To Ganymede and Titan....

It was early in the morning aboard the mining ship Starbug, and very unusually for him, Lister was awake before 8am. The rest of the crew was busy: Rimmer was still sleeping, probably about Yvonne McGruder and their one-time sexual liaison; Cat's watch was currently at Sex, which meant he'd be prowling the vessel with a raging erection; Kryten was most likely cleaning his cleaning utensils; and Kochanski was engaged in the A/R suite, buried deep in Pride and Prejudice world. It was times like these that Lister felt like he was back in the early days on board Red Dwarf, everyone was dead and he'd spent....hours wandering the ship, often naked, pleasuring himself whenever and wherever he liked. In fact, while his mind was wandering now, standing in the cockpit, his hand wandered down to his own cockpit. Even with Kochanski on board it had been a while since he'd felt like masturbating, but he'd fully take the opportunity now. As he felt his glory juice empty from his balls, his only thought was of.....Rimmer. "Now where the hell did that come from?" Lister wondered, as he drained himself. It was then he realised he'd come all over the Cat's pilot seat, "Smeg, better clean this up, don't know how i could explain this one away!"
Meanwhile, Kochanski was indeed in the Artificial Reality suite, but not plugged into any of the machines. The Cat was busy sliding into her from behind, fulfilling his lifelong dream of sex with a woman. "Yes, Yes, Yes! Oh fuck me harder you fucking bastard, make me squeal! C'mon you limp prick, fill me to the brim, i wanna fuck you dry!" Unfortunately, what she didn't realise (and neither had Lindy Lou) was that the feline penis was equipped with sharp and painful hooks, to stimulate ovulation in the female. She began to feel a tearing sensation in her impaled cunt, then fainted when she saw blood mixing with her own juices. Cat paused for a second, noticed Kochanski's body go limp, then carried on pumping until his own powerful orgasm tore a yowl from his throat. He then stalked out of the room, nonchalant as ever.
Kryten was busily engaged in his favourite pasttime ever: cleaning. This was a mechanoid that could orgasm over a custard stain. Little did he know he'd soon have a man once described as a "grease stain" orgasming over him. "Morning Kryten." He jumped at the sudden greeting, turning to see Rimmer silhouetted in the doorway. "M-m-morning sir, you slept well i trust?" "Not nearly well enough. You see Kryten, even being a hologram i still have the same pent-up urges as i did when i was alive, the same drive, same emotion, same desires: and you know what my desires are Kryten: i've always been a great fan of Robophilia." As Rimmer spoke he moved closer to the terrified android, feeling the far too infrequent heat of an erection heating his groin. Kryten's visual receptors registered the sudden temperature increase: he knew what was coming. "Soooo Kryten, as a hard light hologram i can do what i please. On your knees you robotic goit!" Kryten nodded meekly and sank to his knee joints:"Yes master. Would you like me to use my extension slot this time?" "Oh no, i think your extendable mouth will do nicely. Now take it in, all in." Despite expectations, Rimmer actually had a fairly large penis, and even Kryten's adaptability couldn't help him fit it all down his throat. Fortunately Rimmer had never been able to last terribly long, and Kryten soon found hot white coconuts from the fleshy love tree dribbling through his system.
"Wow guys, hell of a performance" Cat exclaimed. "Better than seeing Jim Bexley Speed playing in Roof Attack!" Lister agreed. As if on a signal, the four crewmates moved together, with Cat dragging an bound and gagged Kochanski behind him. She was spread on to the floor, and the Boys from the Dwarf stood around her, those who were able getting themselves hard again. Kochanski couldn't believe what was happening: for all these weeks she'd been dreaming, fantasising about an orgy: think what a lucky girl she'd be with four men working on her. She nearly came from that one thought! But back to the matter, ahem, in hand. Not wanting to risk another injury she was steadily wanking the Cat's enlarged cock, while Kryten busied himself with her dripping pussy. Rimmer inserted his already stiff rod into her arse, forcing an orgasm from her straight away. And Lister? He finally had the chance to unleash his inner homo. He stood over Kochanski's body, and let Rimmer take him in his mouth. The crew continued to pound, fondle and suck away until they came almost simultaneously. The room was a mess of semen, sweat and blood.
Well, they all found out something new about themselves, something...different. I think it's safe to say things can never be quite the same again aboard Starbug. Future chapters? As a certain sapce hero might say: Smoke me a kipper i'll be back for a fuck-fest.