Well, folks, I finally got up enough guts to send out my story.  I'm sure
I'll hear no end of shit from you ladies out there who WILL find this
offensive.  But, I will live with the consequences.  Hell, maybe it will
turn some of you on!  (BTW, I'm single, 26 years old, 6'3" tall, 230#,
short dark hair, brown eyes, and have an almost uncontrollable sex
drive...)

   Anyway, here's pt.  1 of the story.  Let me know if you want more.

  
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Fuck

   (Pt.  1)

   "AAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!," yelled Captain John Sheridan as he
shot his load all over the face of the unconcious woman lying benath him.
His cock was jerking spasmodically as the hot, white fluid just kept
pumping out by what seemed like gallons.  *She's gonna drown,* he thought,
but he couldn't bring himself to put his fingers in the goo now covering
the woman's nose and mouth (and eyes and ears and hair and...) to clear it
away.

   He was still coming.

   "Gawd!" he yelled.

   His cock jerked one more time, and finally it was over.  A few more
drops came out as he stroked the base, so he slid the head between her lips
and manually pumped out the rest of his semen into her mouth.

   "Should have stayed awake for that one, honey.  But I know you enjoyed
yourself."

   He remembered her screams of passion that he had heard through a fog of
concentration as he pounded remorselessly into her.  Her pussyy had been
regularly convulsing for almost ten minutes straight, signifying that he
was doing something right, but he ignored it, knowing that if he lost his
concentration and started thinking about what her pussy was doing,he would
blow his load before he was satisfied that *she* was satisfied.

   But, after nearly half an hour of continual orgasm, she could no longer
hang on to conciousness and passed out while Sheridan was fucking her from
behind, doggie style.  He had stopped momentarily to turn her over onto her
back, and when he saw her rock-hard nipples and smiling, unconcious face,
it was too much for him.  His cock was no longer under any type of control,
so when it started jerking and spurting, he straddled her chest and let it
fly.

   Heather Nillson was not suprised to find the Captain gone when she awoke
and was able to clean some of the drying semen away from her eyelids.  She
smiled and licked her fingers after clearing away more of the goo.

   "Wow," she said out loud.  *I've never came that hard before!!  How long
did he fuck me after I passed out?* She tasted more of the semen she had
been playing with.  "Mmmmmmm..."

   She threw aside the covers that John had been considerate enough to pull
over her and rolled out of bed.  "Lights," she said.

   The computer dutifully obeyed, and suddenly it was as if a thousand suns
were burning in the Captain's quarters.

   "Not so bright, dammit!" she yelled.  The lights dimmed and her sight
returned.

   She reached down for her robe, but thought better of it.  Cum stains
were hard to get out of silk, and she was apparently covered with the
stuff.

   "I'll have to wear a rain coat next time," she said as she walked naked
to the bathroom.  She looked at herself in the full-length mirror on the
bathroom door and smiled.  She had worked hard on her body, making it
nearly impossible for any man to resist her.  Her nipples stiffened as she
looked at them.  Her hands reached up and involuntarily began pinching at
the hard, little nubs of flesh as she thought about Sheridan's eight and a
half inches of meat slamming into her over and over and over...

   Her right hand moved slowly down her body until it found the perfectly
trimmed triangle of blonde bush.  Heather extended her middle finger and
ran it down through the bush to the moist crack of her cunt, rubbing up and
down a few times to get the juices really flowing.

   She leaned back on the sink and spread her legs apart, never taking her
eyes off her reflection.  She now had unrestricted access to her clit,
which she began rubbing vigorously with her right hand, while her left
played with her tits.

   "Oh, John!" she yelled.  Her left hand abandoned her tits and began
frigging her pussy with four fingers, while the right continued to work on
the nub of her clit.

   She could feel her orgasm building rapidly as she masturbated harder and
harder, almost to the point of hurting herself.  She looked down at the
blur that was her hands and saw the pussy-juice flying in every direction.
This only turned her on even more.

   "Oh, God," she said.  "OhmygodohmygodOHMYGOD!!!"

   As her orgasm exploded, her body jerked and spasmed, causing her to fall
off the sink.  Unable to control herself, she smashed her head into the
toilet.  She managed to scream in pain once before losing conciousness.

   "I don't understand it," said Dr.  Stephen Franklin, shaking his head.
"This is the fourth case in as many hours involving some sort of
sex-related injury.  You could have at least pulled her hand out of there,
Zack."

   "I did," Zack Allen answered, getting defensive.  "About ten times." He
grinned.  "She just kept moanining and putting her fingers back in the
pie."

   Franklin frowned and pulled her hand free of her vagina, watching the
fluid drip from her fingers.  She moaned and tried to put her hand back
where it was.

   "No, you don't," Franklin told the unconcious girl.  He restrained her
arms and legs, then pulled a sheet over her naked body.  Zack looked
disappointed.  "Do you have to cover her up, Doc?"

   Franklin grinned.  "'Fraid so, Zack.  So, what's her story?"

