What am I going to tell the others? Carlos wondered as he closed the engine cover on his galactic glider. He always thought better when he was tinkering, but today it wasn't helping. How to tell the others about the hormone spikes their powers would give them...?

He really needed to talk to Andros, but there never seemed to be a good time. Either Ashley was hanging around (Man, she has it bad for Andros!) or the Red Ranger just didn't seem to want to be bothered. However, he was going to have to do something about it -and soon!

Andros found Carlos in the repair hangar. He was glad that the Black Ranger had demonstrated an aptitude for working with the hardware. Being a mechanic was not his forte; he was proficient by necessity. However, the young man was not working on any of the machines. He was simply sitting there looking very perplexed. He was about to respect Carlos' obvious need for solitude when he was hit with something from within. It was as powerful as a physical blow, and it sent an unexpected warmth rushing through his veins and straight to his groin. And the shipboard "grays" were almost as useless as the uniforms for containing erections. He wondered at this force that gripped him from out of nowhere, and he was suddenly reminded just how long it had been since he'd known the touch of a lover.

Get a hold of yourself, Andros scolded himself. You've managed on your own for two years. And why Carlos all of a sudden? Besides, Terrans, especially male Terrans, tend to react adversely to same-gender sexual encounters.

This was more than mere galactic scuttlebutt; he had done his own research on the local culture. Granted, it didn't apply to all Earth dwellers, but to enough. It was yet another aspect of Terran life he didn't understand; Kerovans had no such prejudices when it came to sexual partners.

Carlos was still mulling over what to do when he suddenly felt as if he was being watched. Glancing up, he spied Andros standing in the repair bay doorway. He hadn't heard his teammate come in. This would be a good opportunity for them to talk about the Power side effects. However, the Red Ranger looked to be a million miles away. Still....

Mama always said there's no time like the present!

"Hey, Andros."

The Kerovan youth heard his companion's greeting and had no choice but to acknowledge him. While he was often abrupt with his new compatriots, he was never intentionally rude. There was no point in antagonizing them.

"Hello, Carlos." Fortunately, the Black Ranger seemed too preoccupied with whatever was troubling him to notice the Red Ranger's hesitancy.

"I'm glad you're here; there's something I really need to talk to you about," Carlos began awkwardly. He let out a breath, gathering his thoughts. Was it him or had it gotten warm in the hangar all of a sudden?

Andros didn't know why, but it seemed unusually warm in the large bay. He wondered if Carlos would be amenable to having this conversation elsewhere. He tugged at the high necked collar of his red shirt.

"The other day I had a talk with Adam Park --the guy who gave me his Green Turbo Powers. He'd been a Black Ranger once, back when Zordon first asked him to replace the original Black Ranger."

Andros was suddenly listening with more than half an ear. He had great respect for anyone Zordon of Eltar deemed worthy to be a Ranger.

"I'd noticed something weird going on and thought it might have to do with my powers, so I wanted to talk to him," the Black Ranger went on in a rush. "Adam told me some things about the pre-Turbo Powers that apply to us now. He said that every time we morph, our hormones...."

Andros gave his head a minute shake, trying to clear it. For some reason, he was having difficulty concentrating on his comrade's words. However, he had noticed how well the black undershirt fit Carlos.

This is ridiculous!

Suddenly, Carlos could no longer sit still. Andros was just staring at him... while he couldn't quite decipher the expression, he was sure the guy thought he was nuts. He had to move or he was going to bust. However, when he stood up, a wave of dizziness hit him. Andros reached out to steady him as he staggered forward.

"Thanks," the young man from Angel Grove said, but the words seemed to catch in his throat. The two stared at each other for a moment, then....

Andros blinked in surprise. One moment Carlos was trying to explain the conversation with his predecessor, and the next, the young Terran had his hands buried in his long hair and was kissing him passionately --and doing a very good job of it.

The Red Ranger finally determined the source of his disquiet and distraction. It was a phenomenon he had not experienced in two years: a rise in his hormonal levels in response to another Ranger's need. One couldn't ask for more irrefutable proof of their biological similarities than the reaction to the Morphin' Grid common to all branches of "humans."

