Sensual, Thoughtful, and Very Naughty
I am a newly commissioned military officer at my first assignment. The ratio of men to women on military bases and in military dominated small towns is terrible for men. The balance of the world seems off kilter. To make matters worse, I am an officer and it is against regulations for us to fraternize with enlisted girls. It feels like an archaic class system but one that is essential to protect the chain of command, sustain morale, reduce bias and preferential treatment, maintain confidence in leadership, and to ensure the mission isn’t compromised.
The regulations around fraternization are specific when it comes to subordinates but offer a little wiggle room for those not in the same chain of command. Overall though, it is frowned upon and I wanted no part of it. Women are definitely my kryptonite, but I had been good about keeping myself out of trouble.
It is mid-morning on a Saturday when the doorbell to my off-base townhouse rings. I pull on some shorts and answer the door. Laura, an enlisted girl from my unit, is at the door. She is dressed really nice with her hair, face, and eyes done up beautifully. It is really a striking moment to see her like this as opposed to how she looks in uniform with minimal makeup. While Laura is in my unit, she is not in direct chain of command. Still, she is enlisted. But, she is also a cute 19 year old girl with a tight little body.
Laura explains she is heading out for some shopping and apologizes for waking me up. “I was in the area and thought I’d stop by to say hello.” I had no idea she even knew where I lived. It is an awkward moment. I was a gentleman and invited here in.
We sit on opposite ends of the couch and have some small talk. Slowly, she begins to turn up the heat. She compliments me on my body and asks about my love life. She acknowledges it must be hard to be a handsome officer in such a small town. I’m starting to sweat. My urge to carry her up to my room and pound her pussy is instinctual. I am designed for this. My mind is still in control though and I fight my manly urges.
I deflect her advances and suggest she must have hundreds of guys hitting on her all of them. She says something to the effect that they are immature boys just after one thing. She works herself to my side of the couch. I’m in trouble.
The pressure to restrain myself as she becomes more overt is becoming unbearable. She says, “I have fantasized about kissing you a thousand times.” She leans in to kiss me but I stop her.
“I can’t…we can’t do this.” She doesn’t like it my reaction. “Why? Because you are an officer? Because you think you are better than me? You don’t like me or think I’m pretty enough? I don’t work for you and you aren’t my officer in charge. You are a man and I am woman…that is all that is real!” She tries to kiss me again, but I hold her back. Undeterred, Laura is now up on the couch and on her knees trying to press her body against me. It is such a ridiculous scene…a woman is sexually attacking me and ME of all people is trying hold her off!
She finally sits back and pouts. “Fine, you don’t have to kiss me!” There is some awkward silence. “What, would you do if I rubbed your leg?” I didn’t respond. A girl’s sensual and curious touch…it has been too long. The five-knuckle shuffle only goes so far. Even when I switch hands to make it feel like a new woman, it only goes so far.
Laura slipped her hand on my thigh and massaged me as she talked about other stuff. Her hand found its way under my shorts and was soon touching my bare thigh. My cock was doing its best to rip through my shorts.
Laura’s handiwork soon extended to my dick and balls. “Wow, lieutenant…very nice…I knew it would be.” How much can one man take? With my hard dick in her hand she leans in to kiss me. Again, I resist. “You can touch me but I’m not going to kiss you.” I say this like I am upholding some military decorum. She pouts and asks if kissing is too personal or emotional for me? I was tiring of the questions and my resistance was fading as my circulation centered elsewhere. I made one last strong attempt to resist.
“Look, you came to my door wanting something. This is what I’m willing to give. You can leave at any time.” She didn’t like my answer, “You don’t have to be an asshole…Sir. You are making me feel like a whore and I’m not. I like you and this isn’t what I wanted…not like this.” I reiterated, “Like I said…” Laura stood up and I thought she might be leaving. Dionysus was having mercy and turning this crazed girl away from me.
Instead, she began to take her clothes off. “I know your excited, I felt you. You want me, don’t you?” Oh fuck! I couldn’t believe that a woman had basically just walked up to my door and was stripping for me. As a teenager, I dreamed of moments like this. What would be like to have women throwing themselves at me? What a life someone like Robert Plant must have led in height of his influence? I had wanted that and still did. I still do.
Before long, she leaned in and slipped off down my pants. In a flash she was on her knees worshipping my cock like it was the first and last one she would ever have. I fed her my balls and made sure she sucked and licked them as well. I don’t know about other men, but I enjoy having my heavy balls savored almost as much as being deep throated. It is so hot to have a woman take one of my balls in her mouth as she pumps my dick and looks up at me…her eyes consumed with lust.
I leaned back still in disbelief this was really happening. I couldn’t believe I had such a cute young woman knocking on my door and willing to suck my cock without me even kissing her. It was something of milestone in a long list of serendipitous moments with women.
Laura wanted to go to my bedroom, but I wouldn’t give her that satisfaction. “Anything we do, happens here.” With a bit of distrust and self-preservation floating through my clouded judgment, I wanted to be able to say with conviction that I never kissed her and didn’t want her to be able describe my bedroom. Instead, I mounted her from behind and fucked her on my couch. As she had demonstrated, she was willing to take what she could get. And, she was getting it now.
I grabbed her hair and drove her face into the cushion while gaping her little pussy.
I wondered what she really wanted? Her future husband would never know that she had once walked into a man’s house and stripped for him. He would never know that she was willing to suck another man’s dick even after he refused to kiss her. Then, this man bent her over the couch and jammed her face in it while plowing her tight little pussy from behind. It made me cum hard knowing that I was that man for her. What dreams filled her thoughts…what did she want…how would she remember today?
I jettisoned my creamy essence all over her back and sexy ass. Being a gentleman, I grabbed a warm cloth to clean her up and send her on her way. Laura wanted to stay though. “I can go out and get some groceries. We can watch movies and hang out if you want. I’ll fix you dinner and you can take me anytime you want.”
Really, it didn’t bother me at all that she had been so aggressive. I admired her courage and desire. She was a hot girl, and I liked her. Hell, I would have loved for her to stay the day or even longer. I certainly wasn’t drowning in pussy at this godforsaken base. However, I just couldn’t push my luck. She was an enlisted girl and I was an officer…and a gentleman.