Chapter 166: Military Brats

Interesting. We are in a secured suite that I’m pretty sure the hotel staff can’t enter when we are there and any attempts to bug it they would get a very nasty surprise. Why would the MPs be staying in our suite to guard us?

Dinner was amazing. There was so much that was prepared to perfection that I wasn’t even able to pick out a single dish that was my favorite. I ate three times what the staff suspected someone my size could eat and I was still hungry. Luckily dessert was as superb as dinner. I was polishing off a huge slice of apple pie when I finally felt like I might be full for the night. My request for a milkshake to take back to our room got a smile from our waiter as he explained there were to-go cups in the officer’s mess. I would have to put up with the snobs from the tour, and some equally arrogant officers.

“I think I can bear to suffer their presence again, for a little short while,” I said with a grin.

Molly decided a milk shake sounded perfect as well. On the way to get the to-go cups we saw a line of jerks waiting for one of the unisex bathrooms. They let out a collective groan as I headed in that direction, right as plump woman waddled out. Instead of being a dick, like I sort of wanted to do, I headed to the men’s room. I let the female MPs and four male MPs, who seemed to materialize out of thin air, that I had this. I was pretty sure I could take care of things on my own.

Yeah like any of them are going to come in here when I’m in here.

In the time it took to take a piss Molly had gotten us milkshakes in these enormous insulated cups. She said they would keep our milkshakes from melting for an hour or so, even on the hottest days. Back in the secure mess I thanked every person on the staff. Molly managed to focus on something that let her thank each one as well. Once back at the hotel the two female MPs were annoyed when they found the door in the hall and the elevator wouldn’t open for them. Only I was able to get access, at least without the purple badges.

Well Molly could get them to open too, but she was holding the two milkshakes.

Upstairs Molly pointed to the bathroom with a stern look.

I don’t need to even ask what she means. She is using her look that tells everyone that they won’t win any arguments with her right then. I doubt anyone could win arguments with her anyway.

Shrugging, I stripped and put my clothes in the laundry bag before going to turn on the shower.

Going back out into the room I asked the two MPs, “The shower is big enough for two of us, either of you want to have me wash your back and hair? Molly and I were wearing shorts with t-shirt. Which both stink of stale sweat. You’re wearing full BDUs and carrying all your gear. It is only the four of us in here and no one is in getting in unless we let them. We aren’t going to say anything because that isn’t cool.”

The two women talked. The rail thin MP said she was going to take the first watch.

I quickly washed myself from head to toe, twice, while the MP was getting undressed. Once in the shower I wouldn’t have breasts just shy of a b-cup and only sparse pubic hair.”

“Since it seems I’m off duty for a bit and we are showering together, I guess I should tell you my name is Tammy. I appreciate you showing us respect by calling us by our last names and not requesting our first names. Many of the brass do that to try to seem human by making it appear caring, but then treat us like dirt anyway. Many of the civilians use our names as they degrade us to their peers with us in earshot of their conversation,” she told me as I moved back to let her get under the water.

Once she had her short hair wet, I shampooed it, rinsed it out and worked in conditioner, then I washed every inch of her body save for her butthole and mound. I held out a soaped washcloth for her to wash them herself.

After putting her foot up on the side of the tub, to give me access, she said, “I know very well that I’m not the first female’s pussy you’ve washed.”

Once I had cleaned her thoroughly I turned her into the water, to start washing the soap from her pussy, as I said, “Tammy, I have absolutely no idea why you think I have washed a girl’s privates before. Yours is the first. I’m being a bit bad in hoping you might be willing to be my first lover.”

“Hmmm,” she said softly. “Great at washing my body, very skilled with your fingers and you have discretion to boot. You continue to amaze me Mr. Smith. If I help you rise to the occasion do you think you could give me a nice long screwing? Candy, yeah that is her given name and she hates it, told me I had to come join you. She is sure you can help me with a problem I have. We need to take a walk after we finish in the bathroom, if I’m able to walk that is.”

I think I could enjoy a piece of that tight pussy. Have you even had a dick in you since prom night?

Her will was my command. She got the conditioner out of her hair and then got down to suck me hard. She couldn’t get much of my dick into her mouth without gagging, but she really worked me over with her tongue. I didn’t need to do anything to get her wet, I could smell her musky juices over the soap smell in the shower.

Finding her hot pocket was easy, filling it with meat was a challenge. It took some work to get the tip of the sour cream gun inside. She was that tight.

Is she nervous? Could that be why she is so tight?

