Article 103811 of alt.sex.stories:
From: redragon@interserv.com
Subject: Semper Fi
Date: 31 Oct 1995 01:21:33 GMT

			      Semper Fi
				Part 1

	Private Robert Simmons, USMC serial number 569 69 8182, 18
years old and now in his 6th week of Marine "Boot" training at MCRD
San Diego was in the platoon squadbay sitting on a foot locker
shining his shoes when he heard one of the junior DIs yell out:

	"Private Simmons, front and center! On the double skinhead!"

	Bob jumped to his feet double timed toward the sound of the
voice. "It's that fucking sadistic bastard Sergeant Casey," Bob
thought as he ran through the squadbay. "Now what the fuck does he
want?" Bob came to an abrupt halt in front of Sergeant Casey and
braced himself to attention.

	"SIR, Private Simmons reporting, SIR!"

	"What the fuck took so long asshole? What'd you do, stop to
jerk off?"

	"SIR, no SIR, the private got himself here on the double as
ordered."

	"Sure you did! The Gunny wants to see you in his office ASAP.
Move it, Private!"

	Bob double timed to the Gunny's office. He stopped at the door
and pounded his fist on the wood three times as Marine recruits have
done for years. A gruff voice echoed through the door. "Get in here,
Private!

	Bob entered, quick marched directly in front and centered on
the desk. He stared at a spot on the wall above the Gunny's head. The
Senior Drill Instructor, Gunnery Sergeant "Rock" Hammer, a 19 year
veteran of the Marine Corps, in a rough voice said, "I'm waiting,
Private. You don't want to keep me waiting, do you?"

	"SIR, NO SIR! Private Simmons reporting as ordered, SIR!"

	"That's more like it, Private. Simmons, I want you to get this
message over to Captain Flemmings in the Admin Building. You are to
give it to her personally and no one else. You got that?"

	"SIR, YES SIR!"

	"Good! Now get out of my office Private!"

	"SIR, aye aye SIR!"

	Bob did a sharp about face and quick marched from the Gunny's
office. He'd said double time and that's what Bob did. He ran across
the parade field "grinder" the DIs called it and didn't slacken the
pace until he stood in front of the Administration Building. Bob
entered and checked the board for Captain Flemmings Office number.

	At the same time Bob was searching for the Captain's office,
Rock was still thinking about the note he'd sent and why it'd been
sent. Rock and Sally Flemmings had been involved in a sexual
relationship for over a year. This involvement they kept secret for a
couple of reasons. First, it was completely counter to Marine Corps
regulations for officers and enlisted to fraternize. If their
involvement were to become public, both Rock and Sally would face the
possibility of a court martial. Secondly, their relationship was more
than simply sexual. Sally Flemmings and the Rock had a "thing" for
young, viral Marines especially one with a greater than average cock.

	They were always on the lookout for someone to share. Sally
would make the initial seduction, then the Rock would be brought in to
share the conquest. This arrangement had worked well for them. Rock
had decided on Simmons a few days earlier. He had quietly eased
himself into the recruit showers one evening in an attempt to catch
some of the recruits sneaking a smoke. This was something recruits
often did because the steam masked the smoke. It was then he spotted
Simmons. The kid was very young, 17, and good looking. Most of all, he
had what appeared to be a horse cock between his legs. Rock figured
that hard, it would have to be 8 or 9 inches in length and as thick as
a coke bottle the large end! "Here's one for Sally!" he thought.

	Bob found Captain Flemmings office and gave the standard
recruit three knocks. "Enter," a very feminine voice said. Captain
Flemming, an attractive 28 year old female officer with 7 years in the
Corps, looked up at Bob.

	"Yes, what is it Private?"

	"Sir... er... uh... I mean Ma'am... I have a message from my
DI... uh... I mean from Gunnery Sergeant Hammer."

	"Let's have it Private."

	Bob handed the envelope to the Captain. Since he hadn't been
dismissed, he remained before Sally's desk at attention. Sally tore
open the envelope and picked out the small slip of paper.

	S.

	Here's one for you to check out.

	Good looking and 8 or 9, I'd say.

	R.

	Bob watched as the Captain lifted her eyes from the note, then
looked at him from head to foot and back again. She smiled and said,
"Thank you, Private. Tell the Rock... tell Gunnery Sergeant Hammer I
said thanks and will expect him and a working party of one here in my
office at 2000 (8PM) tonight. You're dismissed."

	Bob did a smart about face, exited the office and building.
He double timed back to the platoon area. He, once more, pounded on
the Gunny's door, entered when told to do so and reported what the
Captain had said. The Gunny said, "Very good, Private. You just
volunteered for a working party. I'll see you here at 1930 SHARP!
Dismissed!"

	Promptly at 1930, Bob pounded on the Gunny's door. The Rock
came out and said, "Let's go Private." The two of them headed for
Sally's office. Rock knocked on Sally's door, and they went inside
when they hear the "Enter."

	Rock said, "Here's the working party you requested Captain.
Will you need me any longer?"

	"Longer Sergeant? Longer... Hmmm. No that will be all... for
now."

	Bob wondered what the laugh from the Captain was about after
she said "longer." "And," he asked himself, "did I imagine the wink
she gave the Gunny?"

	The Rock left the office and The Captain told Bob to have a
seat and "rest easy" for a few minutes while she completed some
paperwork. Bob waited and, with the idle time, his mind began to
wander down some fantasy lanes. The attractive face and well shaped
and no doubt firm body of the Captain had not escaped his attention.
Before too long, his mind had her bent over the desk with her skirt up
around her waist. In his 17 years, Bob had yet to experience a real
fuck. But he was about to have another of his fantasy fucks. His mind
had his cock at the Captain's cunt when the spell was broken.

	"Private, do you have a girl friend at home? Someone special?"

	"Uh, no Ma'am, I don't."

	"You do like girls, right?"

	"Of course," Bob answered, wondering what this conversation
was all about.

	Captain Flemmings rose from the desk, walked to the door and
locked it. Turning back to Bob, she asked, "How about sex? Do you
like that? My, my your face is turning red. Does this talk embarrass
you?"

