Project - Prometheus Ch. 03

Looking around the massive room, Priya asked, "Any idea what this place is?"

Shaking her head, Inari responded, "None, though these pods are curious in their design." Cocking her head to the left, Priya continued, "What do you mean?"

"The design of these pods is different, almost as though someone designed them to have an active user...." the older woman's voice trailing off as she inspected the nearest pod. As she got a closer look, the pod's design became clearer. The exterior was pure black, though the shape was resembling more like a sphere than an oval.

Her eyes were drawn to a winking green light, to which Inari placed her hand by. With a sudden pop and hiss, the pod opened. Yelping in surprise, Inari jumped back, surprised by what had just happened. As both women recovered from the shock, Priya couldn't help but start laughing, her helmet clattering on the floor as she clutched her sides.

"Stop that!" the short-haired woman scolded her XO. Though considering the moment, Inari couldn't help but chuckle a little herself.

"You know you will have to pay for that," Inari warned, her eyes glinting.

Standing up straight and righting herself, Priya was still giggling when she said breathlessly, "Completely.... worth it!"

Smirking to herself, Inari turned back to the pod to get a good look at the interior. The top third of the pod had swung away from the rest of it, exposing the inside. Inside was a cockpit, attached to a spherical gyro that could turn the cockpit in any direction on the three primary axes. Face lighting up in wonder and disbelief, Inari jumped right into the cockpit.

"What are you doing?!" Priya called out as her captain settled into the seat, adjusting herself.

"This is a remote fighter pod!" the older woman enthused as her hands played across the various controls of the cockpit.

"A what?" Priya questioned as her head popped over the edge of the open pod.

"A remote fighter pod! The biggest problem with training fighter pilots in any navy is the fact that we have a high mortality rate because of various anti-fighter weapons that most ships carry these days. A careless pilot can get blown out of the sky in less than ten seconds, which is a waste, considering the time, effort and credits spent training said pilot!"

"Uh huh, and what does this pod have to do with that?" Priya asked.

"This pod allows a pilot to control the fighter remotely, from the safety of the launching ship. So should a moment of rotten luck or carelessness wind up with the fighter destroyed in combat...."

"The pilot would be safe and learn from his or her mistake, without sacrificing their lives in the process!" Priya finished her thought. "I thought the Federation was working on these, but were having problems with remote hacks, stealing control of the fighters from the initial pod," the east Indian woman continued.

"They were, though last I heard, they scrapped the project, as it wasn't proving viable," Inari supplied.

The captain of the Darkstrider continued powering up the pod, much to Priya's chagrin. "Babe, didn't Captain Tomisic say not to play around with anything?"

A mischievous look on her face, Inari replied, "He said not to bother moving anything left behind on the ground on the ship because the Sentries were attending to it. He said nothing about other onboard systems."

Groaning in disbelief, Priya pressed her face into her palms, knowing this minor issue would not end well. Inari finished her checks and hit the switch to activate the pod, linking her to any fighters aboard. She had steadied her nerves and was ready to experiment with this marvel of technology until a warning flashed across her readout. It read; 'No fighters available. Please disembark from the pod.'

Huffing in frustration, Inari did as the warning bade and stepped out. Priya leaned into the pod to look at what had bothered her lover. Seeing the warning, she stepped away as the pod powered down, a smirk on her face. Turning to look at her moody captain, she saw the dirty look on Inari's face and opened her mouth to say I told you so!

"Don't. Even. Think. About. It." Inari ground out.

"Wasn't going to say it. Would say if you're all frustrated, I think I can help with that," Priya said in a sultry voice. She closed the distance to her captain, putting an extra sway to her walk. She then leaned in and pressed her lips to Inari's.

Inari broke the kiss, then looked at Priya, passion firing in her eyes. "I will take you up on that offer. And then some," the big titted woman said as she brought her lips back to Pree's, her tongue flicking out in a challenge and demand.

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The elevator pinged as it arrived at deck three, and Kasumi stepped out. She jogged most of the way down another couple of corridors to security command. Unofficially, it was dubbed 'Overwatch' as it was one of two places in the ship where you could see everything that was going on throughout the Perseus.