“I need it all inside me. I’m going to push back at you and you need to pull my hips toward you as you push up into me. Once we get it buried inside me it is going to take me a few minutes to be ready to get down to business. I don’t want you getting it in your head that you must be some sort of world class stud that gets any woman, at least those with a heartbeat, wanting you to plow their fields. It has absolutely nothing to do with you at all. I needed a dick and you were available. We can talk about it later. I need to get fucked for as long as you can go before your limp dick slips out after you cum,” she told while really started pushing down hard on my dick to get it to start sliding up into her.

It took us both working together to finally get me buried in her. When she felt my pubes against her butt she came, hard. I reached around to hold her tits to keep her from falling.

They may not be big, but they are enough to provide good handholds to keep her right where I want her.

After a few minutes of recovery, we started doing her PT right here in the shower. We finally decided that half-height stone wall at the back of the shower was a perfect place for her to get a good grip to hold onto for the ride. I still started off slow until I felt her vagina stretched and relaxed enough to get up to full speed. By that time, she had two more big orgasms that burned through a massive amount of her orgasm energy in just a few seconds. I started pounding her pussy and she kept begging me to pound her as hard as I could. She had the biggest cum of the night when I slammed up into her to dry-fire. She didn’t seem to mind me washing her pussy clean again.

Don’t want her having her only fresh pair of panties get crusty.

I had her wait under the hot water as I got out and dried myself off. When she turned the water off and stepped out of the shower, I wrapped her in a big fluffy towel from the suite before I drying her hair. I then dried the rest of her off before taking her by the hand into the bedroom.

Molly was lying naked on the couch with Candy’s red head bobbing around between Molly’s legs. When she saw me, she messaged my phone that Candy asked Molly if she would like her pussy licked and Candy didn’t like doing anything with girls. Something about Molly made her practically beg to munch Molly’s muff. Candy also told Molly that she had been wet since she saw my dick this morning.

Tammy took great interest in what Candy was doing to Molly. Her faced showed concern that Molly had forced Candy to go down on her but didn’t seem to disapprove.

“Tammy get your mouth down here and taste her amazing pussy. I have never wanted to voluntarily go down on a girl until I smelled her juices. Then I had to have a taste. It isn’t quite like honey, but it is close enough for me,” Candy told her as she pulled Tammy over and pushed her face between Molly’s legs.

I watched as Tammy took a tentative swipe through Molly’s pussy lips before really getting into eating Molly as actively as Candy had dome. I moved over to Candy to remove her gear before I stripped her.

Did she only notice me getting her boots off because of how long it took to unlace them?

Seeing as how Tammy didn’t look like she was pulling her face from between Molly’s legs anytime soon I moved Candy to the bed. As I worked my dick into her, I saw she had more meat on her bones than Tammy, even if Tammy looked much larger in her BDUs.

“Holy shit Mr. Smith! That is the perfect dick for my tight pussy and I hate dick many times more than pussy. Miss Smith’s pussy was irresistible. Your dick is equally amazing. I never knew sex could be this good. We haven’t even started having sex yet and you’ve already outlasted all my past lovers combined. Please fuck me until you cum inside me. None of them ever got in far enough to do that either. I hope you last at least as long as you did inside Tammy,” she told me.

Well it was a good idea to beg me to go until I came, since you haven’t ever had a real fuck. Too bad you didn’t manage to last more than twenty minutes before you were out cold.

I pulled my dick out of Candy and moved behind Tammy. She said she was a bit sore, but I ignored her. I slowly buried my dick inside her and then pulled out just as slowly. I wasn’t trying to get either of us off. Instead wanted us to enjoy a nice slow fuck as she ate Molly. I had been fucking Tammy slowly for forty minutes before Candy woke up.

“Do you think you can do that again? I never felt anything that amazing in my life. If Tammy doesn’t mind, I really could use more of your dick, even if still coated in her pussy juice,” Candy told me.

I picked up speed to finally bring Tammy off before sliding out to go back over to fuck Candy. She lasted almost forty minutes before she came hard enough to make her pass out again. I moved back over to pull Tammy onto my lap. Molly had her muff munched as much as she wanted right now. After turning her around we kissed, cuddled, and slowly fucked for a while before Candy started snoring, loudly.

Tammy pulled me close and said she really needed that walk now.

I pulled on some shorts and a t-shirt. She borrowed some of the extra clothes Molly had that were just big enough to fit Tammy. We were both going commando.

Outside the VOQ was a trail she told me went off toward a nice long stretch of buildings only used by paper pushers from nine to five. We could walk the fence line without worrying about anyone disturbing us. For security she had her gun in a holster hooked to her pants. I found one of the energy pistols in the safe, so I had it tucked into the waistband of my shorts.

Not like I can use it without there being a lot of questions.