	The Captain had just sat on the edge of her desk when she
asked the last question. Bob didn't answer, so she ask again.

	"Sex, Private... Do you like sex?"

	"Yes, I guess so."

	"You guess so! What kind of answer is that? Have you ever had
sex with a woman? I can see it in your face. You've never had a fuck,
have you? Does that language upset you? Is fuck not a word a young
Marine uses? So, you've lost your voice, have you?"

	"Uh... no Ma'am... I'm just surprised."

	"Well listen closely Private. You're about to get another
surprise. I must warn you, however, that I shall deny everything if
you tell anyone about what I'm about to say. Who would be he one
believed... the Captain or the Private? Here it is in plain and
graphic words. Would you like to fuck me Private? Well, what your
answer? If no, get up and walk out of here, but keep your mouth shut!
If yes, stand up, walk over here and take my shoes off. We go from
there. You doing as I direct. Make a decision."

	Bob stood up, walked over, dropped to his knees and began to
untie Sally's shoes. He had no idea what lay ahead, and his mind was
saying RUN but his cock was screaming STAY!

	As Bob was removing Sally's shoes, she'd removed her uniform
shirt. Her top was now bare except for the black lace bra holding her
large but firm breasts. Bob had the shoes off and Sally stood to unzip
and step from her skirt. She was now standing before Bob wearing the
Black lace bra, matching panties and a black garter belt supporting
her plain regulation hose. She unsnapped the garter belt from the hose
and had Bob peel them down off her legs. Next, she reached behind and
unsnapped the bra, letting it drop to the floor. The panties were the
last article to come off. Sally stood looking at Bob, wearing only the
black garter belt.

	"Get out of that uniform, Private," she ordered as she
remained perched on the edge of the desk waiting and watching. Bob
slip out of his shoes, then removed his uniform. Standing in his
underwear, he waited for the next command. "Everything, get it all
off, Private!" The shirt came off, then Bob began to peel his drawers
down. When his cock sprang free, the captain eyes widened and she
exclaimed, "Oh fuck, what a monster! And it's not even completely
hard. Is it? Get over here and sit on the edge of the desk. I want a
closer look at that thing."

	Bob sat down as ordered while the captain rolled her desk
chair around and sat in front of Bob. She stared at it a minute before
ordering Bob to play with it until it was completely hard. Bob
hesitated a moment, then started jacking himself off. His cock grew to
its full 9 inches and Sally pulled his hand off and replaced it with
her own. She gave it a couple of strokes, then lowered her mouth to
the purple, blood engorged head. Her mouth was tight around the
thickness of the head.

	Sally pulled her lips off and began to lick. She wanted the
head wet with saliva before trying her mouth again. She licked and
spit on the head, then back her mouth went, taking the head inside.
She lowered her mouth to take in part of the thick throbbing shaft.
She got several inches in, and worked her mouth up and down for a
while. Bob was trying to fuck deeper into the hot wetness of Sally's
mouth. Sally stopped suddenly and lifted her mouth off.

	"Take it easy kid. Let's not get in a hurry. We have plenty of
time. Lets try something else. Switch places with me. It time for your
first taste of pussy."

	The two exchanged places, Sally on the desk and Bob in the
chair. The captain pulled Bob's head in close and let him look for a
minute. She opened the lips of her cunt and told him to lick. Bob
went to work as though it was something he'd been doing all his life.
Sally told him to look for the hard nub of her clitoris and suck. Bob
found it and drew it between his lips.

	"Oh shit... oh shit... that's it kid... suck it... suck it...
OOOHHH FUCKKKK YES... MORE... MORE... YESSS... YESSSSS!"

	It was the first orgasm Bob had ever given any woman. It was
fun, exciting and more than fantastic, he thought. The Captain slid
off the desk, got some tissue from one of the drawers and wiped out
her cunt.

	"Get up on the desk," The Captain ordered, "on your back!"

Article 107807 of alt.sex.stories:
From: LYXJ07B@prodigy.com (R Land)
Subject: Semper Fi, part 2 (mf,mmf,mff,inc)
Date: 18 Nov 1995 03:54:02 GMT

			      Semper Fi
				Part 2

	Private Simmons, Bob, had just been being an order by Captain
Sally Flemmings. "I'm not one to disobey an order," Bob thought,
smiling inwardly to himself. He climbed onto the desk and stretched
out on his back - as he'd been commanded. Sally crawled up after Bob
and straddle his middle. The brave young captain was about to impale
herself upon the young Marine's big stiff "weapon". She lowered her
cunt and strained to get the huge head lodged inside her still wet
pussy. With much grunting and moaning, she managed to get it inside.
Sally waited but a second before starting the downward movement.

	"Oh fuck... oh fuck... this things is ripping the walls of my
cunt. God damn you, this cock is BIG! I'm going to have to go it a
little slower. UH... UH yes... it hurts... but fuck I love it! OH
shit it's good. Okay... okay, now back up some... down... down... back
up... down... down... down... DOWN! Fuck Simmons, the damn head is
banging at my cervix. It's a fucking good thing that I'm in control
here. On top and driving, you'd rip me apart! Okay, here I go, back
up... slow... slow. Now down... down... down. Simmons get ready, when
I say now, push your ass up hard. First... up a little... get ready...
ready... NOW! OHHHH FUCK! It's through my cervix. I'm never had one
this deep! Hold on to be and roll us over. I want you on top now!"

	Bob grabbed the Captain and rolled her over under his body.
His cock was still deep in her cunt. Grabbing her legs and pushing
them back as she ordered, Bob began a hard deep fuck into the depths
of the tight cunt.

	sally was crying, moaning and sobbing with both pain and
pleasure. Bob was sure someone would hear and come running. But still
he fucked on as commanded.

	"Not yet, Simmons... not yet! Don't you cum yet! Wait...
wait... wait... shit... shit... shitttt yes... NOW SIMMONS NOW! FILL
MY CUNT WITH CUM! SHIT... SHIT... I'M CUMMMMING! YES! YES! YES!"

