Old Flames

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Ménage à Trill

Bashir sighed as he quickened his pace. He had finally convinced O'Brien that he would not have let the level of naughtiness increase in the professional workplace. It did little to convince his friend but he still appeared shocked by the fact Bashir had a woman totally engrossed with him in a sexual way. The shy and quiet doctor did not seem the type to attract that kind of attention. Bashir could feel his blood pulse through him as he hurried to his quarters to meet Krisanna there for some all night fun. Walking through his door, he stopped in his tracks to find another person in the living room with Krisanna.

"Julian, you didn't tell me you know Dax!" Krisanna exclaimed as both she and Jadzia Dax turned to see him when he entered the room.

The two women were seated on one of his couches, Krisanna still clad in her earlier apparel and Dax in a short purple dress that showed off her spotted neck and legs. She sat with her legs crossed and pointed toward Krisanna who had curled her legs up on the couch in front of her but was definitely leaning suspiciously close to Dax. The Trill's fingers lightly touched Krisanna's exposed knee and leg as they had seemed to be doing throughout most of the conversation the two women had been involved in.

"You... two know each other?" he said hesitantly walking toward them.

"Yes, sort of," she giggled in reply, a wide grin across her face. "I knew Dax when she was Curzon. We had an interesting time once at a Klingon Festival discussing ancient bat'leth's over bloodwine."

"We got very drunk that day," Dax added on with a laugh and then added on with an almost sad reminiscing tone. "But it was a great time."

"I ran into her on my way back here and we've been catching up on old times," Krisanna said explaining their being found together.

"Sounds lovely," he replied, still surprised with finding his former flame and his former crush together. "I am going to change into something... more comfortable."

Bashir rushed into his bedroom and pulled out some informal clothing and began to change. He still had the image of Dax and Krisanna burned into his mind and could not remove it from in front of his eyes. The two attractive women together would be almost too much for him to handle. However, he had the feeling that Curzon, the Dax symbiont’s former host, had a more intimate friendship than it seemed with Krisanna, especially considering the body language present in Dax.

As he came back into the living room, he felt his mouth drop open and his eyes grow wide. Dax and Krisanna were locked in an embrace in the midst of a passionate kiss. Dax was pressing herself aggressively onto Krisanna with one hand creeping up her inner thigh closing in on the uncovered depths inside. Krisanna was letting herself be held in Dax’s other arm and her own hands running through Dax's dark brown hair.

The pair did not seem to notice Bashir’s return and when he finally regained some composure, he found himself incredibly stiff just from watching the two women touch each other. He quietly walked around the couch and sat in a chair against the wall to watch their movements without disturbing them.

Dax’s hand finally came into contact with Krisanna’s clit hidden beneath her skirt. A low moan escaped her mouth into s ass as the slim fingers tickled the skin outside of Krisanna's entrance. Her body rocked toward Dax and she held herself closer to the Trill in impatient anticipation for more. Dax thrust her fingers harder into Krisanna, forcing a short aroused squeal. Their tongue’s battled together in a continual war for dominance despite it obviously being in Dax’s control with the way she was exciting Krisanna.

One of Krisanna’s hands drifted down Dax’s neck and eventually over to the strap on the shoulder holding the dress up. She snuck her fingers under the cloth and slowly slid it down Dax’s shoulder and arm. To remove the dress more, Krisanna tugged at the material, forcing it downward. The dress slid off and freed one of Dax’s breasts which Krisanna captured greedily in her mouth. She let her tongue slide around in a circular motion over Dax’s nipple as she brought one arm around Dax’s back to press her closer. The Trill gasped loudly at the surprising twist of events as well as the twisting of her nipple in the grasp of Krisanna’s teeth.

Bashir in the meantime had become extremely overwhelmed by the foreplay occurring in front of him and had decided to take matters into his own hands. He had removed his hard and stiff erection from his pants and was stroking in the same succession as Dax’s hand movements in Krisanna. The undressing of Dax was getting him near the edge, he had always dreamed of seeing the Trill naked and in his quarters. He never thought it would have come true like this. He moaned to himself as his fingers drifted over the sensitive spot on his shaft. Opening his eyes, he noticed the two women looking his way having heard his low moan. Dax’s hand had raised Krisanna’s skirt up over her hips, leaving her bare rump exposed, and Krisanna’s hand rested upon Dax’s breast. An excited and evil glint sparkled in both their eyes.

“I think we’re leaving somebody out,” Krisanna said as a smile spread across her lips.

“Do you think you can handle the both of us, Julian?” Dax asked breathlessly.

“I think you both would find me unbearably stimulating and irresistible,” he replied standing and coming toward them, not bothering to tuck his erection back in his pants as it pointed toward the women asking for them to take it.