However, the experience left Andros a little shaken. After leaving KO-35, he and DECA had devised a filter to dampen his hormonal build-ups and reduce them to a manageable level -with the aid of the Simudeck and other methods of self-gratification. It had never been intended as a long-term solution (and DECA had evinced some concern about how the prolonged exposure would affect him). He imagined that as soon as he was surrounded by other Rangers, the computer had deactivated the filter. The problem was, he wasn't quite prepared to engage in intimate encounters with a partner again. He wanted... needed... more time.... However, he also couldn't refuse a fellow Ranger in need.

Carlos must have picked up on his reticence because the Terran pulled away as suddenly as he had engaged him.

Dumb, dumb, dumb! the Black Ranger chided himself. He hadn't meant to do that --just haul off and kiss Andros out of the blue! It was as if he couldn't help himself. He was pretty sure his hormones were back under control thanks to Adam, but he still felt a slow burn, like they were ready to rev up again. His former coach had mentioned sympathy spikes -picking up on another Ranger's trip.' Could Andros be...?

"Sorry," Carlos apologized sheepishly, more than slightly out of breath. "I guess I shouldn't have done that, huh?"

"Why not? Your hormone levels have reached a critical peak, have they not? Who else would you turn to for relief but another teammate?" Andros asked reasonably.

"I thought Adam had taken care of my spike;' I guess not," Carlos shrugged. "So you already know all about this side effect?"

"All human Rangers have experienced this... spike,' did you call it?"

"So, uh, what's the protocol for asking another teammate to have sex with you?"

"What did you and the others do before?" Andros wondered. Surely his arrival hadn't upset the established relationships between the teammates.

"We've never had spikes before," and the Black Ranger went on to explain what he'd been told about the Turbo Powers dampening the side effects.

"So none of you have ever had sex before?" Andros' eye went wide with the implications. The build-up was always strongest before one lost one's virginity.

"I can't really speak for the others, but I'd say not," Carlos replied.

Andros shook his head in disbelief. He was having trouble enough adjusting to simply being around people again, and now he'd have a shipful of hormones run amuck to contend with as well?

"What about you?" Carlos asked, hoping that his companion was not a virgin.

"When one came of age, it was only natural to explore the urges, usually with one's closest friend. Gender was not an issue to us. If you must know, my best friend and I had been intimate before we had ever become Rangers," Andros replied a trifle curtly. It was difficult to talk about the past sometimes.

"I'm sorry."

Andros let out a slow breath; Carlos wasn't trying to pry into his personal life so much as he was trying to understand where things stood in regards to their hormonal condition and the solution to alleviating it. It occurred to him that this situation was going to be as big an adjustment for the others as it was for him.

"When a fellow Ranger... spikes, as you call it... one does not wait to be asked; one simply helps him out," Andros said, and Carlos flashed him a smile of relief. It was actually a very nice smile.

"So you don't mind if we...?"

Andros just gave him a look that seemed to say don't be dense, and pulled him into another embrace. For all his inexperience, Carlos was a spirited kisser.

"And you say you'd never been with a partner until yesterday with Adam?" Andros gulped as they pulled apart.

"Uh huh."

"Your friend is good teacher."

"He did say I was a good student."

Now it was Andros' turn to experience a flash of hesitation, and again, his companion displayed uncanny perceptivity.

"Are you sure you're up to this?" Carlos asked with honest solicitude. "I know you're still not used to us being around, and...."

"I would prefer getting used to everyone else's hormonal upheavals before having one of my own," the Red Ranger confessed somewhat hesitantly.

Carlos grinned and wondered if Andros even realized that his hormones were the ones that had kicked into overdrive. It's been so long the poor guy doesn't even recognize a spike anymore!

"Don't want the rest of us to know how out of practice you are, eh?" the Black Ranger teased, keeping the mood light. He saw no reason to correct Andros' perception for the time being.

The Red Ranger quirked a grin in spite of himself and rose to the implied challenge. "I may be out of practice, but I bet I can show you a thing or two."

"Good. I think we're going to need all the help we can get!"

