They emerged from the shuttle the next morning, each going to their jobs automatically, nothing being said about the events of the night before. They have work to do. It was an assignment to complete until they were rescued. Ivan had no doubt that eventually they would be rescued. He just hoped it was soon. Taylor was a little thing and his own sex drive, strong at the best of times, seemed to have taken a surprising leap. And Mike wasn’t in much better shape. He was terribly afraid she wasn’t strong enough to take their hungry needs, and he’d be damned if he would see her hurt.
Nothing could ease the memory of watching his friend piercing Taylor’s tight little butt. Seeing his erection drawing back, sinking inside her had nearly had Ivan coming from that sight alone. Seeing Taylor lost in the haze of sensations that the act caused had been even better.
He had known when he first met her that she would fulfil every sexual fantasy in his life. He would own her. He would prove that ownership today. He had allowed Mike to take her first because he knew Taylor had no emotional involvement in the other man. It was sexual, pure and simple. The strange infection of biological needs and natural lusts were filling them all. Because of it, Ivan refused to make that first move, refused to take the choice out of her hands. Her acceptance the night before had his instincts screaming now.
When they had awoken, Ivan handed her a clean T-shirt and panties, throwing her shirt and pants out of reach. She had stared at him, her brown eyes surprised, her soft hair falling around her face in a halo of silk. Mike had watched the byplay with curious eyes.
Taylor had taken a deep breath, moved to the bathroom to wash up and dress and returned wearing only the skimpy shirt and panties. She’d moved out of the shuttle then and headed to work. Ivan had then turned to Mike.
The other man had looked tense, prepared for Ivan’s anger.
“We’re stuck here,” Ivan finally sighed. “We agreed what would happen if it came to this. I won’t let my emotions interfere. But if she says no, it means no, by God. You hear me?” he questioned the other man, his voice harsh.
“Will you ask her to say no?” Mike asked then.
Ivan could only shake his head. He wouldn’t ask her to say no, wouldn’t demand it. Hell, he didn’t even want her to. Strangely enough, the thought of sharing her was more erotic than it was painful. He had seen her eyes; saw her fear and her love for him the night before. But he had known all along that Taylor was different. The biological urges caused by this planet are damned. His Taylor was a sweet little submissive ready and eager to give him anything that turned him on. And she had known had seen his arousal the day before, when he caught Mike spearing her tight ass with his fingers.
Mike nodded with a sharp, abrupt movement. “Time-share,” he muttered. “Son of a bitch, more like a wet dream come to life.”
And that was exactly what Taylor was, a wet dream come to life. When the heat built and midday came fully upon them, they looked up from the receiver they were working on to see Taylor standing before them.
“I’ve been bad,” she whispered in a soft little voice that had Ivan’s cock jerking beneath his pants.
“You have?” He rose to his feet then, aware of Mike’s slowly building excitement. “What did you do?”
He could see the excitement sparkling in her eyes as she moved her hand behind her back and showed him the glass pestle. It was streaked from her cream, the juice lying thick and steamy along the knob.
Ivan narrowed his eyes on her. “Very bad,” he growled, his hands going to his pants to release the snaps. “You know what happens to bad little girls, don’t you, Taylor?”
Her eyes were drowsy, her cheeks flushed with arousal.
“Their daddies spank them,” she said, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
“Son of a bitch,” Mike whispered in growing arousal behind him.
“Clean the pestle, Taylor.” He kept his voice hard. “With your mouth, suck it clean.”
Frantic blistering heat filled her eyes. Her mouth opened as she took the thick device into her mouth. The knob disappeared past her lips as she began to lick and suck her cream from the pestle. Ivan shed his pants quickly, his cock hanging thick and hard from between his thighs as she showed him the now cream-free pestle.
“You are a very bad girl,” he whispered. “Come over here and suck my dick, bad girl, then I’m going to punish you.”
She went gracefully to her knees, her mouth opening in hunger as he sank one hand into her hair and with the other guided his throbbing erection to her lips. She enclosed it instantly, sucking it into her mouth as her tongue began to caress it with fiery licks.
“Ivan,” Mike groaned behind him with muttered excitement.
Ivan growled. This was his. The other man could have his turn later, after Ivan’s seed filled every orifice where her body could take a cock.
She was sucking him with deep, hot strokes, her fingers cupping his balls, caressing them gently as she moaned around his flesh. Ivan could feel his scrotum tightening, drawing up at the base of his cock as he fought to hold back his release.