   Zack swallowed.  "Uh, well, the computer alerted security that a
personal injury had occured in the Captain's quarters, so I went running.
The Chief was busy somewhere else when the call came in.  When I got there,
the door was locked, so I used security override.  I found her in the
bathroom, just like you see her.  Unconcious, but, uh, masturbating.  From
what I saw in the bathroom, she had been sitting on the sink with her legs
spread apart in a very unstable position, and when she, ah, came, she just
lost control and hit her head on the toilet.  Her name is Heather Nillson.
I found her IdentiCard in the Captain's quarters."

   He handed Franklin the card.  "Hmm," Franklin said.  "I think I remember
Sheridan mentioning her a couple days ago.  He said she was the best lover
he had ever had." He trailed off, looking at the wall in deep
concentration.

   Zack grinned again.  "Yeah?"

   "Well," Franklin continued, "That's just it.  I've heard or overheared a
lot of people say things to that effect for the last week or so." He
thought about how much he had been masturbating in that time period.  Since
he was usually able to avoid having to satisfy himself, he now thought how
odd it was that he was jerking off two or three times a day out of pure
need.  At first he had thought the constant sex urge was being caused by an
iron deficiency, but that was now a very remote possibility.  It seemed as
though everyone was having the same "problem".

   He looked at Zack seriously.  "Can I ask you a personal question?"

   Zack shrugged.  "Sure, Doc.  What?"

   "How often do you masturbate?"

   Zack's jaw dropped.  "Uh, uhm, uh, what?"

   "You heard me.  It's strictly a medical question.  No one will ever know
what was said.  You know I'm bound to that."

   Zack felt his heart begin to race as it always did whenever he was
embarrassed like this.  "Okay, Doc.  But this stays between us.  Usually,
once or twice a week, whether I need it or not.  But, lately, jeez, I
dunno, two, three times a day.  Maybe more.  My dick is hard right now.  It
seems like I have an almost constant erection!  Do you know what's going
on? Is it something in the food?  The air?  What?"

   "That's what I intend to find out," Franklin said seriously, looking
down at the beutiful, sexy, young girl lying naked and unconcious in front
of him.  "What happened to her sheet?" he asked before he realized he was
holding it in his own left hand.  (The sheet, that is.)

   Morden was regretting helping the horny young Centauri with his problem.
The gas was not supposed to be affecting him, but it was.  The antidote
that his superiors had supplied him with was not doing a good job.  Every
humanoid female that walked by was causing him to drool like the rest of
these sheep.  *I need to get off this station while this is running its
course.  I can't let myself be caught up in this little experiment,
because, very likely, the special aphrodisiac gas would cause insanity in
humanoids.*

   This was the first time it had ever been tested.  His superiors had
assured him that he would be safe to observe the effects of the gas on the
population of the station while being totally unaffected.  Yet, here he
was, standing in the middle of Down Below watching the hookers walk by and
wishing he could do all of them at once.

   What Do You Want?

   Indeed.

  
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################################################################# Well,
that's part 1.  If you want more, let me know.  I have the story completed,
and I just need to copy it into Eudora so I can send it to you.  Let me
know!

   Captain Darwin

   Still Looking For The Right Set Of Genes







   Well, here's pt.  2.  I hope you are enjoying this.  Even though you
have no idea who I am, it is taking some serious balls to post this story.
I have noticed that most of the posts to this group have been from females.
One of my biggest fears is making an ass of myself in front of women.  So,
ladies, your praise is very much appreciated.  If the girls like this kind
of thing, it gives me hope for the human race as a whole.  WE NEED MORE
HORNY, WILLING WOMEN!!!!  (especially the type that like Science
Friction!!) hahahahahahahahaha

  
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Fuck

   (Pt.  2)

   Commander Susan Ivanova was horny as hell.  She had not had an orgasm
since her lover, Talia Winters, was thrown off Station.  *I actually want a
man,* she thought as she walked through the corridor to C & C for her
shift. She had not wanted to have sex with a man since her days at the
Academy.  But right now, she ached for a big, hard, throbbing cock inside
her constantly-wet and -hungry pussy.

   This was not correct thinking for a good lesbian.  Talia would not
approve of this type of behavior.  (The old Talia, that is.  God only knows
what the Psy-Corps had done to her once she had become their "Control"
thingamagigger.)

   The lift door hissed open and all the regulars were there, standing to
greet the oncoming Commanding Officer.

   "Good evening, Ma'am," said one of the cute young Lieutennants on duty.
"Ready for another boring night of looking at the same old stars?"

   Ivanova looked him in the eye.  "Mr.  Santos, please join me in the
Captain's ready room.  We need to discuss a few things."

   Santos looked at her quizzically, then nodded.  "Yes, Ma'am," he said.

   Ivanova led him off to the ready room, grinning all the way.

   When the door hissed shut behind them, she gave him her most seductive
look.  Licking her lips, she said, "Do you find me attractive,
Lieutennant?"

   Santos just stared.

   "Well, Santos," she said, unbuttoning her uniform.  "I asked you a
question."

   He licked his lips.  "I, uh, well, yes, Ma'am.  You are a very beautiful
woman.  I-I-I guess I would say that, uh, any man would want you, but, uh,
we sort of thought you were, uh, unavailable.  To men, that is." He
immediately regretted saying that last part.  It was not widely known that
the second in command of the station was a lesbo.

