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By Jor-el
T’pol’s Pom Farr continues to drive her insane with lust
Later, in the Captain’s mess, T’Pol found herself seated with Tripp and Captain Archer, enjoying a rare moment of camaraderie among the crew. The atmosphere was relaxed, filled with light banter and shared stories from their latest mission. However, beneath the surface of her composed demeanor, her thoughts began to stir as the familiar, intense feelings associated with her Pom Farr urges surfaced once again.
As T’Pol sat at the table, surrounded by her fellow crew members, she struggled to keep her growing urges under control. Her skin felt hot and flushed, her pulse racing beneath her skin as the first waves of intense desire began to wash over her. She could feel the insatiable hunger building within her, an overwhelming need to mate and be bred taking hold of her mind. She tried to focus on the conversation at hand, attempting to ignore the growing heat between her legs and the way her eyes kept drifting towards Tripp and Archer. But it was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore the primal instincts that were screaming at her to take these men.
As the evening wore on, T’Pol found herself becoming more and more distracted. Her gaze kept flicking between Tripp and Archer, her eyes dilating slightly as she took in their muscular forms and masculine scents. Her breathing grew heavier, her chest rising and falling rapidly beneath her uniform as her body responded to the presence of two virile males. Her hands clenched into fists under the table, her nails digging into her palms as she struggled to maintain control over her growing urges. Her instincts were screaming at her to pounce on them, to strip them bare and impale herself on their cocks until they filled her with their seed. The thought sent a jolt of primal desire straight to her core, making her inner walls flutter and clench around nothingness.
As the urge to mate and breed became nearly unbearable, T’Pol excused herself from the table with a strained smile, claiming a need to return to her quarters to meditate. Once she was out of sight, she made a beeline for the nearest secluded area, her mind consumed with the image of Tripp and Archer taking her in turn. She could feel the slick wetness of her arousal soaking through her uniform, her pussy throbbing with need as she slipped into a darkened corner of the corridor and began to rub her clit furiously through her pants.
T’Pol leaned back against the wall, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure as she continued to furiously rub her clit. The sounds of her heavy breathing and the wet, slick sounds of her fingers working against her sex filled the corridor. She could feel her release approaching rapidly, the need to cum growing more and more urgent with each passing moment. But even as she chased her own pleasure, her mind was filled with fantasies of Tripp and Archer taking her, their cocks filling her pussy and ass at the same time as they fucked her into submission. The thought sent a fresh wave of arousal crashing over her, making her hips buck and grind against her hand as she brought herself closer and closer to climax.
As T’Pol continued to masturbate furiously in the secluded corner of the corridor, her breath came in short, ragged gasps. Her fingers moved with practiced ease against her clit, the wet, sloppy sounds of her ministrations echoing off the walls around her. She could feel her orgasm approaching like a freight train, her body trembling and shaking with need. Her hips bucked and ground against her hand, desperate for more stimulation as she imagined Tripp and Archer taking her right here, right now, their thick cocks stretching her open and filling her with their hot, potent cum.
Finally, with a strangled cry, T’Pol came undone. Her pussy clenched and spasmed around nothingness, her fingers working furiously against her clit as wave after wave of intense pleasure washed over her. Her juices gushed out of her in a torrent, soaking through her uniform and puddling on the floor beneath her. She slumped back against the wall, her eyes glazed over with pleasure as she rode out the waves of her orgasm, still imagining the two humans breeding her like a prized bitch.
As T’Pol came down from her powerful orgasm, her instincts screamed at her to find the nearest males and get them to fuck her. Her fingers were still buried in her wet, sticky pussy, and she slowly pulled them out with a wet squelch. The sight of her slick, glistening digits filled her with primal satisfaction, but it wasn’t enough. She needed the real thing – the hot, hard cocks of Tripp and Archer filling her holes and pumping her full of their cum.
Later that eveningโฆ
Tripp and Archer were in the gym working out when they heard footsteps approaching them, and suddenly, T’Pol walked in and saw them half naked. As soon as she set eyes on them, her nostrils flared, taking in their masculine scents. Her pupils dilated rapidly, and she could feel her pussy clenching and throbbing with need. Tripp’s and Archer’s muscular, tanned physiques sent her already primal instincts into overdrive.
Her breathing became ragged as she slowly approached them, her eyes roving over their naked torsos with an almost predatory hunger. Her thoughts were consumed with the desire to feel their hot, sweaty bodies against hers, to feel their cocks filling her and pumping her full of cum. She could feel her resolve crumbling under the weight of her urges.
As T’Pol reached them, Tripp and Archer looked up from their workout, surprised by the uncharacteristic hunger in her gaze. She could see the confusion and concern in their eyes, but she didn’t care. All that mattered was satisfying her primal needs, and these two males were going to help her do just that. Without a word, she reached out and ran her hands over their muscular chests, feeling the hard ridges of their muscles beneath her fingers. The sensation sent a jolt of pure need straight to her core, making her inner walls flutter and clench around nothingness once again.
