: A Dish Served Hot

Colby Smith was drunk. The second day at Red Rock had been illuminating. She had been led about by a tall Black man named George who was the head of the science team. The Red Rock personnel were eager to show off their station and their mining sites, and Smith wished they’d brought Sheldon with them.

Dinner number two had progressed much like dinner one had, and as they finished dissert, the berry wine, raspberry this time, was clouding her mind. George and the rest of the science crew had been very friendly, and their servings of food and drink were plentiful. Smith watched as Tara Dayton made the rounds, socializing with each table in turn before stopping at hers.

“Hey hun, how was today,” she asked, sitting in an unoccupied seat by Smith.

“Really good, I have a ton of information for you actually,” Smith responded. “I wish we brought Pam with us, she’d be um, useful.”

“Yeah I was thinking that too actually,” Dayton admitted. “Actually, come with me let’s talk somewhere else.”

The two women walked out of the dining hall to one of the narrow corridors leading out of the room and stopped. Dayton looked concerned, or otherwise distracted, Smith thought as they walked together. When they arrived at a small alcove Dayton stopped and turned to Smith.

“So, tell me about the mining operations,” she told Smith.

“Yeah so, they have a ton, like a ton, or mining drones looking for sites,” Smith explained. “They have at least eight sites with ore returns they say.”

“Woah, eight,” said Dayton, shocked.

“Yeah, eight,” Smith repeated, then took a swig of the wine she brought with her.

“Christ, they’re way more ahead of us than we expected,” Dayton said, looking around the tunnel for other people. “Any idea of how established their mines are?” Smith shook her head.

“They haven’t told me anything about that, yet.”

“OK… shit,” Dayton cursed softly, “that’s… what it is. We need to accelerate the new habitat program; we need human resources.

“That makes sense,” Smith responded. “Hey Tara, um, can I ask you something,” she added slowly, her wine giving courage.

“’Course Colby what’s up,” Dayton responded, concern in her face.

“OK well, um, why am I here? Like, it’s cool I’m glad to be here but why didn’t you send Pam? It’s a mining operation so like…” Smith wondered, giving voice to her ongoing confusion.

“Ah, well, actually, you were my first choice,” Dayton responded, looking apprehensive.

“Why,” Smith, asked. Dayton sighed heavily before responding.

“I actually, well, I need to talk to you about something, so I guess now’s as good a time as any,” she said, anxiety in her face.

“What’s up Tara,” Smith asked, worried.

“So… we had a really good time, you me and uh, Sam, on the rover right,” Dayton began, and paused until Smith nodded. “I have to tell you that Sam and I since then have uh, we hooked up since then. Together.”

Smith felt an icy ball of anger and sadness in her belly as Dayton said the words that Smith had expected for so long, yet hadn’t actually heard from her. She looked into Dayton’s eyes. She looked sad, and reticent.

“OK…” Smith said slowly, trying to control her voice while Dayton took a big gulp of her wine.

“And I wanted you to come with us because, well, as an apology. You’re right, there’s no reason to have two science team members here, and Pam would have been a better choice,” Dayton explained softly while the party noises from the next room continued apace. “I wanted to tell you myself that it happened, and that I regret it.”

“You wanted to take me to Red Rock as an apology for fucking my man,” Smith, anger building, exclaimed.

“I didn’t mean for it to happen,” Dayton said, “at first, it was… like a continuation of our fun on the rover, but then it wasn’t, and I let myself lose control. I’m sorry, truly.”

Smith looked over the pretty, if slightly older woman in front of her with a mix of anger and pity. Mad as she was that Dayton and Hayden had been hooking up, it was a relief to actually know, given that she held her suspicions for so long.

“Why now? Why are you telling me this now,” Smith asked after considering it for some time.

“It felt dishonest not to really. Maybe the wine has me feeling sentimental or something. Honestly, I don’t know Colby, I’m just sorry that it happened,” she said softly.

“It’s… what it is, Tara,” Smith said after a little while longer. “Can I be honest with you?”

“Of course,” Dayton responded.