Placing her hand on the reader, the door opened and in she walked. Easily as large as the bridge, most of the readout and holographic readouts and displays replaced navigation panels. Though half of them were offline, the other half were active and cycling through various live feeds from the multitude of cameras placed throughout the ship.

Kasumi removed her weapons and placed them in the ready rack next to the command podium. She stepped up to the podium and sat in the chair, the automated ergonomic seat adjusting itself to fit her frame. Pressing a button on the left arm of the chair, it brought up a holographic control panel, which allowed her direct access to the various feeds that were online. First, she brought up the live feed of the archives, and watched the women she had left behind several minutes ago.

'Hmm. They seem to be working well together. Nothing out of the ordinary,' Kasumi thought to herself as she saw both Taal'ani and Korsa deep in thought, studying the tablets that each of them held. Natalya was in an animated discussion with Jaesa and they seemed to be getting along, considering that both the woman and hologram were smiling. Had there been anything wrong, Jaesa would have alerted Kasumi and Alex immediately.

Deciding she had seen enough, the commander then searched for Inari and Priya. It didn't take long to find them as the motion sensors built into the Perseus monitored and recorded all movement aboard. What she found startled her as both women were in a tangled embrace. Their hands were roaming over each other's bodies, lips locked together, occasionally coming up for air while their tongues dueled.

Seeing this lusty display brought back her memories of the dream she had while in cryo sleep, in full force. Her face flushed scarlet and there was an insistent tingling between her legs in that moment. Try as she might, she couldn't suppress her overactive libido any longer. Her lust filled dream, being around the hunky captain, on top of the fact that she hadn't been laid in over six hundred years, sent her logic and sense of control into a tailspin.

She brought up the live video and enlarged it, so the holographic display was life-sized. Not stopping there, she cued the audio recorders, so she could hear every word they said. Kasumi undid and removed the armor plating she wore on her body, but left her boots on, placing her protective gear to the left of her chair.

Pulling the short pins that held her hair in place, she shook her red tresses loose, leaning back to make herself more comfortable. As Kasumi leaned back, she slowly moved her hands up her lush body, feeling and caressing her bountiful tits. As her right hand moved up to the catch on her collar, her left moved directly beneath it, ready to undo the seams that held her vacc suit together.

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Inari and Priya pressed their bodies against each other, having divested themselves of all their armor plating just moments ago. Both womens' bodies were fully on display, the skin tight vacc suits being the only barrier between them. They kissed each other fitfully as their tits mashed together, constrained only by the tight material that encased them.

Priya broke the kiss and nearly tore Inari's suit open, freeing her lover's magnificent breasts from their confines. As her large fleshy globes popped free, Pree descended on them hungrily. Latching onto her left nipple with her mouth, while her right hand pinched and rolled her right nipple, she sucked hard, elongating it within her mouth as her other hand held and squeezed Inari's ass.

Throwing her head back while moaning, shivers rippled from Inari's sensitive tits, the sensations causing her to shudder. Her breathing came in quick little gasps, as Priya worked her large fun bags, hitting nearly every nerve that resided in them. Priya then switched to her right nipple, lavishing it with her tongue, while switching what her hands were doing to Inari's tits.

While Priya was occupied, Inari freed her arms from her vacc suit and pulled it down, allowing her lover easier access to her body. Once her arms were loose, she hooked her thumbs into the sides of her suit and shimmied it down her curvy form. She stopped when she reached her hips, the sensations of what she was experiencing overcoming any rational thought.

Arching her back and moaning loudly, Inari grabbed Priya's face, tearing her away from her breasts. Priya protested but was silenced with her lover's tongue being shoved down her throat. She made a strangled sound in her throat, which sounded like it was something between a moan and a squawk, but didn't do much more than that, as she had no other choice.

Almost immediately, Priya was lifted in the air for a moment, with Inari's hands on her ass and legs, lifting her upwards. Inari then knelt, setting Pree down right in front of her. Breaking away from her lover, the horny captain pulled off Priya's vacc suit in an almost violent frenzy. Once the catch was loose, and the seams pulled away, Inari wasted no time in removing any barrier that kept their skin from touching each other.

