TWO MINDS ONE THOUGHT

Prologue:

T'Pol knelt before a small shrine in her room. She offered up prayers to honor her foremother. She lit candles and remembered the ancient, gentle women that she loved and would remember forever.

When she was told that T'Mir had passed away during the night, T'Pol could hardly breathe. She felt as if the world around her was spinning off its axis, the ground had opened up beneath her

With whom: would she now share her most private thoughts, confess her most private transgressions.

Who would understand her?

Who would make her smile?

She remembered the stories her foremother had shared with her. Those times when they would steal away to their secret garden. T'Mir would light a fire and regale her with stories of what her foremother called "The ancient times", "The time before".

She would speak in hushed tones of the time when Vulcan was forged in fire.

T'Pol could hear her voice as if she were sitting beside her.

"This my child, was an ancient, sacred time. It was a time when fire burned in the heart of every Vulcan. Passion, my dearest young one, was the birthright of every Vulcan. We did not drown our emotions in a frigid sea of "Logic". We did not shield our hearts from pain, or love.

T'Mir looked up and shouted at the sky.

"We are not passionless automatons!"

Her beloved T'Mir was seething.

T'Pol always found her foremother's rebellious free spirit, exciting.

She smiled, transfixed.

T'Mir took a calming breath and continued.

"Take my hand sweet child. Do you feel ice in these old veins? No! Even in one as old as I, you can feel the fire of Vulcan blood."

T'Pol held her hand to her cheek.

T'Mir smiled and lifted T'Pol's face.

"My dear wonderful child, my T'Pol, you are a Vulcan. You have the strength to live in this new world, to follow this new way."

"Although you must keep your emotions close to your heart, do not surrender your passion. Let it burn inside of you always. Find love. It is life's greatest reward."

Gingerly, T'Mir stood up.

She took T'Pol's hand and began to walk.

"Now tell me more about these Humans. I have always found them…(She looked down at her great grand-daughter)… fascinating."

"What do you mean foremother?"

"Perhaps I should tell you the story of how I came to meet my first Humans."

T'Pol answered excitedly. (Something could do only with T'Mir.)

"Yes! Please foremother, tell me."

The young T'Pol did not realize that it would be the last time that she would see her foremother.

The smell of the burning candles brought T'Pol back to her room.

She felt very, very alone.

Her pain burst forth in a river of tears.

T'Pol shook with emotion, crying and sobbing with grief.

Her family had already left for the burial ceremony.

They would not know.

* * * * * * * * *

On the bridge of Starfleet's first interstellar ship Enterprise, Hoshi Sato was far, far from home.

Ensign Sato was also so horny she could hardly contain herself.

Life on a cramped Starship far from home was a challenge, but without sex, well, that was just unfair.

But fear not gentle reader, for our Hoshi has already contemplated a tempting solution to her dilemma. A tempting solution with pointed ears and golden skin.

You see, our young Ensign noticed Science Officer and Sub-Commander T'Pol on her first day of duty on the Enterprise.

Yes, she would admit that the Vulcan's choice of hairstyle left a lot to be desired. But consider for a moment those lips, those eyes and, that body!

While others saw a highly disciplined Science Officer, young Hoshi saw an exotic, irresistible challenge, and a succulent bit of forbidden fruit. Technically she was not a member of Starfleet, but she was a superior officer.

Starfleet had prohibitions against fraternizing with superior officers.

Hoshi liked that.

She often imagined what it would be like to make love with the somber, square jawed young Vulcan.

Would the tender skin of her inner thighs taste very different from a Human women's?

Flashes of T'Pol's heaving breasts, her open mouth, had all danced across the soft-focused lens of her mind's eye.

Would she submit to her more dominant tendencies?

During her time at Starfleet Academy, Hoshi Sato had worked out a lot of stress at certain clubs with private rooms that catered to very distinct tastes. Her talents were well known. Curious women sought her out, eager to explore the allure of submission. They were often powerful women, desperate to surrender control.

Could she persuade T'Pol to visit one of those private clubs?

She certainly had a lovely ass. Tight, small, and perfectly rounded, it would make a lovely target for her darker desires.

Hoshi's private musings fueled some very passionate dreams.

Hair dripping with sweat, face blushing green with excitement, T'Pol would look back at Hoshi and beg her to strike her upturned ass again. She wanted it harder. She wanted Hoshi to control her, to spank her ass and chew her pussy until she came for her again.

Hoshi saw her beautiful sweat soaked face. Her glistening mouth swollen and wet from hard, passionate kisses would move in slow motion as she pleaded for more sweet torture.

And then, Hoshi would awaken.

