Decontamination

"It has been my observation that sometimes humans require negative reinforcement in order to learn a lesson," replied T'Pol calmly, easily holding down a struggling Hoshi with one hand while forcefully ramming the dildo into her cunt with the other, drawing cries that were sounding less and less like pain with each insertion. "This is the third time we have been exposed to contaminants due to the Lieutenant's negligence, so it is clear that my informing her of the incorrectness of her actions has not succeeded in rectifying the problem," she continued. T'Pol had now added a pronounced twist to her ministrations, in the process showing off an Enterprise label with the words 'decontaminant gel, female, internal applicator' on the side. Hoshi's cries had turned into moans, and she had ceased struggling. T'Pol had leaned over her and was pressed into her back, using her free hand to caress Hoshi's boobs... no, actually she appeared to be applying gel to them. "An initial negative reminder followed by some positive reinforcement has been shown to be the best method."

"I'm not completely sure you are allowed to do that," said Trip, but his actions, namely the fact that he hadn't taken any action to pull T'Pol off and was using a cylinder makered 'decontaminant gel, male, genitl applicator' to stroke his now completely hard dick (as visible on each upstroke), belied his objections.

"Because I had to engage in disciplining the lieutenant, there is one place I neglected to apply decontaminant," T'Pol continued. Judging that by his actions, this was not as much of an issue as his initial protest indicated. Her free hand moved over Hoshi's body, ensuring that she was applying the Decon gel the lieutenant couldn't evenly. "If you could please apply my own internal Decon gel, as I did not have tiiiii..."

T'Pol's request was cut off as Trip slammed his dick hilt deep into her cunt in one motion, the extra Decon gel he had slathered on quickly acting as lubricant. After recovering from the suddenness, T'Pol did a quick mental review of the Commander's performance on the away mission and decided that she had no objections to engaging in mutual stress relief with him. She could feel him all the way inside her, and a quick gripping action with her cunt muscles, which drew a moan from him, satisfied her that his cock was quite long and thick enough to adequately apply the Decon gel. T'Pol changed her grip on the dildo so that Travis' thrusting would do most of her job for her.

"I see the three of you are enjoying yourselves," Dr. Flox's voice came over the intercom suddenly. "Have you finished applying your gel?"

"Yes," replied T'Pol, her speech still completely even despite Trip pounding into her, not even a moan escaping her mouth while both Travis and Hoshi were quite loud in their own enjoyment. She swayed with the motion of Trip's thrusting, her boobs swinging wildly under her, while she in turn drove the dildo that was now wedged into Hoshi's cunt into her in time. "I have personally ensured that Lieutenant Sato is properly covered, and both myself and the commander covered ourselves," she continued, having to raise her voice slightly to be heard above the moans and cries of the humans.

The lights turned blue, making the ménage a trios glow slightly, and then abruptly the shot cut to Flox in the hallway, closing the viewport. "Flox to bridge. They are in decontamination now. They should be out in, say, a half hour, 45 minutes, depending."

"Good, we need you in sickbay to look over these samples that were brought back from the planet..." came Captain Archer's voice over the com.

The abrupt change from sex to normal brought Matt back to earth, and he realized that he had been rubbing himself through his sweatpants, and was at full mast. "Holy crap, I never knew they made an Enterprise porno," he thought. "Shit, I must have accidentally turned to an adult channel. Mom will kill me when that shows up on the bill this month."