1 comments/ 72478 views/ 5 favorites Janeway and 7 of 9 By: Harrowborg Captain Janeway of the USS Voyager sat in her private bath in her quarters, feeling the water moving over her body. She loved the feeling of hot water moving over her naked skin instead of the pressure from the sonic showers. Occasionally when she had her physical with the doctor, he might remark about her odour, and that bath's didn't remove all the dirt and grime from her daily activities, but none of the crew she worked with cared too much. Indeed, deep down, she guessed some of the men in her crew might even like her smell. But she could never mate with her crew. She reached down with her hand into the water, washing her vagina lips and inner thighs, feeling a nice sensation as she rubbed against her clit. How she wanted someone to fuck her on the ship, she knew no one ever could as she was the captain. Which left the holodeck. Janeway had spent many days hidden in there, programming up the perfect male with the largest cock she could handle. She would spend hour's in there getting fucked in there until her pussy couldn't take the strain. But then it would be time to leave, and she would have to return to her normal life, longing to be back there. But holograms were not enough for her. She wanted a real man, one of her friends who knew her, to fuck her brains out. Maybe Chakotay, Kim, Tuvok or even Paris, although he was with the chief engineer. The only person she had ever been close with was the doctor. When he had lost all his memories, she had taken that as an opportunity to reprogram him to her specifications and had allowed him to fuck her, his 12' cock bashing in and out of her red strained vagina. But she had deleted that memory so that he wouldn't have to face all the moral obligations that would entail. So here she lay alone, in a hot bash, her hand brushing against her clit so that she might get a cheap thrill. When the door chime to her quarters went. Janeway closed her eyes, then pushed herself out of the bath, reaching for the gown on the chair and wrapping it tightly around her body, feeling the material pressing against her breasts. She walked forwards taking another towel and rubbing her hair furiously to try and get it back into some sort of order for her guest. She opened the door. 7 of 9 stood there, her blond hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, a grey short top sticking to her skin where a trail of sweat gripped it between her tit's. Janeway guessed she had been in the holodeck playing their targeting game and worked up a real sweat, although why she hadn't made the effort to change surprised her. 7 of 9 had caught the attention of many of the male crew members, she wouldn't be surprised if given the opportunity, many of them wouldn't fuck 7 until she left Voyager and rejoined the Borg. And it was a further surprise that given 7's knowledge of humanity and obvious awareness of her own beauty, she hadn't chosen a mate from the Voyager crew, as there were many prime candidates. But instead, 7 stood at her doorway, sweat rolling down her neck into the collar of her work out suit. "7, I was in the bath, what do you want?" Janeway asked flatly, obviously feeling uncomfortable now, almost in the nude except for the gown she wore, in front of 7. "I need to talk to you, the doctor said you could help me. It is most urgent" 7 said, obviously not noticing Janeway's situation. Janeway stepped back and motioned her in, not helping herself by watching 7's ass as she walked by. Tight and hot in her silver jump suit pants. "I've been working out captain, may I freshen up?" 7 asked. Janeway nodded, watching her walk into the captain's private bathroom. Janeway followed 7 into the bathroom, and watched, slightly taken aback, as 7 gripped the edges of her top, and pulled it off, her large breasts hanging free. She reached down and pulled her grey pant's off, again revealing no under shorts which all the crew wore. Janeway couldn't help but watch a trail of sweat roll down her back and into the crack of her ass. "Captain?" 7 asked, noticing that Janeway was staring at her ass. "I'm sorry 7 it's just not custom for someone to enter someone else's private quarters and remove their clothes like you have done" Janeway explained, looking up at 7's face, her eye's passing by 7's breasts, beads of sweat stuck to the surface of her skin. "I'm sorry, would you like me to leave?" 7 asked, her voice calm and neutral despite the obvious rebuff Janeway had just given her. "No 7, as long as you will not stay... nude, for the duration of your visit. I'll be in the lounge" Janeway said, leaving 7 to use Janeway's usually defunct sonic shower, retreating back to the sofa. She sat, unable get the image of 7's naked body out of her mind, picturing that fine Borg ass, those perfectly round large breasts handing loosely. Her long blond hair, hanging down in front of her face. What was she doing? thinking like this about 7. It was true 7 was not an enlisted or commissioned crewmember, but she was still part of the Voyager crew. What was true though was that 7's hot, sweaty body had made Janeway wet. Janeway parted her legs and used the edge of her towel to dry her vagina off, smelling what she knew was her own cum juice excreting out from her sex. "Were you masturbating Captain?" 7 asked calmly. Janeway pulled the gown over her pussy, realising 7 had seen her rubbing her vagina dry. She looked up. 7 of 9 stood there in Janeway's spare gown tied around her body, her breast's pushing out against the material. Janeway realised that here stood a model of perfection, a queen of beauty, one who had made Janeway herself aroused. She realised that she wanted 7, in a way she shouldn't. "7, sit down" Janeway said, crossing her legs. 7 sat, also crossing her legs but know much more relaxed, resting her elbow on the sofa back and staring at the captain. "Captain, do you find me attractive?" 7 asked calmly, looking straight at Janeway. "7, you have a very beautiful body. I know personally there are many men on board who want to mate with you, even a few women. Seeing you, in the nude, did, make me want you, but nothing could ever happen" Janeway explained, her eyes trying to focus on 7's, and not at her breasts. "You wanted... to mate with me? Are you homosexual?" 7 asked, her voice wavering slightly. "7, I have needs like every person on this ship. I can't mate with them as they are my crew but you are a civilian, one with a beautiful body." Janeway explained, almost pleading. "7, I am not... homosexual. But you are so beautiful I couldn't help but be turned on" Janeway finished, staring at 7, hoping she could understand what the captain felt. "You are clearly in confusion. Here, let me help you discover your true sexual orientation" 7 stated. She reached forward and with Borg strength, pulled Janeway close, kissing her with the knowledge of thousands of species in her mind, allowing her to kiss the Captain with such skill Janeway almost came on the sofa. Janeway struggled briefly, pushing at 7's thighs, trying to push them apart, but finally she relaxed, enjoying the sensation of 7's knowledgeable tongue exploring her mouth, massaging her tongue. She reached up and pushed her hand inside 7's robe, gripping her left breast, feeling the cold Borg technology under her nipple. 7's hand reached down between Janeway's legs, and expertly, and almost instantly, found Janeway's clit and pinched and rubbed it, the knowledge of thousands of sexual beings and practises in her head as she brought Janeway to a screaming orgasm. Janeway released her kiss and screamed, her orgasm passing through her body. She dropped her head onto 7's shoulder, feeling 7 mopping up her cum with her hand, her other arm wrapped around Janeway's back. 7 reached up with her cum soaked hand and lifted Janeway's head up to face her, allowing her to see the cum from her sex. "Clearly you find me very attractive. For your comfort, I will remove my gown" 7 said. She shifted in her seat and pulled the white gown off, dropping it onto the deck floor. Janeway stared at 7's sex, the tuffs of blond pubic hair sticking out from 7's vagina. Janeway desperately wanted to reach down and taste her, but knew that would cross a line she could never go back over. "Would you like me to remove yours?" 7 asked raising one of her eyebrows. Janeway nodded slowly. 7 lent forward and pulled the robe open, exposing Janeway's smallish breast to her former student. 7 pulled the gown down her body, hesitating at her mid section, before untying the sash and opening it up. Janeway shifted as 7 pulled the gown clear from beneath her, and sat there exposed, her brown pubic hair curled and barely hiding her vagina. And the two of them sat there, two women, one slightly older. The other, a blond, beautiful, former cyborg, both obviously aware of the situation that would probably continue from here. "Would you like to mate with me captain?" 7 asked calmly. "Yes 7" Janeway replied, her head down in shame. 7 stood from the sofa and faced Janeway. She pushed her hands under Janeway and lifted the captain's naked body into the air, her cold hands gripping Janeway's legs and back. 7 carried Janeway into the captain's quarters, resting her on her own bed. She laid down beside Janeway and reached down between the Captain's leg, her assimilation injectors changing format to act as exploration tendrils. Each of them moved over Janeway's vagina, three expanding and pushing in until Janeway would sweat she had over two fists inside her. She moaned and sighed, rolling on 7's tendrils, feeling them pushing up into her body, manipulating her to 7's will. 7 lent across and took Janeway's head, kissing her on her lips softly, each kiss making Janeway want to cum on 7. 7 pushed her tongue inside Janeway's mouth, again sucking and manipulating until she felt Janeway tremble once more, this time, the cum soaking her entire hand. Janeway too 7's head and pushed her down to her chest, 7's, mouth instantly fastening around Janeway's swollen nipples. Janeway moaned, feeling 7's other hand reach around and insert her injectors into Janeway's anal hole, again expanding until 7 filled not only Janeway's cunt but also her ass. Janeway arched her back, allowing 7 to expand and contract her injectors until her final load of cum squirted out from her vagina, warming 7's cold metallic injectors with Janeway's own hot love juice. 7 continued to kiss Janeway softly, lowering her back down on her back as she pulled her injectors clear, covered with Janeway's cum and shit. Janeway just moaned, lost in the bliss of orgasm as 7 cleaned Janeway's body with her knowing tongue. 7 watched Janeway relax into sleep, staring down at the naked, used, body of the woman who had taught her about humanity, essentially, all to well. She smiled, kissing Janeway once on the lips before leaving her side. Janeway woke, the computer stating that it was time for her duty shift. She looked down and saw her naked body, wondering why she had slept in this way, until the memories of the night before filled her mind, of 7's seduction and the orgasms she had brought the Captain to. She had had her wish granted, and been given a good fucking, even if it was with another women. "No" she said softly, seeing a 'Message Waiting' sign on her monitor. She reached across and hit the play button, leaning on her side. An image of Janeway naked, asleep, appeared. A broad grin was on her face, obviously after she had fallen asleep after orgasm. Her right hand was between her legs, one of her fingers pushing into her vagina. A simple bar of text was beneath the image. 