Shepard, Kasumi, Jack, Miranda, Tali, and Samara play Russian roulette

Russian Roulette is Not the Same Without a Gun
(Cons, Shooting, Necro)

“Let’s go over the rules one last time.” Holding a silver plated revolver that predated human space travel, Shepard spoke to the five of her crewmates who had assembled in a circle beside her.

“Do we really need to? Isn't this ‘game’ really more of an excuse for us to get off on each other’s death’s, why not just cut to the chase?” Came a soft and exotic voice, questioning the commanders intentions.

“Indeed this is an excuse for that, Miss. Goto. However, I think it is always best to review the basics before starting anything, would you not agree?” Kasumi couldn’t argue with that logic. Even in the most basic of her heists she meticulously reviewed every aspect of her plan, even the most obvious. Kasumi’s reminiscing of her days as a thief was cut short as Shepard continued.

“The six of us have agreed to play the old human game ‘russian roulette’, which dates back to humanities pre-spaceflight era. to play this game you need a firearm, which I have here” Shepard held the gun up to the other five girls, and Jack rolled her eyes. Shepard always did have a flare for the dramatic.

“You also need a bullet. The normal convention of the game would have us use only one bullet, but I have decided to add extra excitement by using three, meaning that only three out of the six of us will be leaving this room alive.” Sitting unsuited and nude save for her helmet, Tali Zorah heard the words of her commander, but was too busy ogling the naked bodies of her crewmates. Tali never got tired of seeing their fit and perky forms, no matter how many times she was witness to them.

“There is no need to be concerned about the potential bias of the game, EDI has separately and secretly loaded the three bullets randomly, and with no mind paid to each bullets proximity to one another.” Miranda slowly rubbed her pussy as she imagined the AI signing the deathwarrents of three of them.

“Each player will pull the trigger at their own head a single time. Afterwards either passing the gun to the player on their right, or the right sided player taking the gun from their body, whichever the situation dictates. The game will end once all three bullets have been fired. Other than that, there are no rules.” Samara sat in her chair with perfect posture; listening intently. It wasn’t often she took part in the Normandy's debauchery, but she couldn't resist the temptation this time.

“The order will be as follows: Myself, Kasumi, Miranda, Jack, Tali, And lastly Samara. Are there any objections to this ordering or are we ready to start?” Said Shepard, finishing her overlong explanation.

“I have a pretty big fucking objection to that!” shouted Jack, standing up from her chair. “No way is that Bitch going ahead of me! The closer you are to the end the higher your chances of death are! And I want to see that perfect little head of hers pop.” raged the biotic, pointing at Miranda, who was sitting adjacent to her.

In response, Miranda simply crossed her legs, overlapping her thick thighs. “ I have no intention of passing away today, but I have no problems swapping positions with that blowhard.” She calmly retorted, knowing that the random nature of the game meant that the players at the end had no advantage over the players at the start.

Although a part of the venom Jack spat might once have been truthful, the pair had all but made up. This row was more about who would get the pleasure of toying with the others corpse. As they swapped seats Jack flashed Miranda a rare smile, and Miranda reciprocated with a smile of her own.

“Now that’s out of the way, let’s begin. I have to admit I’m excited to see who will off themselves first.” with the boring part finally done with, everyone was excited to get onto the exciting part. Even Samara’s heart was beating out of her chest, though she didn’t outwardly show it.

Reclining back into her chair, Shepard spread her legs wide, giving her onlookers a clear view of her twat. Taking her free left hand she gently massaged her pussy, rubbing at her clit as she imagined what damage the gun could do to her. Slowly, she raised the revolver up to her temple. Looking around the room, Shepard saw her colleagues fucking themselves to her peril. Kasumi was harshly tweaking both of her nipples at the sight. Jack was already fisting herself. Miranda was gently massaging her labia. Tali had turned around on her chair so she could give others a good view as she fingered her asshole. And Samara… Was not doing anything. Although Shepard did spy the woman rubbing her thighs together, along with a growing wet spot on her seat. A spot which had clearly formed from her own juices.