Carlos shrugged off his jacked and pulled the close-fitting shirt out of his trousers. As he bent to take care of his footwear, he muttered, "Getting these boots off at a moment's notice is going to be a real pain in the butt."

"Allow me," Andros said, and he proceeded to peel away his partner's clothing --boots and all-- with his telekinesis. It was all in separating the seams. The Kerovan Ranger stood back and watched with growing satisfaction as every inch of the Black Ranger's lithe, muscular body was bared to his view.

"Neat trick," Carlos murmured approvingly, glancing down at the puddle of gray and black fabric that littered the deck. He noted Andros' appraising gaze and didn't feel the least bit inhibited by it.

The Red Ranger was about to see to his own garments, when his partner stopped him. "My turn to do you," Carlos said. "I'll just have to return the favor the old fashioned way."

Andros was intrigued as his companion eagerly commenced undressing him --by hand. It was a bit awkward... certainly less elegant, but not without its charm. The way Carlos caressed him as he removed each article of clothing felt incredible. It had been a long time since anyone had touched him in this way.

The young man's need for tactile stimulation communicated itself to Carlos, and he was only too willing to give all that he needed and more. He ran his fingers through the bi-colored hair and traced the ridges of the shell of his partner's ears. His mouth descended on one fleshy earlobe then left a wet trail as it worked down the side of Andros' throat. The moans that elicited were music to his ears.

He continued lower, down the battle-hardened sinews of his chest to his stomach then lower still. Remembering his recent experience, Carlos knew that Andros would enjoy their sex play more if he had at least one orgasm before they got really serious.

Andros sucked in a sharp breath as Carlos' lips closed around his throbbing penis. He was completely unprepared for the intensity of sensation as his organ was enveloped in the moist confines of another's mouth. He'd all but forgotten anything but the touch of his own hand.

Carlos smiled around his mouthful of dick. Maybe this'll help him lighten up a little! he reflected as he exchanged mouth for hand on his companion's cock. The Red Ranger was slightly above average in size, and the end had just the slightest of upward curve. That ought to hit some interesting places. The foreskin was uncut. He teased the fold of flesh as he tongued the reddened head of the wiry rod. Andros fit his mouth quite nicely, and there was something about the way he smelled... it wasn't as heavy or musky as Adam's scent. It reminded him of some kind of spice.

Andros almost whimpered when Carlos ceased bathing his shaft. He may not have been the one in hormonal overload, but he was all but desperate for physical contact. It was all he could do to keep from driving his penis deeper into the depths of Carlos' inexperienced mouth. Even so, his hips thrust forward insistently. When his partner chuckled, the Red Ranger could feel the resonance vibrate through his rampant organ.

"Just who's the one spiking here?" Carlos remarked bemusedly, while he caught a quick breath.

Blushing, Andros tried to defend himself --refute the insinuation-- but all that came out was a needy moan.

Carlos resumed his blowjob with even more enthusiasm than before. He really wanted to give the Red Ranger an orgasm to remember. He felt tremors shuddering through his comrade's body as he dug his fingers into his taut asscheeks, slick with sweat.

The Kerovan seemed to reach a threshold where he abandoned all pretense at restraint. He surrendered himself to his starved hormones and let his instincts take over.

With an inarticulate shout, Andros came, filling Carlos' mouth with his hot seed, which the Black Ranger endeavored to swallow. He caught most of it, a bit dribbling out. Then, Andros' knees gave out, and his companion was hard pressed to catch him.

"Easy does it, Andros," Carlos said, his smile evident in his tone. The Red Ranger suddenly grabbed a handful of his hair and kissed him hard.

"Thank you," the overcome youth panted gratefully. As he tried to support himself, he observed the needy state of his partner's anatomy. As he reached for the hardened flesh, he considered employing his TK, as he used to with Zhane, but he decided that he wanted to try things Carlos' way for the moment.

It was the Black Ranger's turn to moan in bliss as a knowing hand wrapped itself around his shaft and balls. His partner wasted no time in swallowing his straining dick. Andros was every bit as skilled as Adam had been. God, his mouth felt good. And the way his tongue moved even as he pumped in and out of his lips...!