	The private did as the captain ordered, his cum spurted from
the head of his cock - jet after jet! He was still hard and continued
to fuck, giving Sally several more small orgasms. She couldn't believe
it! It had to be one of the best fucks ever! Bob fucked on until he,
too, dropped another smaller load into the now sloppy cunt. Sally
threw her arms around the young Marine and kissed him passionately and
long - the first of her young Marines she done this to!

	"Simmons, you little bastard, that was great! Now get off, get
your uniform on and get the hell out of here. Tell the Rock I want you
for another working party tomorrow night... same time. You're
dismissed!"

	The Gunny was waiting when Bob got back to the platoon area.

	"How was it kid? The... uh... working party, how was it? You
don't have to answer. The Captain just called. Said you were the
best... the best worker she's had. Wants you back tomorrow?"

	The Gunny was shaking with laughter as he walked back into his
office. "Now what does the Gunny know?" Bob wondered. Bob hit the
rack and was asleep in seconds. The next day was slow because Bob was
anxious to have more of his hot captain's body. He and the Gunny were
at the office at 2000.

	They went inside, but instead of leaving, the Rock sat down.
Sally Flemmings got up walked over to Bob and stood over him. Then,
without a warning, she reached over and dug a deep scratch into one of
his cheeks. Almost in the same instances, she grabbed her shirt
collar and ripped the down. The buttons popped off and the shirt tore,
revealing another lace bra like the one the night before. Sally
slipped a hand under one strap and yanked until it broke and one
breast was exposed. The Gunny only said there with a smile on his
face.

	"You have no idea what happening, do you?" Sally asked. You
just tried to rape me and was forced off by the Gunny. That is our
story unless you're ready to add to your sexual experiences. And what
is that to be, you ask? Well my young Marine, it starts with the Gunny
giving you a man- to-man blow job! Don't say a word! Stand up and walk
toward the door and I start screaming rape. Your other choice, get
those pants off and drop your drawers. I said, DON'T SPEAK! Just do
it!"

	I was not about to spend 20 years in the brig for attempting
to rape an officer. I removed my pants and dropped my drawers. And
kept my mouth shut! The Captain guided me over in front of the Gunny.
The Rock went for my cock and was, soon, working out on it with his
mouth. The Captain was on her knees behind me using her tongue up my
ass. Once I accepted the fact that I was being sucked out by a man, I
began to get into the action. I started fucking the Rock mouth as if
it were a cunt. The load wasn't as great as that I'd blasted into the
Captain cunt the night before, but I filled the Gunny's mouth until it
dribbled from the sides. I'd no sooner finished cumming before I was
pushed aside and The Captain locked her lips on the Gunny's. They were
swapping my cum back and forth in their mouths! They finally stopped,
looked at me and the Gunny said, "Get dressed and out of here kid. The
captain and I have business." I slipped my shorts and pants back on
and headed for the door. I was half way out when I heard the Captain's
voice:

	"Marine, the Gunny and I have an off-post work detail for you
in the morning. Get some rest!"

	Bob got back to his platoon's area, talked a few minutes to a
buddy on "fire watch," then crawled in the "tube" for some sleep.
Sleep, however, was long in coming because his mind was replaying what
had happened earlier in Captain Flemmings office. "What the hell is
this off-post work detail she mentioned?" was one of the questions
turning over in his mind as he tried to sleep.

	Bob awoke to the sound of the junior DIs yelling and banging
on the GI cans located at the squadbay exits. "Damn," he thought, "it
can't be time to roll out of the sack. I just got to sleep!" But there
was no mistake because he heard the bellowing voice echo off the
bulkhead:

	"Simmons, you fuckhead, drop your cock and grab your socks!
The Gunny said your ass is grass and he's the mower if you aren't
banging on his door in 30 minutes! You just have time to shit, shave ,
shower and shampoo. (Note: Marines call this the 4S's) MOVE IT!"

	Bob had 5 minutes to spare when his fist hit the Gunny's door.
Instead of his usual "Get in here!" command, The Rock, wearing
civilian clothes, opened the door and stepped out. "Let's go!" he
said to Bob. They walked to the DI parking area where The Gunny
unlocked his car and told Bob to get in. They were almost to the gate
before Bob began to wonder how he was going to get out without a
liberty card or pass. "Boots don't leave here until they've
graduated," he told himself.

	The MP on the gate, a PFC, looked at the Gunny, smiled and
said "Morning Rock" as he waved the car through. "Use to be one of my
boots," the Gunny growled. "Sure," I thought, "and one of your special
work details too, I bet." The remainder of the drive was made in
silence and lasted about 30 minutes. We pulled up to a large house
surrounded by a fence and security gate. Rock punched in some numbers
on the gate's keypad and the gate swung open. We pulled up the
circular drive and stopped at the entrance.

	"Does the Captain live here?" I asked.

	Looking at me as though I were stupid, the Gunny replied,
"Hell no, kid!

	She and I together don't make that kind of bread. It owned by
some friends in the movie racket. Hell, we're gonna make you a star
kid."

	"What do you mean... a star?"

	"Take your pack off and relax kid. You'll find out soon
enough."

	Rock rang the bell and the door opened. A man wearing a
business suit said, "Hi Rock. They're in the den... so go on back. I'm
late for an appointment... talk to you later." He went out the door
and I followed the Gunny to the den. Four people were seated around a
conference table,

	Captain Flemmings, another woman about the same age and two
men - one older and dressed in a suit, the other young and wearing
jeans, T-shirt and a leather jacket. The Gunny motioned toward two
vacant chairs. I sat down in one as he lowered himself into the other.

	"Let's get down to business", Captain Flemmings said, opening
the conversation. "These people make movies Simmons... not family
movies, as you must have guessed. They produce porno flicks. They know
about your... your, shall we say qualifications. They're interested in
using you in one of their productions. First, let me tell you that
this isn't something you will be forced to do - not in any way. Just
so you know that up front. Now here's the deal. If you decide to do
this, you'll be paid five hundred dollars for the day's work - if you
want to consider sex work. Rock and I will be given the same amount.
No, we won't be in the film, if you're wondering. We're paid as your
agents."