Her bedding would be soaked, as would the sweet spot between her legs.

Our headstrong young linguist decided that if she had to endure any more time without the company of this beautiful Vulcan she would go insane.

She would find a way to make her dreams come true.

* * * * * * * * *

T'Pol thought of Ensign Sato and felt a small twinge of guilt.

She had written a useful, but not entirely necessary update to Enterprise's Vulcan language translation subroutine. She had also convinced Captain Archer that the installation of the revision would require at least three days, and that she would also require an assistant, one who had a rudimentary understanding of the Vulcan language.

Captain Archer quickly decided that Hoshi was the obvious choice to assist his science officer with the installation.

It was a logical choice, and what could T'Pol do, but accept her Captain's recommendation?

T'Pol meditated that night and communed with the free spirit of her foremother, T'Mir.

"My heart is ready. Help me T'Mir. Show me the way."

* * * * * * * * *

Captain Archer kept speaking, going on abut the importance of communication between Humans and Vulcans.

Hoshi had stopped listening right after the Captain said "You'll be working with Sub-Commander T'Pol until further notice."

She left the Captain's quarters and pinched herself. Assured that she wasn't dreaming Hoshi headed for the mess hall.

* * * * * * * * *

Hoshi ate breakfast alone and made a mental list of the variables impacting her quandary.

· Obviously T'Pol was a Vulcan and Vulcans followed a strict code of discipline, based on logic.

· Desire was not logical.

On the plus side….

· T'Pol seemed fascinated by Humans. Although she was a model of Vulcan correctness, T'Pol had ultimately accepted the assignment to serve aboard Enterprise, a ship whose crew exposed her each day to the very emotions that were shunned by her society.

She added to the plus column.

· T'Pol had chosen a uniform that…well…just look at it! It was form fitting; breast clinging, not exactly typical Vulcan fashion. Her butt hugging uniform, Hoshi thought, was quite a statement indeed!

Hoshi was encouraged. She began to suspect that T'Pol's taste for the forbidden might be similar to her own.

Things seemed promising.

And now, the Captain had handed her a perfect opportunity.

T'Pol had developed a revised translation sub-routine of the Vulcan language, the installation of which required them to work together for a few days.

Serendipity?

Perhaps.

Had the beautiful sub-commander been thinking along the same lines as she?

Hoshi certainly hoped so.

* * * * * * * * *

On their first day together, Hoshi and T'Pol were busy entering code, repeating Vulcan, and Human colloquialisms and re-routing internal connections.

They shared an intellectual curiosity that made their work seem almost effortless.

Hoshi relished working closely with T'Pol, and within a couple of days they had fallen into a very nice rhythm.

T'Pol meanwhile, was becoming increasingly fond of the lovely young Ensign.

A touch, a lingering glance, those occasions when she would gently push Hoshi's hair from her eyes. T'Pol could hardly conceal her growing affection.

Hoshi could sense T'Pol growing more relaxed in her company.

At times she felt that T'Pol was…well…flirting with her!

And although T'Pol would deny it, Hoshi even detected a wry sense of humor that was very appealing.

When T'Pol suggested that they take their evening meals together, in order to discuss their plans for the next day of course, well…our Hoshi was very encouraged.

* * * * * * * * *

At the end of their second day together, after their evening meal, Hoshi accompanied T'Pol to her quarters.

As they bid each other good night, T'Pol lingered for just a few seconds.

She seemed almost uncertain, as if she had forgotten something.

For Hoshi, it was a perfect day.

It was for T'Pol an exciting revelation.

She felt that she had indeed found someone with whom she could share her heart and her hidden passion.

Starfleet forbade such fraternization.

T'Pol smiled to herself.

She knew that her foremother, her rebellious and beloved T'Mir would not have cared one little bit.

And as she laid down to sleep that night, her thoughts drifted back to the beautiful Ensign.

"Good night Hoshi."

Hoshi turned out her bedroom lights and hugged her pillow tightly.

"Good night T'Pol"

She slept very well that night.

Sub-Commander T'Pol could hardly sleep at all.

* * * * * * * * *

Such a terrible, wonderful dilemma our heroines had fashioned for themselves. Will T'Pol's heart triumph over logic? Will Hoshi simply jump T'Pol's bones? Patience cherished reader, patience…and faith.

* * * * * * * * *

Reporting for duty, Hoshi was a determined woman. This was the last day that she would be working with T'Pol. Her urgency grew with every minute.

Each time that T'Pol leaned over her at a console or squeezed next to her to make a necessary adjustment her heart skipped a beat.

The pronounced warmth radiating from T'pol's body caused Hoshi to unconsciously lean closer whenever she came near.

