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Scooby Gang Time	By : Deadman Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 22046 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy or Angel nor the characters from it I do not make any money from the writing of this story

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Author's Note: This is the end of the story and I wanted to go back to the beginning. So here it is. Curious to know what people think.

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I can’t believe I got lost. Way to show how smart you are on your first field trip with a bunch of brainiacs. You get lost on a navy boat and lose the rest of the class too. I’m such a moron. I should be listening to a lecture right now about the ramifications of the war in Iraq on our naval officers and such, but instead I’m wandering around completely lost in a place that’s probably twice the size that Sunnydale was. Or might as well be. Everything looks the same everywhere I go. There don’t seem to be any signs or markings to tell me I’m going the right way.

Not that I know what the right way is anyway. I’m not even sure where I’m supposed to be going to get out of this mess. I must be in some part of the ship that isn’t used in the middle of the day or something, because there haven’t been that many officers or crew or whatever coming this way. And the ones that do are always really busy and just breeze right by me in some kind of hurry. You’d think they’d notice a young girl wandering around the ship aimlessly and stop to ask what’s going on, but apparently not. They must think I’m some kind of new recruit or something and can’t be bothered.

I almost wish I was a recruit, because then I might actually know where I’m going. New recruits must get a map or something to carry with them so they can get around when they need to. Otherwise I don’t know how I’d do it. I really should’ve stayed with the rest of the class. It’s just I got fascinated by one of the components in the engine room and I guess I didn’t notice when everyone left to go to some other part of the ship. This will teach me to pay more attention to what I’m doing. If I ever get out of this that is. With the way things are going, I’m not sure I will.

I wipe away the sweat on my forehead with the back of my hand and continue down the long corridor of the ship. I’ll probably pass out from dehydration before I find anyone who’ll actually help me. My clothes are drenched in my sweat already and it’s really uncomfortable. This part of the ship is really hot. Probably thanks to the engine. That thing was huge and the whole room way scorching hot. The guys in the class with glasses couldn’t see because they were getting all fogged up from all the steam.

That just makes me all the more pathetic. There were guys in the class who literally couldn’t see two feet in front of them, and I’m the one that gets lost. Not because I couldn’t see, but because I wasn’t paying attention. How pathetic is that? If I were Xander, I’d probably yell out to anyone who might be here ‘Behold the pathetic-ness that is me!’ or something. That’s just something that he’d say. Of course, even he’s not stupid enough to get lost on a navy battleship and not find a way out. So I guess I’m even lower on the smartness level than he is.

I’m so gonna get an earful from Buffy when she hears about this. She still manages to worry about me, even though I’m in college now and I’m allowed to make my own decisions. She still worries. She said it was probably a bad idea to go on this trip because I might get lost. I kept telling her that there was nothing to worry about and everything will go fine. I told her I wasn’t stupid enough to get lost on a navy ship, and even if I did I’d find a way off with no problem. I guess I was wrong on that one.

Here I am, alone, lost, and sweating like a pig on a navy battleship. Buffy’s never gonna let me live this down. Every time I go anywhere, there’ll be jokes like ‘be sure and stay away from the docks, I don’t want you getting lost on one of the ships’. Plus there’ll be jokes from Xander and Willow and Kennedy too. I may have to move to England with Giles just to get away from them all for a while. At least until the joke train leaves the station.

I catch a glimpse of someone coming this way and I stop to prepare myself to get in their way. If they aren’t gonna stop for me, I’ll just have to get in their way and knock them down or something. As they get closer and closer I notice they’re rushing.

“Hey!”

They don’t stop.

“Hey, wait, stop...”

Whoever they are gets closer but they don’t look like they’re going to stop. They get a couple feet away and I stand right in their way.

“HEY!”

The guy stops right before he would’ve knocked me down. He’s a big guy, at least half a foot taller than I am, very well built. He’s really handsome too. I don’t think this guy has too much trouble getting dates when he has a day off.

“Thank you... I need your help.”

He turns 90 degrees and points.

“Just go straight down the hall and take the third left, then the first right and the crew quarters are right there. What the heck are you doing in your civilian clothes anyway? Shouldn’t you be in uniform?”

I knew most of them thought I was part of the crew.

“No, see, I’m not actually part of the crew. I was here on a field trip with my college class and I got lost. I don’t know where I am and I need help to get out of here.”

