Spider Bight

Chapter Four

They stayed at the party, waiting until the costume awards were handed out, but only because they could tell it would break Ford’s heart to miss it if they won. Emi had seen Rob and his guys leading Donna out over an hour before. Sophie bid Emi good night a few minutes before the costume awards began. From the glimpse Emi got of Jules Green’s still-tented shorts, it was obvious Sophie wouldn’t be getting to sleep anytime soon.

As the host, Admiral Bennington of the DSMC, ran through the categories, the mostly drunken partygoers cheered each winner. Emi felt Ford’s nervous tension thrumming through him, certain he’d cinched them the award.

“And for most obscure costumes, the award goes to the crew of the Tamora Bight.”

Emi winced as Ford let out a howl of success before bolting through the crowd toward the stage.

Aaron laughed as he took Emi by the hand. “It’s the simple things that make him happy,” he teased.

Caph, who’d already had a few beers, began to laugh before stopping and scrunching his forehead up in consternation. “Hey, you calling me simple, Cap?”

“No, big guy,” Aaron said. “I’m calling motormouth simple.” He tipped his head toward Ford, who’d made it to the stage. “He is the scarecrow, after all.”

All the way back to the hangar, Ford wore a beaming grin. He triumphantly carried the trophy.

“He’s going to be insufferable now, isn’t he?” Emi quietly asked Aaron.

“What do you think, Em?”

She smiled. “Lucky for him he’s got such a cute ass.”

Caph snorted. “And a talented mouth.”

Ford glanced back. “Are you guys talking about me?”

As one, the three of them said, “No.”

Aaron sighed.

Once they made it back to their cabin, Emi plopped down on their bed with a groan. She wasn’t used to wearing anything other than comfy sneakers for working around the ship. “These boots fall into the ‘seemed like a great idea at the time’ category.” She lifted her left leg and wiggled her foot at Caph. “Pleeeease?”

He’d already unzipped and dropped his lion costume, revealing he wore nothing but briefs under it. The outline of his hard cock stood in stark relief against the white fabric. “Sure, babe.” He helped her out of her platform boots, then sat in front of her and started rubbing her feet. “How’s that?” As with his tongue, he was very skilled with his fingers, his thumbs perfectly hitting every sore spot on her feet and soothing them.

“Ooooh, yes! Please, don’t stop!”

“If she’s moaning like that now,” Ford joked, “just imagine what she’ll be doing when we’re rubbing other parts of her body.” He found the perfect spot on one of the dressers to display the trophy and stood back, admiring it.

Aaron had stepped into the head to clean off the silver makeup from his face. “You starting without us?” he playfully hollered.

“No, Cap,” Emi said as she winked at Caph. “He’s just warming me up.” He helped her pull off her stockings. Then he lowered her to the bed to trail kisses down her throat and to her cleavage.

He popped the first button loose. “This is a beautiful costume, but it’s too much work.”

“Too much work?”

“Mmm-hmm.” He nuzzled the valley between her breasts. “I mean, come on. Seriously? I like being able to just pull your shirt up and off.”

She plunged her fingers into his shaggy blond hair. He blew warm breath across her skin, kissing around her bra but not bothering to unfasten any more buttons or free her breasts for further attention.

Ford removed his costume and joined them in bed. “I, for one, love it,” he said. He leaned in to kiss her, his tongue flicking against her lips. “I think you’re the hottest nurse in the universe. You’re not a bad doctor, either.” He playfully grinned. Then he reached over and snapped the elastic band of Caph’s briefs. “What’re these still doing on you?”

“I’m busy. Feel free to help me out.”

“Gladly.” Ford leaned over, hooked his fingers in the waistband of Caph’s briefs, and pulled them down and off him. He nipped Caph’s ass. “There. The view is much better.” He looked at Emi. “Now we need to get you naked.”

“I think the captain wants to help,” she said.

“Cap!” Ford bellowed. “Get yer ass out here. We have a naughty nurse to strip search.”

“This stupid makeup doesn’t want to come off. Hold your horses. And that’s an order.”

Ford frowned. “That’s not fair.” His stiff cock twitched. Emi felt his playful horniness. He wanted to get down to business.

“Yeah, it sort of is. He is the captain.”

“Well, still doesn’t mean it’s fair.”