T'Pol did not pull back, did not recoil from Hoshi's unconscious gestures of affection.

They continued working, eventually testing the new program's effectiveness.

T'Pol suggested that Hoshi try speaking a few new Vulcan words.

She was not entirely successful.

T'Pol gave Hoshi a Mona Lisa smile with big brown eyes.

She reached out and took her hand.

When, in order to demonstrate the plosive nature of a Vulcan syllable, the beautiful Vulcan pressed Hoshi's fingers to her lips, Hoshi's breathing stuttered in excitement.

She felt the warmth of T'Pols breath, the softness of her full lips.

For a brief moment T'Pol simply gazed into her eyes. She could feel the young Human's arousal through her lips, an arousal that matched her own.

T'Pol let Hoshi's feelings move through her, causing her sex to dampen.

When she finally spoke, her words came in an uncharacteristically gentle tone.

"Do you understand Hoshi?"

Without thinking Hoshi whispered her reply.

"Yes."

Their eyes stayed locked on each other's.

T'Pol hoped that she could sense her curiosity and desire.

"Would you like…to try…. ?"

"Oh yes. I mean, yes, please."

T'Pol held her fingers gently but firmly.

"Close your eyes."

With her eyes closed, the feel of T'Pol's warm mouth was that much more enticing.

Hoshi breathed deeply and swallowed.

T'pol spoke another word.

Hoshi felt her warm lips moving beneath her fingers and imagined it was her sex. Her face grew hot. Her skin rippled in excitement.

T'Pol did not release her fingers this time.

She wanted to taste them.

Instead, she gently ran them across her full lips.

Hoshi felt the fleeting touch of T'Pol's tongue. She opened her eyes and met T'Pol's compelling gaze.

"Do you understand?"

"Yes. I uh, um, I think I do."

"Good. Now feel here."

T'Pol placed her hand against her diaphragm, pressing against the bottom of her breasts.

Hoshi could feel her own pulse quicken, her heart pounding.

T'Pol spoke a string of low toned Vulcan vowels.

Nervous tension caused Hoshi to giggle slightly.

T'Pol seemed almost hurt by her reaction. She released her hand.

"Do you find these exercises amusing?"

"Um, well no, I mean, I've never heard you sing before."

T'Pol raised an eyebrow.

Hoshi sat back.

"You have a very beautiful voice T'Pol."

T'Pol looked away.

"The tone of my voice is irrelevant. It is important that you are able to recognize Vulcan tonal inflections."

Hoshi thought, "Petulance from a Vulcan? I must be getting somewhere."

She spoke soothingly.

"I'm sorry. You're right. Shall we continue?"

T'Pol stared into her eyes for a moment.

Her face softened.

"You have learned enough for today. We should finish our assignment. "

Hoshi was silent.

"Besides, singing is apparently not my forte."

Hoshi's face brightened.

As they continued to work in silence, Hoshi could swear that T'Pol stood a little closer to her than was necessary.

* * * * * * * * *

Hoshi and T'Pol were seated at their usual table in the mess hall of Enterprise.

As they discussed their successful completion of their task, the conversation drifted towards life on Enterprise.

Hoshi gently inquired as how T'Pol was adapting to living with Humans.

T'Pol was diplomatic.

As they finished their evening meal, Hoshi spoke softly.

"I think that we work well together."

"You assistance is helpful. Your company is less irritating than I expected."

"Hey! Thanks a lot!"

T'Pol shot her another Mona Lisa.

"That was an attempt at humor."

"Oh. OH!"

"Humor, like many human emotions, does not come easy to me. I am still learning."

"You know I could help you with that."

"Thank you, but I do not wish to perfect comedic talent."

Hoshi smiled at T'Pol's unintended droll wit.

"No. I mean I could help you to understand Human feelings, and our emotions."

T'Pol concealed her growing excitement behind a veil of calm practicality.

"Humans are an unnecessarily emotional species."

"And yet to fully understand Humans, one must understand the depth of their emotions."

"That is logical."

"It would help you in your work with Humans."

T'Pol's big brown eyes sparkled.

"It would be helpful."

Hoshi was enchanted.

"Vulcans are touch-empaths, correct?"

"That is correct. Why do you ask?"

"Well, when you held my fingers to your lips, what did you feel?"

Although she would not easily forget the unanticipated stirring of emotions, T'Pol chose to demure.

"You were I assume, nervous. I felt your pulse quicken. Your fingers became warmer."

Hoshi swallowed and pressed forward.

"Maybe it's just my imagination, but I felt something too."

T'Pol knew what Hoshi was asking.