He looks me over suspiciously.

“The class that was here left 30 minutes ago. We’re about to shove off. How the heck did you get lost on a battleship?”

I shake my head at him.

“I don’t know... I just am. Can you help me?”

Again he gives me the once over with a predatory look on his face. I’m not sure I like the way he’s looking at me.

“Well, I could take you to the captain, but he’s a pretty big hard ass. He’d probably report you as a stowaway and have you arrested.”

I’d really rather not be arrested.

“Isn’t there some other way?”

“Hmm, I might be able to get you off the ship before we leave, but I’d have to disregard my duties for that and I’d probably get penalized for that. Not sure I wanna do that.”

His eyes rake themselves over my body once more.

“Not without some kind of incentive that is.”

Incentive?

“What kind of... incentive?”

He reaches out and isn't very shy about grabbing my left tit firmly, groping me in a way that it's hard to deny what he means. I bring my eyes to his and he doesn't even look at me while he keeps groping me.

“Oh...”

Eventually he does finally look at me to continue our conversation.

“You willing?”

Hmm, I don't know that I have much in the way of options here. He's the first guy to actually stop and help me out. I probably want to do whatever I have to in order to avoid military prison. Maybe I should just go for it.

“I am.”

I look around at the narrow hallway we're in though.

“But... here? In the hallway?”

He gives my tit a firm squeeze and I twitch slightly but also can't help but be a little turned on by him treating me this way.

“We could always go back to my bunk.”

I do my best to frown at that.

“Not if all I'm giving you is a blowjob.”

I gotta at least try and keep some of my dignity.

That has him frowning because of what I said.

“Fine, but you're showing me those tits of yours when you do.”

The firm tone in his voice tells me this is a deal breaker for him.

“Deal.”

When I say that, he takes his hand off my tit and grabs hold of my wrist, pulling me with him.

“Good, then come with me.”

After stumbling a bit at the force of his pull, I catch up and quickly follow along to wherever he's taking me. We go down a few different hallways without really saying anything.

I can't believe I'm actually going to do this. But it also kinda turns me on. He is a navy officer and really built. If we met at a bar, I'd probably be up for spending the night with him. A blowjob is something I guess.

He takes me into a big room with a lot of tables and chairs. It looks a lot like the cafeteria at my school. We stop in the middle of it and he turns to face me again. I look around at the place we are.

“Why are we here?”

“Because it was either this place or my bunk, and you wouldn't come back to my bunk with me.”

Makes sense.

“You want me to do it in a cafeteria?”

“Yup.”

I guess it's as good as any.

“Now, you're going to want to get started on my blowjob. Lunch shift starts pretty soon and we're going to have a lot of guys in here wondering what's going on.”

Again I look around seeing the multiple exits.

Probably doing it because of Buffy's training.

“Okay.”

I start to drop to one knee but he grabs me to stop me. Which makes me look up at him from my slightly crouched position.

“Tits?”

His simple question has me looking down at my still covered upper body.

“Oh, right...”

With that I bring myself back up to fully standing, looking around at the ground which doesn't necessarily look all that clean.

I should probably keep it on at least a little. Don't want my shirt getting dirty, although he would probably like that. Still, gotta stay presentable for when I get out of here.

Reaching down to the hem of my shirt, I take a firm hold of it and pull the shirt up. Instead of taking it completely off though I lift the bottom over my head but let it drop behind my head so it's at the back of my neck. This leaves me basically topless while still essentially having my shirt on. When I look at him, he doesn't seem to mind, his focus on my newly revealed tits. Just to give him a little more, I bring my hands down and cup my tits with both of them, giving them a bit of a jiggle.

“You like?”

“I knew they'd be good.”

“Good enough for me to get to work?”

“Eager to get a cock in your mouth are you?”

“Not really, just looking to get off this ship, and if getting you off is the only way to do that, I'd like to get it done.”

The navy officer who is enjoying looking at my tits doesn't stop at just looking, reaching out and fully groping my now exposed tits. He's got a grin on his face and I can't help but enjoy the feeling of it all a bit.

I wouldn't think being manhandled like this would turn me on. Usually the guys who I let touch me this way are more gentle. But I kinda like the way he's just doing whatever he wants.