“Don’t pout. You’ll get wrinkles.”

Caph ignored their banter, opting instead to feather his lips across the swell of her breasts, showering her flesh with kisses that served to make her heart flutter in anticipation and stoked the heat simmering between her legs. Her upper thighs already felt damp from the men’s attention during the party.

“Is Ford griping?” Aaron called from the head.

“Yep.”

“Remind him the costumes were his idea.”

Emi laughed as Ford scrunched up his features and made a face at the doorway. He pushed her legs apart and dove between her thighs. Grabbing the G-string in his teeth, he started working it down her legs. His blue eyes seemed lit from within by humor and arousal.

“Hurry, Aar. He’s getting bitey.”

“Bitey?” He stuck his head out the doorway in time to see Ford sit up with the G-string hanging from his mouth.

Aaron burst out laughing. “Down, boy.”

Ford spit out the G-string. “Sure thing, Cap.” He dove between Emi’s legs again, quickly turning her squeal of laughter into a passionate moan as he shouldered apart her thighs and flicked her clit with his tongue.

Caph lifted his head long enough to say, “He’s starting without you, Aar,” before he moved up to Emi’s throat and started covering her flesh with sensuous kisses.

“I’m coming.”

Emi thought it wouldn’t be long before she’d start coming, too, at that rate. She moved one hand from Caph’s head to Ford’s, the texture different from the larger man. Ford must have thought she would try to push him away, because he grabbed her thighs and held on, pressing his tongue as deeply inside her as he could get it.

Emi arched her back at the delicious sensations assaulting her. She looked up to see Aaron standing over her, naked, his cock quickly growing hard as he watched their scene unfold.

Their eyes met, his passionate gaze boring deep inside her. As if reading her mind, he spread his legs and lowered himself over her head.

She opened wide, swiping at his balls with her tongue as he dangled them over her face.

She felt him reach down and cup the back of her head. “You want those, baby?” he asked, his voice hoarse with desire.

“Uh-huh!”

He obliged her, positioning himself so she could take them, one at a time, into her mouth. She gently rolled his balls against her tongue, every moan Ford drew out of her vibrating up through his sac into his body.

“That’s it, baby,” Aaron urged her. “You know what to do.”

She felt Caph reach into her bra and free her left breast from the cup. When the wet heat of his lips closed over her, it made her moan again. His tongue flicked across her nipple, the tight peak aching with each pull of his mouth.

Aaron or Caph, she wasn’t sure which, freed her other breast and his fingers plucked at her nipple.

Ford’s lips wrapped around her clit. The building sexual tension in her body snapped, sending her first orgasm bouncing around inside her, making her moan even more loudly into Aaron’s balls.

“There she goes,” Aaron gently teased. He shifted position, replacing his balls with his rigid cock. As she swallowed him, she swirled the salty pre-cum from the slit over her tongue. She wanted to make him come, to taste him filling her mouth, but after a couple of minutes he pulled out, leaving her moaning in disappointment.

“Don’t worry. We’re just going to change position.”

Emi didn’t open her eyes when she felt Aaron move away. Then came the unmistakable feel of Caph’s arms grabbing her. He pulled her over and on top of him, unerringly sinking his cock into her pussy. His hands bunched her costume up around her waist but none of them made any move to rid her of it.

She cracked open one eye to see Caph’s playful green gaze staring up at her. She braced her hands against his broad chest and let him bounce her up and down on his cock. Then Aaron placed a palm in the middle of her back and pushed her down onto Caph’s chest. She closed her eyes again and laid her head against him, listening to his heart pounding in her ear through his flesh.

When she felt the lube, she knew at least part of Aaron’s plan. She sighed with contentment, even while wiggling her hips against Caph. Her swollen clit begged for more than the teasing it got from the position she was in. Then Aaron’s fingers breached her tight rim and she couldn’t hold still.

“More, please.”

“Hold on, Em. I’m getting there.” He took his time, no doubt enjoying the way she begged and pleaded for him to just fuck her already as he worked his fingers and lube into her ass. She wanted to be filled, to feel both their cocks rocking back and forth inside her.

Caph’s hands clamped down on her hips, stilling her movements and earning him a frustrated whine.

Then Aaron pressed the thick knob of his cock against her rim and she fell still. “Yesss!” she hissed.