"Vulcan touch is capable of sensing and transferring certain thoughts. Our touch can with the right individual, convey our feelings."

Hoshi peered out from beneath her eyelashes, a coy look on her face.

"The right individual?"

T'Pol was silent.

She had a decision to make.

It was a decision she had been waiting to make her entire life

Hoshi felt that T'Pol was searching her eyes for something, as if T'Pol was trying to read her.

At last T'Pol placed her napkin on the table and leaned in close.

"Perhaps we should continue this in my quarters."

Poor Hoshi almost dropped her tea.

* * * * * * * * *

Hoshi could hardly believe she was sitting in the common area of T'Pol's quarters, waiting for her to return from her bedroom.

T'Pol emerged barefooted, wearing a very short Kimono.

Hoshi had to control herself to keep from gasping aloud.

It was the first and completely unexpected time she had seen the beautiful Vulcan wearing only a satin Kimono. Her voluptuous breasts strained against the smooth fabric.

T'Pol was, literally, breathtaking.

"Would you like something to drink, or should we begin?"

"Um, ah exploring emotions…right …we should begin."

T'Pol, quite pleased with Hoshi's reaction, waited until she snapped back from fantasyland.

Hoshi looked down at her attire.

"If we're going to do this correctly, maybe I should uh…"

T'Pol pursed her lips.

"Perhaps you should remove your uniform. I have another robe if you would like."

"Not necessary."

Hoshi quickly removed her uniform.

She could hardly believe how well this was going.

Hoshi's breasts, T'Pol noted, were a little smaller and her hips a little wider than her own. She found these slight differences very appealing.

She couldn't help but notice Hoshi's already stiffening nipples.

Out of the corner of her eye, Hoshi caught T'Pol surveying her body.

"Excellent", she thought.

Trying her best to sound like a detached instructor, Hoshi began.

"Now I know Vulcans have a very strong sense of personal space."

"As do Humans."

"As do Humans, correct. But for our first exercise, I want you to come and stand close to me."

T'Pol walked over and stood so close that their breasts pressed lightly against each other.

Hoshi swallowed.

"How…(she inhaled)…do you feel?"

I do not understand.

"What does your body feel?"

"I feel the warmth of your body near mine."

Hoshi almost swooned.

"Is there an emotional connection to your sense of closeness?"

"My pulse rate appears to have increased slightly, if that is what you mean."

"Good." (Hoshi swallowed) "That's a good start. Your mind is connecting with your heart."

T'Pol teased.

"That is an interesting, if somewhat implausible concept."

Hoshi rolled her eyes.

"Trust me. Now close your eyes."

Hoshi spoke softly.

"I also know that a Vulcan's hands are quite sensitive."

Hoshi took her hands and held them gently.

"How do you feel now?"

"I can sense you more acutely."

"Is that OK?"

"Yes, yes it is."

"Good."

She inhaled the delicate perfume of T'Pol's body and continued.

"Humans have areas of their body that stir and reflect certain emotions."

"I have found Humans to be more touch empathic than they acknowledge."

"Good, because that is exactly what we are about to explore."

T'Pol desperately wanted Hoshi to hold her. She wanted to feel her body pressing against her.

"Shall I continue?"

"Yes, yes, please do."

Hoshi gently pressed her mouth to T'Pol's lips."

She felt T'Pol's lips relax and then open.

"How did that feel?"

"Quite pleasant. I could sense your increased heart rate."

"Good. That's what you felt when we were working on my pronunciation, when you touched my fingers to your lips."

"I remember."

"Now open your mouth slightly."

T'Pol was a lovely sight, half dressed, eyes closed, her mouth held open in anticipation.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes."

Hoshi gently ran her tongue along T'Pol's parted lips.

T'Pol was motionless for a few seconds and then, almost instinctively, her tongue joined Hoshi's in a sensual exploration.

A bolt of electricity ran directly from Hoshi's tongue to T'Pol's sex. She involuntarily rubbed her thighs together, enjoying the tingling sensation between her legs.

At last, their lips parted and T'Pol opened her eyes.

Hoshi looked at her with some trepidation.

She hoped that she had not gone too far, too fast.

"Was that OK?"

"That was a kiss, was it not?"

"Yes. It's an intimate form of emotional communication."

T'Pol graced Hoshi with another Mona Lisa.

"I could feel you through your mouth as well as your hands. Please continue."

Hoshi was suddenly very serious. She spoke as if to a new cadet.

"Just remember, you can't do this with everybody. It's is a very intimate form of communication."

"Understood. Please continue."

They kissed again.

