When Marcy and I head to the conference room, it's sort of in that quiet in-between hours of the early evening. The day-shift support folks have headed for home, while the heroes who check in before doing evening work mostly haven't started to arrive yet. Silver and Cold Call both look ready for action when we arrive, I'm guessing they're expecting this to be a short fifteen minute chat before they start on their evening patrol. I'm hoping things take a little longer than that, hehe!
After we say our hellos, I figure I ought to start off with some basic conversation like they might be expecting from me. "So...I'm guessing there hasn't been, but I don't suppose there's any updates on the search for Baitmaster and his goons?"
Silver shakes his head. "Nothing major. We got enough street cam videos to track the vehicle they probably used, but it was cleaned and abandoned. Unfortunately Baitmaster is an old pro, so they're used to shaking off a trail."
Cold Call adds a slightly more optimistic tone. "The good news - well, it's sort of good news - is that our sources say Baitmaster's still in town. That's...kind of bad because it means he's still a threat. But it's good because it means Dragonfly is probably still in town too. From what we hear, he tends to move with...high value captives himself rather than trusting it to associates."
"Dragonfly's still in the city, I'm sure of it." The confident tone in Silver's voice means I can definitely rule out him having any psychic powers! I suppose this is also a solid confirmation that Liberty Stars hasn't snuck any sort of tracking system onto its heroes.
I keep asking questions, both just because they might let something slip, but also because I've been releasing Embrace into the air ever since we stepped inside the room. I've noticed them shifting in their seats a bit, but it might be good to stretch this out a little longer before we get to the main event. "Do you have any leads? How does an investigation like this work, anyhow?"
"Well, we know a few places that Baitmaster's used on previous visits to Poseidon City." Cold Call doesn't sound very enthusiastic about those. "The odds of him revisiting them are low, but we can't rule it out. It's a big city but there's still only so many places you can secure a couple of superhumans."
"We do have a few informants, but mostly it's a matter of hitting the streets, asking around, seeing if people have noticed anything weird or if there's any disappearances that haven't been reported." Silver frowns. "For every one hero that gets captured like this, there's a dozen or more civilian superhumans who get swept up. A lot of the time it can take days or even weeks before a report actually makes it to the police or us. But, if you're in front of someone and asking if anything weird has happened, people volunteer things more easily."
He tilts his head and I can feel a conversation shift happening. "But as we said before, you don't have to worry about this investigation, it's too risky. You said you wanted to 'make things up to us'? Honestly, the best thing you can do right now is keep training. If we get a lead on something, maybe you'll be needed for the eventual raid."
Marcy and I wore our civilian clothes to this meeting, and I made sure my shirt was something low cut. Leaning forward, I press my arms together to emphasize my boobs. "No, no, I get that! Baitmaster was...powerful, yeah. I'm not stupid enough to go rushing into a second match with him. But...because I wasn't good enough, your friend got captured. Who knows what she might be going through right now! And...I want to be sure that you don't hate me. That we can still work together, even after I fucked up."
Cold Call furrows his brow. "Hey, you don't have to beat yourself up over this. If anything, I'm glad you're okay! And I'm sure Dragonfly would feel the same way."
"That's good, but...I still worry. And I know of a way so that I can know, and be sure, that everything's cool between us all."
Silver raises an eyebrow. "Well, if there's something that would put you at ease, I'm willing to give it a try."
I nod and look them in the eyes. "I need the two of you to spitroast me."
It's quiet enough that you could hear a pin drop, but from the way Cold Call's face flushes I'm sure I just activated something in him. Silver seems to still be in serious Team Leader Mode though. "That's - Tamara, you absolutely don't have to do something like that. And Marcy? Please tell me she didn't talk you into joining in on this?"
Marcy shakes her head. "Actually, I wanted to come - as a witness, I think it would be good for me to be here for it."
Cold Call sputters. "A witness!?"
She nods eagerly. "Because we know how this might look! A couple of experienced, senior heroes, 'punishing' a new girl, stretching her out across the conference table, pulling off her clothes, and taking her from both sides at once? Obviously Liberty Stars HR would have concerns if they heard about it." I admit to finding my thoughts wandering as she says all that - clearly Marcy's been putting some thought into this scenario! "But with me as a witness, if it ever came up I could report that Tamara consented to be used for as long as it takes. Even if you need to go a few rounds."
