I am a Star Trek fan and one of my biggest fantasies is that the federation trials a ships whore on the Enterprise and I am that person.
I start the story as a lowly enson, my name is Andria Pope, before I became the first ship whore of Star Fleet, a far cry from my chosen career plan. I planned to be the youngest captain in the Star Fleet however as I could not beat James T Kirk being only 32 when he took control of the original enterprise my life took a different path.
I worked hard at the academy, but it was my lustful ways that got me into quite a few scrapes with many of the agencies that ran Star Fleet Academy this was until I met Admiral Cole. this is what happened.
I was drunk in an off-campus bar looking for someone that I could introduce to my womanly charms when Admiral Cole bumped into me spilling my Altairian Brandy. I was not impressed and shouted a line of obscenity at him that was straight out of the 1970s gangster movie I had been watching.
He turned around and immediately I wished the floor had opened up and swallowed me, as his steel-eyed stare seemed to cut right through me. I immediately stood to attention and he said. "We are both off-duty cadet let me buy you another one, come and join us."
Everything I had heard and read about Admiral Cole was he was stern and not easy to talk to, but the man I was talking to seemed nothing like that, he introduced me to some delegates who were on a fact-finding mission, and I was impressed that he knew my name.
The night went on and he and I escorted the delegation back to their quarters then he asked me if I would kindly walk him to his quarters as the effects of the alcohol we had consumed had begun to take effect and he was not sure if he would make it on his own.
Once at his door, we stumbled into his quarters and in quick succession he ordered the computer to turn the lights, connect comms and make two strong sweet coffees. "The computer replied that each instruction had been carried out and its electronic voice reminded the Admiral that two Turkish coffees were on the pad." He picked them up placed them on a low table in front of the standard-issue sofa and told me to sit down.
This seemed more of an order than a request so I obliged him and sat next to him. "It was not a coincidence we met tonight?" He said. Surprising me.
"Oh no?" I questioned as he slid one of the coffees over to me.
"I am starting a new program within Star Fleet and your name was the first that all my advisers said I should talk to." He said.
The Admiral then went into a long diatribe about the heart, family life and Star Fleet traditions. This was moments before he told me to stand up and strip naked.
I was shocked by his instruction however in my state of intoxication I slowly stood up and started to remove my dress. Then my Bra and Knickers leaving just my boots. I stood there as he placed me in several poses looked at his communication pad between each pose then he said.
"That's good they all agree you are to be offered to new position, your rank will be lieutenant and you report to the Enterprise at 14:00 tomorrow. The ship's doctor and councillor will be there to familiarise you with your duties and the ship." The Admiral said, again this was no request.
His words and instructions filled my mind although they did confuse me. "What, A, who.?" I asked.
"Sorry Lieutenant, I forgot to tell you that others would be joining us for your interview. This room is a holo-programmed facility so the other factions of Star Fleet Academy can hold Congress without travelling.
I stood there naked, not caring who was watching. The Admiral then said. " I think it is now time for me to taste the spoils of your new position." I think a fee of 20 credits is a fair fee for your services.
Although currency is very rarely used within the federation many places having credits serve many purposes so charging a formal fee would be appropriate, given my title new title lieutenant Andria Pope Star Fleets first ships whore.
"20 credits would be ample," I said as I pushed him up against the wall in the darkened room. "Hey, what the?" The Admiral questioned.
"Shut up," I reply, pinning him with a forearm across his chest, feeling it rise and fall with his heavy breathing. He's been taken by surprise.
"Uh... okay, I'm just a sex object to you, aren't I?" I say as I roughly grab his cock through his pants, finding his bulge.
I begin to toy with his semi-hard cock with my palm. The Admiral gasps as I squeeze his balls saying." You're getting hard dear Admiral.
I start rubbing his swelling member, feeling it grow rapidly under my attention. "Wow big boy, how big does this thing get?" I asked not wanting an answer.
"Do you want to fuck me? Hmm?" The Admiral's dick throbbed and was now fully erect, and he winced, clearly responding to my administrations.
"Are you gonna rape me or are you my first customer? I whisper, in his ear with my spare hand unbuckling his belt, then the button of his pants, then the zipper. With a swift tug, his pants are down past his hips, becore gravity takes over and they fall to his ankles. I pull up his shirt, expecting to find his underwear bursting with his swollen meat, but I was not expecting to find his swollen, purple cock head poking out the top, his swollen cock head ready and wait for me.
The Admiral kicked his pants off then grabing the cheekes of my arse he picks me up and carries me into his bedroom. He tosses me down on top of his bed, i land half on and half off, and casually he holds me there with one hand placed in the middle of my back. His other hand probed my naked arse.
He removes his hand from my back allowing me to see what is coming before it happens. His hand comes down firmly on my arse with a mighty slap. "Stay still," he orders. As his hand comes down once again across the second cheeks of my naked arse.
I swallow nervously, wondering if he would stop if I asked him to. Am I in charge as the whore or is in charge as the Admiral or was he mu first customer as the first Star Fleet whore? I no longer cared.
His hands were on me again, rubbing lightly, and i can feel he is moving my pussy lips apart. His cock touched my womanly folds and then he pushed in a little. In the mirror, you can see your eyes open wide with the slight shock of it. Then he pushes, not too hard, but firmly, starting on his triumphant march. You swear that if that had been someone else's face in the mirror you'd have laughed at the expression on it. Seeing it is yours isn't quite so funny.
The Admiral keeps pushing. Not one grand thrust but a series of small nudges, each one taking him slightly deeper, each one causing another surprised look on your face. You stop looking in the mirror when he gives one last push and you can feel his groin slapping against me.
His hands move from my hips where he has been holding me steady and slaps each of my breasts. His palms spread over them squeezing them with my erect nipples poking out between his fingers. He brings his fingers together, squeezing your nipples hard and I let out a gasp of pleasure from his harsh touch
Seeming satisfied with his prizes he starts fucking me. I am already worked up, I feel a little climax coming on as his cock is busy smashing his cock deep into my young pussy before my orgasm takes hold of my body, his cock slides out along my pussy harder and harder as if it was a piston of an old-time steam train. My pussy is lubricated with a lustful oil that is flowing as the Admiral pumps his cum deep inside me while still sliding back and forth faster than ever, stoking my fires deep within me. But then I remembered this was my new place in Star Fleet but there was no rule saying that I couldn't enjoy it.
As I got dressed I said. "That will be 20 credits Admiral. Holding out my exchange pad for him to put his thumbprint on.
As he places his thumb on the small pad its electronic voice says. Transfer competed.
The following day I was on the Star Shuttle Danube that was taking me on my new adventure on board the Star Fleets flagship.
On The Enterprise's Counsellor Deanna Troi dragged her spoon across the scoop of the Deltan ice cream that she pushed around her bowl before she looked up at the red-haired woman who was just pulling her stockings up in front of her. 

"Beverly, I don't think we're going to get a vacation. The Enterprise is just too busy right now it's just a new crew member greeting." Deanna said as she looked down at her ice cream and unconsciously licked her lips, comparing the taste of Beverly's pussy and the taste of the ice cream before lifting the spoon to her mouth.
The touch of the cold metal on her lips caused Deanna to lick her lips again as she shivered from the unexpected coolness before the tiny cystic ice exploded in her mouth. "How do you think they make this?" Deanna said, with her eyes transfixed on her lover's long legs and the tuffet of red pubic hair that highlighted her pussy.
Beverly Crusher, Chief Medical Officer of the Enterprise looked up and watched her dark-haired lover close her eyes as she put her mouth around the spoon then shivered slightly, her mind bringing up exactly what her lips could do to a body.