The Naked Opportunity

Beckett Mariner liked to fuck. But, she wouldn't fuck just any one. She had too much respect for herself to go slutty, but she did like to fuck. That made the times between boyfriends or lovers or whatever kind of a drag. She would play with toys but ultimately no simulation stimulation was a match for real flesh on flesh action. Which is why she was, ultimately, pleased, in more ways than one, that a 'Naked' virus was brought back to the ship during one of her away missions. The difference between this naked virus and the ones that effected the Enterprise and Enterprise D was that this one had a more literal effect. Sure, there was still the affection of drunkness and few that exhibited anger and happiness and mellowness, but Mariner's horniness had been jacked up to the level that she needed dick or she might have stroked out. No, not stroking herself, but dying of apoplectic desire.

As crew members started shedding their uniforms and began a ship wide orgy, Beckett wanted to find Commander Ranson. His display violent machismo in the fight with the Gilraki brute was making he core melt down. She want to pounce on him and ride his greasy pole until she couldn't stand up. When she reached the bridge, she had to shield her eyes. Her mother, the captain, was already bent over her center chair being fucked from behind by Ransom while gobbling up Shaxs' ball sack. Stumbling backward into the turbo lift, her melting core sending streaks of wetness down her thighs, she began to furiously rub her clit. She could not help herself. She was stroking so hard that pleasure and pain commingled and she could feel the flesh becoming raw as her clit pulsed with a distressed need for release. Leaning into the back corner of the lift, she gave herself over to a deep, bitter, and harsh orgasm. She slid down the wall, pulling her legs tightly together as the shock waves wracked her body. Her hand was still buried between her clamped thighs, rubbing painfully as she rode it out. When the orgasm subsided, Beckett's legs fell open and the touch of cool air felt nice for only a moment. Looking down at her pussy, she was horrified to see the redness and spots where she might have torn the skin.

She had to get to sick bay. If the Doctor was still rational, she may be able to fix the damage. Beckett shook her head the idea of having Doctor T'Ana repair her genitals with a dermal regenerator. It wasn't like the doctor had never seen her naked, but...no. She would steal the dermal regenerator and do it herself. Now, she hoped T'ana was in heat and fucking her junior staff into a furry frenzy. When the doors to sickbay swished open, she was pleased to see that then entire staff was sucking and fucking their way to distraction. Even though infected, Beckett was able to use her dominant will to avoid hopping on the biggest exposed dick she could see. Her pussy was pounding painfully as she turned from the orgy and opened an equipment bay on the opposite die of the room. There it was! She pulled the device from the bay and walked into the doctors small office. Sitting in the chair, she could feel her wetness touch the plasteel. It felt so good, but in a different way.

She leaned back in the chair and spread her legs. Half of her crazed mind wanted to plunge the device inside herself and fuck it to another painful orgasm. But, no. Activating the regenerator, she slowly waved it back and forth over her continually melting core. As the skin was being healed, Beckett felt another orgasm hit. This one as not as uncomfortable as the last, but a glorious wave of emanating from her clitoris outward. Beckett trembled in the chair as the spasms became stronger and her pleasure almost caused her to drop the device that was providing such bliss. When she knew the damage was healed, she dropped it and slid down in the chair until she was on the floor allowing the last tendrils of another orgasm to work itself out.

Pulling herself back into the chair, she rested a moment, watching as Ensign Tendi, legs in the air, a cock in her ass, and a Vulcan crewman she didn't know, leaning over her touching her face as if performing a mind meld. D'Vana! D'Vana's eyes burned with a thrilling intensity. Why did she get to have all the fun. If she couldn't have Ranson or D'Vana she would find Rutherford. She hoped he had a dick big enough to fill her up. Dashing from Sickbay, naked as a jaybird, but restored to health and horny as hell, Beckett headed to Engineering.

When Beckett got there, it was no less a frenzy than anywhere else on the ship. But, to her amazement, this is where things had gone dark. Glowing blue fiber optic cable had been ripped from panels through out the room and had been used to tie some her crewmates to chairs, display panels, and even to the front of the warp core. Some of the luminescent strands had been tied together and were being used to whip and spank male and female crew , regardless of species. She scanned the madness looking for Ruthedford. She finally found him near the core, fucking Lt. Zheng with furious abandon. She was bent over a independent control panel and her wrists had been tied to her feet with cable. Her head was free, but the only other movement were the jots she got as Rutheford pounded into her dripping pussy.

She rushed over to him just in time to hear Zheng, a rail thin woman, with a skinny ass taunt her friend about his enhancements.

