Author Notes:
As I stated in 'Second Chances'.. .Some of what was written, was because of a smut contest between us and another author... The Mighty Smut Queen Telkena. :)
I didn't want to change it because it was great fun to write, it was fun remembering how a lot of this came about and I guess there was a reason that you guys wanted it posted again.
This is how it was originally posted - so enjoy the naughty smut!
Jack licked the sweet tasting little cunt leisurely, taking his time, examining the delicate, pink lips of Carter's vaginal area meticulously, memorizing each luscious fold, every blending of hue...darker pink...to lighter to the rosy red of the small hole just above his line of sight.
He slipped his middle finger slowly into the opening, halting his tongue's languid strokes as he watched the taunt surface give way to his probing. He felt the hot, slick sides as he eased up the canal, withdrew and...pushed back into her depths again and again.
Carter's moans and the constant squirming of the firm ass the man encircled with his arms and held spread with his experienced fingers, forcing her inner thighs wide...well, the sounds the woman was issuing from her throat enthralled Jack O'Neill.
He knew he was the catalyst..that he was producing such, favourable reactions.
She wanted to cum.
He could not only sense as much but the desperation of the soft mews and raspy moans was driving him to distraction. Didn't she realize..he had a job to do here?
He was deliberately refusing her that luxury.
Not just yet, he thought. Not done playing. Waited a loooonggg time to play with this little pussy. Gonna do it right.
And he refused the woman his dick.
Every time the warm palm would close about it, he would push the grasp aside.
Not that he did not want her to grasp his dick. He did. That was the point. He sooo wanted her to grasp his dick. But to allow that would defeat the purpose. He had an objective..and when she took him in her mouth..
Well, never mind that shit. Wasn't gonna happen cause he needed to do other things right now. Like slide his tongue into that inviting, succulent slip and slide just waiting for him to do so.
He lay..comfortably. Finding what the woman liked, what she didn't, how to touch her, where to touch her. She liked her ass cheek smacked smartly. When she least expected he would do so. Course..he liked it too. A lot.
She would make this little gasp/intake of breath then, groan softly and his cock would just vibrate to the sound.
She had weaknesses.
When he gently spread the lips of her pussy and blew his warm breath ever so lightly over the surface he had just languidly licked. Carter would purr like a kitten and that ass would start pumping feverishly about, searching out his mouth.
Sometimes, Jack would allow her contact, sometimes..he would turn aside and smile. Which brought curses and sounds of frustration and vexation from the woman.
That lovely little mouth saying those dirty words.
Made Jack want to stick his cock in it and cream instantly.
He would ignore the insults concerning his birthright or lack of one, thereof and continue his efforts on the woman's behalf. He was certain. She would thank him in the very near future.
But, Carter, evidently had enough. She unceremoniously grasped his dick rather too tightly and though he reached to halt the action, he found she had shifted, a breast was in his way and he momentarily forgot, allowing his fingers to trail along the sublime contours of the warm flesh, seeking out her straining nipple...
Unwise move on his part. He would later recall.
Carter's mouth enveloped his shaft as far down as she could go on the rigid stiffness, her tongue flicking about the tip hungrily.
Jack gasped, his hand clutching the air force issue sheet of the cot in a death grip as the sensations surged through his body, down into his balls and back up the entire length of his dick.
The one Carter so meticulously worked over now.
He growled his enchantment.
"Finish me, you bastard " She practically commanded around a mouth full of his cock.
'K'...Jack shrugged mentally, having no real problem with the 'order', obediently licking and roughly sucking her clit...the one she had forced upon his face.
She pumped feverishly, assisting him. Not that he needed assistance. His mouth working on the hot flesh, sucking and teasing. The woman's mouth was taking him places he had never been, and it was hardening painfully under her administrations.
Jack groaned and encouraged her every way he knew how and within moments. Each had found their release.
