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In those years, Shepard often felt that he was living the time of his life. As an N7 commando, he frequently saw action in the Attican Traverse. His team was helping to secure Systems Alliance interests from raiders, smugglers and sundry rebels. Lowlifes representing every sentient species in the galaxy were infesting the Traverse. He enjoyed seeing different worlds every week and with each new battle he grew more confident in his abilities as a soldier. As a junior officer he didn't yet feel the weight of command and the missions around the Traverse often had the flavor of boyish adventures to him.
As a compensation for the danger that special operations soldiers were often put in, they enjoyed a rather generous leave policy. Whenever possible, Shepard spent his time off with Liara. However, these days the asari tended to stay on archaeological digs for months at a time, most of them located on remote planets that were inaccessible to Shepard. He was therefore often on his own and could go wherever he wanted. Usually, he ended up on the Citadel. He loved the bustle of the galactic metropolis and the sensation of being in the center of things. And, of course, there were the women of the Citadel.
He was not being unfaithful to Liara. Not really. The fact that he spent a night or two with some girl and then forgot about her did not mean that he loved Liara any less. She could not just bug off to some godforsaken, unreachable planet and expect him to waste his leave without getting his rocks off in the meantime. That's how he rationalized his womanizing anyway.
On that particular night, Shepard was attending an informal get-together of N7 operatives in one of the nightlife districts of the Citadel's lower wards. Having grown tired of drunken old soldiers trading war stories, he slipped out of the meeting and headed to a nearby nightclub. He noticed that Alec Ryder had had the same idea. He knew the older man by reputation and had exchanged a few words with him in the meeting. Ryder had become famous as one of Jon Grissom's task force that first traveled through the Charon relay. Later and infamously, he had been dishonorably discharged from the Alliance military, apparently for dabbling with illegal AI technology.
Shepard sat next to Ryder at a bar counter. Sipping on some scotch, they continued their discussion from before. Shepard found that he liked the man. Unlike some other N7s of Ryder's age, he was teeming with new ideas and appeared to have no inclination to dwell on the past.
They saw her at the same time. She was walking towards the bar. A short-haired blonde about Shepard's age. A fit, vigorous body suggesting a military background. A cute face, perky tits and a fantastic ass. Ryder and Shepard glanced at each other and then again at the girl and when she reached the counter, both men were by her side, offering to buy her a drink.
The girl looked at them, her pretty brown eyes studying each man carefully. "It's almost like you two are trying to get me drunk!" she said teasingly.
"That's the plan," Shepard said. The direct approach had always worked in his favor.
"Don't listen to this rookie," Ryder countered. "What are you having?"
The girl let Ryder order her a glass of dry white wine, but gave Shepard a flirtatious smile. She was wearing blue jeans and a white tank top. Shepard introduced himself as did Ryder. "I'm Cora," the girl said. Then she pointed at the N7 symbols emblazoned on both men's shirts. "Are those real?"
Shepard often wore N7 gear off duty, too, mainly because the designation was a first-rate chick magnet. He started to suspect that Ryder was wearing his for similar reasons—he had been thrown out of the military, after all, even if some of his old comrades still welcomed him in their circles.
Ryder and Shepard swore to the authenticity of their achievements and Cora felt no urge to question them. She'd never known N7s, but Shepard and Ryder were tall, muscular and had a natural authority about them, not unlike the N7 men that sometimes appeared in her daydreams.
"You're Alliance?" Shepard asked.
"Nope," Cora replied. "I'm a huntress."
Shepard frowned. "A what?"
"An asari huntress," she said matter-of-factly.
"With all due respect, I don't think you're quite, how should I put this, blue enough for that," Ryder said.
Cora rolled her eyes. "It's a military exchange program. But I'm not treated any differently from my asari comrades."
The conversation went on, with the bartender bringing them more drinks. The two men had clearly decided that one of them was going to take Cora to bed that night. Their competition amused Cora and she egged the men on by flirting with both of them. However, when it started to seem that the dispute was going to come to blows at some point, she decided to make her own move.
"Why are you fighting?" she asked. "You think I couldn't handle the both of you?"
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Once they got to the hotel room, they wasted no time. Shepard kissed Cora's mouth and felt her tongue poke at his. Meanwhile, Ryder put his hand on her ass, squeezing her full cheeks through her jeans. Shepard started to pull off her shirt. She raised her arms to let the shirt through, revealing a white bra filled with a lovely pair of breasts. He unhooked the bra and groped the blonde girl's good-sized tits, bending down to suck on her erect nipples. Ryder reached around Cora to open the buttons on her jeans and and then yanked them down, revealing her long, smooth legs. He tossed the jeans to the floor. Her panties soon went the same way and she was completely naked between the two still clothed men. Ryder fondled her beautiful, pale bubble butt while Shepard slid his hand down her smooth, toned belly and lower still. Only her labia were shaved and hair grew on her mound in an unruly fashion, its color almost as fair as that of the hair on her head. "Nice bush," Shepard said, pushing his hand through the soft thicket before bringing his fingers to Cora's slit.