"Are you even in, Ensign," she choked out. "It thought you were enhanced? I've felt more full from the vegetables in hydroponics!"

Beckett watched as Rutherford continued to pound into the Chinese Lt. His face had gone from intense to angry. His grip on her hips dug in further. All Beckett could think about was the fact that the cum she had seen since all this started was her own. He own pussy pounded painfully wanting to be filled. She decided she take the cum first then go find another fuck buddy.

"Sam!" she yelled over the din moaning, screaming, and slapping of flesh. "Cum for me! Forget her. I want it. I need it, Sam!"

He turned his head to her and popped his eyes at seeing it was her and that she was naked as well. "What?"

Cupping her hand around his ear she whispered: "You can cum in my mouth, on my face, on my chest, on my hair, even on my ass, which is a sight more ample than this skinny bitch's. All you have to do is pull out of this walking skeleton and let me finish you off."

Rutherford smiled lustily and pulled out of Zheng's pussy and pointed his cock at Beckett. She didn't frown, but her shoulders sank a little. She had been hoping for more. Deepthroating him would be a piece of cake and given the manic pounding he had just given the Lt, she was sure if wouldn't take too long either.

Beckett sank to her knees as she heard Zheng cursing her for stealing her dick. Disregarding the intense string of profanities, Beckett took Sam's cock by the base. It must have been five, maybe six inches. She looked up at him and saw nothing but lust and determination. "Finish it," he said.

She nodded her ascent and turned back to his cock. In one motion, she took the entire meat stick into her mouth. It tickled the back of her mouth, but was not long enough to enter her throat. The smell of his sweaty pubes entered her nostrils an she could feel her juices instantly leaking from her core. She held his cock in her mouth, tonguing it top and bottom. Her lips were clamped at the base and with each act of powerful suction, she pressed her tongue against the underside of his cock. She heard him hiss and felt him buck forward trying to press further into her mouth. Sadly, she already had it all. She rose up off of him and looked up at him again.

"You ready to cum for me?" she said in a lazy, sultry, tone. "Where do you want to put it."

Grabbing Beckett's head with both hands, Sam forced his cock back into her mouth and began to fuck her mouth in and out. Beckett didn't mind. In fact, it was the kind of hot control was looking for. With one hand on his ass, she used the other to massage his balls. Saliva dripped from her chin and tried to catch in her hand and used it in her ministrations.

His thrusts were coming faster and his breath was beginning to hitch. "Are you ready for this, Beckett? Are you ready? Are you ready?"

Given that her mouth was full of dick, she couldn't answer. Suddenly, the first jet of cum hit the back of her throat. Given that she had swallowed before, she could tell that the thickness was more than she was used to. The second jet lost nothing on the fist and her mouth was filling with jizz. His hands were on the back of her head and he was pressing into her. She tried to pull back but his grip was too strong. She gagged and cum spilled from her lips and streaked down between her near c cup breasts. She quickly swallowed the rest.

When she gagged, Sam decided to pull out even as the third shot of thick gelatinous semen hit her in the right eye and went over her nose. She took in a deep breath as the fourth heavy jet splashed across her forehead and into her hair. Jets five and six hit her hairline and began to roll down her forehead. It was so thick and creamy and there was so much of it.

"Holy Shit!" Beckett exclaimed as two more powerful jets hit he chest. "There's so fucking much."

Sam rested his cock on her nose as less powerful oozes of jizz rolled over and down her nose. Her face was covered in cum. It was so hot that another spasm forced even more onto her cheek. "Is that what you wanted, Beckett?"

"FUCK YES!" she said, enthusiastically, greedily gathering the cum from her chest and cheeks. "I had no idea you could shoot like that!"

"Why would you?" he replied, watching as she sucked on her fingers and licked them clean.

His cock had only gone down a bit as he turned from her and stepped back to Zheng whom had not moved given she was tied to the table. Entering her skinny ass again he began pounding away as she taunted him again about his small dick. Well, she was in for a surprise if he decided to finish in her mouth.

"Sam," Beckett said, mischievously. "Cum in her mouth. She deserves your full force."

He smiled at that and nodded, slapping Zheng's ass harshly.

Beckett new that Sam's dick was not the fuck she was looking for. If she had to she would return to her bunk for the big, heated, fleshy, dildo she kept with her toiletries. But that should not be necessary. She decided to go get it anyway. Who's to know if she would run into D'vana, Barnes, or an uncontrollable fantasy about Captain Amilla Ramsey. Exiting Engineering, she headed back to her crew quarters.