Let’s play Army Guys. You lay down, and I’ll blow the hell out of you.
I LOVE Privates. Not just cocks and pussies, either; I’m talking military men.
Lucky for me, my brother is in the U.S. Army. He’s training to be a big, strong man for the National Guard.
The other day, he took me to the base to meet everyone in his unit. Can I just take a moment to express my throbbing desire for military men? There’s something SO sexy about the discipline it takes to be a soldier; the guns blazing, shirts missing, warpaint slathered on exposed skin . . .
Panties = dropped
My brother’s superior officer-in-charge, Sergeant Owens, was a real tough guy. He and the rest of his charges had that look about them I just can’t resist. The look that makes my titties ache, and my little nub down under swell and moisten.
While the boys went through the obstacles and high/low ropes course, I was formulating a fucking plan.
Waiting at the top of that 230-foot-high rock wall, clad only in a wispy white dress, I was ready.
As I watched the soldiers climb the steep rock wall, my need for dick increased. The thin, translucent fabric of my dress kept fluttering up my bare thighs in the blustering wind, exposing my porcelain skin. The fact that I was stark naked underneath the dress was quite obvious to any man with working eyeballs.
And working ball sacs.
One by one, each soldier reached the top of the summit. In turn, I reached for the hem of my dress and tugged it over my bare pussy, glistening in the early morning sun. I wanted to reward our big, burly patriots–but they ended up rewarding ME!
Soldiers fuck hard, rough, and insatiably well. I’ve never had so much dick tapping my G-spot in sequence, but those guys knew just how to screw.
Last but not least was Sergeant Owens, cumming to assess his trainees’ potential. His eyes got real wide at the sight of the gang-banging, cock-sucking orgy before him, but the bulge in his pants was undeniable.
Those guys fucked me in every position, angle, and hole possible. I was so high in the sky, I thought I would fall each time my body rippled and shuddered in orgasmic pleasure.
That mountain was daunting to climb, but the high was euphoric, let me tell you. I’ll be back on Veteran’s Day to show my gratitude to any and every single–and married–soldier who’ll HAVE ME.
Would I have sex on top of a cliff again?
Sir, yes, sir!
*Giggle*
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