"Did they give you the job?" Susan's mother snapped, a frown suddenly creasing her forehead, indicating her tense concern.
For a moment there was silence as Susan tried to calculate of a way to break the bad news to her mother that once again she had not managed to obtain employment. It had been a sore point between her mother and herself, as she had refused a couple of job offers that she didn't care for.
"I suppose you told them you wanted to start at the top," her mother shrugged, "you always did know how to win friends and influence people, dear. Your father spoiled you. I know that. Now, I must pay the price for what he did to you ..."
"What would you say if I joined the Army?"
"I would know you had flipped out," her mother said angrily, as she paced back and forth, indicating how displeased she was with her daughter's suggestion of joining the Army.
"Why not?" Susan smiled, obtaining a warped kind of pleasure seeing how uptight such a suggestion made her mother.
"No daughter of mine is going to join the Army! I'd disown you, dear... now let's talk about the last job you went out for..."
Susan obtained a special kind of warped delight seeing her mother thrown into such a state of turmoil over the possibility she'd join the army.
"They're talking about drafting women anyway," Susan smiled and went on talking in a completely placid manner. As she rambled on, her mother began sniffing something.
"What is that dreadful cologne you are wearing?" she demanded.
"Paris Nights," she replied.
"Smells like a Paris whorehouse," her mother snapped. "You never did have any refined sense of smell when it came to cologne or perfume. No doubt your employer took one whiff of that and figured you had no class."
Susan was tired of being verbally attacked by her mother.
"I suppose you don't approve of my taste in clothes, either."
"Now, that you mention it, no... you dress much too loud for me. I have always said a woman should dress to indicate her sense of color. You have dressed to display your boobs, baby... and it didn't get you the job, either."
"Maybe the Army uniform would please you, Mother dear!"
"Now, don't start insulting me. I've tried my very best to give you good guidance and counsel. It is glaringly apparent you don't appreciate all I'm trying to do for you ..."
Without saying another word, Susan got up from where she was seated on the sofa, crossed the sunken living room quickly, and hurried to the oak circular stairs in the front hall lobby. Her mother called out after her, "Thanks for showing how very much you appreciate my trying to help you, dear!"
But it fell on deaf ears for Susan had deliberately closed her bedroom door behind her, hoping to shut out the continuing rattle of her mother's continuous complaints. She got on the phone and called her boyfriend Brad.
"I... I've got to see you, Brad," she begged him anxiously.
"What's up?"
"I'll tell you when I see you," she whispered.
"Your sweet Mom again?"
"Yes ..."
"Alright, I'll be right over."
When Susan heard Brad's horn honking about an hour later, she wasted no time in getting out of the house. Her mother didn't say a word. She'd become so uptight over Susan not locating a job that she secretly wished she would marry Brad, and then she could handle the whole matter much easier. It was something Susan wished too. But Brad was not about to propose. He liked Susan, but he had about three other attractive girls on the string, and at this point in his male development, he had decided variety was indeed the spice of his bachelor life.
"Hi, beautiful," he smiled at the dark-eyed, soft-skinned, shapely young nineteen year old as she hastily opened the car door and climbed in beside him.
"Hi, Brad," she said sadly. "Mom is on another rampage and I am so sick of her shrieking at me I could ..."
She let her sentence dangle in the air as she realized the horror of her own thoughts, and in one terrifying flash, she recoiled.
"You hate her, don't you?"
"Yes," Susan said somberly. "I shouldn't admit it, but I do..."
"Where do you want to go tonight?" Brad asked, hoping she would suggest they'd go to Pinebluff Point, where they could console each other with some passionate kisses.
"You know where I'd like to go," she said softly.
"Alright," he told her. "Let's go..."
It was a warm, summery night and the twinkling stars were just beginning to sparkle in the sky as Brad wound around the twisting mountain road that led to Pinebluff Point. When he parked the car under the towering pine trees, and turned on the radio, Susan snuggled up to him.
"You've always got me in an emergency," he told her quietly. "I'm sorry you live with your Mom. If you had your own apartment we'd have a cozy little love nest ..."
"I know" Susan nodded, "don't think I don't wish I had my own place too. It's awful with Mom watching over me like a hawk, always complaining about me. If it isn't the cologne or perfume I'm wearing it's my clothes."
"You smell real good to me," Brad said, wrapping his arm protectively about her. "And you dress right too. I love the clothes you wear. You got class]"
Tears of appreciation sprang from Susan's eyes, trickling down her flushed cheeks. "Oh, Brad, you don't know how much it means to me to have someone like you talk to me like that. I'm so tired of being insulted ..."
Brad's hot and eager hands were feeling of her ripe, full bosoms, which pressed invitingly against the white blouse she was wearing.
"She even said I was trying to show my bosoms off by wearing a low-cut blouse ..."
"Can you help it if they're so well-developed they sort of leap out at you?" he smiled, his hands reaching over to massage her full, ripe breasts.
"Oh, Brad... you understand... you really do..."
"Sure I understand, baby," Brad smiled, his hands reaching inside her blouse to explore her ripe bosoms, to pinch the taut nipple tips until they were blood red. His mouth pressed against her sensuous lips. Susan pressed back. His hands feeling of her breasts ignited her passions. She was released at last from the downer that her mother had launched her on that afternoon. Everything she wanted in life was seated beside her. Brad was a muscular, handsome young blonde who turned-on plenty of young ladies and some older ones too. But to capture him as her private property was her goal. And tonight, she felt so desperate, she thought she might give in. Maybe then he would propose. That would solve so much\
When Brad begged her to slip her blouse off, she hesitated at first. However, the lusty, sensuous look in his appealing blue eyes revealed to her how desperate he was to have sex with her; she found herself relenting in spite of herself.
Once, she'd slipped her blouse off, she let him lick and suck upon her bountiful breasts. The thrilling sensations of his wet slick tongue lapping along her smooth bosoms aroused her. And then his mouth pressed suction-cup tight on the taut nipple-tip, driving her almost out of her mind with sexual ecstasy.
"Ahhhh, ohhhhh, yess, yesssss," she begged eagerly. And then, he did something that shocked and surprised her. Reaching for the zipper on his fly, he reached inside his pants and pulled out his throbbing, long penis.
"Here's something sweet and juicy for you to suck on," he smiled proudly. Susan stared down between Brad's legs at his huge, throbbing, upraised cock. He was gripping it proudly at its base, reaching inside his white cotton shorts with his other hand to pull out his swelling, hairy balls.
"Don't tell me you never gave a guy a blow-job before, baby?" Brad grinned.
Susan shook her head.
"Bout' time you begin," he said, reaching behind her neck and gently forcing her down between his legs. "You liked it when I sucked your tits, didn't you? Well, I'd enjoy it a-lot if you'd lick my prick! Here's your chance ..."
Now, he had his cock almost even with her mouth. She didn't feel she could comply with his request. It just seemed wrong. She couldn't possibly slip her mouth over his cock... never... neverrrrrrr! But, Brad's persistent hand was pressing her down... down farther, ever closer to his pants. He could feel her hot breath upon his cock.
"Suck me, Susan. C'mon, suck my cock good," the young boy panted passionately, as he pressed the back of her neck, forcing her mouth down over his huge cock.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, Brad," she groaned, 'UUUUUUNNNNNNGGGGGHHHHHHH!" His lurid, long prick had slipped into her mouth.
"Suck me! Suck me good! OHHHH, YESSSS, YESSSSS," he gasped. His lust thickened penis slid through her soft moist lips into the steaming cavern of her mouth, his bloated member slithering up the length of her tongue and filling her violated mouth completely with its stiffened hardness.
Brad began to fuck his cock in and out of her obscenely distorted mouth, while his hands held tight to her head in a vise-like grip, his palms pressed hard against her ears. The helplessly, tormented girl wanted to struggle against him, but she couldn't. She liked his hard, rubbery cock sliding in and out between her lips into the hot and moist shelter of her mouth. She even liked the aroma of his crotch. Her fingertips began manipulating his testicles.
Now and then she would feel a twinge of shame, realizing the lewd defilement of her open mouth was the most humiliating act she had ever been called upon to perform.
She stared, almost awe stricken at the length of Brad's long hard cock rising from the blonde curly hair of his manly loins, jerking in lewd pulsations up between her lips like some snake.
"SUCK ME, SUSAN, BABY... SUCK... SUCK MY PRICK... OHHH, BABY, I'LL FEED YOU MY CUM. I WANT TO SEE YOU SUCK AND SWALLOW MY LOAD!"
What a terrifying thing he was thinking of now she thought to herself. But, she couldn't run away from the reality she was actually enjoying. And this was what tormented her most of all.
He began to fuck up into the young girl's mouth faster and harder, thrusting down her throat without mercy. His strong hands held her in place as he rammed it to her with savage force.
"Suck... suck my prick... suck it off... OHHHHH, AHHHHH, YESSS, AHHHHHH! Eat it... eat the good tasting stuff ..."
He grabbed her head, watching his own palpitating cock sliding between her sensuous, full lips as he face fucked her without mercy.
Her eagerly sucking mouth moved ceaselessly up and down Brad's rigid pulsating penis.
"OH, YESS, YESSSS!" he gasped as his rigidly pummeling cock thrust forward in a regular rhythm, matching her mouth movements in a perfect fuck and suck synchronization.
For some perverse reason, Susan discovered she was becoming more and more excited and this was what troubled her the most. He kept pummeling his long hard cock into her eagerly sucking mouth, nearing climax. Her fingers instinctively reached down to caress and fondle his testicles. Shivers of erotic delight tingled up and down his spine as she did so.
A rapidly rising aura of sensual passion had his balls boiling. His white hot cum was ready to erupt in her greedily sucking mouth. His hips rocked forward as he neared orgasm.
He reached down to play with her firm young breasts, pinching the nipple tips as he continued rhythmically fucking her face.
Her voracious mouth gripped his long convulsing cock. She enjoyed sucking his pistoning thick penis into her mouth with a desire she never realized she possessed.
The saliva in her mouth was becoming thick from his pre-seminal emissions which issued lustily from the tip of his pulsing, blood-engorged cock.
Susan could feel his strong hips writhing and straining against her bobbing head as though he were in the spasmodic throes of a convulsion, his fingers twisting in her long dark hair, as he furiously face fucked her.
"YESSS, OHHHH, AHHHHH, LIKE THAT! NOW, THAT'S WHAT I CALL GIVING GOOD HEAD! SUCK... SUCK, BABY, SUCK!"
He fucked into her open hot mouth as though it was just another moist cunt into which he was expressing all the impact of his pent-up, lusty youth. Susan could feel his battering penis expanding inside her hotly sucking mouth until there was no room left, and it seemed as though he'd cock her with all his prick meat gliding down her throat.
He began to thrust even more powerfully into her already battered throat. He threw his head back, as waves of lusty, passionate pleasure raced through his body.
"AHHHHH, OHHHHH, YESSSS, LICK MY PRICK, OHHH, SWALLOW MY CUMMMM," he groaned, grabbing her head, and forcefully fucking her in deep-throat thrusts that drove her almost out of her mind with delirious delight.
Her lust lips tensed around his throbbing thickness, as still more desperate sounds of rasping lust gurgled from deep in his throat. "SUCK... SUCK IT OFFFFF!" He was sinking the full length of his rigidly twitching male member as far as it would go into her gasping throat as he groaned, "ARRRGGGGGHHHHH! I'M CUMMMING!"
Susan fought to breathe. The young blonde boys straining testicles erupted, shooting his white hot cum deep into the warm wet interior of her enveloping mouth with streams that shot into her passionate frenzy, as he pistoned in and out of her mouth with increasing intensity.
"SUCK! SUCK IT OFFFFF!" he gasped, enjoying her mouth movements on his cock.
Susan sucked and swallowed to keep from choking. Her cheeks were grotesquely inflating and deflating continuously from the pressure of his seething hot sperm. Her mouth filled with the delicious taste of his semen, and then his pulsating penis jerked one last time and began softening beneath her still fervently swirling tongue.
Just as Susan was managing to regain her senses from the frantic ejaculation of semen in her mouth, he gripped her head tightly, and thrust forward, as if draining his balls of their last drop of cum. .
"OHHHH, AHHHH, YESSS, EAT IT AAALLLLLL!"
She sucked till it tickled and he had to tell her to stop.
"Enough, already," he grinned, when the tickling sensation replaced the fabulous thrills he had experienced.
As he sat there, a pleased smile on his face, Susan asked about her performance.
"Did I do alright?"
"Baby, sucking head like that would drive any guy mad! You really know how to suck cock... and that was the first time you ever gave any body a blow job?"
"Yes," she nodded.
"Anybody ever eat your pussy!" he winked, "I'd sure like to let you find out what my tongue could do in your twat!"
At that point, Brad opened his mouth and wiggled his tongue in a motion of delight, indicating how aroused, how stimulated he had become.
And then he suggested, "why don't you take everything off... We could really enjoy sex tonight... if you want to..."
"I... I want to," she confessed, as she suddenly began slipping out of her clothes.
The moment Brad saw Susan sitting there on the front car seat bare ass naked and asking for it, he knew she was coming around at last, just the way he always hoped she would.
"Hey, baby, why don't you park your ass in the back seat?" he smiled seductively. "That will give me better access to your sweet little twat. "
As Susan slid up and over the front seat into the back seat of her lover's automobile, she smiled up at him. "You always did have such a nice way of saying things."
She was ready for him now, her legs parting in anticipation, and he scrambled into the back seat to be with her. He got down between her legs, examining her crotch carefully, as if observing the seventh wonder of the world. Noticing every pubic hair curling around her crotch, marveling at her beautiful smooth thighs, and observing moisture starting to seep from her hair-fringed fissure, Brad knew he had some good pussy eating awaiting him.
But he wanted to make her ask for it... to beg for it. He had waited so long that now that she was offering herself to him, he figured he could wait a moment longer.
CHAPTER TWO
Susan's magnificent naked body uninhibitedly throbbed as if she were quivering and vibrating to some primeval savage rhythm. His hot and eager hands slipped under her smooth thighs, under her round ass cheeks as he lustfully pulled her crotch to his face.
"Oh, Brad," she gasped anxiously, "Love me! Eat me! Eat my pussy... OHHHHHHHHH, AHHHHHHHHH, YESSSSSSS!"
Brad smiled, bending over farther as he brought his face even with her juicy vagina. His tongue slipped smoothly inside her, as he pumped in and out of her cunt in a regular rhythm. And it almost drove her out of her mind. Involuntarily, she backed up eagerly as his plunging, stabbing tongue pistoned inside her velvety vagina.
"Come on, baby," he gasped, "that's how you do it! Shove your sweet cunt into my face... let me lick it!"
Susan happily obliged, shoving her vagina at him. He got right in there with his tongue, lapping licking and then he began a rhythmic sliding, flipping tongue dipping action that had her clutching his head, holding him there.
"Yes, yes," she gasped, grasping his head, "when you hold me pinned down like that I almost flip out of my mind! Ahhh, ohhhh, yesss... lick me there... lick my cunt... lick it!"
In her heated passion, she locked her smooth, sweaty thighs against his heated face, as she passionately pumped her juicy pussy right at him.
"I can't stand it! Oh, I never knew it could be like this! I LOOOOOOOVE IT! LICK MEEEE! LICK MY SWEET TWAT! OHHH, YESS, LIKE THAT... I'M ALMOST... THEEERRE!" And then she gushed.
Her hot juicy vagina juices flowed freely, as she gasped in unrestrained lusty passion for her boyfriend to lick her cunt clean.
"Don't stop now," she anxiously panted, "ahhhhh, I'M CUMMMMING AGAIN!" Sure enough. Brad's super tongue job in her twat brought her to a scorching multiple orgasm, driving her nearly crazy with lust.
When he finally did withdraw his tongue from her twat, he licked all around her asshole.
"What are you doing?" she demanded.
"Baby, you're so sweet even your asshole tastes good to me!" As He licked away around her rectum she couldn't help but detect what was happening to his penis. His cock was becoming hard. His penis was lengthening. It was quivering in anticipation.
"I'm going to stick it to you," Brad smiled.
Before the young girl could object, he had positioned himself so that his huge, throbbing cock was even with her asshole.
"FUCK IT," he demanded, "Come on, baby... fuck it!"
His quivering penis was poised at her anal entrance. She could see pre-seminal fluid dripping from its tip. With a sadistic grin on his face, the muscular, athletic young man rode his penis forward. Its huge head couldn't slip past the rubbery right entrance to her rectum.
"Don't do that," she pleaded, "Ohhhh, YOU'RE HURTING ME!" However, he paid no attention to her pleadings. One thought and one thought alone obsessed him.
"I'm going to FUCK YOU!" he grunted, as he rocked his cock forward, sinking it with a powerful, brutal thrust in the entrance of her asshole. "FUCK BABY, FUCK!"
Susan momentarily grimaced in pain, her eyes clenching shut in incredible shame, yet her beautiful naked body was betraying her... and she was actually starting to enjoy it.
Brad grinned sadistically down at her, as he began pistoning his hardening cock in and out of her tight asshole.
"OHHHHH, AHHHHH, YESSSSS, FUCK IT, FUCK, BABY, FUCK," he smiled down at her. Her hips began a slow sensuous movement, a tightening series of circles around his turgid impaling thickness. The bruised and ravaged walls of her anal sheath began quivering and contracting lewdly around the skewering hardness of his huge cock. Her body seemed to throb as if she were vibrating to an inner erotic rhythm. She started involuntarily to back up eagerly onto his thick, pistoning penis, pushing hard against his sinewy young loins as every fucking inch of his erection disappeared between her shuddering buttock cheeks. Her fleshy ass clenched and unclenched in lewd arousal.
"Hey, watch you wiggle your ass," he smiled, "What a cock hound you are!"
Brad was gasping excitedly as the naked young girl began passionately pumping her hips in a sensuous grinding dance of remarkable sensual arousal.
She groaned again and again as she pushed eagerly back, skewering herself hurtfully again and again on his thick fleshy cock. Her love juices were aroused in her vagina, as he sodomized her. She couldn't comprehend why she had become so totally turned-on with his pumping, pummeling cock-stabs as he furiously fucked her.
"FUCK IT!" she gasped, "FUCK MEEEEE! FUCK MEEEEEEE!" The wild passionate pleasure they experienced now had them both writhing and twisting, their bodies sweating, their minds reeling in the throes of inspiring sexual ecstasy.
When she became so aroused with his wild love-making, it caused him to drive his thick prick even deeper into her asshole. His thrusts were plundering her asshole, causing her to reach up and grip his shoulders, as he rammed away.
"FUCK ME, FUCK ME," she cried out eagerly, "HARDER! OHHH, AHH, YESSS, YESSS! I WANT IT... EVERY FUCKING INCH OF IT... SLIDING UP MY ASSHOLE! OHHHHH, AHHHHHHH, YESSSSS, YESSSSSS!"
She began a whining litany of ecstatic frenzy, her ripe lush bosoms bouncing up and down until Brad reached up to grasp them crudely, squeezing them until the flesh ridged between his fingers, and he could feel the turgid rigidity of her nipples boring into his palms.
Deep, pistoning lunges; thrust after thrust of hard cock, boring deeply up her asshole, sodomizing her with frantic frenzy.
"AHHHH, OHHHHH, YESSSS, YESSSSS, I'M ALMOOOOOOST THERE," he cried out eagerly. "It feels so GOOOOOOOD! You're so TIGHT UP YOUR ASSHOLE!"
This got her even hotter.
"FUCK ME HARDER... FUCK ME IN THE ASS WITH YOUR BIG HARD DICK! YESSSS, OHHHHH, I LOVE IT... I LOVE EVERY FUCKING INCH OF IT, FUCK MEEEEE!"
He thrust deeply into her guts, lustfully ravishing her hot, tight asshole, enjoying it intensely, immensely.
His fingers grip her firm, resilient breasts, and he squeezed them, as he continued defiling her behind, with his degrading prick plunges up her tight anal opening.
"You like that, huh?" he smiled down at her. Susan smiled up at him, nodding, and begging for more. "FILL ME WITH YOUR COCK! I CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF IT. OHHH, AHHHH, I WANT YOU... I WANT YOU SHOOTING YOUR LOAD IN ME... up my asshole!"
"I'M CUMMMMMING," Brad gashed as he exploded his cum load high up her asshole. Perspiration was dripping from the hollows and crevices of his body as he finished screwing her ass, with deep, boring prick stabs.
"FUCK... FUCK... FUCK MEEEEEEE!" she pleaded as he went on riding up her rectum with driving prick-stabs.
It was easy sliding now. Brad always obtained the keenest delight from sodomy when he'd fill a young girl's tight asshole with his own, thick, hot cum... making her ass slick and easy sliding.
"AHHHHHHH!" he groaned, "Milk me! Squeeze your ass muscles. Milk the cum out of my cock!"
She thrilled to his slick dick sliding up her asshole, and twisted her butt around, churning her hips, milking him. When he finally did, slowly ease out of her, he told her how much pleasure he had derived from making it this way.
"Sodomy is super," he smiled, "you're tight up there all right. And I'll bet your virgin ass."
"Yes," Susan nodded, and then as Brad lay there on the back car seat beside her, she asked him bluntly, "aren't you ever going to get serious about me?"
Brad burst out laughing.
"Baby, I'm not getting serious about any woman. I love them and leave them... as the saying goes!"
That somehow hit Susan the wrong way. She had given in to him at last. She had given him everything he wanted, and then some. Now, he was telling her she was just another "thrill" in his lineup of women he could seduce.
"How do I rate on your personal fuck parade?" she snapped. "Would you score me high or low... or maybe in the middle!"
Ignoring how bitter she had become, she tried to get him to realize he couldn't go on forever picking up with different women.
"Someday, you'll get tired of this... playing around," she said flatly.
"That'll be the day," he said nervously, reaching for his white cotton shorts he'd discarded in the front seat. Slipping into his shorts, he began dressing. For a stunned moment, Susan sat there motionless. She knew what she had to do. She was going to join the Army. That would at least take her away from dealing with her meddlesome mother, and her conniving boyfriend, both of whom she thoroughly despised at the moment.
"Aren't you going to dress before we drive back?" Brad finally demanded testily.
"Alright," she nodded, "I'll get dressed... I was just thinking."
Susan hastily slipped into her clothes. When Brad asked her what she was thinking about, he was curious to find out exactly what was on her mind.
"I was thinking about how nice it would be to join the Army!"
Brad's jaw dropped a mile.
"You've got to be kidding," he shook his head. "The Army doesn't pay much. You'd hate it... I know you would."
"It wasn't because of the pay that I said I wanted to be in the Army," she declared.
"Why, then?"
"The adventure... the excitement... and think how many men I'd have to pick from for a date?"
"I'd rather not think about it," Brad shook his head grimly. "You'd probably come back home with so much sex mileage I wouldn't want to screw you anymore."
"Why a perfectly dreadful thing for you to say," she snapped.
"I was only telling the truth," he hastened to explain, as he backed up the car, and headed down the winding mountain road to the highway.
"You are selfish," she said softly. "You want to have your cake and eat it too. You want me for a 'steady' girlfriend and then you want to find other women at the same time. You should have a harem."
"Not a bad idea," Brad smiled, as he drove onto the freeway and headed for Susan's home. He turned on the radio to a rock music station, and kept time to the music by tapping on his thigh.
"Well, if I was in the army," she reminded him, "I'd have a stable full of men, wouldn't I? And maybe some of them would take me out disco dancing and to dinner without expecting sex in exchange. That would be a refreshing change from the way you've treated me."
