We came back from our first date on the holodeck, a real date, not a date like
the dinner-dates we have had all these years. Things had changed in our
relationship. I was finally able to leave protocol and my responsibility for
this crew behind me and allow him into my life. I love him and I'm willing to
face all the consequences it will bring with it.

He had created a cosy little Italian restaurant and we had a lot of fun feeding
each other with that damn long spaghetti. Hand in hand we walked through the
park afterwards and we stopped in front of a small lake. The moon reflected
itself in the dark water and except for the rustling sounds of the leaves in the
trees, caused by the warm breeze, it was peacefully quiet.

He had turned me around to look at him and I knew in an instant what was going
to happen. He bent down and kissed me. Our first kiss. Gently he pressed his
lips on mine, then started to nuzzle and suck on them. When I wrapped my arms
around his back he deepened the kiss. His tongue parted my lips and I gave him
access to invade the depths of my mouth. Our tongues met and we both moaned
in pleasure. He brushed along my palate and a shockwave of pure desire ran
through me and roused the flames of need, which I thought were gone forever
when we became stranded here in the DQ. Breathless we separated and looked
at each other, eyes locked. He pulled me back into his arms, then, and held me
tight. We relished the feel of our bodies together for long minutes, satisfying
the need that had existed since we first met.

It was late when we left the holodeck. Wordlessly we walked along the
corridors of the ship and stopped in front of the turbolift. I stepped in first
and he followed me. I ordered the lift to start to move to deck 3 and I heard
the door shut. Without turning to face him I immediately sensed that I was
trapped and I knew I was right when I felt his hot breath on my neck. He
ordered the turbolift to hold and we stopped. His hands came up to my shoulders
to turn me around. I looked into his eyes. They were dark and revealed his lust.
I knew that he was going to take me right here, right now in the turbolift
and I welcomed it, shivering in anticipation.

He pushed me against the turbolift wall, pressed our bodies together and bent
down to kiss me again, hard and urgent. Much to my surprise I responded just
as urgently and I could no longer think straight when I felt him rubbing his
erection across my belly.

I felt his hands on my back as he opened my dress and let it slide to the ground.
His eyes ran down my body hungrily and came up again only to stare at my breasts.
He eagerly tugged down the straps of my bra and opened the fastener on my back
and all I could do was watch him doing so. He caught his breath when he saw my
naked breasts and he continued to stare at them. His hands were trembling when
he reached out to touch them, his breath ragged and unsteady. Watching his reaction
increased the wetness between my legs and it increased even more when he started
stroking and kneading them. I can’t remember ever being so aroused and wet before.
He got obsessed with sucking my nipples, went on and on, couldn't get enough.

He soon had me gasping, wanting more. My panties were soaked with my wetness
and they started getting uncomfortable. Sensing my need he removed them and
when he felt the wetness he smiled.
He removed his shirt and opened his pants. The bulge in his boxers was
impressive and this time my hands were shaking when I reached out to touch him.
I could feel him through the fabric, he was long and thick and I pushed his
boxers down to get a full view. He was beautiful and incredibly needy, the tip
already covered with his pre-cum. I began to stroke him and he groaned. Too
soon he stopped me and once more pushed me forcefully back close to the wall.

He lifted my right leg with one hand and wrapped his other hand around his
erection bringing it to my entrance. I could feel the tip brushing and rubbing
along my wet folds, up and down, his hand guiding him. He went on teasing me
like this. Close to the edge I looked down and watched him. My glistening
juices were already spread all over his hand and erection and it turned me on
even more. I started gasping again and he increased the pace.  It was all it took.
My head fell back against the wall and I closed my eyes to the sensations as my
orgasm washed over me.

In the middle of this earth shattering feeling I hadn't noticed that he had
removed his hand from his erection and I cried out loud when I felt him enter
me. He pressed his long thick shaft through my clenching inner muscles in a very
slow motion and it prolonged my orgasm in a way I never thought would be
possible. When he had finally had buried all of him deep inside me, he didn’t
wait for me to catch my breath. Without breaking our joining he laid me down
on my back on the floor and knelt between my wide spread legs. He sat back on
his heels, grabbed my legs, wrapped them around his hips and began to thrust.
I still was very tight because he didn’t give me time to adjust fully, but I felt no
pain or discomfort. On the contrary, the friction he caused was unbelievably
intense and I felt another orgasm approaching fast. He seemed to know it and
increased the pace, thrusting hard and deep. A few more thrusts and I was
screaming again.

All the while he had only watched me and I was stunned when I came back from
my oblivion to find that he was still hard as a stone and moving inside me.
I asked him why he didn’t let go and he answered that he wanted to make sure
that I was satisfied first. I told him that I was and that it was his turn to
come now.
He grabbed my breasts with his hands again and I could see that they really
drove him crazy. He bent down to suck on my nipples and he panted hard.

I don’t know what had gotten into me when I asked him if he wanted to fuck
them. Shocked he stopped all his motions but couldn't hide the greed to try it.
To prove to him that I was serious, I reached down between my legs and pulled
him out of me and in my direction. He followed, crawling up on his knees.
I placed his erection between my breasts and covered them with my hands,
pressing them together to cause friction. The wetness of my juices made it
easy for him to slide back and forth and he was immediately in ecstasy,
groaning deeply. I bent my head up and down, either to see his expressions
on his face or to watch his now throbbing erection between my breasts.
When he closed his eyes I knew he would come any moment. I was right. His
spilling seed hit my chin and throat and I heard him cry out my name.
He collapsed on top of me and I held him tight. We both needed time to calm
down.

We were in a mess, our bodies sticky with our juices, but we couldn't help
but smile, we were just too happy to really worry about that. He told me that
he loved me and I told him the same.

To make sure noone would catch us, we used the transporter to beam us directly
into my quarters. We had a shower together, but actually it wasn't necessary,
because we went on to make love the whole night.

I always had imagined that our first time would be slow and sweet, but now I
know that we had to still the overpowering hunger first. Something I'll always
remember.
 

The end