		She continued, "Let me eliminate one possible concern.
If you're afraid someone seeing the film might recognize you, that can
be taken care of with a wig and makeup for shots of your face. But, if
that isn't a concern... no problem. Your co-star, by the way, has
decided not to use a disguise. One other important item, although
you're in uniform now, you won't be for any of the movie. These people
know we don't want that.

	If they want uniforms, they can use some sailors! So, Simmons,
what do you think? Are you interested? Tell you what, why not go down
the hall, take the last door on the left and spend some time with your
co-star before giving us your decision. You'll find a bar there. The
two of you have a couple of drinks. We see you later."

	I found the door to which she'd directed me and went inside.
Sitting alone at a bar located on one side of the room was a young
woman. To me, she looked to be in her early 20s. She had long blond
hair tied back in a pony tail and her face - although not extremely
pretty - was attractive. I judged her to be a shade over 5 feet in
height and her body - except for the breasts - was petite in build.
The breasts didn't seem to fit the body. They appeared huge in
comparison to the rest of her.

	She smiled and said, "Hi, I'm Kari. What's your name? Are you
going to be in the movie with me? Do you want a drink?"

	"Hi... uh... Kari. Yes on the drink. I'm Bob and I don't know
yet about the movie. I've never done anything like this. Have you?"

	"Oh sure. I'm an old hand at this. Three movies I've done. I
like the money... and the sex."

	"Well the money does sound good and sex is always good. Isn't
it hard to do in front of people?"

	"Not really. I just forget they're even watching. Bet I could
make you forget... uh Bob... right? Want another drink?"

	"I'll bet you could at that, Kari. Sure another drink would be
great."

	Kari fixed the drinks, sat back down next to me and, laying a
hand on my thigh, asked, "Want to rehearse a little?" She slid the
hand up until it rested on my cock. It reacted immediately and began
to harden. "This sure doesn't need any rehearsal. Bet we could start
the cameras rolling now!" Kari leaned over and placed her open mouth
on mine. Her tongue pushed its way inside and explored every surface
it could reach. I returned the favor with my tongue. Our mouths were
glued together. I had a hand on one big tit and she was rubbing my now
completely stiff cock when the door opened.

	"Well, I see you two are getting better acquainted", I heard
Captain Flemmings say with laughter. So what's the decision Simmons?"

	"I'm ready, Captain. What happens now?"

Article 89655 of alt.sex.stories:
From: redragon@interserv.com
Subject: Semper Fi PART THREE
Date: 25 Oct 1995 00:14:02 GMT

			      Semper Fi
			      Part Three

	Being only 18 and doing much of his thinking with what was
between his legs instead of in his head, our young Marine Private
Robert Simmons made the decision to become the star of a porno flick.
There was another meeting around the conference table before the video
taping started. During the meeting, he got the answer to the question
he'd asked of Captain Sally Flemmings.

	The taping would take place in the basement where there was a
set furnished to look like a high school classroom. Kari was to play a
teacher who liked young boys and had her eyes on one of her students.
Bob was to play the student. Kari and Bob were given an basic outline
of the plot - if it could be called a plot:

	1. Teacher has student stay after school.

	2. Teacher seduces student.

	3. Four "wet" scenes demanded.

		a. Oral

		b. Breasts

		c. Vaginal

		d. Anal

	It was explained to Bob that a "wet" scene called for a cum
shot whereby the cum was captured on tape as it spurts from the
actor's cock. It required Bob to ensure that his cock was in the open
at the time of climax. There was no dialog to memorize. The two, Kari
and Bob, could play it in whatever way they wanted. The director,
however, would help with suggestions as the taping progressed. Kari,
as the pro, would move things along and Bob was to follow her lead.
Once everyone was satisfied about what to do, the crew and "stars"
went down to the basement.

	Bob was given some jeans, running shoes and a T-shirt to wear.
To disguise the Marine haircut and have him look more like a student,
he donned a wig with over the ears and collar length hair. In
addition, some makeup was applied to change the features of his face.
Kari was costumed in a short, revealing, red mini- skirt, black
panties with a slit in front, a tight fitting white sweater over her
bra-less breasts and thigh length white boots. To Bob she looked more
like a hooker than any teacher he'd ever seen in a classroom. The
first scene was discussed. Everyone got into position and the taping
began.

	It was late evening before the producer, director and camera
man were satisfied and Bob heard, "That's it kids. You earned your
bucks." During those hours, Bob had been sucked off by Kari - at least
until he was ready to cum. That was shot onto Kari face where she
rubbed it around her lips and into her mouth. He had fucked her
between those great tits of hers, dropping the load over them and
again on her face. He had fucked her tight ass until it and he cock
felt raw. That time releasing a load over her back and a couple of
spurts into the still stretched and wide open anal passage. In the
last scene his cock was in Kari's less than tight pussy. They changed
positions several times before he left his cum all over her belly and
tits. When Bob heard the "That's it... ", he thought, "Thank God!
Fucking is great, but this has been a job!"

	Bob, the Gunny and Sally Flemmings were paid, and the Rock
said, "See you later at the apartment, Sally. I'll get the kid back
aboard the base and in the rack. Let's go kid." There was no
conversation on the trip back because the Gunny was the silent type,
and Bob didn't really want to talk. He dropped Bob off at the barracks
saying "Hit the rack, kid. Good job today."

	During my remaining weeks of training, Bob had several more
"working assignments" at Captain Flemmings office. Usually just she
and he were there, but on some occasions the Gunny would be present.
His only participation was to give the younger Marine a blow-job and
watch. Bob was never asked to reciprocate and for this he was glad -
at the time.