Andros fellated his teammate at almost a frantic pace. He simply could not seem to get enough; the taste was heavier than he was used to, but it only whet his appetite for more. He pulled Carlos closer, relaxing his throat to take him in deeper. His hands reached around to cup those firm, tanned cheeks, and his fingers found their way to the cleft of his bottom. One probing digit found it's way to the puckered rear entrance and slipped past the tight opening. So tight! And he knew that he had to have a piece of that fantastic ass.

"I need to be in you now!" he rasped, gazing up at Carlos pleadingly. He hadn't thought he'd ever be able to say those words to one of his new teammates, and yet they had come without a second thought.

"There's a tube in my pocket --or what used to be my pocket," Carlos directed, disappointed not to be finished off but just as eager to have Andros' cock inside him, and just a little surprised that the Red Ranger was ready for action again so quickly. But then, he'd gotten back up pretty quickly while his hormones were on the rampage.

"Tube?"

"Lubrication."

"Ah."

Feeling about the disassembled uniform, Andros located the requisite container as Carlos got on all fours. The liquid was surprisingly warm to the touch as he applied it to his pulsing flesh.

"We have to see if DECA can make some more of this stuff," Carlos advised. "It's great!" And he drew in an excited breath as Andros worked the slick fluid into his hole. The impromptu finger-fuck had him all but purring as his lover loosened him up.

Andros watched his teammate's reaction with interest. Carlos was seconding his motions, driving his hips back, forcing his finger in deeper.

"Will you stop playing with me and fuck me already!" Carlos gasped at last, unable to stand any more of the exquisite torture.

The Red Ranger was only too happy to comply. The Black Ranger's ass welcomed him readily, his shaft gliding past the ring of muscle until he was balls-deep. For a moment, all he could do was stay where he was, savoring the feel of being within another person again. Then, the pressure around the base of his cock forced him to move, and the withdrawal felt as incredible as the entry.

Carlos clenched his fingers in the remains of his clothing as Andros long-stroked him. The man definitely knew how to work an ass. However, it was more than just the pleasure radiating out from his depths that overpowered his senses. It was as if he was somehow connected to Andros' pleasure as well. Adam had said that it'd be different doing it with another Powered partner, but he never mentioned this!

He thrust back hard as Andros drove into him. The slap of the Red Ranger's loins against his butt-cheeks echoed through the airy chamber, as did their grunts and groans. He knew Andros had to be close, and he flexed his ass muscles to help him along.

Andros cried out in a tongue Carlos didn't recognize and, seconds later, his body went rigid, except for his spasming cock, which gave up another load of hot jism.

The Red Ranger went limp across his companion's back while he gulped in deep breaths of air. Neither young man spoke. Then, Andros forced himself up. Grabbing a hold of his partner's ebony locks, he pulled his head back and savaged his mouth with a bruising kiss.

"Your ass is mine now," Carlos muttered rawly, when Andros let him up for air.

"Gladly," was the cheeky response.

The Black Ranger's dick twitched gleefully at the thought of being buried between those smooth, pale cheeks. He made swift work of lubing up his rod and working the slippery substance into Andros' crevice. The Red Ranger ground himself against Carlos' finger eagerly.

Carlos wanted to come too badly to prolong the preliminaries, and he guided his dick into Andros' rosy hole.

I always knew he was a tight-ass!

"Ohhhh maaaaannnn," he groaned, drawing back for a good, solid stroke. However, the gasp he heard as he drove home didn't belong to Andros.

The two men traded looks of surprise then turned their eyes to the hangar entry. There in the doorway stood the inexpressibly shocked Yellow Ranger.

Ashley had been in search of Andros; she was heading down to Angel Grove and wondered if he'd care to join her. She loved showing him around, especially when he discovered something about his new home that seemed to fill him with an almost child-like wonder. She also liked the warmth that flooded through her whenever he was in the same room with her! She sighed with a tinge of longing. The new Red Ranger certainly was cute! She just wished she could get him to open up to her --talk to her.