   Ivanova finished unbuttoning her uniform and pulled the jacket off.  She
then started pulling the white undershirt off, exposing her perfecty shaped
tits.  "You like?" she asked, grinning at the hapless young officer.

   Santos finally got over his shyness and gave into one of his biggest
fantasies.  Commander Ivanova!  Wow!  He was completely out of his clothes
before she had her trousers unbuttoned.

   He walked over to her as she was pulling her trousers off, looking at
her long, perfect legs.  "Let me help you," he said as he grabbed one of
her boots.

   "Don't bother," she said.  "Just fuck me.  Please.  I need you.  NOW!!"

   He lifted her up onto the display console and pinned her legs behind her
head.  "You asked for it," he said as he plunged his already hard cock into
her.  She squeaked in pain at the unusual intrusion, but soon got used to
it.

   "Oh, God," she yelled as her pussy adjusted to the feel of a hard cock
thrusting in and out of her.  This was like a new experience to her!  Wow!

   Pain soon gave way to pleasure as he pounded at her.  She reached down
and frigged her clit with her right forefinger.

   "Oh, FUCK!," she yelled, feeling the orgasm beginning to well up inside
her already.  Sex with a man had never been this gratifying.  She could
feel his cock starting to spasm.

   "NOT YET!!!!" she yelled.  "Oh, God, please don't come yet.  I'm so
close!!"

   She saw him close his eyes.  She knew then that he would concentrate on
getting her off.  Almost all men did that if you reminded them.

   She redoubled her efforts on her clit.

   Santos began pumping harder.  And harder.  And harder.  Soon, he was
straining with the effort of fucking.  He seemingly couldn't fuck fast and
hard enough to satisfy himself.

   Ivanova was lost in her own world.  Her first orgasm exploded forth in a
wave of convulsion and pussy juice that took Santos by suprise.  It was
enough to push him over the edge.

   "Arghhhh!!" he yelled.

   He yanked his dick out of her just in time for the fireworks.  He angled
his cock up in her pussy slit at a forty-five degree angle as the jism
began shooting, the first couple of shots going over Susan's head.

   *That was too quick,* she thought.  *This stud should have been worth at
least an hour.*

   As soon as that thought crossed her mind, she felt his cock slip back
into her.

   "Time for the real thing, baby," he said seductively as he began fucking
her with renewed vigor.

   "Oh, yeah," she said, looking him in the eye.  "Fuck me forever!"

   At that, he stopped momentarily.  "Come here," he said as he grabbed her
by the tits and flipped her over.  "Stay on your knees.  I can fuck deeper
that way."

   *No shit,* she thought.  *Is this your first time?* Altough, for an
amateur, he sure could make a girl feel good.  She couldn't remember a guy
ever making her feel this good, even when she liked guys.

   Susan reached down and began playing with her clit again.  All she had
to do was touch it and another orgasm was on its way.  She felt her pussy
begin its familiar convulsing just before the big O, so she frigged her
clit even harder, causing a little pain.

   "Oh, FUCK!" she yelled as her orgasm overcame her.  She lost all
muscular control and went limp on the console.  He continued to pound at
her, not even slowing down his remorseless pumping even as she began
falling off her precarious perch atop the console.

   "Don't fall," he said as he lifted her up and held her by the tits.  She
realized that he could not keep up his pace if he had to hold her up while
he fucked.

   "Put me on the floor," she managed to gurgle.  He complied, stopping
just long enough to gently set her down on her hands and knees on the
floor. He re-entered her from behind and began his powerful thrusting
again.

   Susan felt one of Santos' hands reach around to grab her left tit and
pinch the nipple.  This almost brought her to another orgasm.

   "Wait," she said weakly.  "Could you put it in my ass?"

   Santos paused in his pounding again to ask "Huh??"

   "I want it in my ass!" Susan yelled.  This was something that she had
never done before, even with other women with strap-ons.  It had just never
entered her mind as something that might get her off.  But having a big,
hard cock in her ass seemed like the most erotic thing in the universe
right now.

   "Okay," he said as he pulled his dick out of her.

   She immediately reached back and shoved three fingers into her pussy,
anticipating the exquisite pain she knew she was about to experience.

   She felt the head of his cock push up against the top of her asshole,
then start to ease its way in.

   "Slowly!" she yelled.  "It hurts!"

   He complied, pushing his cock into her ass very slowly, allowing her
sphincter time to adjust to the intruder.  She worked the fingers in her
pussy in and out slowly, feeling another orgasm working its way up.  She
noticed that she could feel his cock with the fingers in her pussy.  This
was too much for her.  Before Santos could get in his first thrust into her
ass, she came.

   And came hard.

   Once again, she lost all muscular control, falling to the floor as
Santos started his thrusting.

   So, she lay there, flat on the floor, helplessly cumming as Santos began
fucking her asshole.

   Pleasure mixed perfectly with pain as she lay there, panting and trying
to talk dirty.  She had never felt like this, even with Talia.  Orgasm
after orgasm wracked her body until she could no longer take it.  But just
when she was going to tell Santos to stop, he pulled out and shot his load
all over her back.

