Melinoe Ch. 01-05 - Sex Stories

Melinoe Ch. 01-05

... comms array and it was toast.

Max knew this ship had a very advanced comms array to communicate highly encrypted burst transmissions. It was what the ship was designed for: intelligence gathering. The Int Ops department of the TFN was a series of compartmentalized units that shared resources within the department. Max didn't have firsthand knowledge of the intelligence missions, but this ship was designed with a flexible role in mind, long range infiltration/exfiltration, force reconnaissance, and intelligence gathering.

Max stood up and stretched, her neck and back making some truly impressive noises after dealing with the slow and tedious steps required to repair the comm's interface. She was tired, she'd had a little dinner just a few hours ago so she took a nice hot shower and crawled into her bed, heh, her bed, the captain's berth, heh...

Joon kissed her cheek, Max could feel her breath, so she opened her eyes and the smiling face of her tiny wife was hovering over her, delicious pink nipples adorning magnificent breasts. Max took one of those nipples into her mouth, swirling her tongue across it, sounds of Joon's joy encapsulated in her moans and panting breaths.

Then Agatha jumped up on the bed with a purring meow, chirrup. Max couldn't imagine a more complete feeling of love and comfort, safety, and support.

Max woke up refreshed and full of energy, she couldn't remember ever feeling that way on mission. Hopping up out of bed, she began stretching out ...

... and limbering up for her kata. After a light breakfast Max actually started humming one of Joon's songs as she dove back into the comms repairs.

Sitting up many hours later, she was pleased with her progress. For some reason, Max decided to walk around the ship, visiting every cabin and quarters, finally ending up in the cargo bay and standing in front of the odd container.

Max stopped. stepped back a step, a little confused. "Why did I come down here?" Max crouched down, studying the life signs on the readouts built into the container. Blinking at the readouts, Max stood, turned around and left, wondering what that was all about.

The work on the Comms were coming along smoothly and she felt confident she could repair it. Max glanced at the sensor display, "You're next" nodding to herself.

Eating another meal that left much to the imagination, Max contemplated the sensor display on the bridge, the idea of traveling without them was frightening. The huge chunk missing meant she really couldn't use what was there, she would have to use the coms desk in the cabin to "see " what was out there. Then walk out to the bridge to make the adjustments to course.

Another delightful hot rinse later, Max stretched out nude in the bed as wistful thoughts of Joon played through her mind. Joon's soft full lips and gentle caress; Max rolled over on her tummy reaching down with long fingers as she leveled her pubic mound into her palm and gently teased her vulva while grinding ...