As she wandered past the repair hangar, she thought she heard voices. One sounded a little like Carlos'; maybe he had seen their reclusive leader. Before her palm hit the door control, she heard a shout. That was Andros, and he sounded like he was hurt! Concerned, she activated the door release and dashed in. However, the sight that greeted her froze her in her tracks.

Inside the bay (failing to notice her entrance) were the Black and Red Rangers, but both men were completely nude! What had left her speechless was the fact that Carlos was on his hands and knees, and Andros was kissing him! It was pretty obvious what the guys had been up to.

The Yellow Ranger's thoughts were in a chaotic whirl. She didn't know what to think. Andros and Carlos....

Get a grip, girl!

Okay, she could deal with Andros being into guys. After all, she didn't really know much about his life on his home planet, and maybe Kerovans didn't have the same sexual hang ups that Earthfolk had. And after being on his own for so long, Andros was probably in need of some kind of physical contact. (She wished, though, that he would have sought her out; she'd have helped him!) It was a little disappointing (okay, a lot disappointing) to find out that the hunky Red Ranger preferred guys to girls; however, Carlos was another matter!

She knew the Black Ranger wasn't gay. She remembered him checking her out on the sidelines of his soccer matches when she was cheering. And the looks Carlos had been giving her lately... there was no way he wasn't interested in girls.

What if Andros was really desperate? she wondered. Would Carlos go that far to help out a friend and teammate? I would, she decided. Just looking at both young men, their muscular bodies gleaming with sweat....

Her wayward thoughts brought her up short. Even more troubling than trying to figure out Carlos' motives was her reaction to what she'd stumbled upon. She should have demanded an explanation. She should have given them their privacy and left. She did neither but watched in mute amazement as they switched positions. Carlos was going to fuck Andros!

She should have been outraged or disgusted or something!, but she wasn't. A warm glow had suffused her body, making her nipples tingle so much so that she had to give them a gentle tweak to calm them down (she'd been having to do that a lot lately), and her panties were getting wet with the juice her pussy was leaking. She wasn't grossed out; she was turned on!

What's happening to me?> This wasn't right, but she couldn't help herself. It was all she could do to keep herself from rubbing her tingling sex as Carlos' finger slid into Andros' butt. Her pulse was positively racing, and she was having trouble breathing. She finally remembered to breathe when the Black Ranger inserted his penis into their leader's ass. Her paralysis broke at last, and she let out a gasp when the dark-haired teen began to fuck their teammate in earnest.

The three Rangers regarded each other in stunned silence. Andros was the first to recover himself.

"Ashley, if you wish to stay, please close the door. And if you wish to leave, please close the door behind you," he said unconcernedly. There was no point in taking exception to the interruption. After all, they had nothing to hide. Sooner or later, they would all experience the hormonal upheavals.

"A-are you asking me to join you guys?" the Yellow Ranger stammered in disbelief. She knew she really shouldn't, but the thought of being naked between those two gorgeous bodies was incredibly tempting. For days now, she'd been having some pretty wild dreams about having sex with any and all of the guys; this was like a dream come true!

Her question startled the Kerovan youth more than her unexpected appearance, but at the same time, it freed Carlos of his astonishment.

"What do you think?" Carlos whispered in his lover's ear, perfectly willing to take on the voluptuous cheerleader-cum-superhero.

"I don't know," Andros hissed back. Hesitantly, he confessed, "I've never been with a female before."

"Me either, but there's a first time for everything! Besides, can't you feel it? She's right on the verge," the Black Ranger pointed out, and his counterpart had to concede the point. Indeed, they could feel Ashley's rising need.

"All right," the Red Ranger agreed.

Carlos crooked a finger at their curvaceous comrade and beckoned her forward.

Ashley swallowed hard. She hadn't been serious about joining them --at least, she thought she hadn't been, but now that the offer was made, she found herself drawn towards the duo. Carlos essayed a few suggestive strokes before he pulled out of Andros.

"I have absolutely no idea why I'm agreeing to this," she began as she came closer still.

"Actually, there's a very good reason," Carlos replied, extending a hand to her. She accepted it nervously. "We'll fill you in later."

"All right, I...." but her words were cut off as Carlos suddenly kissed her, thrusting his tongue deep in her mouth. Part of her wanted to object, but an even larger, stronger part thought it felt too good to stop.

