His soapy hand washed over the expanse of his Lieutenant’s breasts and he whispered about what was to come later that night. “I enjoyed the other night and your imagination. Your choice was awe inspiring, but I chose somebody different this time. I chose Commander Tucker to help me tonight. I hope you’re up to the task of servicing us both.”
Em gasped as he pinched her nipples cruelly and bit her shoulder. He moved his hand to take the shower massage from its cradle. “You will address me as Captain and Trip as Commander. Is that understood?”
She nodded her head, moaning as he aimed the spray between her legs.
“Now, take this and place the stream on your clit. Masturbate for me, Lieutenant.” Jon commanded as his soapy hand ran over the expanse of her back, forcing her to bend over slightly and arch her back.
Em angled the water against her clit and held it there, focusing on the soapy hands of her captain, and listening to his plans for her later that night.
“First you’re going to suck Commander Tucker dry as he eats your pussy. As he eats you, I’ll be fucking you. I’m not sure if Commander Tucker will enjoy the up close and personal invasion of my cock in his face, but I’ll address that when it happens.” Jon growled into her ear, mumbling further how he hopes Trip will stray his way.
“If Commander Tucker is amicable to that position, you will be responsible for getting both of us off. I expect you to swallow every last drop of come as he rams it down your throat,” Jon insisted, his fingers running soap into her ass crack.
“After you swallow him, I expect for you to pay a special courtesy to his ass. I’m not sure if he cares for penetration, but you will give him a rimming that he will never forget. Afterwards, when he is hard, I expect you to climb onto his cock and fuck him.” Jon continued to fun his fingers up and down her crack.
“That’s when you will get to feel the burn,” he moaned, thrusting a slick finger into her rectum, “of my cock as I fuck you in the ass.”
Em tried to pull away at the unfamiliar pressure. She knew she would give in to him eventually, but his exploration had taken her by surprise. His hand held on to her hip and he thrust his finger deeper, past the ring of resistance.
“It’s quite a sight Em,” he laughed; as she wiggled back welcoming the intrusion. “It’s so tight. I can hardly wait to stick my dick in there.”
With the jet spray on her clit and the excitement over what the Captain was doing to her, she came, shivering and gasping.
Jon kept his finger imbedded in her ass and twisted to around, while his other arm pushed her forward further. He squatted slightly, lining his cock up with her pussy. She screamed when he pushed his entire girth into her, and he starting pumping into her, his finger pumping counter to his cock.
She rocked back, surprise as her ass accommodated another one of his fingers. Between the fingers, the cock and the water, she reached another orgasm in little time.
Her orgasm trigged his and he pumped into her relentlessly, finally filling her with his warmth. He withdrew from her, fingers and all and leaned over her bent form.
“I think you’ll do just fine,” he whispered into her ear, finally withdrawing his fingers.
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He had commanded her not to move, having laid her naked form onto the bed, posing her like she was his own personal doll. The chime sounded, and he looked at his chronometer. “Punctual as ever, Trip,” he smiled to himself.
“Come,” he commanded of the person behind the door.
Em closed her eyes, resisting the urge to cover herself in the event it wasn’t Commander Tucker.
Whatever Trip was going to say, was quickly forgotten as he noticed the naked form of Jon’s girlfriend sprawled out onto the bed for his approval. Jon had invited him over to ‘partake’ of her, saying only that they were looking for a third, having already experienced a threesome with another crewmember.
They were hooked, and Jon had told him of his plans for Em, leaving out the details of the other threesome. Jon hadn’t mentioned the possibility of them possibly engaging in “Greek” like sex, but a guy could hope, couldn’t he?
Jon wasted no time, instructing Em to take the Commander’s clothes off.
Em moved slowly. “Yes, sir.”
Trip stood still, not daring to move as the thought that he would wake entered his head.
Em bent to his feet and nudge one of his feet up, trying to coax his boot off. After removing them, she scraped her nails up his legs, to the zipper that would release him from his uniform.
Trip looked over to Jon nervously, watching as his friend watched him.
“Relax, Trip. The Lieutenant has her orders, just sit back and relax.”
Trip moaned as his uniform was pushed hastily down his body. His Henley and tank top were quickly disposed of and he felt Em’s nails along his chest.
“Lieutenant, give the Commander a blow job,” commanded Jon, as he reached into his pants and fondled himself.
Trip hissed and ran his fingers through the dark silk of her hair, so much like Hoshi’s yet not. The feel of a warm mouth over his burgeoning cock almost made his knees buckle.
Trip stood there, enraptured as the texture of Em's mouth encircled his shaft. Her tongue swirled around the head, flicking quickly back and forth, as her had stroked his length. He had forgotten about Jon until his friend bumped his shoulder, offering the woman on her knees his cock to suck on too.
Jon at his side added to the excitement and Trip leaned his head against Jon's shoulder in a measure of trust and acceptance.
Em forced Jon's cock to the back of her throat, as she stroked Trip's. Both men were moaning and she looked up to see Trip's head resting on Jon's shoulder. She gave a little tug onto both cocks, licking both of them alternately.
