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And now, another "What happened later...."
from the annals of Star Trek.....
What REALLY happened in Janice Rand's cabin
during "The Enemy Within."
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Walking back to her cabin after leaving SickBay, Janice Rand began
having second thoughts about what had happened.  She'd been mad about
what Jim Kirk had done; and unprepared.  Only just now knowing he'd 
been divided into two people, like the separation of Yin and Yang;
she'd been surprised by her captain's actions.  She always knew he
had a deep desire for her; but his control had always been...well,
that was a fair piece of who Jim Kirk was, after all.  But now...

As the door to her quarters squeaked closed behind her, she laid
down on her bed to reflect for a few moments.  His commanding 
presence...all his inhibitions...let loose like a tiger from its
cage.  She thought about the possibilities...maybe just one chance....
AND, she mused, as long as his dark and good sides were separated;
the dark side might come after her again.  She knew the good side 
wouldn't.  Then, again, maybe he would; but that side was be all 
"I love you, Janice..." That wouldn't do for a fling, and she'd 
been wanting to be flung for a while, now.  If the captain hadn't
been quite so drunk or aggressive before.....well, maybe...

Just wanting to lay low for a while, to wait and see what 
transpired on the ship as the hunt continued for the Captain's
dark half, she decided to sleep for a while.  She stripped out
of her uniform dress.  Rand loved to sleep in the buff.  She hated
being so prim and proper all the time, and the hairstyle that took
her so long to do before going on duty....

As Janice began to drift in the zone between wakefulness and sleep,
her thoughts returned to Kirk and what he might be like in bed.
His hard body..the time or two she'd seen him with his shirt off,
it'd been soo harrrrd to act like 'situation normal."  Half the 
crewmen left her alone, knowing somewhere that the Captain had his
designs on her; and if they got her into trouble, there would be
HELL to pay.  So, Janice was, like so many others, wishing they
didn't spend so much time in deep space, far from where she could
lose herself in a party scene for a day or two.    

As Janice dreamed, she found herself dreaming of Kirk.  His reputation
with the ladies. She'd several times before, in various starbase clubs,
overheard Dr. McCoy tell a lovely blonde "My friends all look like 
doctors.  Jim's ALL look like you."  How she wanted to be one of them.
In her dreams, SHE was the one he took strolling through the ship's
arboretum.  There, they'd screw their brains out among the earth flora.
She began masturbating in her sleep as she dreamed of Jim sucking on 
her clit while she orgasmed again and again and again.  Then, when she
we overloaded on pleasure, he'd have his way with her, filling her every
orifice over and over, filling her with his hot cream.  When she 
later woke, she remembered every detail of the dream, and wondered how
many times she'd come in her sleep, it had to have been at least twice.

Sometime the next morning, many hours after she'd scratched him, Kirk
came to her quarters during Security Alert to explain what he (meaning
his dark side) had done, and why.  He'd tried to make like he was 
the Kirk in white; but she knew by his unmistakeable command presence
that this was his dark side.  He was very self-controlled, completely
in command.  As he turned to go,she knew it was now or never.   
She spoke.

"Captain, please; don't go."  "Well, I'm sure I can spare a FEW minutes
especially for you...Janice."  "Captain...I know I shouldn't be doing this...
but I've GOT to tell you something.  There might never be another time
like this."  Warily, she approached him.  "Captain...Jim...don't tell me
if I'm wrong or not...but I can tell which one you are.  I know you to
well.  I want something we can never have when you're just one man.  
Something the other half is just to decent to do.  Just once..while you
are...YOU..." she wrapped her arms around him... "I want you.  I want to
be with you.  I want to feel you inside me.  Your hard body..everywhere
I can take you...I need you..Oh, hell, come on and fuck me, Jim Kirk!
Just once, let's have what we'll never be able to have again.  Take me
to bed and fuck the shit out of me!" What could he say? With a wicked
smile, he led her to the bed and began to heatedly remove her uniform.
"Captain...please..carefully..quietly.  Do you want them to know where
you are? Fuck me good; but don't get me howling like a banshee.  They'll
hear!" "Remind me to get this ship's quartering spaces soundproofed 
during our next refit!" 