No sooner had Carlos let her up for air than Andros claimed her mouth for a kiss, too.

"Oh wow," she gulped breathlessly when he released her.

Although Carlos disclaimed any carnal knowledge of females, he did seem to know what he was doing, and while Andros wasn't exactly ignorant, for once he was willing to follow his partner's lead. From the very first, he had somehow been drawn to the spirited Yellow Ranger. He found her attractive --very attractive-- but things were happening too quickly. He couldn't be certain about all the emotions he felt in connection with the mercurial Ashley.

For the moment, though, he was content to explore the wonders of her soft, hot mouth.

"Oh, Andros...." Ashley sighed when their lips parted yet again. She felt slightly lightheaded and swayed a bit. Both men helped steady her, and the Red Ranger was curiously pleased by her reaction.

"So, do we undress her your way or my way?" Carlos asked with amusement over Ashley's gushing response.

"I'd like to try it your way," Andros answered.

"Your way --what?" the Yellow Ranger wondered.

"There's something to be said for the hands-on approach," the Black Ranger replied, ignoring her question as he eased the uniform jacket from her shoulders.

Andros had only paid it scant attention before, but he was suddenly very aware of the fact that the young woman's vibrant top clung to her every curve. He glanced up at Ashley's face. Her eyes were closed, her cheeks were flushed, and her lips glistened wetly, parted provocatively. Her chest rose and fell with her excited breathing. The even, rapid movement was mesmerizing, and the impression of her nipples straining against her shirt was compelling. He ran his hands over the silky yellow fabric.

"How does she feel?" Carlos asked, even as he let his hands roam over their teammate's glorious behind. He felt a certain kinship with his extra-planetary companion in this moment of sexual exploration.

"Soft. So very, very soft," Andros marveled, filling his palms with Ashley's pliant mounds. He had never felt anything quite like them, being used to the firm, sculpted bodies of members of his own gender. At his words, the Black Ranger's hands skimmed around to cup their friend's finely formed breasts.

"Mmm... you guys... this feels so... oh, don't stop!" Ashley entreated. She couldn't believe how awesome it felt to have her tits played with. Andros had stroked her nipples to an impossible hardness, and Carlos pinched them so that electricity shot from her hardened points and surged straight for her pussy.

Both men were standing so close to her that she could feel the hardness of their erections pressing against her. Then, as if on cue, they both stepped back, leaving her bereft of their touch.

She opened her heavy-lidded eyes and gazed imploringly at her lovers. They, however, traded glances, grinned and exchanged a single word.

"Boots."

They eased down her body --Carlos to the right, Andros on the left. Their hands glossed down her legs, stopping at her boots. She giggled as they tried to help her out of her footwear.

Once that was accomplished, their hands returned to her body. As they made their ascent, Ashley found she could no longer just stand there. Her hands reached out to explore the lithe, muscular forms surrounding her. Her fingers found their way to her teammate's straining cocks, and both Rangers groaned approvingly as she probed the length of their hard, smooth, hot manhoods.

"Don't just stand there," she murmured, her rising passions getting the better of her. She still couldn't believe she was doing this. Her she was with two naked men, stroking their dicks and trading kisses with them. She'd never done anything so outrageous in her life, but at the same time, she couldn't deny that she was loving every minute of it. "Somebody get my clothes off; I want to be naked, too!"

Andros caught Carlos' eyes. He had clearly not expected their curvy teammate to respond wholeheartedly. He had never experienced a female Ranger's hormonal crisis and was finding it very educational. He reached for the hem of her shirt even as Carlos went for her belt. Together, they two peeled away her shipboard uniform, leaving her standing, trembling needfully, in her lacy undergarments.

Carlos rested back on his haunches as he took in the sight of the feisty cheerleader in nothing but her bra and panties. He licked his lips in anticipation. How many times had he fantasized about seeing her like this?

Then he checked on Andros. The Red Ranger wore an expression of amazement and delight. The Black Ranger was almost willing to sit back and let Andros have Ashley all to himself this first time... if it weren't for the fact that he really needed to bury his dick in somebody --anybody! Eager to appease his hormones, he knelt up and reached for Ashley's panties.