"What the fuck do you want?" Brad finally shrieked, "you want wedding bells or something? Hell, I screwed you good! Some women pay me for what you got free!"
"What?" Susan shrieked right back at him, "You mean you are selling fucks! I'm glad you told me because I can tell you how much I think a screwing from you is worth!"
Instantly, Susan knew who he was talking about. The widow lady that he said he was helping with her shopping, as a goodwill gesture. She suspected as much, .but until now was not certain.
"I figured as much," she finally said, "pardon me while I reach for my vomit bag."
Brad got so angry he threatened to pull the car off the freeway and let her out right there.
"Alright, just take me home," she demanded hotly.
"I'd love to... as fast as I can," he declared as he drove rapidly down the highway once he'd gotten off the freeway.
When Susan stepped in the front door, her mother instantly knew something was wrong.
"What's bugging you, baby?" she asked her daughter softly.
"You should ask who?" she snapped, "that sex maniac Brad tried to sodomize me."
"How evil," her mother gasped, covering her face with her hands to protect her from the horror of it all.
"Of course I fought him off. But I never want to see him again. Never! Never! Never!"
"Do you think we should call the police? I mean you could have him put away for a thing like that."
"It would serve the bastard right," Susan nodded gravely, "If he was serving time maybe somebody would try to sodomize him in jail. Then, he'd find out what it feels like to be assaulted that way, the devil!"
"Should you go to a doctor tomorrow?" her mother suggested nervously.
"No, that won't be necessary," she shook her head, "but someway I've got to get even ..."
Her mother handed her the classified section of the newspaper. "I circled the ad I thought you'd be interested in," she declared. "They're looking for a Girl Friday. A girl who can type, take shorthand, answer the phone, and arrange trips, and sometimes even accompany the boss on convention trips. Sounds interesting."
"Not to me," Susan shook her head, "Every 'Girl Friday' ad I've ever answered the boss lets you know he expects "freebie sex". Well, that's not for me. I'm thinking of joining the Army."
"You wouldn't do a thing like that to me," her mother declared. "How could you even suggest such a thing! It's downright immoral!"
"That's where you're all wrong! I think a girl has more freedom in the armed services. Don't think for one minute that the men on the classified pages are any different. They're all the same... animals. But if I was in the service I could complain to my commanding officer."
"It's immoral! Placing so few women with so many men! It means you are going to be the target of their designs, always having to fend off their advances."
"I can take care of myself," Susan declared.
"That's what you think," her mother shuddered. "When a man wants a woman he will say anything... anything to get her to do what he wants her to. So, why don't you use some common sense and forget this Army nonsense."
Seeing how much her decision displeased her mother turned on a perverse streak in Susan.
"No way! I've made up my mind. At least I'd be out of your hair, Mother darling. You wouldn't have to worry about me being a good girl when I go out on dates."
"I'd be worrying all the time," her Mother snapped, "I don't like to think about it... you haven't been smoking anything, have you?" she asked, her head turning to the side, as her eyes narrowed, looking directly into Susan's eyes.
"Of course not," she told her, "I'm going to bed now. But tomorrow, I'll be up and at' em... I'm going to join the Wacs."
Saying no more, the shapely young woman got up from the sofa, and strode over to the staircase where she gazed sadly at her Mother who was on the verge of tears.
"Don't let it throw you! I'm a big girl now. I can take care of myself! You better learn Karate," her mother shook her head nervously.
As Susan undressed to go to bed, she couldn't help reliving all that had happened that night.
At first, she had been tremendously fearful about Brad. She was afraid of what he wanted to do to her. Afraid that he would somehow make her suffer, make her cry out in pain and anguish when he had insisted on anal intercourse. But to her complete surprise, she had intensely enjoyed what she had experienced.
And what also surprised her was how much she thrilled to the erotic sensation of his tongue sliding up her cunt hole. As she slipped naked into her bed, and pulled the white, crisp sheets over her body, she wished Brad was naked beside her. She'd go down on him, lick his balls, suck his prick, and swallow his cum-load and enjoy the taste of him. What had happened to her? She had been seduced, and she loved it-... every fucking, sucking second of it!
CHAPTER THREE
Susan was bound and determined to enter the armed services, and two months later, she finally did get her wish. She was sent to a base in the deep south. Here she became a private secretary for a handsome, blonde young captain.
"Captain Camden," she asked him one afternoon, "do you care if I quit work half an hour early?"
The blonde, vigorous, young Captain studied her closely. He hated to think of her dating the other servicemen as he knew they would cause her plenty of distress, as he could see what a sensitive young woman she was, and how difficult it would be for her to cope with all the advances the horny servicemen would make.
"Got a date?" the interested Captain asked the young women who was sitting close by at a typewriter.
"Yes," she confessed.
"That's nice," he said, the expression on his face betraying his words. "However, let me warn you about some of the men around here..."
Instantly, the blue eyed, dark-haired young woman knew what he was aiming at. He was obviously thinking of her for himself. He was finding her most appealing, and it troubled him to think of anyone else having her but himself.
"I'd like to tell you the truth about things around here," he warned her. "You can't trust some of the young men in the army when they see a female like you. You have that special appeal that causes them to... to react very boldly."
"Oh, thank you for warning me," she exclaimed, "do you know anything about PFC Craig De Gaston?"
The Captain shook his head, "You are very fortunate you mentioned him to me. He is what you might call a sex maniac... likes fresh young girls, and even engages them in orgies if he can."
Susan shook her head in despair. "How awful! Oh, I'm so glad you warned me..."
"Just in time," the captain smiled, "in time for you to cancel! Why don't you call him up and let him know how you feel about going out with him tonight."
"Of course," Susan nodded, at the handsome, young captain as he began fumbling through a folder on his desk, hoping that she would busy herself with the phone call promptly.
Susan managed to get Craig quickly at his post of duty. She explained that she wasn't feeling well, and profusely apologized. When she placed the phone back on its cradle, she glanced out of the corner of her eye, and saw the young captain's face register a pleased as punch expression.
"Well, I did the right thing," she sighed, "I'm so glad you told me------"
"Oh, that's alright," the Captain assured her, "I want to help you any way I know how!"
"I hardly know how to thank you," she smiled suggestively. "And I feel guilty taking your valuable time to worry about my problems."
It didn't take long for the young, smiling Captain to set her mind at ease.
"You don't have to worry about a thing" he assured her, "It is always my pleasure to help a lovely young lady like yourself. So many young girls come into the service fully unprepared to cope with the sometimes horny men who pursue them relentlessly."
"So true," she smiled innocently.
"I wonder if I might be so bold as to take you to dinner tonight."
"Why, Captain," she grinned eagerly up at him, ' this is indeed an honor and a joy. If it hadn't been for what you told me who knows what might have happened to me tonight ..."
That evening when the Captain called for the young female who was discovering a whole new world of life in the service lay before her, he was pleased with her appearance. She had showered, and applied light make-up, and her skin shone, her eyes were radiant.
"You look so beautiful," he sighed, obviously captivated with her most appealing charms. "Why, thank you," she smiled up at him. They both felt a magnetic sexual vibration toward one another that was giving them both a new-found excitement.
"Where do you want to go for dinner?" he asked her.
"Anyplace you would like to go would be fine," she assured him. And so the young captain headed for Pierre's, a small French cafe not too far from the Army base.
"Makes me think I'm back in Paris," Eric smiled. "I like the atmosphere."
The delicious aroma of French cooking, the red and white checked table-cloths, the used brick wall, and the small individual booths, with their curtains which provided privacy for the candle-lit tables all told just how much like an authentic Paris sidewalk cafe this was.
When they were seated the waiter promptly took the order for the wine, and then they ordered dinner. All during dinner, Susan felt Eric's eyes on her. They seemed to warm her heart, to make her feel loved. She felt certain Eric would not be such a lust-demon as Brad had been. And Brad was the last man she had gone out with.
As they finished dinner, Eric's eyes focused on hers.
"I find you the most fascinating female I've ever encountered in the service," he whispered softly.
The emotion in his voice betrayed his sincerity and it deeply touched Susan's young heart, just a he had calculated it would.
When he was driving her home, he admitted, "I wish I was the kind of man who could invite you to a motel for a night and shower your magnificent body with hot kisses to express what I feel for you with my lips... caressing you, licking you, loving you all over."
"You shouldn't talk like that," the young female reminded her captain boss.
"I know I shouldn't, but you have that kind of appeal that can drive a man mad..."
"Really?" Susan gulped nervously. Her mind suddenly flashed back to Brad. All too vividly she recalled how he had gone ape for her body. Maybe she had been too hard on him. Maybe his actions weren't completely his fault. Possibly, he found himself caught in a whirlpool of lust and couldn't control his emotions.
"I'm telling you the truth. Right now I've got a hard-on just sitting here in the front seat of the car. As a matter of fact I have a hard-on half the time you are around me in the office. It isn't easy to keep my mind oh my work when you get me so aroused."
"That's why my Mother said women shouldn't join the service. She said I'd have to spend half my time preventing pregnancies."
"You can't get pregnant with a tongue," Captain Eric Camden laughed, as he drove up to a garish motel that advertised boldly in a flashing neon sign, "Water Beds, Adult Closed Circuit Movies, Mirrors & More!"
Noticing the car in which they had been driving had suddenly stopped and the captain was parking at a motel room near the rear of the huge complex, she demanded, "Why on earth are you stopping here?"
"Can't you guess?"
"I... I thought you said I wouldn't be safe with PFC Craig De Gaston," she reminded him, "looks as if I won't be very safe with you either!"
"But, honey, you do prefer a Captain to a Corporal, don't you?"
The Captain made a bold move. Reaching for her hand, he pulled it swiftly over to his bulging crotch.
"Feel of it... doesn't that tell you something!" For a moment, Susan didn't know what to say. She suddenly did desire him. She wanted desperately to have sex with him, as her mind began to spin and whirl. Yet, to have such lusty desires burning within her body must mean she'd crossed the line from innocence to depravity.
"You want it," Eric smiled, pressing her hand down harder on the outline of his rigid penis in his pants. "Come on, baby... listen to me! I want you to enjoy it... let's go into our room."
"Our room?" Susan instantly questioned him, a tinge of sarcasm lacing her voice as she spoke, her eyes suddenly glaring at him in anger.
"I figured it would be inappropriate for a captain to have sex with a PFC in the front seat of a car," he explained, "so I arranged in advance, I hope you don't mind ..."
"What if I do, Captain?" she smirked.
"Please call me Eric," he said smoothly, "and let's quit wasting time. If you're as hungry for me as I am for you, we've got a super good time ahead of us."
"You win," Susan smiled, pulling her hand away from his crotch. "This is the wrong place to have sex... I can agree to that"
They got out of the car and Eric led the way to their motel room. He opened the door, and it was a spacious room. As he snapped the light switch, she looked around the room and could see it was furnished with a king sized water bed, strategically placed so that the people on the bed could see the television with the adult films while they were having sex.
"This is a fornication palace," Eric laughed as he strode over to the television and turned it on to see the sex film that was playing.
"I... I've never been to one of these places before," she admitted. "It is kind- of mysterious... I mean the whole place is created just to give people a wild time..."
"Kinky sex is the best sex," the horny, young Captain smiled as he watched the demonstration of some far-out sex on the large color television.
A bare ass naked black man was stretched out on the bed, his ass-cheeks up in the air as a beautiful naked blonde girl got her face down around his crotch. Her hands reached for his ass globes, which she gripped firmly. Her face got between his ass-cheeks, her tongue finding its target in his ass-crack. Soon, she let her tongue lick and lash all around his tight anus.
"OHHH, AHHHH, YESSS, YESSSSS," he groaned, as he became more aroused, "Eat my ass out! Lick it, bitch... lick my asshole!"
Eric observed, "Looks like they're having fun!"
"I don't know about the girl," Susan shook her head, "but it appears the black dude is flipping out getting his ass licked so good."
"How would you like to do that for me?" the captain smiled, nodding in desire. "I promise you I'll do the same for you!"
"I... I guess so," Susan replied, "first I want to take a nice relaxing shower and then we can... have sex."
"As you like it," he smiled, "as you like it!"
First, Susan stripped. The Captain watched carefully as she removed all of her clothes. When she had removed her brassiere, and tossed her skimpy white nylon panties aside, he finished undressing, pulling down his white cotton shorts, letting his thick prick spring up to instant life before Susan's excited eyes.
Grasping his thick penis firmly in his hand, Eric grinned, "Got something for you... something real nice!"
Susan could detect cum on the tip of his cock. It was pre-seminal fluid, and she suddenly felt the lusty urge to lick it.
"Like it?" he smiled proudly, as he glanced down at his quivering hard penis, throbbing with desire in his hand. . "Yes..." she admitted.
The Captain stepped ahead of her into the shower. As the shower water ran down over their bodies, he took the soap and slid it over her lush bosoms. He teasingly traced down her smooth flat stomach to her vagina, and then he inserted it into her cunt hole, as if he were suddenly fucking her with the soap. She loved the sensation that he was generating in her pussy.
When he'd done that a moment or two, he told her to turn around. "I want to slip the soap between your ass cheeks."
Obediently, the young female PFC slipped the soap between her buttocks, and then he gripped it and soap fucked her asshole.
"Let me do that to you," she suggested, "that should be fun V
Wasting no time, he spun around, and let Susan slide the slippery soap between his sinewy firm ass cheeks. He slowly turned around, letting his rigid cock stand up in front of him.
Grasping it, he told Susan to soap it down. Without hesitating, she let the soap slide the length of his cock. He thrilled to the unique sensation it was generating in his loins.
"OHHH, AHHHH, YESSSS," he gasped, "LET'S GO BACK IN THE BEDROOM. I CAN HARDLY WAIT TO SUCK AND FUCK!"
Susan never said a word, but she followed the handsome, muscular, broad-shouldered captain out of the shower. She dried off, and so did he. Then, together they got on the bed, and soon Eric's arms swept around her. Out of the corner of his eye he could see what was happening on television. There was a scene of the naked black guy with his huge, thick penis plunging into the white girl's grasping, twisting vagina. As the camera moved in for a tremendous close-up, all that could be seen on the screen was the thick, long, black shaft sliding in a savage rhythm into the grasping, hair-fringed fissure. The curly blonde pubic hair was being pushed back as the black man rammed it to her with repeated cock-stabs, thrilling, exciting and stimulating her.
"Fuck," the black man gasped as he rutted into the white girl's tight cunt, "Fuck... fuck every damned inch of my prick... fuck my black pecker-meat, white lady!"
The blonde's writhing, twisting, naked body responding in such a frenzied manner, served only to accelerate Eric's passionate pitch, as he felt his emotions rising higher... ever higher!
"That really turns me on watching fuck flicks," the captain told the female PFC. "Why don't we begin our sex, like they began, with some good hot ass-licking action!?"
For a second, Susan hesitated. Secretly she wanted to please the handsome, blonde captain who was over her, anyway she could. Finally, she silently nodded, "if that turns you on... I guess it is alright!"
"Once you get used to doing these kinky things, you'll be begging me to let you lick my butt," he smiled, as he lay back, propping his sinewy, firm ass globes up on a couple of pillows.
He parted his firm ass-cheeks for her in an open invitation.
"It's all yours, every sweet sucking inch of my asshole. Tongue fuck it after you suck it!"
Sliding her hands under his smooth bare buttocks, she brought her flushed face to his smooth rear. And then she lightly permitted her tongue to caress all around his asshole, causing him to wiggle on the bed so much, she had to hold him still.
"COME ON, LICK IT," he begged, "LICK MY ASSHOLE!" Closing her eyes, she suddenly let her tongue circle his anal opening.
Eric enjoyed the sensation of feeling her hands gripping and clutching on his ass-globes. But what he enjoyed even more was the way her tongue swept smoothly all around his anal opening. She had such class, such dignity in her tongue lashing movements around his asshole, that for a moment he obtained the distinct impression she might have done this before. But, he was enjoying it so keenly now, he wasn't about to ask her anything.
"Ohhh, Ahhhh, YESSSS, NOW... NOW YOU'RE LICKING! LIKE THAT! OHHH, AHHHH, I LOVE IT! REACH FOR MY PRICK! JACK ME WHILE YOU EAT MY ASS OUT! AHHHH, YESSS. GIVE ME A GOOD OLD FASHIONED RIM AND JERK JOB!"
Reaching for his throbbing cock, she pulled on it without mercy, Eric's lust-bloated balls slapping at his bare buttocks with a fury. And then her insistent tongue suddenly plunged right up his tight rectum, giving Eric exquisite pleasure.
"YESSSS, OHHHHHH, YESSSSSSSSS, AHHHHH, SUCK ASS... SUCK MY ASS OUT," he begged eagerly, "I LOVE IT... I LOOOOOOVE IT!"
Rhythmically whipping her tongue up Eric's tight asshole, she wasted no time, in keeping her hand pumping up and down on his dick.
"YESS, YESSSS," he groaned, his voice becoming a litany now, as overpowering waves of pleasure rocketed through his body, as her tongue continued invading the tight precincts of his rectum.
"BABY, YOU ARE THE BEST ASS SUCKER IN THE WORLD! I'M ALMOST SHOOTING MY WAD JUST FROM THAT! OH, HONEY, WHIP YOUR TONGUE OUT OF MY BUTT, AND PUT YOUR MOUTH ON MY DICK. I WANT TO FEED YOU MY STUFF!"
Wasting no time, the beautiful dark-haired, blue eyed young beauty slipped her tongue from his tight asshole, and licked up the underside of his cockshaft. When she came to its tip, she lovingly licked, nibbled and then, he reached out and guided her down over his prick.
Her mouth was slick with saliva as she slid down the length of his prick to its base.
"SUCK MY COCK OFF," he groaned, "YESSSS, BABY, LICK IT! AHHH, OHHHHH, AHHHHHH... SUCK IT OFF!"
She "could feel his hips pumping forward, as he sank every inch of his throbbing prick meat down her throat.
"I love to deep throat fuck," he told her frankly, as he continued thrusting his cock down her throat, his bloated balls slapping at her lips, as he fucked hard and fast.
"TAKE IT," he cried out passionately, running his fingers through her hair. "TAKE EVERY FUCKING INCH OF IT! OHHHHH, AHHHHH, YESSS, YESS, SUCK MY COCK... SUCK IT OFF... SWALLOW MY CUM... YOU'LL LOVE THE SWEET TASTE OF MY JISSUM."
Her cheeks ballooned out, as he pumped forward, every brutal thrust almost choking her.
"AHHHH, YESSS, THAT'S HOW YOU DO IT! EAT IT... EAT MY COCK... SUCK ME OOOOFFFFFF!"
It seemed as if she couldn't get enough of his prick meat. She wanted every fucking inch of his cock. She wanted his tingling testicles, sweaty and bloated slapping at her lips, as he'd pump it all the way in, and then suddenly pull out.
"Finger fuck my asshole," he begged, "That'll get me there quicker." Parting his writhing, twisting ass-cheeks, she slowly inserted her index finger right up his rectum. He delivered a brutal cock stab down her throat, and exploded his thick, white-hot jissum.
She sucked and swallowed every delicious drop of his thick, spurting semen, thrilling at the taste of it, enjoying every drop.
CHAPTER FOUR
They took a breather once Eric had gotten his rocks off.
"Relax a moment," he smiled at her, as she continued licking and sucking all around his balls, and his ass crack.
Resting her head on the captain's thigh, she smiled up at him. "You talk about kinky sex... wow! You are in no position to talk about anybody doing it anyway!"
They looked at the television which was now featuring a double fuck. Two couples were having sex in tandem. There was a king size bed, mirrors on the side walls, and the two couples in the throes of sexual ecstasy. Both naked women were lying on their backs, their buttocks propped up on pillows, while their lovers were straddling them, sliding their thick, throbbing pricks into their cunt-holes with wild abandon. Both women were obviously enjoying it, for all at once they were squeezing their thighs around their male lovers, squeezing their ass-globes, and enjoying themselves immensely.
"Fuck me," one woman cried out passionately, and she was soon joined by the other woman who cried out with equal fervor, "Screw me... let me have it... every fucking inch of your dick! Shove it to me... yessssss!"
The wild, abandoned way that they were going at it inspired the horny, blonde young Captain. His cock was becoming rigid and erect all over again.
"You've got a repeater peter," Susan smiled, as she reached down to gently grip and squeeze his huge male member.
"So you like that?" he smiled proudly, as she started stroking him.
"You know it! You tasted good, Eric. I never knew it was possible to enjoy cocksucking... and sperm swallowing. Now I do!"
"I've known about oral sex a long time," the muscular young captain told the PFC. "Eating cunt was my specialty in high school. The girl's used to call me, Eric Long Tongue!" he smiled lustily.
"Oh, Eric... why don't you... you know... lick me..."
"Lick what?" he smiled, pleased that the innocent young PFC was now asking him for sex.
Patting her pussy, she shyly exclaimed, "lick it down there!"
"I never thought you'd ask," he said, getting off the bed abruptly, his throbbing long penis standing out in front of him.
Wasting no time, Eric returned to the bed with a small container that puzzled the female PFC.
"What have you got there?"
"A pussy jelly kit," he grinned good naturedly, "Haven't you ever heard of these fabulous kits?" -"No," she admitted, "I haven't! What in the world is it?" Her eyes focused on the four inch by four inch white plastic kit. It contained seven different plastic containers. There was lemon, strawberry, chocolate, green-mint, blackberry, cherry, and coconut cream. Her eyes widened in wonder as the horny, young captain explained how he planned to use them.
"One plastic container slips up your asshole and I squeeze it. The better to eat your ass out! And another one will slip into your sweet twat and I'll squeeze the delicious contents, and your ass will be ready for sweet suckin', and so will your cunt! How about that?"
"What won't they think of next?"
"Beats me," the captain smiled, as he told her which flavors he'd prefer. "I think I'd like a strawberry flavor in your slick asshole and cherry flavor pussy jelly in your sweet little cunt-hole."
"Sounds exciting to me," she smiled, "let's try it!" With her shapely ass cheeks propped up on pillows, the Captain promptly proceeded to slip the strawberry plastic container up her tight asshole. When he had managed to insert it past the tight rubbery entrance, he then proceeded to slip the cherry pussy jelly container in her cunt. He squeezed, and its contents oozed into her pussy. Then, he tossed the empty plastic container aside and prepared for some real nice licking action.
"Ill lie on my back," he suggested, "and you can straddle my face with that sweet cunt of yours."
Climbing on top of him, she wasted no time and lowering her naked pussy over his face. He gently licked at her hair-fringed fissure, and then let his tongue slip and slide around her ass-crack. Her hips gently swung up and down, and he became more excited every moment.
"Keep it up," she begged, "I love it when you lick around my strawberry asshole."
Indeed the hot-blooded young captain was enjoying himself, feasting on her asshole. His tongue gently eased up her tight anal passage, and the delicious taste of strawberry, mingling with the naturally delightful aroma of pussy tantalized him.
"Lick... lick it... all around my asshole... OHHH, AHHH, YESS, TONGUE FUCK IT! OH, ERIC... I LOVE IT... WHIP YOUR TONGUE UP MY ASSSS, AHHHHHHHHH, OHHHHHHH, YESSSSSSS!"
Eric gladly accommodated her, plunging his tongue in a regular rhythm up her tight rectum, as she continued to hump his tongue, up and down, slick and quick, strawberry taste and all.
"EAT MY ASS OUT," the PFC exclaimed lustfully, as the Captain's tongue continued whipping up her asshole.