'Thank you for you lesson. We both learnt things about our humanity and sexuality. I'll leave it to you to decide whether we continue these lessons' To Be Continued.... Janeway and 7 of 9 Ch. 2 Janeway walked into the briefing room, constantly aware of her surroundings as memories of the previous night filled her mind. Despite her best efforts, the image of 7's hand rubbing her clit and pushing up into her sex wouldn't leave her mind, or reality. As she walked into the room, she almost freeze, seeing 7 talking causally to Torres on the opposite side of the table. The crew member's settled down, 7 herself simply nodding at the captain as she took her place at the table. Her first officer began the daily briefing, noticing Janeway was more quiet than usual. Janeway for her part just sat in her seat, trying to stop herself staring at 7's body. She heard her PADD go off on the table beside her and looked down, noticing it had an incoming file. She picked it up slowly, noticing 7 had glanced up at her for a second before continuing to listen to Chakotay. Again Janeway appeared naked on her bed in her quarters, this though, a new image. Here Janeway was again asleep but her legs had been spread wide, allowing a complete view of her vagina. Two of her finger's were pushed up into her sex, a thin trail of her cum juice had soaked the small area beneath her crotch. Janeway had wanked and cum in her sleep, an act captured by the internal sensors in her quarters. "Anything to add captain?" "7" Janeway said looking up, placing her PADD on the table. She noticed all the senior crew were staring at her, especially the men in the room, and most alarmingly, 7 herself, looking worried at the captain's own action. "Captain?" Chakotay asked. "Nothing. Thank you for the briefing, 7, please stay behind" Janeway said calmly. The officers stood and moved slowly out of the briefing room. Janeway, not for the first time, caught the way Kim stared lustily at her body. It had been Kim's first assignment to Voyager when she caught lost. Janeway had always thought Kim saw her as a mother figure, but recently, a mother figure he perhaps wanted to have sex with. Janeway herself had always seen Kim as a sort of adopted son, but she would be lying to herself if she didn't admit that she hadn't once looked at Kim when he had left the holodeck, his body glistening with sweat exposing his well muscled body. Only several hours of masturbation had satisfied that sight. But now she stood alone with 7, watching the former Borg drone sit quite comfortably at the table, her log's crossed, a slight smile across her face. Janeway walked uncomfortably forward, resting on the edge of the table, trying desperately to think of a way to start a conversation that was changing the nature of their relationship. "7, you should not have done that" Janeway said simply, trying to scorn 7 for what could have potentially ruined the image and reputation of Janeway amongst the crew. "Captain, my research on human sexuality and human mating rituals does describe the next step on an intimate secret affair" 7 described with her usual type of voice that echoed both fact and humanity. "And what did you find out?" Janeway asked, swallowing, nervous at where this 'research' had taken 7. "That for a secret affair to continue, one partner usually has to take control, become the dominant partner in the mating ritual." 7 said coolly, standing and walking around the table to where Janeway sat. The captain tried to inch away from the blond drone. "7, some relationships are based on trust and mutual respect. Didn't your research show you that?" Janeway asked, putting slight distance between 7 and herself. "Secret affairs based on mutual trust tended to end quickly. Relationship's based on one dominant partners over another tended to last a lot longer. Clearly" 7 replied, quickening her step and stopping in front of Janeway. "You enjoyed yourself last night. I've still got your scent on my skin. Now what would the doctor say if he was to examine me now and find traces of your cum on my hand?" 7 asked raising an eyebrow. "7 please don't do this" Janeway pleaded. 7 raised a finger to the captain's lips and pushed her backwards onto the table. 7 climbed on top of Janeway's body, reaching up and pulling the pin out of her hair. Her long blond hair fell downwards, falling over her ample assets. She reached down and gripped the edge of Janeway's jacket, pulling it open, revealing the lack of under shirt Janeway wasn't wearing. "So, you didn't report to duty with your proper uniform" 7 said grinning, massaging the swelling nipple's on Janeway's small breasts. Janeway moaned, her head rolling to the side as 7 continued her expert manipulation. Janeway reached up and pushed her fingers into 7's mouth. 7 sucked down on Janeway's finger's, releasing one of Janeway's breasts, and pushing the hand further into her mouth, sucking on each finger individually, until Janeway's body began to tense up, 7 obviously knowing how to find the sexually sensitive spots on human female's. 7 pulled Janeway's jacket clear and through it across the room. Janeway watched it go, and didn't care. For the second time in a month, an actual living being was giving her the satisfaction and sexual pleasure she hadn't felt in years. Janeway didn't care if she was having hot lesbian sex with 7 of 9, and the crew walked in on her right now, she was being fulfilled like no other person had satisfied before. Not even her former fiancŽe. Janeway pulled her dripping hand clear and reached up to 7's sealed blue one piece jumpsuit, pulling the edges apart and exposing the silver breast support piece 7 wore for comfort. "You want to touch my breasts?" 7 asked. Janeway nodded. 7 slipped her top off her back and gripped the breast support, taking it off and allowing her large tit's to fall free, banging against the surface of her chest. She shook, allowing her breasts to flap around, Janeway pinching 7's nipple's in mid motion. 7 herself moaned now, Janeway feeling 7's large brown nipple's grow erect in her hands. Janeway grinned, pulling them further from her tit's before allowing them to snap back against 7's breasts, 7 falling back. "Captain Janeway!" 7 said now smiling, obviously experiencing her first sexual feeling. Even though Janeway had only had sex with Mark, her former fiancŽe many times, she knew when she was getting someone aroused. Even though she was in her 40's, she still had the ability to get some one off. Janeway continued to pull 7's suit apart, pushing her hands down into 7's muff. She moved her hands along the edge of 7's vagina, bringing them out briefly and taking a handful of blond pubic hair. 7 reached down and took one of her short blond pubes, placing it on her tongue and sucking it clean, tasting the oily scent of her cum. Janeway pushed her hands back down and gripped the edge's of 7's vagina, pulling her outer lips apart, 7's cunt almost exploding all over. 7 screamed Janeway's name, gripping the captain's wrists and pushing them further down, Janeway's fingers pushing up into 7's pussy, almost pushing up into her wrists. 7 rotated on Janeway's wrists, grinding downwards until a strange sensation began to build up between her thighs. "Captain, something is happening" a mixture of lust and fear in her voice. She wanted this strange feeling to leave, but on the other hand it was the most purest and pleasurable sensation she had felt. Janeway gripped 7's head tight with her one free hand, allowing 7 to use the other as her own artificial cock. "7, your about to have your first human orgasm" Janeway said simply, expanding her hand outwards in 7's pussy. The drone collapsed back onto the table, Janeway switching positions and pushing her clenched fist in and out of the drone's cunt, hearing the moist juices slurping against the pressure of her skin. 7 screamed Janeway's name as her head crashed down onto the table, her first orgasm releasing a stream of cum down Janeway's cunt. She pulled her wrist clear, shaking the cum off her arm onto 7's pubes, drop's soaking into 7's shortest, and smelliest hair. "Captain" she muttered, looking up in lust at Janeway who stood whipping the cum off onto 7's naked belly, gripping the bottom of her breast with her wet hand. She lent in and sucked 7's left nipple, licking up the breast before dropping her tongue onto 7's lips, pushing into 7's mouth. 7 responded sucking on Janeway's tongue. She used her Borg strength and lifted Janeway over, dropping her on her stomach, moving down her body and ending at the edge of her pants. She gripped the dark material and yanked them down, exposing Janeway's naked ass, still slightly red from where 7 had penetrated her with her Borg injectors. "My ass is still sore from you last night" Janeway said, moving her hand around her body to block 7 from pushing her hand up into her anus again. 7 reached down and pulled Janeway's hand's away, taking each bum cheek and pulling them gently apart. She lowered her head and rested her tongue on Janeway's anus, tasting the scent of shit. So, the captain needed to excrete? 7 pushed her tongue down further, penetrating the relaxed muscles of Janeway's rectum, feeling the head of a shit inside the captain's ass. 7 licked the head of the shit, tasting the bitter taste, hoping she might be around when Janeway pushed this one out. "7, are you tasting my shit?" Janeway asked in surprise, staring down at 7. "Amongst other things" 7 said grinning back. She pulled her tongue back into her mouth, swallowing the captains own shit and pushed Janeway's thighs further apart, exposing the captain's vagina. Janeway felt herself juicing as 7 stuck her tongue out and licked the captain's vagina, tracing the folds and lines of her pussy before pushing it in, gripping the lip's of the captain and allowing her full access to Janeway's private sex. "Oh yes 7" Janeway moaned, face down, as she gripped her breast and squeezed her nipple, arousing herself completely as 7 worked her tongue once more to Janeway's clit, and sucked down on it, biting it briefly with her teeth, Janeway screaming in pain and pleasure. "7!" she screamed, ejaculating her own cum into the drone's mouth. "Captain!" a hoarse voice demanded. Janeway looked up, and stared into the cold eye's of Torres, the half-Klingon, half-human chief engineer. There was no way she could explain this, with 7's tongue stuck inside her vagina, her body limp after a powerful orgasm. "Torres" she said limply, releasing her breast and stretching out her hand. "So that's why you and 7 of 9 are so close" Torres said grinning, a ruthless smile. Janeway was afraid at what was going to happen. Janeway rolled naked off the table, trying to walk seductively forward, even though her legs were trembling after the best orgasm she had had, thanks to 7's knowledge and powerful tongue. Here she was, a randy middle aged women with smallish tit's trying to seduce a half-Klingon women who was engaged to her best pilot. "I don't want you" Torres said stepping back, her grin widening. "But