Her touch sent shivers of desire racing through Tripp and Archer, their cocks twitching and hardening rapidly beneath their workout pants. Archer exchanged a quick, confused glance with Tripp, trying to make sense of the sudden shift in T’Pol’s behavior. But any attempt at rational thought was quickly drowned out by the primal instincts that were driving her wild with need. She could smell the musky scent of their arousal filling the air, making her head spin with desire. Her hands roamed over their chests and abs, tracing the lines of their muscles and feeling them flex beneath her touch.
T’Pol could feel her own arousal soaking through her uniform as she touched the two men, her pussy clenching and throbbing with each passing moment. Her fingers brushed against their hardening nipples, making them gasp in surprise. She could feel their cocks straining against the confines of their pants, and the urge to drop to her knees and free them was almost overwhelming. But first, she needed to strip out of her own clothes and show them just how desperate she was for their cocks.
She quickly pulled her blue top off over her head, revealing her bare, perky tits to the two humans. Her nipples were already hard and erect, jutting out from her chest as if begging for attention. Tripp and Archer both groaned at the sight, their cocks twitching and throbbing in response. T’Pol wasted no time in removing the rest of her clothes, kicking off her boots and shimmying out of her pants until she was completely naked before them.
As T’Pol stood before them, completely naked and flushed with arousal, Archer were left speechless. Her muscular yet feminine body was on full display, her toned thighs slick with arousal, her large ass on full display. Her pussy was visibly engorged and wet, the thick folds of her labia glistening with slick juices. The scent of her heat was almost overpowering, filling the air with a musky, feminine aroma that made their cocks twitch and throb even harder.
T’Pol spread her legs slightly, giving them a clear view of her glistening, dripping pussy. Her clit was engorged and throbbing visibly, the little bud standing out prominently from its hood. The sight of her sex in all its swollen, wet glory was almost too much for them to bear. Tripp’s mouth hung open in shock, his eyes locked onto her glistening folds, while Archer’s hands clenched into fists at his sides, struggling to control the urge to bury his face between her thighs and feast on her cunt.
As T’Pol stood there, spreading her legs and baring herself to them, her needy, primal moans filled the air. She was beyond reason or control now, driven only by the instinct to mate and breed. Her hands roamed over her own body, fingers teasing and pinching her nipples as she begged them to fuck her with their big human cocks.
T’Pol’s hands eventually drifted down to her own sex, where she began to frantically rub her swollen clit. Her hips bucked and grinded against her hand, desperate for any kind of stimulation. Her juices ran down her thighs in thick rivulets, soaking into the floor beneath her. She looked up at Tripp and Archer with wild, desperate eyes, her voice cracking with need as she spoke. โFuck me! Please! I need it! I need your cocks!โ
Tripp and Archer were both taken aback by the raw, primal need in T’Pol’s voice. They had never seen her like this before – so completely consumed by her urges that she had lost all semblance of control. The sight of her frantically masturbating in front of them, begging them to breed her like a bitch in heat, was almost enough to make them cum on the spot. They exchanged another glance, silently agreeing to give her what she so desperately needed. They both quickly removed their pants, freeing their large, thick cocks for her to see.
As T’Pol’s eyes fell upon Tripp and Archer’s large, thick cocks, standing proud and erect before her, a fresh wave of arousal crashed over her. Her mouth watered at the sight of them, the need to taste their masculine musk and feel them inside her becoming almost unbearable. Her pussy clenched and throbbed in anticipation, her clit twitching beneath her fingers as she continued to furiously rub herself.
T’Pol dropped to her knees in front of them, her hands reaching out to grasp their cocks. Her fingers barely closed around their girth, and she let out a shuddering moan at the feel of their hot, velvety flesh against her palms. The musky scent of their arousal was almost intoxicating, making her head spin with need. She began to jerk them off rapidly, her hands working their cocks up and down with expert precision. She couldn’t wait to feel them inside her, to be stretched and filled by their thick human cocks until she was a sobbing, cum-filled mess on the floor.
T’Pol leaned in, burying her face in Tripp’s crotch and inhaling deeply. The scent of his musk was overwhelming, making her head spin and her pussy throb with need. She could feel her juices dripping down her thighs in a steady stream, her body shaking with anticipation. She began to lick and suck at his balls, moaning loudly at the salty taste of his sweat and skin. Her hands never stopped jerking his cock, working him towards an explosive orgasm.
Tripp groaned in pleasure as T’Pol’s skilled mouth worked his balls, her tongue lapping and slurping at them with wild abandon. He could feel his balls tightening, his orgasm rapidly approaching as she jerked him off with expert precision. Beside him, Archer was watching the scene unfold with equal parts awe and arousal, his own cock throbbing and leaking pre-cum at the sight of T’Pol worshipping his friend’s balls like a starving animal.
T’Pol moved her mouth up to Tripp’s cock, taking him into her mouth and moaning loudly around his thick shaft. Her tongue swirled around the head of his cock, lapping up the pre-cum that was leaking from his slit. She bobbed her head up and down, taking more and more of his length into her throat with each downward motion. Her hands continued to jerk off Archer’s cock beside her, keeping him hard and ready to take her pussy once she was done with Tripp.