It wasn't very difficult for the Captain to tell the PFC was enjoying his ass-suck-lick action. For she was panting passionately her perspiration dripping from the crevices of her body. But now he knew it was time to tongue fuck her twat, as she was just beginning to juice. Hastily, he flipped his tongue from her asshole, and eased it ever so gently into her cherry-lined cunt. The intoxicating combination of her pussy juices, mingling with the delicious cherry taste was driving him almost out of his mind.
"YESSSS, OHHHHH, AHHHHH, JUST LIKE THAT!" he groaned, "OHHHH, AH, AHHHHHH, YOU TASTE FANTASTIC!"
"Quit talking and go on licking my pussy," she panted passionately, finding herself becoming more excited every moment. "That's it... ohh, ahhhh, yesss, yesssss, eat me... eat my pusssssy!"
Now the Captain's tongue was gliding inside her cunt, and she was going out of her mind, as she humped his face, watching his forehead bead with glistening perspiration as he became more excited when he ate her.
"TONGUE FUCK MY TWAT!" she begged, greedily lowering her dripping vagina directly over his face. "YESSSS! THAT'S THE WAY YOU DO IT! EAT IT... EAT MY CUNT... EAT IT CLEAN... SUCK IT... AHHH, OHHHH!"
The innocent young female PFC had been transformed into a wild, kinky fuck-factory. She was demanding it! Panting, pleading, begging for it, and flipping out in the process!
"I LOVE IT WHEN YOU LICK LIKE THAT," she exclaimed, "OHH, AHH, YESSSS, NIBBLE MY LOVE SUTTON, BABY... OHHHH, I'M CUMMMMMMING!"
Sure enough, Susan was coming. Her love juices mingling with the cherry pussy jelly, giving the Captain the treat he wanted.
"EAT IT," she spat at him, as she saw his tongue plunge inside her cunt. "YESSSS! OHHH, AHHHH, EAT MY CUNT OUT! LICK IT CLEAN!"
When he'd finished giving her a tongue job, he withdrew and lay back on the pillows that had propped his head into position, so he would have the perfect angle of insertion. He caught his breath, and laughed.
"And to think I was worried about Little Miss Goody Two Shoes!" he chuckled, "you could show a Panamanian whore a trick or two!"
"Is that a compliment?" Susan smiled knowingly.
"You can bet your ass it is," he nodded, "Baby... I can hardly wait to slide my dick up your ass. I brought along a tube of K-Y just for the occasion."
"What's that?"
"That's slippery stuff that lets it slide up your ass nice and easy when I sodomize you, sweetheart!"
"Not that!" the dark-haired, blue eyes young PFC told the Captain. "I could never fit all that dick meat of yours up my asshole. Never!"
"We haven't tried yet, have we?" the Captain teased, as he rose from the bed, and strode over to the dresser where he found the plastic tube of K-Y jelly. He opened the cap, and spread some of its contents on the palm of his hand. Reaching for his rigid male member, he then proceeded to gently jack his prick off in his hand, adding the slippery substance as he did so.
"Oh, that'll be nice for you," he said, "now I've got to get your tight asshole ready. Get on all fours in the middle of the bed, baby, and bend over! I'm going to get you slick so I can slide it quick!"
Reluctantly, the restless young female got on all fours, and he got behind her buttocks. Clasping her ass cheeks in his hands, he forged forward.
"Fuck me!" he told her, insisting she participate in the sodomy scene.
The huge head of his throbbing prick stabbed up her tight rectum. For a terrifying second, she was cringing in pain, wondering if she could take the cruel, sadistic punishment of the bestial act he was performing on her.
"OHHH, YOU'RE SO TIGHT!" the Captain exclaimed excitedly as he rammed his dick up the PFC's tight, yielding asshole. "SHOVE BACK! THAT WILL HELP! IT'LL HURT UNTIL I STRETCH IT... THEN YOU'LL LOVE IT. YOU'LL BE BEGGING ME TO SHOVE IT!"
"That'll be the day," she gasped, as he rammed forward, driving his rigid dick-meat all the way up her tight and tender asshole. As he felt its slick surface sliding inside her tight behind, he became more excited.
"FUCK ME!" he begged passionately, "OHHHHH, BABY, NOW, NOW YOU'RE BALLING! OHHHH, TWIST IT! CHURN YOUR HIPS!"
Side-glancing in the mirror, the Captain could see the beautiful young girl's trim buttocks twisting, writhing, responding beneath the pummeling assault he was giving her.
"THAT'S HOW!" he gasped, rutting up her ass without mercy. "OHH, BABY, ARE YOU TIGHT! I LOVE IT WHEN I GET A TIGHT FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! YESSSS, FUCK IT... OHHHH, BABY, YOU DO THE WORK. WIND YOUR ASSHOLE AROUND MY PISTONING PRICK!"
Looking at the reflection in the mirror, Susan watched her asscheeks twisting, gyrating in a rhythmic response to his plunging prick pouring up her ass in an anal assault that had her experiencing pain and pleasure at the same time.
"I WANT IT!" she finally enthused, "RAM IT TO ME! HURT ME! FUCK MY ASS TILL YOU TEAR IT! OHHH, AHHH, I WANT IT! SCREW ME! HARDER! YESSS! JUST LIKE THAT! SHOVE EVERY INCH OF IT IN ME!"
Susan was discovering that now that her asshole had been stretched to accommodate his huge prick, she could take it... every sliding, ramming inch of it, and she loved it.
"I CAN'T STAND IT," he panted passionately.
"I'm cummmmming, oh, Susan, baby, fuck... fuck... fuck me off!"
Utilizing her ass-muscles, Susan's grip got him exploding. Hot white cum shot from his prick-head.
"AHHHH, OHHHH, YESSSS, YESSSS," he groaned, throwing his head back, savoring every scintillating second of their wild love-making. "MILK MY PRICK IN YOUR ASSHOLE!"
She cooperated, twisting tier tail around, clamping on his cock tightly, as he finished spurting his sperm in her rectum.
"YESSSS!" he gasped, "Ohh, baby, would I love to fuck you with Lieut. Harley. We've gotten our rocks off with the same woman and it is super fantastic, let me tell you! I shove it up the girl's asshole, and Harley gets her pussy. We pump it to her from two directions, and she goes ape! Maybe, you'd like to spend a weekend with the two of us."
He was sloshing up and down on his rigid prick in her asshole, thrilling to every drilling cock thrust.
"You're so beautiful," he told her empathically. "Oh, baby, you were meant to be fucked and sucked... just like we did tonight. And don't think it will hurt you on the job. I can make it real nice for you," he panted, as he finished pummeling her asshole.
His sweaty, bloated balls were slapping against her upturned ass cheeks, as they finished their wild fucking.
He withdrew his cock, some of his cum dripping on her bare buttocks, and she became more aroused than ever, as he slapped her supple ass cheeks appreciatively.
"Tell me the truth about yourself," the Captain finally said flatly. "You've had some sex mileage honey. You couldn't pick up "kinky" sex that quickly."
"I'm a swift learner," Susan smiled innocently, as Eric reached out to toy with her naked bosoms, to pinch the nipple tips.
"Apparently," he agreed, letting his head bow down between her bosoms, as he crushed them against his face. She could feel his hot breath on her naked body.
And then she watched as his hands smoothly slid down to the crevice between her legs. Two fingers slipped into her vagina as he stimulated her here.
"Like that sensation?" he smiled, as he flipped his lingers rapidly back and forth across her hardening clitoris.
She lay back, letting him toy with her twat like a small child who was somehow fascinated with what she was doing.
Surprisingly, Susan was discovering that the Captain could arouse her in many ways; with his tongue, his cock, and his fingers. But, she still hadn't felt his prick in her cunt. She reached out and felt of his flaccid penis.
"You can bring it back to life if you'll nurse it in your mouth," the Captain told the female PFC.
She didn't require a second invitation. She got her face down there between his legs and began licking and sucking all around his balls, his cock, his ass-crack. Inserting her index finger in the
Captain's taut, tight asshole, she stimulated him here too.
"You're like a monkey," he smiled, "You crawl all over me! She nodded. "Yes, I'm enjoying you so much I want to experiment to see what kind of kicks I can have licking, sucking, and nibbling around your privates."
The Captain lay back, luxuriating in the little sex games she was playing.
"Alright... it's up to you" he smiled lustily, "If you can get my pecker up again... I'll fuck your cunt like you've never been fucked before."
"Is that a promise or a threat?" she asked, as she brought her mouth close to his cock.
"Both," the Captain nodded. "Don't be afraid of it! It won't bite, baby... and it might even shoot some cream in your cocksucking mouth!"
"I don't want to suck it off this time," the PFC shook her head. "I want to feel you driving in my pussy! I want to show you what thrills I can give you there!"
"Alright, baby... then I will have fucked everything but your armpits."
Closing her eyes, Susan let her tongue sweep over the huge, throbbing head of the Captain's cock. Ever so slowly, she lowered her mouth over his male member, as she detected a surge of life coursing through his cock. He was coming back to life, just as she wanted him to.
"SUCK IT," he demanded, "SUCK IT TILL ITS ROARING HARD AND READY TO GO, AND THEN I'LL FUCK YOU... AND FUCK YOU GOOD!"
Susan's head bobbed up and down on his throbbing cock. His hands reached out to guide her, to force Tier face farther down over his manhood. Her fingertips caressed, and instinctively massaged his balls, as he pumped it to her.
"OHHH, AHHHH, YESSS, YESSSS," he cried out passionately, "SUCK MY DICK... SUCK IT... DRAIN IT!!!"
Even though the Captain was enormously enjoying her cock-sucking, Susan realized if she didn't swiftly slide off his prick, he could explode his load in her mouth.
As she eased off his rigid cock, he complained.
"Now, why did you spoil it all by doing a thing like that?"
"Aren't you forgetting something?" she teased, bending over to let her bosoms brush over his balls.
"Yes," the Captain confessed, "I guess I am. I guess I got so carried away with your super good cocksuck I forgot all about my promise to give you the fuck of your life... in your cunt!"
"Right-on," Susan nodded.
"First, I'm going to slip a French-Tickler on the tip of my pecker. That will give you a new kind of sensation. Anybody ever screw you with one of those gadgets."
"No, what is a French-Tickler?" Susan asked the Captain curiously. "You sure do a lot of creative fucking I'll tell you that!"
The Captain leaped off the bed, going over to the dresser where he opened a small paper bag, which contained the French-Tickler. He returned to the bed, pulled out the plastic slip-on device, I with the nodules that provided her with "kinky" sensations.
"Wow! That's really something," Susan exclaimed. "I can hardly wait to find out what a French-Tickler feels like when you're fucking me"
CHAPTER FIVE
The moment Eric straddled Susan, his throbbing cock with the French-Tickler on its tip, both intrigued and aroused her.
"Like the looks of my pecker?" he smiled at her. She nodded. "You know it! I can hardly wait to have you ram it to me!"
She didn't have long to wait. Eric shoved forward with a driving prick stab.
"Fuck!" he gasped, "Fuck it for me!"
Susan's hips ground back to meet his plunging prick stabs. She was becoming more intensely aroused every second. The tiny plastic nodules on his French-Tickler produced a completely new and different sensation... a sensation that drove her almost out of her mind.
With deliberate, hard, driving prick stabs, Eric pistoned in and out of her tight-hot, yielding cunt.
"I love it," she enthused, "Ohhhh, ahhhhh, YESSSS! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!"
Delicious thrills raced through her body. She could hardly comprehend anything more exciting, more arousing or stimulating than what she was experiencing now.
Her cuntal muscles gripped his stabbing cock. He quickened his pace, accelerating his cockstabs into her willing, gripping cunt... which milked him now with increasing intensity.
"Fuck me!" she cried passionately, "FUCK ME HARD! I WANT IT! OHHHHH! AHHHHH! YESSSSSS! NEVER QUIT FUCKING ME!"
Eric smiled down at her, thrilled to the core that she could so completely respond to his wild, intense love-making.
"Play with my ass," he demanded, "grab my butt. Finger my asshole. Finger-fuck my asshole, while I screw your cunt."
Gripping his sinewy buttocks, she clasped them firmly in her hot and eager hands. Her hands gently parted his ass-cheeks, and then she inserted her finger right up his tight, tortured asshole.
"AHHHHHH, OHHHHHH, I LOVE IT WHEN YOU SLIDE YOUR FINGER UP MY ASS," Eric groaned as he became more aroused, more stimulated than ever. "FUCK... FUCK MY ASSHOLE!"
Glancing at their reflection in the mirror, Susan obtained a double-thrill. It was stimulating and arousing to watch.
"Come on," she gasped, "I want you! I need you! Ohhh, ahhh, yesss, fuck... fuck, away!!!"
It was apparent to her that he was responding to her love-making just as she always hoped he would; with total abandon. Reaching forward the horny Captain pinched the taut, nipple-tips of the young female PFC.
"I love pinching your tits," he told her, "you've got such soft, beautiful bosoms."
At the same time, Susan was developing a rhythmic grip to her cuntal movements. Her pussy pulled on his prick, pulling it deeper into her cunt.
"FUCK ME, FUCK ME," she begged anxiously. "Ahhhh, Ohhh, yess, now... now, that's how you do it!"
And then he came, gushing in her pussy, and her cuntal muscles seized and squeezed his sliding, slick prick, as he panted, gasping for air when he had finished giving her a wild cock ride.
"OHHHH, AHHHH, YESSSS," he cried out, "I LOVE IT! JUST LIKE THAT. MILK MY PRICK IN YOUR PUSSY!"
Skillfully, she managed to keep her sex motor running, giving him the solid kind of sexual thrills that she required.
Slowly, Susan slipped her finger from the Captain's tight asshole. And then, she patted his buttocks playfully, as he pulled his thick, dripping with cum, prick out of her.
"Yes," she smiled, "you are some stud! Maybe it would be a real exciting experience to meet Lieut. Steve Harley. I've never experienced an orgy before... I'd like to know what it's like to have wild sex with two cocks gliding in me!"
"It can be arranged," the Captain smiled.
When their erotic interlude was over, and they were back in the office the next day, PFC Susan glanced around when she heard her Captain boss speaking to the Lieutenant on the telephone.
"Maybe... ..maybe, Lieut.," she said, "we'll see what we can do!" He hung up the phone, observing how closely the young female secretary had been listening to what he had to say.
"What did you tell him?" she asked under her breath, hoping that the other secretary in the adjoining office wouldn't hear them talking.
"This is neither the time nor the place to conduct personal conversations," the Captain insisted. "I'm real impressed with the way you were so interested... but we can talk about it later over coffee."
Susan could hardly wait for the coffee break time to arrive. She went back to her typing with a vengeance, taking out all of her frustrated emotions on the pounding of the typewriter keys. Finally, the Captain declared they could take a break.
"Good!" Susan exclaimed, "makes me nervous being kept in suspense."
"Apparently," he nodded, "You were really typing up a storm. Maybe if I kept you in more suspense, you'd get more work done!"
"Hmmmmmm," Susan shook her head resolutely, "I don't quite know how to take that... but I will try to be as tactful as you always are."
Over coffee, the Captain confided that Lieut. Steve Harley had asked if Susan would like to have a cozy orgy come Saturday night.
"What did you tell him?" she asked, slowly sipping the steaming hot black coffee.
Their eyes met, as Eric answered, "I told him maybe\ I wasn't going to commit you to anything unless it was what you wanted!"
"That was thoughtful," Susan smiled, "I would enjoy meeting your buddy... your partner in..."
"An orgy is not a crime," the blonde, blue-eyed, muscular Captain reminded her, "not if you don't force orgy action on a person, that is."
"I'd never force you," he said smoothly, "Of course I might do a little coaxing to obtain something I wanted... that's normal."
After coffee, they went back to work. The day swept by quickly, and when Susan was left alone in the office, a female Sergeant came over to speak with her a moment.
"I'm Sergeant Beverly Myers," she said sternly, "and I've been watching what's going on around here between you and the Captain. Don't you think you two are becoming a trifle too friendly, if you know what I mean."
For a moment, Susan didn't know what to answer. The towering female Sergeant glared down at her at the typewriter, and she looked as if she could kill her.
"Why do you look at me like that?"
"Because," the female Sergeant snapped, "It's women like you that give us other servicewomen a sordid reputation."
"I think you are going a bit far," Susan said, warning her in no uncertain terms, "Normally, I'm a restrained, modest kind of person. But when someone comes on strong like you are doing now... I sound off!"
The angry female Sergeant snapped, "You represent the kind of thing servicemen enjoy... an easy lay! And it is because of women like you being in the services can be a hellish experience."
"I haven't seen any of the servicemen buzzing around you, Bev," Susan smirked, obtaining a keen delight in seeing the female Sergeant, who lacked an appealing front get so uptight.
"You will call me Sergeant Myers," she demanded. "That is what you would like to do... reduce it to a bitchy female battle! Well, here in the service, honey, you'll show some respect for authority or -else."
"Bev," Susan said softly. "When you quit calling me honey with all that hate in your heat, I'll begin calling you Sergeant Myers... is that a deal?"
Sergeant Beverly Myer had indeed slipped. She knew all too well calling another servicewoman-"honey" was not correct conduct for the military. Yet she hated to admit error. Susan had her, whether she liked to admit it or not.
"Alright, you win! But let me warn you for your own good, that Captain who has been courting you is no damned good! He drove the last female secretary who worked for him around the bend. Baby, if that's what you want, go ahead! I was only trying to help."
"Thanks," Susan replied, "I know you really meant well. But, maybe I happen to like kinky people."
"If that's the case, Susan," she laughed, "you are in luck! Captain Camden is indeed kinky. Good luck, dear. I mustn't tell you what you can't do... but be careful!"
"Thanks," Susan smiled.
That evening when Susan was alone in her apartment the telephone rang and the Captain was concerned.
"I hope Sergeant Myers didn't try to put the make on you," he said evenly. "She was so crazy about my last secretary we almost had a duel over her affections."
"What are you talking about?"
"I have spies," the Captain chuckled, "they informed me that you and Sergeant Beverly Myers had a long talk after most everyone had gone for the day. She was trying to turn you against me... and you know why don't you, darling?"
"No... you tell me..."
"Because you are so damned fucking beautiful, she'd like to ball with you the way she did with my last secretary, Peggy."
"What?"
"Peggy was a cute little redheaded farmgirl from the midwest. The Sergeant planted the fear of God in her, when she lied to her, and made her think she knew about us having sex in the office one day when everyone was gone."
"Did you do anything that wild?"
There was silence on the other end of the line.
"If you can't answer," Susan stammered into the telephone, "it can only mean one thing!"
"Alright, so Peggy and I fucked on my desk. I always say a desk is an excellent place to conduct sodomy."
"Maybe you can obtain good access to a pretty girl's asshole, having her bend over your desk! You can also get a sordid rep. And I'm sure if anyone found out about it, and told Sergeant Myers, you would be in trouble, as Bev is such a stickler for correct military conduct."
The Captain couldn't quit laughing.
"What's so funny!"
"Baby," the Captain replied, "Bev is a wild dyke. She'll do anything for the woman she loves. And apparently she's got a crush on you\"
"You've got to be kidding," Susan gasped, "I... I never ..."
"Of course, I understand. The Lez scene is just not your way of making it. But, baby doll, remember you are in the service. And the armed forces are just a reflection of the overall population. And you know there are women who go bananas over other women!"
"Oh, Eric," Susan exclaimed, "how dreadful! I hope Bev doesn't have such a crush on me that she'll make life miserable for me."
"Oh, no," Eric assured her, "not if you go to bed with her."
"That'll be the day," Susan said solemnly. "I do have some principles and I'll be damned if I'll do anything that is perverted."
"Honey, it's all in the way you look at it. Peggy was a nice secretary, and a mighty good screw. Sure, she was a "swinger", you know, a "bi", does it with a woman or a man, but she was good at what she did."
"What happened to her?"
"The pressure of all the men and all the women who wanted to make it with her became too great. So, she had to drop out, poor baby."
"Well, Captain," Susan said with great assurance, "If anyone of the same sex ever makes a pass for me, rest assured I'll put them in their place and fast."
"Calm down," Eric laughed, "I just wanted to tell you that Lieut. Harley has rented a nice suite for our Saturday night rendezvous."
"Oh, that's wonderful," she exclaimed. "I can't think of anything more exciting than doubling the pleasure of sex..."
"Now, you're talking," Eric laughed, "I'm so glad that you aren't narrow minded. Some chicks will let you lay them, but if you ask for a three way... they'll say... get lost!"
"You don't have to worry about that with me," she assured him. "I want to live a little. Tell me something about Lieut. Harley."
"What do you want to know?"
"How is he in bed?"
"The women who've had sex with me and Steve rave about him. He's got a nine inch dong that drives them nuts. And he knows just how to use it. Like it is instinct!
"Does he like to experiment... to try everything!"
"Oh, yes... and he can come up with positions you never dreamed about."
"Like what?"
"Like armpit fucking!"
"You're putting me on..."
"No way! He knows how to get a chick to raise and lower her arm, so he can shove his prick in their armpit and really get some good fucking in. The chick has to develop a rhythmic sense of timing, so she can move it up and down with ease and skill. It is positively wild."
"Will he want me to do that with him?"
"No doubt," Eric assured her, "and he goes wild with a rim and jerk job."
"Rim and jerk job? What are you talking about?"
"That's when you lick his asshole while you stroke his prick. That's dynamite!"
"He really digs that, huh?"
"Drives him up the walls. He said a girl in a Panamanian whorehouse did that to him first. And the moment he felt her tongue sliding up his asshole he came. But, he's got it perfected now so it won't happen so quickly."
"How did he do that?"
"He says it is all in concentration. First, he gets his ass up on pillows at a perfect angle. Then the chick gets down there around his butt. She begins by licking his ass cheeks, flipping her hot tongue around his balls, and then stiffening her tongue and stabbing it right up his asshole."
"Wow!" Susan exclaimed, "he sure has it down to perfection! That's the "rim" part ..."
"Right-on," he told her, "and the jerk part is when the girl learns how to stroke him like he tells her to. He has a certain kind of jack-off job he likes. Some guys like hand-jobs better than anything. And Steve borders on being that kind of a guy! And when a sweet chick like you, all innocent and nice gets down there and licks his asshole, while she is grabbing his big old prick around its base, and pulling with strong, hard strokes, and building the tempo up moment by moment, he gets really turned-on all the way!
"Wow!" she exclaimed, "and does he like eating pussy!"
"Does he like eating pussy?" the Captain chuckled, "honey I think he was born with his tongue in a twat. I mean, the guy is crazy about cunt lapping. And the women who've had him eat their pussy declare he is the best."
"A natural tongue man?"
"A natural" Eric assured her, "Funny how some people are so fantastic at sucking and fucking, and others never do get the hang of it."
"So true," she replied. "I think I have a natural affinity for fucking. Ever since my boyfriend Brad taught me about sex."
"So somebody did teach you cocksucking and ass licking before I did... I thought so," the Captain said flatly. "At last Little Miss Goody Two Shoes comes clean!"
"Take it easy," Susan snapped, "Just because I told you my boyfriend Brad got me going... doesn't mean I'm Miss All Time Slut!"
"Of course not," he declared, "but you weren't as innocent as I thought you were either."
"I guess we'd better take it easy at the office. I mean, it would look bad if anybody thought we were having a wild affair."
"Yes," Eric confided, "I've been meaning to talk to you about that. We'll have to skip those office coffee breaks. People will talk you know. If I recommend you for skillful performance, they might slam back at me and say it was because I was getting sex with you."
"Of course," she declared, "we've got to avoid trouble!"
"I wish you were over here now," he said, "I'm lying here bare ass naked in bed, my cock hard just thinking about you... and I'll be damned if I'll jack off."