When he came close enough, Krisanna undid his pants and pulled them off of him. She grabbed his shaft and quickly took it into her mouth, sucking deeply and hard. Bashir could feel the pressure intensify and he held one hand around her head to keep her in place. Dax stood and slowly began to remove her clothing in front of Bashir, letting his eyes take in every curve of exposed skin. She came to his side and he wrapped his free arm around her naked waist, pulling her against himself. She began to unbutton the shirt he had just recently changed into and pulled it off of him as she suckled his neck.

Dax ran her fingers over his chest and then up his neck to his chin to turn his face to hers, making their lips meet in a deep kiss. He let his hand wander downward and squeeze the tight curve of Dax’s bottom in his hand. Krisanna’s tongue flicked his sensitive tip and Bashir moaned deeply, feeling his eyes roll back momentarily. She felt his erection twitch within her mouth and she repeated the lick with henguengue but drawing out the sensation for him. He gasped short of breath for a moment, feeling himself near the edge. She continued repeating the movement as Dax began to lick his ear and breathe deeply into it, eliciting another groan from Bashir. He released finally at the height of the sensation and he felt himself sucked dry by Krisanna’s mouth.

The two women sighed happily at their success and began to move as to make him sit upon the couch.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he asked mischievously. “I’m ready to take you both.”

The two women traded excited glances and then turned back to him. He took both of them, one on each arm, to his bedroom. Once there, he led Dax to sit on his bed but left Krisanna standing next to him.

He placed his hands on Krisanna’s hips and began to pull down her bunched skirt, leaving her lower body completely exposed. He had already become hard again when he had led them into his bedroom and now he felt himself pulse, more ready than ever. He pressed his length against Krisanna’s stomach as he pulled her closer. He kissed her deeply, tasting the lasting flavor of his seed upon her lips. He slowly unzipped her green shirt and pulled it off her arms, making her fully naked in his arms. He then spun her around, bent her over and entered her wet folds from behind. He pulled her body back up straight, one hand across her stomach and another squeezing a breast as he thrust shallowly into her. He began to lick and suck her neck, transitioning between the two for different movements he made into her.

Dax watched intently from the side of the bed, her fingers playing along her own clit as she watched Bashir thrust. Her other hand played with her breasts, twisting and pinching her own nipple simulating what he did with Krisanna’s. She breathed loudly in long, soft moans that only made Bashir move faster in and out of Krisanna. Dax stopped and stood to walk over to her companions.

Dax pressed herself against the front of Krisanna’s body, taking Krisanna’s other breast in her hand as she brought one hand down to her wet nether regions. Dax began to rub and twist Krisanna’s clit as Bashir continually thrust into her. In succession with her hand at Krisanna’s clit, Dax began to squeeze and pinch the nipple to the breast she had in hand. Krisanna began to fall limp in Bashir’s grip as she began to lose control from all the sensations she was receiving but he held onto her tight, keeping her upright. Dax began to suck on the breast she had been teasing; sucking the nipple so hard it was painful. Krisanna cried out from the overwhelming sexual vibrations running through her entire body, finally reaching her own peak.

Bashir smiled triumphantly, then removed Krisanna from his still hard length and laid her on the bed. He then turned to Dax, his eyes gleaming with desire as his eyes drank in every drop of her sensual form. He backed her up to the side of the bed, forcing her to lie on her back across the sheets. He pulled her legs apart and thrust hard and fast into her without hesitation. She moaned, throwing her head about wildly.

He held her on him as he moved onto the bed in a kneeling position. Dax wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck to hold on as he thrust violently into her. He slowed after a moment when he realized Krisanna had come up behind Dax. She knelt behind the Trill and brought both hands around her, taking a breast in each one. Dax moaned and threw back her head where it was supported by Krisanna’s shoulder. Krisanna started kissing along Dax’s shoulders as Bashir continued to thrust into Dax’s channels. She followed the spots up Dax’s neck, across the side of her face and back down again.

Bashir brought his palm down to in between Dax’s legs and pressed downward so that her clit and skin would rub perfectly with each stroke he took in her. She moaned long and loud but led into a scream as Krisanna intensified the feelings by squeezing Dax’s mounds roughly. Bashir felt Dax convulse as she cummed around his length. With a throaty groan from deep inside, he thrust deeply and hard on his last stroke and released himself into her. Dax collapsed upon him, her body limp.

When she finally came to her senses, she was grinning lazily through strands of disheveled hair at him. He held onto her as he shuffled both of them, he still within her, and lay down on their sides. Krisanna positioned herself behind Bashir, her arm draped over his hip, one leg stuck between his, and her breasts pressed against his back. He pulled the bedcover over the three of them together and pulled Dax closer to his body so the three of them would remain closely linked.

The two women snuggled closely to Bashir, Krisanna’s face in the nape of his neck and Dax nose to nose with him, and sighed together, satisfied and tired from their experience. Both felt their eyes drifting closed into sleep when Bashir finally spoke.

“Are you two ready to go again?” he whispered, a impish smile on his face.


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