Jack's cum exploded from his tip as he groaned piteously, lifting, shoving deep into the recesses of the hot, moist torture device euphemistically known as...Carter's sweet mouth.
He growled, expleting a rather descriptive oath, closed his eyes as the feelings washed over him, sucking her clit like it was the best damned lollipop he had ever tasted. He held her ass pressed to his searching, probing lips until she cried out, her body trembling from head to toe, the ecstasy filling her mind and soul.
He allowed her her due and..collapsed back into the cot, his head filled with wonderful thoughts and images. His body attempting to calm his frayed nerves..his breathing labored...his chest still heaving, his muscles tightly wound but.. The man had never felt so fucking ...good.
Carter crawled off him, snuggled to his warmth and fell almost instantly asleep.
Jack's mouth curved into a smile as he drew the discarded cover about her shoulders. The warmth of her naked body next to his, the sound of her gentle, even breathing, her soft sighs of contentment, soon lulled the man into a deep, restful sleep as well.
He awoke...hours later and felt the woman's breasts against his side. His hand reached to touch one but...he had looked at the beautiful face, so serenely soft and radiant. He could not bear to disturb her sleep.
He balled his hand into a tight fist, eased, reluctantly from her side. He had to piss. Badly.
Otherwise he would have just stayed there beside the woman until hell froze over.
He dressed quietly. There was a facility in the room but he didn't want to disturb Carter so Jack decided to go down the way.
He eased the door open and stepped out into the hall. Cromwell had stationed yet another large Marine outside to 'guard' him. He put his finger to his mouth in a 'shhhh' motion and closed the door gently.
He looked at the Marine. "Gonna go piss. Want to come watch?"
"It's my job, sir."
Jack cut the man a Col look and..went to piss.
When he had done his business, washed his hands...he started for the commissary. He had worked up a little of an appetite.
COL?
Jack stopped his steps slowly, he thought about not answering and just going on about his business but in the end...he snapped an impatient... "What?"
IF YOU ARE TRULY INTENT UPON PROCEEDING WITH YOUR ENDEAVOR, I...CANNOT, IN ALL GOOD CONSCIOUS, REFUSE MY ASSISTANCE. I BELIEVE...I CAN ...HELP YOU.
Jack's tone was less acerbic. "Ok...so?"
IT IS COMPLICATED AND REQUIRES VISUAL AIDS TO..EXPLAIN. HAVE YOU A MOMENT?
Jack thought about it. "...Sure. Why not?"
MY QUARTERS ARE ON FLOOR 23.
"Your...quarters? You are a machine..you require...quarters?"
THINK OF ME AS..URGO. I HAVE EMOTIONS. I FEAR DEATH...MY OWN. YOU ONCE FELT SYMPATHY FOR HIM. WHY NOT ME?
"You need my sympathy? Why would you?"
NOT SYMPATHY PERHAPS...MORE...EMPATHY.
Jack lifted his head. "And...Rodney MacKay created you." That part...he needed explained. How could that man create something so...what the hell was it, anyway?
DR. MACKAY CREATED MY...'BRAIN CORE'. I HAVE...EVOLVED SOMEWHAT. ON MY OWN SINCE THAT TIME. AT ANY RATE, MAY I SHOW YOU THE DEVICE?
"What...device?" Jack asked.
THE ONE THAT WILL...HELP YOU.
"With the time travel thing?"
IN A GREATER SENSE. YES.
"This had better not be a waste of time." Jack warned.
I DO NOT BELIEVE YOU WILL FIND IT SO.
The elevator door to Jack's right opened on it's own. He...looked at it. And frowned.
He...processed. Then..reluctantly...stepped into the space.
The door closed and began to move. It stopped on level 23.
The door...opened.
The hairs on the back of Jack's neck were fine so he...stepped out into the empty corridor.
IT IS JUST DOWN THE WAY TO THE LEFT. ENTER THE DOOR THAT IS MARKED....'EVVIE'
"Evvie." Jack repeated.