I know someone who does" Torres continued, stepping forward and pinching Janeway's nipple with Klingon strength, twisting it slightly. Janeway couldn't help but moan, feeling her cunt trembling as another orgasm began to build in her pussy. Torres laughed slightly, enjoying this control over the captain. "Who?" Janeway half asked, half sighed. Torres reached down and pushed her hands between Janeway's thighs, her ridged hand masturbating Janeway until the captain came over the engineers light touch. "Harry" Torres said, pulling her cum covered hand free, leaning forward and kissing the captain lightly on the lips, between stepping into the open doors. "And maybe I will keep this our little secret. Maybe" she said, leaving. To Be Continued... Janeway and 7 of 9 Ch. 3 Chapter 3: Dinner and the Date Captain Janeway watched Torres leave the conference room, despite being in the worst position threatening her career to date, her aroused state couldn't stop her staring at Torres well muscled ass as she seductively left the room. Tom must be one happy man, Janeway thought to herself, sighing, as she turned around, staring at 7 still recovering from her orgasm at Janeway's touch. Even though Janeway concerned what Torres might do, she couldn't help but stare lustfully at the former Borg drone lying spent on her back. Her large tits were resting on her chest, her skin dripping with sweat. Her cunt was moist and wet where Janeway had been sucking her off. Janeway thought about what Torres had asked her to do. Technically, her private life with 7 was within Starfleet regulation as 7 had not enlisted as a crewmember or held an officers commission. If 7 and herself wished to pursue a relationship then they were allowed, but now Torres, one of her officers and friend had 'Caught' them in the act. Torres could destroy the captain's reputation and loose the trust the crew held in Janeway. In short, Torres could destroy Janeway's position, but what she was asking was a violation of the rules Janeway believed in. Fucking Kim, fucking Harry Kim, an ensign and an officer in her crew, fucking someone under her command. If it had been that simple then maybe, eventually, she could have convinced herself to fuck him for the greater good. But Kim was different, from the others, he was almost her son. Kim had come on board Voyager a very young, inexperienced man, but had developed over these 7 years into a rounded mature male. But he still had a lot to learn, he had always fallen for the wrong woman, and it seemed that he had fallen for her, the ultimate wrong woman. Janeway walked forwards and dropped her hand onto 7's crotch, feeling that fine shaven cunt for the last time before reaching for her uniform jacket and black trousers, pulling them on quickly, with her boots, and throwing 7's crotch support cloth to the woman naked on the table, before walking onto the bridge, noticing the crew at their stations. As she walked close to Torres, looking at her to see if Torres would give any sign she had told the others, she felt a hand brush against her ass as she walked away, pinching her lightly. Inside, she wanted to cum on the spot, thinking of the prospect of wild, violent gay sex with the Klingon chief engineer. She sat down in her seat, noticing the bridge crew was watching her. She looked at her first officer. "Why is everyone watching me?" she asked quietly, crossing her leg to hide the wet patch between her legs. "Where's your undershirt?" Chakotay asked. Janeway reached up to her collar, realising that only her thin uniform jacket hid her breasts from her friends. She instantly wrapped her hands around her neck, trying to retain some pride. "I'm sorry, I was in a rush this morning. You have the bridge commander, I'll be in my quarters" Janeway said standing. She walked up to the lift, stopping at the side of Kim's station, leaning in. "Ensign, will you come with me to my quarters" Janeway asked, before walking into the lift. Kim followed her, trying to find a position that would hide an obvious growing erection. Janeway stared straight, her eyes occasionally drifting down to his crotch area, surprised at how large he had grown from a simple request to accompany her to her quarters, although the situation was far from normal. Janeway walked into her quarters, Kim trailing slightly behind, looking for somewhere to hide his stiff interest in Janeway. The captain collapsed into her favourite comfy chair, her body tired from fucking 7 of 9 and general tension from being found out. She pulled her boots off, placing her bare feet on her stool, leaning back in the chair. "Captain, why did you request my presence?" Kim asked, standing at attention in more ways than one, wishing he knew what this was all about. "Harry, come here" Janeway said, leaning forward, rolling her tired head on her aching neck. Harry walked forward, stopping behind the captain's chair. Janeway looked up at him. "Harry, I've heard you give the best neck massages on deck:4. Would you mind rubbing my shoulders?" Janeway asked. Kim walked stiffly forward, again angling his body to hide an erection from the captain, his stiff cock aching against the tight fabric. He stood behind the chair, touching her shoulder, the closest he had been to the captain. He began to rub her shoulders, feeling the knots and tightness of her muscles. Janeway sighed, moaning, surprising Kim with her emotions. She rolled her head, her eyes shut, a smile on her face as Kim massaged her shoulders, obviously realising Janeway was enjoying this as much as he was. Janeway hesitated slightly, then slipped her jacket down her arms, crossing her arms across her breasts, not wanting to be too fast in case she frightened him away, although this was a significant move. Kim's hands slipped slightly, rubbing down her chest, stopping at the top of her tits, touching her hands. He pulled his hands back and continued to massage her shoulders now, his fingers pushing into her skin. His hands, his fucking hands were so close to her tits. Breasts he had wanted to suck and touch since he had come on board. Kim felt his cock pressing into the chair, realising Kath-, the captain, must feel the lump in her chair. He continued to massage her shoulders, moving his hands down her back, moving them occasionally onto her ribs, and sparingly, around to her flat stomach, again, feeling the bottom of her hands cupping her breasts. And his skills as a masseur worked, Janeway again moaned loudly, now dropping her arms to her side, revealing her small, pert tits to Kim, Harry almost ejaculating in his pants. He lent forward slightly, pushing hardly into her neck, blowing briefly onto her skin, seeing small shiver spots form on Janeway's naked skin. Janeway sighed again, rolling her neck back, her breasts standing out, her nipples stiff and erect. As Kim slowed his massage, he couldn't help staring at her tits, realising when it was too late that Janeway had her eyes open staring at him. She reached up into his black hair, gripping the sides of his head and pulled him down to her face, feeling his hot breath from his mouth blowing onto her skin. She stuck out her tongue and licked his lips, before pulling him into a kiss, releasing it and kissing him again, her tongue entering his mouth rubbing against his tongue. Harry almost jumped away, realising he was French kissing his commanding officer, his hands almost touching the smooth surface of her tits, covering the age lines starting to appear around her tits. Harry was red in the face, backing away, the doors to her quarters opening. "I'm... I'm so sorry" he stuttered, running down the corridor. Janeway stood, her breasts hanging down on her chest. She had been so close to fucking him, and now her career could be over if her revealed to any of his friends what had happened. She stood briefly at the doorway, before suddenly jumping back, realising if anyone had walked by, they would have seen her topless, and obviously lusting after someone. She reached for her comm. Pin. "Janeway to 7, meet me on the holodeck, wear something sexy" Janeway said, walking into her quarters, pulling her cum soaked trousers down. She reached for her favourite black dress, slipping it on, enjoying the feeling of a draft between her legs, replacing the feeling of the tight fabric against her cunt. She left her quarters, maybe for the last time, walking towards the holodeck. She loaded up her favourite program, a French Restaurant one, taking a seat and waiting for 7 to arrive. She waited anxiously, but finally 7 walked in wearing a diamond studded dark blue dress, showing off her obvious assets, her tits straining against her dress. She stood and kissed 7 on the lips as the former drone got close, her hands moving down her body gripping 7's tight ass, her fingers pushing into the material, softening up her tight cheeks. 7 moaned, returning Janeway's kiss with such passion that Janeway would have agreed to anything at that moment. 7 pushed Janeway onto the table, the dinning set up falling or smashing against the wooden deck flooring, the bottle of wine toppling slightly before 7 grabbed it, setting it down on a chair. She gripped the hem of Janeway's dress and ripped it violently open, exposing Janeway's tired, stained, used and aged body to the drone. But to 7, Janeway was a model of perfection, her tits not to large unlike 7's, but practical, easy to grab. Her cunt hair was still damp, from a mix of 7's wanking earlier on and Janeway's own arousal. Her naked body was smooth, thin but with a slight muscle tone, a perfect body that 7 was beginning to love, and one she wanted to express that love with. Janeway wrapped her legs around 7's body and pulled her towards Janeway's naked, waiting body. 7 extended her modified injectors, rotating them around to tickle Janeway's clit, forcing Janeway to almost ejaculate onto the drones hand. Janeway resisted her bodily urges and reached up, gripping the straps of 7's dress and slipping it down her shoulders. 7 slithered out of the dress, allowing it to drop onto the floor, exposing her well-muscled, tall, blond, naked body. 7 began to fist Janeway, using her injectors to expand beyond her fist in Janeway's cunt, filling Janeway's passage beyond what the captain had ever experienced. It was like she had 8 stiff cocks pushed up into her cunt at the same time, to her writhing delight on the table. "Captain, the doctor had my injectors modified" 7 said teasingly, stretching Janeway's cunt wide before squeezing her bud, rubbing it gently in her fingers. Janeway nodded, not caring what 7 was saying as long as she filled her cunt with this much force. 7 slid her other hand into Janeway's loose cunt, ready to make the captain cum like she had never done before. "He inserted human male semen into my injectors" 7 said leaning over the captains body, her warm tongue licking the captains right tit, both hands now contracting and expanding in Janeway's cunt. Janeway heard some of this, but most of her concentration was a thousand light years away, wishing she had experienced this type of fuck before, knowing she would have chosen a more erotic profession on Risa say. 7 pulled one cum soaked hand clear and slid it under the captains body, inserting her injectors into the captains anal ring, expanding them until Janeway's shit hole was 3 inches wide, then ramming her fist up into Janeway's ass, meeting the head of a large shit in her way. She pushed her fist into the shit, feeling the captain's most intimate hot substance warm and runny against her skin. Janeway came on 7's cunt hand, her body arching up tightly, her tits pressing into her friend's mouth. 