“Mr. Smith you are nothing like I expected when I was given this detail. Your appearance makes you look like you are twelve. The instant I saw your t-shirt I pegged you for yet another military brat I had to babysit today. Only when we arrived at the mountain did it click that you had chosen it specifically. I’m having a hard time wrapping my head about how you and Miss Smith are honest and genuine in everything you did today. None of those they have assigned us to escort has asked anyone on their details if they wanted one of the free bottles of water provided at spots on the tour, much less buying a round of drinks for the entire detachment of MPs stationed here to protect VIPs. Later Candy told me how well hung you are. I decided you two were just mind-fucking us. It was only a matter of time before you turned on us. She pushed me to get in the shower with you. I gave her a dirty look because I expected you would demand we have sex, as the others have done in the past. I did my best to prepare myself for the impending rape as your soapy hands gently washed me. When handed the soaped wash cloth to clean between my legs I felt a feeling of raw primal lust for you. I came as soon as I felt you washing me thoroughly, but gentler than I wash myself. Even feeling the lust to have you inside me, I continued to feel a sense of foreboding. Part of me dreaded how badly I wanted you to get it over with. The other part needed you to take me, hoping you could at least manage to let me feel it up inside me for a few seconds at least. Even if I had video of the events in the shower, no woman I know will believe I was the one that had to get things started,” she told me.

I pulled her into a hug, that I felt she needed right now and told her, “Girls and women are very unpredictable much of the time. They are even more so when aroused. No means no. Well, unless no means yes, but they can’t say yes because saying no means they pretended to try to resist what their mind and body want so badly. I knew your body was ready for sex but had no idea about your mind. Unless you told me what you wanted, I was going to turn the water to cold to cool you down. When you were chowing down on my companion you told me you were sore, but not that you didn’t want me to slide by long hard dick up inside you. It was clear you needed something more there than your fingers. You’re so tight and Candy had passed out on me. I could have gotten myself off quickly and easily, but I got a different vibe off you. You needed someone to have sex with you that could make us both feel great without pushing either of us to cum. At the end I know it was a bit uncomfortable when I sped up. No way could I leave you all fired up and deny you the chance to cross the finish line.”

“Damn you Mr. Smith,” she said as she got us to the ground, sat me in her lap and pulled her head into my chest to cry.

I rubbed here back until she finished her cry.

It is good she didn’t have any makeup on. Halloween is a long time away still.

After wiping her eyes and blowing her nose into a tissue she got from her pocket, she finally told me, “It was exactly what I needed, just as this walk has also been perfect. Candy is the only one who knows what I have been through in my past. You are the first dick I have wanted since I finished boot camp.”

When she wasn’t crying, she told me how she gave up her cherry to one of her high school Romeos making their rounds of the virgin girls. So many girls were lusting for him to pop their cherries, discretely, that she never got a second time with him. He wasn’t bad at all but wasn’t that great either. He did make sure she came before he filled her with his sperm. She sweated it being pregnant, alone, for three months until she got her period. During the time she never showed as being pregnant on any brand of home pregnancy pee test. She went back to her diary to find the dates of every period she ever had. Once she had her cycle charted, she found the two days before her period where she should be safe, providing the pain she felt two weeks in to her cycle was her ovulating each month. When undeniably sure she was safe to let another boy to let between her legs. They tried many times that night to have sex and he gave it a good try, but only ever lasted long enough for her to even start feeling good. As she should have expected the boy told everyone he could how she was an amazing fuck and did it bareback. He didn’t even have to take her out to get a piece. She instantly became on the radar of a bunch of guys who did take her out to a movie or dinner before finishing the night with a ten second fuck. She really loved the boys wanted to fuck her, but the date was over as soon as she got them off. They didn’t even want her to suck them hard to go again. She got so disgusted when males that she went to give girls a try. Girls really didn’t do much for her, but only if she gave as good as she was getting, then she could get off a lot of times each night. Things we going fine until one night when she was sleeping over a girlfriend’s house. The girlfriend’s parents were out of town and their brothers were all off in the woods with some girls looking to see if they could get an orgy going. One of the guys going camping bragged that he had gotten enough Ecstasy to have the girls wanting to fuck all weekend long. His supplier that if the girls were on it for forty-eight hours, or longer, something in the Ecstasy would do something in the girl’s brains to make then want to fuck all the boys that screwed them in that forty-eight hours. If that turned out to be bullshit, they had some liquid GHB they could slip into the girl’s drinks. The GHB was very concentrated so they used the various drink mixers to cover the salty taste. Whatever it took the boys were going to each nail every girl there, including some extra friends the girls brought along to hang out. Unfortunately, that guy wasn’t the brightest, or good about keeping secrets, so the girls found out.

Tammy explained that many of the girls wanted to try to drugs, but only in their tent with their boyfriend. The rest of the girls were angry as hell about it.