This time Hoshi could feel T'Pol's emotions acutely. She clearly sensed the point at which T'Pol opened herself up to allow Hoshi to transmit her feelings to her.

It was a stirring demonstration of T'Pol's capabilities.

"Wow."

T'Pol looked a little self-satisfied. She raised one eyebrow.

"Are to trying to seduce me Hoshi?"

Hoshi was a little thrown off.

"Well, um, uh…do you want me to?"

"Yes."

"Because if you feel uncomfor…what?"

Hoshi couldn't believe her ears.

T'Pol pressed her cheek against Hoshi's and whispered seductively.

"I want you to make love to me. I want you to show me how. I want to explore these feelings with you."

They embraced and kissed passionately, chewing each other's lips, their tongues exploring each other's mouth. Hoshi could feel a familiar wetness gathering below.

She hadn't thought she could cum from just a kiss, but she did.

T'Pol was almost trembling. She could feel the heat rise within her. She wanted more.

As Hoshi gently undid the belt of T'Pol's kimono, she whispered softly.

"Leave everything to me."

The soft garment slid off of T'Pol's smooth, golden shoulders and fell to the floor.

Hoshi could hardly believe the perfection that was T'Pol's naked body. Her breasts seemed smaller then she expected but they were firm, full, and topped by plump aureoles and long nipples.

Her abdomen was a work of art.

Hoshi leaned down and took the tip of one of T'Pol's breasts into her mouth. As she sucked and nibbled, she found that T'Pol's nipple was hard, yet surprisingly smooth. She used her lips and tongue to savor their delightful texture.

Hoshi's hands wandered to T'Pol's hard little butt as she took the other nipple into her mouth.

She squeezed T'Pol ass hard.

T'Pol pressed Hoshi's head firmly against her breast and for the first time in her life, moaned in ecstasy.

She felt exhilarated, excitingly alive.

Hoshi couldn't help but bite T'Pol's nipple before standing up and pulling her towards the bedroom.

Hoshi slowly, teasingly removed her cropped top and panties.

T'Pol watched her purposeful striptease, blushing beautifully.

Hoshi stood close and rubbed her nipples against T'Pol's.

T'Pol could feel tingling sparks, as if playful sprites were biting her nipples.

She closed her eyes and let Hoshi's feelings move through her.

Hoshi kissed her and gently sat her at the edge of the bed.

She stood between T'Pol's open legs and gently massaged the tips of her ears.

T'Pol held Hoshi's hips, kissed her belly button and looked up.

Hoshi looked down with dreamy eyes.

"You're doing just fine."

T'Pol ran her warms lips down from Hoshi's belly, gently licking the sensitive skin between her hips.

"I…(kiss)…can feel…(kiss)…your excitement…(kiss)."

"Yes T'Pol, feel me. Feel my emotions."

She bit Hoshi's right hip and kissed her way back to her left.

Hoshi stroked her hair.

T'Pol kissed and tasted the tender spot just above Hoshi's pelvic bone. She inhaled deeply as her tongue explored just the top of Hoshi's pussy.

Hoshi gasped and gently pulled T'Pol's head up.

T'Pol looked confused, concerned.

"Did I hurt you?"

Hoshi smiled, while she gently coaxed her to lie back on the bed.

"Oh no, not at all. In fact you're a quick learner. I just want to make love to you."

With her hands on either side of T'Pol's shoulders, Hoshi began to kiss her face and neck.

"I want…(kiss)…to explore your pussy with my mouth…(kiss)…my fingers. I want…(kiss)…to taste you. I want…(kiss)…to make you cum…(kiss). Is that all right?"

Hoshi chewed T'Pol's left ear, teasing the pointed tip with her tongue.

"Oh yes Hoshi. Please make love to me."

"Close your eyes. Find your emotions. Feel me. Do not resist. Please, let me be in control."

"Yes Hoshi. I want to feel you. Please, more."

T'Pol closed her eyes and luxuriated in the warm waves of pleasure that washed over her skin. She was at last free to do what she had longed to do for so long.

T'Pol was free to feel, and free to express her feelings without reservation.

Hoshi kissed her way back down to T'Pol's breasts.

T'Pol's nipples had grown darker. They were now an intriguing shade of dark brownish green. Her golden skin, with soft green highlights contrasted beautifully.

Hoshi kneaded T'Pol's tits, one in each hand. She loved the way they filled her hands. She loved the way T'Pol's slender body moved in response to her touch, the way she arched her back, urging her on.

Hoshi began to chew and bite T'Pol's long nipples. Electric sparks danced on the tip of her tongue when she felt their smooth texture. Hoshi took one between her teeth and pulled.