"I'm not coming over," Susan said flatly. "We'll wait until the orgy Saturday night to get your rocks off."
"That's nice,' he told her, "Real nice!"
CHAPTER SIX
Arrangements were made for Saturday night and Captain Camden volunteered to pick PFC Susan up at her place. When she left with him some of the other women observed, Susan didn't dare glance over her shoulder at them, as she felt certain all the pent-up guilt that she was feeling over the life she was leading might explode.
"Hi, beautiful," the Captain smiled at Susan. His eyes swiftly swept over the delicious curves of her voluptuous body. "Mmmm, you smell real nice... what's that perfume you are wearing?"
"Chanel No. 5," she laughed, as she closed the car door and snuggled up close to the Captain.
As Eric Camden drove down the freeway to meet with Lieut. Steve Harley, he tried to explain a few things about his friend.
"Don't be amazed at anything he suggests," he said evenly. "I told you he has a warped kind of kinky sex that he enjoys. But, that is what makes him a lot of fun to have an orgy with!"
When they pulled off the freeway, and drove down a crowded business boulevard, Susan spotted the big flashing sign that led to the motel where they planned to have sex.
"There it is," he said, "The Starlight Motel-just waiting for us to enjoy ourselves."
"Hmmmm... looks like a real fuck palace," Susan snapped, "Couldn't you think of a dossier place?"
"That's just it... it's seamy... just like our sex lives... am I right?"
Susan laughed, "I'm afraid you are right! Don't you guys ever think of anything on the weekends besides sex?"
"Sure," he replied, "Sports and booze! What else is there?"
Getting out of the car, Susan had second thoughts about the orgy. "I'm getting cold feet," she confessed.
When the horny Captain saw she was serious he wasted no time in heating up her desire.
"That's no way to talk," he told her. "Baby, you've got a lot of living to do! Life is just a bowl of cherries and I intend to fuck every one I can get my cock into."
She smiled as she looked up at him. "You are too much!" Then the Captain stopped a moment in front of the motel door where Lieut. Harley was preparing for the orgy.
"You're not afraid are you?" he asked softly.
"Should I be?"
"No, of course not," he chuckled, "I'm not a sex maniac. Just a guy who likes to fuck... pure and simple."
"You never fucked pure and simple in your life," she declared. Capt. Camden opened the door.
As Susan walked into the large suite at the Starlight Motel, she saw the orange king-size bed in the middle of the room. There were only blue lights, casting an eerie glow about the room. And there were mirrors lining the walls.
"Like?" Eric smiled.
"It's different ..."
"Yes, it is," a voice sounded from the bathroom. And then a 6' 2" naked, muscular black man emerged from the bathroom. He stood there, his throbbing long black cock standing out in front of his loins.
There was complete silence for a moment. This was something Susan had not counted on.
"Worship ..." the black Lieut, said firmly. "Worship my body! First, you must remove every stitch of your clothing!"
Taken aback for a moment, Susan stood there for a second, frozen in her tracks. Her eyes focused on his intense dark eyes, and a smile of erotic delight played about his lips.
"You must obey me," he said, grasping his throbbing long black cock, as he started stroking himself. "You must listen to every word I utter... and obey me! Do you understand?!"
"Yes... yes," she replied, "I... I understand." As difficult as it was for her to strip, she did so. She was joined in her undressing by Capt. Camden who also removed his clothes. All the while she was removing her garments, the horny handsome black Lieut, was stroking himself with one hand, and caressing his swelling black balls with the other.
"Wow!" he exclaimed, "you are very beautiful! Eric said you were a choice piece of ass."
Now that she was naked and standing in front of the towering black stud, she waited for his command, for he stood there, poised and alert, as if he knew exactly what he wanted her to do.
"Worship my cock," he commanded, "get on your knees right now Lieut. Steve Harley spoke with such urgency, such authority that there was only one thing she could do... drop to her knees. As she knelt there in front of him, she could see the size of his huge, throbbing penis, dripping with drops of crystal cum at its tip.
"I want you to suck on my prick," he demanded, and then added, "you will beg for my cock... you will swallow my white cum from my big black dick!"
He seemed to take enormous pride in speaking of his male member, and she also detected more than a little sadistic delight in getting her to accept every inch of his penis in her mouth, obviously thinking of the act he was asking her to perform as degrading.
As she knelt before him, Captain Camden closed in with a long leather belt in his hands. He had a cruel look on his face and she couldn't help but wonder if he might be thinking of using it on her. The thought did not appeal to her in the least.
"Slowly lick the head of it," Lieut. Harley demanded, as he spread his long legs, and watched the young female who was kneeling before him in a subservient position that pleased him. His penis was poised at the entrance to her mouth.
"Slide your mouth over it," he demanded hotly. "Whip her bare naked ass for not obeying sooner," he said firmly, looking up at the young Captain who was close by with the belt, just in case his services were needed.
Before she knew what was happening the terrifying sting of the belt told her what their game was.
As the long, leather belt bit down across her bare buttocks, her body shivered. She was fearful, and cringing.
"Ohhhh, noooooo," she pleaded. But her pleas were in vain. For it was all part of the "kinky" sex syndrome that appealed to the horny, muscular, black dude.
"When you start licking my prick, he'll quit belting your ass, my beauty," he said huskily, obviously becoming keenly sexually aroused to have her in this position beneath him.
Reaching up now, she gripped his rigid cock at its base. She brought her mouth even to his penis.
Her pink tongue tip licked out, and then Steve surged forward, driving all of his big black prick into her mouth, right up to his balls.
"Suck it," he demanded, "Suck my prick! Suck it good!" It didn't take her long now to begin smoothly, rhythmically sucking on his prick. "OHHHHH, AHHHHH, YESSS, YESSS, SUCK IT," he demanded.
Out of the corner of her eye she could see what Capt. Camden was doing to get his kicks. He was pulling on his throbbing prick, and pulling at a quickening tempo. He got so excited the head of his prick was dripping with his cum.
"Ahhh, baby, show Steve what a fabulous cocksucker you are," he demanded. "Some women go ape to suck on Steve's big black dick. That's a special treat."
Steve reached down to grip her head, guiding himself deep down her velvety throat.
"Ohhhh, ahhhh, yesss," he gasped, "That's how you do it! Suck... suck my cock... suck it... suck it good! AHHHH, OHHHH, YESS!" Even though he was throwing his head back, and forth, obviously keenly enjoying the intense pleasure he was deriving from this wild cocksucking action, he knew he couldn't last long. She was sucking too good. But he wanted to hang on the cliff of climax... to make it last anyway he knew how.
"Ohhh, baby," he exclaimed excitedly, "You are driving me APE!" And then, "Pull your sweet sucking mouth off my prick ..." By now, Susan was sucking with such intensity; she wanted to see if she could make him cum. Reluctantly, she eased her mouth from his cock, glancing up at him.
"Why did you do that?"
"Because," he explained, "You were almost bringing me off in your mouth. I want to sit on your face before I shoot my load. When my balls are full... everything that you do to me is that much more exciting."
"You want to sit on my face?"
"Can't think of a nicer place," the black, muscular Lieut, told the white PFC. "Just stretch out on your back on that towel over there. And I'll straddle your face and sit on it, so you can eat my ass out."
The thought of licking at his asshole didn't exactly appeal to her. However, as she glanced over to Eric Camden, she could instantly tell she'd get no help from him if she told the Lieut, she objected to him asking her to eat his black ass out.
"Certainly, Lieut.," she nodded, forcing a smile to surface, in spite of the torment she felt.
Going over to where the long white towel had been placed on the floor, she lay down on her back. The smiling, horny Lieut, followed quickly. He wasted no time in getting right down there, straddling her face, and as he lowered his black buttocks over her face, he suggested, "reach up, honey... and hold my ass in your hands. Lick all around my ass cheeks first, and then I want you to finish with an ass suck... you know how and don't say you don't. Capt. Camden told me you ate his ass out."
Unable to protest, she said nothing. Instead, she simply reached up to grasp his firm, sinewy, black buttocks. Her tongue lightly caressed his smooth, black behind, as he reached for his throbbing, long penis, and slowly stroked himself.
"Feels nighty nice," he told her, "that's the way! Just let your tongue caress my ass like you're doing now ..."
Susan could see how aroused the naked black Lieut, had become. He was actually trembling as she licked his black ass cheeks. She observed him pulling in a regular rhythm on his huge, black penis.
"Yessss, and how... ohhhhh, now... that's how. Ahhhh, ohhhhh, YESSSSSS!" she heard him gasping, obviously tremendously excited over the fact that she was liking her degrading task of licking his beautiful, shiny, black ass cheeks.
"Now, my luv," he groaned, "comes the nice part! You stiffen that tremendous tongue of yours, and slide it up my asshole! Don't be afraid. Go ahead! Right up my asshole with your tongue!"
Closing her eyes, she slowly let her stiffened tongue slide between the black Lieut's ass crack. He thrilled to the erotic sensation of her sliding tongue.
"AHHHHH, OHHHHH, SLIDE IT UP FARTHER! YESSSSSS! ALLLLLL THEEEEE WAAAAAYYYYY UP MY ASSSSHOOOOLE!"
As she effective tongue-fucked the handsome young Lieut's behind, she could feel him rhythmically pumping his prick meat in his anxious, hot hand. And she could see Captain
Camden kneeling nearby, his pecker being pulled with one hand, while he held his balls with the other hand, gently massaging them, complete aroused, obtaining his voyeuristic thrills.
"Suck his black ass," Captain Camden exclaimed, as he watched her pink tongue whipping up his tight, black rectum. "Ahhhh, OHHHH, BABY, what an ass licker you are!
She was totally turned on. Every thrilling moment she was becoming more and more keenly aroused.
"YESSSS, OHHHHH, AHHHHHH, YESSSSSS!" the Lieut, groaned, as his sinewy black ass cheeks, crushed down on her as he would pull up, and plunge down on her upraised tongue, thrilling to the sensation; unique, captivating.
"Now, now... let me feed you my prick," he panted. "I want to slide my dick down your throat and shoot my load."
Slowly, she slid her tongue from his tight rectum. And then, she saw his huge prick, as he pulled back, and aimed his dick for her mouth. Her lips opened, and she quickly accepted every throbbing inch of his black prick meat. He pumped it urgently -down her throat.
"OHHHHHH, AHHHH, YESS, YESSS, SUCK MY PRICK," he begged, "SUCK IT GOOOOOD!"
She loved the taste of the Lieut's pre-seminal fluid which oozed from his prick head.
Delicious waves of pleasure swept over her body now. She was intensely excited. She could hardly wait to have his cum exploding in her mouth. She was anxious to know what it would taste like.
"Play with my butt," he smiled down at her.
Instantly, her hands gripped his firm, round ass cheeks. She gripped them tightly in her hands, squeezing them, caressing them and loving them.
"SUCK MY BIG BLACK PECKER," he panted, "WORSHIP EVERY COCKSUCKING
INCH... AHHHHH, OHHHH, YESSSSS
... SLIP YOUR FINGER UP MY ASSHOLE. I
LOVE IT... JUST LIKE THAT!"
Parting his buttocks, she eased her finger up his tight rectum. He enjoyed the sensation.
"Keep fucking my ass with your finger while you suck my prick," he panted passionately. "Yes... ohhhhh, ahhhhh, I love it. Love me! AHHHHHHHH, OHHHHH, YESSSSSSS!"
She was keenly excited and stimulated now. Never before had she felt such power in a penis. This thick, rigid, black dick which was sliding so smoothly down her throat must have been an inch and a half around she thought. Her breathing was impaired, accepting all that hard black prick meat. But she really didn't care. The thrilling thing was the big moment she was waiting for. That fabulous moment when she would taste all of his thick cum-load as it would spurt from the tip of his prick-head.
"EAT IT," he demanded, "AHHHHHH, AHHHHHHH... SUCK... SUCK MY COCK OFFFFFF... I'M CUMMMMMMING!"
He held her head tightly, exploding his white-hot cum load in her willing mouth as she sucked intensely.
Lieut. Steve Harley's cum had a delicious, distinct taste. He was obviously a very virile stud, and she felt as though she was performing a very valuable, as well as pleasurable service for him.
"Look at her swallow it," he panted excitedly, obviously greatly turned on by the fact she willingly gobbled his cum-load.
"Beautiful," he smiled. "That girl likes to give head. Always makes me happy to find a girl who can take all my prick in her mouth, but what really makes it beautiful, is when she will swallow it!"
Gently easing her finger from the tight confines of his asshole, she let her hands grip his firm, round black asscheeks, enjoying the wild "kinky" sex that she had experienced with him.
Finally, she finished swallowing and sucking on his male member. Slowly, she slid her mouth off his prick, and collapsed on the towel on which she was lying.
"Wow!" the horny Lieut, exclaimed, "That girl was all over me like a monkey."
"A sex mad monkey," Eric Camden chuckled, "Look, I brought some drinks. Why don't we have a break now and have some drinks?"
Susan got up off the towel on the floor, and strode naked over to the king size bed. Throwing back the huge bedspread, she next threw back the top blanket and sheet, and lay down.
In the meantime, the Lieut, and the Captain were fixing drinks over at the bar in the corner of the elegant motel suite.
"What can we fix for you?" Eric asked Susan.
"Fix me a screwdriver," she laughed, "in honor of a screw who really drives it home"
"Aren't talking about me by any chance, are you?" Lieut. Harley chuckled.
"She laughed. "If the shoe fits..."
"Don't you mean... if the mouth fits," the handsome black man laughed, as he sipped his own drink.
Eric Camden walked over to Susan and handed her a drink. "What did your Mother say about you joining the service?" he asked her bluntly.
"You really want to know?" Susan chuckled, a pleased smile surfacing.
"Sure... tell me!"
"She said I'd lost my mind. First thing she suggested was that I visit the family "shrink"."
"Family shrink?"
"Sure," Susan laughed, "most people have a family doctor. But, we're different. We have a family psychiatrist. Dad saw him first, and then Mom followed.
"Why?"
"Because the 'shrink' apparently told dear old Daddy to split. And sweet little Mom had to find out why."
As they finished their drinks, Susan became serious.
"I wonder if the reason a lot of men like the idea of having women in the service is because ..."
She hesitated.
"Because why... finish your sentences, Susan, the suspense is killing!" Lieut. Harley complained.
"Because you guys wanted to sock it to us on Saturday night. Instead of rushing to town to find the town tramp so you could all slip her thirty bucks so you could slip your dicks in her, you could find "freebie" fucks with us service girls... always ready to help another member of the armed forces out, any fucking way we know how."
CHAPTER SEVEN
After some small talks and a couple drinks later, Eric suggested, "Why don't we have our three-way fuck now?"
"Alright," Susan replied, "I'm game!"
"You're beautiful," Lieut. Harley smiled, looking at the appealing young white woman who was raring to go again.
"Your cock is hard again," Susan observed. "You're hotter than a pistol tonight."
"I've got the original repeater peter," he chuckled, "Yes, I'm always ready to enjoy wholesome sex!"
The three of them were on the bed now.
"I want to fuck her asshole," the Lieut, suggested. Susan gasped. "No way! Steve... you are a nice guy and all that. But, I'll be damned if you are going to get me to take all that dick meat sliding up my asshole."
However, Capt. Eric Camden assured her, "You have nothing to fear. Steve can slide it in slowly ..."
"It isn't the thought of the speed of his entrance up my ass that's killing me, but the size of his cock! That's what is so damned fucking frightening!"
"First, I'll tongue fuck your asshole and get it all slick and stretched, so I can slip my prick up it! Eric can lie on his back and you can mount his dick. You can control the action in your cunt that way. Did you ever screw in the on-top-of-it-all position?"
"No," Susan admitted, "Maybe it would be exciting to be in the top-dog position."
To entice her into the three way sex act, Eric Camden had stretched out on his back in the middle of the bed and was slowly sliding his hand up and down the length of his thick, rigid prick.
"Now, baby doll," Eric suggested, "why don't you straddle me? There's nothing to it! And you'll go ape when you have my cock in you, and feel the Lieut's hot tongue whipping up your cute ass."
From the way that Eric framed the act with his winsome words, it suddenly did sound appealing.
"Alright," she agreed, as she gently straddled him, and saw his huge, purplish prick-head brushing against her curly crotch hairs.
"It's yours," Eric smiled proudly, "to do with as you will!"
Reaching forward, she gripped his penis. And then she slowly eased her tight-fitting cunt down on his cock.
As she felt it gliding in her, she became more excited, more aroused every moment.
"Fuck me," she panted passionately, "Fuck me... come on... give me a good hot fuck!"
With thrilling prick stabs, he rode it into her. He became more keenly aroused every moment. Her cuntal muscles seized his sliding, stabbing prick.
"AHHHHH, OHHHHH, YESSSSS, FUCK... FUCK ME!" she gasped excitedly. "Ah, I want it... I WANT TO FEEL YOUR COCK DRIVING IN ME!"
Her appealing hips began doing a spiraling up and down .movement, on his upraised, plunging penis.
"OHHH, BABY, ARE YOU TIGHT, TONIGHT," Eric Camden gasped, "Milk it with your cunt... you know how, fucker! FUCK OFF!"
Her cuntal muscles seized his throbbing, thick prick as he rode rhythmically in and out of her hot, gripping cunt.
"YES, YESSSSSS," he groaned, "THAT'S THE WAY! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK MEEEEEE!"
As her hips moved up and down in perfectly synchronized movements, in response to his cockstabs, the horny black dude was mounting her from behind.
First, he gripped her beautiful ass cheeks, holding them tightly in his huge black hands. And then he parted them ever so gently, as he brought his black face even with her appealing white ass. His tongue eased out of his mouth as she wiggled. She could feel Steve licking on her ass-cheeks now, and she thoroughly enjoyed the unique sensation that her tongue was providing.
"AHHHH, OHHHH, I LOOOOOVE IT," she cried out passionately, her body pitching back and forth. Sweat was dripping from every crevice of her body now, as she became more keenly aroused, more intensely stimulated.
"SUCK MY ASS... SUCK MY ASSHOLE," she begged anxiously, "OHHHH, AHHHH, YESSSS, I LOVE IT. LICK IT... LICK IT QUICK!"
His tongue plunged right up her asshole.
At the same time her coital muscles gripped on Eric's stabbing prick. Now, the black man who was licking her asshole in earnest, figured it was time to stiffen his tongue, and tongue-fuck her rectum, getting her ready for the delightful invasion of her asshole.
As he did so, she let out a squeal of delight, indicating just how turned-on she had become.
"YESSS, YESSSS," she gasped eagerly, "WHIP YOUR TONGUE UP MY ASS, STEVE... I LOVE IT... AHHH, OHHH, IT FEELS FANTASTIC!"
Steve's firm, strong black hands held her in place. He was obtaining a special delight in doing this to her.
But, he wasn't going to tongue-fuck her all the time. He was merely going to ready her for his anal assault; a sodomy scene she would not soon be able to forget.
At the same time, she was thrilling to what was happening to her now. She loved the delicious sensation of Eric's thick prick plunging into her willing, grasping cunt.
All of a sudden, the black Lieut. pulled his tongue from her tight asshole. He spit in his hand, and suddenly began applying his own spittle to his thick, black prick.
When his cock was slick, he was ready to slide it into her. "I'm going to sodomize you, sweetheart," he told her. "You're going to love it when I shove it up your asshole!"
However, when Susan glanced in the mirror and caught sight of the reflection of Steve's thick, throbbing black prick poised at the entrance to her asshole, she shivered in fear.
"Oh, Steve," she howled, "I can never take all that prick meat up my asshole. Never! Never! Never!"
And then he paid no attention whatsoever to her protests. With sudden urgency, he thrust forward, sinking every inch of his prick up her tight, tortured rectum. She could feel the knob of it as he brought it to her anal entrance. She wondered how on earth he could ever get it driving up her asshole. She didn't have long to wonder. For all of a sudden, he rammed forward with a solid, hard thrust.
"FUCK!" he demanded, "FUCK!"
A tearing pain seared through her body, as the thick, rigid black shaft stabbed up her tight anal opening without mercy.
"You're killing me!" she cried out impetuously, "You're splitting me in half! Ohhhh, I... I can't stand it... stop... please, please stop... don't do this to me!"
But he was paying no attention. The devastating pleasure he was finding rutting up her asshole wouldn't let him stop.
"Fuck," he cried out anxiously, "Fuck... come on, sweet baby, fuck your Daddy real good!"
With strong, deep, boring cockstabs, he rammed it to her. "That's how, honey. Now, now you are fucking! Fuck... fuck! Twist your tight tail."
Harder and harder he rode into her. And then to her total amazement, the searing pain was followed by a kinky kind of sexual pleasure; a new kind of sensation she didn't fully understand at all. She was actually enjoying being sodomized.
"Hey, baby," the black man observed, as his hot, and eager hands reached out to grip her beautiful, rotating white ass cheeks, "You like getting your ass-fucked, don't you, luv?"
She nodded.
"Baby, you're going to get it up your ass so far it'll come out of your cocksucking mouth," he grunted, as he rutted up her with an especially brutal thrust.
"OHHHH, AHHH, YOU'RE SO TIGHT ALRIGHT," he grunted, enjoying every savage, brutal thrust up her behind.
Sure enough, Susan was discovering two cocks were better than one! She was thrilling to the delightful sensation that radiated in her fiery loins as she kept her ass rotating for Lieut. Harley's throbbing, thrusting black dick. And at the same time, he was enjoying the sensation of timing his prick-stabs to those of his buddy, Capt. Camden.
Only a thin sheath of flesh divided his prick from the Capt. Camden's cock, as he deliberately rose into her cunt with hard, hammering pecker stabs.
"Hey, baby, how do you like a three-way fuck?" Eric Camden asked her now that the pleasure of their wild lovemaking was radiating all over her face.
"HEY, IT'S WONDERFUL!" she exclaimed excitedly, "I LOVE IT! FUCK ME... FUCK ME... FUCK MEEEEEEEE!"
She couldn't seem to get enough of it. All that dick meat sliding into her... a cock in her ass, a cock in her cunt.
"Fuck me!" she begged, "FUCK ME! LET ME FEEEEL IT!" Waves of erotic delight swept over her body, as the keen, thrilling sensations of being double-fucked engulfed her. She clutched Eric, pressing her sensuous, full lips down on his mouth. And he accommodated her, by letting his tongue slide into her mouth. Soon, Eric sucked on her tongue.
Eric could tell from the hard, insistent cockstabs of his buddy that he was about to shoot his load in her asshole.
Pulling his mouth from Susan for a moment, he suggested, "Why don't we make it a three way orgasm? That would really be something if we could pull it off!"
"I... I'm almost there," Steve warned him.
"Slow your drilling down, lover boy! You'll unload your gun up her ass right now if you don't. I can tell you from the way you're stabbing into her... you're almost there!
The black man did his best to hold back. He held her ass cheeks in his hands, tenderly caressing them as he slowed the tempo of his prick stabs up her behind.
"Now, you're doing it," Eric congratulated him. "Maybe we can all make it yet! We can sure as hell try!"
She loved the thrilling sensation of Steve's thick dick gliding smoothly now up her stretched asshole. The pain had been replaced with an incredible kind of pleasure she never knew existed before.
"Fuck... fuck," she cried out eagerly, "Come on, baby, fuck it!" Her tail twisted in a slow, sensuous tempo as his prick pistoned smoothly in and out of her revolving asshole.
Eric picked up his tempo, now matching thrust for thrust, the cockstabs of Steve.
"We're synchronizing our fuck," Steve chuckled. "We'll all make it together. How are you doing, Susan, baby?"
