The Borg Queen brought Data closer to humanity than he could ever imagine, starting by introducing him to what it meant to feel pleasure. She kissed him in a sensual manner, stimulating the new skin she had grafted onto the side of his face. He gasped as her leather hands brushed the flesh, which sent inputs through his positronic sensors to his brain where his emotion chip registered the sensations in a good way. He kissed the bionic woman back, enjoying the new experience she brought him with her upgrades. He would occasionally feel the dozen or so eyes of the Borg drones watching them, but she assured them “they will not interfere.” He believed her as she was in control of this hive. They all simply stared into space, not paying attention, awaiting further orders or fulfilling other tasks around engineering. So he ignored them too, focusing on the half organic half machine life form in front of him as she pressed herself against him. Their lips met and she made out with the Android, dominating his mouth with her tongue as her hands caressed his chest.
The grafts on his face and his arm wasn’t the only place she had skin grafted to, her hand reaching down to stroke the flesh sheathed over his penis. He tried not to think about the poor crew member who was harvested to give his a flesh coat for his mechanical phallus, but he couldn’t deny the sensations he was receiving from her fingers wrapping around it. Her fingers stroking him paled in comparison to the feeling of her lips wrapping around him though, her tongue running along the underside when she knelt down to give him a blow job. Data couldn’t formulate words to describe what he was experiencing, and she could see in his expression that he was enjoying it. She watched him with her sultry eyes, sucking hims cock in a very erotic manner. She felt a few of her drones turn their heads to watch her, seeing through their eyes able to watch herself as she brought the man to a console and laid herself out for him. “Are you ready to feel perfection?” She asked, spreading her legs opening up her crotch to present the perfect socket for his plug.
Data tentatively yet excitedly stepped forward and inserted himself into the queen’s gambit, his emotion chip overloading with feedback as he found his penis sliding into a silky yet firm replicated pussy. The Borg queen took great pride in constructing her mobile unit to be the most evocative female form she could approximate, assimilating and adapting over many years. She had used this body to pleasure many of her drones, including Locutus, but having sexual intercourse with Data brought a new sense of pleasure even to her. She tilted her head back and gasped as she allowed herself to enjoy the feeling of his dick thrusting inside of her, his hands exploring her body, caressing her neck as she pulled him into a steamy kiss, her legs hooked around his hips. Data let himself fall through a tunnel of joy and desire he’d never felt before, fucking her eagerly as if it was his first time all over again.
On some level maybe the Queen was taking Data’s virginity, but she wasn’t the first. While he had sexual intercourse with the machine hybrid, Data found himself thinking about another he once had sex with. Tasha Yar was somebody very close to him, someone he came to respect a great deal. Their liaison wasn’t planned, but it was no less pleasant. Admittedly it came about due to a virus that mimicked the effects of intoxication which infected the crew. Tasha was suffering from this affliction when she invited Data into her quarters and drunkenly seduced the Android. He wasn’t affected but he was curious for the experience, so he allowed the young woman to “use him as a sex toy” as she put it while undressing from the sexy nightgown she was wearing. He had no predilection about the female form at that time, but he recognized Tasha was what manner would consider very attractive. He would often call upon the image of her naked on his lap riding his cock when he wished to study the female form. She looked very natural in that position, particularly when she had her hands behind her head arching her back, moaning in pleasure as she squeezed his hard penis with her core. She got very aroused during their time together, begging him to try many positions, encouraging him to explore his sexuality. He fucked her in multiple poses, including missionary, doggy, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, standing up, sitting down, sixty nine which followed from the brief diversion into oral sex (which she claimed made her knees turn to jelly, though that is physically impossible), fingering, titfuck, hot dogging…
His train of thought got interrupted when his posotronic circuits sent a pulse of signals to his dick, simulating an orgasm which seemed to please the bog queen as she moaned in response. He tilted his head as she experienced a climax, something he didn’t believe he achieved. “Was it good for you Data?” She asked curiously.
“Very much so” he lied, continuing to act in a manner that he knew would serve his mission. She was letting his guard down around him, so he ensured she had no reason to arouse suspicion. He continued to kiss and fuck her in front of her drones, biding his time. Meanwhile he lamented on how brief his time with Tasha Yar was, how quickly it came to an end. They only interacted in that manner once. As soon as the crew was cured she found him to apologize for her inappropriate behavior. He accepted it, explaining he saw it as a pleasant experience. He recalled she swore it could never happen again, but would occasionally catch her staring at him with a distinct redness in her cheeks and a fond smile on her lips. He hoped she looked on their time together as pleasant too.
It saddened her when she died, and so he treasured those memories of her with great affection. And no matter how much he fucked the Borg Queen, despite her declarations of perfection, she could not compare to Tasha Yar.
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