7 continued to expand her injectors, knowing that Janeway would come again very soon. "I'm only going to fuck you if you let me cum inside you?" 7 said, her fingers stopping only millimetres from Janeway's bud. Janeway looked up, her faced stunned. "You want to shoot semen up into my cunt?, 7, I could get pregnant" Janeway said, breathing sharply, obviously highly aroused. 7 rubbed Janeway's cunt, her fingers pushing back into the warm folds of flesh, easy access now that her cunt was so loose and aroused, dripping Janeway's love juice everywhere. "This is my only chance to mate captain, please" 7 pleaded, lowering her head to Janeway's cunt, her tongue stretching out and licking Janeway's soft lips, the tickle of hairs just a turn on. Janeway stared down at 7, her only reaction a simple nod, knowing that that was the only motion that would enable this bliss to reach it's ultimate conclusion. 7 bit down on Janeway's clit, the captain's cum shooting out onto the drones face. As 7 felt Janeway's hips buckle under her touch, she gripped Janeway's vagina lips and pulled them wide, her injectors extending forward towards the captain tubes, giving her semen the best advantage she could, before opening them up and allowing the sticky liquid to role out, willing them on up into the captain's body, hoping that Janeway, the woman she now loved would be the mother to her baby. Janeway felt 7 lift her up, her body limp under the drones arms. She heard 7 speak and the environment changed, no longer her French restaurant, the scene of a hot intimate fuck but now a warm beach, the sun in a permanent setting state. Janeway was set down on some soft sand, feeling her warm shit rolling out onto the warm golden sand, her ass cheeks covered in shit, sand and her cum. 7 lay down beside her, wrapping her arm around Janeway, making sure she hugged the captains tits, enjoying the feeling of the softening nipples under her skin, although the refused to return to their soft, normal, brown state. Well hopefully they would grow soon, as they began to produce milk. "I love you" 7 whispered into Janeway's ear, her tongue sticking out licking the soft lobe, enjoying every single taste that she could find on Janeway's body. Janeway rolled her head down, staring into 7's dark eyes, wondering why 7 had wanted to get her pregnant. She could easily have the semen removed by the doctor, and stop any early pregnancy, but did she want to? The more she thought about it, there was no one on board she would rather be pregnant with than 7 of 9. Janeway rolled onto her stomach, her body covered in mess. She pushed her leg up onto 7's body, taking hold of one of the large breasts, kissing and licking the surface of the tit, enjoying the nice taste. Her free hand moved through 7's long blond hair, pushing it into the warm water rolling up around her body. "Captain!, 7!" a voice said in shock. Janeway rolled onto her ass sitting up, her hands covering her tits although she realised the visitor had a clear view up her cunt. And what a visitor, Kim, standing shocked, although his trouser front revealed more of his state. "Harry, shut the doors" Janeway ordered. Kim stepped forward, stunned, the two women he loved so much now naked and highly aroused before him. Both had been in the act of fucking each other, the captain on the receiving end of 7's vast knowledge of humanoid mating rituals, her cunt stretched, a mixture of cum and... shit?, the captain's sheet was evident around her ass cheeks and just under her cunt. "What is going on" Kim demanded, walking slowly towards the two naked women. Janeway stood, no longer covering her tits or brown pubic hairs, instead walking towards the ensign. "I think you no the answer to that." Janeway replied, stopping in front of him, her hand cupping his cock. She was about to drop to her knees to suck his cock off when Kim pushed her forward onto her ass and back, the captain stunned at this dominant move of Kim, surprised at this turn of his usual timid, respectful attitude he showed to everyone, well, except those under what command he had. He dropped to his knees, laughing to himself, staring at Janeway's loose cunt. He pulled his cock clear, crawling forward towards her. "Oh mother, I'm gonna fuck you so hard" he said, gripping Janeway's body, handling her tits. "Mother?" Janeway asked, stunned, realising the deep problems that Kim might have. She knew incest was far more accepted now but never knew that Kim held those feelings, and was seeing her as his mother. But Kim was too far gone. He pinned her down, although Janeway knew she could have fought him off. He gripped her hand and wrapped it around his cock, making her guide it into her pussy. "Mommy" Kim moaned, his cock entering Janeway's already spunk and cum soaked vagina, so loose under 7's pressure. 7 was on her feet and running forward, knowing what was about to happen thanks to her improved site, but it was too late. Kim was so aroused that he shot his load into Janeway's cunt, his own semen now moving up Janeway's cunt, so short a fucking but having the same result as the love making 7 had given her. 7 collapsed onto her knees crying, watching Kim pulling his cock away, in shock he had just raped his commanding officer. He backed away, running out of the holodeck, leaving Janeway on her back, her legs open and cunt loose, dripping semen and her own cum onto the sand beneath her ass, 7 crying close to the captains body. To Be Continued in: Janeway helps 7 of 9: Whose baby? Janeway and 7 of 9 Ch. 4 Janeway helps 7 of 9 Chapter:4 Whose baby is it? Janeway shifted in her seat, trying to hide the accelerated bump showing now under her uniform. She knew the rumours circulating around the crew as to whose baby it was, most were guessing the baby was Chakotay's, the ships first officer. No one knew, yet, that it was either 7's or Kim's. Still, this was probably going to be the hardest moment of her life. "Chakotay, you have the bridge. I'll be in sickbay" Janeway said standing, walking past Kim's post, trying to block out the images of his body pinning her down, his tanned cock violently penetrating her cunt until he had ejaculated into her. Janeway could still feel Kim's hands pinching her nipples, twisting them in his fingers. As the turbo-lift moved down the shaft, Janeway felt herself shifting in her uniform, the feeling of a shit rubbing against her cheeks. She wished she had gone this morning instead of waiting until she went off shift. Before 7, she had been the model Starfleet captain, now she was a lesbian fucker, screwing not only 7 but Kim as well, and secretly enjoying the feeling of shitting herself, the total loss of control. Janeway walked down the corridor, finding herself staring at a female Lieutenant walking past her. She was red headed, slightly younger than Janeway herself, but still mature. Had a nice body, and a fine set of tits, not to dissimilar to 7's body. As Janeway passed, she was certain she could feel the Lieutenant's eyes checking her ass out. Janeway deliberately shifted her ass cheeks in her uniform, before turning and walking into sickbay. "Captain, I have the DNA scan result. I, think, you should take a seat" The doctor said walking out of his office. Janeway nodded and sat on the bio-bed, rubbing her bump, wondering whose child she was carrying, and which would be better. She could mother 7's baby,7 wouldn't complain if no one knew it was their child. But could she father Kim's baby, forced to reveal to the entire crew that he had fucked her up? The doctor swung a monitor around to show the captain. "The baby you are carrying has half of your DNA sequences. And half of 7 of 9's DNA sequences. It appears that the modifications I made to 7's injectors to implant human sperm, instead of Borg nano-probes worked. Congratulations, would you like to know the sex of the baby?" the doctor revealed, trying to suppress a grin as he thought about the two women he had most admired having lesbian sex. Part of his sexuality and human mating sub-routines had meant the thought of human reproduction had excited more than it should. "What's the sex of the baby?" Janeway asked, realising her open uniform jacket had exposed her bump under her grey work shirt. "It's a girl" the doctor said smiling. Janeway looked over the shoulder, surprised to see 7 standing in the doorway to the doctor's office, a large smile on her face. Janeway remembered the look of horror on 7's face when she saw Kim ejaculate in Janeway's cunt. Clearly 7 wanted to have a child with the captain, and now Janeway was carrying 7's little girl. They would be great mothers. 7 walked over smiling, taking hold of Janeway's head and planting small kisses onto Janeway's waiting lips. The doctor stepped back discretely, smiling to himself as he just won 10 days on the holo-deck, thanks to a long shot bet that Janeway was a lesbian carrying a child from a crew members donated semen. 7's kisses grew more passionate, until she released Janeway's head, giving Janeway two more light kisses on the lips. 7 crouched, and rolled the captain's grey shirt up, holding Janeway's belly, kissing the centre of the captain's stomach where her child was now growing. Her hands found the waistband of Janeway's uniform trousers, her fingers moving inside, holding Janeway's ass cheeks as she continued to kiss the captain's belly. Janeway felt relaxed for the first time in days, resigned to the fact that she was carrying her lover's child in her womb, and that this most destructive secret was coming out. More so when Chakotay felt that moment was right to enter sickbay, stunned at the sight before him. Janeway, his commanding officer and very close friend sat on the bio-bed, 7's hands gripping the captain's tense butt cheeks, her mouth kissing Janeway's naked belly. Janeway sat open mouthed, unable to offer any explanation for this position that he might accept. Borg, kissing, relaxation techniques perhaps?, no, Chakotay wouldn't buy such a thing. Chakotay smiled, walking forward extending his hand. "Congratulations. I was wondering myself who had got you pregnant, and at such a developed rate. I had my suspicions it might be you 7" Chakotay said, patting her captain on the back, noticing from the corner of his eye 7's hand pulling Janeway's underclothes forward, Janeway's ass crack exposed to the air. Many times when the captain had walked away he had fantasised about fucking her up her tight ass, hearing her squeal under his powerful cock. "Eh, captain. I need to go see Lieutenant Torres for a while, excuse me" 7 said pulling her hands free, planting one final kiss upon Janeway's red lips, and left sickbay, leaving the captain feeling slightly awkward, and two of her close friends slightly horny, both hiding the tell tales signs of erections. 