As Shepard got closer to orgasm, she realized she had a decision to make. Should she pull the trigger before or after she reached orgasm. If she pulled the trigger now, there was a chance she would die before achieving orgasm. but if she were to survive after pulling it, she knew she would cum harder than she ever had before. Having made her decision, she clenched her index finger around the trigger, and pulled.

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click

And nothing happened. At least if the largest orgasm of Shepards life was to be considered ‘nothing’. screaming in ecstasy and body spasming, commander Jane Shepard squirted girlcum through the air and onto tali’s backside, who waggled her butt in response. “Holy shit.” was all Shepard managed to say as she trembled weakly, experiencing the aftershocks of her enormous pleasure. Weakly, she held up the gun for Kasumi to take, which she did.

“How does it feel knowing you won’t become a corpse today, Shepard?” Kasumi asked, genuinely curious about her leaders present state of mind.

“Feels… Pretty… Fuckin… Good.” said an addled shepard, as she held up the O.K hand gesture to the sultry thief. Contented with the commanders barely coherent response, Kasumi brought the weapon to her cunt. Rubbing the barrel between her pussy lips she gyrated her hips in her seat, pushing herself against the weapon. Slowly, gently, she moved the gun upwards on her body, keeping the end of the barrel flush with her skin as she traced a line from her pussy, to in between her small tits, and finally into her open mouth.

Using her purple lip tattoo as a positioning marker for where the bottom of the barrel should rest, she pursed her lips together and held her free hand next to her head. Kasumi held four of her fingers up.As Kasumi lowered one of her fingers, her intentions became clear; this was a countdown. The rest of the crew silently counted down along with her.

Three

Two

One

BANG

The revolver jumped as it shot hot lead directly into the thief’s grey matter, instantly ending her life. Going limp, the plopped out of her mouth and onto the ground in front of her, where her twitching body fell on top of it, face down ass up. There was a chorus of squeaks mewls as the surviving five came as they watched her death. Even Samara had abandoned her dignity, and was openly fingering her cunt to the bloody spectacle. Jack and tali were the first to get up from their chairs as they both rushed to be the first to defile the corpse. Jack got there first of course, as she was the closest.

Jack took special interest in Kasumi’s backside, nuzzling her face against the thieves derriere. Miranda giggled at Jack showing uncharacteristic levels of affection towards a corpse, so Jack turned around and showed her the finger. Tali was annoyed as well, as Jack was occupying the same space she wanted to play with. Sighing heavily, Tali turned her attention towards the back of Kasumi's head, inspecting the exit wound. Kasumi’s hair was drenched in her blood, and much of it was matted to her scalp, especially around the wound. Blood still leaked out of her skull, and tali was happy enough to squat down and grind her pussy against the back of the thief’s blood soaked skull. On the other hand, Jack had started to show her aggressive side, slapping Kasumi’s buttcheeks will all the force she could muster. Of course, this had little effect on the corpse, other than sending reverberations through her skinny body, which Tali greatly appreciated.

Without warning, Jack flipped the body over to its right side so she could grab the pistol which lay beneath it. Uncaring towards Tali’s displeasure of being forced off her seat, she took the pistol in her hand and thrust the still warm barrel deep into her her own pussy. Tali cast her initial annoyance aside, as she now had free reign to do as she pleased. Sliding down to Kasumi’s rear end, Tali raised Kasumi’s left leg upwards. Filling the space between the two legs with her body, Tali pressed her own blood soaked cunt against the corpses. The other four watched with interest as tali rubbed herself raw on the rapidly cooling body. Working against the slack body-weight of the body and performing all of the motion herself was truly tiring work, but the pleasure she was feeling was entirely worth the strain. Arching her back and letting out a silent scream from another intense orgasm, Tali collapsed, spent for the time being.

“Goddess, are you OK Tali? That seemed to take a lot out of you.” Asked Samara, in a moment of paradoxical concern, given that Tali may end up just as dead as the corpse she was fucking in the coming several minutes.

“Ah…ahhh, I’m fiiine, just give me a second to rest before it’s my turn. Shepard, if you want you could sit on my face while we wait.” Replied Tali, not wanting her fatigue to be a burden on her friends.

Shepard Laughed. “You know with that helmet on I doubt I’d feel anything, but I appreciate the gesture.” Even with Tali’s face obscured, it was clear she was blushing under her mask.