The boys returned to the house where the girls were playing around in the basement watching lesbian porn as they went down on each other.

Not sure how you watch porn with your face buried between someone legs. Maybe they had a compact mirror they held with one hand.

Someone pulled her from between her friend’s legs, held her down and then she felt a dick forced inside her. The boys, and their friends, gang-raped the two girls until no single boy cold get hard again. All night long the boys had been making vids where the girls were crying and begging the boys to stop raping them. By the time the girls managed to get to pee, the boys had called in more dick to make sure the girls never needed to much muff again.

“I don’t know if someone put out the word to stay away or they didn’t believe them, but no one showed up for a few hours until there was a knock on the basement door. Two guys and two girls showed up asking if they could join in the fun. The assholes who had been raping the two girls they had plenty of ecstasy and GHB if the girls weren’t putting out.” She told me as she had a few big shivers. The newcomers were taking video on their phones as the boys showed us gagged, to keep us from biting anything that came near. They tied things to our legs that had our brown assholes ready for easy access and pussies open for business. When the new guys wanted to see the stuff, the moron, who couldn’t keep his mouth shut, open a box with the stuff in it, a bunch of cops rushed in. The two girls went to the hospital to get full rape workups. The boy under sixteen went to Juvenile Detention while the rest went to the county jail. When she grew up it was a major felony to possess illegal substances for the commission of a violent crime against a minor. It didn’t matter that nothing was ever used on us.”

Tammy seems like she really needed to get that off her chest. I’m glad she is feeling better.

We were walking around the back side of the base when she started telling about the utter hell her parents put her though for exploring sex with girls. It didn’t matter that it was something multiple doctors told her parents was a normal part of adolescence. Her parents pressured her to say it was her fault the boys had sex with her, but she wanted it that way, so it wasn’t rape. She was just a big slut who couldn’t keep her legs together. Everyone in school knew she as easy and spread her legs on the first date. Her parents acting that way hurt her more than anything else. To them she was a sex addicted slut who begged the boys to tie her up and fuck her like that. No one raped her.

She stopped and turned to me for a hug as she said, “I wasn’t going to be bullied by anyone, especially not my never at home parents. My friend and I both stood firm as we described exactly what we had been doing with each other, and even went into why. The boy’s lawyers were so arrogant that were over confident that we wouldn’t talk about our pleasuring each other. They miscounted majorly. Under oath we each detailed every time we had sex with a boy, complete with the exact dates and approximate time of day. Someone told me to expect them to blow that off, so we also had every email and text, including the one where I told Romeo I was a month, and then two months late for my period. To say that shocked my clueless parents was an understatement. Yet another tactic used by the defense was to say it was consensual. The prosecutor did his homework and countered with the fact that yes, we were sexually active, and had consensual sex, but only with guys of our choosing. We didn’t get the chance to give our consent because they never asked us. The defense and prosecution bickered back forth for a while before the defense called the wrong boy to the stand as a witness. He told of how six girls told him that some older boys that were going to teach them about sex. If he could get someone to give them a ride to where the boys were camping the kids would get all their cherries before they headed up to meet the older boys. Unfortunately, one of their older sisters found out and locked them in a bedroom upstairs to keep them from finding a way to go hook up with the older boys. Later the older boys called this middle school boy to say that shit happens. They had two horny sluts that he could fuck as much as he wanted. I never even knew he had been there that night.”

Tammy looked sad for a bit before telling me how the older boys drugged the middle school boy and the boy next door to keep them hard all night long. The only relief from their painful erections was when they came and a short period after that. Anytime the older boys were out of action they forced the two boys to screw the girls to keep them ready to fuck when one of the boys got it up. When the verdict finally came down the two younger boys had their records cleared of all charges and sent home, providing they got into psychological counselling. The others were all tried as adults, getting consecutive ten-year sentences for the rape of each girl, possession of illegal drugs and enough other charges that they wouldn’t be eligible for parole for thirty years.

Parole if they lasted thirty years in prison without someone finding out what they had done.

“You know what Mr. Smith,” she said. “Until tonight I had completely forgotten about those two boys. My friend and I waited until the next scandal took us out of the spotlight before we approached their parents. We talked with our parents and theirs over a few days. Once they had discussed it with the kid’s psychologists, they agreed that it would really help the boys to hang out with us for as long as six hours each weekday. If it was consensual, we had no restrictions on what we could do with each other. I only managed to spend two weeks with the boys before the shit hit the fan at home. While I never got to where I had sex with them, I had the most educational two weeks of my youth. My friend emailed me a month later to say the boys felt they were ready to move to having sex. By then they were very considerate lovers. She did all she could to ensure that once they got into the saddle that they lasted a long time.”