He thrust slowly in and out of her mouth, enjoying the heat and moist suckling, determined to make it last. Damn, she was good. Her mouth was pure delight. His hands held her still as she took him nearly to her throat, moaning around the hard, throbbing flesh as she sucked him with hungry abandon.
“I’m going to come,” he warned her as he gritted his teeth against the pleasure. “Remember, little girl, good girls swallow.”
She groaned, her need only raising now, her lips drawing on him, moving over him in a greedy motion as he began to fuck her mouth harder. He would fill her mouth and then see about taking that hot, tight little ass.
His hands tightened in her hair, a groan ripping past his throat as his cock jerked then exploded, filling her mouth with his semen. Hot, hard jets filled her mouth as she fought desperately to swallow every drop he was spilling down her throat. And he was still hard.
“Ivan” Mike’s voice was more insistent now, hungrier.
“Wait your fucking turn!” Ivan snapped as he drew his flesh back from her lips, staring down at her wild eyes.
“You swallowed it all,” he muttered, his voice rasping, thick. “But you were still a bad girl, fucking yourself like that. Daddy has to spank you now.”
“Don’t spank me, daddy,” she whispered as he drew her to her feet. “I’ll do better next time.”
“Too late,” he growled, pulling her into the shuttle. “That pestle went up your pretty pussy when I told you no. Now you have to pay.”
He had never spanked a woman in his life. He had dreamed of it. Craved it, but had never done it. He sat down on the large mattress in the sleeping area, jerked her over his lap and ripped her panties from her plump ass.
Mike had followed, naked now, his cock jutting out, jerking each time Ivan’s hand landed on the pert cheeks.
Taylor was bucking against him, crying out at each pounding slap as her taut little ass turned pink and her pussy grinding against his leg as he paddled her. He felt her skin heat, heard her cries rising and still he struck her. He was fascinated, growing so damned horny from the sight of her blushing cheeks that his cock throbbed like an open wound.
He smoothed his hand over her burning butt then, his fingers tucking between her thighs.
“Hand me the lube, Mike,” he ordered the other man.
The tube was there instantly.
He opened her blushing cheeks, ignoring her little pleas, her vows to be ‘a good girl’ from now on. He laid a line of the gel down her cleft, set the tube aside and began to work it up her little hole.
“My cock is bigger than Mike’s, little girl,” he warned her. Desperate to fuck her tight ass, he opened her up. “It’s going to hurt, baby. Hurt so bad you’re going to scream and beg me for more.”
He was getting a very deep suspicion that the little botanist liked the pain.
“I’ll be good.” She was panting and then crying out, as two fingers sank up the little pink entrance. The muscles gripped his fingers, tugging and sucking at them as he pulled back. He screwed them inside her again, grimacing as he felt her juices dripping on his thigh.
Finally, he had three fingers worked inside her, scissoring them as he thrust them hard and deep inside the little portal. She was crying out in desperation now and Ivan was ready to explode.
He flipped her on the bed, moving behind her quickly, holding her in place as he parted her cheeks. Mike had moved to her head, his hand lifting her face, his cock nudging at her lips. She enclosed it instantly.
Ivan couldn’t stand it any longer. He pressed the head of his erection against the reddened opening and pushed in slowly. When the crest cleared the tight ring of muscles there, he ignored her frantic moans and worked his cock deep inside the fist-tight grip of her ass, watching her take every inch.
Mike was almost buried to his balls in her mouth, his expression one of rapture as she tried to scream around his fucking cock.
“See what happens to bad little girls who fuck themselves?” Ivan pulled back slowly, paused and then sent his cock tunnelling hard and deep up the hot little hole.
Her back arched, a muffled scream echoing around Mike’s cock as Ivan held her hips tight and fucked her with greedy abandon. She had the hottest little hole he had ever sunk a cock into. He increased his thrusts, determined to imprint each stroke on her body before filling her so full of his semen that her flesh never acknowledged another’s. Even Mike’s. Especially Mike’s.
She was nursing on the other man’s cock now, sucking it deep in her mouth as Ivan began leading her through new plateaus of pleasure and pain. She was shrieking around the other man’s erection, bucking into every thrust Ivan threw into her rectum until she began to tighten with her building orgasm.
He felt it crash over her. Felt her muscles tighten around his cock, heard her strangled cry as Mike jerked, obviously spilling his seed down her greedy throat as Ivan groaned and gave her his as well. He thrust in to the hilt, fire racing over his body, licking over his erection and releasing his semen up the tight, shuddering depths of her anus.
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