Like Inari, Priya went with no bra in the vacc suit, because the material first molded to their forms. Once it had finished, then it would harden slightly, giving it a firmness similar to molded plastic, but with all the fluidity and movement of being in your own skin. Some women went with a bra underneath the suit anyway because they claimed it would chafe their nipples. For the hardened military women, it was both redundant, and it electrified them, rather than chafe.

The only thing Priya had worn underneath her suit was a bright yellow thong with quick release snaps, which was already soaked in her juices. Once Inari both saw and smelled it, she pounced on her lover, sucking, licking and lapping up any moisture that was there. Priya hissed, then stifled a moan as her legs vibrated, the warm and sensuous tongue bathing her pussy in its heat.

Priya bridged her herself up into the air, shoving her pussy roughly against Inari's face. Taking it in stride, Inari slapped both of her hands on her lover's ass, hard. Priya yelped in both pain and pleasure as Inari then moved her hands to the Priya's outer hips. She then snapped her thong off and threw it aside, while pressing her tongue out as far as it would go, driving it into her lover's waiting snatch.

Priya's voice quavered, letting her captain know she was on the path to an orgasm. Inari didn't stop, continuing to tongue fuck the younger woman's pussy while gripping Priya's big, plushy ass. The Indian woman then pressed her hips in an up and down motion, forcing Inari's tongue to move vertically along her inner folds.

Not long after Priya started that maneuver, the short-haired woman relaxed her tongue and sucked down on her lover's now protruding clit. Locking her lips around that area of Priya's sopping cunt, she sucked with an almost primal fervor, while she manipulated her right hand to line up with her lover's hot little box.

Priya looked up at that moment and her eyes widened at what she saw. The hard and animalistic look on her captain's face was one she had rarely seen. She knew she was in for it as there was no stopping Inari once she was in this state. The only thing she could do was hang on and ride out whatever was coming, hoping that she'd be conscious to experience it all.

Inari drove her first two fingers straight into Priya's love canal, hard and fast. Priya closed her eyes and cried out at the sensation. There was pain, but the amount of pleasure she was experiencing overrode it. The reverberations that pulsated through her nearly put her over the edge, and she was so close that any other surprises would put her over for sure. Then, Inari curled her fingers inside her, in a come hither motion, tapping Priya's G-spot.

That last bit had Priya wailing and screaming like it was the first time she'd ever experienced an orgasm. She bridged so hard that her body was in the shape of a semi-circle, Inari's hand slipping out of her as she moved. Once she hit her peak, her body slapped back down onto the cold metal floor, which was slick with both her sweat and her juices.

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Kasumi was lying there in her chair, having it lean back as far as it would go. She had opened her suit and had laid bare her front half, her body exposed while her limbs were still encased in the material. She had casually thrown the front half of her suit over top of her pile of armor, not caring who or what found her this way.

Kasumi's whitish-gold skin gleamed, and a slight sheen of sweat coated her exposed skin. She had pushed aside the material of her panties to gain access to her moist cunt. The fingers of her right hand deftly playing with her pussy lips and clit while her left hand was occupied with her breasts. Still encased in a bra, her fingers played along its center until she found the catch, which she snapped, letting her tits spill out.

Moaning in contentment, she then clasped her left tit, cupping and kneading it as she watched the two lovers kiss on the screen. She saw that Inari had stood and was working her way out of her own suit, bending over to pull her feet out of the crumpled garment. She then stood, her back to the hologram, as she then curled her finger towards Priya, beckoning her over.

'Damn! That woman has an ass!' Kasumi thought as she got a near perfect view of Inari's muscular ass. The cobalt blue, shimmering thong that she wore showcased it. Kasumi couldn't help admire the muscular form that Inari possessed. She was heavily muscled, but in such a way where she sacrificed none of her femininity because of it.

'Those tits, though! She must have great genetics to still have those after all that muscle on her.' Kasumi remembered when her own tits were much larger before she stepped into the military. The constant physical training had whittled down her once massive FF cup down to her current D's.

'Whatever her secret is, I'll learn of it eventually,' she thought to herself as she watched Priya crawl over to her captain. Once she had made it over, Inari had her kneeling before her and instructed Priya to pull off her thong with her teeth.

