Delta: Original
Chapter 1: Lee

Copyright© 2016 by Kris Me

Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 1: Lee - Delta: Best friends, Lee and Kyle have decided to go on the trip of a lifetime. They were signed aboard the Starship Fortune as crew, with 98 other souls to explore the Delta Pavonis Star System. This story explores the new friends they make, the loves they find, as well as unknown enemies they have to deal with as they settle a new land. (Warning: Contains descriptive gay sex)

Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Fa/Fa   Ma/Ma   Mult   Consensual   Romantic   NonConsensual   Rape   Magic   Gay   Lesbian   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Fiction   High Fantasy   Science Fiction   Space   Aliens   Cheating   Incest   Brother   Cousins   InLaws   Spanking   Torture   Swinging   Gang Bang   Group Sex   Interracial   First   Safe Sex   Oral Sex   Anal Sex   Masturbation   Petting   Sex Toys   Lactation   Pregnancy   Double Penetration   Analingus   Slow  

-- 04-01-2094 --

Lee Gillian brushed the stray, long, dark auburn curl back off her face.

She tucked the errant curl behind her right ear. She absently rubbed the ruby in the stud that was tucked under the top fold of her slightly pointed ear, as she checked for the final time that her port and the boxes were sealed and addressed. The decision on what to take on the voyage of her life had not been easy.

The number of personal possessions of each crew member had been limited. It wasn’t that they didn’t have space for more belongings; it was more to restrict the number of useless things one could bring. Lee shook her head in bewilderment at some of the stuff that her friends insisted were necessities.

“Stuff it,” she muttered. As long as she had her favourite books, the rest really didn’t matter to her way of thinking.

Lee had never considered herself a girly-girl. She rarely wore cosmetics, the latest fashion clothes or lots of jewellery, so she really didn’t need to take much else other than a few personal items and her tools, and they were already on the starship.

The Starship Fortune was the largest discovery vessel built to date. It was expected that its maiden voyage to the Delta Pavonis Star System and back, would take two years to complete. It was due to leave that evening, being Monday, the fourth day of January 2094.

The Fortune was docked at the Armstrong Space Station which orbited the Moon. Fortune was equipped with the latest replicator-recycler technology. Necessary items such as toiletries (soaps, toothpaste, brushes, shavers, deodorants, shampoos, make-up, etc.), towels and sheets, outer clothes, shoes, socks and underwear could be dialled-up from the replicator interfaces as required.

Since Lee mostly lived in her work jumpsuits or the regular exercise clothes when off duty, other personal toiletries and clothes were not required to her way of thinking. Her dirty clothes and used items could be placed in the recycle hoppers. You could go wash your personal clothes if you preferred not to wear recycled items, but it was faster and easier to dial-up new things when you needed them.

Lee looked at the two boxes of books. She knew her books were considered obsolete, but they were her one indulgence. She could download most of the books from the extensive library that was stored electronically aboard the ship. However, Lee’s grandmother had inspired a love of books in her at a young age. She loved the feel of the paper and flipping the pages as she read.

Lee, who was currently stationed on the Moon, moved the suitcase and boxes outside the dorm room, ready for pick-up by the couriers. She flipped the courier company a message to come to collect her luggage and then keyed in the code to lock the door for the last time.

She had organised for the rest of her possessions to be placed in a long-term storage unit back on Earth until she got back. It wasn’t a lot of stuff, but they were items valuable enough for her to keep. Lee checked the minder (an interactive multimedia device) on her arm for the time.

‘Time to go,’ she thought.


Walking away from her old life, Lee headed towards the grav-station.

The trip on the grav-train, to the meeting for the final briefing for the voyage, was short. The station in Gamma Dome that Lee was headed towards was close to the building she required, so she didn’t have to walk far, once she got off the train.

Upon arrival, she looked around the crowded conference room. Lee spied her new supervisor, Ben Layard and several other people from the engineering crew that had worked on the construction with her and her friend, Kyle Vella. She moved over to the group. “Hi guys, all packed and ready to go?” she asked the group in general.

