Jon couldn�t get her out of his mind as he turned on the treadmill and listened to the pounding of his feet. The sound brought forth images of harsh, swift sex - primarily that of him pounding his cock into Hoshi�s tight, slick cunt.

Jon shook his head and turned his attention to Trip and Malcolm, who were pedaling on the bikes. Malcolm pedaled hard and fast on his bike, eyes closed, as if demons were chasing him. Trip, on the other hand, was watching Travis, as the young helmsman spotted Hoshi while she lifted weights.

For some odd reason Travis began to groan and pant. Jon couldn't tell what the commotion was all about since Travis had his back to him, so he glanced at the mirrored wall, and what he saw blew any sort of reason out of the water. Hoshi lay on the bench, hair tossed to one side as Travis stood at the head, where he was spotting for her. Any weight-lifting activity had stopped long ago. Hoshi was on her elbows, nipping and licking at the bulge of Travis' shorts.

Glancing at Trip and Malcolm, Jon stopped the treadmill and walked over to Hoshi and Travis. Trip had obviously seen Hoshi�s actions and was pedaling faster with his jaw clenched. The mood was surreal--this had to be a dream.

Jon walked up to the bench and knelt beside Hoshi, running one of his hands over her stomach and breasts. His other hand reached into his shorts to grab his throbbing cock.

�Captain,� Hoshi purred and relaxed onto her back.

Travis let out a groan of frustration. His cock was ramrod stiff and needed attention. He leaned forward and started to massage Hoshi�s tits through her black exercise top. Travis was surprised when she pulled away and got up.

Hoshi moved towards Jon and rubbed herself against him. Her hand replaced his as she encircled his cock and he groaned at the warm sensation. She glanced at Travis then back at Jon and said, �On the count of three, why don�t we all get rid of our clothes and��

Hoshi didn�t have time to finish what she was saying, nor did she have the time to take her own clothing off. Travis and Jon had quickly removed their clothing and now they were stripping her of hers.

The bench was narrow and short. Hoshi was still partially standing near the head of it while Travis stood to the side. In one swift movement, she lay down, taking Travis' cock into her hand, and plunged it into her mouth, sucking him. Travis held on to her hair and bucked his hips into her face. �Ah god, yes�� Travis moaned as he threw his head back and lost himself to the sensation Hoshi�s mouth provided him.

Hoshi began rubbing her clit and folds as she continued to suck on Travis.

Jon wasted no time and knelt on the floor, grabbing Hoshi's waist and pulling her pussy to his mouth. His tongue dove in, moving up and down her slit. She was soaking wet, and he drank every drop he could muster from her. He added his fingers and started to thrust deeply into her cunt.

Hoshi responded by purring, sucking and licking Travis while he shouted, �Fuck yeah! Hoshi! Suck it!

She moaned as her orgasm overcame her. Her whole body shivered as the captain continued licking her clit, his full attention focused on it while he ran his tongue up and down her slit. Hoshi found he was full of surprises as he would run his tongue up and down her ass crack. She craved for more sensation, and now she realized how she would get more.

She let Travis slip out of her mouth and sat up, getting onto her hands and knees, spreading her legs and exposing her heat invitingly for the captain. Travis repositioned himself at the head of the bench and rubbed his cock against Hoshi's face. She swallowed him whole and constricted her pussy around the Captain as he shoved into her from behind. Jon's hands grasped Hoshi's ass cheeks and she released Travis' cock long enough to instruct Jon.

Captain Archer didn't miss a thrust as he reached around her hips and rubbed her pussy, collecting some lubricant for the penetration she asked for. Once he was sufficiently lubricated, he pushed one of his thumbs into the tight ring of her ass, centimeter by centimeter, at the same time pumping his cock into her.

The feel of double penetration was a first for Hoshi. The slight burn of his thumb was what she needed as she came again. On her second orgasm, Travis came with her, shooting his hot salty spray deep into her throat, his cum dripping out of her mouth. At that point, she had lost control of every part of her body. Hoshi continued to ride the captain, wanting another orgasm. She lost herself in the sound of his balls and open palm slapping against her ass, the feel of his thick shaft pumping in and out of her at a furious pace, and the feel of his thumb wiggling inside her ass. She doubted she would ever stop convulsing.

