Path: newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net!stamper.news.atl.earthlink.net!elnk-atl-nf1!newsfeed.earthlink.net!prodigy.com!atl-c02.usenetserver.com!news.usenetserver.com!peer01.cox.net!cox.net!border2.nntp.dca.giganews.com!border1.nntp.dca.giganews.com!nntp.giganews.com!newsread.com!newsstand.newsread.com!POSTED.monger.newsread.com!not-for-mail Newsgroups: alt.startrek.creative.erotica.moderated Approved: ascem@earthlink.net Organization: Better Living Thru TrekSmut Sender: ascem@earthlink.net Message-ID: From: "longbeachtrekstar" MIME-Version: 1.0 Mailing-List: list ASCEML@yahoogroups.com; contact ASCEML-owner@yahoogroups.com Subject: NEW TNG: "Daddy's Little Girl" 1/1 (D/Y, au, challenge) [NC-17] Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Lines: 207 Date: Tue, 21 Sep 2004 12:55:02 GMT NNTP-Posting-Host: 209.198.142.218 X-Complaints-To: Abuse Role , We Care X-Trace: monger.newsread.com 1095771302 209.198.142.218 (Tue, 21 Sep 2004 08:55:02 EDT) NNTP-Posting-Date: Tue, 21 Sep 2004 08:55:02 EDT Xref: news.earthlink.net alt.startrek.creative.erotica.moderated:84682 X-Received-Date: Tue, 21 Sep 2004 05:55:04 PDT (newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net) Title: Daddy's Little Girl Author: longbeachtrekstar ( longbeachtrekstar @ yahoo . com ) Series: TNG Codes: D/Y, au, challenge Rating: NC-17 Parts: 1/1 Disclaimer: Paramount owns Star Trek. This is not for profit, just=20 for fun. Archiving: ASCEM, others please ask. Feedback: Yes please, here or by email. Notes: This is a challenge response. Which one will be revealed later. Summary: Data and Yar have some pillow talk. "Daddy's Little Girl" by longbeachtrekstar, September 2004 Tasha rolled back from the edge of the bed to snuggle once again=20 against Data's body. The flesh was warm, and soft, and in the low=20 light it was easy to overlook its artificial gold color. She could=20 believe she was with a real live human. Not that the artificiality=20 bothered her. Tasha believed in souls more than bodies. But bodies could be nice too. Tasha trailed her hand down across=20 Data's taut stomach. Across a belly-button -- how curious. Her hand=20 found the tangled strands of the top of Data's pubic hair, and Tasha=20 couldn't resist playfully scratching and pulling there. Had Data just sighed? In the quiet warmth of Data's bed, in the otherwise Spartan living=20 quarters, Tasha Yar rested one hand on the android's shoulder while=20 allowing her other to continue its trek. She pushed through the dark=20 hair and down between the legs, gently placing her hand on ... Data's=20 pussy. Yes, Tasha thought, she'd definitely sighed that time. Tasha gently slid her hand back and forth across Data's pussy, her=20 fingers slipping between the lips, where all was warm and wet. "Do=20 you like that?" Tasha smiled. "To like something is to invoke an emotional response which I am not=20 capable of." Tasha's smile faded, and she started to pull her hand back. Data's=20 own hand quickly landed on top of it, holding it there. "However," continued Data, "as I experience certain sensory input=20 patterns, I become accustomed to them. Eventually, the patterns are=20 anticipated, and even missed when absent. Please continue." "You *do* like that, don't you?" teased Tasha as she renewed her=20 stroking of the android's wet slit. The corners of Data's mouth curled up slightly, and she nearly=20 smiled. Once again, she marveled at the effect Tasha's ministrations=20 were having on her. Involuntary response programs were initiated,=20 creating sensations she was only slowly becoming accustomed to. They=20 were sensations she felt worth investigating further. Tasha's fingers pushed inward, slipping past the flesh-like folds and=20 deep into the interior. Data moaned and opened her legs wider --=20 quite wide in fact. She really was quite limber. Tasha now breathed=20 gently across Data's warm breast. The young blonde alternated,=20 breathing slow warm breaths, followed by quick cool breezes. She reached out with just the very tip of her tongue to tickle Data's=20 nipple. She watched with satisfaction as the golden brown nub=20 stiffened and grew. How much did Data feel, she wondered. And how=20 much was mere programming, mimicking human response with no feeling.