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U.S.S. Ishtar | android1966 | 7

 

Tilloth was gasping with each powerful thrust of my cock into her. With each stroke she arched her hips up at me, slamming our bodies together to gain the maximum stimulation possible to her clitoris. She gripped my shoulders tightly to gain leverage and bucked wildly. I felt her pussy contracting around my pounding cock and knew that her orgasm was upon her. I increased the speed of my thrusts and powered into her as hard as I could. Tilloth roared as she climaxed, her legs wrapping around my waist as she writhed beneath me.

Her frantic movements slowed as her orgasm passed and she clung to me limply, moaning in a post climactic stupor. I knew now that I could delay my own orgasm almost indefinately and was determined to satisfy the petite Andorian who had unwittingly restored my self control. I withdrew my cock from Tilloth and turned her onto her belly. Passing my arm underneath her I lifted her lower torso and tucked her knees beneath her so she was on all fours with her ass sticking in the air. Her dark mauve pussy lips gaped, beautifully framed by her muscular blue thighs. I rubbed the tip of my cock up and down the wet slit of her sex.

"Mmmnnh, yes... more," Tilloth murmered.

This time around with Tilloth's need less desperate our lovemaking was slow and measured. I took my time letting Tilloth build slowly to her peak. Her orgasm when it came lasted longer with Tilloth mewling as her vagina convulsed around my cock.

We lay beside each other for some time regaining our breath and energy. Tilloth recovered faster than I did and as as I lay contentedly dozing I felt her moving. I opened my eyes as she straddled me, positioning her hungry pussy over my still rigid prick. With a sigh she impaled herself, sliding down it's length.

"That's a months extra replicator rations I just won," Tilloth informed me, grinning.

"A months rations?" I asked in confusion.

"Ensign Amasova was running a pool," Tilloth explained. "Half the crew antied up a days ration each and the first to get laid by you wins the pot."

I was, I confess, extremely bemused by this revelation and could think of no appropriate response.

Tilloth started to ride my cock, sliding herself up and down it's length. She twisted and turned as she rose and fell, stimulating every last inch of her slick cunt. After some time she began to shudder and her antenna twitched uncontrollably. At last I decided to release my control and imagined the dam opening gates to release the flood. As Tilloth reached the peak of her orgasm my cock jerked within her and my hot seed flowed into her.

Tilloth collapsed beside me gasping for breath and smiling. I stroked her face and kissed her on the lips.

"I have to go and see the Captain now, Tilloth," I said.

She nodded and stretched herself catlike on the floor, her well toned body rippling. I kissed her again and went to the holodeck's entrance and donned my uniform. I detoured quickly to my room to use the sonic shower. Occasionally I passed crewmembers on the way. As usual since the virus had struck the ship, I could sense their sexual desire towards me. However I was no longer afraid of my own sexual need and responded to their greetings warmly and flirted with them.

Having showered, I went to the Captain's quarters. She let me in and I accepted the offer of a drink. As she worked the replicator I admired her form, her incredably long sleek legs and firm ass were shown off to perfection by the skintight uniform pants.

"We've evaluated the data recovered from the Bil'ba," The Captain informed me, bringing me up to date on events. "A message was sent to the ship's home world and a recovery vessal will be rendezvousing with us shortly."

"The Sondar were once a considerable power in this region," She continued. "They overran several star systems and enslaved their populations until an alliance of races banded together and fought back. All their planets were eventually conquered and the survivors fled into space, existing now as nomadic pirates."

The Captain paused, flicked an unruly lock of her nordic blonde mane from her eyes and swirled the drink round her glass. "Have you come to a decision concerning the other matter I discussed with you?"

I nodded. "I have meditated on this matter and I am ready to attempt a mind meld at your convienience Captain."

"There's no time like the present," Captain Lance replied. "If you're prepared of course?"

I answered that I was and prepared for the mind meld. Strictly speaking no preperation was necessary. A mind meld could be performed anywhere, but it was far easier when both participants were relaxed so I dimmed the lighting and sat ourselves comfortably on the floor facing one another. I pressed my fingers against the Captains temple.

"My mind to your mind, my thoughts to your thoughts..." I began.

 

Does the mind meld succeed?


          The mind meld.

 
 
 

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