The captain increased his tempo and added another finger, further stretching Hoshi's ass--she needed to be lubed and stretched. He looked at Malcolm and Trip who were stroking their cocks as they watched the display, even Travis nursed another burgeoning hard on.

Jon slammed into her, moaning his release. He quickly removed his cock and stepped aside. Travis stepped aside too, as Trip and Malcolm demanded attention.

They had been patiently watching as the object of their desire was gangbanged by their captain and helmsman.

Hoshi sat up at that moment motioning for the Engineer and the Armory officer to get in front of her. She cupped both of their sacks at the same time and alternated between kissing and licking their rigid erections.

"Hey, Malcolm. I bet you'll come before I do," Trip said, bantering with the man standing next to him.

"You're on, Commander," Malcolm answered, grimacing at the same time as Trip.

Hoshi had pinched their balls and stopped sucking their cocks."Gentlemen, this is all about me. There are no bets, just fucking and sucking. Got it?"

"Yes, M'am!" Trip exclaimed, sighing when she released him from her mouth.

"Yes, M'am!" Malcolm groaned as Hoshi released his cock and suckled it, again.

The popping and licking noises, plus the visual of Hoshi going down on her superior officers, had Travis ready to go, but he realized he would have to wait his turn. So, he sat there, stroking himself and fondling his large sacks.

Hoshi stood up and kneeled over the bench. "Now, Trip, I want you in front of me. Grab that other bench over there. Malcolm, fuck me from behind. While you�re at it, don't forget my clit." She ordered her two superior officers around like it was an everyday occurrence.

Hoshi lay her torso across the width of the workout bench, her knees touching the floor. Trip did as he was instructed and pulled the other bench in front on her. She motioned for him to sit.

Hoshi expected Malcolm to stick his erection into her and bang her brains out, instead, she felt his fingers in her pussy, moving Jon's cum and hers around. Then he took some of that juice and rubbed her neglected clit with it.

She hummed with pleasure and passed that pleasure onto Trip as she swirled the tip of her tongue around the head of his dick while her hand stroked him up and down.

Trip threw his head back, groaning. "Oh, yeah! That's it baby. Suck me good."

Hoshi pulled her mouth away from Trip's cock as she gasped Malcolm's name when he finally shoved his meat into her. After Malcolm found the right rhythm, Hoshi continued sucking Trip's cock, encasing it to the hilt with her mouth.

Malcolm remained silent as he plunged into her. Occasionally, he would slap her ass, causing her to shiver with anticipation. She could feel his moist fingers gliding over her ass, stopping to rub her hole. In response to Malcolm�s hands and fingers, she wiggled her ass invitingly.

She could feel one of Malcolm�s finger�s wiggling into her. She moaned with anticipation, for she knew she would be begging one of the guys to fuck her in the ass soon.

Trip watched the scene in awe--Malcolm fucking Hoshi's pussy and her dark head bobbing up and down his shaft. She knew how to work her tongue.

Without missing a beat she thrust back, enjoying the feel of Malcolm�s cock in her pussy and his finger in her ass. �More Malcolm,� she begged. Hoshi was burning alive, she wanted everything all at once. She looked over to Travis, who was actively stroking his cock, and motioned for him to join them.

Hoshi disengaged from Malcolm and she heard him make a disappointed noise.

She pushed Trip back, making him lie down, and grabbed his cock, shoving her cunt onto it. "I want to feel your cum drip down my legs," she ordered and started to kiss him, thrusting her tongue into his mouth.

Hoshi then moved her mouth to Malcolm's cock so she could lick and suck on it. He pressed his cock against her face and she engulfed it with glee. It glistened with mixed cum and she loved the taste.

Travis positioned himself behind her and pushed his fingers into her ass. Hoshi responded to the invasion by leaning forward. By the time she was stretched enough for his cock, she was on one of her ongoing orgasms, writhing on top of Trip. The feel of his girth pushing into her ass burned with exquisite sensation. Trip in her cunt, Travis in her ass, and Malcolm in her mouth--she was in ecstasy.

She was so wrapped up in the sensation of Travis and Trip�s counter rhythm; she nursed Malcolm�s cock like it was a glorified pacifier.