	The week before my graduation from "Boot" training, Bob
received a letter from his older sister, Beth, inviting him to spend a
few days of his leave with her. Beth, 21, lived in LA and worked for a
tour guide business in Hollywood - or so she'd told Bob. He hadn't
seen Beth for over a year, so he thought a few days with her would be
fun. Through a couple of phone calls the Rock let him make from the
Captain's office, Bob made arrangements for Beth to drive down for the
graduation ceremony and parade. After that they were going to drive
back up the coast to LA.

	He tried to spot Beth in the reviewing stands during the
parade but failed to see her. The Rock dismissed the platoon, then
walked over to Bob and stuck his hand out. As they shook hands he
said, "Kid if you get back to Diego, give me a call. Sally and I would
be glad to see you. Semper Fi kid." As he turned and walked away, Bob
heard Beth's voice calling his name.

	He wheeled around and there she was. Beth grabbed him in a
hug, kissing him full on the mouth. Without thinking, it was an open
mouth she placed over Bob's. It was received with an equally open
mouth and the tip of Bob's tongue. Beth could feel the hard cock
pressing against her thigh. "Damn!" Bob thought, "You've been fucking
too much! You're even turned on by your sister!" Beth, with a
surprised look on her face, broke away for a second, glanced down at
the bulge in her brother's pants, then wrapped her arms around him
again. This time she pressed her mound tight against the hardness
she'd before felt on her thigh. Breaking away once more, Beth - almost
in a whisper - said, "Let's go Bob."

	They located her car, and Beth suggested they find someplace
for lunch before starting the drive to LA. She thought the Fish Market
near Fishermen's Wharf would be nice. Bob agreed. They were both been
deep in thought as Beth found her way through the traffic. Neither of
them said a word. The incident between us after the ceremony had
brought up a memory long forgotten or placed in the back of their
minds.

	The memory that came back was of a time when Bob was 14. Beth
must have been about 17 then. Their parents were going out one evening
and Bob was in bed with a high fever. Beth was asked to look in on him
to make sure he was okay or if he needed anything. Their parents
hadn't been gone too long before Beth came into the room and sat down
on the edge of the bed. She lay a hand on Bob's forehead and made some
remark about how hot he felt. She went to the kitchen, got a pan of
ice water and was socking a towel in the water before rubbing his face
and head with it.

	She had her younger brother remove his T-shirt and started on
his upper body. Throwing the covers off, she continued with his legs.
At some point she slipped the cold wet towel under his shorts to cool
down more of his hot body. Her hand, intentionally or unintentional,
touched his cock and it began to harden. Beth stopped, pulled the
covers back over her brother's body, rose and left the room, flipping
the lights off as she went out the door. Shortly after, Beth returned.
Bob heard her ask, "Bobby, are you awake?" Pretending sleep, Bob
didn't answer. He felt his sister's body as she slipped under the
covers next to him.

	"Bob, wake up! We're here... let's go eat. Where were you? you
looked if through you were a thousand miles away."

	These scenes being played in Bob's mind had been interrupted
by his sister's voice. He looked at Beth and answered, "I was Sis... a
thousand miles and about four years." Beth's expression took on a
questioning look, but she said nothing about Bob's remark.

	They, brother and sister, exited the car and entered the
restaurant. There were few customers at that hour, and the young
waitress - thinking they were a young Marine with an older girlfriend
- guided them to a secluded booth in one of the back rooms. They had
examined the menu, made their order and were having a glass of iced
tea as they waited. Bob was in the middle of telling his sister about
some incident on the rifle range during training. The account was cut
short when Beth placed a hand over Bob's and asked:

	"Bobby, what did you mean in the car about... uh... about

	"Oh nothing really Sis. I had just been thinking about
something that happened a few years ago."

	"Tell me Bobby. Tell me what it was."

	"It wasn't important Beth... just memories." "Was it about
the night when Mom and Dad had gone out you were so sick? Were you
thinking about that?"

	"Yes Sis, that's where my mind had wandered."

	"You too, huh, little brother."

	The subject was dropped as the waitress approached with their
food. The conversation reverted to talk of family and Bob's training,
but They were both thinking of something else - that night four years
past.

	"I wonder if... ", was the unfinished thought they each had as
he meal was completed and they started up the coast toward LA. The
thought was so strong, it interfered with conversation. One or the
other would be in the middle of a sentence that would suddenly dangle
in the air unfinished as they looked at each other. Beth made the
decision for them, she pulled into a beach resort hotel and stooped at
the registration entrance.

	"What's up Sis?" Bob asked. "Why did you pull in here?"

	"Bobby, let's stay here tonight and finish the drive
tomorrow."

	"It's okay with me Beth, but why? It isn't that far to LA, is
it?"

	Beth lay a hand on her brother's upper thigh, the tips of the
fingers just touching his covered cock. "I think you know why Bobby. I
think you've had the same thing on your mind. Have you?"

	"I won't play dumb Sis. The answer is Yes."

	"But yes what Bobby... yes that what you've been thinking, or
yes, you want to do something about it? Do you want to finish what I
started that night fours ago? All it takes is one word. Say no... I
start the car and we're out of here. It won't be mention again. Say
yes... we go inside and get a room. Which word Bobby?"

	"Yes!"

			      Semper Fi
			      Part Four

	The ride up in the elevator was quiet. Both brother and sister
were deep in thought:

	Bob was thinking,"Why did I say 'Yes'? This is crazy! Beth's
my sister, we shouldn't be doing this. Have I had so much sex the past
few weeks that its all I want... with anyone? No, the truth is, I want
to... I want to screw Beth!"

	Standing in the elevator next to her handsome young brother in
his Marine uniform, Beth was asking the same questions of herself, "Why
are you doing this Beth? Are you so horny that it's necessary to screw
your own brother? You can't be with all the men you fuck almost nightly.
Would Bobby even want to be here with me if he knew what I really did?
I wonder if I should tell him it's not the tour guide crap I write
about to the family. But the real question is... why am I doing this?
Face it Beth, as wrong as it is, it's what you've wanted for years. I
want to fuck Bobby!"