T'Pol arched her back higher and a rush of sexual energy ran from her breasts, directly to her pussy.

She felt droplets of honey begin to slip down the insides of her thighs.

Hoshi lifted her head and watched T'Pol cum.

Making love to a Vulcan was going to be a unique pleasure.

T'Pol lifted her breasts, offering them to Hoshi's eager mouth.

Hoshi sucked and chewed T'Pol's breasts while gently stroking her smooth hard stomach.

The loveliest sounds emerged from T'Pol's mouth. She whispered soft, gentle cooing sounds that Hoshi imagined were Vulcan words of love.

T'Pol's head was spinning.

She had never felt so much in her life. She at first felt anxious, then excited and now…intoxicated. She felt as if she were floating on warm water. Her skin was a huge sensory transmitter, hot-wired to her libido.

Hoshi's fingers played lightly over T'Pol's pussy lips. Her every touch rippled outward from its source, over T'Pol's warm body and through her.

The intimate sounds of love played against T'Pol's ears like whispered secrets. Although her eyes were closed she could see everything. Every touch conjured up a clear vision. Each vision ignited a new rush of intoxicating release.

Hoshi left a trail of small kisses and love bites as she made her way down T'Pol's undulating body eager to explore her first Vulcan pussy.

T'Pol moaned dreamily, spread her legs wider and began to squeeze her breasts.

The secret gates that Hoshi had dreamt of entering were opening before her.

Hoshi ran her tongue up and down the smooth insides of T'Pol thighs. Her skin tasted sweet, especially the point where the plump tops of T'Pol's thighs had pressed against her moistened pussy lips.

T'Pol's inner thighs were so soft, so warm that Hoshi couldn't help but bite.

T'Pol whispered breathily, "Mmmmm. Yes! I like that."

Hoshi growled low in her throat. She had hoped to elicit such a reaction.

Lifting one of T'Pol's legs slightly, she bit the bottom of one of her ass cheeks, right at the sensitive point just below her pussy.

T'Pol's reaction was immediate. Her hips bucked. She breathed deeply and let out a low, guttural sound.

Hoshi watched a delicate line of juice trickle out of T'Pol's pussy. She puckered her lips and spread the scrumptious liquid over the delicate area of skin between her pussy and ass and then took another love bite.

T'Pol exploded in orgasm, bucking her hips harder.

Hoshi held her until she had settled back down.

"You look great when you cum. Now let's get a good look at this pussy."

Hoshi leaned on her elbows in front T'Pol's plump, hairless pussy, curious about the differences between their species.

T'Pol's pussy was truly hairless. Not shaven, like her own, but void of any follicular roots. And instead of deep pink, this exotic orchid blushed green.

She tenderly kissed T'Pol's pussy, carefully slipping her tongue just inside the puffy outer lips. Her juices were slick and warm. Hoshi savored their delicate flavor.

"Mmmmmm."

T'Pol swiveled her hips in response.

Hoshi gently chewed T'Pol's pussy lips, one and then the other.

T'Pol moaned and Hoshi looked up to check her reaction.

T'Pol squeezed and pulled her nipples, licking her lips as she cooed soft Vulcan words.

Hoshi puckered her lips and pushed them into T'Pol's center. She chewed T'Pol's labia with her lips and swirled her tongue until she tasted her favorite new flavor.

"I…I…oh!" T'Pol shuddered and Hoshi was rewarded.

"I can feel your excitement. Mmmmm, it's wonderful. Please continue."

Hoshi carefully pushed two fingers inside, feeling T'Pol's pussy surrender in response. She slowly pumped her fingers.

T'Pol's inner lips were fuller and darker than her own. They grasped at her fingers as they withdrew. Her labia were much longer than a Human's. Hoshi watched her fingers move, sheathed in T'Pol's sex. She stopped in mid stroke to lick the glossy dark flesh. Hoshi pushed her two fingers back in and then added another.

This time, when Hoshi began moving, T'Pol started fucking back. Hoshi increased her pace until a new wave of warm juice spilled over her fingers.

Hoshi sucked her fingertips and watched the gentle twitching of T'Pol's sex. She scooped up some more nectar and scraped her fingers with her lips.

"Damn you're delicious!"

She affectionately kissed the succulent object of her desire.

Hoshi then held T'Pol's pussy lips open and felt around with her tongue trying to locate her clit.

She finally felt T'Pol's pearl, which was tucked in a little more deeply than her own.

"Ah, there you are."

She gently tapped her fingers against the hidden treasure.

T'Pol moaned loudly.

Her clit began to swell in response.

Hoshi tapped T'Pol's clit more firmly.

