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Jane, straddling Veronica’s chest, her pussy over Veronica’s mouth, was looking down at the blonde as she was being eaten out.

Fuck, she’s so good at this!

Veronica really knew how to take care of a woman with her mouth. Although Jane would never admit this to her, she had not been sure how good at…well, anything Veronica would be when it came to sex. The former ensign was so young! Not only that, but Veronica gave the impression that she had spent most of her life thus far memorizing the Bridge Officer’s Manual or studying the radial stress fatigue factors for the plasma injection struts.

But apparently, Veronica had managed to…learn other things along the way.

And evidence of that was about to be presented—for the third time, no less—now.

Arching her back and turning her head towards the ceiling, Jane let out a scream as she came again. By now, she didn’t care if any of her neighbors on either side of her quarters heard her. Besides, she had been privy to some…muffled sexual arias by Hadiza to her left and Antonia to her right plenty of times.

As she orgasmed, Veronica held onto her hips and continued working her lips and tongue on Jane’s convulsing vulva, avoiding her clit now but ensuring that her tongue lapped at her opening, which Jane knew was streaming her essence. A lot of her essence.

“Fucking hell!” she finally gasped out when this climax began petering out. “Stars above! Fuck, you’re good at that!” She then grinned, her head still upturned towards the ceiling. “Ensign.”

They had kept up the whole Ensign/Ma’am thing during this experience, and quite frankly, Jane was all onboard with it. It made everything hotter. She didn’t know if it would be a one-off kind of thing, but it didn’t matter right now.

The hottest part had come about an hour ago, when Jane, going down on Veronica and sensing that the young officer was nearing orgasm, heard her say, “Please, ma’am…may I come?”

Being asked like that had made Jane’s clit go thump-thump-THUMP! Not wanting to take her mouth away from Veronica’s sex and interrupt her work, she had simply hummed, “Mm-hm,” and then experienced Veronica coming hard on her face no more than two seconds later. It was soon followed by Veronica gasping, “Thank you, ma’am!”

Now, Jane carefully removed herself from atop Veronica and lay down beside her, panting, her pussy still thrumming with the pleasures it had just released, the aftershocks already starting.

“Happy, babe?” she asked after a few more moments. As hot as all the Ensign/Ma’am stuff had been, she was ready to start using a more informal manner of addressing one another.

“Very,” Veronica answered.

Jane looked to her left.

Rings of Saturn!

Veronica’s chest was heaving just as her own was, and the sight of those gorgeous and large breasts of hers rising and falling was like a narcotic.

Suddenly, Veronica rolled over and topped her, those gorgeous and large breasts of hers now pressing on her own chest.

“That was a lot of fun!” Veronica said.

Jane grinned.

“It certainly was,” she purred. “What would your precious captain think if she knew how you’d behaved for the past couple of hours?”

Veronica rolled her eyes.

“Believe me,” she began, “my friends and I are certain the captain is a bit of a freak herself. Far more so than anything you and I just got up to.”

She rolled off Jane and laid back down next to her.

Jane laughed.

“Oh, is that right?” she asked. “The captain has been the subject of that kind of gossip in your circles as well?”

She could imagine the kinds of things that had been talked about between Veronica and her fellow lowlies. The women of Sabre Squadron undoubtedly had the exact same conversations.

Veronica scoffed.

“Not only the captain,” she stated. “Sabre Squadron also.”

Jane’s eyes widened.

“What do you and your buddies say about us? ” she demanded.

But Veronica shook her head.

“Can’t tell you that,” she responded. “It would violate the code of the lowlies.”

An alarming thought came to Jane just then.

Propping herself up on one elbow, she looked down at the blonde.

“You’re not going to be gathering them all together and then talking about what we just did, are you?” she asked.

Jane could see it now in her mind: an assembly of lower deck lowlies gathered to hear about Former Ensign Vale’s conquest of the incredibly hot and sexy Skyhawk pilot. (At least, that’s how Jane imagined she would be described.)

“Oh my days, of course not!” Veronica insisted.

Jane searched her face to gauge the veracity of that statement and then once satisfied that Veronica was being truthful, settled herself back on the mattress.

“Well…if you do,” she began, “just make sure to tell them how amazing I was.”

“I can’t do that! ” Veronica replied casually. “If anything, I’d have to tell them you were a lousy lay just so they’ll lose interest.”

“ What? ” Jane snapped. “Don’t you fucking dare! I want you to tell them I was so good that you still don’t remember your name!”

“Understood,” Veronica said with a chuckle.

They lay quietly for a couple of minutes.

“It’s kind of intimidating coming here, you know,” Veronica eventually said. “I mean, your mates…”

Jane shrugged.

“It’s just our fucked-up form of initiation,” she said. “My advice is…don’t show fear. Also, don’t be afraid of giving as good as you get—they’ll respect you more.”

“Goodness, it’s like hearing advice for what to do if you encounter a grizzly bear in the wild,” Veronica muttered.

Again Jane shrugged.

“Once they see you coming around more, they’ll ease off a bit, and then they’ll consider you to be one of us,” she said. “Anyway…did you folks up on the bridge hear any interesting news about what’s been going on in the Milky Way since we’ve been in Andromeda?”

During her brief visit on Pecula, Jane had managed to send a message to her family in Indiana. She had wanted to be sure to do that, especially since they would soon be hearing about her first contact with the Andromeda alien, as well as seeing the recorded interview she had been voluntold to give. But she hadn’t had time to check in on the news, so to speak.

“Nothing major,” Veronica replied. “Except for intelligence reports of the Merkonians and B’zicors possibly meeting in the Olkarion Chaos, in the Gamma Quadrant.”

Jane whistled. She also felt a little apprehensive.

The Merkonians and the B’zicors were the Unitary’s two most formidable enemies. Individually, each species was a threat. Fortunately, the Unitary never had to deal with them combined . The two species hated each other and often spent more time fighting one another than fighting the Unitary Coalition.

So then why were they meeting?

If they had somehow decided to form an alliance…

“Sunspots!” she exclaimed, imagining the horrible possibilities…

“Yeah,” Veronica replied. “Fortunately, word is that the Longwood and the Castle Hill are both nearing completion and could begin space trials in two Earth months.”

The Longwood and the Castle Hill were the next Jovian-class ships, currently under construction, Jane knew. She considered it was a good thing they were nearly done. With the Fordham gallivanting around the Andromeda Galaxy, if the Merkonians and B’zicors were partnering up, the Unitary was going to need all of the superweapons it could muster against them.

“Hey, guess what?” Veronica said, pulling Jane from her thoughts of future military conflicts.

“What?” Jane prodded.

Again, Veronica suddenly rolled on top of her. Jane groaned with pleasure at feeling her girlfriend’s breasts pressing down on her own.

“I’m done talking for a while,” Veronica purred. She then quirked an eyebrow. “Ma’am.”

Jane’s clit went bam!

“Is that so… Ensign? ” she returned. She gasped when she felt Veronica’s fingers on her still-wet pussy, beginning to stroke her folds. “Well then…” she went on, “…let’s find other ways to communicate…”