7 walked into main engineering, grateful that she was going to be a mother to a child. She saw Torres alone on the top level running a core diagnostic, and walked onto the lift cart, rising to the top, and disabling the lift controls. No one was going to interrupt them if she had her way. Torres turned when she saw 7 coming, smiled, but was unprepared when 7 gripped the engineer's arms and pinned her against the diagnostic console, staring viciously at the half-klingon / half-human engineer. Torres looked for a way out of this bind, stopping for a second seeing something in 7's eyes she had only seen once before, lying naked on the observation room table after she had been fucked by Janeway. Lust, pure lust and sexual delight, in the former drone's eyes. "Harry told me what the captain did for him, pretending to be his mother. And how sad you were after" Torres stirred, noticing that lust turning into anger. "Janeway's going to be a good mother to his baby" Torres continued, knowing 7 could probably kill her, but grateful for this opportunity to insult 7 who had proved to be such an annoyance when she had first come aboard. 7 smiled, an action that alarmed Torres more than she liked to admit. "It's not Kim's baby, it's mine. We're going to be fine mothers to our little daughter. Kim's tiny contribution did nothing but moisten her pussy for my fist" 7 said roughly, leaning close to Torres face. "I'm going to tell everyone, she'll be ruined" Torres spat back, wishing 7's palms were not pressing against her breasts. While Janeway herself in that used position had not really turned her on, 7's naked body on heat lying on the table had moistened her pussy so much. She hated 7 holding her like this, but wanted her more than ever. "Fine, tell them. We're going public anyway, everyone will know what a jealous woman you are" 7 said threateningly, turning and walking towards the lift. Torres laughed, provoking 7 to turn, walk back and punch Torres to the deck, the Klingon reverting to her heritage, her muscular vagina tensing at this provocative move from the former Borg Drone. 7, noticing heat intensity around Torres crotch stopped, realising that one punch had turned this woman on more than Paris ever had. Torres, noticing the hesitation, jumped up and pinned 7 against the bulk head, her Klingon strength fingers digging into 7's grey jumpsuit, tearing it apart, material ripping around her breasts, dropping out. Torres took one and bit done on 7's nipple, feeling the brown flesh between her sharp teeth, twisting the soft flesh around them until she felt 7's body sliding down the bulk head onto the deck. 7 gripped Torres head and embraced her in a passionate kiss, pulling the Klingon down onto her, the two rolling on the deck as their kisses drew attention from the engineers around them. Torres pulled 7's legs apart, gripping the crotch of 7's jumpsuit and pulled the material apart, revealing a blond haired cunt, dripping pre-cum onto Torres hands. Torres pushed one of her fingers into 7's cunt, rubbing the Borg Drone's clit, 7 bending over to accommodate more of Torres hand into her body. Torres, turning her head slightly, noticed her engineering crew staring at her in amazement, surprised at what she was doing. Ignoring them, she pulled her uniform top and shirt off, letting her breasts drop free, pressing down against 7's large tits, their stiff nipples pushing and rubbing together. 7 reached down, her Borg strength ripping the Torres trousers open from behind, her fingers digging into Torres crack, her injectors extending out and penetrating Torres from the rear, the injectors expanding and contracting, Torres, despite her pride, unable to contain the last she felt from this anal penetration. 7 reached down with her other hand and spanked Torres left ass cheek, the Klingon biting down on her bottom lip, silently grateful for this 'Punishment', no man, no one, had ever given her. She had wondered why some humans liked to be spanked, grateful that 7 was giving her first hand experience, while fulfilling another dark desire. Torres, bucking now on 7's injectors, felt her anal ring contracting around the drones metallic injectors, almost until she snapped them as she experienced her first, lesbian, orgasm, her slimy Klingon cum oozing out through her trouser front, wetting the deck beneath her. Paris had always been amazed at how wet Torres could get when she was aroused, now 7 had the knowledge of Torres ejaculation secret. Torres lay panting, topless, her ass exposed, on 7's body. The drone, her own uniform in shreds lay strewn about the deck, her cunt and breasts on display to not only Torres but several of the engineers who had helped remove some of 7's Borg implants, always wondering about the 'Perfection' beneath, and know having first hand knowledge. The Klingon chief engineer began to slide down 7's willing body until the Borg Drone gripped Torres by the armpits and lifted her, until Torres straddled the drones body, looking confused at 7. She stood, pulling her shirt down, covering her tits but unable to do anything about the flaps of trousers from behind exposing her used crack to the engineers. 7 herself stood, her uniform a wreck, but caring little that many people could see her large breasts and her blond pubic hair. To her, modesty was a human weakness. 7 stepped forward, cupping Torres tit with one hand, while pushing her hand through the Klingons soft, black hair. She lent close, kissing Torres once on her lips, Torres bending her head into 7's grasp. "I don't mind giving pleasure" 7 whispered, releasing Torres tit. "But some things only the capt-, only Katherine can give me." 7 finished. Torres grinned, licking 7's palm, staring longingly at those blond pubes pushing out through the rip she herself had created. 7 smiled, and walked away, her breasts swaying freely, grinning at the stunned engineers who hadn't bargained on seeing their commanding officer having lesbian sex with the object of many of their desires, 7 of 9. 7 walked out of engineering, moving back to her cargo bay first, to change her clothes, then to find the captain. "Captain's personal log. I have received knowledge from the doctor that I am to carry 7 of 9's child, an act of passion that I do not regret for one minute. Since this news, I have not seen 7 of 9 and wonder, anxiously, whether she still holds those, deep feelings, she expressed to me" Janeway sat in Voyager's gym, her feet dangling in the small spa. Dressed only in a dark one piece bathing suit, she felt exposed and vulnerable with the small baby she was carrying. Two ensigns, one male and one female sat close by talking, both sweating after heavy exercise. Janeway spun around and grinned as 7 sat down beside her, dressed in an equally revealing bathing suit. Thankfully, this time, it wasn't Janeway's bathing suit 7 wore. The doctor must have had fun designing this, Janeway thought smiling. 7 bent her legs beneath her, reaching for some cream beside Janeway. "You look tense, let me massage you" 7 said, squirting the cream onto her hand, pushing Janeway's hair clear with the other. 7 began the massage, Janeway noting how soft her touch was compared to Kim's, feeling her hands move over her skin, feeling the metallic implants 7 still have warming against the captains hot skin. Janeway moaned, dropping her head, her chin resting against her breast. 7 hesitated, and reached for the strap of the bathing suit, pushing each aside. Janeway turned, facing 7, both realising that their next actions would result in the open declaration of their relationship, beyond the doctor and the commanding officer, close friends. Janeway reached up and pulled the straps clear, rolling the suit down over her growing breasts and stomach. 7, shaking slightly, lent forward and began to apply the cream to the captain's stomach, rubbing it softly over the bump Janeway had, applying it into the growth marks Janeway had developed from her hips, brushing the excess off onto Janeway's tits. Janeway lent forward and removed 7's own bathing suit top, taking the cream bottle then almost dropping it as she saw the red bite marks around 7's nipples. Instantly, she knew whose teeth they belonged to, the only Klingon aboard Voyager with teeth that sharp. "What happened?, did Torres bite you?" Janeway asked, her voice rising, not caring anymore if the two ensigns knew what they were doing, and what had apparently happened. "No, I visited Torres in engineering. I showed her that the love between two women can be just as valid as that between a man and a woman." 7 replied quietly, taking one of Janeway's hands and pressing it against the bite marks, until Janeway began to rub the nipple. "You fucked her?" Janeway asked, her voice quivering slightly. "Yes, I fucked her but she didn't fuck me. And she understood that what we share is very important." 7 replied taking hold of Janeway's hand, gripping it tightly in her own. "I love you Katherine Janeway, and, I want to be the mother to your baby. I want to be your wife. Will you marry me?" 7 asked, staring longingly into Janeway's brown eyes. Janeway, tutor and mentor, sat topless, in front of two of her crew. Her hand was being held by her pupil, and lovers hands, the mother of her child. Could she marry 7, would this relationship be allowed, accepted, among the crew she commanded? To Be Continued in: Janeway helps 7 of 9 Chapter:5 The Birth and Engagement. Janeway and 7 of 9 Ch. 5 The Birth and Engagement Former Borg Drone and new mother, 7 of 9, sat in Captain Janeway's private bathtub. The captain of the Federations furthest ship lay against her lover's body, the weight of her baby pressing against the body of 7 of 9. Still, the former drone didn't complain. She enjoyed this closeness to Janeway, enjoyed feeling the press of the captain's bare back against her large tits. She loved to feel the metallic implants in her hand warm under the touch of Janeway's cunt. "Why didn't you invite me to one of your baths before. It's so much more relaxing compared to standing all night in a regeneration suit" 7 commented, continuing to wash Janeway's shoulders with the wash cloth, shifting her leg in the hot water, dropping it down between Janeway's, feeling the captain's brown pubic hairs tickling against her smooth skin. "As I seem to recall 7, you threatened to assimilate me when you first came aboard" Janeway replied, laughing out loud, the rise and fall of her chest pushing against 7. 7 of 9 reached around and gently took hold of one of the captains growing brown nipples, rubbing it softly until it stiffened slightly in her grasp. Janeway dropped her head onto 7's shoulder, looking up at the drone. 