If it wasn't for all of the Embrace I've been breathing out I think we definitely would've gotten tossed out on our asses at this point. Fred might have gone for it without further encouragement, but Ken's been way too stiff every time I've met him - he really does take the team leader thing seriously. As it is though, I can tell he's struggling with himself over this. "That's...thoughtful, but still entirely unnecessary. And perhaps...inappropriate..."
I need to give him one final shove. "I knew it! You can't stand to look at me, can you?" I pull down my shirt, flashing my tits at them, while looking away with tear-shut eyes. "If you can't even see me as a young woman who needs to be stuffed with two cocks at once, how could you ever see me as a teammate you can trust and respect?"
I am the greatest actress in the world.
Fortunately, Cold Call comes to my rescue. "I mean...she does seem to want it, Ken. Maybe...I mean, what's the harm?"
"I...this..." Silver shakes his head, perhaps feeling his thoughts clouding a bit, but it'd take a lot more than that to shake off Embrace. Looking at Marcy and Cold Call, they both give him nods and that seems to be enough to tell him that he's not turning crazy. "This is...entirely unnecessary, but...if it's required for your mental well-being, I suppose just this once..."
"Great! Now get those hero bods over here and help me out of these clothes, yeah?"
Ken was closer but Fred's the one who makes it to me first, and him 'helping' me with my shirt mostly seems to involve him running his hands along my sides as he pulls me close. I lean into it, wrapping my arms around him for a kiss, and making sure to give him an extra dose of Embrace into his lungs as I do. Ken eventually comes up behind me, and he reaches around to begin unfastening my jeans.
I slide my tail out of the way and push my butt back into his pelvis and grind, and smile as I can feel his bulge growing against me. Got him hooked now!
The next few minutes involve more groping than stripping, as my clothes slowly come off but not without a lot of Fred playing with my tits, and Ken sliding his hands between my legs. They don't fully strip down in return - completely taking off a superhero costume can be kind of a pain sometimes - but I do manage to loosen their pants enough to get good feels of them right back. They both seem to be about average-sized, maybe a little larger, but honestly the feeling of being the meat in a hero sandwich feels so hot I couldn't really care less about their sizes right now.
Eventually I'm completely bare, and they work together to lay me down across the conference room table. I give Silver a wink as I spread my legs. "Leader's the first one into danger, yeah? But if you wanna come around, Fred, I can take care of you over here." Cold Call looks a little jealous at not being the first one to get a crack at my pussy, but that jealousy quickly fades away when I wriggle my tongue at him! I take a quick glance at Marcy, and see that she has her phone in one hand while her other's in her pants.
"Get my good side, yeah? Hehe."
Fred looks a little concerned as he rounds the table. "Should uh, we be filming this?"
"It's evidence of how consenting she is! Right, Tamara?"
I shoot her a couple of peace symbols with my hands, and Ken takes a deep breath as he begins sliding his cock against my mons. "Maybe you should...send us copies, Marcy. As evidence."
I grin as I look down at him. "Gonna need one too, obviously!" His dark skin makes an interesting contrast against my pasty human flesh, and it reminds me that I really need to find the time to hit the beach one of these days. It's hard to get a suntan on the moon, you know? My view gets pulled away though as Fred reaches his destination, and I tilt my head backwards to get an eyeful of his junk. That's followed up by a nice, long taste with my tongue, and I can already lick up a few drops of precum from his tip.
Pre doesn't drive me wild like actual cum does, or at least not like Impact's did, but on a taste level I think I might actually like it more. I end up wrapping my tongue around him a few times to try and squeeze more out of him, and both men seem to pause for a moment at the sight.
Ken mutters. "She really does like this, doesn't she..."
"Oh, she needs it. So give it to her already!" Marcy's walking around like some sort of porno director at this point, and I can't wait to see the final result. Wait, what am I saying? I'm in the porno, what I really want is to actually get fucked already! I squirm my hips in Ken's direction, and the guys seem to take the not-so-subtle hints.
Ken lines himself up with my pussy, and at the same time I use my tongue to pull Fred towards my lips. Just as Ken drives forward I suck Fred in, and I shudder as I feel two cocks in me for the first time. Void, this is the first time I've had an actual cock in my pussy, too! I've taken bigger dildos, but they really don't compare to the real thing. My body immediately gets to work on milking the rod in my cunt, and my tongue and throat do their best to do the same for Fred's.
Both of them seem to need a moment to adjust before they really start fucking me, though. Ken seems to be enjoying me as much as I'm enjoying him! "Oh, this is...this is new. You have mutations...down there, Tamara?"
Marcy chides him. "A girl's gotta have her secrets, you know!"
