Samantha shuddered as the three women closed in on her, anticipation and trepidation mixed in her lust-addled brain. Normally, the idea of getting to pleasure all of them would've simply been delightful, but right now, it was hard to think about anything but the increasingly painful throbbing between her legs.
"So, who wants to be first?" Shepard looked over at the other two while she ran her hand lazily along her semi-erect cock. "I think I'm good for a little while longer."
Ashley gave Liara a pat on the back. "Go on, Liara. I want to watch you two together anyway."
The offer was met with a kiss on the cheek and a friendly, "It is appreciated." The asari walked over to Sam, threading her fingers in her dark hair. "Now then, why don't you show me how sorry you are about all of your attempts to monopolize these two lovely Spectres?"
Sam could only nod, too turned on to reply with words. Liara positioned herself in front her, and Sam ran her hands along the smooth, blue skin of her hips, her nostrils filling with the intoxicating combination of Liara's sweet scent and Ashley's heavier one. Liara spread her legs further apart and Sam accepted the invitation, running her tongue along her inner thigh before dipping inside. The mixture of flavors was stronger there, the combination of asari's freely flowing arousal and the come Ashley had shot into her covering the specialist's tongue. The more she tasted, the harder her clit pulsed, while Liara's hands clutched at her head and pushed Sam's face against her wet sex, urging her onwards.
"You can say this for her," Shepard remarked. "She does enjoy giving almost as much as receiving."
Ashley laughed. "Mm, definitely true. As I've come to appreciate."
Sam could hear the slick sounds of the two Spectres stroking themselves while they commented on the show and an image of them taking turns slamming those cocks into her appeared in her mind, making her pussy clench helplessly around the nothing inside of it. Increasingly desperate to make Liara come so she could get to her reward, Sam moved up to her clit, taking it in her mouth while lashing the swollen head with firm strokes. Luckily, Liara's earlier climax had sensitized her, because it wasn't long before she was rocking back forth against Sam's face, letting out these adorable, breathless sighs.
As her pleasure built, the Spectres moved closer to Liara, each of them caressing one of her breasts while they kissed along both sides of her body. "Are you enjoying her mouth, sweetheart?", Shepard asked playfully.
"Definitely seems like it," Ashley agreed. "I'm looking forward to having a turn myself."
"Soon," Liara whimpered before looking down at Sam. "Don't stop…"
Her hands gripped down on the asari's soft ass while she sucked harder on the bud between her lips, and seconds later, she felt Liara's thighs tighten. The asari's words melted into a cry of pleasure and a veritable flood of wetness spilled out of her azure, covering Sam's chin in sticky sweetness that she eagerly lapped up.
Shepard kissed Liara deeply as the asari came, drawing her away from Sam and into her own powerful embrace. One of her hands cupped her bondmate's sex, slow strokes easing her through the rest of her climax, but Liara's departure didn't mean the end of Sam's labors. No sooner had the other couple stepped aside then Ashley took Liara's place. The tip of her girlfriend's cock was already coated in a slick film of arousal, and Sam desperately wanted that hard shaft to be going into her pussy instead of her mouth. "Please," she implored, "Just fuck me, Ash."
The Spectre shook her head. "Don't get impatient, cutie. You're doing good, but we're not there yet." Her hand stroked Sam's cheek as she spoke and even that gentle touch was enough to send shudders through the specialist's needy body. She jumped to her task, pulling Ashley's cockhead between her dark lips and giving it a harsh suckle. Ashley's hips jerked forward at that, and Sam relaxed her throat, letting her lover go as deep as she wanted to. The Spectre could be a little wild when she fucked, but Sam enjoyed her ability to make her lose control.
Right then, though, Sam mostly hoped she'd lose it faster. With one hand, she pumped the base of Ash's cock, while with the other, she gave her own breast a rough squeeze. The touch wasn't what she needed, but at least it was something to take her mind off of the frantic urge to climax.
"God, yes," Ash moaned, kneading her own breasts as she thrust. Thankfully, she didn't seem interested in drawing out Sam's torment, setting a hard pace that her girlfriend knew would have her tipping over the edge soon enough. Ashley knew it too, because when her cock began to jerk in Sam's mouth, she grunted, "Shit, I'm gonna come. Think I should pull out and do it on your face? You always look so cute that way."
Her mouth full, Sam could do nothing but let out a pathetic little whimper. She loved Ashley's taste, and if she wasn't going to get her own orgasm yet, then at least she could enjoy that rich flavor. Mercifully, Shepard took her side. "Aw, I think she's in bad enough shape already, Ash."
