Dear Starfleet Forum,

I can�t believe that I am actually writing to you guys, but after having seen what I have?well, I just had to tell someone!

I am currently serving on board a Starship that has been lost in the Delta Quadrant for almost seven years. Suffice to say, being so far from home without someone to call your own can be hard. You look for release wherever you can find it?and boy did I find it earlier today!

Let me explain.

A few years ago, my captain (For the sake of anonymity, let�s call her?Captain �J�) liberated a young woman from the Borg collective. After the ship�s doctor removed a good portion of her Borg implants, what was left was a delectable specimen of sultry blue eyed womanhood. Over six feet of long tapering legs, and eye popping curves crammed into a skin tight biosuit?all of it topped off by a head full of the most gorgeous blonde hair you�ve ever seen. To protect her identity, I�ll call her �Sixty-nine�.

Sixty-nine�s adaptation to life on a Federation Starship wasn�t an easy one, but slowly she began to accept life away from the hive mind?with the close supervision and guidance of Captain �J�. Everyone on board thought that Captain �J�s interest in Sixty-nine was friendly?some would even say maternal. How wrong we all were.

Being lost so far from home with what is essentially a skeleton crew, everyone is expected to pitch in wherever they can?which explains why I was performing a diagnostic on the ship�s internal communications system. Usually I would never stoop so low as to check the ship�s image projectors myself, but as I said, everyone pitches in where they can.

So, there I was cycling through all of the image scanners placed on board the ship. For those unfamiliar with the intrepid class Starship, Starfleet designed the vessel with literally hundreds of image scanners scattered liberally throughout the ship. The premise being that one can access a live visual image of any nook or cranny on the ship at any given moment. Of course certain imaging devices are not readily accessible to everyone. The one�s placed in crew quarters for example. No one, not even the Captain can access a visual of a crewman�s quarters without their knowledge or permission?unless there is an emergency of course.

That is why I was stunned when my display screen suddenly showed me the interior of what was obviously someone�s quarters. I immediately realized that there was something wrong and began to try and figure out why a crewman�s personal quarters would be visually accessible. I was well on my way to discovering the reason for this peculiar abnormality when movement on my terminal screen diverted my attention. My eyes widened in surprise when I saw Captain �J� stroll across my screen.

I had access?visual access to the Captains Quarters.

Even though I had done nothing wrong? I felt incredibly apprehensive standing there gazing into Captain �J�s private quarters. I quickly tried to diagnose the problem before someone came along and found me and mistook my actions for voyeurism. As I frantically tried to solve the computer glitch, my attention was once again drawn to my screen.

Unable to hear what she was saying, I watched as Captain �J�s lips moved?apparently giving the computer some sort of command. I had barely had time to wonder what command she had given, when suddenly (and much to my shock) she began to gyrate her hips back and forth while pumping her fists in the air. Apparently, the captain liked to �rock out� when alone.

Horrified, I desperately tried to fix the problem.

As I made several frivolous attempts to resolve the situation, my eyes kept being drawn to Captain �J�s gyrations. I had to admit that the Captain knew how to shake her �groove thang�. Unable to curb my curiosity, I quietly accessed the audio to Captain �J�s quarters. I adjusted the volume so that no passing crewmen would hear?and my jaw unhinged at what I heard.

Mmm bop?bop bop, Mmm bop.�

I contemplated sabotaging the computers musical database, but was saved the task when the song ended on it�s own. I paled in terror when I hear Captain �J�s distinctive voice ordering up another song?but was once again spared when her request was cut short by her door chime.

My eyebrows arched slightly when I saw a rather lascivious smirk make its way across the Captains face. �Come,� she barked.

Intrigued, I waited to see who the Captain�s visitor would be. I was not surprised when the door to the Captain�s quarters swooshed open and revealed �Sixty-nine� standing there. It was a well-known fact that the delicious Borg was a regular visitor to the Captains quarters. Captain �J� herself had explained �Sixties� late night visits by telling the crew they used the time to have philosophical discussions.

