Genie Chronicles - Make a Wish 08

B'Etor could only blink back at Sela as the ridges on her forehead quickly flushed in embarrassment. She couldn't believe the Romulan commander had noticed her cleavage or that she actually liked it.

"See, this is great, this is what I was talking about. You're absolutely right Sela, B'Etor does have great cleavage and you're not the only one who noticed. I've been admiring her cleavage since I walked in," Vicky revealed as she gave B'Etor a wink.

"So what else do you like about each other?" Vicky prodded.

"Well, Commander Sela's skin looks nice and soft. Not many Klingons care for their skin well and it's a welcome difference..." B'Etor admitted.

"Thank you, I do use a regiment of oils and salves I obtain off world through trade," Sela explained. B'Etor nodded as she looked at the Romulan with appreciative eyes for the first time all day.

"Would you like to touch her skin?" Vicky asked, leaving the room awkwardly silent for a moment.

Not meeting anyone's gaze B'Etor whispered, "Yes..."

"Sela, would it okay if B'Etor felt soft, supple skin?" Vicky asked with a husky voice.

Sela could only nod her response. B'Etor rose from her seat and walked over to the other side with Vicky following her. She took the seat next to Sela and sat down, her eyes never breaking their gaze from the Romulan. She stretched out her shaking hand and gently stroked the top of Sela's hand, caressing her gingerly.

"It is just as I thought, her skin is so soft to the touch..." B'Etor commented.

"Come now, that's just her hand. Surely there must be another and softer location you can let her feel," Vicky prodded Sela.

Only able to nod at this point Sela unfastened her silver and grey Romulan uniform and allowed the top to drop to the floor near them, revealing her undergarments. Her breath was quick and her pulse raced through her veins as she suddenly felt very exposed to someone she considered an enemy just a few moments ago.

B'Etor reached out and stroked Sela's stomach, fascinated with how it felt. She was impressed with the Romulan's natural beauty and became absent minded in her free fondling of the woman. Sela started to giggle as B'Etor's manipulations started to tickle, lightening the mood for everyone.

"B'Etor, I'm sure Commander Sela is feeling a little self-conscious as the only one here who is semi-topless."

B'Etor chewed her lower lip as she nodded in stout agreement. Removing her own top was a little more involved as Klingon armor had more than a few buttons and clasps, but finally her chest piece fell to the floor, revealing her large breasts to the room.

Sela was shocked that B'Etor wasn't wearing a bra and was entranced by the woman's chest. Whereas the Klingons skin had a darker complexion, her areolas were light pink in comparison and stood very erect. B'Etor sat there nervously exposed to Sela and wasn't sure what to do next until the Romulan suddenly made the first move. Sela reached over and cupped one of B'Etor's breasts in her hand, kneading it softly as she gently pinched the Klingon's nipple.

B'Etor growled in pleasure as he body instantly reacted to the stimulation. Her back arched and he head threw back as pleasure pulsed through her chest to the rest of her being.

The Klingon threw herself forward and locked lips with Sela, shoving her tongue in the other's mouth and embracing her passionately. Sela's body couldn't help but respond in kind as her tongue danced around B'Etor's mouth, enjoying the exotic taste of the Klingon.

Sela and B'Etor became lost in their embrace as the two made out like they were teenagers, their bodies squirming in raw sexual lust. B'Etor was soon straddling Sela, grinding against the blonde Romulan while running her fingers through Sela's short hair.

Vicky leaned against the wall, slightly proud of what she had accomplished here. Jessie walked up next to her smirking at the entire scene.

"Is this what you call diplomacy?" The genie asked.

"No, but it would have earned the show a hell of a lot of ratings while still fitting in the 'lawyers in space' genre they had going," Vicky replied.

The two aliens had started ripping each other's clothes off while fondling their exposed parts, giggling like school girls as they continued their love making. Soon Sela was spread out on the conference table with her legs in the air as B'Etor was gingerly lapping at the commander's pussy, spreading the woman's labia with her tongue as she traced the woman's cunt from perineum to clit.

Vicky idly squeezed her cock through her Captain's uniform as she watched the two girls, and she noticed Jessie was tenting her own uniform as well.

"Permission to suck you off, Captain?" Jessie asked with a grin.

"Make it so, Number One!" Jessie replied with a giggle.

Lowering to her knees, Jessie pulled out Vicky's engorged cut cock and engulfed it in her hungry mouth. Bobbing her head back and forth, she quickly lubed up Vicky's member with her saliva as her mistress watched Sela and B'Etor eat each other out in a 69 on the conference room table. The room filled with the sounds of wet love making as both pair of girls continued their oral delight.

Jessie pulled Vicky's cock out of her mouth and spit on the head then started stroking off her mistress with her fist as she watched Sela and B'Etor too, happy the scene had gone the way Vicky wanted.

"Okay, enough appetizers. Let's get to the main course." Vicky demanded as she stripped off the rest of her clothing. She walked over to the table and grabbed B'Etor by the wrist, pulling her out of Sela's crotch and bending her over the table.

At first it seemed the Klingon was going to resist as she growled at Vicky, but the red headed captain growled back, "Nga'chuq vlghajchoh." B'Etor's eyes went wide and she stopped resisting Vicky. Instead she bent over the table and pressed her face to the glass while raising up her ass, presenting her cunt for proper mounting.