Jon tugged on Em's hair motioning for her to stand and she did so willingly. He kissed her, thrusting his tongue in to taste her and what she had tasted. He opened his arm to Trip to include him in the hug and the kiss, and he hissed a surprise as he felt Trip's strong masculine hand clutch his cock. Trip's face nuzzled between Jon and Em's seeking entrance into embrace. He was surprised when Jon turned his face first and kissed him, running his tongue along his lips hesitantly at first to seek permission. Trip opened his mouth under the gentle pressure and thrust his tongue into Jon's mouth with meaning and intent, letting his friend know that he wanted him.
Pulling away from the kiss, both men grinned at one another.
Em watched the interaction, feeling the fire in her stomach grow even more as she watched Jon and Trip kiss.
Soon she felt herself hefted onto the bed and laid flat and near the edge. Trip pressed his cock to her cheek, silently demanding that she finish what she started. Jon knelt between her legs and spread her outer lips open, only to kiss and lick her clitoris and slit.
Trip straddled Em's head thrusting his cock down her throat to her welcome moans. He witnessed his friend lapping at the clitoris and thrusting fingers into the femininity before him. Jon looked up, looking at Em’s head bob back and forth on Trip’s cock, and he smiled at Trip. Jon removed his fingers from the dripping wetness and let Trip take his place. But, before doing, so Jon rose up and kissed him, giving him a taste of the banquet he was about to feast on.
Trip thrust his fingers deep and hard into the tightening hole before him, licking and sucking at the jutting clit. Em still had Trip’s cock in her mouth, suckling it and making intricate patterns over the shaft as she concentrated on the orgasmic tide that rolled through her body.
Jon’s hand lifted Trip’s up and out of Em and Trip looked up, moving his head out of the way as Jon shoved his cock into her pussy. Trip grinned up at his friend, licking Em’s juices off of his fingers.
Trip shoved at Jon’s mass, trying to move him away from Em. Trip licked his lips, anticipating the removal of Jon’s cock, and the opportunity to suck on it.
Jon moved back, accommodating his guest and hissed, when Trip took his erection into his mouth, hollowing his cheeks and sucking on him like there was no tomorrow. “Jesus Christ, Trip!”
Jon was about to lose it, but didn’t want to come so soon as he still had plans for Em. So, he pulled away, breathless and murmuring. “You’re mine next time, Tucker.”
Trip grinned, hissing at the swirl of Em’s tongue and mouth, still bobbing back and forth on his cock. He withdrew himself much to the disappointed mewls of Em. The mewls quickly turned into ahs as he flipped his body parallel to hers, and thrust his throbbing cock into her. He pounded into her relentlessly, watching Jon rub lube on his hands and cock.
Trip rolled onto his back still keeping himself deeply imbedded in Em’s heat. She moaned, and started rocking back and forth on him, not even contemplating the position she was in – the position that Jon had told her about. She leaned forward and thrust her tongue into Trip’s mouth, giving Jon just the opening he had waited for.
Instead of focusing on Em, he knelt between Trip’s legs and Em’s ass. His shoulders were flush with the view and he leaned over wanting to taste his two lovers. With his lubed finger, Jon rubbed it around Trip’s anus, earning a surprised gasp and wiggle of his ass in welcome. So, Jon pushed his finger inside, sliding into the tight walls easily with a groan. He pumped his finger into Trip’s ass, as Em rocked back and forth.
Trip looked past Em and to his grinning friend and nodded, hissing as Jon removed his finger.
Em pulled away as the unfamiliar pressure of a finger probing her ass penetrated the passion-glazed fog she was in. Trip’s hands held her hips still, and she looked at him, as he smiled up at her. He thrust his cock deeper into her, and the movement caused her to shift down, edging Jon’s finger deeper inside her.
She took a deep breath and wiggled further back, inviting more, wanting it all. A cock in her pussy and two fingers stretching her rectum had her moaning in anticipation. Trip remained perfectly still inside her, slipping a hand between them and circling her clit.
Jon was behind her, twisting and turning three fingers inside her now, telling her that payback was a bitch.
She looked at Trip, her eyes glazed over. Trip crushed her body to his, whispering for her to relax as she shivered slightly with excitement.
Jon’s fingers continued pumping into her, stretching and twisting, and she could feel them pushing against Trip’s cock. “More. I want more please.”
Jon withdrew his fingers and pressed the head to her anus, pushing gently and slowly, and moaning as the puckered hole took him bit by bit. It took some time, moaning, panting and having petting before his cock was buried in the petite brunette’s ass.
A keening noise came from the back of Em’s throat and she started to rock in concert as Jon filled her. Both cocks pumped inside her counter to one another, filling her like she had never been filled before. She lay limp on Trip’s chest, letting Jon’s pumping cock move her. Her orgasm gripped her entire being and she succumbed to it willingly. Both men groaned as her inner recesses clenched and released their slick cocks.
The feel of Jon’s cock rubbing against his and the tight dampness of Em threw him over the edge and into oblivion, spurting his semen into the cavern that surrounded him.
Jon continued into pound into Em ruthlessly, panting about how tight it was and how he was going to come. He slapped her ass, enjoying the sound of his balls slapping her ass. With each thrust he continued to slap her ass, finally gaining his releasing and shooting his ejaculate deep into her ass.
He withdrew from Em quickly, collapsing onto the bed next to the still joined lovers. He leaned over briefly and kissed Trip then Em, saying nothing and closing his eyes.
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