He slowly fed every inch inside her, making her wait for it, refusing to be rushed. The unpleasant sensation of being stretched open by both of their cocks quickly transformed into pleasure as she adjusted to them. Her body responded, her own juices freely flowing, filling her cunt and drenching Caph’s cock and balls.

Once she felt Aaron seated deeply inside her, she tried rocking against the men but Caph wouldn’t let go. “Hold on, baby,” he murmured.

She didn’t understand the holdup until Aaron leaned forward, pressing his weight against her, pinning her to Caph. Then she heard the snick of the lube bottle again and realized what was going on.

Aaron nipped the back of her neck, sending shivers racing through her. “Hold on while Ford climbs onto the ride.”

She tried to suppress her giggle against Caph’s shoulder. She didn’t want to spoil the mood.

Behind her, Aaron moaned. Then his teeth clamped down on her shoulder. She gasped, more heat boiling inside her. She felt his body rock against her as he shifted his hips back and forth against Ford.

“There we go,” Ford said. “And a one, and a two, and a…” Ford and Aaron began moving together. Emi moaned at the exquisite sensation of Aaron’s cock plowing her ass. Aaron rose up a little, taking some of his weight off Emi and allowing Caph to start moving, too. One of the men, she wasn’t sure if it was Ford or Aaron, reached around and started playing with her breasts and nipples again.

But it was Aaron’s teeth nipping her flesh that tripped her the second time, sending her spiraling into a beautiful orgasm with her pussy and ass squeezing both cocks inside her against her G-spot. That merged into yet another series of pleasurable explosions when one of their hands found her clit and began rubbing.

She opened her mind and heart, awash in the boiling pleasure and love all three men felt for her and each other. She rode each wave as it came, her body no longer under her own will. The men used her and each other, and her cunt and clit joyfully responded to them. They fucked her and each other, harder, faster, churning her insides as each orgasm blended into the next for her. Aaron became the pivot point, setting a hard and fast pace that drove Emi against Caph with each stroke.

Caph came first, finishing with several hard upward thrusts of his hips that drove his cock deep inside her body before he went limp beneath her. Aaron and Ford weren’t done, however, and Emi held on as the two of them fucked, slamming their hips together, Ford’s body driving Aaron’s cock harder into her ass. With the last of her own climaxes still rippling through her body, she reached out and braced herself against the mattress. Caph’s fingers dug into her hips, allowing Aaron to get even more traction while his body slapped first against hers, then collided into Ford’s.

She felt Aaron growing even harder and knew he was close, but it was Ford who let out a loud cry first. Aaron’s strokes grew faster still until he caught up and buried his cock inside her ass one last time.

Aaron collapsed on top of her, panting, his body covered with a fine sheen of sweat. She felt Ford reach out to prop himself up with his arms and keep his additional weight off them.

For a moment, the only sound in the room was their heavy breathing and Emi’s pulse banging in her ear.

Until a long, whistling fart shattered the silence.

“Sorry,” Caph mumbled, already halfway asleep.

Aaron and Ford dove off the pile, allowing a laughing Emi to untangle herself from Caph.

“I warned you not to eat those burritos before the party,” Ford chastised.

Emi stayed where she landed, still laughing and too tired to move. Aaron grabbed her arms and pulled her to her feet. “Come on, Em. Let’s go grab a shower.”

Ford and Aaron quickly helped her out of her outfit and enjoyed soaping her body down in a rare full water shower. By the time they returned to bed a few minutes later, Caph was fully asleep, lips parted, a small trail of drool working its way down his cheek and onto his pillow.

Emi, Ford, and Aaron had settled themselves in bed when Caph let loose again.

“Can’t you give him something for that?” Ford mumbled.

“Yeah, but it means getting up and getting it from sick bay, then waking him up to take it, and that’s energy I don’t have.” She yawned. “You should have thought about that when you guys let him have burritos.”

“There was no let,” Ford said. “You know how the big guy gets when he’s hungry.”

Aaron snuggled her close. “Enough. We’ve slept through worse. Go to sleep. Captain’s orders.”

Emi was drifting off to sleep when she heard another toot from Caph break the silence.

“Gawd,” Ford said. “Change places with me.” He’d ended up next to Caph.

“No,” Aaron said. “Suck it up.”

With some final grumbling, Ford gave up arguing.