7 lent down and kissed Janeway on her lips, enjoying the taste of the captain's mouth against her own, wishing once more, she didn't have the Borg implants, she could be just a normal woman for her normal lover. "We would have been closer" 7 said softly, releasing her kiss, moving the wash cloth down the captain's body, moving it over Janeway's belly, pressing further between the captain's thighs, scrubbing away the sweat from their passionate love making only a half hour before. "Excuse me?" Janeway asked, enjoying the feeling of 7's touch with the cloth, the edge of the wet fabric brushing against the outer lips of her cunt. "You said, that when I first came aboard, I threatened to assimilate you. And I replied that we would have been closer" 7 explained, moving the bar of replicated soap through Janeway's pubic hair, rubbing it until the bubbles appeared, then washing them away with the wash cloth. Janeway released a small fart, the gas bubbles rising up. 7 grinned, squeezing Janeway's nipple for a second, the captain emitting a sharp yelp. "Manner's, you don't want our baby learning bad habits" 7 said releasing the nipple. Janeway reached up rubbing her breast, before turning awkwardly in the bath, supporting her belly and the wriggling child within her. She sat on her legs folded beneath her, moving her dripping wet hand against 7's cheek. "Our child will learn the best of humanity from me, and the calm, intelligence and dashing good looks from her other mother, my wife" Janeway said smiling, leaning forward to kiss her. The doors to her quarters chimed, the panel on the bulkhead flashing that someone had hit the door control. Janeway stopped, grinning and releasing 7's cheek. She stood and climbed out of the bath, taking a bathrobe and wrapping it around her pregnant body. The door chimed again until she got there. The doors parted revealing the EMH doctor. He looked surprised at the appearance of the captain, her hair dripping water onto the deck plates. "Can I help you doctor, I was having a bath?" Janeway asked, brushing her hair back with her hand. "I, er, came to perform your weekly examination" he stuttered. Janeway nodded and stepped back, allowing the doctor into her quarters, and the doors to shut. She took a seat on the couch, her legs apart, before she realised her vagina was in view and crossed her legs, watching as the doctor took a seat in front of her. "We'll just begin" the doctor said opening his medical kit. He snapped open the tri-corder and began to scan the swell on Janeway's body. He reached forward, moving his hand slowly over the large lump now, grinning as he moved the instrument over the captain's stomach. "Would it be easier if I removed my robe?" Janeway asked. The doctor shrugged, rubbing a finger around his collar. Janeway stood and undid the sash of her robe, letting it drop onto the deck, taking a seat on the couch, her naked body exposed to the doctor. She lay down, allowing the doctor to scan her stomach, his eyes occasionally drifting up to her growing breasts, ready to feed her new daughter. Janeway had often thought about what the doctor would be like, indeed, what any hologram would be like to fuck. Since that experience on the holodeck in the Irish village, she had sworn never to use the holodeck for sexual release. But the doctor was different. She could program him for her, specifications, and make sure he never revealed it to the rest of the crew. "I heard voices" 7 said, walking into the main room. She stopped, seeing the doctor examining Janeway's naked body. The doctor stared at 7, also wearing a bathrobe, and guessed instantly what had been going on before he arrived. A simple request of the computer had revealed 7 in the captain's quarters but he had been uncertain that they maybe involved in mating rituals, not bathing. 7 took a seat at the end of the couch, a clear view between the captains parted legs. The doctor continued his examination, not missing the move of 7's hands between the captain's legs, the drone's hands massaging Janeway's cunt lips. Janeway smiled, staring at the doctor as 7 continued her gentle masturbation of the captain. "So, has a wedding date been set yet?" the doctor asked, trying to brake through the obvious sexual tension in the air. "Tell me doctor, just how, big, are you" Janeway asked, placing her hand on 7's, winking once at the drone, before returning her gaze at the doctor. The doctor closed the tri-corder, wishing his sub-routines would advice him on this situation. "Big, as in tall?" the doctor asked laughing nervously, stepping away from the couch. 7 stood and moved behind the doctor, allowing her bathrobe to fall to the floor, gripping the doctor's uniform jacket and pulling it off him. Both knew he could have simply created a new jacket, but the actual experiencing of stripping him of his clothes did enough to stir the doctor's holo-penis. Janeway stood, her large belly falling forward. She walked slowly forward, stopping in front of the doctor. She took the edge of his trousers and pulled them down, revealing a firm set of legs and an erection of roughly 7'. Janeway guessed this was the length of his designer, but that was a guess. She cupped his penis in her hands, pulling it free, forgetting for a moment it was just that, a projection of light beams in the shape of a penis. "I haven't had my vagina examined yet" she said softly, pulling his foreskin back, feeling the head of the doctors cock. "Captain, that's not exactly my area of expertise. One of the female nurses would be willing, more than willing, to assist you" the doctor replied weakly, his penis expanding an extra inch in her hand. Never, in all his day dreams, had her ever thought about being in this position with a pregnant captain and naked former Borg drone, but here he stood. Janeway released his penis and took a seat on the couch, raising her legs and spreading them, resting his feet on the tabletop. Her pussy was now completely exposed to the doctor, every line of her cunt lips visible. The doctor knelt on the table, dropping his legs down between the table and the couch. He turned his head once, enjoying the view of 7's naked body, storing that image in his head for later use and began to explore the captain's vagina. The doctor had only seen the captain's vagina once before during her monthly medical, and that had been when a nurse was with him, not the captain's naked lover. Despite his best efforts to keep this a purely medical examination, he found it difficult with the captain leaking pre-cum out of her pussy, and his own penis out on display to them both. According to his instrument, her vagina was fine for this period of her pregnancy, the baby was developing well and she would give birth very soon. "Well, all done. I'll be going" the doctor said snapping the instrument shut, reaching for his trousers. 7 placed her hands on his shoulders moving behind him. He could feel her breasts pushing against his back, her nipples pressing into him. "Doctor, 7 told me that on many worlds, the best way to induce labour is to have sexual intercourse. Now, you wouldn't be a very good doctor if you didn't try, everything, to help me through this" Janeway said, not moving, hoping the sight of her cunt would be enough to stir him. "What about 7?" the doctor asked weakly, his sexual sub-routines taking over his basic decision making. "It's okay, she likes me being happy" Janeway said, lying back on the sofa, her leads spread apart. The doctor, changing his form in an instant from a partially undressed holo-gram to a naked, well muscled human male. His penis was overtly long but longer than Mark's had been. When he moved between the legs of the captain, he couldn't help but wish he had done this sooner, how easier it would have been for the captain to take his decision seriously. The captain reached down over her stomach and took his penis, moving it to the edge of her cunt until he took the initiative and moved it into her body. The EMH continued to slide it in until the base of his cock met hers, the two officers connected in a way both enjoyed, and feared. Still, the doctor was aware of the room in the captain's cunt and made a decision. In a second, he changed the length of his cock until he filled her cunt. The captain dropped back, gasping. Never had she had a penis this big inside, but the doctor was unique, he could change himself to suit her personal needs. The doc withdrew, then pushed his large penis back into the captain, Janeway biting down on her lip, tears of pleasure and pain rolling from her eyes as she looked at 7, the drone moving her hand through Janeway's hair, bending down and kissing the captain gently on the lips. "7, I don't think I, I" Janeway muttered, wondering if her pussy could take this size inside her. Hating the pain as his cock stretched her cunt around him but enjoying the sensation as he withdrew and pushed in, brushing against her clit. 7 continued to kiss her softly. "You can take it. Just close your eyes and remember it's for your daughter" 7 replied smiling, allowing Janeway to take hold of one of her breasts and bite down on 7's nipple, her sucking and biting in time with the thrusts of the holo-graphic doctor. 7 herself could see the captain's cunt stretching to accommodate the doctors unnaturally large penis, wishing for a second, she herself had mated with him when he had shown interest in her a couple of years back. Janeway looked up as she felt the doctor's penis trembling slightly. When she had last fucked Mark, she knew this was what happened to him before he shot his load. But the doctor was a hologram, would his cum actually exist when it left his body. The doctor prepared to withdraw, ready to shoot his semen onto her belly, well aware it would disappear once it left his penis. Janeway, sensing this action wrapped her hands around his ass and pulled him into her, ignoring the pain as she took his length up her cunt, grinning over the pain, staring into the doctors eyes as they exchanged that look that spoke more words than they ever could. The doctor drove his penis into her body, his holographic cum leaving his body them instantly dissolving in her cunt. The captain smiled, not caring anymore if she was being fucked by a projection of light, and that a former Borg drone was sitting naked beside her with her child in the captain's stomach. The captain was having a more relaxing type of orgasm, not the kind 7 gave her but a different kind. She could feel her whole body relaxing, sensitive under the doctor's every touch and thrust. While her pussy still hurt, it was numb compared to what she was feeling. And that was when everything changed, when she felt something, not wholly erotic, but slightly, uncomfortable, in her womb. She looked up and saw the doctor had once again changed back into his green medical uniform. "Captain, you water has just broken. I think it's time" he said happily. Captain Janeway of the Federation star ship Voyager was about to become the first lesbian mother to a former Borg's child. 7 stood, wrapping her arms beneath the captain and lifting her off the couch, not caring that either she or her lover and soon to be wife, wore nothing. The whole crew could see them naked but she was going to get Janeway to sickbay. "We have to leave now" 7 said to the doctor. The doctor nodded and led the way. As they walked, they did draw looks from the passing crew members who were surprised to see the naked pregnant captain being carried by the muscular 7 of 9, the Borg's breasts swaying slightly under the momentum, the captain's pussy dripping her own cum onto the deck as they walked. Janeway herself wished she was anywhere but here, but realised that she was becoming more and more comfortable with her crew seeing her like this. This was who she was know, a lesbian, a lover, and a mother, changes would be made to Voyager. As 7 carried here, Janeway noticed the female Lieutenant in the corridor, who had checked Janeway out only a few days ago. As they passed, the Lieutenant had a clear view between Janeway's legs, seeing the captain's, brown haired, cunt. Janeway smiled, winking before looking up into the eyes of 7 of 9. 