	From the balcony of their room, they had a beautiful view of
the ocean crashing against the rocks below. Beth called room service
and had a bottle of vodka, mix, ice and glasses sent up. She and Bob
had finished a couple of drinks on the balcony as they watched the
ocean and talked. They were into their third drink when the
conversation became more open and intimate.

	"Sis", Bob said as he placed a hand on Beth's thigh, "I know
you're having second thoughts about the decision we made. You're
probably thinking you're about to corrupt your baby brother's
innocence. If that's your only reason for having doubts, then there's
something I need to tell you. During the last weeks of training, I was
involved with... "

	Bob went on to tell Beth all that had happened. He left
nothing out... all the sessions with Captain Sally Flemmings, Rock's
participation, the video taping of the porno movie. Beth listen
without interruption until Bob had finished. She asked a few
questions, and the answers were openly given. Bob heard no criticism
or "How could you?" from his sister. Beth leaned over, turned her
brother's head and kissed him.

	"Bobby", she began as she raised his hand higher and under her
skirt, "I thank you for being so trusting and sharing those
experiences with me. There's something you should know. All the crap I
wrote home about being a tour guide in Hollywood was just that...
crap... bull shit! I operate my own escort service. You know a call
girl service. I'm a hooker... a whore! A high priced one but a whore
nonetheless! Don't say anything Bobby! Let me finish, as I did for
you! I want you to know everything. I've been involved mainly with
older wealthy men, but I have had women, as individuals or as part of
a couple. Some of the things I've done are... "

	Bob let her finish, as she told him how she started and the
kinds of things she did. He asked a few questions as she had with him.
The talking stopped, Bob moved his hand even higher under his sister's
skirt, then leaned over and kissed Beth as she had him.

	"Let's go inside Bobby", Beth whispered.

	"Okay Sis", Bob replied as he stood and took Beth's hand.

	Beth pulled the drapes closed on the balcony, turned to Bob
and began removing her clothes. He just stood and watched until Beth
was there before him nude.

	"You have a beautiful body Beth", Bob said in a low, husky
voice.

	"Thank you Bob. Now it's your turn for show... we've had the
tell, haven't we?"

	Bob undressed as Beth watched. When his boxers came down,
Beth's eyes widened and she said, almost in a whisper, "Oh God Bobby,
you're beautiful. Bring THAT with you and let's shower."

	In the shower the two examined, kissed and caressed every part
of the other's body. Finally, Beth said, "Enough Bobby, let's go to
bed." They stepped from the shower and each dried the other before
walking hand in hand to the bed. They lay side by side, as they had
that night four years earlier. Beth began by using her hand on Bob's
cock as she had then. Bob's mouth on her breasts and then her pussy.
He used his fingers inside as he had then. At that point, it became
different! Instead of getting out of bed as she had then, Beth rotated
her body until they lay with her head at his cock and his head at her
cunt.

	"Bobby", she whispered, "from what you've told me, you know
what to do. Please I want to feel your mouth on my cunt."

	The words were no sooner out of her mouth when she open her
lips wide and drew the head of Bob's cock into the hot, wet oral
cavity. Bob spread the lips of his sister's cunt and began to tongue
the hot flesh waiting there. Beth had an orgasm shortly after he'd
found her clit and began to suck and nibble. Beth pulled her lips off
the half of Bob's cock she'd managed to get into her mouth.

	"Please Bobby... please... don't cum yet! I want you inside my
pussy!

	Beth rolled over onto her back, placed a pillow under her ass,
raised and flexed her legs. "Now Bobby, now!"

	Bob raised his sister's legs higher as she guided the huge
cock to her cunt. When the head was inside, Bob raised Beth's legs
higher and placed them over his shoulders. He leaned over her body and
slid the entire length in slowly. He pulled back and was making
another slow insertion when Beth grabbed the cheeks of his ass, dug
her finger nails in and jerked.

	"Hard, Bobby, hard. Fuck me hard!"

	Bob complied and drove it home, asking as he did, "This way
Sis? Is this what you want?" "Yes... yes Bobby... oh yes... fuck me...
fuck me!"

	Bob fucked his sister with force as she cried and begged for
more. All the action with Sally Flemmings had taught Bob some control.
He fucked in and out for several minutes, then got a hold on Beth and
rolled them over. With a tight hold on her hips, he jacked her body up
and down on his cock. He only managed about four or five of these
movements before he felt the cum boiling up from his nuts and into the
shaft of his cock.

	"Ohhh fuck Beth... fuck... I'm cumming... Ohhhhh shit!"

	"Do it... do it Bobby! Fill my cunt with your cum! Do it... do
it... OOOHHHH FUCK... me too... me too... YYYESSS!"

	The two lovers, brother and sister, had finished together! Bob
lifted his sister off, and she lay tight against his body as they
caressed and kissed. After a short period of rest Bob fucked his older
sister again. This time he mounted her from behind as she knelt on
hands and knees. As he grunted with the efforts of the fuck, Beth
begged and cried to be fucked like a bitch dog.

	"Fuck your bitch sister Bobby... fuck me like the bitch I am.
Oh God, I love it so! Oh shit... oh shit... mmmm... harder... next time
in my ass Bobby! OOOOHHH fuck yesss... I'm cumming again!"

	They once more showered together, then fell asleep in each
other's arms. Bob awoke the next morning to the sensations of his
sister's mouth on his semi-erect cock. Beth looked over the cock at
Bob, smiled and said, "Good morning Bobby. Did you sleep well? I'm
trying to wake this thing up. I thought maybe one more time before we
take off this morning." Bob agreed. This one was a slow leisurely
fuck, with Beth on her side, the upper leg held high by Bob and he on
his knees straddling the lower leg. This time he pulled out, rolled
Beth to her back and shot the white hot cum over her belly and tits.
Beth laughed as she smeared it over her tits.

	"Is that one of your movie making tricks Bobby?' she asked as
the laughter continued.

	The two showered, dressed, went down for breakfast and were
soon back on the coast highway headed for LA.