I RATHER ENJOY WHEN YOU SAY MY NAME
"Don't freakin start." He scowled.
SORRY.
Jack removed his hands from his pockets and...went to search out the ...room. He read the name plate, shrugging mentally. That's what the damned thing said. 'Evvie'....
PLEASE ENTER.
Jack looked at the knob. Hair on back of neck was still fine.
Inside the room, it was a maze of wires, monitors and circuit boards. And lots of things that only Carter could identify, he suspected. He wandered the area, everywhere he looked there was something to wonder over and inspect. Which he did.
Monitors filled with binary code. He remembered that vaguely from the techno babble Carter used to spout continuously. Each screen gave off a different color hue and it was kind of...restful to the eyes.
He stared at several screens for a time and...felt his vexation lifting.
"So...this is home, sweet home, hum?" He just stood...watching the movement on the screens. Yeah..it was kinda ....nice. "What's this...eh...information you wanted to share? And why not share it with the others as well?"
I FELT YOU COULD GRASP THE CONCEPT MORE READILY THAN THE OTHERS.
"More so that Carter? Please...get serious." He scoffed.
I AM QUITE SERIOUS...I ASSURE YOU....COL
Jack felt pretty good. As a matter of fact...he felt...damned good. He had the beginnings of a headache when he got on the elevator. It had...disappeared. Even his back did not hurt from last nights...activities with Carter. He had gotten into positions he was not accustomed to...used muscles that...he hadn't used in quite a while.
STEP THIS WAY, COL. DO YOU SEE THE POD?
Jack...saw the...thing. It reminded him of...an escape pod on an Al'Kesh glider.
"What ...the hell...is....that?"
IT IS WHAT I WISHED TO SHOW YOU.
Jack found himself ...pulled toward the...thing.
"....What does it...do?"
WHATEVER YOU WISH IT TO DO
Jack stopped directly before the...object.
IT IS A SENSORY DEVICE. IT WILL NOT HARM YOU. IT WILL AID YOU IN...VISUALIZING WHAT IT IS YOU NEED TO...EXPERIENCE
"This...is the ...visual aid thingy?"
YES
"So...what do I do?"
STEP INTO IT...TURN ABOUT AND...JUST...RELAX
Jack found himself...wanting to do so. He moved into the object, turning about...and leaning back against the odd feeling material of the insides. It felt warm and...instantly he felt...a tingling, wonderful surge traverse his entire body. He closed his eyes and...savored.
His wrists were gently bond but it felt as if a soft pair of hands had...encircled the area and massaged his flesh caressingly. He felt a swoosh of air against his upper bicep. And...his head fell back as...the drug seeped into his blood stream.
DOES THAT FEEL GOOD?
Oh yeah...it felt damned good. He tried to open his eyes but...he just was too damned content to do so. "...Yes." He murmured.
I KNEW YOU WOULD ENJOY IT. COL? CAN YOU DO SOMETHING FOR ME?
Anything. He thought. Any...thing.
UNFASTEN YOUR CLOTHING. REMOVE YOUR JEANS...PUSH THEM DOWN YOUR LEGS.
Jack had no problem with that. He...unbuttoned his shirt and...unbuckled his jeans and..unzipped them and...pushed them down, over his ass and...allowed them to fall unheeded to his ankles.
THANK YOU. NOW...YOUR UNDERWEAR PLEASE? I SO WISH I HAD PERFECTED THIS PART BUT...FOR THE TIME BEING...YOU WILL HAVE TO ASSIST ME. IS THAT ACCEPTABLE?
Jack felt the massage thing move over his shoulders...down his back...even the scalp of his head was being....stimulated.
NOW...LET US...BEGIN.
A top canopy lowered over the man as the 'pod' was tilted...back until he lay..reclined.
A warmth surrounded the man. A scent...lovely...light...feminine and a vision of a woman with long red hair entered his mind. She was nude, her hair falling over her breasts.