“Lee! So, you decided to come after all,” Ben exclaimed as he turned towards her.

Lee smiled in response to his outburst. She knew she hadn’t been Ben’s choice. She was considered a last-minute addition to the engineering crew of the ship. Her predecessor, Armid, had been involved in an incident three weeks before, during the final construction phase of the Starship Fortune. He was now spending the next three months of his life in a Critical Burns Unit.

Ben had picked another Electrical Engineer to replace Armid. However, the hiring committee had overruled his choice. Lee thought her gender, age and single status had a lot more to do with the decision. Her expertise and the fact that she had just spent the last year working on the fit-out of the spaceship hadn’t swayed the Selection Committee the first time.

“Wild horses and threatening emails couldn’t keep me away,” she replied drolly. She watched the reactions of the surrounding men. She noted Rodger Bartlett’s startled look and his eyes flicking to Ben.

Rodger wasn’t a bad looking bloke if you liked them pretty and slim. He was in his late twenties and about 5cm taller than Lee’s own 175cm (5’9”). He had short, dirty blond hair, pale blue-grey eyes and his pallid complexion hinted that he didn’t get out in the sun much.

Lee didn’t know Rodger well, although they had worked together for the last six months. The few times they had interacted, she hadn’t been impressed with the quality of the man or his work. He had a bad habit of whinging and complaining about the slightest of things. He also tended to talk to her tits rather than her face.

“You got threatening emails?” inquired Kyle, who also had the nickname of Rabbit. He and Lee had been friends for over three years, even though she wouldn’t sleep with him. Kyle’s specialities were computer and robotic programming, mathematics and astronautic navigation, but he wasn’t a stereotypical nerd.

Rabbit was shorter than Lee, at 170cm (5’7”). His handsome Italian looks, classic body shape, winning smile, and natural charms were hard to overlook. Lee had heard rumours that he was a popular bedfellow of both genders and that he was an energetic partner, hence the nickname.

“Yeah, apparently someone wasn’t happy about my selection,” Lee replied nonchalantly, while she watched for a reaction. This time, Rodger had better control, and he simply looked down. None of the others seemed to have a negative response to her statement.

Ben raised an enquiring eyebrow when Lee caught his eye. “Don’t look at me, I simply thought that Battelle was a better fit for the team,” he replied.

Lee made a note of this mainly because he said, ‘the team’ and not ‘the job’. She knew her credentials made the bloke Battelle, look like a first-year apprentice compared to her. She had three Engineering Degrees, Astro-Electrical Systems, Mechanical and a combined Electrical and Electronics Degree.

Lee had also completed the trade related apprenticeships for all three of her degrees, while she studied. However, the trade time for each had been only half that of apprenticeships of a century earlier. This was due to her position with UNSEC (the United Nations Space Exploration Collaboration).

Lee decided to let her interrogation go. She felt she had made her point and knew pushing any harder would simply put the malcontent on the offensive. The team talked about general concerns and the latest gossip while they waited for the meeting to start.

Lee let the chatter wash over her as she looked around.


The group had been standing around for about five minutes when the soldiers walked in.

Lee’s eyes lingered on the tall, broad-shouldered and dark-haired Lieutenant. He had lovely bronze-toned skin. She watched as he scanned the room, assessing everyone in it. While he had a no-nonsense look about him, she noticed the laugh lines around his very sexy mouth and eyes.

Lee didn’t normally go for the soldier type as she generally found most of the officers were arrogant bores, except for her Granddad, of course. As for the rank-n-file, they thought that they were God’s gift to humanity. The female soldiers were no exception.

Lee was intrigued by the fact that the troop was from SOER (Australian Army Special Operations Engineer Regiment), which was attached to UNSEC. She wondered how it was that they had drawn the short straw. Most soldiers assigned to Starship detail found it very boring.

‘Grunts,’ she thought. She had once pondered how they got that nickname. Her grandfather had explained it was because they did the ‘grunt’ work. He might have sworn like one, but he wasn’t a ‘grunt’ because he had been an officer.