“Good enough.”

“All right then.”

He lets go of my tits and that gives me the go ahead to bend my knees and eventually get down onto them in front of the navy officer. Once I'm down there, I look up at him from my new position and see that his smile is even bigger than it was.

“Take it out.”

Not bothering to ask any questions about what he means because I don't need it explained, I reach up to the buckle on his belt and unhook it as quickly as I can. When that's done, I pop the button on his dress pants and unzip his zipper. Then I take hold of the waist of his pants and his underwear so I can pull them both down at once. As I do, I lean forward slightly to get them down as far as they will go and his cock springs forward and hits me in the face. It makes me lean back slightly to avoid any more smacks to the face. Both of us let it swing for a minute as I get his pants all the way down before I finally get a good look at his rather impressive cock.

“You like?”

Having my words mirrored back to me has me looking up at him for a second, smiling as best I can because I know guys like that.

“It's nice.”

“Biggest you've ever seen right?”

I might as well stroke his ego before I stroke him in other ways. Although it is definitely one of the biggest.

“Definitely.”

Just to give him a bit more of what he wants, I bring my right hand up and wrap my fingers around his cock. It makes him grunt as I start to stroke his cock ever so lightly to tease him.

“Is this what you want?”

He lets out a more angry grunt from the way I'm stroking him.

“Actually, what I want is your mouth on it.”

Again to play with him and keep getting him hard, I shift on the floor so instead of my head being next to his cock, I am basically staring right at it if I wasn't looking up at him instead.

“Yeah? Is that what you want?”

My hand moves a little more firmly over his cock to push his buttons.

“Mmm, yes.”

I turn my focus to looking at his cock instead, licking my lips as I tease him more.

“You want me to wrap my lips around your big cock and suck it?”

His hand is on the top of my head as he responds to my playful question.

“Do it.”

I know that if I push him any further, he's just going to force his cock into my throat.

To keep that from happening, I lean forward and open my lips to wrap them around his cock. When I do, I look up at him and let out a soft moan into his cock from the feeling. It makes him growl while staring back at me. His fingers dig slightly into my skull but not enough to bother me so I keep feeding more of his cock into my mouth. Getting about three quarters of the way down the navy officer's cock, I start to pull back but his grip on my head gets more firm, stopping me. I look up at him with about half his cock inside.

“You're not done yet.”

With a cock in my mouth, I try to ask what he means but just end up mumbling. Especially when he explains what he means by pushing my head down on his cock, making me go deeper on him. I relax my throat as best I can while taking him inside. He gets me to the point of hitting the back of my throat and it has me coughing around him for a few moments. At least until he relaxes his hold on my head and lets me pull back enough to breath.

“I wanna feel your throat in every stroke.”

That makes me look at him for a second.

I should probably just do what he asks. I don't want to end up in military jail if he thinks I did a bad job or something.

“Yes sir.”

He smiles at that and watches me as I go back to the blowjob that will get me out of jail, wrapping my lips around his cock. I quickly swallow as much of his cock that I can fit without it getting serious before pulling back. I slowly bob my head up and down on the cock of the guy I just met. He seems to enjoy it enough that he groans at what I'm doing. I tilt my head to the left and right the way I've figured out guys like while going down on them. Apparently he's just like all the others as it has him tensing up. I add to what I'm doing by using my tongue to slide over his cock while giving him head.

Then I pull back entirely but stick out my tongue and lick the side of his cock right up to his head. I go down the other side too and finish by swirling my tongue over the head of his cock but quickly put my lips around him, going down again. He grips the back of my head and takes some control over what I'm doing, pushing me further than I have been this whole time. I feel his cock hitting the back of my throat even more while I suck him off.

“Oh yeah, that's it stowaway, take that cock.”

The control he has over my head increases as he starts to really fuck my face harder. That is until he drives his cock straight down my throat and holds me there. Despite the situation, I do my best to look up at him.

“Wait for it. Make sure you swallow it all.”

I try to do what he wants but the way I'm choking has his cock twitching, letting me know he's about to shoot his load means there's no chance of me doing that. Just as breathing starts to become an issue, he explodes in my throat and I do my best to swallow what I can. With my throat mostly blocked though, I can't help but cough up some of it, getting cum on my chin and in front of me. He eventually lets me go and I cough more fully without a problem. He steps back so I can lean forward and drop to my hands and knees, letting me get back to breathing normally.