“I was uh, kinda thinking about hooking up with you while we were on this trip,” Smith admitted. Dayton smiled.

“That’s… not what I expected you to say,” she said, smiling yet clearly looking surprised.

“I’ve suspected for a while to be honest,” Smith explained, “and well um, **** is a dish best served… hot.” Dayton moved toward Smith to kiss her, but Smith backed away. “Not yet.”

“What can I do for you,” Dayton asked her in the sweetest tone she could muster. Smith had an answer ready for this. She knew who on the crew was single by the flirting, and she saw her chance.

“I’m going to go to my room,” she explained flatly, “and I want you to get George for me.” Smith made to walk off but paused, and turned, handing Dayton her cup, “and more wine.”

Back in her room, Smith put down her cup and stripped naked. The room, like her own back at Green Mars, was cold and she covered herself in blankets on the bed while she waited patiently. She gently played with her pussy while she waited, building herself up for what she hoped was the first of many orgasms. Then a sharp rap on the door broke her concentration. There was a peephole, and she saw that Dayton and George were both standing there.

“Come in,” she said simply, enjoying the shocked expression of George seeing her naked. “Both of you.”

No sooner had the door closed behind them, did she drop to her knees in front of George without saying a word more, and started unzipping his pants. With one hand, Smith made a gesture for Dayton to sit on the office chair, which she did. When Smith opened George’s fly, she reached into his pants and pulled out what she quickly realized, was an enormous cock.

“Oh my,” she said softly, then took him in her mouth as deep as she could go, gagging right before she took all of him. The hot cock was already salty with pre-cum as she bobbed and slurped on him while he groaned triumphantly. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Dayton had her hand in her jumpsuit and was playing with herself watching them.

George, groaning softly from the pleasure, started pulling off his shirt, and revealed a ripped body. Perfect, Smith thought while bobbing on his cock, he’s the perfect ****. A salty wave of pre-cum in her mouth told her he was getting very excited, and she decided to shake it up. She stood and got onto the bed, presenting George her ass.

“Fuck me,” she moaned, staring right at the masturbating Dayton as she did. She kept her eyes fixed on the woman that was fucking Sam while she felt George guiding his cock toward her eager pussy. She looking at Dayton as he slid in and a moan escaped her mouth.

“Fuckfuck,” Smith gasped while George gabbed her hips and started thrusting fast into her. The room filled with the sound of her moans, Dayton’s, and the rhythmic slap-slap-slap of George fucking her. She orgasmed at the same time as Dayton, her gaze never leaving her until she closed her eyes and wailed in ecstasy.

George was grunting, and his cock got even bigger inside Smith, and she felt him paint her insides with his hot load, groaning and hammering her violently, like a man possessed. No sooner did he slide his throbbing cock out of her that she realized it wasn’t enough.

“You can go,” she told him coldly. George took the less-than-subtle hint, dressed, and soon departed. Smith reclined a bit on the bed, cum dripping out of her pussy, and looked at Dayton. When the door clicked shut, she said, “get me two more.” Dayton nodded, fixed her jumpsuit, and left as instructed.

Smith lay on the bed alone, George’s cum leaking out of her, with the satisfied afterglow mixing with the desire for more. Her body demanded more, and in her mind, she knew **** needed more than just one well hung man. Some time later, probably fifteen minutes, she heard a tap on the door, and she thought these fellas must be damn horny if it only took that long.

Smith invited them in like she had with George, naked. She dropped to her knees in front of the first man, who she recognized as Dave from the farm, while the other man she didn’t recognize started to undress.

“Strip,” Smith said to Dayton, and looking at the second man, said “you too.” They started to do so, and Smith started working on Dave’s pants. His cock was smaller than George’s, and he had an unkempt mane of brown public hair, but she didn’t care. She sucked eagerly and was instantly rewarded with Dave’s groans.

“Oh fuck this is,” began Dave.