The Red Ranger contemplated the contraption of satin and lace restraining his teammate's tempting mounds. He finally settled on pulling the straps down her shoulders.

"Here, let me," Ashley offered, her voice very thick and sexy. She reached around and unfastened the hooks. She smiled, inviting him to finish removing her brassier.

It wasn't as if Andros had never seen an unclothed female before... there had been that cadre of female assassins who didn't believe in wearing anything other than their blaster holsters.... Yet, all he could do was stare at Ashley's heaving breasts with their hard, blushing buds. However, the paralysis was fleeting, and he allowed the primal need swelling in all three of them to take command. He pulled the Yellow Ranger to him and latched onto one succulent nipple.

Ashley let out a squeak of surprise as Andros bit down on her tight little knot while he pinched the other hardened nubbin. Then, he smoothed the pulsing flesh with his tongue. Meanwhile, Carlos' equally hot mouth was doing incredible things to her ass. Between the two, she felt as if she was going to melt from the heat building within her snatch. As it was, her knees were feeling none too steady. Her lovers must have felt her wavering, for they helped ease her to the floor.

"Oh... OH!" she gasped as she overbalanced. She fell forward, pinning Andros to the deck, and Carlos wound up on top of her. All at once, the three started laughing.

Andros has a nice laugh, Ashley mused as she watched her enigmatic teammate's dark eyes twinkle with mirth. However, the lusty fire just beneath his laughter drew her in. Brushing the loose strands of bi-colored hair out of his face, the young woman swooped in to capture his mouth in a heated kiss.

Carlos eased his weight off the Yellow Ranger and regarded her shapely ass as it wiggled before him while she played tonsil hockey with Andros. His dick was so hard he could have drilled a hole in the deck plating. Not wanting to disrupt his smooching partners too much, he gently propped Ashley's behind up, stroking it covetously. As his hands brushed her inner thighs, his fingertips came away wet and smelled of Ashley. Carlos quickly figured out that she was covered with her own juices.

Adam had shared a video of him and Rocky doing their friend Aisha. "Something tells me Isha wouldn't mind if I let you see our first time together," Adam had assured him. That tape had given him plenty of ideas for things he wanted to try with Ashley and Cassie. And right now, he wanted to have a taste of that sweet pussy. Telling his prick to bide its time, the Black Ranger lay on his back and guided the haunches above him lower.

"Oh, God!" Ashley groaned as something soft and warm swept across her tingling sex. She rose up enough to see Carlos' head nestled between her legs and felt his tongue tickle her wet snatch. His agile tongue fluttered close to her clit, sending electric thrills running through her. "Yes... oh God, Carlos...!"

Andros backed up a space so he could better see what his companions were up to. Judging from both Rangers' moans, it was extremely pleasurable. He licked his lips in anticipation. However, his playmates had seemingly forgotten about him. No matter. He could wait his turn, and closing his eyes, he gave his aching penis a mental stroke that had shivers running down his spine. But before he could repeat the caress, a hand clamped around the base of his cock. Eyes snapping open, he was surprised to find Ashley hovering over his groin, a hungry leer lighting up her face.

"You seemed to like this when Carlos did it to you," she purred, and, with a quick swipe of the tongue across the reddened tip, she swallowed the length of his shaft. The technique was crude and obviously inexperienced (she could have gripped him a little tighter, too), but the relish with which she licked and sucked his pulsing rod was undeniable! With a little practice, she was going to be amazing.

"More grip, less teeth," he groaned, finding speech difficult. In addition to her sucking and stroking, her moans of pleasure vibrated through his cock; his hips pumped forward eagerly, wanting more of her attention.

Carlos sank his fingers into the pleasing softness of Ashley's buttocks as he continued to eat her out. There were a couple of times he thought she'd wriggle right off his face. He didn't want her to go anywhere until he had devoured every last drop of her honey. And almost as good as her sweet sauce were the sounds of her moans... especially when he hit that little button....

