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Doctor Crusher’s Tricorder analyzed Troi’s body as she lay on the bed in sick-bay, her breathing still labored and sluggish. She finished the scan and examined the readings, confirming what she could deduce from a glance. “You’re exhausted and your body’s recovering from an incredible amount of physical exercise. If I didn’t know any better I’d say you’ve been overdoing Worf’s exercise class again.”
“I wish it was that simple” Diana groaned, pushing herself up feeling her muscles aching from the strain. She got lightheaded so Beverley injected her with something to stop the nausea. She had one other symptom she was reluctant to acknowledge, but she had to ask. “The deposit in my…you know…”
Beverley looked around and marked the medical staff not paying attention to them, but was familiar with patients feeling uncomfortable discussing certain ailments around people. She had a guess what Troi was referring to, her scans picked up significant quantities in her midriff region. “I can run an analysis and check for harmful toxins” she said, setting her tricorder up while fixing her professional gaze on the young Batazed. “But it would help if I knew what happened.”
Diana shifted uncomfortably. “It’s rather embarrassing” she muttered.
“Considering what I’m detecting, where it is and how much of it is inside you, I should hope so” her doctor smirked. Diana rolled her eyes, hating how she and Doctor Crusher were practically best friends on the Enterprise. She could read the counselor almost as well as she can read emotions. Beverley took a seat beside the woman and gently insisted “start from the beginning. What happened?”
Diana took another scan of Sick-bay, relieved the other staff and stepped into the next room leaving the two of them alone. “I was…it was quite bizarre to tell you the truth” she said bewildered. “As you know, we took on the lynaan ambassadors on our cultural exchange between their planet and the federation.”
“Ambassadors Loquel and Byleth, I recall” Beverley nodded patiently, though her expression was starting to give away her suspicions and amusement.
“Well, as you know, we found them a little…strange. But that’s not uncommon when dealing with other cultures. I was assigned to Loquel and gave him an in-depth tour of the ship. Only he was more interested in the recreation activities."
"I remember Commander Riker mentioned something about him testing your limits with the deserts” Beverley chuckled.
Diana groaned, still feeling sick and not just from all the chocolate she’d found herself consuming over the past few days. “I swear, if this keeps up I’m going to be forced to give it up altogether” she complained. “Speaking of Will, it was his idea to suggest the friendly poker game and invite the ambassadors” she continued. “While Loquel has been…interesting, Worf has been restraining his instinct to murder Byleth. Apparently he has been rude, dismissive, antagonistic. At the poker game we found out why.”
“You mean all of that was on purpose?” Beverley asked in surprise, recalling hearing about Worf’s nightmare at diplomacy.
Diana nodded. “It turns out they were sent here to learn about some specific aspects of human culture they didn’t understand. Byleth wanted to experience antagonism and Loquel was sent to experience pleasure.”
“That’s why Byleth requested Worf to show him around the ship” Beverley nodded. “He deduced he’d be the most likely candidate to respond to his taunts. And it explains Loquel’s obsession with chocolate.” Diana nodded, the strange behavior and mystery solved. The doctor used the pause to check the readings on her tricorder. “So how does that bring us to this visit?” She asked.
Diana hesitated before awkwardly explaining “after the poker game Loquel explained what they were doing and why. It all made sense. He even apologized if they were being offensive or off putting. I told him it was fine and we’d be happy to assist them. That’s when he propositioned me.” She saw Beverley’s eyebrow raise and hesitantly explained “during the tour he discovered we procreated by making offspring. Since Lynaans don’t procreate the same way he got curious. I tried to be as forthcoming and detailed as possible, even going as far as to describe the manner in which the offspring is created.”
“Explaining sex to an alien” Beverley muttered, still finding it a novel concept.
“Wouldn’t have been the first time” Diana shrugged.
Beverley saw the flush in her cheeks and guessed “did that prove to be a mistake?”