   "Ahhhhhhh!!!" he yelled.  She felt the hot fluid running down her back
and sides and thought about why she suddenly wanted to do this with a man.

   Susan turned over.  "Kiss me, Lieutennant," she ordered.  He complied,
licking her teeth front to back, trying to turn her on again.  She broke
away.  "That's enough.  Thank you, Mr.  Santos.  That was most enjoyable.
Now get back to your post."

   He looked at her quizzically.  "Ma'am?" he asked.

   "You heard me," she answered.  "Get back out there!"

   Santos quickly got dressed and went out to C & C before the Commander
got pissed at him.  He didn't want to screw up a good thing!



   Commander Susan Ivanova once again entered C & C, this time without so
many junior officers standing at attention.

   "Report, Mr, Santos?"

   "Uh, well, um, nothing really happening here, Commander.  Business as
usual, I guess.  Um, how are you?"

   She could tell he was a little flustered.  "I'm fine, Lieutennant.  Any
word from the Captain?"

   He looked at the floor.  "Uh, no, Ma'am.  He left C & C three hours ago.
I assumed that the Captain had personal business to take care of."

   Susan looked at him seriously.  "Fine."

   Kineer Gregori wanted desperately to find Mr.  Morden.  The man had
somehow managed to change his life.  Wow!  All these years of nothing, and
now this!  All the women on Babylon 5 were his to do with as he pleased. 
All he had to do was ask!  He had been laid more in the past week than,
well, all the rest of his life!  He would renounce his Centauri citizenship
if it meant he could stay here on the station for the rest of his life,
enjoying the pleasures of Centauri as well as human and Minbari women,
(although he had not the guts to ask anything of the last).

   "Morden!" he yelled at the top of his lungs.  "Thank you!"

   Michael Garibaldi was very interested in why this young Centauri would
say such a thing...

  
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############################################################### Thus ends
pt.  2.  Once again, sorry if I offended anyone, but this is the
UNrestricted B5 creative list.  I will stop if I get a few more flames.  No
sense in pissing everyone off.  But, if you want more, just say so, and I
will copy more of it down for you.  This story goes somewhere!  I promise!

   Captain Darwin

   Still Looking For The Right Set Of Genes







   Well, here's Pt.  3.  Sorry it took so long, but I can't spend all my
time in front of my PC.  Hope you enjoy it.  BTW, this part is nearly
sex-free, except for some inuendos and suggestive joking.  But, don't give
up on me!  There is plenty of raunch in Pt.  4.

  
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###### Babylon Fuck

   Pt.  3

   Marcus couldn't remember the last time he had felt this angry with a
fellow human being.  He had always believed himself to be above jealousy
and other stupid, childish feelings.

   He was wrong.

   This stupid jealous rage just kept building and building within him
until he could take it no longer.

   "I'll get that whore and her new boyfriend," he said out loud to no one
in particular as he strode through the Orange Sector.

   Images of Susan and that pimply-faced nineteen year old dweeb that
worked in C & C screwing kept invading his thoughts.  He smiled as he
imagined the kid trying to figure out what to do with his "thing" while
Susan yelled instructions at him.

   But, Santos had gotten the prize and he had not.

   "Damn!" he yelled as he headed for C & C.

   Dr.  Stephen Franklin looked blankly at the Captain.  "What?" he asked.
"You can't be serious.  We could have a real problem here, Captain."

   Captain John Sheridan just kept smiling at Dr.  Franklin.  "I know,
Doctor, but that's my decision.  If you don't like it, call EarthDome. 
Maybe they'll listen to you."

   Franklin felt his fingernails digging into his palms.  "Alright,
Captain," he said calmly.  "But when this thing comes crashing down around
our ears, well, just be prepared to accept full responsibility."

   Sheridan's grin widened.  "Don't I always?"

   Franklin noticed the Captain's hand on the leg of the latest sexual
casualty to be brought into MedLab.  Whatever was hapening here, it was
affecting everyone.  Maybe the Captain more than most.  Why didn't he want
to take action?  Sure, everyone seemed happier now that sex was rampant. 
But, no one seemed to realize the consequences of constant sexual activity.
No one seems to have noticed that nothing was getting done.  In fact, if
Franklin did not have as much self-control as he did, these people in
MedLab would not be getting the type of medical attention they should be.

   "Captain," Franklin said, looking down at Sheridan's hand.

   "Oh," Sheridan said.  "Sorry.  Couldn't help myself.  But look at her!
All smiles and in a constant state of masturbation.  And so beautiful! 
Well, Doc, I've gotta get going.  I'm meeting Delenn for lunch in a few
minutes."

   He reached down and adjusted his stiffening cock before he attempted to
walk.  It seemed to be getting in the way a lot more than it used to.

   Franklin watched him leave, then looked down at the young woman Sheridan
had been feeling up.  She *was* turning him on, with the moaning and
attempting to stuff her entire arm into her pussy.

   He shook himself.  "Time to put you into some restraints before you hurt
yourself even more." He wondered how many people had injured themselves
doing just this sort of thing, but were too embarrassed to come in.