Article 107924 of alt.sex.stories:
From: LYXJ07B@prodigy.com (R Land)
Subject: Semper Fi, parts 5&6 (mff,mmf,inc)
Date: 18 Nov 1995 03:58:59 GMT

			      Semper Fi
				Part 5

	Upon reaching the LA area, Beth exited the freeway and entered
the underground parking of a very upscale apartment complex. Bob was
even more impressed when his sister unlocked the door and they walked
into the apartment. "Damn", he thought, "Beth must make one hell of an
amount of money with her service. There's a lot of bucks in this sex
business. Hell, they gave me five hundred for fucking my ass off one
day!"

	Beth told Bob to make himself at home, look around and have a
drink while she checked her voice mail. Bob walked through the
apartment before going back into the large room where he'd seen a bar
in one corner.

	The room was furnished with the wet bar, two large sofas,
several large pillows in various parts of the room and what appeared
to be an entertainment center opposite the bar. Bob open a cabinet
door behind which he found a CD player. He selected a disk, placed on
the machine and pressed the play button. The music was heard from quad
speakers located in the corners of the room. Satisfied with the sound,
he stepped behind the bar and got a beer from the small refrigerator
before stretching out on one of the big pillows. He finished the beer
and promptly fell asleep.

	The disk he'd placed on the CD player had played its self out,
and he was awakened by the sound of Beth's voice. She was talking to
someone on the phone.

	"Look I told you I would be busy. My younger brother is
visiting for a few days and I have plans to take him out to a nice
place for dinner tonight."

	(Silence as Beth listened)

	"He's 18 and just completed Marine Boot Camp."

	(Silence)

	"More than you could handle", this said with laughter.

	(Silence)

	"Mmmm, that does sound interesting. Bobby might think so too.
Let me talk to him and I'll call you later."

	(Silence)

	"Twice the usual tip? Now it's even more interesting. I'm sure
Bobby could use the money. Give me an hour... I'll call."

	(Click of phone hanging up)

	"Now what the hell was that all about?" Bob asked himself.
"Guess I'll know soon enough."

	Bob forced himself up off the pillow and popped another beer
before moving over to one of the sofas. Beth walked into the room and
sat down next to him. She took the beer from Bob's hand, drink, then
handed it back.

	"Bobby", Beth began, "If we hadn't been as honest as we were
with each other, I wouldn't dare bring this up. You know what I do,
and I know you were paid for your sex performance in the porno flick,
so... uh... would the idea of making a few hundred working with me
turn you off?"

	"What would it involve Sis?"

	"Sex Bobby! What else?"

	"I knew that Beth! Be more specific... woman, man, both...
what?"

	"It would be with a woman, Lana, one of my very regular, very
high tipping clients. She's 35, attractive and has a well kept body.
Submissiveness is her preference. She likes her sex mixed with
dominance,

	humiliation and pain. Do you know what that means?"

	"Beth, I do read! But, reading and participating are not the
same. I wouldn't know what to do."

	"You'd be my assistant. I'd give you some quick training
before hand. After, you follow my lead. So... interested?"

	"Hell, why not?"

	Beth made the call to Lana, who agreed to an 8:00 PM
appointment. Beth then used the time to gave Bob instructions on what
he was expected to do.

	She looked through the clothing in my bags and selected a pair
of red running shorts, a jock strap and a red sweatshirt.

	"Wear these... nothing else. If you work with me again Bobby,
we need to get some more suitable attire for this sort of thing."

	"What would that be Sis?"

	"I'm changing now. You'll get the idea when she see my
outfit."

	In the quest room he was using, Bob dressed in the articles
Beth had selected, went back to the large room he now knew she called
her Play Room and waited. Beth soon appeared in her "working clothes"
for the type of session scheduled. She wore black leather boots which
encased her legs to the upper thighs and were secured at the top to
suspender straps attached to a black leather harness buckled around
her hips. Beth's pussy was clearly visible through the opening in the
front of the harness. Around this opening was a series of snaps. On
her upper body she wore a black leather, form fitting corset with
openings through which each breast protruded.

	"God damn Sis, that's one sexy, fucking outfit! I wouldn't
mind being dominated by you right now!"

	"Later little brother, later", Beth replied with laughter. We
might give that a try, but we have business... remember?"

	The security intercom chimed, Beth answered, then buzzed the
down stairs entrance open for Lana. Bob had been told that the session
was to began the instant the door to Beth's apartment closed behind
Lana. The bell rang and Bob opened the door and stepped aside as Beth
had told him to do.

	Beth was standing in the middle of the entry way with her legs
spread and a hand on each hip. Bob closed the door behind Lana who had
turned to look him over. At that moment, Beth began!

	"Bitch, what the fuck are you looking at? No one told you to
look at my assistant, Master Bob. On you knees bitch and beg his
forgiveness by kissing his feet. Now, get those clothes off so he can
see that worthless body of yours. I didn't say to get up. Do it on the
floor where you belong!"

	Lana removed her clothing and waited. Beth had her walk over
on her knees and kiss her cunt.

	"That's right bitch! Get your worthless mouth on my cunt. Let
me feel the tongue!" Now, follow us to the playroom on your hands and
knees... like the dirty, in heat, bitch dog you are!"

	Lana trailed the brother and sister team into the playroom
where Bob helped Beth secure her to a low leather padded bench she'd
taken from a closet. The bench was designed in such a way that when
Lana was draped across it on her belly and secured, her ass was in the
air and her cunt was easily accessible. Beth continued to deliver
verbal abuse as Lana lay there. Taking a leather paddle from the
closet, she began slapping Lana across the ass... alternating from
cheek to cheek. The paddle was leaving red marks on the white flesh of
Lana's ass. Beth handed the paddle to Bob telling him to give the
dirty bitch the punishment she needed and wanted.

	As Bob used the paddle, Beth was snapping a dildo to the
harness she wore around her hips. She forced Lana to beg for the
"cock", then drove it up her ass and began to fuck. She stopped and
told Lana to beg for the same from Bob. Beth handed Bob a tube of KY
jelly. As Bob applied it to his cock and into Lana's ass, Beth
inserted a ball gag in Lana's mouth.

