Station Slut

Seeing her cum, Mike unloaded his balls for the second time that night, this time into her mouth. Trisha struggled to swallow it all as yet another orgasm wracked her body. This was more than Bill could take and his cock exploded inside her, shooting even more cum into her already drenched pussy. Mike finally pulled his cock from her tired mouth. She took it in her hands and wiped the dripping head over her cheeks and lips, spreading his cum all over her face. Bill stepped back away from her legs

All six men helped her to the shower. They took turns washing and rinsing her soft body and then led her back to the bed. She smiled at the gentleness in their hands as she allowed them to help her dress. Once they were all clothed she walked them to the door and kissed each of them as they left. Mike was the last to leave and she kissed him deeply and then they were all gone and she sat thinking about what had just happened.

Her pussy felt warm, swollen and tired. She had never been fucked like that before but she knew she was now addicted to it. She stretched herself out on her messy bed sheets, ignoring the many wet spots and was quickly asleep.

The next day she once again called Mike to her quarters. This time when he arrived he looked much more at ease.

"Well Mike, how are you this morning?" She asked once he was seated with his usual tea.

"Wonderful. I have discovered that I have the best counselor of any station commander in the service." Mike grinned.

"So have we solved our problem?"

"Yeah, as long as we can continue our group counseling sessions, I think we are going to be just fine." Mike grinned at her with a lascivious look on his face.

"Mmmm, well I don't think that will be a problem. I hope the men liked it as much as I did!" Trisha returned his look with one of her own, spurring a booming laugh from Mike. It was good to hear him laugh again. That laugh told her that the problem had indeed been solved!