"I'm just fine," Susan exclaimed, "I love getting fucked like this. Don't ever stop! Just keep drilling my ass, keep screwing my cunt... how am I doing?"
"Super great," Steve replied. "You've learned how to concentrate so you can control your ass muscles while you are controlling your cunt muscles. Fuck... fuck... fuck it!"
The three of them were pitching at each other now with unrestrained lust. Their sweat-soaked bodies were writhing in the throes of passionate pleasure as they continued their wild love making.
"AHHHHHH, OHHHHH, YESSS, YESSS," Eric cried out anxiously, "I am CUMMMMMMMMING!"
Her cuntal muscles seized and squeezed his stabbing dick. He loved the milking motion, and Steve responded by brutally assaulting her anal passage, with deep, boring penis stabs.
"AHHH, OHHHH, YESSS... I... I'M ALMOST THERE... OHHHH, AHHHH, I'M, I'M CUMMMMMMMING!" he cried out, as he felt his cock explode its load in her cunt. "AHHHHH! YESSSS, UP YOUR SLICK ASSHOLE... AHHHH, OHHHHHHHHH!"
The keen erotic sensations he obtained from drilling up her rectum, thrilled him so much he would pull it way out, and ram it way back into her cum-slickened asshole, his hairy, bloated, black balls bouncing on her white, twisting ass-cheeks, in a frenetic frenzy of untamed lust.
"AHHH, BABY, MILK MY DICK IN YOUR ASS. THAT'S HOW YOU DO IT! GRAB IT, TWIST YOUR CUTE BUTT, BABY... OHHHHH, AHHHHH, YESSSSS... JUST LIKE THAT... NOW, YOU'RE REALLY FUCKING!"
It was true. She was putting all her passion into their devastating love-making. Her cunt grabbing Eric's cock, her ass seizing Steve's drilling tool.
"I'm CUMMMMMMMMING," she cried out passionately, "OHHHH, AHHHH, I... I CANT STAND IT!"
She almost blacked out! It was almost more than she could take. Electrical sexual thrills raced up and down her tingling spine. She kept her ass grinding, her cunt gripping as their wild love-making concluded.
Steve slapped her ass cheeks lewdly, as he finished sodomizing her. "You're better at fucking than Eric said you were! It isn't every day a guy meets a chick like you. Somebody who can really turn him on... all the way I"
When he finally did ease his slick prick from her asshole, his cum dripped on her behind. She slowly pulled off Eric's prick, and rolled over on her back. She spread her legs, and lay there, just catching her breath.
"And to think we'd pay some prostitute to fuck a gang of us servicemen before the women joined the men," Steve Harley laughed, "Well, baby, those days are over!"
"That's what I call progress," Capt. Camden chuckled.
"What about the wives who aren't with their husbands when they are in the service?" Susan questioned out loud.
"What about them?" Eric asked, dumbfounded by her question.
"I mean... before they could trust their husbands. If the husband did step out on the weekend at least she had the satisfaction she was being replaced by a slut. Now, she will be worrying that the woman he might make it with has been working with him all week."
"So what's wrong with that?"
"Women in the service could bring up an awful lot of homes. I mean... you know how susceptible most men are if there is an available female close by. They feel their manhood depends on going on the make."
"Times are changing," Lieut. Harley said, rising off the bed and going over to the dresser to prepare himself a drink. "Can you imagine screwing in the trenches?"
"Sure, if the right female was in the trench beside me!"
"Sure, and while you guys are fucking up a storm in the trenches, the enemy will gun you both down ..."
"What a way to go!" Steve smiled, sipping his drink.
"Say no more, get me a screwdriver, I'm thirsty just thinking about it."
"Hey can you imagine this Air Force fighter plane, and this horny guy forgets to push the button for the bombs because he is caressing the boobs of the co-pilot!"
"What a beautiful world this would be if we could fuck instead of fight?" Susan said idealistically.
"Yeah... real beautiful As if the servicemen aren't soft enough. In Viet-Nam they couldn't win the war because too many of them were stoned out of their mind on drugs."
"What a dreadful thing to say," Susan snapped, "I happen to think our brave soldiers put up a very good fight. Yes, there were some cases of drug abuse... but nothing on a very big level."
"You've got to be kidding," Eric said, "the teenagers in our high schools are peddling the stuff. And half of all pregnancies are teenagers these days."
"Is there a connection!"
"To get pregnant there has to be," Steve snapped, "that's a stupid question."
"I mean a connection between all this teenage pregnancy and drugs, silly."
"No doubt there is," Eric Camden admitted bluntly. "When people get high they don't know who they're fucking ..."
"Did you ever smoke pot?" Susan asked Steve.
"Honey, that's a stupid question! Does the sun rise in the morning? Does Jane Fonda make political movies?"
"Is it that widespread?"
"Sure it is," Eric Camden admitted, "But I've stayed off the hard stuff and so has Steve."
"But they say pot can make a man impotent. They say it can hurt the newborn baby and it's a step up..."
"Why the fuck do you think I quit smoking the damned stuff. When I couldn't get my cock up I figured I'd better quit ..."
"Don't get serious at an orgy," Lieut. Harley complained. "We're here to lose our inhibitions... not remember them... right?"
"Right," she laughed, "but now and then I can't help thinking about my strait-laced Mom and what she'd think if she knew I took on two men in one night."
"She'd probably be furious," Steve chuckled, "she'd say you were selfish and you should have shared one cock with her ..."
"Mom wouldn't be jealous of what we've been doing," Susan shook her head sadly. "She never did give Dad good sex. That's why he was making it with his office secretary. When she found out, he went to the shrink, and then Mom got on his back about it so much he split."
"What a lovely home life you've had," Capt. Camden observed.
"Could be worse," she reminded him, "remember the Manson family."
"Forget that monster... it's costing us taxpayers money to feed that killer."
CHAPTER EIGHT
Eric's eyes sparkled as he contemplated the new sex act he was thinking of.
"What's on your mind?" she asked him bluntly. "No doubt you are thinking of some wild way to have sex..."
"How did you guess that?" Eric laughed.
"Easy," she replied, "when you get that certain look on your face, I know what you are thinking about."
"Get on your hands and knees," he smiled, "I want to see your ass up in the air... so I can shove my dick up there and really sock it to you ..."
"You see," the naked, athletic black man smiled, "He wants to take advantage of all the cum I shot up your asshole. It will make it easy sliding for him. And while Eric is sodomizing you I can eat your pussy. How does that grab you?"
"As you like it," the young female PFC smiled up at the naked Captain whose huge, throbbing cock stood out menacingly in front of him.
First, the handsome black dude got on the bed, stretching out on his back.
He motioned for Susan to join them. "Now, Susan, baby... just lower your cunt over my face so I can eat it..."
"You sure you know how to eat pussy?" Susan teased. He laughed. "Do I know how to eat pussy? That's like asking if I like the taste of honey... you bet your cunt I do."
"Alright, just checking," she smiled, striding naked over to the bed and mounting him.
She lowered her vagina directly over his face. She felt his hands clasp her thighs, as she gently brushed her curly cunt hair over his mouth. She felt his tongue sweeping out to lick her there.
"Oh, that feels so good," she exclaimed, "I really enjoyed that. You know how to whip your tongue in my cunt... that's for sure!"
Closing his eyes in ecstasy, Lieut. Harley kept his tongue driving into her moist, delicious, velvety vagina. The aroma of her appealing crotch intoxicated him. He loved to taste her. And he thrilled to the delicious sensation that was being generated in his loins. His cock was getting a hard-on, as his tongue stabbed into her cunt.
"Don't forget me," Eric said, mounting her from behind. "While he licks your cunt, cutie... I'll be sliding it to you from behind." Eric enjoyed gripping her firm, round ass-globes. He squeezed them tightly, as he aimed his prick for her asshole. "I'm going to give you a good screwing," he assured her, as his thick prick slid between her upturned ass cheeks. When his pecker-head came to the tight anal opening, he rammed forward with an impassioned brutal thrust, obviously enjoying his anal assault.
But the moment his huge cock slid past the tight, rubbery opening of her asshole, he could feel Steve Harley's thick cum-juice lining her asshole.
"Fuck it," he commanded, "Fuck it good!" With hard, penetrating cockstabs he rode it up her rectum, enjoying every thrilling thrust, enormously, his leathery balls slapping against her ass-cheeks. "OHHHH, AHHHHHH, YESSSSS, AHHHHHH," he groaned, "That's exactly the way I like it. Now, now you're fucking. FUCK... FUCK... FUCK!"
What a fabulous new way to make it, the young, naked, squirming female thought as she twisted her hips around, enjoying the unique sensation of being drilled from behind with Eric's throbbing, long cock, while her cunt was being hungrily lapped up by the black dude with the long-hung tongue.
"I love it," she cried in erotic ecstasy. "Ohhh, this feels fantastic! Eat my pussy, Steve lover boy... fuck my ass Eric... Oh, Captain, you're really drilling up my ass... it's thrilling to have you sliding in me like that... that rhythm?"
Waves of delicious pleasure swept over her now as the double-thrills built to a sexual crescendo.
"Oh, Eric, I love it when you bear down on my love button and nibble my clit... that's it.... like that! Ohhh, ahhh, yesss, suck my cunt clean... suck it."
Dirty words were tumbling out of her mouth in a frenzied torrent. Obviously, she was delirious with the delightful pleasure she was experiencing now.
"Eat me," she panted, "EAT MY PUSSY! LICK IT... LICK IT CLEAN. AHHHHH, OHHHHH, YESSSSS, SUCK MY JUICY CUNT!"
It stimulated and aroused the black, naked Lieut, to hear her beg him to eat her pussy. He kept his tongue whipping into her vagina, licking, lashing enjoying it enormously.
He could taste her starting to come, and this added to his delight. He also enjoyed the thrilling delight of looking up at her crotch, seeing the curly pubic hair on the sides of her slit between the opening where his tongue surged into her.
"EAT IT," she groaned, twisting her tail in a frenzy of passionate excitation. As she swung her hips, the Captain's thrusting cock momentarily slipped out of her asshole. .
"Hey, baby, don't get carried away," Capt. Camden warned her, "when you grind your ass like that, my dick slides out of your cum-slick asshole. Steve sure filled your ass up with his sperm... I can tell that from the slickness of your butt."
His hands squeezed her beautiful ass cheeks, parting them so he could guide himself back into the tightness of her rectum.
"FUCK IT," she begged him with feeling, "RAM IT TO ME! I WANT IT ERIC. I WANT ALL OF IT RIDING UP MY ASS. FUCK MEEE! FUCK ME! AHHHH, OHHHH, YESSSSSSS, FUCK MY ASSHOLE!"
He went on drilling up her behind, as his buddy Lieut. Harley continued noisily lapping away at her pussy.
"Yess, ohhhh, keep it up like that with your tongue, Steve," she begged eagerly, as she glanced down between her legs to see her black lover's pink, stiffened tongue whipping smoothly in and out of her pussy... "I'll fuck your face," she gasped, as she let her hips go into a sensuous tempo, obviously getting him aroused.
When Steve licked her up just right, he got her there. Soon, she was gushing and he was licking up her cunt-juices, thrilling to the super-good taste of her.
"YESSS! OHHHHHH, AHHHHH, YESSSS!" she groaned, her hips twisting in a frenzied pitch, as she gushed in the Lieut's cunt-hungry mouth. She could hear his loud suck sounds as he ate her, and this fired her ass up. Soon, her hips were grinding and twisting a rhythmic beat to arouse and stimulate the horny, ass-fuck crazy captain.
"FUCK ME... FUCK MEEEEE... UP THE ASS... HARDER!" she repeated passionately, her words forming a litany of lust, as the drilling dick, stabbing without mercy up her behind came closer, ever closer to a ball-shattering climax.
"YES, YES," Eric exclaimed, "You're tight ail right. You're tremendous. Fuck... fuck... FUCK. GRIND YOUR ASS AROUND! OHHH, AHHH, YESSSSS! FUCK IT OFF!"
She kept her tail propelled, as the slick, sliding prick aroused and stimulated her.
"FUCK ME," she panted passionately, "I WANT TO FEEL IT! I NEED IT NOW... DEEPER... AHH, THAT'S IT... OH, I CAN FEEL IT THROBBING UP MY ASS."
Indeed, she could feel his cock throbbing in her rectum. And she wanted to feel it exploding.
"FUCK ME!" she gasped, as he delivered a hard, penetrating prick-stab all the way up her asshole, and finally unloaded his cum deep in her behind.
"AHHH, I'M CUMMMMING," Eric cried, frantically thrusting in and out of her twisting asshole, as he finished screwing her. To Susan's own surprise, she was cumming again. And this was what Steve Harley counted on. He had taken on other women, with the Captain and he recognized that what they could do between them would make any woman want to climb the walls.
"AHHHH, YESSS, YESSSS," she groaned, feeling his thick tongue whipping around inside her, licking her, lapping her cuntal juices hungrily up.
Eric was the first to disengage himself from their wild sexual game they had played together. He slowly eased his dick from her smooth ass.
Then, she gently eased off Steve's upraised tongue-She obtained enormous pleasure from the knowledge that she could easily satisfy two men at the same time.
She rolled over, stretching out between them.
"WOW!" she exclaimed, "This was a lot of fun! I really enjoyed playing with you wonderful lovers!
"It's nice to find a girl who appreciates good cock," Steve smiled. "Some women can't accept the fact they have sexual natures too. They think of sex as something defiling or dirty or worse, they even think it wicked."
"How absurd" she smiled, "Sex was meant to enjoy. Why should people be afraid to let themselves go?"
"That's easy to understand," Eric explained, "From the time they were kids, a lot of people have been taught sex is evil."
"I know -what you mean," Susan agreed, "frankly, I think that my Mother always thought that even being born might be indecent."
"Naturally," Eric chuckled, "you are born naked. And some people feel that exposing one's naked body is sinful. So, the poor naked kid is pulled into this world, with doctors and nurses standing by... how immoral!"
"Well, it would be difficult for a new-born babe to have clothes on," Steve admitted, "but it might be more moral."
After a couple more drinks, the Saturday night sex party broke up. They parted, and Susan went back to her quarters, lonely and troubled. Traces of dawn were streaking across the horizon as she slipped between the crisp white sheets of her own lonely bed and soon she had fallen fast asleep.
The next morning she was jolted out of her sleep by a phone call. The insistent ringing of the telephone when she was so tired, bothered her, but in her half asleep, foggy state, she nevertheless answered. "Hello..."
"Susan, dear, I'm here," a voice said, "I thought we could go to Sunday services early if I got an early flight."
"Mom," she exclaimed, pulling up out of bed, "what on earth are you doing here?"
"Looking out for the welfare of my adorable daughter," her Mother gushed. Susan knew her Mom was on a spy mission.
"I'm tired," she said, "I want to skip Sunday services ..."
"Oh, I see, already being in the service is destroying your character. When you were home with me, we never missed."
Strangely, her mother's words reminding her of the fact that they did indeed always attend church together somehow haunted her.
"Alright," she agreed reluctantly, "We can go to church... but give me half an hour. I've got to shower."
"Of course, dear," her Mother agreed, "You no doubt need to freshen up. No doubt you were painting the town red last night, as I tried and tried to reach you and tell you the good news about my coming to visit you."
Good news, Susan thought to herself. Her mother should have warned her what she was planning to do.
"Alright, see you in half an hour," Susan said, "You know how to find me. Of course dear, take a taxi. I'm certainly not going to walk with all the luggage I brought with me."
"Luggage?" Susan exclaimed, "but you'll only be staying a day or two, why do you burden yourself with bags?
"Wrong," her Mother said emphatically, "You are such a dear! I've sacrificed myself for you all of my life, darling, and I'm prepared to stay as long as need be to make sure all goes well with my daughter. I must run along now... I've run out of dimes for this pay phone and if the operator intercepts one more time, expect me in half an hour."
"Your time is it?," the Operator intercepted curtly just then, and of course Susan's Mother hung up promptly.
Lazily, Susan summoned the strength she needed to get out of bed. How disgusting she thought to herself. Here she felt she was free at last, and her Mom had blazed a trail to be at her side, to protect her from the dark and evil deeds of the service men who might want to put the "make" on her.
As she stepped naked into the shower, she had to admit to herself the fact that her mother was correct. It did indeed seem as if all the servicemen she had met were forever trying to put the "make" on her. Maybe, if she kept it up... having sexual relations with the Lieut, and the Captain, she would develop a slut-mentality. The kind of mentality that can never get enough.
When she finished drying off, she hastily slipped into her uniform. She made it a point to brush her hair, as her Mother was forever complaining about her hair not shining, and being in disarray. She did look a trifle tired, but nowhere near as tired as she should look considering the long hours of the evening and early morning that she had engaged in orgy action.
Susan studied her face in the mirror. She didn't look evil. She didn't feel evil.
Just then, the phone in her room rang again.
"Hi, honey, I'm here," her Mother said, "help me with my bags. I can store them in your room until after church when I'll find a room at a nearby motel."
"Sure, Mom," Susan said, as she put the phone back on its cradle, and went down to the lobby to help her mother with all the luggage. When they had it in her room, her Mother made one observation.
"Coming out here I saw one motel I'd never stay at," she said in a clipped, curt tone.
Susan could smell her mother's loud cologne, and she always did loathe her burgundy coat that she wore with a yellow tailored suit. It made her look ridiculous!
"What motel did you see, Mom?"
"A vile, sinful place called the Starlight Motel. They advertised Water Beds... king size, and Adult Color Movies on Closed Circuit Television, and worse... they even had to say they had MIRRORS. Can you imagine such an obvious setup! And, situated conveniently close to where the servicemen and women are situated... I imagine they do a brisk business, with a certain kind of trash if you know what I mean."
The word "trash" suddenly hit Susan with impact. What an awful thing for her Mother to say... to pass judgment on individuals who might engage in a little harmless sex play.
"It takes all kinds of people to make the world go around," Susan shrugged, as they hurried out the front door to hail a taxi.
"Well, the world would be better off without that kind," her Mother declared emphatically. "I do wonder what the sermon will be today. I've heard the preachers around the Army bases have to water down their sermons."
Just then a taxi pulled up. Susan's mother opened the door, and told the driver to take them to the church.
As they drove past the Starlight Motel, her Mother pointed to the huge, illuminated sign advertising the Adult Color Movies.
"That's Porno pure and simple," she said evenly. "It's a wonder lightning doesn't strike."
The cab driver, who appeared to have a hangover couldn't help overhearing what Susan's Mother had said as the car swept by the motel. He turned for a second, and commented, "Somebody did start a torch job there one time. Only burned up a couple of units. They said it was some religious fanatics who thought everybody who went there was going to hell. So they wanted to burn the place down to save souls."
"I don't blame them," Susan's Mother declared, "Right is right, and wrong is wrong. And people have no right to fornicate, young men. I'm from the old school. Back in my time there was no talk about birth control pills, teenage pregnancies, and all this porno truck. We had a good time too on Saturday nights. We used to play "Monopoly" and pop popcorn and sometimes we made fudge."
"Sounds real exciting," the cabbie shrugged, turning away and letting a small sigh escape his lips.
When they pulled up at the church, Susan's Mother paid the cab driver the fare and not a cent more.
"Mom, you could have tipped the guy," Susan told her flatly.
"Not on your life," her Mother shot back, "Did you see how he defended the licentious behavior of those who go to a place like that wicked Starlight Motel."
You sure like to pass judgment on people, don't you?" Susan said sadly, wondering secretly just exactly what kind of judgment her Mother would pass on her, if she knew all that she had been involved in.
As they went into the church, it was apparent the place was not very crowded.
"Hmmmm," Susan's Mother declared, "I suppose the sinners are sleeping off their hangovers on Sunday morning."
Glancing at Susan, she observed, "your eyes look tired and bloodshot. You weren't drinking last night, were you?"
"Of course not," Susan said, evasively looking away from her mother's penetrating gaze.
They went right up to the front where the usher took them in response to Susan's Mother's request, "Seat us as near the front as possible."
"Any closer Mom," she snapped when they were seated in the very front row, "and we would be on the platform."
"Don't be sacrilegious. I just want to be close so I won't miss a word."
"Yes, Mother," Susan said, as her Mother glanced over her shoulder to take a head count of those in church attendance.
CHAPTER NINE
When the services were over, Susan's Mother seemed very happy. "Good sermon. I'm glad he hit upon sex and sin."
"Mother, will you stop talking about it," Susan snapped.
"Why, dear, do you have a guilty conscience?"
Her mother's penetrating gaze looked at her with an accusatory expression that made her angry.
Over dinner at a restaurant near the Army base, her mother told her why she had made the surprise, unannounced trip.
"I've been hearing things about what's going on in the service today now that there are so many women around the men all day long..."
"Why don't you go back home?" Susan finally shrieked, "I'm sick and tired of your puritanical ways. This is not the Dark Ages... this is 1980, and don't ever forget it."
"I wish I could forget it," her mother said sadly, "These are wicked times when wanton women will fornicate and boast about it. When immorality is fashionable, the society is sinking ..."
"Why did Dad leave you, Mom?" Susan demanded, her eyes indicating the pent-up rage she felt over her Mother invading her privacy now that she was a member of the armed forces and in uniform.
"That was incompatibility," her Mother said tightly, narrowing her lips, and mumbling, "your father was a sex maniac. He wanted sex once a month. I fear you might have inherited some of his dark sexual tendencies. That is why I've come here to save you! Can't you understand my motivation is love?"
"Your motivation is domination," Susan declared, "don't try to kid me, Mom. From the time I was a little girl you wanted to carve out my life for me. Well, it won't work. I've only got one life and I'm going to live it my way."
"Don't be so certain there isn't an after life" her Mother warned her, "and if there is, darling, and fornicating is a sin you might have an awful price to pay someday for the way you've lived to- day! And don't you ever forget it!"
"The hellish delight I see in your eyes, Mom, dear is the only hell I'll ever have to go through. So, let's part company right now. So nice of you to come and visit me!"
"Well, if that's the way you feel about it, of course I win leave. The sooner the better. But don't think I don't know why. Obviously, you've got a guilty conscience, dear!"
Gloating as she chided her, Susan's Mother dramatically got to her feet, leaving a tip for the waitress, as she went to the cash register in the far corner of the noisy old colonial dining room to pay the bill.
They took a taxi back to Susan's place, and it didn't take long for her to get her luggage from Susan's room. And then they hurried back to the airport, where Susan at the last moment did thank her Mother for her concern.
"I know I've been a little difficult," she said solemnly, "but please understand... I've got to work things out for myself. That's the only way I'll ever learn about life."
"I'm afraid you'll have to learn the hard way," her mother shrugged, "but you have to live with yourself. I can't do that for you."
"But you sure have tried," Susan half-smiled, as she bade her Mother goodbye and left her standing there amidst a bustling crowd at the airport.
Taking a taxi back to her place, Susan gave some thought to her Mother's warnings. She had to admit it could become very easy to fall prey to the servicemen's lust.
They could act so eager to go places and do things with her, as long as eventually they would wind up in bed with her. Maybe, all the other things they wanted to do... was designed toward that end.
Then again, she had to admit she had enjoyed herself with the sexy little interludes they would experience together. And was it wrong to enjoy the body. What were the sexual organs made for if it wasn't enjoyment? Certainly, bringing babies into the world was not the sole purpose of sexual intercourse! No way!