“On the surface, no. Loquel was genuinely interested” she said. “No, the mistake was describing how participants often get pleasure from this activity.”
Beverley nodding, following along. “And given his quest to understand pleasure…”
“He got very interested.”
The doctor double checked her readings and then looked at Diana. “You said he propositioned you?”
“Last night” she nodded. “He wanted to experience the pleasure one would get from having sex with another. I was flattered and flustered and was about to politely decline, but then he told me how helpful it would be to understand the sensations and concept to take back to his people.”
Beverley narrowed her eyes when Diana fell suspiciously silent. “What did you do Diana?”
***
What she did, against her better judgement, was agree to his proposition.
It was an unusual situation the counselor found herself in as she guided the ambassador through the process of sexual intimacy between two people. She was prepared to explain and describe the pleasurable exchange in detail but Loquel was more interested in a practical demonstration. So Diana found herself completely naked in his quarters instructing him on sex in the dimly lit and firmly locked room. She used her security clearance to bolt the doors shut. Nothing accept the highest security override, first officer or captains countermand would be able to open them. The idea of either Captain Picard or Will walking in and finding her performing her duties in such a matter made the woman queasy, but she pushed it aside in order to focus on the task at hand.
Fortunately their species appeared to be sexually compatible for mating purposes. The Lyannans were humanoid, their skin more ridged than humans soft skin, their muscles denser, but their physical organs remained much the same. She found it curious how a race whose “young” were born fully formed into adulthood from pods still retained what resembled a penis, but when she mounted the appendage she discovered it didn’t work the same way a human penis did. It was less developed, thick but not as long, it’s form bumpy and ridged. While it didn’t feel the same she was expecting, Diana still found it quite stimulating as she rocked her hips atop the enthusiastic ambassador.
“Oh my” he gasped, lying on his back against the luxury mattress of his bed staring up at the naked Diana. His hands held her hips tightly, his eyes wide unable to comprehend what he was feeling. Diana sensed the excitement emanating from him as his hips buckled against her, this new experience delighting his senses. It was infectious and soon she too was smiling. “This feels…delicious” he laughed.
“Yes” she replied politely, though delicious isn’t the word she’d have used. Unusual, different, new would be her response. She found it more enjoyable to watch the man responding to her movements, sensing the joy in him as she showed him how to mate with a female. It occurred to her she was treading new ground for their species, introducing them to something no other Lynaan has experienced. In essence, she was taking this man’s virginity. Counselor Troi, expert of inter-species mating rituals her brain thought. The thought made her chuckle, until she realized her mother would probably be proud of her.
Loquel looked up at her asking “do all humans feel like this?”
“Sometimes” she nodded, thought she couldn’t say she was feeling the same as him. She was used to more experienced, smoother cocks. The bumpy flesh kept grinding her insides in uneven ways. While it wasn’t painful, it didn’t leave her anything to hold onto that would develop into pleasure. The ambassador seemed to sense her uncertainty and asked if he could do anything. “Well, some women like to be touched in places on their body” she explained, her own hands running over the man’s chest. He began moving his hands long her thighs and waist, exploring her more. It felt nice and improved her mood. “Try up here” she suggested, gently guiding his palms towards her firm breasts. He took them in awe, massaging her mounds and playing with her nipples. “That’s it” she sighed, finally feeling some enjoyment out of what they were doing. “Don’t pinch too hard. Just roll them between your fingers. Yes, like that. Oh that’s good” she moaned, her hips moving faster bouncing on his lap more. It made her clit brush against his groin which brought her more pleasure. “Oh yes!” She panted, riding the man feeling her orgasm approaching.
Loquel watched as the counselor came undone in front of him, his sensations spiking as she felt her inner walls begin to squeeze and massage him. He lay back and moaned, squeezing her tits and thrusting up into her pussy. Despite being a virgin he managed to hold onto his climax until she orgasmed first, the sensation of cumming stimulating his cock into triggering something he never did before. He ejaculated and experienced something entirely new as he pumped unknown fluids into her vagina shooting it up to her womb. Diana’s mouth fell open as she shuddered around him, taking his load until they were both finished and panting, their bodies slumping against each other.
