It was a privilege to work onboard the Normandy, even if it was built by Cerberus. But serving under the great Commander Shepard, that was something else. And he kept interesting company.
Not that you’d be that familiar. Your job was to monitor the engine room. You paced the chambers and entered one of the dark alcoves, a secluded corner where the control pad to maintenance was stationed. All you had to do was check the readings and report back to your superior. However, your tasks were side-tracked when the door shut behind you, leaving you in the dark alcove with a hint of illumination from the panels. Just enough light to spy a figure stepping out of the corner to catch you by the waist.
“It’s about time you got here” a female voice whispered in your ear, her arms wrapped around you pressing her chest against your back. You could smell her expensive shampoo as her thick black hair brushed against your shoulder. “I’ve been waiting so impatiently, commander” Miranda Lawson said, reaching up to run her fingers along your broad chest.
You realize she must’ve mistaken you for commander Shepard in the dark. There had been rumours floating around about how he liked to fraternize with his crew. You open your mouth to correct her mistake when she quickly spins you around and silences you with a powerful kiss that takes your breath away. This woman knows what she wants and wasn’t going to take no for an answer, kissing along your jaw and neck tearing your uniform apart before you could object. And every time you tried she either put a finger to your lips or muffled them with hers, whispering things about how she’d been warming herself up for “you”.
You both fell to the floor, or rather she pushed you to the ground, with Miranda falling on top of you straddling your hips. Sitting up to look down at you, all she saw was a shape in the darkness continuing to assume it was her lover. You were able to see a bit more of the tall raven haired biotic woman, her body genetically altered to perfection. With a seductive smile she unzipped her outfit, peeling it over her shoulders revealing her black bra and plump tits to you. You were amazed and stunned at how mesmerizing they were, deciding to seize the chance of a lifetime by sitting up to put your face between them. You knew she’ll murder you when she finds out it’s not Shepard motor boating her, but in your defence she started it.
“Yes Shepard!” Miranda moaned as you fondled and kissed her breasts, her bra snapping away in your hands. “They’ve been waiting just for you” she said, arching her back as you enjoyed her tits. After a minute she pushed you back down so she could unbuckle your pants, pulling you’re your growing erection licking her lips. “I trust this has been waiting just for me?” She asked, crawling down to wrap her mouth around your cock. You stifle a cry as she began sucking you off expertly. “Worth the wait I assure you” she cooed, lavishing you with her tongue as she gave you the blow job of a lifetime. You lay back against the floor groaning, realizing this was only the beginning.
Many orgasms later most of your clothes had been stripped off and discarded, leaving you and the woman mostly naked humping in the darkness as you thrust deep into her pussy wildly. She scratched at your back with each thrust, screaming Shepard’s name as she wrapped her legs around you. You didn’t care that she thought you were someone else, or about the consequences if you were caught. You got to fuck Miranda fricking Lawson. You made love to her until your dick hurt, her walls squeezing every last drop of cum out of your balls as she rode herself to bliss, smiling against your shoulder as you came together.
You were rudely interrupted when the door slides open, bathing you both in soft light from the corridor. Miranda’s face immediately turns from joy to horror when she sees your panicked face staring back at her, the two of you going pale as you look up to find Commander Shepard standing in the doorway looking down at you. He pauses for a moment crossing his arms, examining your sweat drenched faces and discarded uniforms while you try to think of an explanation. Even Miranda looked embarrassed.
“Well, I see you found my favourite spot on the ship” Shepard smirked, closing the door behind him as she came inside to join you.
It was a privilege to work onboard the Normandy, even if it was built by Cerberus. But serving under the great Commander Shepard, that was something else. And she kept interesting company.
Not that you’d be that familiar. Your job was to monitor the engine room. You paced the chambers and entered one of the dark alcoves, a secluded corner where the control pad to maintenance was stationed. All you had to do was check the readings and report back to your superior. However, your tasks were side-tracked when the door shut behind you, leaving you in the dark alcove with a hint of illumination from the panels. Just enough light to spy a figure stepping out of the corner to catch you by the waist.
“It’s about time you got here” a female voice whispered in your ear, her arms wrapped around you pressing her chest against your back. You could smell her expensive shampoo as her thick black hair brushed against your shoulder. “I’ve been waiting so impatiently, commander” Miranda Lawson said, reaching up to run her fingers along your boobs.
You realize she must’ve mistaken you for commander Shepard in the dark. There had been rumours floating around about how she liked to fraternize with her crew. You open your mouth to correct her mistake when she quickly spins you around and silences you with a powerful kiss that takes your breath away. This woman knows what she wants and wasn’t going to take no for an answer, kissing along your jaw and neck tearing your uniform apart before you could object. And every time you tried she either put a finger to your lips or muffled them with hers, whispering things about how she’d been warming herself up for “you”.
You both fell to the floor, or rather she pushed you to the ground, with Miranda falling on top of you straddling your hips. Sitting up to look down at you, all she saw was a shape in the darkness continuing to assume it was her lover. You were able to see a bit more of the tall raven haired biotic woman, her body genetically altered to perfection. With a seductive smile she unzipped her outfit, peeling it over her shoulders revealing her black bra and plump tits to you. You were amazed and stunned at how mesmerizing they were, deciding to seize the chance of a lifetime by sitting up to put your face between them. You knew she’ll murder you when she finds out it’s not Shepard motor boating her, but in your defence she started it.
“Yes Shepard!” Miranda moaned as you fondled and kissed her breasts, her bra snapping away in your hands. “They’ve been waiting just for you” she said, arching her back as you enjoyed her tits. After a minute she pushed you back down so she could unbuckle your pants, pulling your trousers down your thighs licking her lips. “I trust this has been waiting just for me?” She asked, crawling down to press her lips against your moist pussy. You stifle a cry as she began licking at you expertly. “Worth the wait I assure you” she cooed, lavishing you with her tongue as she gave you the performance of a lifetime. You lay back against the floor groaning, realizing this was only the beginning.
Many orgasms later, most of your clothes had been stripped off and discarded, leaving you and the woman mostly naked humping in the darkness as you ground against her pussy frantically. She scratched at your back and breasts with each rub, screaming Shepard’s name as she hooked her legs around you. You didn’t care that she thought you were someone else, or about the consequences if you were caught. You got to fuck Miranda fricking Lawson. You made love to her until your vagina exploded, squirting fluids all over her as she rode herself to bliss, smiling against your shoulder as you came together.
You were rudely interrupted when the door slides open, bathing you both in soft light from the corridor. Miranda’s face immediately turns from joy to horror when she sees your panicked face staring back at her, the two of you going pale as you look up to find Commander Shepard standing in the doorway looking down at you. She pauses for a moment crossing her arms, examining your sweat drenched faces and discarded uniforms while you try to think of an explanation. Even Miranda looked embarrassed.
“Well, I see you found my favourite spot on the ship” Shepard smirked, closing the door behind her as she came inside to join you.
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