She quickly went up to her room and got some rest. But, she was bound and determined that she would try to revise her sex strategy. She figured it might be better to lay off doing anything more with either Capt. Camden or Lieut Harley for a while. They had had enough sex with her. Maybe, she could find a "steady" lover. That would be a much better situation... more wholesome, less whore-like. After all, even though she couldn't subscribe to her Mother's narrow-minded views on sex, she did have to admit that if she kept up the bed-hopping, she could soon have a sordid reputation.
When she went to work the following Monday, she got a big surprise. Capt. Camden was being transferred to another Army base.
"I hate to go," he told her, with a rather pained expression sweeping over his face. "We were just starting to get acquainted."
"We might have become much too well acquainted," Susan said seriously. "After all, I've got to have some more experiences. It isn't that I didn't enjoy... but let's be honest... I've got to find myself... I've got to..."
"Good luck," the Captain smiled, "and take care!"
"I hope you like the new base and you're going to," she told him. "And I hope you have a nice, sharp secretary."
"Sharp?" he chuckled, "That's important, but so is being shapely. I'll wish for a sharp, shapely secretary. So long, Susan."
Susan couldn't help brush back a tear. While their brief stormy relationship probably couldn't have lasted much longer, she nevertheless knew she would miss him. He had been so up front about everything that she couldn't help but admire and respect him for his integrity. At least, he let her know where he was coming from.
The replacement for the Captain was not a man she cared for at all. He was a pot-bellied married man who decorated his desk with endless pictures of his wife, his children, and even his grandmother. "Capt. Stevens," she asked one afternoon, "do you care if I leave work early today?"
"What is it, Susan?" he asked the female PFC. "I've got a splitting headache," she explained, "I guess they call it a cluster headache. My vision is blurred, and the pain is killing. I'd be willing to stay if you really needed me, but if you could spare me, I'd be grateful."
"Of course you may go now. I'd suggest that you go to the base hospital. Maybe they could see if there is anything serious... take care... and if you can't come in tomorrow, just phone in an hour before the office opens, so a replacement can be found."
"Yes," she nodded, "I'll be glad to. Thanks so much! I do appreciate you help in letting me go early."
Capt. Stevens was right. The hospital would be the place to go. Maybe a doctor could prescribe something that would relieve the awful pain she felt gnawing at her head; a pain that wouldn't stop.
She walked over to the nearby base hospital, and found the Emergency Room. A young, handsome intern was assigned to the room where a nurse had placed her. And from the moment, she laid eyes on him, she found herself magnetically pulled to him.
"I'm Lieut. Evans," he smiled, "and I see by the chart the nurse filled out you feel you have a "cluster" headache. Is that correct?"
"Oh, yes" she said, reaching up and letting the palm of her hand gently massage her forehead.
"Well, there's only owe thing to do about it," he smiled comfortingly, "first, make sure it is a cluster headache. We do have some new medication we are testing for this kind of headache, but I think a complete physical would be in order first, as we don't want to prescribe anything until we are sure what we are prescribing it for."
"That makes sense," Susan smiled wanly.
"Alright," he nodded, glad that she agreed so quickly. "To begin with you can remove all of your clothes. There is a hospital garment you can slip into and when I return I'll examine you... all over. I'll be back in five minutes,"
Saying that Lieut. Evans exited. For a moment, Susan wondered if it was necessary to remove all of her clothes. She hated to in a way, as she didn't want to tempt him. He seemed young and horny, and so appealing. She had to admit that it might prove to be quite a temptation to have sex with him... quite a temptation.
Brushing such fearful thoughts aside, she started to strip. She hung up her garments on a clothes hanger and then slipped into the white cotton hospital robe, waiting for his return. Sitting on the white sheet covered examination table, she somehow felt better. Maybe her mind was momentarily distracted from the painful headache. But, this she knew... she could hardly wait for the handsome doctor to return and examine her. He was obviously an intern. And he had looked at her in such a way that she sensed exactly what he was feeling. When he did return, she instantly noticed that he locked the examination room door. Turning, and smiling, he told her quite bluntly, "Now, if you will simply remove all of your clothes we can proceed."
The only clothing she had on was the hospital's white cotton robe he had told her to slip into. So, he could only mean one thing; he wanted her to strip, and stand before him stark naked.
"Certainly, doctor," she said agreeably.
Rising from the table, she stood on the floor and calmly let the white garment fall off her shoulders and down her naked body. The brown-haired, smoldering eyed, young intern was watching, watching every moment now as he looked at her luscious, ripe bosoms.
"Wow!" he exclaimed, "You are really put together nicely. I mean, you have well-developed bosoms that don't sag at all."
"Why, thank you Doctor," Susan smiled proudly, reaching beneath her breasts to clasp their full, smooth ripeness in her hands. "But you shouldn't be making comments like that to me. After all, I'm a patient."
"A very pretty patient." he grinned good naturedly, "If you don't mind my saying so."
"I don't mind," she said, letting her hands fall from her bosoms, almost as if she was asking him to reach out and touch their taut tips. He picked up her cue quickly, letting his hands reach up to grip them. They were lush, soft, and so smooth to his hands. He gently tweaked the nipple tips. Susan exclaimed, "Ouch!"
The doctor chuckled, "good reflexes!"
"Is that where you check for reflex response?" she smiled knowingly.
"Let's just say... that's where I always check for reflex response," he smiled at her.
Susan grinned, as she felt the young Doctor's hands reach down to her moistening vagina. And then, he let two fingers slide inside her pussy as he manipulated her clitoris effectively with his finger tips.
Susan let her hips roll rhythmically forward as if she were fucking his fingers.
"YESSSSSS!" he exclaimed excitedly, "OHHHHHH, I LOVE THAT RESPONSE!"
"I figured you would," Susan said, her cluster headache suddenly vanishing.
With his free hand, he reached back to pat her ample behind. "What a nice trim ass you've got," he flattered her.
"You are giving me a complete physical," she smiled at him.
"Of course I am," he assured her, "I never do anything halfway." When he got her pussy so stimulated, she was staring at him with lusty passion surfacing in her eyes, he grinned at her.
"You need this," he assured her, "best medicine any Doctor in the world can prescribe for a beautiful woman with a tight cunt."
"Doctor," Susan reminded him, "you shouldn't call a patient's vagina a cunt..."
"Forget formality," he chuckled, "enjoy ..."
Susan was forgetting all formality. In her rapturous enjoyment, she was finding great pleasure.
"Right on, Doctor," she smiled, "FUCK ME! FUCK ME WITH YOUR FINGER! THAT'S HOW YOU DO IT... YESSSSSSSS!"
He could see from the way she was responding, she was totally uninhibited, and this aroused and fired his own untamed passions.
Reaching up the horny Doctor played with her great bosoms, pinching the nipple-tips, squeezing and fondling them until she was so aroused she could hardly stand it.
"YESSSSS, YESSSSS," she cried out passionately, "FUCK ME! FUCK MEEEEEE!"
His fingers effectively fucked her, so much so in fact she was soon juicing. As she came in multiple climaxes, the Doctor decided her had better clamp his hand over her mouth.
"Not so loud, honey, we don't want everyone in the base hospital to know what I'm doing to you... unless we're staging a sex exhibition, and then we should charge!"
When he had finished fucking her sticky vagina, he figured it might be fun to slip his finger up her asshole.
"Now, turn around," he smiled.
Obediently, Susan turned around.
"Bend over," he smiled, "I have something for you!"
She bent over, and then he inserted his sticky with her cum-juice finger up her asshole.
"What are you doing?" she demanded hotly.
"I'm preparing you for fucking," he explained, "I can't think of anything nicer than screwing your asshole, once I've got it ready with your slick cum juices."
Susan had to hand it to the Doctor. He did have a lot of imagination.
"Oh, that feels so good when you slide your finger up my asshole," she exclaimed, "I LOVE IT!"
Keeping his finger pumping up her rectum did indeed please and excite her. She kept wiggling her butt for him, in an open invitation.
"Keep your motor running, honey," he told her, "I'll shove something nice and long and hard up your beautiful behind."
The young doctor wasted no time now. He immediately went to work, unzipping his fly. And then he pulled out his thick prick, aiming it directly for her ass-crack.
"Now that I've prepared you for the invasion of my dick up your asshole, I hope you're not going to rebel!"
"I'd rebel if you didn't screw my ass," she said, glancing over her shoulder and the Doctor grinned good naturedly.
With his thick, rigid dick slipping between her ass-cheeks, he wasted no time. Shoving forward with a thrilling thrust, he ran it right up her asshole.
"FUCK," he exclaimed, "FUCK! TWIST YOUR TAIL FOR ME!"
Susan had been sodomized enough now that she was aware of what was expected of her. Enjoying this keen kind of erotic excitement, she didn't hesitate for a moment to give him a wild screwing.
As her hips gyrated in time to his cock stabs, she did some creative fucking. She figured, it was her duty to give him an ass trip he'd never forget. She kept moving her hips in time to his prick plunges up her asshole.
"Fuck me," she begged, "FUCK ME! UP MY ASS! HARDER! OHHHHH, AHHHHHH, RIGHT UP MY ASSHOLE!"
Doctor Evans knew he had her where he wanted her. She was begging for it. And this was evidence she not only needed it, she required it, and he was only too willing to give her the best prescription he knew how to relieve her headache, his cock up her ass.
"Sure, baby," he said, watching his rigid dick slip between her beautiful round ass cheeks, "I'll give it to you... every fucking inch... just like you like it!"
Clutching her ass-cheeks with his hands, he rammed forward.
"YESSSS, YESSSSSSSS," he exclaimed, "All the way!"
She could feel his throbbing thick prick driving up her asshole relentlessly, his leather, swelling balls bouncing against her up turned ass-cheeks.
"FUCK ME, FUCK ME," she cried out passionately, "Ohhhhh, ahhhh, YESSSSS, FINGER MY SNATCH, WHILE YOU SCREW MY ASS!"
Not wanting to displease a patient, the horny young Army Doctor reached around to insert his finger in the PFC's hot, juicy cunt. He could tell just how stimulated she had become with his wild lovemaking.
"OHHHH, AHHH, YESSS, YESSS, FUCK ME, FUCK ME," she cried eagerly. "I WANT IT... IN MY PUSSY... UP MY ASS!"
This was Susan's first erotic encounter since experiencing the double-fuck orgy action with the Captain and the Lieutenant, and she loved it. It was marvelous the way the skillful young doctor could thrill her with his fingers flipping into her cunt, his pecker pumping up her ass in a regular rhythm.
"I... I CAN'T STAND IT!" she cried out.
The young intern had to remind the overwrought female PFC, "Remember, this is a hospital and they're sick people here. So, be quiet... even if you are excited, honey. I'm excited too, but I can't tell everyone in the damned, fucking hospital I'm sodomizing a patient while I finger-fuck her!"
"Why not?" Susan gasped, "let the whole world know about us. About our wild lovemaking. Oh, it feels so good the way you ram it to me. You're hotter than a pistol. I can tell. Screw me... screw me... all the way... like that!"
She couldn't seem to get enough of him, and he loved her responses. It pleased him to see she could grind her ass, without being told to the way so many of the female patients he was making it with had to be commanded.
His pecker rode up her slick asshole, his swelling balls would slap smoothly against her round ass cheeks, when he would drill in all the way.
"FUCK!" he exclaimed passionately, "BRING ME THERE WITH YOUR ASS MOVEMENTS! YOU DO THE WORK NOW! FINISH IT, FUCKER!"
Susan loved the wild way he talked. She was glad to do as he told her to. And then, she felt him coming. She could feel it happening in his quivering, big balls. She could feel the cum shooting the length of his plunging prick.
"I'M CUMMMMMMING," the young Doctor groaned in ecstasy, as he shot his cum load up her tight, yielding asshole. "AHHHHH, OHHHHH, YESSSS, MILK MY PRICK!"
Twisting her tight tail, she did milk him alright. He was completely turned on, his rigid cock sliding in his own slick sperm he had shot up her rectum.
"AHHH, YOU'RE TREMENDOUS," he panted, "AHHHHH, OHHHHH, BABY, YOU ARE DRAINING ME! FUCK! FUCK IT OFFFFF!"
Hot white sperm shot up her asshole again and again as his repeater peter finished screwing her tail.
CHAPTER TEN
When he slid his cock out of her ass, he told her frankly there was another Doctor she should be examined by.
"When you say examined" Susan smiled, "of course you mean screwed by. Why don't you tell it like it is? I'm up front!"
Looking at her naked breasts, he nodded, "I see what you mean!"
"Is he a good lover?"
"The women tell me he really knows how to sock it to them. He is very distinguished. He has a huge cock, with balls down to here, and some women pay him to suck him off, they're so crazy about him. Around the hospital the nurses all call him 'Cliff the cock'!"
As she stood there naked, contemplating whether or not she should do something with Cliff, she could see that Doctor Evans was very much enthused about the prospect himself.
"What do you get out of it?" she smirked. "Well, if you must know I'm what they call a 'voyeur'... you know what that is, don't you?"
"Don't use those big medical terms on me," she said, "tell me in plain talk what this sex freak urge you have actually is."
"A 'voyeur' is someone who derives great sexual pleasure watching someone else getting fucked. Is that plain enough for you?"
"Sure. Why didn't you say so in the first place? They used to call that a 'Peeping Tom' back where I came from. But I guess you Doctors have to use big fancy names like 'voyeur' to say the same thing. So, you want to play 'Peeping Tom' while I play the role of "Sadie", the all time slut."
"What is all this talk about "Sadie the Slut"?"
"You're not very literary, Doctor," she said, enjoying putting him down with something he didn't know.
"Sadie happens to be the world famous slut old Somerset Maugham invented for his book "Rain". You see Sadie was stranded in an out of the way port in the South Pacific... some tropical paradise named Pago Pago. And it was all lush and green cause it never stopped raining there. Sadie got bored, and figured she'd put the make on everyone around cause all it ever did was rain around there. Well, one man didn't fall for her charms... the preacher. And Sadie set her stakes on the preacher. He converted her, and she quit fucking around. But, damnit, if he didn't get a hard-on for Sadie, and she screwed him too. She was all screwed up because of the rain... I guess that's Maugham's moral... stay away from places where it rains too much cause you might start screwing everything in sight to pass the time."
"It figures," the young intern smiled, "Let me phone for Cliff the Cock. He would like to meet you... or I should say... eat you."
"Alright, but I should charge," she complained, "here I'm offering my treasure gratis! And when people get something for free they don't value it, like they ought to."
"If you charged you'd be a whore," the Doctor shook his head solemnly, "if you do it free, then you are a free spirit!"
"Or a fucking fool," she said derisively, as she tried to decide whether or not she should carry on with Cliff the Cock. It didn't seem wholesome to let someone watch. She didn't know anything about voyeurs, but she knew Peeping Toms were sick alright.
"Say, nurse, would you give me Doctor Clifford Johnson, please. There's an emergency in the emergency room that I need his help with."
There was a moment of silence as Doctor Evans listened to his nurse. "No... I don't need you. I need Doctor Johnson."
"To each his own," the nurse said dejectedly, as she rang for Doctor Johnson.
"Dr. Clifford Johnson here," a virile voice answered after a couple of rings.
"Cliff, this is Dr. Evans. I'm down in Emergency and something has come up that I need your help with... could you come down right away."
"If it's choice, I won't only come down, I'll go down," he chuckled, "nice and juicy, huh?"
"Hotter than a pistol and rarin' to go," he replied.
Doctor Clifford Johnson understood exactly what his colleague was talking about, and he was only too happy to accommodate him. He immediately let his nurse know an emergency had come up and that he was eager to take care of it immediately.
"Of course, Doctor Johnson."
When Cliff came to the door of the Emergency Room, he used his recognizable knock. He knocked twice, and she immediately opened the door.
"Wow!" he said, "you might get a chill standing there in your birthday suit."
As soon as Cliff came in, and Doctor Evans had locked the door, he started to strip.
"Wait till you see what he's got hanging between his legs," Doctor Evans enthused.
"And here it is," Cliff smiled, as he hastily slid out of his confining white cotton shorts. "My pecker... big Cliff the Cock!"
She was amazed at its size, and the way it stood right out in front of him.
"He's got a nine incher," Doctor Evans enthused. "Think you can fit all that man meat in your mouth?"
"I'm not sure I can," she confessed, "but I sure as hell can try, can't I?"
"Right-on," Cliff countered. "I'll stretch out up here on the examination table and you can get down there between my legs and give me a good time."
She wasted no time whatsoever, getting down between Cliff's thighs. Eagerly, Susan reached for his huge cock, gripping it at its thick base. She began stroking him, thoroughly enjoying having all of his cock in her hand, seeing his quivering big balls go up with every rapid upswing of her hand.
"Now, my love, why don't you give me the thrill of your nice little tongue licking around my ass crack?"
At first she didn't know what to say. Cliff was apparently serious. She got in closer, and then let her tongue gently slide around his asshole. He enjoyed the sensation enormously.
"Very nice... very nice, indeed," Cliff exclaimed excitedly. "You have a nice way with your tongue. Just let it slide lazily around my asshole, before you stab it up my behind."
She continued pulling on his prick, and at the same time didn't miss a beat with her licking around Cliff's tight ass-crack. But, he wanted more.
"Why don't you suck my balls in your mouth," he smiled down at the young female PFC. "That would bring me great pleasure!"
Her tongue swiftly licked around his testicles. And then she let her mouth hang open, and she sucked them inside her hot mouth, caressing them with her tongue, thrilling and exciting him by so doing.
"Very nice... v e r y nice!" Cliff complimented her.
Strangely, she began desiring Cliff's huge, throbbing cock in her mouth. She could hardly wait to suck on him, to feel him ramming it to her. But, for now, she had to be confined to ass-licking as that was what he wanted at this moment.
Her tongue swung into action. She licked smoothly all around Cliff's tight, crinkly, asshole.
"Lick it," he told her, "go ahead... lick my asshole!"
All of a sudden his buttocks rose off the white-sheeted examination table, as if in offering to
Susan.
"Time for you to stiffen that cute tongue of yours, honey and get set for the trip up my asshole!"
She closed her eyes, her tongue lightly laving his behind, and then she distinctly stiffened her tongue, and with great dignity, stabbed forward, sliding right up the handsome young doctor's rectum.
"OOOOOHHHHHHHHH," Cliff exclaimed, "AHHHHHHH, I LOOOOOVE IT! YOU ARE SUCH A TALENTED ASS LICKER!"
She kept her tongue stiff as she tongue-fucked his rectum just as he demanded. Apparently, this is what turns him on she thought, and I'll give him whatever he wants.
Her tongue slid smoothly up his tight, anal orifice. Soon, he was twisting all over the examination table, obviously totally turned on by what she was doing.
"USE YOUR HAND TOO! DON'T FORGET TO JACK ME, WHILE YOU EAT MY ASS OUT! OHHH, I LOVE THOSE DOUBLE SENSATIONS AT THE SAME TIME. YESSS, YESSSSSSS!"
She didn't miss a beat. Her tongue whipped up his tight rectum, her hand pumped on his rigid, huge prick.
Looking at the top of his cock, Doctor Johnson could detect crystal cum-drops starting to seep out of its tip. He knew that it wouldn't be much longer until his penis was erupting. And he wanted to make sure that when he did get his gun off it was in her hot, sucking mouth.
"Baby, you'd better take your tongue out of my asshole," he admonished her. "That is if you want to have me feed you my cum."
This was exactly what she desired. She wasted no time. She eased her stiffened tongue from his rectum, whipped it gently back and forth across his balls, and then licked the underside of Cliff's huge, throbbing shaft.
She enjoyed this moment immensely. And so did Doctor Evans. He was standing close by, his hand on his cock, stroking. He never could figure out why he obtained such a special delight out of watching Cliff get his cock sucked off, but he did, and that was that.
Maybe it was the sheer size of his penis. And watching the innocent young girl go down on him. "SUCK MY PRICK," he panted anxiously, "slip your finger up my asshole, honey. You'll be massaging my prostate gland while you lick my dick off. Go ahead, honey... you're driving me ape just thinking about it. Go ahead!"
She wasted no time. She brought her mouth to the head of his throbbing, thick cockshaft. But, it was definitely not going to be ah easy fit. This she knew for sure. Nevertheless, she tried her best.
"Open your mouth wider... you'll get it in if you try," Doctor Evans advised, getting more excited every moment as he saw her struggling to accommodate Cliff the Cock in her mouth. Finally, with her mouth wide open, she let him thrust forward. All at once her mouth was engulfed with prick meat. She felt the meaty head of it caressing the back of her throat.
"OHHHH, AHHHH, YESS, YESSS," Cliff groaned, his body writhing in delight, his hands reaching down instinctively to grip her head and hold her there, pinned over his prick. "SUCK THE JUICE OUT OF MY DICK... SUCK MY COCK... SUCK MY COCK OOOOFFFFF!"
Her head bobbed mechanically up and down his long, thrilling prick, her finger inserted up his rectum, as she rhythmically finger fucked his asshole, and sucked his cock at the same time.
"JUST LIKE IT WAS MADE FOR YOUR MOUTH!" Cliff exclaimed, "A marvelous fit. SUCK... SUCK IT... SUCK IT OFFF!"
She continued sucking smoothly" on his cock, enjoying the unique sensation of having him fit the huge thing down her throat as he rode her face.
"SUCK... SUCK MY COCK... SUCK MY COCK," he cried out passionately. "OHHHH, AHHHH, YESSS, YESSSSSSS!"
She wasted no time, in letting her mouth move smoothly. And then she felt Doctor Evans fitting his huge cock between her round ass cheeks. He had joined them on the examination table, and was determined to mount her from behind.
"OHHH, AHHH, YESS, YESSS," he cried out eagerly, "That's the way to do it. SWING YOUR ASS FOR ME. I'LL SODOMIZE YOU WHILE YOU SUCK COCK."
When Doctor Evans' huge penis head shoved right to her tight anal ring, she wondered for a tense moment if she could possibly accommodate all of the cockmeat he was sliding up her asshole. It wasn't, going to be easy.
"RELAX, HONEY," the young intern said, gently prying her ass-cheeks wider apart. "I'll just shove it up your ass... slowly and easily,... AHHHHHHH, UGGGHHHH!"
"If that was slow and easy," she mused, "what would it be like if you rammed it up my butt?"
Doctor Johnson was angry. He was certain that Doctor Evans anal assault had momentarily distracted her from giving him a blow job and he didn't hesitate to say so.
"PLEASE!" he demanded hotly, "don't distract her. When she is doing such a good job, I don't want her distracted from what she is doing ..."
"Sorry about that," Doctor Evans replied, "but I've got it almost in her asshole now... just a moment's delay."
"But that might be the moment when I'm ready to shoot my load," Doctor Johnson explained hotly, "now get your cocksucking mouth back on my prick and quick!"
It did please Susan to see that she was obviously the center of attention. She wasted no time in getting her mouth back on Cliffs cock. Her cheeks pulled out, as he rode forward, sinking every inch of his rigid prick in her mouth. His prick-head glided against the back of her throat.
"Ohhhh, that feels so damned, cocksucking GOOD," he exclaimed, "Your mouth was made for fucking."
As he rammed it down her throat, in a deep-throat fucking action, she kept her poise, never forgetting to keep her finger alertly sliding up his asshole, pleasing, exciting and stimulating him.
"YESSSS, OHHHH, AHHHH, YESSSSSSS, COCK LICKER," Doctor Johnson gasped as the female PFC proved her cocksucking skill, as she not only continued sliding her mouth up and down his rigid male member, but made sure her finger continued riding up his asshole as well.
At the same time, young Doctor -Evans was giving her an ass-fucking she wouldn't soon forget. He'd ram it to the right, and her hips would gyrate to the left, and then he'd penetrate her butt to the left, as she swung her hips in tandem.
