25: Thursday, July 16, 0330 hours CST: Colby's Chocolate Treat
Zach returned quietly to Colby. He was relieved to find her still sleeping deeply. He lubed up his cock, gently pulled off the covers, and spread her and speared her in a single motion. "Uhh!" she croaked, waking up. "Welcome," she yawned as he entered her desperately.
"Love me?" he grunted, taking his pleasure, sliding and thrusting and thrilling himself in her delicious tight cunny.
"With all my heart, lover," she sighed, stretching and opening awake into pleasure. "I'm so happy you came to me... hmm? Ooh? I'd waited, hoped for so long... uhh! Now you're mine," she whimpered. "You fill me. Yes! It's so good!"
"I love you, Colby," he said with all his heart, his heart and soul filling. His cock thrust and pumped as he lost himself in her slick pleasuring quim.
"I can take it," she whimpered, "All your love. Huh! You need to let it out honey? Hmm? Uh!"
"Yes!" Zach growled.
"Give it!" Colby quivered on the edge.
Zach cried out, "RAAAAAAH!"
"Huh-AH!" Colby shrieked as she felt Zach's thrusting hot spill inside her. Quiet. He fell limp to the side. She fussed with a towel, separating gently, patting his cock dry, caring for him, cooing. She extinguished the light.
In the pitch dark, as Zach drifted near sleep, his still overactive mind strayed beyond reason. He counted his crewmates as he might count sheep to soothe himself. It was surreal to him that he had made desperate love to seven of his eleven crewmates that day. This was not counting serious kissy-face with an eighth. Still his lust appeared unsated. There was Michaela, who was playing him like a virtuoso would play a musical instrument. She had maximized her own pleasure and had not left him behind. There was Aanya, who was scaling new heights of gratification with Michaela's help. There was Berte, who was exultantly experimenting with new ways to blow his mind and her own in bed. Colby was determined to carve out a normal one-on-one relationship between them, however illusory. She was determined to handle all his desires. There was the incomparable Colleen, who was loving and depending on him. There was the unforgettable Alexis, who was, much like Michaela, using him with incomparable skill as a fucktoy. Last on his voyage of the night had been Charisse. She was building a new life for herself that he hoped would continue to include him.
There was Khushi, who had teased Zach with kisses tonight. He still desperately wanted to dip his cock into her. Immediately the vision of her extraordinary first dance flooded his brain. She had held one leg to her forehead in front of him. Her bare pussy had popped open wetly in his face.
Calm, calm, sleep, Zach counseled himself. There was a feast of yummy cunny and teats to have in the morning, starting with Colby. Berte had begged for it when she got off duty at 10 AM. If he was still desperate then, he would order Colette to suck him off until he calmed down or died. The only crewmates he hadn't touched tonight were Colette, Ayana, and Anming. Not Colette, since he had been too interrupt-driven since docking. Not Ayana, his delectable Asian lesbian pal who was on the prowl for everyone but him. Not the mysterious Anming, who was warming up to him and had asked for a meeting in the morning.
Zach was trying to calm down enough to sleep, but a new idea itched at him. Colby, she was right here. He felt around in the dark for his bedside drawer. He found his other butt plug and a tube of surgical lube in there. In the dark, no problem for a surgeon, he lubed up the butt plug. He found Colby and lubed her anus, which roused her. "You're crazy go to sleep," she muttered. Then, "Hurk!" as he slipped in the butt plug. He returned the tube of lubricant to the drawer and shut it. "Go to sleep," she moaned. And he did.