�Oh man! Hoshi, God, it�s so damn tight,� groaned Travis as he thrust himself to the hilt and exploded. The pulse of cum shooting into her ass threw her over the edge into another earth-shattering climax.

She groaned loudly, incoherently, muttering obscenities about how she loved the feel of cum in her ass.

Trip thrust furiously as he grabbed Hoshi�s hips. She was still riding to achieve another orgasm, and the walls of her cunt were squeezing around him. Trip came, shooting the cum she had asked for, hoping it would be enough to drip down her legs.

Feeling Travis withdraw from her ass, she felt empty and numb, so she reached back and smacked herself on the ass, just to feel.

"Here. Let me," Jon said as he smacked her swiftly and positioned his cock at her used ass crack. She was still on top of Trip while he tweaked and played with her nipples. She hummed as she sucked Malcolm and keened as she felt her captain stretch her ass with his girth.

Malcolm threw his head back and groaned. Of all the �bangers� he was the most quiet. Hoshi concentrated on swallowing his cum and lapping up the rest on his cock. She expected him to pull away when his cock would become too sensitive, instead, he joined Trip in rolling and pinching her tits.

She could feel Trip starting to stir inside her while Captain Archer pounded into her stretched ass hole, alternately slapping her cheeks softly.

"Travis was right. This is so tight," hissed Captain Archer as he thrust the entire length of his cock into her ass. His eyes rolled back in sheer pleasure. He then noticed that Travis was asleep on one of the workout benches across the room.

Watching Hoshi's back move as it rode Trip's cock, while at the same time, accomodating his cock, pushed Jon toward his release. He could feel his sacks harden indicating that he was soon ready to shoot the second wad of gooey cum into Hoshi's ass.

Hoshi lay pressed against Trip's chest while he pumped in and out of her cunt, counter to the captain. She moved her mouth to his and plundered him.

Her orgasm milked the orgasm out of the two men who possessed her--her anal walls squeezing cum from the captain and her vaginal walls urging more cum from Trip.

Bone tired, Captain Archer pulled out of Hoshi and collapsed onto the nearest workout bench.

Trip dozed off underneath Hoshi, a satisfied grin plastered on his face.

Malcolm, who had been silent the entire time, sat on the floor with a raging hard on, and he could tell Hoshi was tired.

Hoshi could feel the exhaustion sweeping through her, but Malcolm�s hand stroking his own cock just wouldn�t do. She crawled off of Trip and over to Malcolm and eased her cunt over his shaft. Her breasts pressed against his chest and he sat up to kiss her.

Malcolm ravished her with kisses, teasing his way into her mouth.

Hoshi moaned.

Without withdrawing, Malcolm moved her to the floor. She was exhausted and unable to even rock back and forth on his cock, which vibrated for release. He grabbed the nearby towel and folded it, placing it underneath her head. Grabbing her ankles, he placed them on his shoulders and pushed as deep as could go into Hoshi�s tightness He was slow and deliberate with his thrusts.

Hoshi mewed, �Mmmm, that�s so deep and�� She gasped in time with his thrusts. With each inward thrust, his cock stroked the pleasurable spot deep inside her. Hoshi came violently when he kept his achingly slow pace, and then added his fingers into the mix on her clit.

Malcolm wasn�t finished with her yet. He wanted her shivering in his arms more than once. He put one of her legs down around his waist and increased his tempo only slightly. The angle of penetration changed, his fingers continuing to stroke her clit. Hoshi threw her exhausted head back and whimpered as the pleasure overwhelmed her.

After that orgasm, Hoshi pleaded with him to cum. He rolled her other leg down from his shoulder and pulled out of her for the briefest of seconds. He pushed her to her side as she whimpered incoherently about wanting more but she was exhausted. Malcolm spooned her and lifted her top leg to expose the over abundance of moisture there. He pushed his cock into her dripping wet pussy and pounded into her for his release.

Malcolm came, triggering Hoshi to meet her final release. They made no sound as their primitive nature took over. Hoshi threw her head back in ecstasy and let the pleasure of the darkness overtake her. Malcolm shuddered and continued thrusting. The spasms �he couldn�t control them as he came deeply inside her. He collapsed inside her, the last one to succumb to the darkness.

FIN

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