I might as well ask.

“So will you help me get off this ship?”

Suddenly, I hear a blaring siren and I look up to find out what's going on.

“Looks like we didn't quite make it.”

Before I can ask what he means by that, people start pouring into the mess hall and from every direction so there's nowhere for me to run off to. Instead all I can do is sit there on my knees as people notice me.

“Damn, what do we have here?”

I look up at whoever the guy is.

He seems important. The other soldiers seem to be waiting for the guy I just sucked off to do or say anything. Maybe the guy in charge?

“We have a stowaway sir.”

If the guy I sucked off is calling him sir, then he's definitely in charge. This could be bad for me depending on how it works out.

“Do we crewman?”

“Yes sir.”

“And you felt that the thing to do was to exploit the girl?”

The guy I sucked off seems less proud of himself as he responds.

“Yes sir.”

At that point, whoever is in charge looks me over while I sit there topless on my knees, not sure exactly what to do here.

“I can see why.”

What?

“She's pretty hot.”

“Yes sir.”

Then I notice that a few more of the navy guys are starting to crowd around me.

“How is she crewman?”

The guy who I just sucked off responds.

“She gives good head but I wouldn't mind a piece of the rest of her.”

The rest of me?

“Wait, I...”

“Shut up little stowaway. You will speak when spoken to.”

I don't follow up with anything.

Can't afford to piss this guy off. If the guy I sucked off reports to this guy, he probably controls what happens to me. If I want off this ship, he's the guy who can make it happen.

“You think she'd be willing?”

They're talking about me like I'm not even here. But... at the same time it's kinda hot.

“She was willing to suck me off for my help after 60 seconds of meeting me. Just so she can leave the ship.”

Whoever the guy in charge is gives the guy I sucked off a somewhat angry look.

What the heck is going on?

“But you know that you don't have the authority to do that.”

He doesn't? Damn...

“Yes sir, but...”

“But you thought you'd take advantage of her anyway.”

I look at the guy I just sucked off with an angry look myself, getting mostly a smile back from him.

He got what he wanted but knew I was doomed anyway.

My focus shifts to the guy who's actually in charge.

“Please sir.”

The guy in charge looks at me finally and when he doesn't stop me, I continue.

“I... I just want to get off this ship. I'll... I'll do whatever have to for a chance off this ship. Can you do that for me?”

He smiles at me.

“I can... but see the problem I have is that I'm responsible for all the men here. How would it look if I let my crewman here have all the fun and leave the others to just wonder.”

“What can we do?”

“More like, what can YOU do little stowaway. See, you're going to have to offer my crew something at least as good as what you offered this guy.”

I look around at the group of... I don't even know how many guys in the cafeteria right now.

“You want me to... with all of them?”

“At least that...”

Can I really? With all of them? I mean, I guess I already did this once with the football team. But these guys look a lot bigger and there are more of them I think. It feels like a lot. But then again, I don't have much choice this time. I need to get off this ship.

“Okay.”

“Okay? One thing you're going to have to learn little stowaway is that when responding, you call me sir.”

“Yes sir.”

“Good, then let's get started.”

Started?

“We're going to have to restrain you.”

“Restrain me?”

He looks over the to guy I sucked off and nods, making the guy head off in one direction for a while. Then he comes back to focusing on me.

“You're a stow away. Procedure says we have to make things secure before proceeding.”

“Okay.”

He glares at me.

“Yes sir.”

That changes his face to a smile.

“But first we have to inspect you in case of contraband. So I want you to stand up.”

I look around for a moment before doing what he wants, lifting myself up to my feet and wiping the cum off my chin as I do.

“Good, boys? Inspection time.”

Almost without warning, the guys around me close in quickly and I don't have time to do anything. Hands grab at me from every direction and I don't know what to do other than throw my head back and gasp. But even that just gives them more to do as fingers stick themselves in my mouth while other hands touch my face and neck. A few of the hands grab at my ass and at the belt of my jeans. What they're planning is obvious and I can't do anything about it. My belt comes undone and it isn't long before my pants are pulled down along with my panties. They grab my legs and make me step out of my pants. Which leaves me completely naked except for my shoes and socks.