Lee suddenly felt that she was being watched intently. She flicked her eyes around the room. They ended up back on the hunky Lieutenant. If she had kept going a little more to her left, she would have encountered the second set of eyes, which were also watching her.

‘God damn! Those cobalt blue eyes are compelling,’ she thought as she looked the broad-shouldered, slim-hipped, 190cm tall, Lieutenant up and down. Interestingly, she didn’t get the feeling that he was trying to strip the clothes off of her as many blokes did.

Lee found that the Lieutenant was staring at her eyes and face as if he could see into her soul. He made her shiver, but not in a bad way. He was making her feel aroused, just by the way he was looking at her.

Bang ... Bang ... Bang...

Lee jumped, as did several others around her when the gavel hit the podium. Captain Clark was calling the meeting to order. He called out to ask everyone to take a seat. She took a minute to collect herself before she headed towards the chairs.

Lee then found due to her distraction that she had ended up towards the back of the auditorium. Taking the next available position in the row, she squatted. A few moments later, she felt someone sit beside her on her left. She was in the second last seat, and they had selected the end position.

She felt her skin tingle as the person brushed against her. Abruptly she looked at the person beside her. ‘Oh, crap!’ she thought, ‘It’s the hunky Lieutenant.’ Her eyes met his, and she found she was staring into the most memorable eyes she had ever seen. She felt like she was drowning.

“Sorry ma’am, they don’t make these seats wide enough. I’ll try not to crowd you,” he drawled in a sexy baritone that shivered all the way down her spine, and then he looked forward.

Lee also snapped her eyes forward. She swallowed a couple of times as she tried to get her heart rate down to normal. Lee tried not to think about how aroused she felt even though her body still tingled from his touch. ‘Bugger me,’ she thought, a little shocked by her reaction.

Lee couldn’t remember a bloke having this sort of effect on her, ever, and it rattled her. She sat through the meeting, but afterwards, she couldn’t remember a bloody thing that was said. However, she had been super conscious of the Lieutenant sitting beside her and every move he made.

Afterwards, she couldn’t remember who sat on her other side.


In the same row of seats, but at the opposite end to Lee, sat Dr Syed Ahmad.

His American friends knew him as Dr Syd Adams. Syd had the dark Arabic complexion and eyes. He was 168cm tall, in his early forties with a solid body shape but he wasn’t overweight. His beard and moustache were trimmed short. Notable features were his well-manicured hands and pomegranate cologne.

Syd was trying to keep a low profile. He was relieved when the sexy, green-eyed, auburn-haired woman had stopped looking when she found the tall Army Officer looking at her. His survival instincts warned him that she was dangerous.

The Lieutenant had also spiked his danger meter. He had watched how both of them had perused the room upon their entry. Syd still wasn’t sure that he had made the right decision to join this expedition. However, he knew his last indiscretion had attracted too much attention from the authorities.

He was grateful that his old friends, Professor William Essco and Sir John Nash, had gotten him on the manifest. Disappearing for two years, even on a spaceship, was better than being in prison. He hoped by the time he got back that he would be off the authorities’ radar.

They were getting to close for comfort.


Towards the end of the meeting, the Lieutenant got up and walked up to the podium.

He introduced himself as Lieutenant Sean Watson, and he explained what he and his team’s responsibilities were during this trip and how they would change if they did find a suitable planet to explore.

All Lee could think of was how that sexy arse and those lovely long legs had moved, as he walked up the steps to the stage. Watching him walk back down towards her had been just as delicious.

Sean brushed against Lee again when he sat down. Lee felt a shiver run through her whole body. Sean smiled at her briefly before he crossed his legs towards the aisle and looked forward again. He then dropped an arm across his lap so that it hid his crotch from her view.

‘Bummer,’ Lee thought as her lascivious thoughts were getting harder to shift from her conscious mind. His smell had made her recall the Australian bush, and his accent and features were also from her home.