   Commander Susan Ivanova looked at the com panel for the umpteenth time.
What was taking so long?  Usually, BabCom was able to bring up the film of
her choice within a couple of minutes.  Had she been caught?  Garibaldi
liked to keep an eye on everything, including the senior officers. 
Watching movies while on duty in C & C was very much against the rules, but
as boring as it has been (out there, anyway) for the past few weeks, it was
the best way to waste time.

   The com panel bleeped.

   "At last," she breathed.  She made sure none of the juniors was watching
her as she touched the "receive" pad.

   The panel lit up with the title "Where The Boys Aren't MCXVI".

   She sat up in her chair and squeezed her legs together as the familiar
warmth began to build in her loins.

   *Hopefully this will bring me back to reality,* she thought.  She knew
that Talia, *her* Talia, would approve.  Perhaps an all-lesbian porno flick
would remind her of who she was and what she really wanted.  But, for some
reason, she still wanted men.  Her experience with Santos was unbelievably
incredible.  As she watched the first girl strap on a huge pink dildo and
prepare to mount her small-breasted companion, she thought of...

   The door to C & C hissed open.

   "Marcus!" she yelled, standing up.  She became acutely aware of how wet
her crotch was suddenly and folded her hands in front of her.

   "We need to talk," Marcus said as he nearly ran through the door toward
her desk in the back.

   "Uh, um, you can't come in here!" she yelled as he approached.

   "I know," he responded.  "But I really need to talk to you." He
continued to walk toward her desk.  He looked down at the screen in front
of her.  "What the hell is this?" he asked.  He looked fown at the bottom
right-hand corner of the screen where the title of the film was constantly
displayed.  "Where The Boys Aren't fifteen hundred and sixteen.  Why would
a woman want to watch an all-lesb...Oh, my God.  Are you-?"

   "Yes, Marcus.  I am," she said quietly.  Do you have a problem with
that?"

   His jaw dropped as he looked back at that snivelling little geek,
Santos. "But, what about him?"

   It was her jaw's turn to drop.  "How did you know about that?" she
demanded, looking over at Santos.  He moved behind his console defensively.
"Let's go to the ready room.  We do need to talk."

   She turned off her movie and walked around to the ready room door with
Marcus in tow.

   Niether of them saw Santos grin knowingly as they went through the door.

   Lennier could not get her out of his head.  He had always had feelings
for her, but this was ridiculous.  Images of Delenn without the ugly human
hair danced about in his brain, teasing him, arousing him, making him
crazy.

   He had been taught at a very young age to control these types of
feelings that have been known to drive members of the Warrior Caste to
complete madness.  They did not receive the same sort of mental dicipline
training that the Religious Caste did.  In fact, some of the Religious
Caste were celebate.  Now, *that* took dicipline.

   He sat in his quarters with the lights dimmed and some light Minbari
orchestral music playing in the background.  He attemped to completely
empty his mind of everything, which had always been child's play for him,
but he could not get rid of the images of Delenn, posing and dancing
erotically for him.  What a body!

   He completely abandoned himself to his imagination, powerless to stop
the free-formed fantasy as it ran its course.

   His right hand moved involuntarily to his crotch and began to rub
gently, at first, then more vigorously as the imagined Delenn started
slowly stripping out of her ornate robes.  It was too much for him.

   He pulled open his robe and grabbed his dick with his thumb and
forefinger and began pulling on it with great enthusiasm.

   *What am I doing?* he thought.  *I haven't done this since I was a
child. I am better than this!*

   The now-naked Delenn image knelt in front of him, taking his large (by
Minbari standards) cock in her mouth, swirling her tounge around the tip
slowly, causing his erection to throb and pulse with anticipation.  He
imagined her hands pushing his hips back and forth, driving his cock deeper
into her throat with each stroke.  He was amazed that she could take all
four inches without gagging.  Oh, well.  It was a fantasy, after all.

   He came suddenly, the warm, clear fluid pumping out onto his robe and
chest.

   "Oh, Delenn," he said.  "If you only knew what you do to me."

   Now that he was spent, his mind turned to other things while he cleaned
himself up.

   Like getting rid of Captain Sheridan.

   Captain John Sheridan pulled the chair out for Delenn as she approached
him from the restaraunt entrance, smiling.

   "Good evening, Captain," she said, taking her seat.  "I trust all is
well with the Station?"

   Sheridan took a seat next to her.  "Well, there are a few problems that
may or may not need my attention, but they can wait." He looked down at her
cleavage that her new, very low cut evening dress exposed.  "I've been
looking forward to this all day." He gave her the most seductive look he
could muster.

   She looked at him, suprised.  "Well, I guess I should be flattered," she
said.  "But,(giggle)I mean, however, I would think that the Station's well
being would take precedence over our, um, date?"

   "Trust me," he said, touching her knee.  "Short of an all-out attack by
the Shadows, nothing could keep me away from this."

   She took a drink of water.  Licking her lips, she said, "John, I can't
stand this pressure any more.  I've wanted you, sexually, sense I first
laid eyes on you." She smiled and put her hand on his.  "The urge had not
been overpowering until now, and none of my mental diciplines can hold me
back any longer.  I *need* you.  Like I have never needed anything else."

