Kari is at the door

Ensign’s Log Supplemental (cont.), video recording:

Oh shit!

Linda scrambles to her bed and snatches up her silk robe, quickly wrapping it around her body. She runs over to her dildo and tries to pry it off, but it’s stuck.

Uh…

The door chirps again.

Uh… come in…

The door hisses open and in walks Ensign Kari Westland. Linda quickly takes a seat at her console, slipping onto the erect dildo to hide it. She tries to squeeze her vaginal walls around it tightly to keep it from vibrating so hard.

Trask: Kari… wh.. what are you doing here?

Westland: Oh… just checking in on you, in the middle of the night…

Kari walks in and takes a quick look around before resting her hips on the table, eyeing Linda with a knowing grin. She traces her finger idly on the surface of the table, causing Linda to discreetly close her monitor screen to hide the fact that they are being recorded.

Trask: Checking in on me? I’m fine, nothing wrong with… me… AHEM- Are you alright?

Westland: Well… I WAS alright… sleeping soundly in my quarters. Then I was woken up by a video message.

Kari looks Linda square in the eyes. Linda goes pale. Her jaw drops as she makes a realization.

Trask: Oh… no….

Westland: Oh yeah… Jenny spliced me in on her spy cam.

Trask: So you saw…

Westland: Everything.

Trask: I can explain…

Westland: You mean this wasn’t your plea for a booty call?

Trask: Ah… haha, no, Jenny and I have this bet that I can’t go one week without any sexual shenanigans…She said if I could do it, she’d spend an entire day naked.

Westland: But, it looks like you lost already.

Trask: Noo! Don’t tell her, please! I just wanted to get myself off before the day started so I wouldn’t be in the mood for any possible incidents throughout the day.

Westland: Haha… it’s that bad? I think Jenny is right, you do fall into sexy shenanigans an awful lot!

Trask: I don’t mean to!

Westland: So what do you have to do now that you’ve lost your bet?

Trask: Well, technically the week hasn’t started yet. I mean I was counting the first shift as the start…

Westland: I suppose that’s true. So, you’re getting out all your sexy hijinks now?

Trask: Something like that…

Kari lifts her leg and props herself onto the console, leaning over seductively at Linda.

Westland: Can I help?

Trask: …Really?

Karis leans in and plants a kiss on her fellow ensign. It is enticing enough to get Linda to drop her robe. Kari looks down to see the dildo still lodged up the pilot’s snatch.

Westland: Wait, was that thing running the whole time?

Trask: Mhmm…

Linda steps up to lean into another kiss. The vibrator buzzes more audibly when she lifts up from the seat. They kiss. Kari climbs over the console and faces Linda. She leans in to kiss again, kissing down her friend’s neck, breasts, belly and inner thighs. Linda lays back and closes her eyes as her friend kneels down between her legs and starts to kiss her pussy.

Trask: Ahh…

Westland: Mmm…

Linda’s hips rock up and down at a steady pace as Kari’s tongue acts as a buffer, rubbing the tender flesh on the outside while the sex toy vibrates vigorously on the inside. Linda’s knees are up, feet planted on the seat. She grope her breasts as she swoons from the touch of Kari’s tongue lapping at her folds. She bites her lower lip and heaves her chest as the lithe blonde buries her face between the ensign’s legs.

Trask tilts her head back and drops her jaw. She looks like she is screaming but doesn’t make a sound. Instead, she grasps Kari’s head and shoves it into her cunt, grinding into her intensely before letting go and collapsing into her chair, panting heavily.

Kari laughs and licks up the spill that came out of Linda. She then gets up and walks over to the replicator, casually stripping off her nightgown and panties as she moves. She stops in front of the replicator, giving Linda a view of her finely sculpted bare body. She twists her torso to glance back at her friend, then turns to the device.