That leaves me at the mercy of the guys who are playing with me from every direction. It gives me flashbacks to the way the football team treated me. This is so much more rough and a lot more fun, but I can't help but want this to move into more than just touching me. I want them inside of me in whatever hole they want to use. A smack to my ass makes it jiggle and pushes my buttons even more.

At least with the football team, they left me some kind of control or choice. These guys are just using me however they want.

“Okay, let's not get too ahead of ourselves crewmen. Back off.”

They do what he asks and it leaves me squirming in frustration at how little I'm being touched now.

“All right little stowaway. Time to pay for your freedom.”

He unzips his fly and takes out his cock to leave no doubt about what he means. Especially as he steps closer to me.

“You want me to...”

“Don't be shy little stowaway. You sucked off my officer, you can suck me off too.”

I guess it's pretty obvious what he wants.

I slowly get down on my knees. Now in basically exactly the same place that I was a minute ago, only the guy I'm in front of and the amount of clothing I have on has changed. I look up from my suddenly familiar position and start bringing my hands up to stroke him but he stops me.

“Not yet.”

His words have me giving him a curious look for what he's after. Seconds later, the guy I've already sucked off comes back with what looks like a pretty thick rope in his hands.

Hmm, that looks... really strong.

“I told you, a stowaway like you needs to be restrained.”

He tilts his head to the guy with rope in his hands, shifting it towards me. The guy I sucked off takes the silent instruction by his commanding officer and walks in behind me. I just keep my focus on the commanding officer. At least until he gives me an order.

“Hands behind your back stowaway.”

Taking a moment to make sure he means it, I follow his order and bring my hands behind me. Within seconds, I feel rope being wrapped around my right wrist and then my left one. A few more sounds of rope sliding against each other and then a couple around my wrists again before it's pulled tight and my wrists are brought together. They dig into my skin a little but only enough for me to twitch slightly and wince. My focus on that is shifted when I feel a hand on my head. It makes me look up at the commanding officer.

“Stowaways like you need to earn the right to use their hands, understood?”

I nod my head as best I can.

“Yes sir.”

With that, he encourages me to look up a little more. It makes me notice that he's holding his cock in my face. His order doesn't have to be verbal to let me know what he wants. I open my mouth and he quickly slides himself inside. I wrap my lips around him as best I can with my hands tied and him in control of my head. He goes right back until I feel it at the back of my throat. Unlike his crewman though, he doesn't leave it there long and pulls back. He starts to slide his cock back and forth in my mouth and I do my best to keep up with what he wants.

I use my tongue to swipe at his cock when it's in my mouth. The commanding officer plays with my mouth in whatever way he wants. He turns my head to the left slightly and uses that to poke my left cheek, it stretches my cheek a bit. Then he pulls back before turning my head to the right and doing the same. All I can really do is take it. Only then does he pull back again and starts going straight into my mouth. I can't help but pull on the ropes around my wrists as he gives my mouth a mostly slow, nice fucking. Getting it this way means that I can sorta breath and recover from what his crewman did to me, even if I did enjoy it for what it was.

“Not bad, but I think it's time for you to give my men some attention.”

The commanding officer pulls out his cock from my mouth and I'm about to ask what he means when I get the answer. Someone to my right grabs my head seconds after the commanding officer lets me go and my head is turned to face a new cock. Being restrained like I am means I can't do much more than look up at him for a second before opening up my lips and allowing him to do what I think is his commanding officer did. He slides right in and I try and keep up.

Unlike with his commanding officer though, I don't have to pay as much attention to the guy on the right. Mainly because after a while of giving him head, someone on my left grabs hold of my head and I'm turned towards another cock on that side. Once again I'm basically at the mercy of the navy guy as he slides between my lips and takes what he wants from my mouth. Not that I would necessarily resist if I could. What he's doing is making me so hot that if I could use my arms to do anything, I would be using my hands to fuck my own face. Still, he's treating me real good with the way he's giving it to me.

After getting it from him for a bit, he passes me back to the guy on my right who doesn't waste any time making me suck him off. This time when he's done with me, instead of passing me to the left, a new guy in front of me has replaced the commanding officer and takes control of my mouth for his own turn. He enjoys my mouth enough that he passes me off to a guy on my left. They get what they want and then pass me to a new guy on my right. I'm passed back and forth between left, right and in front of me, every so often I'm sucking off another of the crew in at least one direction. Sometimes more than one direction. Enough that I can't be sure exactly how many guys I've sucked off so far.