At the end of the meeting, Sean got up and bowed his head towards Lee. “Ma’am,” he said, and then he turned and walked off.

Lee had to sit there for several minutes before she could get her legs under her so she could head to the train station. She planned to head to the spaceport to catch the next shuttle to the space station and her ship.

Lee was pulled from her thoughts when she got that creepy feeling of being watched again, but she couldn’t identify the source. It dissipated as the auditorium emptied, and she shook it off. Her thoughts headed back to the hunky Lieutenant as she walked out of the room.

‘Man, that was weird,’ she thought. She had sat next to the bloke for nearly an hour. Other than his hello and goodbye, which she never answered, they didn’t speak during the meeting. However, it had been a comfortable silence. It was like sitting and watching a movie with a date.

The sexual undertone whenever he touched her, hinted at what could come if they continued to be in each other’s company. Lee shivered and wondered if just maybe, the next two years would be intriguing in more ways than one.

Deep in thought, Lee stepped through the sliding doors and headed for the train station.


As Lee neared the road, she heard the soft sound of an electric motor spinning up to a higher speed.

She turned to see a wobbling linger veer off the designated flight path, and then it dived at speed towards her. Suddenly, she found that she was being wrapped up in a strong pair of arms, and she was heading towards the ground.

The man wrapped a hand around the back of her head and pulled it into his shoulder as they fell. Lee tucked her head into his shoulder and wrapped her arms around the broad chest. She felt her breath being knocked out of her, as they hit the grass and the linger blazed over them.

It was only about a metre above them when it passed. The pressure waves that the machine produced blew over them with force and Lee tucked her head in tighter to the broad chest. The linger managed to pull up before it hit the ground and then it shot down the street. It was still wobbling as it disappeared behind a building.

The fan-driven vehicles could be a bit precarious to use in the thinner atmosphere of a Moon Dome than they were in the air on Earth. While Gamma was one of the biggest Domes on the moon and it housed over forty thousand people, the linger still should not have been travelling at such speed.

Sean looked down at the woman in his arms and met Lee’s exquisite, emerald green eyes. She wiggled beneath him, causing an instant reaction in return by Sean. He was lying between her lovely legs with his arms wrapped protectively around her. A place he found he liked very much.

Reluctantly, he lifted off her a little to let her breathe. The way, she lay so compliantly in his arms worried him. To his surprise, when he looked down again, she was grinning at him. He looked into her eyes and found the humour of the occasion reflected in them.

“Thanks, Hunky, you can let me up now,” she informed him calmly.

Lee had been ready to dive to the sidewalk when she caught Sean coming for her in her peripheral vision. She guessed his intentions and didn’t fight against him. However, going down on her back wasn’t her favourite way to fall. Fortunately, he had used his elbows and forearms to blunt the impact for her.

Sean was amazed at how cool she was about the whole incident. She simply lay within his arms, waiting for him to get off her. The sexy smile was still in place on her lovely full lips. Reluctantly, Sean planted his knees and rocked back onto them as he lifted his upper body upright.

Lee pulled her knees to her chest, rolled away onto her hands and knees and then pushed up into a standing position all in one fluid motion. Sean also stood. He was looking down at her from his 15cm advantage as she brushed herself off. He couldn’t help noticing the firm arse and long well-muscled legs.

“Are you okay?” he finally asked her, rubbing his own forearms when the stinging sensation registered in his head. He was grateful they had landed on the spongy fake grass and not the cement pavement. This close to the buildings the gravity in the dome was close to Earth normal.

“Yeah, there are morons everywhere. Thanks again, Lieutenant, I’ll catch-ya later,” she said, quirking her sexy lopsided smile at him again. She nodded at him and then turned and walked off.

Sean watched her sexy arse in the form-fitting jumpsuit as she strolled off. He marvelled that the woman had behaved as if being run over by a linger was an everyday occurrence in her life. He could still feel where her body had been pressed to his. He knew that being around her for the next two years was going to be a problem for him.

Sean shook his head and reluctantly moved off, deep in thought.

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