   He squeezed her hand, looking deeply into her beautiful eyes.  "I don't
know what to say, Delenn.  You are one of the most perfect women I have
ever met.  So, it goes without saying that I have wanted you as well for
quite some time.  But over the past couple of weeks, that wanting has
become an overwhelming, burning, *need* that I just barely kept under
control."

   "So," she said, standing.  "My place, or yours?"

   He laughed.  "Close enough," he said, standing up with her.

   "Excuse me?" she asked, not understanding his admonishment.

   "Never mind," he said, and kissed her.



  
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###### Okay, that's pt 3.  Are you ready for a very steamy Delenn/Sheridan
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developement thrown in.  See you soon,

   Captain Darwin

   A Non-Charter Member of the Michael Douglas "It's Turnin' Out To Be One
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   Hello all!  I'm back with Pt.  4.  Sorry about the wait.  I hope it was
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###### Babylon Fuck

   Pt.  4

   Michael Garibaldi decided to follow the young Centauri who had just
uttered the name of one of the most hated individuals ever to step foot on
the Station.  He stopped when he saw the guy begin talking with a smiling
human girl that seemed to forget where she was going when he stopped her.

   *Out picking up women, are we?* he thought.

   Garaibaldi had never considered himself a racist, but this girl was way
too good for this slimy Centauri character.  He decided to step in.

   "What's up?" he asked them as he approached.  "Is this guy bothering
you, ma'am?"

   "Um, no sir," she replied, smiling up at him.  "Not really.  He was
just, uh, offering to walk me to my quarters.  Down Below."

   "Well," Garibaldi said.  "You shouldn't go walking around down there by
yourself.  Mind if I join you?"

   "I'm sure," the Centauri kid said as he tried to glare threateningly at
Garibaldi, "that you have more important things to worry about, sir.  We
can take care of ourselves.  Now, if you will excuse us."

   He took hold of the girls arm and tried to push past Garibaldi without
another word being said.

   Not gonna happen.

   "Wait just a minute, buddy," he said, grabbing the kid's shoulder.  "Let
me see your IdentaCard."

   "You can't do this!" the kid yelped as he backed away, letting go of the
girl's arm.  "I have rights, you know."

   "You don't know how many times I've heard that one, kid," he replied. 
"But if you read the station charter, you will find that *I* have rights,
too.  Like the right to check ID on anyone I want to.  For any reason. 
You're not in any trouble.  Yet."

   The kid looked at the floor, looking defeated.  "Alright," he said,
handing over his card.  Garibaldi put the card in his reader and glanced
through the vital information.

   He noted the name.  "Kineer Gregori, huh?" he confirmed.  "Well, there
aren't any warrants out for you, so I'll let you go on your way.  Just
remember to tell Mr.  Morden that Garibaldi said hello."



   Captain John Sheridan felt like the luckiest man in the Universe at the
moment.  The woman of his dreams was practically begging him to make love
to her.  He didn't even know if their two species were sexually compatible.
Oh, well.  Love conquers all, right?

   Delenn practically dragged Sheridan off the lift when they got to their
section.  Squeezing his hand, she breathed, "My Love, I will show you
things that I'm sure humans have never dreamed of.  You may not survive the
night."

   Sheridan smiled.  "I'm looking forward to it.  Hell, I might even show
you a thing or two." Secretly, he hoped that Minbari sex did not involve
some sort of boring ritual that would take hours and hours to get through
before he could get down to business.

   By the time they reached his quarters, Sheridan had a hard-on that would
cut diamonds.  *God!* he thought.  *I don't remember ever wanting anything
this bad.  I've never gone this crazy over pussy, even when I was a horny
teenager!* He grabbed Delenn and kissed her roughly, trying to choke her
with his tounge while trying to open his door.

   Finally, the door hissed open, allowing them entry.  Sheridan unlocked
his lips from Delenn's just long enough to pick her up and carry her across
the threshold of the doorway.  "Whoo!" Delenn said as he whisked her off
her feet.  She was now becoming concious of the heat and dampness building
in her pussy.  She had never been this excited, sexually, in her life.  No
Minbari male had ever gotten her going like *this* before!  Although she
had only had two sexual partners before, she knew how to make a cock stand
up and salute.  Human males were not so much different than Minbari.  She
was confident that she could satisfy John just as easily as she had the
other two now-meaningless males in her life.

   She felt his lips press against hers once again as they crossed the dark
living area to the bedroom.  "I love you," he breathed as he laid her down
on the bed.  She smiled up at him.

   "And I you," she said.  She thought about mentioning the Roan 'ta ritual
to him, but thought better of it as he began stripping out of his uniform.
*I can't wait that long,* she thought when she saw his exposed chest.

   Sheridan looked down at Delenn's heaving chest and immediately started
tearing at the cloth covering it.  After exposing one breast, he took it in
his mouth and began slurping and sucking and nibbling the dime-sized nipple
atop the perfectly shaped mound of flesh.  To his suprise, a sweet, warm
fluid seeped into his mouth as he suckled her tit.

   "Mmmmm," he breathed, drinking a few mouthfulls of the Minbari milk as
he finished pulling off his uniform.