What did you say mistress? Vicky mentally asked as she took over eating out Sela who was a little flustered at the swap since she was so close to cumming. It didn't take the sex genie long to get the Romulan off who was then begging to be fucked by Jessie's uncut cock.

I simply told her that her pussy is mine in very strong Klingon. It's a dominate thing that Klingons respond to. Vicky replied as she shoved her juicy cock into B'Etor's pussy, causing the woman to roar in pleasure.

Vicky quickly pounded the bent over Klingon, holding her tight by the hips so she could pull her back as she pushed into her, trying to shove as much of her cock into the growling warrior. Jessie kept Sela on her back and hooked the blonde's legs over her shoulders as she inserted her cock into the Romulan who purred in response. Soon both Jessie and Vicky were fucking in unison, both humping in rhythm.

Cum when I do, Vicky wished to Jessie. Her genie looked over and nodded as sweat rolled down her perfect ass.

Vicky felt her orgasm building in her balls and her pounding became erratic. "I'm going to claim your womb with my seed," Vicky taunted the prostrate Klingon. B'Etor grunted in response, eager to feel Vicky's fluids invading her insides.

At the same time both Vicky and Jessie roared in pleasure as their cocks exploded, pouring wave after wave of semen into their respective partners. Sela hissed as another orgasm racked her body while B'Etor screamed out loudly, her entire body tensing in a primal pleasurable response.

After a few moments their orgasms subsided. Vicky and Jessie then let their deflated cocks slide out and they both plopped down on conference chairs as they tried to catch their breath. Sela and B'Etor returned to eating each other out in a 69 again, enjoying the taste of cum leaking from their pussies.

Vicky was breathing heavily but couldn't help but smile at the whole scenario. "Next time...let's do super heroes," She finally said with a smirk.

"Super heroes?" Jessie asked.

"Yeah, like I can be Batgirl and you can be Zatanna and we're in the Justice League or something," Vicky explained.

"Would you like that for tomorrow's fantasy?"

"Maybe, I'll let you know. For now though, I feel like I need another nap," Vicky teased.

"As you wish mistress. The fantasy shall end and you shall return to normal sleep. I look forward to tomorrow."

"Me too, because tomorrow we become millionaires..." Vicky declared as she yawned loudly, her eyes closing as the fantasy ended.

***

Vicky grinned in her sleep as she lovingly hugged Jessie in a warm spooning embrace. Both were naked and slumbering heavily while Vicky idly thrust her hard cock into Jessie's wet pussy, sleep humping her genie while they both enjoyed the fantasy.

Meanwhile Lisa was just getting out of her car as she reached her apartment complex on the other side of town. Her emotions were swirling as she was excited to be a part of Vicky's magical adventure but also a bit sad that Vicky hadn't decided to just be with Lisa.

Who knows, maybe she'll change her mind, Lisa thought to herself as she walked across her apartment parking lot in the dark. The wind picked up and chilled to her to the bone and Lisa suddenly felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. A sense of dread licked its way through her spine and though she couldn't explain why, Lisa was suddenly very afraid being in that dark parking lot alone.

"You know she won't leave her for you..." a sultry voice suddenly declared from behind a car.

Lisa also jumped out of her own skin and she caught herself from screaming. The fact that it was a woman's voice was the only thing that stopped her from running.

"Who are you?" she asked as she hugged her coat around herself more, trying to keep the cold at bay.

From behind one of the cars walked an older woman who didn't appear to be dressed for the cold. Her blouse was white and loose, revealing enough cleavage for Lisa to determine that the woman had large breasts underneath. The woman's hair was dark, black even, and tied back in a tight bun. She wore thin rimmed glasses that were elegant and sophisticated, framing her face nicely and bringing attention to her deep red eyes.

"Vicky will never leave that woman for you," the woman repeated. Lisa felt very afraid as she looked into the bronzed skinned woman's eyes. She tried to look away but felt herself on the verge of tears every time.

"I don't understand..." Lisa stuttered.

"Of course you don't, not yet at least. Allow me to explain; I simply want Jessie much as you want Vicky. This can happen, but I'll need your help," the older woman teased as she walked around Lisa's stiff body.

Lisa usually felt like the toughest person in the room with her spiky faux hawk black hair, tattoos, and various piercings, but now she felt like a puppet on strings, unable to move unless told to do so. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she realized she was in a bad situation. She tried to mentally call out for Vicky and Jessie like they taught her to, but her brain felt fuzzy and she found it extremely difficult to concentrate.

"How...how are you going to help me?" Lisa cried.

"Oh don't worry dear, it's all very simple really. Step one begins...with a kiss..." the woman explained as she softly pressed her lips to Lisa's neck. The kissed turned into a nibble, and suddenly Lisa gasped out loud as the woman fully bit into her. At first Lisa wanted to cry out in pain, but that soon passed and the punk rocker girl melted into pleasure, no longer feeling cold.

Lisa blinked deep red eyes as she looked at the woman with a smile. "If that was stage one, what's stage two?" she asked with a hiss.

"This!" The woman declared as she lifted up her skirt to reveal a huge rigid cock glistening in the moon light. Lisa licked her lips and sank to her knees, taking the woman's meat into her mouth and sucking her eagerly. The older woman placed her hands on the back of Lisa's head and fucked the financial planner's face as she laughed hauntingly into the night.