“Sorry to spoil your moment” Pulling the now slick barrel out of her pussy, Jack wasted no time bringing it up to her temple, giving it a quick lick as she did. With absolutely no hesitation she Pulled the trigger.

BANG

The gun fired the second killshot in a row, and Miranda was splattered with the tattooed womens blood and brains as the bullet exited out the side of Jack’s skull. The revolver fell out of her hands and landed next to the still recovering Tali. Jack herself had locked her knees before she fired, so she remained standing for several seconds even after her death. Of course, this was not to last, and as she tipped forward she fell hard on her face, breaking her nose, not that it mattered, what with being dead and all.

“Oh shit, now I’m really glad we switched seats! I get to do something I could never do while she was alive!” exclaimed Miranda, practically jumping out of her chair with glee.

The recouporating Tali had a great view of Miranda's perfect ass as she squatted down and moved Jack’s body into a sitting position. With Jack’s muscles useless, her mouth fell open into a dumb slack-jawed expression, which Samara chuckled at the sight of. Using her own body as leverage, Miranda Lifted her off the ground slightly and slid her face underneath Jack’s ass, positioned her mouth right under the dead girls pucker, and let the full weight of her body sit on her. Face completely trapped underneath the corpses spread buttcheeks, Miranda was right where she wanted to be. She began to feverishly lick and slurp at her former rivals hole, her tongue like a whirlwind exploring every part of her anus.

Unfortunately, gravity was not an ally in this situation, and Miranda had to steady the body so it remained in an upright position, something which took away from her one and only goal of toungefucking her asshole.

“Allow me to assist you Miranda. I must admit, this game of ours is certainly erotic.”

Samara stood up and walked over to the struggling Miranda. There, she entered into a sloppy kiss with the corpse. Her own tongue prodding and slithering at jack’s limp one, samara started to suck face, drooling and slobbering all over her deceased partner. The kiss had the bonus of stabilizing Jack, preventing her from tipping too far to one side. The weight added by Samara leaning into the body also drove the corpse deeper onto Miranda, causing her a heavenly pain as her skull was almost crushed by the incredible weight.

Shepard had been laughing heartily throughout Miranda’s adventure, and she finally gathered enough breath to speak up. “This is what you always wanted to do to her? You eat everybody's ass. Shit, you even ate me out before we started. What makes this so special?”

“I clud nvr lit hir hav pwr ovr me” Came Miranda’s practically unintelligible response, her voice too muffled by the dead womans asshole to make out clearly.

Breaking her liplock with the corpse, Samara once again came to the rescue. “I think what she’s trying to say is that she could never let Jack show dominance over her. But now that she’s dead that’s not an issue, so she can do what she loves.” From underneath the corpses buttocks miranda pointed at where she assumed the asari was standing, made an affirming noise and gave an enthusiastic thumbs up. Apparently signaling that the justicars interpretation was correct.

“Theli, Pleathe gib me the glun” Came Miranda’s muffled voice once more. No translation was needed this time, Tali understood what she was to do. Still lying between Kasumi’s legs, Tali slid the gun over to jacks ass, and miranda by association. After spending some time pawing around blindly for the weapon, she finally was able to grab hold of it. Without moving her mouth away from the corpses butthole, and with the same lack of hesitation Jack had before her death, she placed the gun against Jack’s ass cheek, so that it would hit the head which was sandwiched between. This allowed her to continue her necrophiliac analingus, even as the threat of her own death loomed. Miranda pulled the trigger.

Click

And Miranda was spared. Although her near death experience seemed to have a greater effect on her crewmates than it did on Miranda herself, who seemed to barely register what had happened. Samara squealed into the corpses mouth as she squirted girculm all over Miranda’s exposed belly, who barely reacted. Shepard experienced another orgasm, And Tali’s heart started to beat faster and harder than it ever had before as her moment of truth approached.

Realising that the butt-drunk miranda was in no state to pass the pistol over to her, Tali took matters into her own hands. Standing up on wobbling legs, the quarian stumbled over to the indisposed Miranda and took the gun from her hand. Unlike the previous two girls, she took her time with the weapon, inspecting and touching the gun that had killed two of her friends just minutes ago. Tali wondered if she was to be next, when she pulled the trigger there was a fifty percent chance that she would never do anything again after.