"Ooooooooo! Kinky!" Kasumi said approvingly. Clutching her tit in a tighter grip, she used her fingers to pinch her nipple. It sent electrical bolts of pleasure along her nerves. She then pushed her middle finger of her right hand into her steamy pussy, moaning and the welcome intrusion. Kasumi bit her lower lip as she used her thumb to diddle her clit while her finger moved in and out of her. Eyes glued to the live show in front of her, she continued to play with herself as she watched the women continue their tryst.

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Priya had to move her head from one side to the other, to work Inari's thong off. Unlike Priya's own thong, this was one solid piece of elastic material. Coupled with the fact it was soaked with feminine juices, didn't make the task easy. Though once she got it past her lover's hips, it came down fairly quickly. Once it came down to her feet, she used her tongue to scoop it into her mouth to pull it away from Inari.

Lifting her legs, the short-haired woman stepped out of her soaked panties and walked forward, placing her dripping pussy right in front of Priya's nose. Opening her mouth, Priya dropped the panties she held there, to lick her lips, before attaching her mouth to hot and wet cunt in front of her.

"Oh, yeah!" Inari exclaimed as she placed a hand on her lover's head, encouraging her to keep going. Priya slid her hands up and down Starwitch's legs, her mouth firmly affixed to her pussy. Placing both hands atop the younger woman's head, Inari's grip became more insistent, almost demanding.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes...." she chanted before gasping out loud as Priya's questing tongue had found her clit and pressed on it, hard.

Shaking like a leaf in the wind from the mini orgasm, Inari's balance teetered, and she threatened to fall. Priya sensed this, to which she stood and caught her lover before she fell. As Inari's chest heaved with deep breaths, Priya then laid her down gently on the floor. She gathered Inari's vacc suit and rolled it into a pillow, which she placed underneath her head.

Smiling, Inari looked up to her woman and kissed her. Priya returned the kiss, then backed off, sliding back to Inari's sensitive love box. Starwitch sighed before it turned into a moan. Priya's tongue flicked about her pussy lips, licking up and down, hitting every nerve she could reach.

Priya then gripped Inari's legs and hoisted her up as she stood, leaving only her head and shoulders touching the floor, with her legs and ass up in the air. Setting her chin into Inari's ass, she clutched her captain's waist hard, while driving her tongue into her steamy tunnel. Inari squealed in surprise, then delight as she was being licked like this. It was an unusual position, sure, but one where her lover's tongue was hitting all the right spots.

Snaking her right hand around Inari's hips, Priya's fingers searched out her captain's clit. It didn't take her long, as Inari was so turned on that it poked out like her nipples did, hard and proud. Once her fingers drummed on it, Inari cried out in a long, drawn-out moan, her timbre rising in pitch the more Priya fiddled with her clit.

"You're one horny little bitch, aren't you cap? You like me working your clit?" Priya goaded her lover, as she removed her mouth from Inari's pussy.

"YES!" Inari shouted through clenched teeth, "I LOVE you frigging my clit! You're going to make me explode! Let me cum, please!!" she all but begged.

Smiling devilishly, Priya continued her assault on Inari with her right hand, while keeping her balanced with her left. She pinched Inari's clit between her thumb and forefinger, squeezing gently while rolling it between her fingers. Eyes rolling into the back of her head, Inari's scream started low, but quickly changed to a high-pitched wail. Her lover dove back into her frothy pussy with her tongue while she came.

Though her lungs were spent, she continued sucking in air, with her mouth open wide in an O. Priya gently lowered her captain back down onto the floor, as the orgasm that wracked the older woman still had her convulsing. Her massive chest rose and fell as she caught her breath, eyes still closed. Priya slunk alongside Inari, homing in on her lips.

Eyes snapping open, Inari rushed up to her, catching her off guard. She then mashed her lips to Priya's, every ounce of passion she possessed went into that kiss. Priya responded in kind, her tongue darting out to taps Inari's lips, as she pulled her lover into a tight embrace.

Inari shifted her body, lining herself up so that her pussy was aligned with Priya's. As she moved herself closer, Priya's eyes flickered open, then widened when she saw what her captain had in mind. Before she could say anything, Inari smirked and said, "I told you you were going to pay for laughing at me."