T’Pol deepthroated Tripp’s cock, her nose pressed against his pubes as she swallowed around his thick shaft. She could feel the head of his cock pushing into her throat, making her gag and moan in pleasure. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she breathed in the musky scent of his balls and pubes, completely lost in a haze of primal need. Her hands never stopped jerking off Archer, keeping a steady rhythm as she slobbered all over Tripp’s cock like a wanton whore.
Tripp grunted in pleasure as T’Pol expertly sucked his cock, her throat muscles massaging his shaft with each swallow. He could feel his balls tightening even further, his orgasm rapidly approaching. The feeling of her hot, wet mouth wrapped around his cock was almost too much for him to bear, and he could feel his control beginning to slip.
T’Pol sensed Tripp’s impending release and began to move her head faster, taking his cock deep into her throat with every bob of her head. She wanted to taste his cum, to feel it filling her mouth and shooting down her throat. She moaned loudly around his shaft, the sound sending vibrations through his cock that made him shudder with pleasure. Her hands worked Archer’s cock even faster, preparing him for his turn to breed her needy Vulcan pussy.
Tripp couldn’t hold back any longer. With a loud groan, he grabbed the back of T’Pol’s head and buried his cock to the hilt in her throat. His balls tightened, and then he was cumming, his hot, thick seed shooting down her throat in massive spurts. T’Pol moaned in ecstasy, swallowing down every drop of his cum like it was the sweetest nectar she had ever tasted. Her pussy clenched and throbbed in sympathy, aching to be filled with their hot human seed.
As Tripp continued to cum down her throat, T’Pol pulled back slightly, allowing his cock to slip out of her mouth. The last few shots of his cum splattered across her face and chest, marking her as his property. Her eyes rolled back in her head, her tongue lolling out of her mouth as she basked in the feeling of being marked and claimed. She turned her attention to Archer, who was now standing before her, his massive cock throbbing and leaking pre-cum as he watched the scene unfold.
T’Pol wasted no time in diving face-first into Archer’s crotch, burying her face in his sweaty balls and inhaling deeply. The scent of his musk was even stronger here, making her pussy throb and clench in need. She began to lick and suck at his balls, her hands roaming over his muscular thighs as she worshipped his cock and balls like a well-trained slut. Her own juices were running down her thighs in a steady stream, her arousal so intense that it was almost painful.
Archer groaned in pleasure as T’Pol’s talented mouth worked his balls, her lips and tongue sending shivers of pleasure through his entire body. Her hands continued to roam over his thighs and ass, squeezing and massaging his muscles as she prepared to take his cock into her throat. Her own moans and gasps of pleasure filled the air, adding to the symphony of debauchery that filled the gym.
T’Pol eventually moved her mouth up to Archer’s cock, taking the head into her mouth and sucking on it like it was a lollipop. Her tongue swirled around the sensitive underside of his cockhead, lapping up the pre-cum that was leaking steadily from his slit. She looked up at him with half-lidded eyes, her cheeks bulging out as she slowly took more and more of his thick shaft into her throat.
She took Archer’s entire length into her throat, her lips pressed against the base of his cock as she swallowed around him. Her throat muscles massaged his shaft, causing him to groan in pleasure and thrust his hips forward reflexively. She could feel his heavy balls slapping against her chin with each thrust, sending shivers of pleasure through her own body. She started to bob her head up and down on his cock, her eyes rolling back in her head as she gave herself over to the primal pleasure of sucking a human cock.
Archer threw his head back in pleasure as T’Pol deepthroated him, his hands coming to rest on the back of her head. He started to thrust his hips in time with her movements, fucking her throat with long, deep strokes. The feeling of her tight, hot throat massaging his cock was almost too much for him to handle, and he could feel his balls tightening up as his own orgasm rapidly approached. As he continued to throat fuck her, T’Pol reached up to fondle his balls, her fingers gently massaging his heavy sack as he pounded her face. She could feel them tightening up in her hand, a sure sign that he was about to blow his load down her throat. She looked up at him with adoring eyes, silently begging him to fill her mouth and throat with his hot human cum. Her own pussy was a sopping mess of slick juices, her inner walls clenching and fluttering in anticipation of being bred by their thick human cocks.
With a loud grunt, Archer buried his cock to the hilt in T’Pol’s throat and came, his balls throbbing against her chin as he unloaded a massive load of hot, sticky cum directly into her stomach. T’Pol moaned in ecstasy, her throat working furiously to swallow down every drop of his thick seed. Her own pussy spasmed in sympathy, a mini orgasm washing over her as she drank down his cum like a good little slut. Some of his cum spilled out of her mouth and dribbled down her chin, coating her chest and breasts in a sticky glaze.
As Archer pulled his cock out of her throat, T’Pol gasped for air, her chest heaving as she panted like a bitch in heat. Her face and chest were streaked with cum, marking her as the property of both men. Her eyes were glazed over with pleasure, her mind completely consumed by the need to be bred. She looked up at them, her voice hoarse and raw from the throat pounding they had just given her. “F-fuck me. Breed me. Now!โ
To be concludedโฆ
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