I lost count after maybe 15 and that was a while ago. This is so much hotter than the first time. I'm amazed I can even think at this point.

“All right, I think it's time we move things along.”

Move things along?

The commanding officer adds to what he said by turning to the crewman I sucked off first.

“You said you wanted a piece of the rest of her right? Do you want a piece of her pussy?”

Ooh, I have to say something.

I pull my mouth off the cock in it despite how little control I have, resisting the new hand on my head trying to get me to switch.

“Oh, yes please sir.”

That makes the whole room laugh at me.

I can't say I care much with how hot I am right now. Whatever they want from me, I'm willing to give it.

The first guy I sucked off answers his commander.

“Seems like our stowaway slut is willing. I'm looking forward to it. But I wanna make sure that the others don't get short changed.”

He makes his way behind me again and the hold a guy has on my head makes it difficult to turn and see what he's doing. I don't need much time to figure it out though as I feel hands on my tied wrists. The force he puts on them pushes me up and I sorta get the idea but he makes sure it's clear.

“On your feet stowaway.”

The training I got from Buffy gives me enough knowledge of what to do with my hands tied like this so that I can lean forward and get my feet under me. It allows me to use the force the guy behind me is putting to lift myself up to a partly standing position. Of course, the only reason why I'm not fully standing is because no one lets go of my head and I have to bend over to get upright at all. That keeps my head at level with the cocks in front of me while my ass sticks out behind me, completely at their mercy.

“Real nice.”

A smack to my ass has me twitching just a little but I stay in place as best I can. Within moments I feel a pair of hands on my hips to shift my stance, which I do. Seeing where this is going, I open up my legs more to give him easier access to my pussy. There isn't much more I can do than wait for what's next. I don't get the chance though since the guy with control of my head is tired of waiting and he presses his cock to my lips. I don't resist, opening them quickly. He starts fucking my mouth while the next phase of what's turning out to be the best mistake I ever made moves forward. Mainly I feel a cock pressed against my pussy for only a moment before pushing itself inside.

The only thing I can do is moan into the cock I'm currently sucking off at the new but familiar feeling of being spit roasted. I tug a little at the ropes around my wrists at the feeling. Eventually, I pull them up a little so I can rest them on my lower back. Doing this gives the guy currently fucking me something to grab on to, which he does. He uses one hand to hold my wrists and gets a firm grip. It helps him fuck me harder, making me moan even harder into the cock in my mouth.

Even when I get my mouth passed to the left, I just open it while I moan and let him fuck my mouth. Like I was before, I have the choice mostly taken from me as to where I put my focus, each of the guys in front of me turning my head any way they want and swapping out when they've had enough. Now with my pussy as an option, they take full advantage. The first guy to fuck me gets what he wants before pulling back and someone new takes his place. Not that I can see who it is with my mouth so busy.

“Damn, this chick has a nice pussy.”

“Can't wait for a chance to fuck it.”

“Anyone ask her name?”

Mmphl, I could tell them if my mouth wasn't full.

“Does it matter?”

The guy behind me smacks my ass while he fucks me.

“With a pussy this good? Not really.”

I guess I should be flattered. These guys probably get a lot of pussy with uniforms like they wear. I know I've been turned on by a guy in uniform to fuck them more than once.

Whoever is currently pounding my pussy pulls my wrists back further until my shoulders are feeling the strain. I also have to lean forward to keep myself from breaking them. The guy holding my head keeps my head up though so I can still service his cock.

I'm fucked like this for a while in the awkward, somewhat painful yet at the same time totally hot position. At least until the pain starts to really get too much and my knees bend in order to relieve some of the pressure. They don't seem to care very much as they keep fucking me like that, ramping up and down the pain along with the pleasure whenever they feel like it. Only when I really start to let out cries of pain along with the moans of pleasure do they let up.

I'm basically pinned between two guys when they run me through at both ends, burying their cocks in me. They keep me like this as they talk about me like I'm not even there. Something that turns me on even more.

“This chick is seriously down for anything.”

I guess that's technically true. Not like I could argue since I'm here like this.