"OHHHH, I'M CUMMMMMING," Cliff cried passionately, plunging all of his prick down her throat, and exploding. "EAT ME! EAT MY COCK! SUCK EVERY DAMNED DROP OUT OF IT... DRAIN IT!"
She kept her mouth on his rigid dick, enjoying the sensation of sucking him off immensely.
"YESSS, LIKE THAT... LICK IT... LICK IT OFF!"
She didn't miss a beat, swallowing, eating his juicy, hot, white spurting sperm-load.
"AHHHHH, AHHH, OHHHH, YESSSS, YESS," he panted passionately, "EAT MY COCK OFF ..."
This in turn got Doctor Evans so excited, he hammered his prick up her twisting, tight asshole, exploding inside her behind.
"I'm CUMMMMING," he cried out too, as his sticky white sperm shot up her asshole in a frenzied, sliding fucking finish.
Susan could feel her cunt dripping with cum. Apparently, the double thrills of getting her face fucked while she was being ass-fucked had performed magic down around her pussy.
"EAT IT... SWALLOW EVERY COCKSUCKING DROP," Doctor Johnson demanded, as the young, cock-hungry female finished giving him a head job.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
When Susan left the Army base hospital, her cluster headache had vanished. But, she couldn't help feeling somewhat guilty about what she had done. After all, she had to admit she had been quite liberal in her sexual willingness to play around with both of the doctors and this bothered her. So much so in fact, she vowed with all of her might, she would not get bogged down in too much sex again. After all, she had every right to enjoy herself, but this was going too far.
After work one day, she made an appointment to visit the local base shrink. She knew it would not be easy to reveal the intimate details of her sexual life, but there was no other way if she was ever going to come to grips with what was happening. She phoned the base doctor's office and made an appointment. At least it would be one way she could legitimately stay off her job. But, the fears kept cropping up about what she was going to say to him when she saw him.
Nevertheless, the next day, with the help of a Valium, she managed to pull herself together, so she could make the necessary visit to the shrink's office.
When she entered the office of Doctor Ken Channing, she was pleased to see what a handsome, young doctor he was. And, as he got to his feet to introduce himself, she made it a point to sort of bow, so he could catch a good view of her cleavage.
"Young lady," he smiled, "you aren't supposed to wear clothes like that while you are on duty. Apparently, you decided you didn't want to wear your uniform for some reason ..."
"A uniform can be so drab," she explained solemnly. "It makes me feel downright edgy wearing the same thing hundreds of other women are wearing."
"You apparently are under some kind of tension," the handsome, dark-haired young psychiatrist observed, "the best way to relieve tension is to let yourself go... forget about clothes... forget about problems... bare your soul so to speak ..."
"How about baring my body!" the beautiful female PFC asked the shrink.
"If it will help any, of course. Feel free to strip and I'll simply throw a towel over the couch."
"You shrinks are so intelligent," she said, as she started to remove her clothes. "Nothing gets you down... you don't get depressed."
As the young, horny shrink saw the female PFC strip, he thought her statement nothing could get him down was going too far. For, she had such a magnificent mound moistening her sheer white nylon panties, that he knew he would gladly get down around her crotch if she would only give him the chance.
"Now, slip out of your panties too," he advised her, when she hesitated for a taut moment trying to decide whether or not she would be completely comfortable if she weren't naked.
"Alright..." she agreed reluctantly, "I suppose I can trust you!"
"I'm a married man," he smiled confidently, "You have nothing to fear exposing your lovely, shapely, naked body to me... I can assure you ..."
"Well, I certainly hope not," she said, easing out of her panties. "Does your wife have a key to your office?"
"I should say not. I trust her implicitly of course and she trusts me but I wouldn't want her to misunderstand my motives for having my female patients' bare ass naked. It is a kind of therapy I utilize to help my patients achieve the freedom... the freedom they need."
"Of course," she replied, "it's a completely professional arrangement."
Yet, as she stretched out the Doctor found it difficult to keep the entire interview on a professional level.
"What precisely is your problem?" he began.
"It's that men turn-on with me too much," she said sadly, her hands suddenly covering her moistening crotch.
"Now, why did you do that?" the Doctor demanded, "From a psychiatric standpoint I'd have to make this observation, you are obviously trying to cover something up."
"I guess you are right," she said, removing her hands from her vagina, "My vagina is what my basic problem is, you see."
"Yes, I do see," the Doctor nodded, his eyes glistening with lust as he glanced down between her luscious, supple young thighs.
"Ever since I was in grade school I've turned men on. But, with my Mother's guidance I didn't lose my virginity until the second year of college."
"That is rare these days," he nodded, "tell me more. I'm beginning to see the picture."
"Well, I fought my first lover off at first, but it was a losing battle ..."
"Why, because he was stronger!"
"No," she shook her head, "but all this happened because I wanted him as much as he wanted me. And good girls aren't supposed to want to get fucked and sucked and the whole sex trip. I mean, we're supposed to be above all that!"
"That's not true at all," he shook his head, "It is perfectly natural for a woman who want sex as much as a man. But our society has painted a false picture of the virtue in a good woman. Some have tried to make it appear that a so called "good" woman or a "lady" if you please couldn't ask a man for a "fuck" to use the crude words so common in the hurly-burly world we live in."
"Oh, Doctor, you understand! You do understand!"
"Call me, Ken... no need to be formal."
"If we don't have to be formal, Ken," she smiled seductively, "why don't you take all your clothes off and join me on the couch?"
"That wouldn't be professional," Ken hedged.
"It might not be professional," she admitted, with a sly smile, "but it sure would be fun for you ... and me... at least that's what all the others say!"
"I wonder if they are wrong," the horny Doctor said curiously.
"There's only one way to find out," Susan assured him, "and I'm game if you are."
"Hmmm, well I must phone my secretary and tell her that I'm not to be disturbed..."
Reaching for the telephone Ken explained to his secretary that he was taking no calls and did not want to be disturbed.
As he stood there, naked and smiling when he'd removed his shorts, his thick, rigid cock jutted out in front of him, his weighty balls. It didn't take long before Ken was on the couch beside her. He reached underneath the couch to locate a pillow, which he subsequently placed beneath her buttocks.
"Spread your legs," he told her.
Ken inserted two fingers in Susan's pussy, and played with her until he got her so excited she was juicing. Using the juice from her vagina, he carefully parted her buttocks. He looked at her tiny, brown, puckered anus. The elastic flesh seemed to pucker in and out, a brownish, pink hole, just waiting to be filled with the screwing heat of his pulsating cock.
At first he worked his middle finger into the sucking, tight passage of her asshole. Then his finger sank all the way up to the palm as it wormed into her tightly clinging rear channel.
"Ohhhh, Ken," she begged, "take it easy... you are hurting me."
Sweat was breaking out on Ken's forehead and on her upper lip.
"No, Ken ..." she begged, "don't bugger me! I don't want you doing that! Stop it!"
However, Ken enjoyed what he was doing. He kept plunging his finger in and out of her tightly, puckered anal orifice as she groaned in torment.
"Now, I'm going to stick my dick up your ass," he declared, "And you are going to love it."
Sliding his finger from her asshole, he displayed his penis for her to gaze upon. Its spongy, purple head was throbbing. He spit in his hand, applying his own spittle to his huge cock.
"Now, pull your ass cheeks apart," he ordered her roughly.
Begrudgingly, she parted her ass cheeks for him. Ken shoved his horny hips forward until his lust- bloated cockhead was pressing hard against her tiny asshole. The elastic flesh was extremely resistant to the entry of his enormous male shaft of hot, hard cockmeat.
Susan became so terrified, she was trembling with dreaded anticipation. And all of a sudden, without any warning, Ken thrust his enormous, erect penis deep up inside her asshole. She tried to scream, but he clamped his hand tightly over her mouth.
"Don't make a sound. I don't want my secretary to hear!" he blasted her.
In her eyes was reflected the pure pain of what he was doing to her, drilling his plunging prick up her tight, hot asshole.
He enjoyed watching her suffer as his huge cock stretched her tiny anus beyond its limits.
Strangely, however, the awful pain slowly disappeared, as he went on fucking her harder. He was driving his lust-maddened cock still further, penetrating her ass all the way.
She tried in vain to pull her hips away so he would remove the intruding, painful penis. However, he grabbed her roughly, pinning her to the bed. Over and over again, he thrust his cock into her. Ken forced the entire length of his manhood up her asshole, and watched her cringe with twisted delight.
"You like that?"
"Ahhh, Uhhhgh, yes," she gasped.
He went on ramming it to her without mercy, his weighty, hairy balls slapping against her upturned ass cheeks as he did so.
"FUCK IT," he exclaimed, "Come on, baby ... grind that cute ass of yours... Show me you appreciate having some solid dick meat up your asshole. FUCK... FUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK!"
"OHHHHH!" she groaned, "Stop it... damn you, Ken... stop it!"
Admittedly, it was an awful thing for the young, horny doctor to do to her, but he had her right where he wanted her. He went right on shoving into her, obviously enjoying the pain and torture he was generating in her loins. He reveled in the cruel fucking of her asshole, and he wasn't going to stop now.
"You took off all your clothes," the smiling, lusty Doctor reminded her, "you asked for it... you got it... nine inches of prick meat! Fuck... wiggle your ass!"
She could see he would never be satisfied until he got all he wanted from her.
Pools of sweat beaded her forehead and fears of being injured made her tremble.
"Now, you're fucking," he told her, his breath coming short, "Twist your ass. Cooperate with me!"
A sudden wave of nausea made her stomach queasy. Despite herself, she was starting to experience a strange kind of pleasure in what was happening. She held her body rigid.
"Damnit," Ken complained, "Relax when I'm screwing your asshole, will ya'?"
He went on driving his prick into her with hard, plunging cock stabs, relishing her torment.
"Yes," he exclaimed lustily, "Now, you're fucking! Fuck it!"
He shoved the enormous swollen cock into the depths of her painfully stretched rectum. Ken was enjoying it more every moment. The harder she fought, the more he derived pleasure from what he was doing. Her incredibly tight anal passage was giving him a perverse sex thrill.
"OHHHHH, GET IT OVER WITH... GET YOUR COCK OOFFFFF!" she groaned as she threw her head from side to side, while he went on rutting up her asshole, driving his cock in up to the hilt.
Ken could fuck Susan with amazing force, obviously motivated by his desire to discover what other men had seen in her, himself.
Even though Susan tried to refrain from crying out in anguish, small moans escaped her lips as his insane passion kept him plunging up her heated asshole without mercy.
"FUCK IT... GRIND YOUR CUTE ASS... OHHH, AHHHH, YESSS, YESS, I'M ALMOST THERE," he groaned, "FUCK! FUCK!"
She couldn't control the motions of her pelvis and her buttocks rolled in a savage rhythm to match every stroke of his madly plunging penis.
"FUCK," he exclaimed, "FUCK MY COCK IN YOUR ASS!"
At last Susan's body overpowered her mind, as her hot hips worked around, and up and down, her greedy ass sucking hungrily on his huge, throbbing, stabbing penis.
"MILK ME," he exclaimed, "AHHHHH, OHHHHH, I'M CUMMMMMING!" Hot spurts of white cum shot up her asshole, as he unloaded his throbbing cock.
His sizzling cum was shooting up her ass, thrilling her, causing her to twist her tail in a frenzied response to their wild fucking session.
Forcing her anal muscles to seize his prick in her ass, she squeezed down hard. She closed her eyes, savoring the strange, ecstatic thrill she was deriving from this wild ass fucking episode.
"FUCK ME, FUCK ME," she cried out passionately, "OHHH, AHHH, YESS, YESSS, SCREW MY ASS!"
He was amazed. He had brought her around to where she not only wanted it, she was begging for it.
"HARDER," she begged, "FUCK ME, FUCK ME HARDER... UP MY ASS!"
And of course, he wanted to please her, as he continued ramming it up her. Reaching forward, he slid his hands underneath her chest to viciously grip her bosoms, to pinch her taut nipples. Her body was on fire to be fucked. Her cheeks were crimson as the burning passionate flames of lusty desire engulfed her.
"OHHHHH!" he groaned as his cock fucked her ass, and her hot tight butt milked on his throbbing, cum-shooting cock.
"Ahhh, ohhhh, yess," he groaned as her ass milked his cock." He pulled his dick out of her ass and complimented her. When he withdrew from her ass, some of his burning cum fell on her bare buttocks. He wiped it off with his hand, and bent over and humbly pressed his lips to her smooth, round ass.
Pulling away, he squeezed them playfully, as he thanked her. "That was a real tight fuck, let me tell you! You know just how to make any man happy! Men sense this in you, Susan and that is why they can't keep their hot little hands off you." Susan rolled over and stretched out. "That's the fucking truth!" The young Doctor sat down beside her now. "Would you care to reveal anymore to me about your problems?"
"Well, I guess I could," she said, "for some reason many men like to have me give them blow jobs... I guess that is what it is technically called."
Correcting her, the shrink explained. "No, blow job is slang for "fellatio", and that is the technical word. I learned that at college."
"I'm glad you learned something there besides screwing," she said, "as no doubt you were like a lot of other college kids these days, spending your time on pot and booze and sex."
"Well, one has to have a few small pleasures in life," he lamented, "or why should we work our tails off... Am I right?"
"Of course you are," she smiled, "Now would you tell me why men like to have me perform "fellatio" on them? I'm damned curious to know why they demand such a degrading act to be performed on them." Ken shook his head, indicating his displeasure with what she was saying before he continued explaining his views on sex.
"Wrong, my dear... fellatio need not be degrading. If it isn't forced, it can be very beautiful... depending of course on the cocksucker."
"You have a lovely way of looking at life," she confided.
"Well, I try and be open and honest about everything," he smiled with self-assurance. "In ancient times, some religions involved fellatio as a religious ritual!"
"Why, you don't say?" she gasped in amazement. "An ancient religious rite was connected to cocksucking."
"Precisely, my dear," he smiled, "the ancients looked upon the male and female sexual organs as God's gifts of fertility and they had their pagan fertility rites, which included not only fellatio but cunnilingus as well."
"Cunni... what?"
"Cunnilingus," he smiled knowingly, "That is where the male puts his tongue into the woman's sexual organ. It is quite a delightful sensation for both participants, so they tell me."
"Haven't you ever tried it?"
"Can't say I have," the shrink said sadly, "I'm the shy type."
Reaching down to pat her pussy, Susan parted her legs.
"Be shy no more. Eat my cunt, Ken... about time you got started into pussy eating... don't you think?"
CHAPTER TWELVE
The horny young Doctor appreciated Susan's concern that he have the unique opportunity of finding out what she tasted like.
He dropped to his knees, and pressed his lips eagerly against her vaginal lips. Using his thumbs, he parted her pussy folds.
"Yes, ohhhh, yessss," she gasped. "I LOVE IT!"
As he came closer, she could feel his hot breath on her crotch, as his tongue flipped along her hair fringed fissure obscenely. She thrilled to the sight of him on his knees.
"OHHHH, AHHHH, YESSSS," she cried out passionately, as she felt his tongue sliding between her moistening cuntal lips.
She was exquisitely lubricated, having become stimulated from the first moment he laid his hands on her thighs. He loved the delicious taste of her as he tongue fucked her with wild abandon, driving his tongue deep into her pussy.
She looked down at his face. Then, he withdrew his tongue from her vagina, as he titillated her with only his fingertips. He could detect the beaded moistness rimming the luscious pink lips of her appealing pussy.
"Open your legs wider," he smiled up at her.
He could see the tempting, inviting folds of her pussy, seemingly flowering open into eager, lusty desire. He could tell she was just aching to have him slip his prick between her exquisitely tapered legs.
"Now," he told her, "I think you should have a reward ..."
"What kind of reward?" she asked, a knowing smile playing about her lips.
The Doctor reached down to grip his huge penis.
"This," he grinned, "My cock! How would you like to feel all that prick meat stabbing up your cunt... wouldn't that be nice?"
Susan nodded. Her hand reached out to gently stroke his cock for him. He tingled to the tips of his toes to the sensations she was generating in his balls, as she pulled methodically on his huge penis.
"Why don't you lick it for good luck?"
"Don't you mean good suck?" Susan grinned, as she opened her mouth, letting the tip of her tongue lash over the head of his huge penis.
When she could tell she had him all fired up, she was ready, willing and anxious to have him ramming it into her cunt.
"Ohhhh, pleeeeeassseee, shove that thing in me," she pleaded passionately. "I want to feel every fucking inch of you sliding inside me... pllllleassseeeeeee, FUCK ME.... FUCK ME!"
Not wanting to disappoint her, the Doctor quickly straddled the couch. And then he guided his throbbing, hard prick into her fiery cunt hole.
"FUCK ME... FUCK MEEEEE ..." she gasped, as he guided himself into her willing cunt-hole. Her cuntal muscles gladly gripped his penis, as she began twisting, and churning her hips in time to his penetrating penis stabs.
She thrilled to the sensations that were flowing through her body now. The licentious thrills had her emotions skyrocketing, as he patiently pumped it to her.
"FUCK ME... FUCK ME," she cried out, reaching up to grip his broad, muscular shoulders. And then Susan's hot and anxious hands slid down to grip his bare buttocks. She squeezed his ass-cheeks lovingly, as he kept pumping it into her.
"I LOVE IT," she cried out in sexual ecstasy. "YESSS! RAM IT IN ME... FUUUCCCKKK MEEEEEEE!"
Reaching down he gripped her opulent young breasts. She loved his fingertips pinching her taut, nipple tips until she groaned. He was totally sensually aroused now, and together they formed a writhing, pumping, pulsing, fucking combination. Throwing away any attempt at maintaining her pride and dignity, the young PFC arched her beautiful body and drove her buttocks backward against her muscular lover's loins, grinding her hips and twisting against him in order to receive every inch of his fiercely hammering shaft. She had become delirious with unquenched passion. She had no conscious will any longer, only the irresistible desire to fuck, to open, to explode the walls and defenses that had kept her body imprisoned and unsatisfied for so long.
"AAAHHHnnnggghhh," she groaned as he plunged every hard inch of his throbbing dick deep inside her. She began experiencing totally new sensations, thrilling and blindly sensual.
The hot-blooded young Doctor demanded, "Baby, grab my ass... squeeze it, feel it when I drive it into you... feel my ass muscles flexing."
As she squeezed his sinewy buttocks, she could indeed feel every muscular, driving cockthrust into her, reflected in his muscle response.
"That's the way," he told her, "now be a good girl and finger my asshole."
She wasted no time. Parting his bare buttocks, she let her finger slowly inch up his tight rectum. "Yes... yesssss," he groaned, "that feels FANtastic!"
Getting his prostate gland effectively massaged as she fingered his anus only added to the delightful pleasures he was experiencing now.
"FUCK... FUCK MEEEE," she begged, "YESSSSS! I LOVE IT... AHHHH, OHHHH, FUCK MEEEEEEE!"
She could feel his loaded balls slapping against her loins, as he fired up his cock, getting ready to explode.
"I'm almost there," he panted, pumping it into her with a fiery, savage cockstab. "OHHHHH, AHHHHH, YESSSSS! FUCK... FUCK, FUCK!"
Fiery pleasure surged through her body now, as he exploded. She could feel his hot white cum exploding, as he kept unloading in her gripping, milking cunt.
"I'M CUMMMMMING," he groaned in ecstasy, "YESSS, OHHHH, AHHHH, FUCK OFFFFF!"
When he obtained his thrilling climax, sending his sperm gushing into her cunt, she knew what she had to do. She had to clutch his ass cheeks in her squeezing hands, pumping her pelvis forward as she approached her own back-scratching climax too.
"AHHHH, OHHHH, YESSSS, I'M CUMMM-MMMING," he groaned, "That's the way you do it! FUCK! FUCK!"
To her total surprise, he was unloading his pecker pistol in her once again.
"Oh, wow!" Susan groaned, as she felt herself gushing, her cuntal juices providing superb lubrication for his sliding cock, as he finished giving her a wild screw. He kept ramming it into her, enjoying the tight, slickness of her cunt, as he finished fucking her.
When he pulled his prick from her pussy, he glanced at the clock on the wall and shuddered.
"My wife will be calling any moment. I do hope she doesn't drop in the office."
"I guess that means our romantic interlude is over," Susan sadly declared. The Doctor looked at her as if he couldn't comprehend what on earth she was talking about.
"I guess I got you over your cluster headache," he said proudly, as he pulled on his shorts, and promptly proceeded to complete dressing.
Just then there was a knock on the door. The young Army "shrink" shrugged, "I knew it! It's my wife! Hurry up and get your clothes on before the narrow minded bitch barges in by breaking the door down."
"Would she do that?"
"It depends on how long it takes you to get dressed," he told Susan nervously.
Hastily, the disheartened young female PFC began dressing. It both annoyed and troubled her to think about the fact the Doctor had put no feeling into the sexual act insofar as affection was concerned. He was a rough-rider, hell-bent on getting his orgasm. Once he'd achieved that, he obviously didn't give a damn about anything.
When she'd finished dressing, and the knocks became more insistent, the nervous Doctor calmly opened the door, to be met by the glare of his angry wife.
"What have you been doing in here?"
"When I'm with a patient," he declared self- righteously, "I think you have a ton of nerve to come in here and interrupt our hypnotherapy session. You nearly spoiled it, by knocking so loud. Susan thought someone was knocking on the door in the home she was at in her childhood. You see, we regressed her to twelve years of age to find out if the problem developed there that she suffers from now."
"Well, you're going to have a problem with me if you don't do some tall explaining. I got a call from a woman who told me you seduced her last week."
"It's a lie," the Doctor quickly quipped. "Apparently, she is trying to disturb you and being the disturbed person you are it was easy."
"How dare you talk that way to me?" The Doctor glared at her, as Susan waved goodbye and left him alone with his wife, for his secretary figured it was time to take off too, and scribbled a note on her desk for him as she fled the scene, not wanting to become embroiled in a family squabble.
Once they were alone, the Doctor's wife calmed down.
"I guess I'm just overly suspicious," she admitted candidly, "As we both know you haven't been the faithful husband ..."
Susan could hear them calming down, as she walked out the door and she was grateful that session was over.
When she got back to her quarters, she was disturbed to see a young PFC, whose name she didn't know, waiting to talk to her.
"If you'll speak to a man who isn't a Lieut., a Capt., or a Doctor, maybe we can get acquainted," he smiled at her.
She knew he obviously was aware of her past, and this troubled her greatly.
"Why do you think I'd have anything to do with you?" she snapped indignantly, "and how did you get in my room."
"That's for me to know and you to find out," he smiled," but I think I have something down between my legs that will interest you greatly"
Without saying another word, the nearly 6 foot tall man, began unzipping his fly, and fumbling inside his pants for his penis.
"Stop it," she shrieked, "stop it this instant!"
He only smiled at her, and indicated how little it meant to him that she didn't want to see his male member.
"Look at it," he said with a menacing tone. "Or maybe the cock of a buck private isn't good enough for her highness, her ladyship ..."
He walked close to her, his thick prick sticking out from his loins like a sword.
"Open your cocksucking mouth!" he commanded, "and be damned fucking quick about it tool"
Her jaw hung slack. He was huge. Cum was oozing from the small slit at the crown of his cock.
"Go ahead," he said, "lick it... eat it!"
Still keeping her eyes shut, she reluctantly opened her mouth.
"Now," he told her, "grab my cock in your hands and guide it into your hot, cocksucking mouth ..."
Realizing that she had better give him what he wanted, she reached out for his throbbing penis.
