Heck no!

“No!” was the unanimous decision from me and the others.

“That’s fine, I don’t know if I would have been able to hold out on that thing…” Jenny lamented. She started fondling herself as she gazed back at the treacherous machine.

“LaSalle!” Lieutenant Bethan called out, glaring at the indecent action.

“Sorry, sir!” Jenny replied, forcing her hand away from her nether region. “It’s just that I’m all riled up right now..”

“It’s the heat,” Barbieri pointed out, wiping the sweat from her forehead. “Jaquon wasn’t wrong. Increased temperature does act as a stimulus for procreation among our shared species…” It appeared being a Bajoran didn’t exclude her from our predicament. I could feel her hardened nipple poking into my back and shifted awkwardly to get up, careful not to touch any sensitive parts. I could feel her and Bethan wriggle free and hoped they didn’t notice my skin flushing up from it. I was suddenly aware that I was in a room full of naked, beautiful women and it stirred something inside me that even the extraction machine hadn’t.

We sat up in a circle facing one another.

“Now what?” I asked.

We looked at each other, hoping someone had a suggestion. All we got were awkward stares as we eyed each other’s bodies.

“Maybe we should take a break,” Bethan offered. We all gladly agreed and moved off to our own corner to wallow away the time.

Boredom kicked in an hour or so later. The only things of interest in the room were the machine, the bed and the naked starfleet officers. I admit, the latter was catching my attention much more than the other items. My mind kept going back to the soft warm feeling of Barbieri and Bethan underneath me when they pulled me away from the machine. That led me to gaze at the chief engineer a little too long. I looked away when she looked back at me. I was afraid I was being too obvious in my staring, so I turned my attention to Jenny.

Jenny seemed to be having a harder time than I was at keeping composed. She fidgeted in her seat, moving her legs up and down. She caught me looking and smiled. After taking a quick glance at the others, she parted her legs to show me that she was discreetly fingering herself!

My eyebrow raised which only egged her on more. She brought her fingers to her lips and sucked on them before sinking them back down into her hole. Then she motioned for me to do the same. I perked up, then looked at Bethan and Barbieri. Barbieri had curled up for a nap while Bethan was studying the door. It looked safe, so, with a spark of arousal, I mirrored my friend. Slowly, I placed my legs in front of me, facing Jenny. She grinned impishly. I teased her by opening my legs painstakingly slow. I saw her plunge her fingers in deeper as she ached for me to reveal myself. Finally I gave her a clear view of my now rosy, puffed up form. I ran my finger over my slit and it was already coated with lubricant. I exhaled sharply at the shock and feel. My eyes darted to Bethan, but she was still turned toward the door.

My fingers sank into my pussy and I shivered with pleasure. I was still on pins and needles over possibly being spotted by the Lieutenant, but that only heightened my arousal. Jenny also seemed to revel in the covert act. She revved her hips as she watched me play with myself. Her fingers were hidden deep inside her glistening hole. We watched and played, imagining we were fingering each other. Jenny was getting a little too into it, leaning back and lifting her hips into the air. She gave a sidelong glance at Bethan as she plunged her fingers down her sex. She was shoving her digits in hard now, hard enough to make an audible ‘squick’ from the juices flowing out of her body. Bethan heard the noise and turned to see what it was. Jenny, sensing her chief on the alert, straightened up, trying to act casual. I discreetly pulled my hand out of my crotch and hid it in my lap.

“LaSalle!” Bethan commanded. Barbieri roused from the noise.

“Sir!” Jenny responded.

“Up front,” the lieutenant ordered. Jenny tried to clean her hand without notice as she got to her feet. She cautiously walked over to her commanding officer and stood at attention. Bethan looked her over with the same scrutiny she had been giving the cell door. Then, she sniffed the air. As clandestine as Jenny had been, there was no hiding the scent of sex on her. “Ensign, need I remind you that you are a Starfleet officer? You have a decorum to uphold, even in as dire a situation as this!”

“Yes sir,” Jenny replied, flushing up deep red in her cheeks.

“That goes for all of you!” Bethan ordered the rest of the room.

“Yes sir,” Barbieri and I chirped.