'Sixty,' the Captain said, �You�re early.�

By the tone of her voice?smooth and husky?and judging by the rather smarmy smile on the Captains face, �J� did not seem upset by �Sixties� early arrival.

�I finished with my duties early?I assumed my unexpected early arrival would be �appreciated�.�

I did a double take when I saw �Sixty� arch an eyebrow and smirk at �J�.

�J� smiled, �You were right.�

My mouth was agape as I watched the two women move towards one another?and by the time they had pressed their bodies up against one anothers and began kissing deeply, my chin was resting on my chest. My attention was riveted, but I knew I couldn�t continue to watch from my post. Quickly, I transferred the feed from the terminal I was working at to the one in my own quarters. I made sure no one had seen me?and I began to run.

To anyone who saw me sprinting through the ship�s corridors, it must have looked like I was running from a class three plasma fire. I practically dislocated my shoulder as I threw myself in my quarters?landing unceremoniously in a heap on the floor. I crab crawled to my communication terminal and feverishly entered the proper codes in order to view the Captain quarters once again.

In the short time it had taken me to return to my own quarters, Captain �J� and �Sixty� had managed to work their way out of their clothes and were laying on their sides stretched out across the Captains bed facing one another. I was mesmerized by the firm round globes of flesh that made up �Sixties� gorgeous ass. I was not alone.

�Hmm, �Sixty�,� Captain �J� murmured in her husky voice while trailing her nimble fingers up and over one of �Sixties� delectable ass cheeks, �You�ve got such a gorgeous ass.� As if to accent this statement, she gave the mound of firm flesh a squeeze, pulling the cheek?stretching it away from its counter part.

'Sixty' moaned softly in appreciation, and �J� took that as her cue to begin kneading �Sixties� ass with delightful intent.

�You like that?� She whispered.

�Oh yes?� �Sixty� sighed softly.

I quickly adjusted the audio level so that I could hear with greater ease, and then I returned my attention to the scene unfolding in front of me.

�J� shifted her own nude (and might I add?scrumptious) body, gently pushing �Sixty� back onto the bedspread while she hovered over her marvelous full pink tipped breasts. I took a moment to admire �J�s firm little ass before I altered the angel to one that allowed me to see both women better.

�J� was grinning like a Cheshire cat while she lightly trailed her fingertips over �Sixties� hard pink nipples. �Look how hard,� she smirked, taking one of �Sixties� firm little nubs between two fingers and pinching. She rolled the nipple back and forth, pulling it out and away before releasing it. She turned her attention to �Sixties� other rosy nipple?pinching and rolling it back and forth between her fingertips.

It was clear that �Sixty� was enjoying the captain�s ministrations. Her full lips were slightly parted, and her clear blue eyes were half hooded with heat and desire. She swallowed once?twice, then gasped softly. �Oh Captain,� she sighed.

�J� threaded a free hand into �Sixties� long blonde hair (which was out of the normal bun she usually wore) and pulled her head up. �Kiss me �Sixty�� �J� demanded.

Without hesitation �Sixty-nine� lifted her head and firmly clamped her mouth over the captains. I watched as the kiss became deep?lewd?and intensely provocative. I was amazed and astounded as I watched �J� wetly explore the inner depth of �Sixties� mouth. I studied her technique, appreciating the effect her actions were having on �Sixty�. I had to tip my proverbial hat to �J� as I watched her chew gently on �Sixties� full bottom lip?and I found myself wondering how the Borgs wet mouth tasted.

I didn�t have much time to wonder as the Captain began to nibble her way along �Sixties� chin and jaw. She nipped and licked her way to �Sixties� left ear, and hotly began to work her tongue inside it. I watched in full arousal as �J� worked her mouth down to �Sixties� neck?nuzzling and nibbling her way along.

�Sixty� obviously appreciated the stimulation as she began to writhe slowly beneath �J�s body.