"Carlos!" Ashley yelped suddenly, and her body tensed, even as a massive tremor shuddered through her. Her hips ground insistently against the face between her legs, and she was forced to abandon Andros' dick as her breath came out in sharp pants. Still, her hand clenched fiercely about the slick shaft as she felt the pleasure simmering in her veins erupt out of control, burning like wildfire, searing her with sensations like she'd never known before --and that she never wanted to stop.

"Don't stop!" she cried out, as Carlos eased her sex from his face. It felt too good! She wanted more!

"A guy's gotta breathe sometime," Carlos gasped, wiping the come from his chin as he slid out from underneath her.

"God, I need something inside me!" the Yellow Ranger demanded.

"Just what I had in mind," Carlos murmured, giving himself a few quick tugs to bring his rod back up to speed; however, before he was ready to slide his cock into place, Ashley's body spasmed and jerked upright, and she moaned deep in her throat. Puzzled, Carlos glanced past her to Andros. The Red Ranger wore a knowing grin.

Andros knew the Black Ranger was poised to sink his needy dick into their fiery companion; however, he couldn't resist the urge to venture a caress in his own style. He'd never done much more with a woman than slip in a surreptitious stroke with his T.K.; now he sent tendrils of energy across Ashley's labia and up into her vagina, keeping her filled and satisfied until Carlos was ready.

Ashley knew no one was touching her, and yet it felt as if fingers were sliding in and out of her. It was heavenly, but at the same time, she wanted to feel hot, masculine flesh pressed hard against her. She wanted Andros' smooth rod back in her mouth.

"Stop teasing me and fuck me already!" she gasped, falling forward and thrusting her bottom towards Carlos.

"Whatever the lady wants," the Black Ranger replied bemusedly. As he eased the head of his dick into Ashley's pussy, he wanted to take things easy. He didn't want to hurt her or anything; however, she was having none of that. Wildly, she thrust back, forcing him in deeper. He encountered but little resistance and wondered if maybe Andros' actions had eased the way for him. Well, if the lady wanted it hard, who was he to argue, and he grasped her waist more firmly and pistoned her hard.

"Yessss!" was her steam-like, blissful hiss as Carlos' groin came in full contact with her backside. For a moment, she reveled in the sensations of Carlos' cock drilling her deep, then she regarded the swollen rod still in her grasp. Hungrily, she went down on her Kerovan comrade once again, to his ecstatic delight.

It took some time for the inexperienced trio to find their rhythm, but once they did...! As Carlos drove his dick into Ashley's clenching snatch, she sucked Andros' shaft deep into her throat. Every thrust filled her to the brim and every withdrawal left her aching for more. At last, Andros could no longer stand being connected to his lovers by his penis alone. He had Ashley pause just long enough for him to get to his knees. As she happily resumed eating his dick, the Red Ranger reached for Carlos, and the two traded tongues in and open-mouthed kiss while their hands caressed whatever flesh could be reached.

When they came, it was a chain reaction. Carlos moaned into Andros' mouth as he shot spurt after spurt of hot come into Ashley's sex. His climax seemingly triggered her second orgasm, the walls of her pussy bearing down vice-like on the Black Ranger's spent organ. As she cried out in ecstatic bliss around Andros' cock, the Red Ranger shot his load into her mouth, giving voice rawly to his delight, around Carlos' dancing tongue.

"Oh, my God!"

"What is going on here?"

The three looked over to the doorway to find Cassie and TJ staring at them in utter shock. Slowly, the trio disentangled themselves, reluctant to give up their delicious embrace even as they knew they had to face the music. To the surprise of both men, Ashley was the one who recovered first and took the lead.

"If you wish to stay, please close the door. And if you wish to leave, please close the door behind you," Ashley said unconcernedly as she wiped a bit of creamy goo from her lips.

"Ash!?!" Cassie gasped in disbelief.

"There is a very good explanation for this," Andros began, feeling somewhat as if he'd been caught in a bit of mischief by his parents.

"And we can't wait to hear it," TJ said, his arms folded across his chest.

Carlos noticed that everyone --Andros and Ashley included-- were looking to him expectantly. He smiled sheepishly and shrugged.

"Would you believe our Powers made us do it?"

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