"Oh Hoshi, yes!"

Hoshi smiled at T'Pol's reaction and pushed two fingers inside her. T'Pol's pussy was drenched, so they slid right in. She began to saw her fingers in and out.

"Do you like that?"

"Yes, I…I do."

"Good."

Hoshi slapped T'Pol's pearl with two fingers.

Her clit fully blossomed.

T'Pol spread her legs wider and pushed her pussy forward.

Hoshi smiled and pressed her tongue against T'Pol's clit, feeling it pulse. She took the top of T'Pol's pussy into her mouth. She gnawed her pelvic bone and ground her clit with her tongue.

"Oh yes! More Hoshi."

Hoshi gave T'Pol's pussy a quick series of slaps and then bit down on her clit.

T'Pol clamped her legs around Hoshi's head. Her pussy convulsed as she shivered in orgasm.

Hoshi sucked hard on T'Pol's throbbing sex.

A fresh helping of slick juices poured into her mouth. She felt the intense heat of T'Pol's passion wash over her, triggering her own orgasm.

When they had both stopped shaking, Hoshi moved up for a kiss.

She looked down at T'Pol's beautifully flushed face and smiled.

"I love the way you taste, the way you cum."

T'Pol held her head and kissed her with a desperation that told Hoshi she definitely wanted more.

"Are you enjoying yourself? Are you ok with your, you know, emotions…feelings? I know it's a lot to take in all at once, but….

T'Pol interrupted her babbling with a kiss and then spoke breathlessly.

"I could feel you through my sex. When you bit me I…I…I want more. I want…."

Hoshi smiled darkly.

"I think I know what you want."

She turned T'Pol over, onto her stomach.

"Now relax. Remember, I'm in control now sub-commander."

Looking back at the Ensign, a coy, seductive look on her face, she answered

"Aye, aye Captain."

She rested head on her hands and closed her eyes.

Hoshi began covering T'Pol's back with small, intoxicating, kisses. She licked and tasted her golden skin, slowly moving down her spine. Her tongue traced the curve of her back, measured her slender waist. Her lips embraced the beautiful curve of her hips.

The warm oils of T'Pol's skin mingled with the delicate flavor of her sweat.

Hoshi had never tasted a woman as sweet.

When she felt the sensuous rise of T'Pol's ass, Hoshi had to sit back and, admire.

T'Pol's tight little butt was a work of art. Small, nicely rounded and firm. The bottom of her cheeks were perfectly curved and perched above two slender yet compellingly shapely thighs.

Hoshi's fingers gently nudged T'Pol's thighs apart. With her thumb and forefinger, she squeezed the soft tops of her inner thighs.

She could feel the moist heat of T'Pol's pussy.

Hoshi couldn't help but bite the top of her thigh.

T'Pol rocked her hips left and right.

Hoshi spoke seductively as she squeezed a cheek in each hand.

"Has anyone ever told you what a lovely ass you have?"

"No…they have not."

She gently tapped at the bottom of T'Pol's ass.

"Well you do you know. I'll bet it's very sensitive too."

Hoshi ran her tongue between the cleft at the top of T'Pol's perfect butt.

T'Pol breathed deeply and moaned her approval.

"Mmmmm, what a delicious little ass."

Hoshi tongued the small dimples at the top of each cheek, eliciting a soft murmur.

She gently massaged T'Pol's moist center.

"Do you know what a spanking is?"

"Mmmm, no, tell me about spanking."

Hoshi sucked her honey-covered fingers. She resumed tapping T'Pol's butt a bit more firmly now, and continued.

"It was once thought of as light corporal punishment, but its much more than that. A spanking, if done correctly, is actually a form of sexual foreplay. The person being spanked submits to the control of the one administering the spanking. The skin of the recipient is warmed and sensitized by the strike of her lover's open hand. Her lover, in turn, is aroused by the sexual excitement she elicits.

"How does this feel?"

Hoshi gave T'Pol's ass a light swat.

T'Pol raised her face and looked back. "Vulcans are stronger than humans. I barely felt that."

"Mmm, I forgot about that. How's this?"

Hoshi gave her ass a good whack.

"Mmmm. Is that spanking?"

"Well if I keep doing it, it will be."

She rubbed T'Pol's firm ass. "In fact, I think that you'd enjoy a good naughty spanking"

"Are you, um…going to punish me?"

"Well, you have been a very bad Vulcan today, haven't you?"

T'Pol lifted her ass and spread her legs.

"Mmmmm, yes, I have."

With her ass raised in invitation and her pussy lips parted and dripping, T'Pol made quite a lovely sight.