“How about we give her a breather, figuratively speaking anyway? Put her on the table.”

On the table?

The guy in my mouth pulls out which lets me breath but I don't get enough time to recover before asking what they mean. Instead the guy in my pussy wraps his very well toned arms around my stomach, using that to pull out and then quickly picks me up off the ground completely. All I can really do is let myself be carried where he wants to take me. It ends up being one of the nearby tables that I assume they eat off. He doesn't take me the whole way though, stopping just in front of it.

“Put your feet down on the seat.”

Since I don't have much choice in the matter, I do what I'm told and drop my feet onto the seat. Now on somewhat firm footing, I don't know what I'm going to do. At the same time, he has ideas for me. He encourages me to bend at the knees, which I do. The guy then uses one hand to secure me by putting it between my shoulder blades, as the other takes hold of my wrists. He makes me bring my hands under my ass and turns me around so I can sit on the table and bring my legs through my arms. That way I have my arms in front of me rather than stuck behind my back.

Well, that's a lot better at least. It was getting kinda painful, without the pleasure anyway. But it does make me curious what they have planned next.

I look around as I've noticed pretty much everyone who was surrounding me in the middle of the room are now around the table. The whole idea of what's about to happen just making me even wetter than I already am.

“Lie down.”

Rather than let me do it myself, he sorta pokes me with his hand and has me falling onto my back fairly quickly. The table is just long enough for most of me to be lying on it but my head hangs over one edge and I can feel the other edge digging into my ass just a little. Looking around at my new circumstances, I'm thinking that was intentional as I can see nothing but guys standing just far enough away that all I can do is look. They're standing in a line along the table's seat.

The guy who from my perspective now is above me plants his right leg on the seat and that has me looking straight up at him. My face is staring straight at his cock, making me lick my lips at what's obviously about to happen. I open my mouth when he puts his hand kinda lightly on my neck when he feeds me his cock. All I can do is let him feed me as far as he wants to go. He pulls back as soon as I gag a bit on the cock but quickly starts using my mouth for his own pleasure, but still pushing my buttons at the same time.

While they're doing that though, I feel a hand on my stomach and I just know what's about to happen. I can't help but moan into the cock between my lips as I feel another man's cock pressing against my pussy. He enters me with no resistance and buries himself inside me. It isn't long before I'm being fucked at both ends of my body again. This time is a lot more comfortable because of the table, but what's even better is being fucked like this.

After getting it from both of them for a while, the navy officers don't get greedy and the guy in my throat pulls out. Thankfully, another guy steps up pretty quickly. What surprises me though is that the guy who just fucked my mouth doesn't just step away, he steps up onto the table. Something I can feel when a pair of hands are on my tits, groping them in a way that makes this whole thing even hotter. He doesn't stop there though as I feel him straddle my stomach even as I deep throat another cock. The plans of the guy on my stomach becomes clear though when he puts his cock between my tits and sandwiches his cock in them. He starts to tit fuck me while I'm taking it from both ends of my body.

Each of the guys steps up onto the seat to give themselves an angle to feed me their cock. Almost like I'm part of an assembly line, they fuck my mouth one at a time before moving on and another takes his place. As they get done with that, one of them replaces the guy titty fucking me and keeps up the assault of pleasure on my very willing body.

Whoever the guy fucking my pussy is pulls back to let a new guy take his place. This new guy grabs hold of my legs and lifts them up into the air, making me completely vulnerable to the way his cock enters my pussy. They keep my legs up in the air to give themselves perfect access to my pussy while they fuck me. Like the guys fucking my mouth, the ones in my pussy switch themselves out, treating me like a machine in a fuck factory. Yet every minute of it is pure pleasure to the point I can barely think.

I don't know how many guys fuck me before first the guy tit fucking me stops and no one replaces him. Then the navy officer in my mouth stops and no one else steps up. It gives me a short chance to breath a little, especially when the guy in my pussy slows down and finally pulls out without anyone stepping up.

Oh wow, I actually get a chance to breath. Although with the way they've been treating me, I expect they're about to take things up a notch.

My suspicions are confirmed when a guy's voice speaks up, I think it's the commanding officer but with how insane this has all been, not sure I care.

“Turn over.”