Janice ripped his shirt off.  Ohhh..there was that rippled, muscular
chest..soo smooth.  She got her fingers in his waistband and pulled.
There it was, the Jim Kirk all the other blondes knew, sticking out
nearly ten inches.  How glorious it looked.  She had to taste it.
"Ohhh...Captain..."  she began to lick his hardness up and down, then
taking him deeply into her mouth and sucking him like a hungry baby.
Sensing when he was close to coming, she stopped.  "Don't come yet,
Ca...JIm.."  She got up and laid down on the bed, getting into the
one position he'd dreamed of seeing her in.  She raised her legs 
and crossed them behind her head.  "Your turn, Sir!!"  He smiled as 
he got in the push up position ad the end of her bed, and hanging
half off of it, he buried his face in her crotch, heading right
for the sweet spot.  In moments, his tongue was tickling her clit
to a 'T'.  "Ohhhhh...Jiimmmm...oh, I knew you'd be this good....oh..
thatsit....yes..yes...Yes..Yes! Captain, stop, quickly, please!"
"What's wrong.  Nothing.  You're good.  TOO good.  If this is going
to work, we've got to be quiet as mice." She thought for a sscond.
"Get a pair of my hose from the drawer, Jim.  The top one.  Stuff
them in my mouth so I can't make any noise."  He did so obligingly.
Before he stuffed them in, she said, "then, please, sir...finish
what you started!!"  When her mouth was full, he filled his with
her clit, sucking it like a pro, which of course he was.  "Mmmmpphh!
Mmmph!mmmMMMMMMMMMMMMPH!MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!
!!!!MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
She felt like she'd exploded when her clit started max-popping 
as he thrashed it with his tongue.  When her spasming subsided, he 
climbed up her and straddled her.  She took the hose from her mouth.
"With all due respect, sir; uh-uh.  Just this once..I want to be on
top!" She got up and he laid down.  She straddled him and settled
herself into position.  She moaned with pleasure as his rod began
to infiltrate her vagina.  He tossed the hose at her playfully.
She smiled wickedly and stuffed them in.  Then, she gave in.
He was finally in her! After all the time she'd waited, she finally
had him right where she wanted him.  "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm."
She sank herself all the way down on his rigid fuck pole and began
to ride.  Harder and harder, she humped his glorious dickmeat up
and down, up and down.  He moved his hands to her rear end, and began
to thrust in time with her riding.  He stroked her g-spot with every 
delicious thrust.  For many minutes that seemed like hours she rode 
him harder and harder.  Sensing his closeness, she pulled all the way
off him.  As he looked at her with questioning eyes,she grinned evilly.
She moved forward slightly, wriggled the cheeks of her bum over his
hardness, and began to sit.  "Janice...ohhhh..that feels SOO good..
you nasty little whore you." "Shhhh.shshshsh...Jim...please..
they'll hear."  She sank down onto him, taking him deeper and deeper
up her ass.  Sploot.  She felt his dick meet the leading edge of
ever-present shit.  "Ohhhhhhh...pack my fudge, Jim...that's it..."
she stuffed her hose back in her mouth again as he continued to stuff
her poopchute.  She loved his fullness up her butt.  She began humping 
him like a madwoman, crazy with lust as she anally orgasmed.  She laid
down on his chest, took her hose out again, and said "Get on top of me;
but don't get out of me."  He knew just what to do.  Slowly moving himself
around 90 degrees, he lifted her leg up and moved under it.  Slowly, 
he eased her down until her head was on the pillow.  Then, he rotated
another 90 degrees to the right, rotating himself in her anus at the
same time.  "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she moaned, biting her
lip as hard as she could.  Now, he was in position to plow her dirt
road butt good.  He began to thrust into her again...harder...harder...
she stuffed her hose back in her mouth again...thinking what she wanted
to say so no one would hear. "Ohyeah...ohyeah!Harder! Harder! HARDER!
YES!YES!YES!YESYESYESYESYESYESYESYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!FUCKMEJIM!FUCKMYASS!
SCREWMEGOOD!FUCKMYSHITHOLE!PACKMYFUDGE!PACKITGOOD!PACKITTIGHT!OH!OH!
OOH!OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!OOOOYEAHOOOYEAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
OHHHH.....HEREITCOMES....IM..GONNA..COME..GONNA COME!COMEINMEJIMCOME
INME!BLOW!OOOOOHHHHHHHHEEEEEEERRRREEEEHHHEEEEEEEECOOOMMMMMMESSSSSSSS!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
She was biting her lip so hard to keep from crying out with pleasure,
she felt like she was going to swallow her hose before much longer.
Then, just when she thought she couldn't take another second,
she felt him exploding into her behind like an erupting volcano.
The rush she felt in her anus triggered a rush of her own, and her
clit blew once more as she soaked the bed with her own cum.  Sated
at long last, she collapsed on the wet sheet.  Somehow finding the
strength to roll over as he withdrew, she looked at his dirt covered
dick.  "You'd better let me clean that off."  She licked the cum
and shit off him, licking her lips at the taste.  As she finished
and wiped her mouth on her now dirty hose, he smiled.  "Janice...
this...was...even better than I'd dreamed.  I'm never going to
forget it...even when, sooner or later, I'm one again.  We probably
should never speak of it ever again; but at least we had now."
He finished dressing and gave her a parting wink as he left the room 
and went back to the way things had always been.  