Unable to simply lie there, �Sixty� began to run her hands up and down �J�s smooth back, her hands occasionally dropping lower to grope at the Captains firm ass. She grasped a cheek in each hand and pulled, causing �J� to moan deep in appreciation.

�Again,� �J� demanded, and �Sixty� complied, pulling the ass cheeks further apart in a repetitive motion. �J� purred deeply and began to suckle her way down �Sixties� heaving bosom.

I watched as �J� eagerly slurped at �Sixties� full hard nipples. She noisily and wetly mouthed the mounds, alternating back and forth between them. Her hands were busily stroking �Sixties� sides, her fingers roaming over the Borgs visible ribs, down her sides, her hips and legs?then back up again. The way that �Sixty� arched up into the caress let me know she liked the sensation of �J�s hands on her very much.

After what seemed an eternity, Captain �J� began nudging her knee in between �Sixties� thighs until the former Borg spread them wide. With a lascivious smirk, �J� started to slurp wetly down �Sixties� torso?over her prominent rib cage?down the flat planes of her hard belly?until she lay perched sensually over the pale blonde triangle of curls between �Sixties� long legs.

�J� inhaled deeply, a smile of what can only be described as pure bliss on her face. �You smell like heaven,� she murmured.

�Sixty� took a shuddering breath as she stared down at the gorgeous Captain nestled between her legs. �You are beautiful,� she sighed.

I was personally stunned to hear the usually arrogant Borg utter such soft words.

�And you are delicious,� �J� smirked, and as if to prove the truth of her statement, she spread the folds of �Sixties� dripping vagina, and tenderly speared the exposed heat with the tip of her tongue. The provocative gesture tore a ragged gasp from deep within �Sixties� chest and her hips arched up off of the bed.

�Oh,� she weakly gasped.

�J� anchored the young Borg to the bedding by laying a forearm across her trim hips, and unceremoniously plunged her mouth into �Sixties� wet heat. Immediately �Sixty� began to buck and writhe?. Her head rolling slowly from side to side. Frantically, her hands sought out mooring finally grasping desperately at the bed spread beneath her.

Meanwhile, the Captain showed no mercy. She pushed �Sixties� legs wider apart, forcing the young woman beneath her to bend her knees. After latching a hand under each knee, �J� pushed �Sixties� legs up into her body. �Give me your hands,� the Captain demanded.

�Sixty� moaned weakly, but complied, allowing the Captain to position her hands behind her knees.

�Now pull yourself open,� �J� demanded

A broken sob escaped from �Sixties� swollen lips, but again she complied, pulling her spread legs in to her own body, there-by exposing her searing heat even more to the Captains seeking mouth.

�Don�t move.� �J� husked.

�Yes captain.� �Sixty� whimpered.

�J� began to lap slowly at the wetness that seeped from �Sixties� vagina. She circled �Sixties� clitoris with wanton intent, then backed away in order to nibble at the delicate folds of her labia. She brought her hands into their coupling, gently inserting a finger deep into �Sixties� body, evoking a wail of unabridged passion from the young woman.

�Oh Captain, please,� she moaned.

�J� laughed with throaty pleasure, �Shh,� she said, �There will be plenty of time for begging later.�

The Captain then returned to her oral exploration of �Sixties� womanhood with gusto. She literally soaked her face in the former Borgs wetness, almost basking in the essence. She suckled and pulled at the bundle of nerves at the top of �Sixties� crease, occasionally rasping her white teeth of the sensitive pearl.

I watched, completely enthralled as �J� slid another finger into �Sixties� body?twisting her hand in a slow reaming motion. After having established her fingers dominance over the body beneath her, �J� slid yet another finger into the Borgs heat?pushing it in until her knuckles dragged across �Sixties� clit.

�Please!� �Sixty� wailed plaintively, �Oh please.�

�J� chuckled, obviously enjoying the control she held over the young blonde. �I haven�t even started yet �Sixty�,� she twisted her fingers for emphasis.