7 smiled down at her, although she was concerned for the child. Finally, they entered sickbay, the nurses and medics on duty surprised at this turn of events to see their commanding officer, naked, in the arms of 7 of 9, equally nude, but equally uncaring. 7 set the captain down on the main bio-beds, one of the medics moving a trolley over to the doctor. "7, I need some space" the doctor said, surgical gloves materialising on his hands. 7 nodded stepping back, smiling at the captain as Janeway lay on the bed, feeling the doctors probing hands on her sex, but caring little as she wished it was all over. "7 of 9's personal log. After 13 hours, the EMH doctor has delivered a baby in what he describes as a routine delivery. I look forward to seeing the captain, my wife, and my daughter" 7 walked back into sickbay, taken aback slightly at the sight before her. While the captain held the baby to her left breast, the child sucking milk from her, her stomach had returned to normal, thanks mainly to the doctor's surgical skills. Janeway almost had the figure she had when 7 had first saw her that day in her quarters, when their relationship had begun. In fact the only testimony to Janeway's birth was her large breasts. 7 walked up to the main observation bed, glad to see it had gone well. Janeway, seeing 7 took the Borg's hand, holding it tightly as she released the baby from her nipple, handing it to the drone. "7, meet your first daughter." Janeway said, watching the way 7 rocked the baby girl in her arms. The doctor approached from his office, placing a small metallic device to the baby's head. "This will monitor his life sign readings for the next 24 hours. So, have you though about a name for this beautiful little girl" the doctor said, making baby noises over the little child. 7 raised a curious eyebrow at this action but accepted this as standard human practise in regard to their new born. "I was thinking of Louise" Janeway said. "Louise Janeway, has a nice ring to it" 7 said looking at her partner on the bed, nodding her head, squeezing the captain's hand. "Well you are free to leave sickbay. Just report instantly, any discomfort you might experience over the next couple of days" the doctor said leaving the two alone. "7, I'm not sure I can do this" Janeway said again. 7 of 9 holding baby Louise in her arms stared at her partner, smiling, turning to face her. She reached forward with her right hand, placing it on Janeway's face and brought the captain's head forward into a soft kiss, both women enjoying this small, yet sensual, exchange. Janeway loved every kiss 7 gave her, the experience of thousands of beings sexual mating rituals passing between their lips. "They will accept us" 7 said, releasing the kiss. Janeway nodded, and walked onto the main bridge, her hand in 7's. After Ensign Kim had announced their presence on the bridge, they walked around to the front beyond Paris at navigation, drawing the attention of all on duty. "I have an announcement I would like to make" Janeway said, her voice silencing everyone. "7 of 9 has asked me to marry her, and I've said yes. Commander Chakotay, we would like you to marry us?" Janeway asked, drawing a few stunned gasps from the low ranking crew members, but thankfully, from none of her friends. Chakotay walked around beside her. "It would be my pleasure" he replied. The bridge crew erupted into a round of applause as the first officer took the hands of the captain, staring into her brown eyes, and gave her a kiss on the cheek, knowing that nothing would ever happen between them now. For a brief second, Janeway swore that in his grasp, he briefly passed their hands over his cock but she couldn't prove it, and if it meant a momentary erotic thrill for him, then so what. Janeway turned to 7, the drone having passed the baby girl to Lieutenant Paris, took hold of the drone's hips and pulled her into a passionate embrace, their lips meeting, their tongues exploring each other as the bridge crew continued to applause, not caring if their captain, and to many of them, their mother, was being kissed by 7 of 9, not caring that the two women's hands moved over each other's body in the kiss, tightening their grasp on each other's ass cheeks. "We're getting married" Janeway said releasing the kiss, one of her fingers resting on the crotch of 7's uniform, pushing it gently upwards against the Borg's cunt lips. Janeway also felt a slight moistness, but released the touch, and turned back to the crew who realised she was facing them. "And in true Betazoid fashion, the wedding will be in the nude." Janeway announced, giving 7 one last pinch on her ass before moving back towards her seat. What a day that would turn out to be. To be concluded in: Janeway helps 7 of 9 Chapter:6 The Wedding Janeway and 7 of 9 Ch. 6 Janeway helps 7 of 9 Chapter 6: The Wedding Captain Katherine Janeway stood in her quarters staring at her image in the full-length mirror. The stretch marks around her stomach had begun to fade, thanks largely to the skills of the doctor. Indeed, her figure had almost returned to what it had been be before she had given birth to her daughter Louise, a unique child in this galaxy. Due to some protest from Chakotay, but mainly from 7 of 9, the captain had agreed that the guests at the wedding come clothed, and she did agree now that her original decision had been rash. She moved her hand down her stomach, rubbing her stomach, tracing the faint red marks with one of her fingers before dropping it over her pubic hair, wishing she had taken 7's advice and shaven it off for their honeymoon. Still, she had never felt comfortable with that bare look and preferred to have some hair. Janeway moved her other hand up and touched her sensitive nipple, seeing the slight marks where Louise had been sucking on it, it's large size a result of the milk being produced in it. Her door chimed. She considered pulling some clothes on before realising that a lot of people had seen her nude when she had been carried to sickbay by 7. Instead, she decided to cover her modesty with her arms and called for the door. The EMH walked in, dressed in a black and white suit. He smiled and allowed the door shut, sparing some modesty for the captain. "I came to see how the other bride is doing. People are starting to gather in the mess hall" he said, walking over to the white dress 7 and Janeway had picked for the captain. Janeway turned and followed him, leaning on his shoulder, grateful that he had become such a close friend. The doctor had become a very satisfying lover since that first time in her quarters, to both the captain and 7. He was one of few people who could satisfy the captain besides 7. "How does 7 look?" Janeway asked, walking around the doctor, bending over in front of him, giving him a clear view of her ass as she picked up the wedding dress. She climbed into it, slipping her arms through the sleeves, walking backwards to the doctor who happily sealed it up from behind. "Your not wearing your under garments" the doctor observed, sealing the dress halfway up her back, covering her firm ass cheeks but unable to close it around her chest. He continued to try, Janeway breathing in, allowing the doctor to finally seal it up completely. He stepped back allowing Janeway to turn, shuffling slightly until the dress slipped perfectly into position. "You look beautiful" the doctor remarked leaning forwards, planting a kiss upon the captain's lips. Janeway returned it with equal passion, dismissing the thought of releasing his cock. Knowing how large he could make it, how much of a temptation it was to allow him to fuck her before her wedding. The doctor stepped back and looped his arm, Janeway putting hers through his. The two officers exited the captain's quarters. Janeway couldn't think of anyone she wanted more, to give her away to 7 of 9. Harry Kim stood in the mess hall of the USS Voyager, watching the officers and crew of the Voyager enter, taking their seats now as the ceremony was about to begin. Kim had not been able to shake the feeling of guilt he felt for his near rape of the captain. Nearly all of his senses had told him that he had raped her, forced her down and ejaculated into her body. But he couldn't dismiss the fact that Janeway herself had come on to him in her quarters, dropping her shirt and exposing her breasts. Nor the fact that the captain and 7 of 9, a woman he had wanted since she first came aboard, had been actively having lesbian sex. Or the most important fact that when he had penetrated Janeway, the captain had accepted him reaching an orgasm shortly after him. All these facts he could not dismiss. Still, every time he saw the captain, he couldn't help but feel guilty for what he had done, nor forget the look upon 7's face when he had pulled his cock out of Janeway's vagina, dripping not only his cum but also the captain's. The door's parted and Captain Janeway walked into the mess hall with the doctor by his side. He led her up to the front where Chakotay stood, the captain smiling, unable to contain her emotion. A few moments later, Tuvok entered from the opposite side with 7 of 9 by his side. She wore a similar gown to Janeway's, with a slightly wider gap on her chest to accommodate her larger breasts. Kim noticed Torres enter from a side entrance, taking a position beside him. Her, 'encounter', with 7 of 9 was well known through out the ship now. How 7 had pinned her down then fucked her with her Borg injectors. How Torres had so willingly given herself to the Borg drone before being left breathless as 7 had left. Kim had talked to Paris about the incident, which, as it turned out, had resulted in Torres being more understanding, more willing, to accept different sorts of mating rituals. Both, however, stood back, watching the wedding ceremony commence, both having lost their short time lovers, but both happy to accept this knowing that other opportunities would come along. Kim couldn't help but glance down at the back of Torres who moved her hand down, rubbing between her anal crack, Kim guessing Tom had fucked her from behind last night. The wedding was brief but well put together, Chakotay clearly an excellent minister, to the surprise of many of those there. Kim stared longingly at the captain, wishing privately that the plan for a nude wedding had gone ahead, disappointed that he had missed an opportunity to see these two women naked again. Kim walked forward through the crowd, stopping beside Paris who sat on the second row of the seat holding Louise in her arms. He took an empty seat, watching the two ladies at the front exchanging rings, Chakotay taking their hands and joining them before saying the final words, and allowing them to kiss. Kim, like many males in the room, crossed their legs at that point, hiding numerous erections, as the two married women gave each other their first marital kiss, two sets of hands pushing into each others wedding gowns, both finding no clothes beneath the wedding dress. Two sets of hands finding two naked bums, two index fingers pushing between the cheeks into each other's anal rings as their kiss intensified, their bodies close together. The kiss was only broken when Chakotay coughed, bringing the two lovers swiftly back to reality. The married couple turned and walked down the centre of the room, confetti being thrown over their heads until they reached the exit of the room. Janeway took a step towards the doctor. "Make sure Louise is taken care of" Janeway said. The doctor nodded, blowing her a kiss. Janeway smiled and left the room with 7 at her side, the two walking quickly towards the shuttle bay and the Delta Flyer. Janeway, unable to resist her imminent urges, turned and grabbed 7, pulling her against the bulk head into a long kiss, 7 struggling briefly, pulling away from the captain as 3 startled officers turned the corridor, surprised at what they saw. "Captain, the crew is watching us. We should wait until we are alone to consummate our marriage" 7 said resisting Janeway's continuing advances. Janeway stopped, gripping the side of 7's head, pulling her into a gentle kiss. "7, I don't care who is watching us." Janeway replied, reaching for the back of her dress and pulling it open, allowing it to fall to the deck around her feet. 7, hesitant, allowed Janeway's hands to slowly inch around her back and pull 7's dress open, it falling down besides Janeway. Janeway stood naked opposite her wife, her hands around 7's body, both not saying anything but enjoying this silent moment where their touches and kisses could exchange a life time of knowledge. "If you said so, I would bend over right now and let you have your way with me" Janeway said quietly into 7's ear, moving her mouth, and her kisses down 7's neck, her hands gripping 7's ass cheeks, squeezing them in her grip. 7, enjoying Janeway's touch, lifted the captain into her arms, Janeway once more exposed and vulnerable in the former Borg's arms lay back and enjoyed the feeling, allowing her legs to dangle open, exposing her cunt to any passing crew member. 