She closed her thighs quickly and pushed his hand away. "I showed you mine, now show me yours!" she said playfully and smiled at Ryder and Shepard. The two men laughed and started undoing their pants. When their half-erect cocks came to view, Cora grabbed them in her hands and bent down to take Ryder's dick in her mouth. Holding the older man's cock in her hand, she lathered it with her saliva, licking and sucking the veiny shaft while simultaneously jerking off Shepard's cock with her other hand. She changed dicks, making Shepard groan as he got to enjoy the blonde girl's cocksucking skills. Alternating her mouth between the cocks, she made both of them very hard.
Her hands wrapped around the two now fully erect male organs, Cora looked at them with a wide smile on her face. "Goddamn, you're both huge! Is it an entrance requirement for N-school or something?"
Ryder pushed Cora on all fours on the bed and took his cock to her pussy while Shepard positioned himself in front of the girl, shoving his shaft into her mouth. Ryder penetrated her, sliding deep into her tight, wet pussy. The two men started to fuck her, their large cocks spit-roasting Cora's lithe but curvy body between them. She was enthusiastic, sucking Shepard's cock eagerly while arching her back to take Ryder in harder and deeper.
Shepard and Ryder grinned at each other. This sexy little blonde was something else! Ryder was deep in her pussy when he reached his palm to Shepard. As the two men high-fived over Cora's body, Shepard's cock poked into the girl's throat while Ryder's hit her cervix. She gagged and Shepard pulled out of her mouth. "You okay?" he asked.
"Never better," she said hoarsely, saliva mixed with his precum dripping down her chin. She closed her eyes, opened her mouth wide and, tilting her head for a better angle, received his thick, hard shaft again.
Ryder held onto Cora's hips as he continued to pump his dick in and out of her tight cunt. He gave an occasional spank on her wonderfully round rump, the girl's pale skin reddening from the hard slaps. Cora orgasmed, the muscles in her nether regions contracting, but the two men kept going at a steady pace. Ryder started to rub Cora's anus with his thumb and when she didn't seem to mind it, he pulled out of her pussy and rubbed the puckered little hole with the head of his cock. The girl pushed her ass against Ryder encouragingly while Shepard face-fucked her with his hand on the back of her head. Ryder spat on Cora's asshole and started to push his cock in, the tight ring of her asshole resisting his efforts. Eventually, the tip of the cock slid past the sphincter. She mumbled something against Shepard's cock as Ryder's thick organ gradually pushed deeper, stretching the girl's narrow anal passage.
Holding onto her waist, Ryder fucked Cora's ass with increasing speed and vigor, her ample ass cheeks rippling each time his body slammed against hers. She gurgled incoherently with Shepard's cock in her mouth, the intense ass-fucking causing her pain and pleasure in equal measures.
They changed positions, with Cora laying on her back on Ryder's body, his cock still deep in her butt, as Shepard moved on top of her, inserting his throbbing shaft into the blonde girl's soaking wet cunt. Her body was jammed between two tall, muscular men, their long, thick cocks now relentlessly pounding both her ass and pussy. She was far from inexperienced, but never before had her partners used her body so savagely. She was moaning and screaming with wild abandon.
Shepard kissed her mouth, looking at her lust-filled eyes that grew dimmer as she orgasmed again. With their cocks aggressively spearing the girl's tight holes, Shepard and Ryder were reaching their limits as well. One after another, they ejaculated inside her, her spasming fuckholes milking their cocks for all they were worth.
Her body was sweaty and she panted as she flopped on her belly on the bed. "Good girl, few could take a ride like that," Ryder said with amusement in his voice while patting Cora's ass.
"You weren't half bad, either, old man!" Cora said. Sperm was leaking out of both her holes onto her thighs and the bed sheets. Ryder frowned at the mention of his age, making Cora give him her sweetest smile and then rising on her elbows to give the man a long kiss on the lips. "It was fucking amazing," she whispered into his ear.
Cora and Shepard chatted for some time, while Ryder quickly nodded off. She got up to go and take a shower. Shepard followed her to the bathroom.
They showered together for a while, water splashing at their bodies as they stood close together in the cramped stall. Overwhelmed by the sensation of her warm, soft body against his, Shepard pushed Cora against the wall and kissed her. He put his hands on her ass and lifted her up, her hands and legs wrapping around his body as his cock slid into her pussy. Holding her in the air, he began to piston his stiff cock in and out of her tight hole again.
"Please fuck my ass," Cora said into his ear after a while, her voice ragged from arousal. He put her on the floor and turned her around, making her face the wall. "Use the shower gel," she said, her body trembling with anticipation. He lathered up some gel on his cock and her asshole. He grabbed her by her wrists, placing her palms against the wall. Her tits got squeezed against the tiles as he shoved her tighter against the wall, the tip of his cock rubbing her lubed up butthole. She groaned as he slowly worked his stiff shaft into her ass.
She pushed her buttocks against him as he began to screw her ass with newfound vigor. He put his hands on her tits, squeezing them as Cora rocked her hips to the rhythm of their fucking. Finally, when he shot his load onto her round ass cheeks, he felt drained of all power for the night.
Cora turned around and looked at him with her pretty brown eyes. Then she got up on her toes and gave him a kiss.