Helping the wobbly Liara down on the bed, the commander came over to Sam's side, stroking her back while Ashley kept fucking her face. Her girlfriend had decided to heed Shepard's council, making no move to take her cock out as her climax approached. Sam could feel the shaft in her mouth swelling and stiffening, but that final eruption remained elusive. Fortunately, she knew just what her lover liked. She ran her tongue along the underside even while she removed her hand, letting Ashley slide almost the entire length into her mouth.
Ashley tensed, her head tilting backwards as her control finally broke. The cock shuddered, and warmth poured down Sam's throat. It was a lot to swallow, but she made sure to take all of it, not wanting to waste any of the little pleasure she'd earned. Only when the last, weak spurts of Ashley's come had dribbled out did she pull back and swallow.
"Mm… that was good," the marine mumbled, bending down and putting her hands on her knees.
Sam looked up at her hopefully. "So, do I get my reward?"
"Not quite yet." Shepard was fully erect now, and she moved around to take her fellow Spectre's place. "You've still got me to take care of."
Sam's shoulders slumped as she looked up at her old commander. Her body felt as if it was about to melt, and her legs were pressed together in a futile effort to quell the heat burning there, but she wouldn't admit defeat and just jill herself stupid. Not now. Not when she was so close to getting what she really wanted.
"Indeed you do," Liara agreed. "But perhaps I can offer you a little something while you work." While Sam had been distracted by Shepard, Liara had gotten up and retrieved the specialist's cock from the drawer where it was stored. "Now, open your legs."
Sam did as she was told, revealing inner thighs sticky with her need, and when Liara knelt between them, she had no trouble pushing the short end of the toy past the tightness of the specialist's opening. Sam's body immediately clenched around the bulb, desperate for the fullness it brought, but that alone wasn't enough to bring her real relief. Then the sensory transmission plate was switched on and Sam's need spread out from her clit down the shaft, the whole length now throbbing with the same frantic hunger while wetness coated the tip.
For just an instant, she thought she was going to get off. Liara wrapped a hand around her cock, and Sam twitched against her palm, the soft skin feeling amazing, but that was all she got. The asari just rested there, looking up at Sam with a firm expression on her pretty face. "Now," she instructed. "You're going to see to Shepard's needs. Once she comes, you can too."
"And remember," Ashley added, "The skipper's the one who's been sticking up for you tonight, so be good to her."
Shepard was gentler than Ashley had been, pushing forward slowly to give Sam time to take her in. Her jaw ached from going down on the previous two women but her need pushed her onwards in spite of it. The commander's flavor was thicker than that of the others, and unmixed with anyone else's taste. There was something thrilling, even after a number of these encounters, about being able to pleasure the Savior of the Galaxy, and Sam concentrated on that, rather than on the infuriating stillness of Liara's palm.
Sam frantically pumped Shepard's cock while sucking on the tip with everything she had. There was a little trickle of arousal spilling out, but she couldn't feel the characteristic tension that would've meant the Spectre was close to the edge. Sam had to think of something to make her come before she exploded but her mind felt utterly blank, nothing but pounding lust running through her brain.
Dirty talk. The thought came to her suddenly. It drives Ash wild when I do that. Maybe it will work here too. Sam pulled her mouth off of the cock but she didn't let go of the slippery length, stroking it with both hands.
"I want you to come for me, Commander," she begged. "Would you please do that? I want to feel it so badly." She her tongue up and down the slit in-between her pleas, lapping up the growing wetness.
"God, she's adorable when she's desperate," Ashley laughed. Her girlfriend was lounging on the bed, lazily stroking herself as she watched the show, an image that only sharpened Sam's already-ridiculous need.
"She certainly is," Liara agreed. She gave Sam's cock the tiniest of caresses, just enough to make the craving worse. "I think you should give her what she wants, love."
"Almost there," Shepard groaned, her back arching as she rocked into Sam's skillful hands.
"Please come for me." Tears were pooling in the corners of Sam's eyes and her voice was weak and broken, but she was much too far gone to care as long she got what she needed. "On my face. My breasts. In my mouth. Anyway you want. Please."
"Fuck, yes." Shepard lurched forward Sam felt the shaft strain against her palms. She darted her tongue out, running it over the slit in front of her once more, and at last, her efforts were rewarded. The first spurt landed on the bridge of her nose and the second splattered across her open lips. The third made it to her cheek and which point she closed her mouth around the throbbing head, sucking down the rest of what Shepard had to give her. She'd been anticipating the climax so much that there was a little relief just from feeling it, her body almost able to feel what she hoped would follow.
Fortunately, Liara didn't make her wait any more. Even as the last, thick spurts of Shepard's come poured into Sam's mouth, the asari's hand started moving. Her palm squeezed the shaft a little tighter and then she bent down, her dark lips sliding over the head of the cock and sucking.