=20 Did Data herself even know? Could a human even know? Didn't her own nipples grow hard and erect=20 with the proper stimulation, regardless of what she may or may not be=20 feeling? Enough contemplation, she told herself, and leaned down to=20 take Data's nipple fully into her mouth. Tasha sucked, and her fingers continued their thrusting. Data's pulse=20 quickened, or seemed to. The android wrapped her arms around her=20 blonde lover as she drew her knees up. "Kiss me!" the android begged. She needn't have. Tasha was only too willing to comply. Crimson lips=20 met amber ones as the two beings merged. Still, Tasha did not pause=20 in her assault on Data's heated sex. Data's motions were equal parts=20 thrusting, to meet Tasha's fingers half way, and squirming, as if the=20 sensations were too much and she wished to get away. Data's body convulsed under Tasha's handiwork and finally reached a=20 crescendo. Unknown codes inside unrecognized programs initiated such=20 a series of cascading routines that Data was overcome by a very human- looking female orgasm. Her legs clamped together as her pussy grasped=20 at Tasha's fingers. Shudders wracked her body as her hips bucked=20 wantonly up and down on the bed. The only difference Tasha ever noticed was that Data never broke a=20 sweat. Data, who normally was stronger and possessed of more endurance than=20 anyone else aboard ship, even seemed to need time to recover. So they=20 simply lay together and snuggled, as they were doing before this=20 latest round of love-making. ***** Some time later, Tasha crawled from between the sweaty sheets -- it=20 annoyed her to some extent that the sweat was all hers, but Data=20 never seemed to mind -- to fix a couple cool drinks. She was so used=20 to doing this that she no longer considered the fact that Data did=20 not need to drink, but only mimicked her human companion. "It never fails to intrigue me," commented Data as she sat up in bed,=20 taking the drink offered by Tasha, "that no matter how many times I=20 experience 'orgasms', each one is somehow different. There are=20 certain general parameters, but exactly when or how one will start or=20 finish differs every time. Is it that way for you?" "Well, yes. But I think you might be more keenly aware of the slight=20 differences than I am. I find them all quite similar -- and quite=20 fun." The two girls, sitting in bed with their drinks, were not above=20 admiring each other's bodies. Tasha, she with the short blonde hair,=20 perky tits, and well-toned frame. And Data, with yellow eyes and=20 golden skin. Her dark brown hair was straight and long, combed back=20 from her forehead to fall softly across her shoulders. Her bosom was=20 fuller than Tasha's, rounder, and she turned as many eyes aboard ship=20 as any other "female". "I'm wondering..." Tasha was curious about something, but unsure of=20 how to proceed. She got out of the bed to freshen her drink -- and to=20 put some distance between herself and Data. "Why would Doctor Soong=20 make his android female? Not that I mind, mind you, but... wouldn't=20 it have been far easier to make one... neutral? I mean, your parts,=20 you can't really use them... not *really*." "You mean I cannot reproduce? That is true. But you have also not=20 reproduced." "Well, no." "Yet, do you not consider that you have *used* your parts?" "Touch=E9, Madame Data." Tasha turned and raised her glass in mock=20 salute. "I should have known better than to cross swords with you.=20 Y'know, most fathers want a son for their first-born." "And so did mine. I have an 'older brother'." "What?" "The first android my father created was a male, named Lore. He was=20 banished from the Omicron Theta colony before Doctor Soong created=20 me." Data got up from the bed and crossed the room to=20 Tasha. "Although the records are not clear, I possess certain memory=20 fragments which suggest that it was at the urging of Doctor Soong's=20 wife, Julianna, that he attempt a girl next." Data stopped talking, and her head canted slightly to one side. Her=20 eyes flickered back and forth ever so slightly, though she was not=20 actually looking at anything. It was just a manifestation of her=20 positronic brain mulling over the peculiarities of human inter- relationships. "Is it always so?" asked Data. "Do fathers always want sons, and=20 mothers, daughters?" "Not always, but it's common enough, I suppose." "Common enough for what?" "It's common, Data. That's all I meant. Besides, it's just one side=20 of the coin, really. For every father's son or mother's daughter, you=20 also have a daddy's little girl or a mama's boy." "Did you know -- if your parents wanted a boy or a girl?" "Well, they got two girls, and they seemed happy enough with us,"=20 replied Tasha, with just a touch of self-deprecation. "In the end,=20 parents love their children no matter what." "And you loved them?" "Of course." "Do you think my parents loved me? After all, as an android, I could=20 not return their affection." Tasha smiled and put her hands on Data's shoulders. She let them=20 glide down Data's sides, across her narrow waist, coming to rest on=20 her hips. "I know they did." Tasha leaned forward to kiss Data gently=20 on her lips. "And I share the sentiment." (End) ***** Challenge: Stephen's "The Other Sex" challenge. ***** ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ASCEM messages are copied to a mailing list. Most recent messages can be found at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ASCEML. NewMessage: