Ensign Hoshi Sato

With a snap of your fingers Hoshi Sato is, and always has been, the communications officer for the USS Green.

You leer at her body, she knows how to keep in shape. Coming up behind her you cup her breasts and enjoy the feeling of those perky B-cups beneath her uniform. Hoshi doesn't bat an eye at this and continues her work as you paw at her lady lumps. You rub and squeeze them and pinch her nipples through the fabric of her clothes. Hoshi whimpers quietly under your touch but gives no other indication anything is happening. With a fierce motion you take hold of the collar of her uniform and rip it open. It rips clean in half revealing a tasteful black bra and mismatched pink panties. A small wet patch is forming in the crotch of her panties.

You forcibly rip open her tights, she gasps a little in suprise but continues with her work. One of your hands continues to massage her breasts while the other slides inside her panties and starts to play with her shaven pussy. "You're out of uniform ensign" you mutter as you start to kiss her neck. "As you were crewman" she sighs. You forgot that she technically outranks you. You matter, you think, you don't need to outrank her to use her like a human fleshlight. Even so, you briefly stop playing with her tits to give her ass a few sharp smacks. The sound echoes around the bridge but the rest of the crew ignores it. It's just business as usual.

Your hand that is toying with her snatch is slick with her juices. You guess that she's "ready for warp". You pull her up out of her chair, quickly and roughly removing her bra and panties before bending her over her console. Her juicy pussy is right infront of you, her ass has a couple of angry red hand prints from your earlier spanking. Time to open her hailing frequencies. You press the tip of your hard member to her opening, you can feel her quiver with anticipation.

You take a firm hold of her ponytail with one hand and with a single rough thrust you slam your dick into the little Asian ensign's lady garden. Hoshi half grunts half yells as your meat monster forces open her insides. It's all pleasure, you can tell by the way her cunt clamps onto your dick and constricts over and over. You quickly pull back and slam her again. You don't bother starting slow, you just jackhammer the small woman, you show no mercy for her naughty cunt.

Despite your harsh pounding, Hoshi still tries to operate her console, another crew member even comes up and tries to hand her a padd with a report on it. You make it a little more difficult for Hoshi to take the padd by holding both her arms behind her back with one hand and fish-hooking her with the other. Eventually the padd just gets left on Hoshi's console. You're a generous type so you decide to let her read it. You release your hold and roll her onto her back. Hoshi reads the report with her ankles around your neck, her small breasts bounce around as you destroy her undercarriage. She moans and gasps now and then as you give it to her, one of her hands even starts playing with her breasts as she reads.

Eventually your treatment becomes too much for her and she can't suppress her moans anymore. Hoshi the whore fills the silent bridge with the sounds of her lust, the bridge crew ignores it. It's made even more absurd by the sight of your cum still dripping off the captain's face. The sounds coming from Hoshi and the sight of what you did to the captain drive you over the edge. Your dick explodes inside Ensign Sato, filling up her womb and splashing out onto the deck plates. You withdraw just in time for another wave of your cum to decorate her pretty Asian face. A great deal of your seed gets tangled in her hair.

You lean back against a railing to admire your handy work. "Thank you crewman" the cum covered slut that used to be Hoshi Sato thanks you as casually as if you'd just bought her coffee.