   Deleen looked down at Sheridan's cock poking through his underwear and
gasped.

   *I CAN'T!* she thought as she stared at the humongous cock trying to
burst through John's briefs.  No Minbari cock was so huge!  He might tear
her apart!

   But, she knew she would enjoy it.

   She watched as he turned around and removed his underwear, exposing his
small, hairy, human buttocks.  "Mmmmm," she said, undoing the clasps of her
dress, exposing her body completely to this human that so entralled her. 
She resisted the urge to reach out and grab his left buttcheek.  *Oh, why
not,* she thought, reaching out with her left hand and squeezing one of his
buttocks.  She gently gripped him this way and turned him around to face
her.

   Eight and a half inches of human male meat was staring her in the face.

   "Oh, my," she breathed.  "John, I..."

   "Please," he said.  "Take it in your mouth."

   Oral sex was not unknown among the Minbari, but the Religious Caste did
not practice it.  She had never sucked a cock before.

   Grasping his cock by the base, she tentatively touched her tounge to the
tip, tasting the pre-cum oozing from the tiny hole in its head.  The salty
taste was not unpleasant, so she took the rest of the tip into her mouth
while grasping both of his ass cheeks and pulling him forward.

   "Awhhhh," he breathed, pushing more of is cock into her mouth.

   She instinctively pulled back as he thrust forward, trying not to choke
on his huge cock.

   She felt him relax, then she took control.

   Holding his hips steady, she began a slow, steady rhythm, sliding her
mouth up and down the shaft of his cock.  She felt his hands grasp the back
of her head as she built the pace.

   John Sheridan could remember better blowjobs, but he had never wanted
one from anyone like he wanted one from his sweet Delenn.  She was perfect.
No other woman had ever made him feel this way, sexually or otherwise.

   He stroked her hair and thought of her eyes.  God, her eyes!  She is so
perfect.  Physically.  Mentally.  Spiritually.  My Soul Mate.

   "Oh, Delenn," he breathed, trying to ram more cock down her throat.

   She felt a spasming in his cock and butt as she sucked, and realized
what was about to happen, so she redoubled her efforts.  Sucking furiously,
she took as much of his cock into her throat as possible, working her
tounge around and around the shaft as he thrust into her mouth.

   "AAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGHGHGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he yelled as he came
in her throat.  His cock spasmed and jerked madly as he went into the
throes of orgasm.

   Delenn felt the hot fluid begin to spurt from his cock and pulled off
for just a second to watch his cock shoot a couple of times before taking
it back into her mouth and attempting to swallow the rest.  The warm, salty
fluid trickled down her throat and nearly gagged her, but the squirting
subsided after a few more spasms.

   Sheridan pulled his now-supersensitive cock away from Delenn's lips and
looked down at her.

   "Your turn," he said, smiling.

   She couldn't wait.



  
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   Well, that's part 4.  I know it's somewhat of a tease, but your perverse
curiosity will be satisfied in pt.  5.  How about some feedback this time,
people!  Let me know what you think.  I've gone through a lot of trouble to
make this story more romantic for you females out there, so let me kow how
you like it!  I'll post pt.  5 in a couple of days, so brace yourselves. 
It's a doosey!

   Thanks for the feedback,

   Captain Darwin







  
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###### Babylon Fuck

   Pt.  5

   Delenn slurped up the last of John Sheridan's goo, happily smacking her
lips and smiling.  She watched John's face as he finished his orgasm.  He
*was* pleased!  She was happy that she could provide such pleasure to her
beloved Captain.

   But, could she actually have intercourse with him?  No Minbari cock was
so huge.  She had seen pictures and videos of well-hung Minbari men, their
huge cocks sticking out a good 5 inches.  That would be enough to cause
pain and possible injury to the soft, sensitve vaginal cavity of the
Minbari female.  What could she do with *this* thing?

   She realized that she was masturbating, sliding the middle finger of her
left hand up and down between her dripping labia.  Sheridan looked down at
the bald treasure between her legs and smiled.

   "Mmmmm," he said, stroking his now-soft cock.  "I want to taste you. 
Just lay back, relax, and think beutiful thoughts."

   Delenn did as instructed, but all she could think about was John's huge,
beautiful cock, filling her completely, tearing her apart.

   Sheridan got down on his knees and opened her legs.  *God,* he thought.
*It's a virgin pussy.  If I fuck _that_, I'll hurt her.*

   He pulled her outer labia apart, exposing her vagina.  Where was her
clit?  He had no magic button to push.  *Oh, well,* he thought as he dove
in.

   As soon as his tongue came in contact with Delenn's pussy, she shrieked,
grabbed his head with both hands and pulled his face as far into her as
possible.  He almost couldn't breathe, but he kept licking and sucking on
her tiny pussy, figuring that her entire vagina was as sensitve as a human
female's clitoris.

   He felt her hips begin to push upward, forcing his tongue deeper into
her.  "Oh, John!" she yelled.  "I-I-I..."

   Delenn had felt the orgasm coming, building up amazingly fast as John
licked and sucked on her pussy.  She had never felt anything so wonderful!
His magical toungue was going to get her off in record time.

   She began working her hips up and down against John's face, unable to
control her body any longer.  With a last flick of his tongue, she came.