Hoshi placed her left hand on the small of T'Pol back and swatted her ass hard.

"Yes Hoshi, yes, it's so…visceral!"

"Would you like it harder?"

"Yes, please. I want to really feel it."

Hoshi struck her beautiful target until T'Pol's cheeks blushed a lovely medium green. She rubbed T'Pol's hot cheeks, feeling their heat.

"Is that alright?

"Oh yes. Yes it is."

"More?"

"Please, more."

Hoshi put real effort into the next few blows.

T'Pol purred softly.

With her hands clutching T'Pol's firm, hot ass cheeks, Hoshi pressed her thumbs against her plump pussy lips and opened her sex.

T'Pol's pussy was a juicy, nectar filled succulent. Hoshi smeared her mouth and nose with the slick, warm liquid and licked her lips.

She swatted T'Pol's ass again.

"Lower, please."

Hoshi spanked the bottom of her ass. Her hand strayed over the back of T'Pol's pussy.

T'Pol could hardly believe how exciting this new sensation was.

"Yes, lower, lower please."

Hoshi pushed T'Pol's waist down, and smacked her pussy.

"Splat."

Her hand struck a very, very wet pussy.

T'Pol spoke in a dreamy voice, deepened by lust.

"Yes, right there, do that."

Hoshi was as surprised as she was utterly delighted. She massaged T'Pol swollen, labia.

It seemed that her hot young Vulcan's taste in sex was exactly as she hoped it would be. Her sexy sub-commander was not just tasty she was a natural submissive too.

Hoshi was determined to give T'Pol's delicious pussy the best spanking she had ever administered.

She started with her time tested three-fingered spanking technique. It enabled her to strike, as she liked to say, "only the good parts."

Her arousal grew as the sound of each blow became increasingly liquid.

T'Pol looked as if she were in a trance.

With her eyes closed, she raised her head. Her mouth opened and she held her breath. She then slowly closed her mouth and moaned dreamily, resting her head back down on her hands. A Cheshire grin graced her glowing face.

T'Pol's pussy lips were swollen, blushing green and dripping juice.

Hoshi took a break to chew her plump, juicy center.

T'Pol moaned her pleasure while grinding against Hoshi's mouth.

Hoshi continued spanking T'Pol's wet sex.

This time she used her full hand. She wanted to strike as much of T'Pol's pussy at one time, as she could.

She knew this technique sent the pressure of each blow reverberating through a woman's entire lower abdomen, heightening her arousal.

T'Pol arched her back and rocked towards each blow.

Hoshi was such an expert.

She was also extremely, extremely turned on. Her skin was covered with a soft sheen of sweat. Her hair was wet. Mini-orgasms exploded inside of her like blossoming fireworks.

This was sex the way Hoshi loved it, sweaty, juicy and intense.

Her beautiful Vulcan had surrendered to her passion, relinquishing control.

Hoshi slowed her pace, trying to convey her desire with each spank.

T'Pol suddenly rose up on her hands and threw her head back.

"Oh Hoshi! Harder! Harder! Yes! Oh, yes!"

T'Pol hung her head down and began to breath deeply, quickly.

Hoshi held her pussy open and struck her clit directly, with three sharp blows.

"Splat! Splat! Splat!"

T'Pol jerked her hips, and honey splashed from her pussy.

Hoshi caught it in her hand and lapped it up with her tongue.

She clamped her mouth over T'Pol's drenched pussy and sucked.

T'Pol felt something she had never imagined.

It began in her center. It spread to her breasts and her sex. It exploded in her mind and culminated in what T'Pol would later realize was her first real, full body orgasm. An orgasm that overwhelmed all rational thought, all logic.

Like a tidal wave, the entirety of T'Pol's excitement suddenly ran from her pussy into Hoshi's mouth and through her body.

The resultant orgasm almost caused Hoshi to pass out.

She leaned hard against T'Pol's ass, breathing staccato.

Hoshi's body jerked as her pussy pulsed over and over again, sending a stream of nectar running down her legs.

T'Pol carefully turned around and eased Hoshi onto her back.

She began gently licking the glistening juices that coated her pussy and inner thighs.

When T'Pol had savored every drop, she moved up Hoshi's body and kissed her face.

Hoshi looked up at her as if awakening from a deep sleep.

T'Pol kissed her tenderly.

"Thank you my beautiful lover. You have awakened me. You have shared with me, life's most precious gift."

She kissed Hoshi's eyes closed and held her.

T'Pol spoke into the air.

"Thank you T'Mir. I am whole."

Hoshi stirred softly and T'Pol smiled and kissed her forehead.

Exhausted from their shared experience, they both drifted off to sleep.