Diana rolled off the ambassador sighing heavily, wiping her brow with her arm as she stared at the ceiling. “That was…incredible” Loquel said in wonder.
“It was something” Diana agreed, panting heavily feeling the familiar buzz of sexual afterglow from both her and Loquel. After a moment the woman sat up and asked the Ambassador “was that experience to your satisfaction?”
“Oh yes” he nodded, sitting up and thanking the woman. “That experience was quite…delicious.” Diana smiled, about to politely excuse herself until the man queried “would it be possible to do it again.”
“Again?”
“You mentioned there were many…positions, was it…that people use when performing this mating ritual” he said, his memory proving better than hers. “If it’s not too much trouble, I wonder if we could try some more of them?”
Diana looked at him, looked at the two of them naked in the bed, as hesitation conflicted with her curiosity.
***
“so what did you do?” Beverley asked as she prepared a hypo spray, returning to Diana’s bed.
“I…said yes” she confessed embarrassed. “I didn’t want to turn him down, it felt…rude. I didn’t think there would be anything wrong about it. And the experience was enlightening.”
“So how many positions did you go through?”
Diana’s expression soured as the memories flashed through her mind. “All of them.”
Beverley’s eyes widened. “All? Even the…”
“All of them” Diana repeated, indicating everything. Every sexual technique developed over the last hundred years, including some adapted from other cultures. “We were up all night, going at it for hours. I knew I shouldn’t have said yes, but…”
“You were too polite to say no?” She asked doubtfully. She shook her head in amusement. “Now that’s what I call going above and beyond the call of duty. Did Loquel at least find the experience enjoyable?”
“Absolutely. Much more than I did” she replied. “We only stopped because he finally wore himself out and fell asleep. I had to sneak out of his quarters and came straight here.”
“That explains why you practically fell through the doors” the Doctor laughed, recalling of how Diana could barely stand when she dropped in. One of the nurses had to carry her to the bed. She brought the hypo spray and injected it into Diana’s side. “Well, the good news is, all that substance he pumped into your body isn’t harmful. In fact I’m sure it’ll be beneficial to your system once it clears up. This should break it down so it doesn’t feel like you have a water bottle inside your uterus. I must say, that’s the most semen I’ve seen any species disposition into a mate.”
“Tell me about it” she sighed. “He kept coming and more came out. It felt like I was going to burst at some point, by belly never felt so full.” She looked up at Beverley, a sincere note of concern crossing her face. “I have to ask…”
“You’re not pregnant” she laughed. “I ran some tests while you were talking. You may have introduced sex to the lynaans but they remain biologically sterile.” Diana sighed in relief, awkwardly climbing out of bed. “Might I suggest you go to your quarters and get some sleep” Beverley suggested, catching her friend when she stumbled on wobbly legs. “Do you need help?”
“No, I think I can manage” Diana replied, limping to the wall still feeling her pussy aching from overuse. Her legs struggled to support her weight but she was able to use her arm to hold her up against the wall as she approached the door. “I just hope the Ambassador decides to sleep in before he comes looking for me. And that he’s satisfied with the experience” she mumbled.
Beverley stood in the middle of sickbay, going over her scans thinking about the ordeal Diana just went through. As harrowing as the woman made it sound, the experience sounded rather erotic to the young widow. “Maybe I should check in on him” she said. “Make sure he’s medically fit.”
Diana was about to leave before sensing the clear feelings of excitement and arousal from the Doctor. “Beverley!” She gasped, turning to her with a shocked expression sensing what she was thinking.
The redhead didn’t even bother to deny it as she shrugged her shoulders. “All in the name of cultural exchange” she said.