   Her body went completely rigid as wave after wave of pure pleasure
ripped through her entire body, starting between her legs and blossoming
outward like a fireball.  She nearly lost conciousness, but was aware that
John was still eating her.

   Another orgasm ripped through her just as she began coming down from the
first one.  Then another.  And another.

   She couldn't stop cumming.

   "I-," she squeaked.  "I- oh, ahh, ummmmnnnmmmm..."

   Sheridan was sure that he was drowning.  Delenn's pussy juice was
pouring and shooting out of her, going into his nose and throat in a
relentless deluge.  He tried to unlock her legs, which were gripping his
head like a vise, but only succeded in causing her to tighten her grip. 
God, she was strong!

   Because his head and her thighs were soaked with pussy juice, he was
able to turn his head slightly, finding an air-hole.  Lubricant, indeed!

   "Umph!" he managed to gurgle between chokes, hoping he would get her
attention.  He couldn't believe how easily he had caused her to come.  He
had only been eating her for three, maybe four minutes!  Were all Minbari
women this sensitive?  Perhaps she just wasn't used to this sort of sex. 
For that matter, was she used to any kind of sex at all?  He had never
asked her if she was a virgin.  When he felt her legs finally relax a
little, he tentatively eased his right forefinger into her dripping pussy,
probing for the Minbari equivalent to a hymen.

   Finding nothing, he withdrew his finger and stood up.  "Time for the
real thing, Delenn," he said softly.  "Are you ready?"

   She opened her eyes and looked at his huge cock hungrily.  Licking her
lips and shaking like a leaf, she nodded her head and made a gurgling
sound. She was slightly afraid of what that big hunk of meat would do to
her insides, but she didn't care.  She _wanted_ to be torn apart.  It
wasn't logical, but at the moment, she wasn't thinking logically.  She was
like some kind of animal in heat.  Never had she heard of a Minbari being
so overcome with sexual desire that he or she couln't even think or reason.
But she was now totally beyond those concepts.

   "Do it," she breathed.

   Sheridan smiled as he knelt in front of her, pulling her legs up and
apart, exposing her little bald pussy.  God, was it beutiful!  But so tiny
and virginal.

   Leaning over her, he looked into her eyes for a long moment before
kissing her.  Tasting her own juices on his lips only turned her on even
more, so she reached down and guided the tip of his cock to the little
opening of her drooling vagina.

   He thought about just easing his meat into her slowly, letting her pussy
get used to his oversized meat before really pounding her.  But the way she
was looking at him and his raging hard-on made him think better of it.

   He took the plunge, not really drilling her, but not exactly taking his
time, either.

   At his first stroke, Delenn screamed.

   Sheridan didn't know if he was hurting her or if she was simply enjoying
this.  He knew _he_ was!  Her pussy was tight, _real_ tight, but it was
well lubricated and seemed to stretch to accomodate his cock as he entered
her.  After going in just a couple of inches, he pulled back for another
thrust, keeping an eye on her for signs of anguish.  The last thing he
wanted to do was hurt his sweet Delenn.

   But Delenn was in heaven.  She had thought that John would cause real
damage to her when he put that huge thing into her, but it felt wonderful.
She felt the walls of her pussy widening to accept him with a minimum of
fuss, secreting more lubricating fluid as he slid deeper and deeper into
her with each stroke.

   Sheridan was really getting into it now, pushing his cock almost
three-fourths of the way into her with each stroke.  He could feel her
cervix grabbing at its tip every time he thrust deep into her womb.  He
felt the familiar twitching and spasming associated with a
station-shattrering orgasm about to occur inside her, so he concentrated on
batting practice to quell his own building orgasm.

   But as soon as he thought of hitting the first ball out of the park, his
world exploded.  He could see Delenn's eyes looking into his just before
the explosion of light in his head.  Wave after wave of pure pleasure
wracked his body in long bursts, causing him to lose muscle control.  He
collapsed on top of her, moaning and squirming, his cock still buried deep
inside her quivering little pussy.

   Delenn wrapped her arms and legs tightly around him as he came, feeling
his hot semen pumping into her.

   "That is my gift to you, my love," she whispered into his ear.  She knew
he probably could not hear her, but at the moment it didn't matter.  Her
own orgasm was ripping through her as she concentrated on the Uran 'Tah,
the Transference.

   Every bit of pleasure she felt, was being given to John tenfold, the
pleasure center of his brain being directly stimulated by her special
abilities.  The more she came, the more he came.

   Through the force of her own will, she was able to make herself come
over and over again, squeezing Sheridan's softening cock with her spasming
vaginal muscles.  Never had she felt this way.  The sex act was meant too
be pleasurable, but this was the most incredible thing she had ever
experienced!  But finally, her energy ran out, and she stopped coming.  She
felt Sheridan's now-unconcious form suddenly relax, falling on top of her.

   The door to Sheridan's quarters suddenly hissed open.

   "Hello, Delenn," the dark form said.

   "Lennier!" Delenn shrieked.  She saw that he was holding a Quan 'Pal
cerimonial dagger of the Warrior Caste.

   He was also grinning.











   
