Armistice Day
Characters: John Shepard, Ashley Williams.
Location: "SSV Normandy."
- Hey, Skipper. Would you like a drink? Special occasion.
Shepard tore himself away from the weapons list he was compiling for the ship's adjutant and looked up wearily. Ashley Williams, an Alliance sergeant, an experienced soldier, the captain's partner, and a beautiful twenty-five-year-old girl, stood beside him, a tall glass of brown liquid in each hand. Automatically, the captain held out his hand, and one of the glasses passed to him. It smelled of rum.
- What's the reason? - Shepard asked, somewhat puzzled.
- Today is Armistice Day, the end of the First Contact War. It's always celebrated in my family. Since I'm the only Williams on board, I thought I'd ask you.
The Captain just hummed.
- I'm hardly the most important patriot on board.
The girl smiled.
- Maybe not. Maybe I just want to have a drink with you. Have you thought about that?
The last time Shepard had drunk with the girl, she'd nearly passed out from the two orgasms she'd had, so now the captain's lips curved into a smile. The memory of his sex with Emily Wong was still too vivid for the captain not to think about it. Besides, it had only been four days since his encounter with the journalist at the hotel, during which time the captain and his Normandy had traveled to almost another part of the galaxy.
They were now on their way to Feros, a planet whose colony had lost contact with them and where Geth activity had been detected. And with the Geth following Saren wherever he went, Shepard would have to see if the fugitive Spectre was connected to all of this. They still had about three hours before they entered the planet's orbit, which John planned to spend fully immersed in his duties: making a list of necessary weapons, checking ammunition and grenades, and ordering a few new modifications for the battle group's spacesuits. But when a pretty young girl comes up to him and invites him in for a drink, everything takes a back seat.
- Don't tell me you don't know about my family. My superiors always asked about it. It's not in my personnel file?
The girl sat down on the edge of the armory table, took a sip from her glass and licked her lips, obviously enjoying the taste of the alcoholic beverage. Lips...
To tell the truth, whenever Shepard looked at Ashley, his gaze always stopped at her lips. Sensual, full lips, so uniquely sexy. All logical and rational thoughts vanished from his mind and John had to pull himself together not to think about how much pleasure he would have gotten if those lips had been around his erect cock. And now his vulgar thoughts had caused his pants to become very small in the groin area. It couldn't be said that Shepard was embarrassed by his excitement, though. Quite the opposite. And when Ashley's eyes fell on the bulge in his pants, John wasn't embarrassed at all. But the Sergeant's reaction was a little different than the Spectre had expected.
- Do you get so excited when you talk about the military, Skipper? - Ashley asked, startling the captain. He had expected the girl to be embarrassed or, on the contrary, to hurry away, but Williams was clearly amused by the situation. But it was unclear whether the rum was the reason or not. In any case, he had to take matters into his own hands - not enough for the sergeant to think that Shepard didn't know how to behave.
- I'm more turned on by your mouth, Williams. No matter what words come out of it.
The girl's eyes widened in surprise - she hadn't expected such a revelation from the captain. However, no negative emotions appeared on the beauty's face - she just took a sip of rum and giggled. It seemed that the alcohol was making her head spin too fast.
- Smacks of insubordination, Skipper, don't you think?
"I don't think so," Shepard thought, although the girl was undoubtedly right. Non-uniformed relationships between Alliance personnel were forbidden, and even orders from the ship's commander could not violate the military code.
- Tell him about the insubordination.
Shepard's hand caught Ashley's free hand rather roughly, and then the captain unceremoniously placed it on his cock. But even such an unceremonious action made Ashley laugh.
- Captain, this is ridiculous. We're in the hold, it's full of people.
Indeed, Wrex was a few meters away, back to Ashley and John, and the adjutant in charge of supplies in another part of the hold seemed to have a few men with him. Shepard wasn't expecting anything serious, though; he just wanted to wipe that drunken smile off Williams' face.
- So? You got a problem with that, Williams? You embarrass yourself like a little girl.
- You can't put me out of my mind, Captain, - the girl shook her head and finished the rest of the rum in her glass. Shepard set his own down on the table without tasting it.
- Piss you off? That's not the point. It's just that since you're the cause of this...
The buckle was released with a simple flick of the wrist. His pants immediately slid down to his knees and the captain's half-erect organ emerged from his briefs. Even the alcohol that had been talking in Ashley's head had faded into the background.
- Shepard! - She called softly, obviously afraid that Wrex and Alliance employees would turn around and see them.
- If you caused this, - Shepard repeated, putting Ashley's hand back on his dick. - You're the one who has to deal with it.
- Right here?! - Ashley whispered indignantly. - I don't know who you think I am, Captain, but I'm not going to do this.
- I'm sure you do. He grabbed the girl's other arm roughly and pulled her behind a nearby crate. The crate was almost as tall as a man and hid both of them from view.
- So? - Ashley asked demandingly. - Are you really going to force me to blow you?