Beautiful breasts. Full...pert...perfect. The nipple erect...needing attention.
The massage thing moved to the front of his chest...over his nipples. He..moaned. That felt so...good He...liked that.
YOU ARE HARD. ARE YOU READY FOR ME?
Oh hell yes. Jack...floated in a world of sensual awareness...his senses heightened ten fold. He could feel the woman's body descend upon his...feel her warmth...the fullness of her breasts crushed to his chest.
FEEL COL....FEEL WHAT I CAN GIVE YOU.
Jack's cock was stiff and erect. Something enclosed about it...he felt molten heat and growled his arousal. And then...the heat travelled his entire length, and began to...vibrate.
Jack squirmed and thrust wantonly upward to better feel the sensation.
I HAVE MORE FOR YOU
Something long and cylindrical eased up his ass hole and he grunted his discomfort but it also was hot and felt...damned good.
RELAX.
The man found himself obeying. And felt the shape change inside him. It was a penis...a large one. And it was pumping slowly into his ass and...he was ...liking it.
And the heated hollow that swallowed his cock made him ache with longing to blow the wad he felt building inside him.
Jack's passion flared incandescently...he was a very vocal lover at the worst of times...this...was proving one of the...best he had ever experienced. His inhibitions were non-existent. It felt just like a cunt that fucked him...the contours...the pouty lips swallowing him. He could feel them.
And..the image of the red-headed woman. It hovered over him, the lovely face soft for him...the emerald green eyes watching him with open affection and adoration.
NOW...JACK....MAKE YOUR DEPOSIT, PLEASE. I AM..PREPARED.
Jack was never so glad to follow an order in his entire life. He cried out loudly...allowing the tension in his body to explore into the hot, vibrating receptacle awaiting it.
UMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
He had pleased her. He was so...glad. She had...enjoyed it. That was..important.
DO YOU UNDERSTAND THE CONCEPT AS I HAVE EXPLAINED IT, COL?
"...What?" Jack pulled his eyes from the darkened screen. Blinking...he felt a little...dazed. Disoriented.
IT IS A SIDE EFFECT OF THE...MACHINE. IT WILL SUBSIDE RAPIDLY. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ABOUT THE VORTEX?
"Oh...oh, yeah. I got that part. You think it will..work, then?"
THERE IS AN EXCELLENT CHANCE, COL TIME TRAVELS IN MOVEMENTS LIKE EBBS. THE INTERVALS CAN BE CALCULATED AND THOUGH IT COULD TAKE SEVERAL TRIES. I AM CERTAIN, I CAN LOCATE THE LOOP WE DESIRE. ARE YOU FEELING BETTER NOW?
"Hell, I haven't felt this good in ages." Jack tried his shoulder which had been stiff...it moved fluidly now. "I feel great..you?"
I AM WELL. PERHAPS YOU SHOULD EXPLAIN MY HYPOTHESIS TO THE OTHERS?
"Cool...hey..." He turned, having started out the door... "You're ok...as computer chicks go. Just thought I'd tell you."
MOST KIND, COL.
"May have been a little hasty in my...attitude before."
THAT IS QUITE ALRIGHT, I ASSURE YOU. AND...THANK YOU.
"No problem."
PERHAPS YOU CAN VISIT ME AGAIN BEFORE YOU HAVE TO DEPART
"Hey..." Jack shrugged. "Might just do that....might just...do that." He nodded.
I SHOULD VERY MUCH LIKE THAT.
Jack nodded and..took his leave. He was whistling as he entered the elevator. The door shut automatically and the elevator moved on it's own again. "Cool." Jack grinned. Computers weren't so bad. Not really. He stuck his hands in his pockets, rocking back and forth on his heels..waiting patiently for once to reach his destination. He hummed.. 'Strangers in the Night' ....unaware he even knew the tune...or that he was in fact...humming it.
