Linda and Bethan take the machine to its limits.

I must have made a dopey looking grin for the chief because she chuckled and smiled back at me. She helped me undress and soon we were both on top of the work bench, naked and mounting the sexo-suit. We faced each other as we lowered our bodies over the sex chair. The chair’s phalluses protruded and targeted our sexes immediately. Mine pressed up against my labia, then popped inside, sliding in ease. This felt even better, now that I was doing it of my own free will and for the fun of it! It was as if the surface was always lubricated when it needed to be! We both moaned our agreeableness to its insertion and settled in for the ride. Then, the protrusions began to pulsate, sending shivers of pleasure up our spines. Soon, the seat was morphing into shape.

“Chief? What are we making?” I asked as the seat continued to swell and conform to our bodies.

“Just let it flow,” Bethan replied, “and let it take you where it will!”

I did. The device took me forward, leaning me over the chief. We were close enough to kiss, so I leaned in a bit more and did just that. Bethan kissed back and soon we were making out as our toy pumped in and out of us. I wanted to reach out and caress her breasts, but then thought of another way to do it.

The sexo-suit formed slender, feminine arms and fingers and they reached out from behind the chief to cup her boobs. She gasped in shock then eased into the embrace. Arms reached out and caressed me as well until we were being rubbed and massaged from all over. It was like laying over a sea of people that were not shy about groping. The hands gave way to faces that licked and sucked us, like a pool of water nymphs having their way with our bodies. We moaned and writhed in the sensation. The inundation of fingers and tongues soon had me trembling with orgasm.

“Ahhhh! Chief Bethan...” I moaned.

“Mmmm…. Call me Laura, ” Bethan responded, shaking from her own orgasmic experience.

“Oooh… Laura…” I mewled.

This only served to charge her up though. Soon, the arms and faces merged into one figure that took me by the waist and began to thrust. I felt it fill up inside me and moaned some more. The thrusts were long steady strokes. I felt my body jiggle with each forceful motion. The chair raised up to give me back support so that I could brace myself against the strokes. Bethan watched on, laying on her side on the table with the chair remaining inserted into her with a serpentine-like tube. I could see it continue to pulse into her while it was giving me a more aggressive experience.

I didn’t want to be the only one feeling the full **** of what this thing could do, so I arranged for the seat to form a chair underneath Bethan and picked her up.

“Hey, what?” Laura yelped in surprise.

The chair secured her with a harness as it pulled toward me.

“What are you doing, Linda?” she asked with a hint of worry in her voice.

“Someone promised to let me eat her out in front of the warp core,” I reminded her.

The chair pulled Bethan into my lap and I was able to recreate the mech suit we had used on Jaquon’s ship from memory, or at least the feel of memory from my experience piloting it.

“Amazing!” Bethan uttered, realizing what I had just done. “This thing could have some sort of memory engram to call back recent forms…”

“Shut up and let me fuck you already!” I teased before closing her mouth with my lips. I marched us into the engine room where the mech suit morphed into a more comfortable bed. The extraction plug retracted, dropping Bethan onto the bed with a bounce. I turned her over and dipped my head between her legs. Then, I sank my tongue down Laura’s pussy. She arched her back and buried her head in the cushiony bed form. I lifted her hips up in the air and eagerly licked and sucked her pussy, drooling her sex juices down my chin. She groaned and shivered in my face and I felt her buck again for another orgasm.

The moment I let her go, she turned around and caught my lips, tasting her own juices off my face. The sexo-suit plugged back into her and she took the driver seat. I got laid back on the bed and the suit unplugged. Bethan’s plug grew a phallus of its own and she crawled over to put it in me.

I moaned at the top of my lungs! Thankfully, my noises were drowned out by the heavy thrumming of the warp core. Bethan thrust herself inside me, slapping our flesh against one another. Next, we got off the bed and Bethan leaned me against the safety railing, next to the warp core. She lifted my leg and thrust her hip against me, railing me from behind! I loved it! I screamed my lungs out as she smashed her body into mine. We both came right there, but were still ravenous for more!

I took my turn stuffing the chief, pushing her up against the warm glow of the warp core. I had her so high that her feet were off the ground. Her legs flung back and forth, giddily, as she orgasmed.

We then formed a simulacrum to fuck us both at the same time. First it was two forms, one for each of us, then it was one form giving it to us at the same time with me stacked on top of the chief on all fours. After that, we tried a position where we were mounted, back to back so we could lean to the side and make out while getting pumped. If anyone walked in on us at that moment, they would have seen what depraved sluts we really were!

We continued to find new and innovative positions to try, losing track of or orgasm count. The debauchery finally ended when the sexo-suit signaled that its canister was full.

“We filled that up by ourselves?!” I asked, amazed.

“Oh, shoot, we better get dressed! Morning crew will be arriving soon!” Bethan cried, after checking the time.

We hurried and got dressed, just in time for the first member of the morning shift to arrive. The tall brunette surveyed the room before looking at each of us.

“Chief, ensign, you’re working late,” she said in greeting.

“Just running some tests and we must have lost track of time,” Bethan replied.

The ensign nodded and went to her station.

Bethan turned to me and said, “Well, we’ll have to run more tests in the future.”

“I’d be more than happy to,” I grinned, sneaking a kiss before returning to my quarters.