Hands shaking uncontrollably with a mix of anticipation and arousal, the purple skinned quarian slowly lifted the gun to her temple. With her free hand, Tali feverishly worked at her cunt with her three fingers, rapidly forcing them in and out of her sopping wet hole. With Tali already so worked up, it didn’t take long for her to reach the brink of orgasm. Attempting to mimic the life changing climax that Shepard had experienced at the start of the game, Tali got ready to squeeze the trigger…

“Tali, could you uh… point it right at your face. I think the broken glass of your visor would look really… uh… sexy.” Samara interrupted, biting her lip and looking away sheepishly as she gave her suggestion.

Smiling under her mask, Tali took the asari’s recommendation to heart. Moving the gun away from her temple and over to the front of her face, Staring directly into the barrel. Looking directly into the business end of the barrel brought the finality of the action even closer to her mind, which then brought her that much closer to orgasm. Steeling herself, Tali pulled the trigger.

Click

Tali experienced a truly mind melting orgasm as she won her coin flip with death, squirting all over her own legs as she let out a banshee like howl. Despite no bullet having been fired, the quarian girl lost all muscle control and passed out, collapsing to the ground in a sweaty heap.

Samara came as well, knowing that her fate was sealed and her death was certain. With Miranda still in her trance like fixation of booty eating, Tali unconscious, and Jack and Kasumi dead, Samara and Shepard were left as the only two truly conscious women in the room.

Prying the gun from tali’s hand, the asari justicar approached her seated commander. But both women knew that despite the potential threat Samara presented to Shepard, the only death would be the asari’s. Making sure to put some extra sway in her hips as she approached, Samara was intent on giving shepard an eyeful, her last act being making her death as arousing as possible.

“Want me to help you cum before you off yourself?” asked the commander, the playful tone of her voice contrasting with the morbidity of what was about to take place.

“No thank you commander. I am perfectly content with my final thoughts being of you and the rest of the crew using and abusing my corpse, just as we did with Jack and Kasumi today.” Shepard gave a nod at Samara’s response, and beckoned her closer.

Samara straddled Shepard as she sat in her chair, and Samara tenderly cradled her commanders face. “I want to thank you Shepard, I truly wish I would have taken part in more adventures like this. Keep having fun without me.” With her goodbye complete, Samara positioned the gun under her chin and pulled the trigger.

BANG

Samara went limp, falling into Shepards embrace as she sat on the chair, her head falling between Shepards breasts. A torrent of blue blood rushed from under her chin, colouring Shepards breasts and midsection the same hue as Asari flesh. Shepard caressed the asari’s head tentacles and kissed the dead girl on her forehead.

Startled awake by the gunshot, Tali looked around the room in confusion. “What the fuck was that?!” her eyes met those of the commanders, who was still tenderly caressing the asari corpse. “Did I miss Samara do it? Did I miss her kill herself?” Tali asked, genuinely disappointed she missed her friend's death.

“Indeed you did Tali, shame too. You would have loved the way the blood came pouring out of her. I would have woken you… But you just looked so peaceful laying there.” Replied Shepard, teasingly poking fun at the quarian girl.

Standing up and letting the asari corpse crumple under its own weight the nude and bloodied Shepard did several stretches, and let out a long sigh. She was more than pleased with the way her game had turned out, thrilled with it even. But for the time being she was exhausted and famished, so put off molesting Samara’s corpse. It wasn’t like she was going anywhere now.

Noticing the time, Shepard turned to Tali. “It’s almost dinner time, Tali. You want to go grab a bite to eat with me?”

Her disorientation fading, Tali responded. “Sure… I think that would be OK. Miranda, would you like to join us?”

The only response from Miranda was the continued muffled slurping noises which had been emanating from Jack's corpse since her demise.

Tali chuckled. “Looks like she already started her meal” Shepard laughed along with the quarian. “Let’s bring Samara with us too, I’m sure some of the boys would love to take a crack at her.”

The pair hauled Samara’s body with them to the break room, they left Miranda with the rapidly cooling Kasumi and Jack, but she was more than happy to stay slurping away at the dead biotics ass for the time being.

The End.