Awakenings

Eighteen moaned as she regained consciousness, she opened her eyes expecting pain but all she felt was a sense of weakness. The wound on her scalp was tender, but the blood was gone from her hair and the grime that had accumulated since leaving Tau Ceti had been scrubbed from her body.

Slowly she sat up, from somewhere in the room she heard what sounded like muffled grunts and a soft squelching sound.

Though the room was dimly lit she could see two figures in the bed across from hers, the larger of the two was lying down on the bed, the other, back arched suggestively and small pert breasts silhouetted by the soft lighting, was straddling the hips of the prone figure and rocking back and forth.

Eighteen lay in stunned silence as her mind pieced together what was happening. Calvo, reached up and cradled the petite Twelves ass. Gently at first but with greater intensity he began to match Twelve's rocking thrust for thrust.

Despite herself, Eighteen felt herself start to moisten. A stream of emotions ranging from anger to fear to betrayal ran through her but they were all overshadowed by her intense arousal.

Slowly she crawled out of bed, eyes never leaving the passionate display. Fear welled up in her body for what she was about to do but pushed it down as she made her way over to the writhing bodies.

Twelve saw Eighteen moving towards her out of the corner of her eye but she was so caught up in her passion that she couldn't have done anything about it had she wanted to. The feeling of Calvo moving in and out of her, filling her dripping sex and then retreating only to fill it again felt even better than it had before.

She felt her closest friend move in behind her, straddling Calvo's legs and slowly, timidly she felt one of her friends familiar hands hesitantly cup her breast even as her mouth moved to caress her neck.

It was too much, with a ragged cry Twelve came hard against Cavlo's cock, explosions of ecstasy wiping everything else from her mind as she collapsed onto his chest.

With a shudder she lifted herself off of Calvo, allowing the rock hard length of shit shaft to slide out of her in a gush of feminine juices. Calvo started to protest but she held a finger to his lips and he subsided.

On shaky legs she dismounted her lover and turned to Eighteen. Pulling the frightened but clearly aroused blond close she kissed her deeply, allowing her tongue to gently part the frightened girls lips.

"It'll be okay," she whispered as she slowly pulled her friends hips forward onto the now motionless Calvo.

Carefully, she guided the tip of Calvo's manhood to the entrance of her friends dripping pussy.

Eighteen's large breasts heaved in a combination of fear and desire as she felt the tip of the large organ gently caress, and then part, her outer labia.

Only in her deepest fantasies had she ever dreamed of allowing a man inside her and now it was actually happening.

With Twelve's gentle urging she lowered her hips, inch by inch, she felt manhood pressing into her, first the tip, and then with a surprising lack of resistance the rest of the long, thick rod followed.

It was unlike anything she'd ever felt before. The warmth of the cock, the feeling of fullness and the lack of control all mixed together to create an perfect storm.

As the lips of her bare pussy came to rest against the root of his cock she felt herself reverting to instincts she never knew she had. Slowly at first, but with greater urgency she began rocking back an forth, allowing the waves of pleasure to wash over her.

Instinctively, she grabbed one of Calvo's large hands and brought it to her breast. It was so much bigger than any lovers she'd ever had, so much stronger. In the past she had always been able to dominate her lovers, but now, even though she was on top, the gentle strength in that one hand told her that he could snap her in half if he wanted.

That feeling of helplessness was what pushed her over the edge. His hand clutched harder with a pressure that straddled the line of pleasure and pain and he began to thrust furiously into her. Even with how incredibly wet her pussy was at the absolute limit of what it could accommodate. Suddenly, a low moan escaped his throat even as her own rocking became more urgent.

As she and her lover started to come she felt Twelves arms cradling her from behind, one hand gently rubbing her clitoris and the other tenderly caressing her other breast.

It was too much for the blond guard. She threw her head back and screamed as a creamy mix of fluids poured down around the rock hard shaft pistoning in and out of her pussy. As the final series of orgasms ripped through the guard's nubile body, her mind started to race. Panicked she struggled off of Calvo, the tip of his softening cock slipped out of her and a torrent of cum and vaginal juice poured out of her.

"I never imagined it would feel like that," Eighteen whispered hoarsely.

"I know lover, just sleep now," Twelve crooned and drew her in close. Within moments the three of them were sleeping soundly in a tangled wet embrace.