It was too much. As ragged as she already was, the feeling of that wet mouth enveloping her was enough to push Sam over the edge instantly. All the pressure that was built up inside of her exploded, and she screamed wordlessly as she released into Liara's mouth. Once the dam was broken, she had no idea if she could ever stop, wave after wave of come being pulled out of her spasming pussy, down the toy, and into her beautiful friend.
Liara didn't relent. Even as Sam kept throbbing, the asari stroked her faster, and at the increased pressure, she saw stars. Her first climax crashed directly into a second, and as she kept erupting, Liara didn't bother trying to keep up with the flood that was being loosed. Her head lifted up, but she kept pumping, letting the now-weaker spurts run down her hand and onto Sam's groin.
Sam's brain had ceased functioning somewhere in the midst of it all, and it was only brought back to life by the feel of Shepard running a cloth over her face, cleaning up the mess she'd made. "There you go," she said gently. "You made it."
Sam could only pant at first, too overwhelmed by the multiple orgasms to reply. Ashley was not so burdened. "I knew you could do it, baby. I gotta say though, you look even cuter than usual when you're like that."
"She does," Liara agreed, before turning back to Sam. "Now, you've had a little relief, but I'd say you've earned more than that. What do you want to do now?"
She breathed in deeply as she considered the question. In spite of the many complex delights that flitted though her mind, there was only one thing that she really wanted. Samantha was pretty damn competitive, and after being at her girlfriend's mercy for most of the evening, she had to turn the tables.
Rising from her chair, she bounded across the room and as Ashley sat up to meet her, she took hold of the Spectre's strap-on and gave it a sharp jerk. "Get this out of the way. I need to fuck you right now."
Ashley's eyes gleamed at the demand and she wasted no time in deactivating the toy and sliding it out of her pussy. It was scarcely tossed aside before Sam pounced. She landed on top of her lover and ran her own cock through the slick folds once to confirm that Ashley was ready for her. Fortunately, the marine's self-pleasure had left her plenty turned on, and on the next pass, Sam thrust in, groaning as the fat head of her cock slid past the tight entrance.
She felt as if a kind of fever had seized her, a desperate need to fuck, to claim the woman she'd been watching and servicing all night. Ashley was so wet there was no need to hold back and Sam didn't, slamming into her over and over again with everything she could muster. The two earlier climaxes had taken the edge off of her lust, but not drained it. They'd been so quick that she was still needy, still desperate for another release.
Ashley seemed to sympathize. Her legs pulled tight around Sam's ass and her hands gripped her back, drawing her in even deeper with each thrust. "God, Sam," she murmured, "I should try making you wait for it more often."
Sam was too far gone to reply, instead just grabbing Ash's head and ravishing her mouth with her tongue. It felt so good to unleash the pent-up lust in her body, and her lover took all of it, pushing back hard against her every thrust. Already, Sam could feel that desperate need building again. The pressure coiled in her belly, the contractions of her pussy around the toy, the sharp lances of pleasure running up her shaft and into the throbbing head of her clit, all of them had to be satisfied.
A string of semi-coherent curses spilled out of Sam as she unraveled, and she gripped the Spectre's firm ass, trying to get as much of her pussy as she could. Ash threw back her head and screamed, her body tightening around Sam, and the specialist let go. With a final, sharp thrust, she emptied herself, one blissful pulse after another shooting down her cock and out into the gorgeous marine. Somewhere in there, Ashley followed her, squeezing even tighter around Sam while her body shook in ecstasy.
The final pulses were still spilling out of Sam when she collapsed on top of Ashley, the energy drained from her body. Over on one of the room's overstuffed chairs, she could see Shepard and Liara making love, the asari enthusiastically riding her bondmate. Her eyes were black mirrors as she rocked back and forth on the Spectre's cock, the two women entirely lost in their own world. They often liked to end these sessions like that, taking a more private moment for themselves.
It was an impulse Sam could appreciate, especially after the intensity of what she'd just gone through. Rolling off of her girlfriend, she gave Ashley a weary kiss before laying her head down on her chest. "That was… a very tough lesson," she panted. "You all are soooo sexy."
Ashley's strong arms wrapped around her, holding the specialist tight against her firm, sweaty breasts. It was a position Sam greatly enjoyed, especially now. "Well, we all do appreciate the compliment. And you did great tonight. I think some 'thank-you oral' may be in your immediate future."
Sam's lips curled upwards in a sly smile. "Why don't we make it a 69? After all, I wouldn't want to be accused of being selfish again." Not even if my punishments are going to end up being that delicious.
And that wraps up this particular orgy, although these 4 are enough fun together that I wouldn't rule out more of their exploits.