To prove it, �J� shifted slightly and introduced her other hand into the mix, lightly fondling the wet crease of �Sixties� body, all the while continuing the slow twisting motion of the fingers that were already inside the young woman�s vagina. Slowly, she began to circle the puckered orifice of �Sixties� anus?causing the former Borg to momentarily loose her grip on her legs which had been pulled close to her body.

�Uh, uh, uh,� �J� playfully tssked, pushing �Sixties� legs back into position, �Don�t do that again.� She warned after �Sixty� had resumed her positioning.

�I can�t,� �Sixty� panted for breath, �I can�t hold on,� she shuddered, blinking her blue eyes at �J� beseechingly.

�Alright,� �J� smirked, �I have an idea.� Before giving the younger woman a chance to react, �J� pulled her fingers from �Sixties� body, and rolled her over onto her stomach. �Up,� she demanded softly, nudging �Sixty� up onto her hands and knees.

�Sixty� gasped in shock?a muffled �Oh!� of astonished pleasure, but managed to follow the Captains orders.

�J� rose onto her haunches behind �Sixty� and with no preamble reinserted her fingers back into �Sixties� heat. The abruptness of the entry tore a cry from �Sixties� throat, and unable to keep her head up any longer, she dropped her forehead onto her crossed arms leaving herself completely open and exposed to the Captain.

When she was convinced she had �Sixties� undivided attention, �J� pushed a slender digit between the wide spread cheeks of the young woman�s glorious ass, and entered her from behind.

�Oh Captain?please,� �Sixty� sobbed, �Please.�

�You�re so tight,� the Captain murmured as she began to work her fingers in and our of �Sixties� respective orifices, �I love the way you feel.�

As �Sixty� writhed and bucked beneath her, �J� continued to flex her fingers deeper, working the blonde into a feverish pitch. When �J� became aware of �Sixties� impending orgasm, she tapered off her stimulation?waited for �Sixty� to regain some semblance of herself, then she once again worked the young woman to fever pitch.

When �Sixty� was on the verge of orgasm, �J� pushed her own narrow hips up against �Sixties� plush ass, and began undulating?forcing her fingers deeper and deeper into �Sixties� trembling body. �I want you to come for me �Sixty�?do you hear me?�

�Oh?. Yes?I?yes Captain.�

�Now!�

�Sixty� began to shake violently while moaning loudly, �Oh Captain, I�m coming.�

�Let me hear it.� �J� demanded.

�Uhn?� �Sixty� grunted, �Oh?I�m coming?I�m coming.� She wailed.

I watched as �Sixty� trembled and lunged against the Captains petite body. As she climaxed tears of release spilled down her cheeks and she whispered the Captains name over and over until she collapsed in a heap on her belly.

�J�, looking rather smug draped herself over �Sixties� firm body and sighed. �You are so delicious.� She purred.

�Oh Captain,� �Sixty� shuddered, �Thank you so much for teaching me about humanity.�

�J� chuckled warmly against the smooth planes of �Sixties� back. �My pleasure lover?in a moment, after you�ve fully recovered, I�m going to need you to?assimilate me.�

I was starting to get excited at the prospect of watching �Sixty� assimilate the Captain, but much to my chagrin, my communicator beeped and I was forced to leave my quarters and return to duty. I did however set my terminal to record whatever activities occurred while I was unable to watch.

I intend to watch what happened later?but first, I had to write and let you know what I had seen! I used to think that all the stories you printed in your publication we�re phony, but now I�m beginning to believe.

As to the malfunction that allowed me to view this �philosophical discussion� all I can say is, it�s fixed?at least as far as the rest of the crew is concerned.

I now have a new way to pass the time as we make our way back to the Alpha Quadrant.

I am sure the crew would be very surprised to discover their �emotionless� security officer has an intense appreciation of the sensual.

What they don�t know won�t hurt them.

Until next time...

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