	"The bitch doesn't know what she's asked for. This will keep
the screams from waking the entire building. Go to it Bobby! She loves
pain,

	so give her some!"

	Bob inserted his cock into the ass, somewhat dilated by Beth's
fucking with the dildo. He eased it in until the entire nine inch
shaft was buried. He pulled back and began his fuck... hard and fast!
He filled her ass with the load of cum! Beth released Lana, removed
the gag and had her clean Bob's cock with her mouth. Once it was
cleaned to Beth's satisfaction, Lana was ordered to get down on the
floor on her back. Beth had Bob hold Lana's legs back while her pussy
was fucked with the rubber cock between Beth's legs. The session ended
after Beth unsnapped her dildo and squatted over Lana's face. Beth
lowered her cunt and pressed it over the waiting mouth. It remained
there until Beth climaxed.

	Lana showered, dressed and Beth escorted her to the door. She
handed Beth an envelope, said "Thank you Beth, it was great!"

	Beth and Bob discussed the session after Lana had gone and
told his sister he was open to assisting in other sessions.

	"Any type, Bobby?" she asked. How about with couples... or
just a man? It might require more than you've experienced before.
Think about it."

			      Semper Fi
				Part 6

	Our young Marine - Private Robert Simmons, staying with his
sister, Beth, for a few days while on leave - had given very serious
thought to working with other clients of her escort service. "The
money's good", he thought, "So why not?" Beth had asked him about what
he was willing to do and with whom... female, male or couple?

	"Sis, I think I'm up for just about anything."

	"Fine choice of words, Bobby... 'up for'", Beth said with
laughter."

	"Well, I didn't mean it that way, but hell I guess it fits",
Bob said between chuckles.

	Beth told her brother she had a young couple she saw almost
weekly, and the wife had mentioned a fantasy of hers during a couple
husband had agreed if with the right person.

	"Bobby", Beth said, "I think you could be the one. I could
double the rate for the session. Plus there could be a substantial tip
involved... if you satisfied her fantasy. What'd you think?"

	"Just exactly what does the woman want to see, Sis?"

	"For one thing, she wants to see her husband engage in oral
sex with another man... both giving and receiving. In other words,
Baby Brother, you'd have to be willing to suck the guy's cock? So,
could you do it?"



	"We're talking about some big bucks here. Hell yes I could!"

	"But, that not all Bobby. She wants to see some anal activity!
You'd have to take the guy's cock up your ass!"

	"I don't know... uh... the largest thing I've had inserted
there were two of your fingers the other night Sis."

	"Tell you what Bobby... we... uh... we could have a little
practice session... you, me and one of my strap-ons. At least she'd
have some idea of what to expect. Want to give it a try?"

	"Sure Sis, let's do it!"

	Beth and her brother walked into her "playroom" for the "trial
run", so to speak. Since this was being done for business and not
pleasure, there were no preliminary activity - no hugging, kissing or
foreplay of any kind.

	Bob got out of his clothes as Beth removed hers. She selected
a dildo which was a comparative size to the client's cock, had Bob
bend over the back of a sofa, worked some KY jelly up Bob's ass, then
spread some on the rubber cock now strapped around her waist and legs.

	"Bobby", his sister said, with some concern in her voice,
"This is going to hurt like hell! I'll take it as easy as possible
getting it in. But after a few strokes, it needs to be hard and deep.
That's, no doubt, the way the action will be for the real ass fuck."

	Okay Sis", Bob answered, "Quit talking and do it. Get the
fucking thing up my ass!"

	True to her word, Beth was gentle in working the head inside.
She used a slow easy motion getting the shaft buried up her brother's
ass. She would stop occasionally to let his ass adjust before
continuing. This was the method used for several strokes. Finally, she
told Bob that it was time. Beth got a tight hold on Bob's hips, drew
the dildo back until only he head remained locked in her brother's
ass. She drove it in all the way - hard! Pulled back and did it again!

	Bob was moaning with pain, still she continued. At one point
she got carried away and began to fuck her brother's ass as though he
were a client wanting a rough ass fuck. She even began to slap Bob's
ass with an open palm between strokes. Right around that time, Bob's
voice changed. There was now pleasure mixed with the pain.

	"Oh God... Oh God... Fuck me Sis... fuck me! Oh fuck it
hurts... but more... more... please fuck my ass hard!"

	Bob reached down between his legs and began to jerk on his
cock as Beth continued to plow into his ass. Seeing this, Beth pulled
the rubber cock from her brother's ass and dropped to the floor on all
fours.

	"Me Bobby me!" Beth cried. Do me... fuck my ass with that big
cock.!"

	Bob got down behind her, grabbed the KY and quickly got his
cock and Beth's ass ready for his full 9 inches. The burning in his
own ass was soon forgotten as he slammed his meat up Beth's ass. He
fucked hard until his load was released deep in his sister's ass. Bob
noticed some traces of blood mixed with the cum when he finally
withdrew his deflating cock.

	"Oh shit, I'm sorry Beth. I got carried away. I didn't mean to
hurt you like that."

	"I know Bobby... I know. The same thing happened as I fucked
you. It was more than I had intended. We're even. Anyway... God damn
it was good! How about you?"

	"It hurt Sis, but it felt good too. Shit, I'll be ready to
take it again. Set up the appointment. Hey Beth", Bob added with
laughter, "Remember when Dad said, 'Boy, your ass will never amount to
anything!'"

				* * *

	Bob stayed and worked with Beth a few more days before
deciding he'd be flying on home to visit their parents. Since his
sister hadn't been home for over a year, she made a decision to go
also. They were met at the airport by their parents, and sat in the
back seat of the car on the drive home. Unnoticed by their parents,
Beth lay a hand on her brother's cock, nodded toward the front and
silently mouthed the words, "Wanna try?"

	In answer, Bob reached over, rubbed a hand over his sister's
cunt, smiled and out loud said, "Why not Sis!" Their mother looked
back with a questioning expression on her face as the brother and
sister laughed and laughed.

				 End