"You'll enjoy it if you like good cock," he smiled, as the exquisite pressure of her fingers around his thick, blood engorged cock ignited his passions.
"Go ahead and taste we," he smiled. It gave him a special charge to think of such a beautiful female animal giving him a cock suck. "Suck on it," he insisted. It was apparent to her that he was sexually obsessed. What a unique but horrifying situation to find herself in. Yet, she did enjoy the taste of his pre-seminal fluid, as her tongue lapped and licked at the head of his cock.
"Go ahead, honey," he smiled, "pull my pecker to your lips and suck on it... other women who've gobbled my cum go crazy for my cock. You will too if you do what I tell you to. Suck it\"
Gently, she slid his quivering cock to her mouth. She let him shove forward, closing her lips about the blue veined thickness of his prick and sucked on it, tentatively, gently.
"Don't be afraid of it," he taunted her. "Let's see some real nice cock sucking. And look up at me while you do it. I want to see a smile on your face when my prick glides down your throat. I'm a deep throat fucking man!"
He pushed his crotch forward, sinking another hard inch of his lust-crazed cock between her quaking, ovalled lips. He shuddered as he felt the underside of his shaft slide over the rough edges of her crisp, white bottom teeth.
"Slide that tongue around," he commanded, enjoying it now that he was forcing her to humiliate herself with this wanton act of lewdness. His lips curled in a perpetual sneer of sadism as she sucked on his prick. Her lips around his penis were like honey to his pecker. He hadn't found a girl who could suck cock any better in his lifetime, although Susan was acting as if she despised what she was doing.
"Baby, you sure can suck cock," he smiled.
Even though she was obviously inexperienced, she was giving him a super-good blow job. He was running his fingers through her shimmering hair, guiding her on his dick.
"Suck me," he gasped hotly, "Suck my cock off!!"
Reaching out, he gripped her head and guided her again. She closed her eyes in a strange kind of degradation as she sucked ever so hard on his throbbing penis.
"Keep your eyes open," he told her as he shoved his hips forward, sinking all of his prick into her face. His leathery balls bounced on her lips, when he'd drill every inch of his dick in her mouth, pull out, and thrust back in sexual ecstasy.
"Baby, pull your mouth off my dick," he finally ordered her. Ever so slowly, she eased her mouth from his penis. She looked up at him like a small child begging for a toy.
"I want your cock," she pleaded, "let me suck you off. I want to feel you exploding your cum in my mouth!"
"So you like that stuff... cum... ?"
"You bet I do," she assured him, "Now, baby ... please let me finish what I started."
She could tell from his quivering cock just how close he was to shooting her the sperm-load she desired so very much.
"Alright," he smiled, pressing his thick, cockhead to her lips. "Open up... and keep your eyes open." He shoved in all the way again, resuming his frantic face-fucking pace as he fucked into her mouth with zesty determination.
"OHHHHH, AHHHHH," he panted as he plunged his penis forward, allowing the tip of his cock head to caress the back of her throat and slide down even further.
"NOW, NOW YOU'RE DOING IT!" he gasped, "RELAX YOUR THROAT. JUST LIKE THAT. AND WHEN I PULL IT OUT AND IT'S IN YOUR MOUTH, USE YOUR TONGUE. OHHHH, AHHHH, YESSSS, LIKE THAT! YOU SURE CAN SLURP A MEAN COCK!"
With one hand cupping over her head securely, he held her and began sawing in and out of her mouth, with long, lascivious thrusts that brought small moans of pleasure to her lips.
Skillfully moving her tongue just as he told her tot she quit trying to pretend she didn't enjoy it. She loved it... every throbbing thrust of his prick meat. She reached out, and pulled his balls out of his shorts, and began caressing them lovingly.
"AHHHH, OHHHH, YESSSS!" he groaned, "FINGER THE NUTS!" Her fingertips did just that. She caressed, squeezed, and played with them, thrilling, exciting, and bringing him ever closer to orgasm.
"YES," he gasped, "YOU'RE REALLY GETTING THE HANG OF IT!" She nearly gagged as he delivered an especially brutal thrust that bounced off the back of her velvety throat passage. His face fucking movements grew increasingly more frantic. His good-sized cock was throbbing with salacious arousal as her moist lips stretched around it, her cheeks bulging as she struggled to accommodate his growing-in-size prick. His coarse pubic curls tickled her nose and the scent of his loins appealed to her. Once his curly pubic hair nearly made her sneeze.
"I want to see some real good cocksucking action," he gasped, pumping his surging organ down her throat with lustful urgency. "Now, suck, suck... I'm ready to explode." Grabbing her head, he unloaded his thick, spurting, white cum juice down her throat. "AHHHH, OHHHH, YESSSS!" he gasped, "SUCK MEEEEE! SUGK MY COCK!
SWALLOW MY CUMMMMM! SWALLOW MEEEEEEE!"
Thick, spurting sperm shot down her throat. She gulped greedily, enjoying the delicious taste of his thick, sweet cum.
"AHHHH, YESSSS," he groaned, thrilling to her obvious pleasure in devouring every drop of his cum-load.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
After her last sexual escapade, Susan vowed she was going to forget about sex for a little while. She suddenly realized she had become much too obsessed with sex, and she had to bring herself under control. There was a small bar not far from the Army base that she had noticed several times as they drove by it. She thought it might not hurt to go there and have a couple of drinks one night when she felt lonely and upset about the turn events were taking in her life.
She met a lovely young blonde PFC, who got to talking to her about life in the armed services.
"Honey," she smiled, "my name is Gloria... what's yours?"
"Susan," the dark-haired girl replied, "and I've had it with the service. All we are I fear is something for the men in the services to stick their cocks into... if you don't mind my being blunt."
"You've told the truth" Susan admitted, "And it just makes me sick. These mealy-mouthed men come at us with their tongues hanging out and we're supposed to spread out pretty long legs, and let them do anything they want with us. I'm damned sick of this!"
"Why don't you come over to my place where we can talk about it away from those who are trying to listen ..."
Turning, Susan spotted a series of servicemen with their faces turned toward them, listening carefully to their caustic comments.
"I see what you mean... yes, let's split this scene!"
Both girls left, and the servicemen sighed. One even commented, "Just our luck! You get a cute chick in here and a Lesbian has to run away with her."
The bartender chuckled, "What you need is one of those power-battery operated dildoes. That will really get you what you want... and then some."
When Susan was alone with Gloria she got a big surprise, for Gloria suddenly started stripping.
"What on earth are you taking your clothes off for?" Susan asked curiously, as a sudden laughing jag hit her.
"I'll tell you why," she smiled, "I never feel free with my clothes on. You see I was raised in a nudist colony!"
"That's very interesting," Gloria said, "do you really feel that free when you are stark naked?"
Flipping her brassiere off onto the bed, as she peeled off her skimpy see-through panties, Gloria tried to explain it to Susan as best she could. Those damned brassieres are too confining for my boobs. I like to let them have their freedom too."
Reaching beneath her bosoms, she gently let her hands slide smoothly over them.
"Ohh, wow!" she exclaimed, "Does it ever feel good to have these tits free again... free again..."
Her fingertips played tricks with her nipples, as she squeezed them until they were blood red. And then her hands wandered down to her moistening crotch, as she smiled seductively at Susan.
"Baby, why don't you bare your soul to me?"
"I'm willing to bare my soul, but I'm not sure about my body! I was brought up in a home where you simply didn't walk around in the buff. Not that I think there is anything wrong about being naked, but it does bother me to parade around in front of people stark naked."
"But I'm not people," Gloria protested, "I'm just me! Little old me! Another frightened female in the service in the cause of her country."
"Did you spell country... country, or cunt entry?"
"Very funny," Gloria giggled, "Now, baby let me check you out! I've heard stories from the men about how super you were naked."
"My, my, but people will, talk..." Susan shook her head, solemnly, as Gloria put on some rock music on the stereo and started swinging her body every direction.
"Alright, I guess I might as well go all the way... and let you see what I've got to offer."
"Good girl!" Gloria exclaimed, "you've got nothing to be ashamed of darling, so why don't you strip here and now?"
It was apparent to Susan that the music and being naked did something for Gloria... made her more bold. She was dancing as if she was being screwed, and apparently, this was what she enjoyed.
When Susan had removed all of her clothes, Gloria stopped dancing, and stood dead in her tracks looking at her magnificent body.
"Baby... are you ever built," she declared, "I mean... you've got it! Honey, are those natural or silicone. I promise I'd never tell."
"They're for real," Susan smiled proudly. "Don't you want to touch them and find out for yourself?"
"Bet your cute ass I do," Gloria nodded, as she strode over to Susan, reached out and gently caressed her breasts.
There was something exciting about the touch of her girlfriend's fingertips on her bosoms. Something so exciting in fact that she felt her body shiver in a strange kind of sexual anticipation.
"Wow, are you ever for real," she said, "sweet suckin' titties!" And before Susan could object, Gloria bent over, and licked at her nipple-tips. "Oh, that tastes so nice," she said, as she rose up a moment to check out her reaction.
Now, Susan's entire body was flushed in sexual arousal, and emotions she never dreamed existed within her, suddenly did exist within her.
"Let's go into my bedroom," Gloria suggested huskily, "I can examine you better on a bed."
Together they went into Gloria's bedroom. And as they stretched out naked on the bed, Susan suddenly did want Gloria to make wild, passionate love to her.
Gloria wasted no time. She had worked hard to get this gorgeous hunk of woman into bed with her, and she knew she had to move ever so swiftly, while the glow of the booze remained, while her passions were at their peak.
Soon the two women were embracing, and then passionately kissing. Susan pressed her lips on Gloria's mouth. She gently let her tongue caress her girlfriend's lips.
"Ohhh, ahhhh, yesssss," Susan gasped, "I... I love it when you lick me like that."
"Honey, let me take you on a tongue trip around the world!" Wasting no time at all, Gloria went to work licking, sucking, and making love to Susan's beautiful naked body. When she lowered herself, down around Susan's crotch, she brought her face even with her cunt.
"AHHHHH, OHHHHH, YESSS, RIGHT THERE... IN MY PUSSY," Susan panted passionately.
At this moment, Gloria's hot tongue stabbed into her girlfriend's vagina. She let her tongue slide, and slide and stimulate her.
Reaching down, Susan held her in place. Then, she threw her luscious, lithe, long legs over her girlfriend's shoulders, as she humped her face with her juicy cunt.
"Lick quick, lover," she begged eagerly, "Ohhhhhh, ahhhh, yess, yesssss, like that!"
To add to her enormous pleasure, Gloria inserted her finger into Susan's asshole. That prompted Susan to pump her hips forward in newfound vigor, new found delight.
"Ohhh, eat me... eat my pussy," Susan panted, a feeling of sexual exhilaration sweeping over her.
"Get right in there... and eat my cunt clean! Ohhhh, ahhhhhh, yesssss, yesssssss," she groaned, her body twisting and writhing in new-found sexual ecstasy.
All at once, she couldn't hold back a moment longer. Her hot cuntal juices were flowing freely.
"I'm cummmmmmmming," she groaned, "Ahhhhhh, yessssss, suck my cunt... suck me... suck my pussssy!"
Her girlfriend gladly accommodated her. Her hot tongue licked, laved, and lapped her up.
"Eat me, eat me," she begged, "That's the way to do it! Suck me, lover, suck meeeeeeeeeee!"
The delicious pleasure of eating Susan's snatch had Gloria trembling. Her cunt was moist, dripping with cum at this point.
When she finished lapping up Susan, she told her how delicious her cunt was to her taste.
"Oh, lover," she gasped, "You are too much! I enjoyed eating you so much... sooooooo much!"
The women embraced, and Gloria asked her bluntly, "First time with another woman?"
Susan smiled limply, as she admitted, "Yes, and I feel guilty about it... I mean this is something new and strange to me..."
"I understand," Gloria nodded, a friendly smile playing about her lips. "It is difficult for you to grasp the idea of having sex with another woman. Well, don't feel funny about it! Women have enjoyed each other sexually for centuries. It's just that in our society today, we are so sick we cannot recognize the way sex was intended... for the people, of the people, and by the people, with liberty and equality for all, including woman to woman sex!"
"You've got that down cold," Susan laughed out loud.
"Well, I'm just being realistic about it. Why shouldn't women discover a new dimension of erotic entertainment? Why I know many women would say they could never do such a thing. But, if they would stop and ask why... why is there this restricted thinking regarding sex, they might discover it isn't based on logic but on religious fables and myths."
"That's true," Susan agreed. "I see no reason why two women can't explore avenues of sexual pleasure to please themselves. There is nothing wrong with that! Evil is in the eye of the beholder."
"I've got some fabulous sexual devices I'd like to use on you," Gloria declared. "Would you like to see-them?"
"Why, yes, I would," she admitted, "Might prove very interesting, very interesting indeed!"
Wasting no time with any more small talk, Gloria promptly proceeded to go over to the dresser drawer, and from it she removed two items that caught the curiosity of Susan, who was staring at her.
One was a white plastic object shaped like a male sexual organ. The other was a pink plastic replica of a penis, and it had straps on it. Gloria giggled, as she carried them over to the bed, and placed them in front of Susan, who was still staring.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
"What is that and that?" Susan demanded, her eyes darting from the white plastic replica of a penis over to the plastic penis, with straps.
"The first is the invention called the "Satisfier". And that, my luv, is exactly what it is. It is created to satisfy, and satisfy it does. You see, it works on batteries. Then, Gloria promptly proceeded to open it, letting the batteries fall out on the bed. "It "vibrates" in the vagina, providing the kind of stimulation a woman needs to make her function better.
"And what is this," Gloria laughed, "I suppose you are dying to find out."
Silently Susan nodded, while Gloria got to her feet beside the bed, and began strapping it on her thighs.
"Oh, I get it," Susan chuckled, "you have the straps to hold that plastic penis in place ..."
"Precisely," Gloria nodded, "that is how one woman can screw another woman. It's really something! Some women claim it makes cocks obsolete."
"That'll be the day," Susan smiled, "but not my day. I'm a cockhound honey, and I go ape when I have one of these tigers by the tail, and he's humping me with his big prick."
"Wow!" Susan smiled, "are you planning on screwing me!"
"I'm not going to do a dog fuck with it," she assured her, "why don't you just lie back and let me ram it to you! I know you'd love the sensation of this being shoved into your snatch. It's so natural I'll press my boobs on your boobs, and you'll enjoy that sensation too."
Susan was eager to experiment with a variety of sexual thrills. She lay back, and let Gloria straddle her. Gloria guided the pink plastic penis into her cunt, and began forcefully fucking her, with deep plunging cockstabs.
"OHHHHHHHH, AHHHHHHHH, I LOVE IT," Susan gasped, feeling a certain kid of erotic pleasure she had never experienced before surging through her tingling body. "FUCK ME! HARDER! FUCK ME!"
Electrical sexual thrills raced through her body. "YESSS, YESSSS," she gasped, "OHH, AHH, I CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF IT... SCREW ME LOVER, SCREW ME!"
Stormy waves of erotic pleasure made her respond, by throwing her legs around her girlfriend's legs, as she shoved back, thrilling to the ever accelerating dildo stabs in her cunt.
"Use your cunt muscles," Gloria advised. "You can exercise your pussy muscles on this driving dildo. Drives men mad when a woman has a tight twat, and this is a perfect way to tighten your twat!"
"Why not?" Susan exclaimed, throwing all inhibitions overboard, as Gloria socked it to her.
Their bodies were writhing and twisting, as they screwed frantically. Perspiration was dripping from every corner, and crevice of their bodies, as the continued frantically making love to each other.
"YESSS, YESSS, LOVE ME, LOVE ME," Susan begged, and then she let her hands grasp Gloria's ass globes. She squeezed them, caressed and patted them fondly, as they continued their wild woman-to-woman lovemaking.
"Now, baby," Gloria smiled, "Finger my ass, while I screw your sweet cunt!"
Susan's hands slipped down between Gloria's smooth ass-cheeks, and then she let her finger slide right up between her ass-globes until she was indeed stabbing her finger right up her rectum.
"OHHHHH, AHHHHH, YESSSS, YESSSSS," Gloria groaned, thoroughly enjoying and thrilling to the unique sensation of her girlfriend letting her finger slip up her tight anal passage. At the same time she could tell how very, very close Susan was to coming.
"How are you doing, honey?" she smiled at her. "I'm almost there" she groaned in a frenzy of untamed fucking delight. "OHHHH, AHHHH, YESSSSS... I LOVE HAVING YOU RAMMING IT INTO ME... I CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF IT...FUCK MEEEEE... FUCK MEEE!"
The wild throes of pleasure she experienced gave way as she suddenly felt herself juicing. She was experiencing one of the most back-scratching orgasms she had ever known.
"YESSS, YESSS, I'M CUMMMMING," Susan gasped, throwing her ass, twisting, writhing in a frantic frenzy, as she juiced. An instant later, Gloria came gushing too.
"I'M CUMMMMING," she panted passionately, as she felt herself juicing. She enjoyed it intensely now."
They kissed as they climaxed, and then lay there, perspiring and panting as they completed their erotic love-play.
Gloria slowly eased the dildo out of her girlfriend, and didn't hesitate to tell her how much fun it was to go to bed with her. As the doorbell rang a few moments later, when Gloria was showering, Susan wrapped a towel around herself, and headed for the front door.
She opened it just a crack, and looked up into the blue eyes of one of the handsomest men she had ever seen.
"Is Gloria in?" the man smiled, flashing her a knowing look.
"Yes," she said nervously.
"May I come in?" he asked pleasantly.
Secretly, Susan did want him to come in, but she didn't want to incur the wrath of her new found friend. However, her own desires won out, and she nodded, "Sure... come on in!"
She opened the door, and the good looking man entered.
As he sat down in a nearby lounge chair, Susan was about to hurry off to the bedroom, but he stopped her.
"You know you are very beautiful," he smiled.
"Am I?" she teased.
"You sure are... I'd like to get intimately acquainted with you. No doubt Gloria has already had that high honor ..."
"Why do you say that?" Susan asked, a frown creasing her forehead.
"I'll tell you why," he explained, "you have the class that would appeal to her. Big bosoms, shapely ass!"
"Don't you think you are very bold to talk to me like that when you barely know me?"
"Oh, I know all about you," he said, flashing her a knowing smile, "Gloria does have her girlfriends... and her boyfriends... I'm one of them."
"And it doesn't bother you that she has girlfriends?"
"Why should it?" the blue eyed man smiled, "I always tell her that I would prefer two women to one anytime. Why don't we all have a little frolic?"
Just then, Gloria swept into the living room.
"Oh, Bruce," she said, "you came an hour early..."
Bruce nodded, "Sorry about that, but should I really be sorry! I got to meet your luscious little girlfriend..."
"Susan, meet Capt. Bruce Lawson."
"Just call me Bruce the Bull," he chuckled, "pleased to meet you Susan."
"And I'm pleased to meet you," Susan replied softly.
Noticing how they were taking to each other, Gloria made the suggestion, "Why don't we party?"
"I'm game if Susan is," Bruce smiled.
"I'm beginning to get so confused I don't know what I'm doing," she lamented. "I mean... I...
Bruce got up from where he was seated. He went over to her as she sat on the sofa, her towel wrapped around her, and reached for her hand. He placed it upon his bulging crotch.
"I've got something for you," he smiled down at her, "it's about eight inches, and it's thick, and hard... and..."
"Stop wasting time," Gloria said, "We should be in the bedroom where we can all climb on board my king size bed, and make it together. I always say there's nothing cozier than any orgy... isn't that the truth?"
"You bet it is," Bruce agreed, "let's go into the bedroom."
Returning to the bedroom, Susan let the towel fall to the floor. As Bruce's eyes fell upon her naked, young body, he found himself becoming very tense, very anxious to know her. He wanted to touch her, to feel her close to himself.
"Wow!" he exclaimed, "Gloria sure knows how to pick 'em!"
"Take your clothes off, darling," Gloria smiled, "and let's get this fuck show on the road!"
Bruce removed his shirt, his pants, and then his socks and shoes. All that he had on now were his white shorts. Coming over to him, Gloria reached down around his cock to massage it for him. "Take my shorts off," he smiled. Gloria slowly slid his shorts down his body, and then he stood before both women in the nude, his thick, long prick dangling between his handsome legs.
"Wow- just look at that!" Gloria smiled, "Who gets to suck it for him?"
"Girls... please fight! I love being the object of both of your desires... and I'd suggest one sucks cock, the other sucks my asshole out... how about that?"
Gloria and Susan flipped a coin to determine who would lick his ass, and who would suck his cock. Susan got "heads", so she knew she'd give him a head job. Gloria got "tails", so she knew she'd lick his ass for him.
Bruce was a brawny, muscular man. He'd played football in college, and had developed a fantastic, strong body. As he lay there stark naked on his back, he spread his legs in an open invitation to the two women who were anxious to take him on. "I'm ready," he smiled, "Go down on me!" And then Susan got down between his strong legs, and pulled his thick, rigid prick to her eager lips. She slowly let her tongue slide over the crown of his cock.
His body shivered in anticipation.
"Don't be afraid of it," he admonished her, "Get your mouth on it and start sucking."
She wasted no time. She got her mouth on his thick, rigid prick, and began sucking smoothly.
"OHHHH, YESSSS," he gasped, "SUCK MY PRICK! SUCK IT FOR ME! He watched her head bobbing up and down on his throbbing cock. With his buttocks placed on pillows, it was easy for Gloria to get underneath him so she could lick his asshole, while he was getting his cock sucked at the same time.
"SUCK ME," he begged her, "EAT IT... AHHHH, OHHHH, THAT'S HOW YOU DO IT... SUCK MY PRICK OFF!"
Passionately he pumped his dick-meat down her throat, and with equal fervor, she accommodated him, trying to give him every kick he could ask for.
"SUCK... SUCK," he gasped, "THAT'S HOW YOU DO IT! OHHH, AHHH, EAT IT... EAT IT... SUCK OFF!"
Bruce's big, hairy, swelling balls tingled, as he felt Gloria's stiffening tongue slowly easing up his rectum. He loved the sensation that was being generated in his loins.
"Ohhh, baby, eat my ass out!" he gasped, "OHhhhh, AHHHHHH, SUCK ASSSS... LICK MY PRICK!"
Reaching down, Bruce gripped Gloria's head with one hand, and Susan's with the other.
"GO GIRLS GO," he groaned, "SUCK ASS... SUCK MY PRICK OFF!" He began humping in that rhythmic urgency that indicated he was about to explode.
"AHHHH, YESSSS, YESSSS," he groaned, "I'M CUMMMMMMING!" Susan almost gagged, as he delivered a brutal thrust down her throat, and shot his wad in her mouth.
"EAT IT," he exclaimed lustily, "EAT MY STUFF... SUCK IT, SWALLOW IT ..." �
Susan's cheeks ballooned out, as he filled her face with his white-hot sperm.
"AHHHH, THATAGIRL," he groaned, thrilling to the sight of her enjoying this degrading act of swallowing his thick, spurting sperm. And all the while, Gloria never missed a beat as she ate his ass out, giving him the double-thrills he enjoyed so keenly.
"YESSSSS!" he gasped, "AHHHH, BABY, IT IS STARTING TO TICKLE! YOU'RE SUCKING TOO MUCH OUT... ENOUGH... E N O U G H!"
Slowly, Susan slid off his rigid dick, as she gently caressed and fondled his testicles, thrilling him, satisfying him, while Gloria slipped her tongue from his tight rectum, slapping his buttocks playfully as she did so.
"Nice going girls," Bruce thanked them, "you really took care of me and my balls in a mighty fine manner."