Again I don't get a chance to do it myself though given how well they've fucked me so far, I'm not sure I could if they were waiting. Someone takes hold of my wrists and uses them to pull me from lying on my back to onto my front.

Whatever this is, I can't wait to see where it's going.

Now lying on my front, both my holes are on display for them. One of them climbs up onto the table and positions himself over my ass by putting a hand on it. The other is standing on the seat to give him access to my pussy when I feel them teasing my pussy with their fingers. My legs are stretched out like I'm doing the splits and that allows them to fuck me however they want. Finally, a hand on my head encourages me to look forward. That shows me the cock in front of my face.

The three guys seem to work together on me as the guy in front of me feeds his cock into my mouth just when whoever's near my ass presses himself against my open back door. At the same time, the guy pushes into my pussy. All three of them enter me in a different hole and it's the most incredible feeling I've ever felt.

When the football guys fucked me, they stuck it in me one at a time, letting me get used to the idea. The girls were nice enough to do the same thing for me. But these guys don't really care and it's even better than any of them combined.

Between the three of them, they all go as deep as they can until I'm completely filled. As they've done so many times since they picked me up, they don't waste any time getting to the fucking part. They again work together as a team, fucking me like a piston and giving it to me. I just take it, pushing my buttons over and over again. I start to feel that old familiar feeling of pressure building inside of me, knowing that I won't last very long. Except they don't let me get close enough to it, eventually switching out and three new officers step up to my body. They get to work and again push me so close to cumming but don't let me go over. Over and over they screw with my ability to think by pushing me so close to the edge and then finally pulling back.

I can't even tell how many of them fuck me again and I don't know that I care. I just want them to keep fucking me. Eventually it gets too much for me and they can't keep me from going over the edge, my whole body exploding in the sheer pleasure of it all. Despite how good it all feels, they keep up what they're doing and make me ride out the whole thing until I can feel it coming again, and again, and again. My brain almost shuts down at the incredible way the navy officers fuck me. I almost pass out from how incredible it all is but like with everything, they don't let it happen. They push me through one last orgasm before finally slowing down and pulling out.

“Damn, this girl's quite the piece. Good find crewman.”

“Thank you sir.”

“I think we should finish her off though, shouldn't we sir?”

“Absolutely.”

They're going to kill me? Well, I had a good life. I could probably die happy this way.

“Let's make the girl a real mess in the mess hall.”

A mess in the mess hall?

Someone grabs one of my arms and a leg, turning me over again to my back. Navy officers step up on the seat and a few of them on the table next to me, surrounding me. Even with how out of it I mostly am, I can see that they're stroking their cocks over me.

Oh, that's what they mean.

Realizing what's coming, I lift my still tied arms over my head so they're on either side of my face and my hands are hanging above my head. It gives them all of my body to cum on. They take full advantage of this as I feel cum raining down on me. I close my eyes to avoid getting any of it in them, cum covering pretty much every part of my body. Hot sticky cum stops hitting me and I just enjoy the warm feeling of it.

Wow, I've missed this feeling so much. I need to start doing this more often.

I wipe my eyelids clean of cum so I can open them again. The guys smile at me and I can't help but smile back. They get down off the table and leave me to just enjoy the feeling of what's just happened. Suddenly, I hear a horn ring out so loud it's hard to hear anything else.

That's... is that the ship leaving?

I manage to lift myself up to ask the obvious.

“Wait, the ship left already?”

The commanding officer smiles as he responds with a question of his own.

“Of course, what did you think was going to happen?”

They knew?

“But I have to get off... leave the ship.”

“Don't worry, we'll let you off at the next port.”

The next port?

“Though until then you'll have to earn your keep while here.”

Earn my keep?

“How?”

“There's more crew who could use a little relief.”

Is that how good it's going to be until I leave?

“Okay.”

The commanding officer turns to his officers.

“All right crewman, go get this girl cleaned up for her next chance to earn her keep.”

Mmm, I can't wait.

I lick my fingers clean and they take my hand, helping me stand up so they can guide me where I need to go. As I walk away, I'm not sure if I hear the commanding officer talking to another of the guys who just fucked me so good.

“You didn't tell her that our next port isn't for 6 months?”

“Didn't seem relevant. Besides, I'm sure by then we'll have her properly trained as our new mascot.”

I really need to get cleaned up.
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