7 carried Janeway all of the way to the holodeck, loading up their pre-selected holodeck program they had chosen for their honeymoon. Being the only Federation star ship in the Delta Quadrant meant their was little choice for a newly married couple, besides taking a shuttlecraft. But both women wanted to continue their journey home so decided to honeymoon on the holodeck. 7 was slightly surprised at first what Janeway had chosen, not sure if it was suitable but gradually came to accept it. 7 ignored the looks from the various occupants of the building, wondering how it might look for a tall, well muscled naked blond woman to be carrying another naked lady into the brothel in a human city called, Amsterdam on Earth. 7 could the hormones drifting through the air, clearly the place of many sexual experiences. 7 had always thought Janeway to a trim and proper woman, taken aback at this sudden revelation at what a slut she was. "We are on our honeymoon" 7 said flatly. The cheap looking woman nodded and gave 7 a key. The Drone carried the captain up the soft stair, not missing the lookers from the scantily dressed ladies staring at the naked captain, amazed by the beauty of the two married ladies. 7 entered the room, resting Janeway on the bed and locking the door. "Finally, we are alone" 7 said smiling, approached the bed, climbing onto it beside Janeway. The captain rolled off and moved towards the side room. "Sorry 7, nature calls." Janeway stated walking towards the bathroom. 7 jumped up and stopped Janeway. "Captain, Katherine, all that I have, is yours. And all that you have, is mine. I know about your, dirty fantasy, something you thought I didn't know. Do it here" 7 said. Janeway turned, slightly shocked 7 knew. "7 I can't" she protested weakly, surrendering to 7's touch. "I said do it here!" 7 demanded, reaching around and slapping Janeway once on her right ass cheek. Janeway swallowed, nodding, and crouched down, feeling the head of her shit poking from her anal ring. 7 knelt down in front of her between Janeway's legs, watching the captain straining to keep some measure of self-control from her new wife. 7 reached around and pulled Janeway's ass cheeks apart, dropping one cheek, moistening her index finger and returning her grasp, rubbing saliva onto the hole. She could feel the head of the shit poking from her ring, slipping in and out. She began to scratch around the ring, until more of the shit slipped out, now nearly the size of a fist hanging from her body. "Push it out bitch" 7 demanded, tightening her grip on the ass cheek. Janeway, shocked, pushed her shit out onto the floor, well, that's what she thought. The shit fell into 7's hand who brought it around Janeway's body showing the captain the log of shit. "See this" 7 said raising the shit to Janeway's face, the captain wincing slightly at the smell but not pulling back, trusting her wife completely. "Yes" Janeway replied weakly. "All that you have is mine. Well, don't stop" 7 said, feeling dampness around her foot. Both women looked down, 7 surprised, Janeway unable to stop herself, as a stream of golden pee fell from Janeway's cunt, falling onto the floor and 7's foot. 7 took hold of Janeway's head and kissed her, the stream of warm piss continuing as they exchanged kisses. Janeway finally felt her bladder empty, the flow of urine stopping until 7 released the kiss. Janeway stood, not bothering to clean her cunt or ass and followed 7 to the bed, now willing to satisfy her lover more than ever. 7 had allowed her to experience her darkest fantasy, and now she wanted to please her wife. 7's hands rubbed Janeway's body, both women enjoying the feeling of the silk sheets below their skin. Janeway persistently tried to kiss 7, the Borg drone pushing her wife away until Janeway stopped, allowing 7 to hold her nipple, rubbing it between her fingers. "Katherine, Harry once asked if he could, suck my toes. I didn't understand the nature of his request until I began to explore my sexuality lessons of humanity. Would you..." 7 began, Janeway having already guessed 7's question. She slipped her body down the silk bed sheets, the mixture of the silk and the moistness of her anal crack allowing her body to be more flexible. 7 dropped one of her legs over the captains shoulder. Janeway looked at the Borg's foot and took it gingerly in her hands and raised it to her mouth. She smelt the odour from her foot drifting into her nose. She lent forward and took 7's toes into her mouth, imagining 5 little cocks all in her mouth instead of the small toes they actually were. Janeway, from this position, could see the effect her toe sucking and rubbing of 7's foot was having, specifically, the effect it was having on 7's crotch where the drone's cunt was secreting cum, 7 lying flat on her back as Janeway released the foot, running her tongue up 7's leg, feeling the smoothness of the drone's skin, grateful that despite her humanoid appearance, 7 of 9 continued to pursue perfection, in all forms. Janeway licked a path from 7's ankle to the top of 7 of 9's inner thigh, tasting the mixture of sweat and the scent 7 wore, before kissing and sucking on 7's skin, her left ear brushing against the cunt lips of 7 of 9. Janeway turned her head, staring up at 7's eyes before moving her head forward, her chin resting on the silk sheets of the bed, her tongue licking the outer folds of the former Borg's vagina, her saliva leaving a path from the top of 7's anal crack to the clit 7 didn't know she had. 7 took hold of Janeway's brown hair, wrapping it around her fingers and pushed her head with Borg strength into her cunt, feeling Janeway penetrate her vagina. The captain breathed through the edge of her mouth while her tongue moved up and down the smooth flesh of 7's vagina, passing over the faint scar where one of 7's metallic implants had been, moving her tongue over where the doctor had operated, before twisting it further into 7. 7 of 9 felt Janeway's nose rubbing against her clit as the captain's tongue rubbed the inside of her cunt, her chin nestling down into 7's anal crack, beads of sweat rolling off 7's crotch onto Janeway's face. 7's muscular thighs squeezed against Janeway's head as 7 came into her wife's mouth, her human cum dribbling down Janeway's tongue until she swallowed it, not the first time, Janeway guessed. Janeway crawled up 7's body, watching her new wife breathing heavily, her orgasm still passing through her body. She traced a bead of sweat rolling from 7's chin, down her body and between her breasts, Janeway catching it with her finger before it absorbed back into her skin. She pushed the finger into her mouth, tasting the sweat off 7's chest, and the faint trace of shit from where she had pushed her finger into 7's ass during the wedding service. "What's wrong?" 7 asked, looking down at Janeway who lay on her side staring at 7's perfect flat stomach. "7, like many lesbian couples, we will never, properly, consummate our marriage like a male and female couple. But, with the holodeck, their may be a way, if you don't mind" Janeway said, rubbing her hand over 7's stomach, touching briefly at the top of 7's cunt, her fingers twisting a few of the drones blond pubic hairs. 7 nodded her head. "Computer, I would like you to scan my physical parameters. Then change my genitals from a female vagina to a male's 7'inch penis. Reproduce physical sensations from the orgasm through my body" Janeway requested kneeling on the bed. 7 stared in amazement as the computer completed a quick scan. A second later, a large penis appeared between the captain's legs, hanging down in a semi-erect status. Janeway held it in amazement, rubbing it like she had seen the doctor and Kim done. It began to stiffen, strange sensations passing through her cunt as she did this. Janeway was the first woman to experience a male erection through her cunt. "You're going to fuck me with that?" 7 said smiling, shaking her blond hair down over her shoulders. Janeway nodded grinning, moving between 7's legs. She lay down on top of 7 until her tits pressed against the drones, then drove her penis up into 7 of 9's body, the sensation of the penis movement sending little waves of pleasure through her body. 7 held onto Janeway's tits, tightening her grasp as Janeway continued to fuck her, the 7'inch cock not as large as the doctors but very filling. 7, still moist from Janeway's mouth didn't last long as Katherine's cock brought her to another orgasm, although different from her first as her cunt wasn't filled with a small tongue manipulating her clit, but a large cock filling her body. Janeway herself continued to fuck 7's pussy despite seeing the orgasm, feeling a strange sensation building up through the shaft of her cunt, tingling in her cunt. Katherine Janeway shot her holographic cum up into 7 of 9's body, the orgasm different from those she had experienced by herself or with 7's knowing touch. It passed quickly, but powerfully. Although the following experience was stranger still as the penis on her body began to weaken and shrink, returning to a resting state, her own cunt rapidly loosing the sensitivity. Janeway became one of few women to understand why men so quickly went off sex. "Computer, end penis simulation" Janeway demanded, exhausted, lying down on 7 of 9's body, her head resting on 7's large breasts. 7 rested her left hand on Janeway's back, rubbing her fingers through Janeway's messy anal crack, enjoying the feeling on her finger tips. "I love you 7 of 9" Janeway said. "Anika, Anika Janeway" Anika replied, holding Janeway's head to her breast. The Janeway's lay naked in bed on the holodeck, both spent but ready to explore their lives together.