"Right, well, suppose I don't need to know the details..." My eyes are mostly just getting a view of Fred's balls right now so I don't know if there's some sort of signal, but suddenly the two start fucking me properly. Ken moves his hands to my hips while Fred starts squeezing my tits and playing with my nipples, and meanwhile I'm wrapping my arms and legs around them to try and pull them in closer. I even try to grab on to Ken with my tail, but I think it ends up getting Marcy, so instead I just give her a little squeeze while she fingers herself.
I actually gotta agree with Silver, having a cock fucking my ovi feels a lot different than I'm used to compared to using it to fuck someone else. When I'm doing the fucking, the muscles in there don't really come into play until it's egg time. Now though, by instinct those same muscles are massaging that stiff cock of his, squeezing down and sliding against it, and it feels almost like I'm pushing out eggs the entire time. Which, in case it needs to be explained, feels really good for me!
I think what finally tips me over though is a couple of minutes later when Marcy - my lovely, bestest wingwoman Marcy - reaches out and rubs my clit a bit. Ken hadn't been ignoring it, the guy's a real gentleman, but something about Marcy's touch really does me in. My back arches as I cum, and while I kind of lose track of what my inner muscles are doing, Ken must like it because I feel him pumping me full of fluid a moment later. I'm not like human women when it comes to that sort of thing - my body actually starts sucking up his cum as he pumps it out, so I can feel every single thick spurt as it hits me.
Fred needs a moment longer, but I lie back and relax as he starts to really throatfuck me, and soon I've got his 'sample' sliding down my throat a minute later. Yummy! Having cum from two guys in my reservoir might make it a little trickier to figure out whose eggs are whose later, but I'm sure Jef can sort it out.
I've still got room for more, though! As Fred slides out, I lick a bit of cum off of my lips before giving them my best seductive look. ...Which is pretty much just 'hey, watch me clean cum off of my face with my eight-inch tongue'. It's super effective! "Don't suppose you two have more in the tank, hrmm?"
The two heroes share a look, and without a word they get to flipping me over. With the kind of coordination that comes from years of working together, the next thing I know I'm in a doggy-style position with my face near Ken and my ass pointed towards Fred. Marcy gives me a thumbs up - with a noticeably soaked hand - and I give Ken a grin. "Trying out the full buffet, huh?"
"For your mental health, of course."
In this pose I have a lot more control though, so now they work on my schedule. My tail wraps around Fred's waist, pulling him towards my still-soaked hole while I use one arm and my tongue to do the same with Ken and my mouth. They're clearly still a bit sensitive from just cumming, but I'm not about to let them waste time growing soft, and they work through it quickly enough.
It's not just me doing the work though, and this time it's Fred with his hands on my hips, pulling me closer. Ken meanwhile wraps his hands around my head, and as I feel my skull held firmly in his grip I look up at him to make eye-contact. The man is...intense, I'll give him that. Whatever reservations he might have had about this, once he's committed, he's committed! There's a look in his eyes that just says 'you asked for this and I'm going to give you every drop you asked for', and I am so here for that!
Marcy seems to have had enough fun with herself for now, so instead she just focuses on her camera work, moving around to get a good view of my swaying titties, Ken's cock as it disappears between my lips, or Fred's as it works up a froth at my labia. Maybe I should start getting her to do more camera work? Well, no, evidence might be a bad thing in most cases...it definitely makes things a lot hotter, though.
With the guys needing a bit to recharge, this time I actually go through two orgasms before they get to it themselves. Fred's first up though, firing a load through my ovi to join up with Ken's, and Ken himself is stretching out my throat with a thick load a minute or two later.
When they finally pull out and I collapse onto the table, I'm a complete mess. Dripping from both ends, eyes running, breathing heavy. Very satisfied! Five stars, would get spitroasted again! There's a look in Marcy's eyes though that tells me it's not over yet.
"I think you guys have definitely proven you still, uh, can work with Tamara just fine. But I know you've got work to do! If you want to head out, I'll go ahead and clean up here."
Ken looks uncertain as he stuffs himself back into his pants. "You're sure, Marcy?"
"Don't worry! I've got it covered."
The pair shrug and make their way out, and Marcy makes sure to close the door behind them before coming back to me. I give her a grin, though this time my seductive best is a 'just got taken to pound town by two super-dudes and filled with cum', which...maybe seems to still work for her. "Enjoyed the show, Marcy?"
"Oh yeah. Why don't I put it on replay for you while I show you how much I liked it..."
Well, good thing I had my evening schedule free!