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Rose (Military, intr, MF)
by Zifferman (zifferman@aol.com)
(c) 1997
***
I didn't write this, but I did rewrite it to suit my own fantasy.
PRICK FROM A ROSE.
After college I had to do four years in the Army to pay back my ROTC
scholarship. I was commissioned a second lieutenant and assigned as a
platoon leader in an infantry company. I had married Michelle while in
college and I managed to get a small married-officer quarters on the base
where I was stationed. Things were pretty tough and money was tight.
One night our commanding officer, Captain Julius Rose, treated all the
junior officers to drinks at the ‘O' club. Rose turned out to be quite a
drinker and was soon blitzed. I offered to drive him back to his quarters
so he wouldn't get busted by the MPs and he accepted. I have to admit I
was kissing his ass a little, but you have to do such things to get ahead
in the army today.
En route home I thought I'd stop at my place and introduce Rose to
Michelle. I had this vision that Michelle and Rose's wife would soon meet
and become friends, which wouldn't be bad for my career, either. I thought
my hospitality would do no harm to my career prospects and I knew that
Michelle wouldn't mind.
Captain Rose is about 38. He's a very big, imposing man about six foot
six and probably around 210 pounds. He is black and played football in
West Point. He always seemed aloof to the junior officers but I figured
this was just the way Captains had to act. I drove Rose back in my old car
to find that Michelle was still out clubbing with her friends. I offered
Captain Rose a tumbler of scotch and sat in the living room chatting to
him. It seemed strange seeing him in such a relaxed mood, as he was always
so stern when on duty. We sank a couple more scotches and then Mich got back.
Mich had obviously had a lot to drink and was very giggly when she
staggered into the room. I thought, "Oh God! Don't let her do anything to
embarrass me now!" At first she was taken aback at the unexpected surprise
of Captain Rose, but she soon broke the ice by saying, "Just what I need...
two lovely men!" I could see Captain Rose's face light up immediately.
Sensing that Mich was probably more than a little drunk I suggested quietly
to Rose that, perhaps, I should take him back to his quarters now. I was
surprised when he cut me off and told me not to be in such a hurry.
Mich looked gorgeous. At 21 she's got a lovely slim figure and absolutely
wonderful boobs. Tonight she had a very short, pleated miniskirt on and a
tight top which clung to her body. She wore a pair of white stilettoes and
I could just see the tops of her stockings.
I watched Captain Rose eyeing her young body up and down slowly, and I
could sense Mich enjoying the attention from this mature man. She teased
him by bending slowly over to kiss me, and giving him an eyeful of boob,
stocking tops and suspenders.
Suddenly Captain Rose reached up and lifted the back of her miniskirt
right over her ass. Her bare butt and her G-string was on full view. Mich
just giggled and told him he was forward!
"Come here you little tease!" he almost growled. I was shocked by the
sudden change in his mood. Mich just looked at him.
"You little tart," he continued, "I said come here!" Mich walked over to
him and he pulled her across his knee. She just sat there, allowing his
black large hands to massage her boobs and to be honest, the sight of my
wife being caressed by another man was both making me ill and turning me on.
"What lovely big tits your wife has got," he said, lifting her top over
her head as she sat on his knee. Mich's large boobs fell out and Captain
Rose buried his face in them, sucking on her nipples. Mich's head simply
rolled back as she surrendered to his actions. His hand disappeared up her
skirt and I could tell by her sudden jolt that he'd slipped his fingers
inside her.
"Uh...sir...I think I should take you home now..." I fumbled for the
words, my heart in my throat.
"Sit down, son, and be quiet. That's an order," Rose growled. I did as
he said.
My mind raced with options. I thought that I would tell Mich I wanted a
divorce as soon as we were alone. I couldn't believe how slutty she would
behave with my commanding officer, and I started to wonder if this wasn't
the first time she had acted this way. Maybe she had been screwing someone
behind my back all along.
"You're wet enough to be fucked now, you dirty little slut, aren't you?"
Captain Rose whispered. Mich didn't answer.
"Did you hear me?" he asked.
"Yes, Captain Rose," Mich responded.
"What are you?" he went he on. "Tell me!"
"I'm a dirty slut and I need to be fucked," she panted. All of the time he
was groping her tits and pushing his fingers in and out of her. Mich was
groaning and writhing in ecstasy.
He turned to me and asked me what I thought of my wife. He had caught me
off guard and I blurted, "She's a whore, Captain Rose."
He stood up and towered above her small body and dropped his class A
uniform trousers. His massive cock sprang out, drips of pre-come glistening
on his knob. I was dumbstruck by the sight of his organ. It must have
been ten inches long and very thick. It jutted out from his crotch long
and hard. Beneath his dong swung two balls the size of small lemons.
He lifted my wife onto the floor and spread her legs wide open, her pussy
already ruddy with his rubbing and with lust.
"Fuck me, Captain Rose, please!" Mich begged. She'd never ever been like
this before.
I couldn't take any more. I stood up and said in my best command voice,
"Captain Rose! You are drunk and doing something you will regret later!"
He turned his massive head towards me and showed me his gritted teeth.
"Sit your candy ass down before I beat you to a pulp!" I sat down
dejectedly. "Mich", I said meekly, "don't do this. You're my wife..."
She never acknowledged me.
My boss climbed on top of my wife, his huge frame almost crushing her
petite body as he thrust his cock deep into her tight little hole. She
screamed out loud as she felt the size of him, and his ass started pounding
up and down, driving his cock deeper into her cunt. His balls rose and
fell in a rhythm of their own.
"What are you?' he grunted as he fucked her. "I'm a slut, a whore, a
hootch! Come inside me, please!" Mich gasped. I saw his face grimace as he
pumped my wife full of his seed and collapsed on top of her tired body.
She lay for some time, her legs apart and Captain Rose's spunk dribbling
from her sore pussy. She truly was a dirty little slut... but I still loved
her!
Rose got up and avoided my eyes. He slowly gathered his uniform and then
used my phone to call a taxi. I gathered my drunk wife up and put her to
bed. I slept on the couch.
The next day at the company formation Captain Rose announced that I was
being promoted to first lieutenant. I was flabbergasted.
I know that Michelle still sees Rose from time to time. I can tell by the
way her pussy is becoming looser and looser. I plan on making the army a
career, now, and she is quite an asset. I just hope my next commanding
officer is as well-fixed as Rose or she might not want to have anything to
do with him.
The End