“Shut the fuck up,” Smith said sharply, removing his cock from her mouth to speak. She had no interest in what any of the other two men she’d fuck tonight had to say either. He obeyed, and Smith went back to sucking him while his friend finished undressing. She glanced over to see Dayton, now totally naked too, and playing with her pussy. Smith beckoned the now naked man over to her and switched to sucking his medium sized dick.

“You’re not for her,” she said, her voice muffled by the thrusting cock in it, while pointing at Dave. Dayton knew what the score was and contented herself with masturbating. She beckoned Dave over and switched back, alternating between the cocks. Realizing neither man was going to last too long, she made up her mind to fuck them. Both.

Smith stood and got on her hands and knees on the bed, ready for the men who needed no invitation. Dave took the back while the other man shoved his cock back into her mouth. She moaned loudly around him Dave slid inside her, clearly not noticing or caring about the other man’s load that was still inside her.

Each of Dave’s thrusts, which were hard, pushed the cock in Smith’s mouth deeper, and each reciprocal thrust into her mouth pushed her hard onto Dave. She’d never been fucked by two men before, and the sensation was gorgeous. It was like nothing she’d experienced, and she started to cry out around the cock invading her mouth as her second orgasm rippled through her body. In the corner, Dayton had two fingers inside herself and was moaning loudly.

The men still ramming into her, Smith made a gesture for them to switch, and they did as they were instructed. She gasped as the cock in her was pulled out and moaned loudly when the other man’s cock was thrust violently into her sloppy pussy. Her cum, mixing with George’s, dripped down her thighs.

The thrusts got even more aggressive. Smith felt like she was being used like the slut she was, and she loved it. The cock in her throat tasted like George’s cum and her own and she started to orgasm for the third time, gasping with Dave’s cock thrusting deep into her mouth. She gagged and had to withdraw for a moment.

“Put it in my ass,” she gasped, looking back at the other man, then opening her mouth once again for Dave’s cock, which was instantly thrust inside. She felt the other man pull out and rub his cockhead on her tightest hole, feeling him massaging the cum and her juices into her. Then she felt the tip push into her and gasped through Dave’s cock. She tried to relax herself, and she released a low, muffled moan when he thrust it into her.

Smith wanted to play with herself to add to the sensation but couldn’t as she was holding herself up. Dave started to groan a little, and she felt him start to throb. He started to spirt ropes of cum into her throat and onto her tongue, making her almost gag on the salty load. The man in her ass didn’t let up, she assumed his friend cumming pushed him over the edge because while she sucked the cum out of Dave’s cock, she felt his friend pump his seed deep into her asshole. Dave pulled out and unloaded the last few ropes of semen all over Smith’s face. She hadn’t expected it, and even more cum ran from between her lips when he did so. The man in her ass groaned, and his orgasm complete, slowly slid himself out of her. She collapsed onto the bed.

“Leave,” she told the men, who, their balls empty, obliged. Smith lay for a moment on the bed. Her face was coated in cum, both from the facial and the cum that leaked from her lips, as was her entire ass and pussy. She looked at Dayton.

“Clean me up whore,” Smith said, rolling over onto her back and opening her legs. Dayton started by kissing Smith deeply, their tongues danced around each other, then she backed away a little and started to lick the accumulated semen off of Smith’s face. “Now my cunt and asshole.”

Dayton moved lower and started to lick out Smith’s cum soaked pussy. The orgasm she wished she had while being anally fucked was building, and it didn’t long for Dayton’s expert pussy eating to bring Smith to an enormous orgasm. She was still in the aftershocks of orgasm number four when Dayton thrust her tongue into Smith’s cummy asshole.

“Mmmm that’s a good whore,” Smith moaned. She cried out with pleasure feeling Dayton switch between pussy and ass, giving each attention until just before orgasm, then switching. The teasing could only last so long, however, and soon Smith was orgasming wildly and grinding her hips into Dayton’s face.

When Dayton sat back up, it was her that looked like she’d taken a facial, not Smith. Three men’s cum coated her lips, chin, and cheeks. It dripped down her chin and she licked it up before leaning over Smith to kiss her.

“Mmmmm,” Smith moaned, “apology accepted Tara.”