- Don't you want to? - Shepard realized the absurdity, the pointlessness, the danger, the sheer idiocy of it all, but he wasn't used to backing down even in such dead-end situations. Instead of giving up, the Spectre just grinned lustfully and looked Ashley straight in the angry eyes. He had a thousand reasons not to do what he was about to do, and only one reason to do it: Williams' hand began to gently stroke the captain's cock. The girl probably didn't realize what she was doing until Shepard's cock, which was large even in its half-erect state, had finally hardened.
- Wow... - the girl's eyes dropped, saw the result of her hand's work and widened in amazement.
- What the hell is this? - Ashley didn't hesitate to say. The captain's huge organ barely fit in her hand, which she was still stroking up and down.
- Do you see what you're doing? - Shepard said, breathing heavily. - How can you do this to a superior officer?
The girl's eyes could barely tear themselves away from the sight of John's cock. But instead of the anger and rage the Captain had expected to see in them, Shepard only met the same lustful fire he had seen in the eyes of journalist Emily Wong four days ago. It meant the main thing - the fall of that invisible barrier, the foundation of which was the statutes, rules, regulations and decency that Ashley was not paying attention to at that moment. She dropped to her knees rather abruptly, placed the empty glass of rum on the floor, looked the captain straight in the eye, sneered, and embraced his cock with her charmingly plump lips.
- Holy shit, Captain...
Shepard had expected it to be incomparable, but he hadn't expected Ashley to be so enthusiastic about it. As if breaking that moral barrier, the girl decided she wasn't going to waste a moment of the limited time she had to enjoy that huge cock. Her lips slid up and down the shaft, actively wetting Shepard's cock with saliva. It dripped down onto John's balls, which Williams cupped with both hands. With each movement of her head, more and more of his cock disappeared into Ashley's lips. Soon the captain felt the throbbing head of his organ resting against the girl's throat, but she didn't stop, swallowing Shepard's cock deeper with each movement. Finally, she pulled away and looked back at the captain. Her eyes were filled with tears, a long trail of saliva from her lower lip reached for the head of his cock, and her shoulders heaved and slumped in time with her labored breathing.
- I want to look at you, - Shepard said. His hand reached for the clasp of Ashley's uniform, but she slapped his hand and began to remove the uniform shirt herself. After the shirt, the bra fell to the metal floor. It only took a few seconds, but they were definitely worth it - Ashley's breasts were very nice, sexy and round, with small dark brown nipples that the Captain wanted to put in his mouth and fondle with his tongue.
Shepard was about to lift the girl to her feet to sink his lips into her breasts, but Ashley swallowed his cock again, deeper than anyone had ever done before. Eight inches of the captain's organ disappeared into her mouth, causing John to lean back against the box, close his eyes and whisper:
- Yeah, baby.
Williams didn't even think about stopping. She pulled back for a breath of air and slid her throat back onto Shepard's sweet tool. There was a distinctive guttural sound, and at the same moment, the voice of one of the employees, quite close.
- Sergeant Williams, are you there?
It was unlikely that the employee would look behind the drawer, but Ashley suddenly pulled away from Shepard's cock and reached for his clothes. The captain tried to intercept the girl's hands, but she pushed him away surprisingly forcefully.
- Yeah, just a second, - she said, trying to get her shirt on quickly. - I'll be right there.
- Are we really going to end it there? - Shepard was still standing behind the drawer with an erect twelve-inch dick. He looked stupid now and he knew it. But it was hard to accept that the sweet feeling could be gone so suddenly. Ashley pushed the captain into his chest, put a finger to her lips that had been around John's cock seconds before, and, fixing her hair, stepped out from behind the box, leaving an aroused Shepard alone.
- Yes, Private? - came the girl's voice.
- Sarge, the list of ammo upgrades you ordered came in. Some of the supplies we won't be able to get in time, so, uh...
- I'll redo the list, thanks, Private.
The clerk's footsteps echoed, and then Ashley returned. But with one glance at her, Shepard realized that the fun was not going to continue today.
- Do you see what I mean now? - Ashley whispered angrily. Her fist slammed into Shepard's chest.
- We'll just have to find a better place,- the captain said, trying to keep his dignity in his pants. - How about my quarters...?
- No, Shepard,- Ashley crossed her arms over her chest, then noticed the bra still lying on the floor that she hadn't had time to put on and picked it up.
- You can't fuck me like an Azarian girl. If you want easy sex, go to T'Soni. She's had her eye on you for a long time.
Ashley walked away, leaving the Captain alone with his thoughts.
But they were not as interesting as the ones swirling in Rex's head now. The Krogan mercenary stood in another corner of the hold, watching with interest as Williams put her bra in her pocket, and then as Shepard stepped out from behind the crate and headed for the elevator.
- Well, Williams, - Wrex said quietly, speaking only to himself. - They say you don't like aliens very much... But let's see if you can say no to a real dick.
This story was taken from one these sites, check them out to find more sex stories:
https://social.batalp.com/post/5513_xxzxz.html
https://bassclub.ru/forum/topic/125217-kak-otremontirovat-magnitolu/
https://basenotes.com/community/threads/hello-community.543950/