6 comments/ 17126 views/ 9 favorites Serving You By: playfulnymph Laying sprawled by the fire on my tummy in one of Your over sized tshirts, the heat spreading over my bare thighs licking my flesh. My body starts as I hear Your key rattle in the door. I love how my body reacts at the mere thought of You, the jolt of desire, the rush of heat gather between my thighs. Instead of moving I stay sprawled and splayed lifting my head to look in Your direction, waiting to asses Your mood, keeping my thighs slightly spread as if I was expecting You any second. I see You pause in the hallway. I know You are about to turn and face me and my body tingles as You do just that. Your eyes begin at my feet, trawling up my calves and thighs. I squirm slightly keeping my eyes on You. I notice an almost imperceptible frown as Your eye line is interrupted by that inconvenient tshirt, blocking access to the curve of the ass and the gentle sweep of the lower back. I remain in position even tho I can feel my nipples tightening against the fabric of Your tshirt and the urge to rub my thighs together wells up like the wetness You instantly command. I love the moment right before You look into my eyes, the anticipation of wondering what Your desire will be today..... I notice You linger at my neck and the softest hint of smile as You see the collar nestled tightly and soft furry lining I know You got especially knowing my preference for such things. I bite my lip in anticipation. Finally Your eyes lock with mine. I stare into the depths feeling as if You are peering into my soul and today I sense a hint of the playful in You, a sparkle. My eyes gleam back and I know Your desire that moment. My eyes respectfully lower to the ground, acknowledging Your will. I sit up body framed in the light of the fireplace my rounded ass pressing into the heels of my feet then with one swift movement I peel that tshirt up and over my head, discarding it in some random fashion I know will entertain You. I smile playfully and although I want to look at You to see that grin sweep over Your face I keep my eyes reverently down. In a single movement I stretch out onto my hands and knees, body backlit in the flickering flames. My hair is long as falls about my back, I lift my head so as to show off my collar on my bare body and the curve of the breasts. I know You love to watch me crawl, to see me aching with want wet and bare. I begin to move, making each movement gracefully cat like. Making sure I exaggerate the sway of the hips and the fingertips are splayed open with each placement of the palm. I let the pleasure of serving You wash over me, elongating my back, curving my ass up as an offering, keeping my torso low so as to offer You the view I know You like most. Yhe body You own. I love the feeling of my muscles rippling down my back, the flare of the hips so obvious as I roll them forward one at a time my knees scraping over the carpet as I get closer. I hear Your breathing now. I pause briefly and reach one hand back down between my thighs. I can feel Your eyes burning into me warning me not to touch my clit. I dip one finger into my slickness a soft mewl escapes my lips as if I am surprised by my own wetness. I am extremely careful not to touch my clit despite the aching inside to do so, the effort making a low growl rumble from my throat. I hear You chuckle softly. I know it pleases You to watch Your nymph wrestle with her self control in her overwhelming desire to please You, obey You. I bring my hand back lifting my face up to You and smear my wetness over one cheek so my arousal is obvious , glistening wantonly on my cheek. I let my eyes flick up for just a moment and I see Your gaze riveted. Again I lower mine and cover the small distance to Your feet. I pause again resting back on my heels, back arched, breasts thrust forwards and thighs open. The cool air of the hallway teasing my arousal. I wait, my hands clasped behind my back. My breath is fast and expectant. I wait.......I wait....I begin to wonder how long You will make me endure. I can feel Your eyes raking over me, taking me in. I wonder if You can smell my scent which i am wearing on my cheek. The silence is thick with desire. Finally I feel Your touch Your hand caresses my cheek and I close my eyes serenely, tilting my head upwards. Your fingertips travel lightly over my lips and my eyelids. My pussy throbs with each touch and I squirm slightly. Your hand disappears and I hear the rustling of Your clothes being removed. I keep my eyes closed but a slight grin begins to play about my mouth and I lick my lips eagerly wondering if You will allow me to devour You with my mouth. Finally I hear Your voice. "open your eyes nymph, let Me feel Your arousal against My body" I slide forwards eagerly my mouth finding Your ankle as i take a playful nip turning it into a lick. I run my fingertips up Your calf, Your thigh, my mouth following my fingers in a lazy random pattern up Your leg. As I get higher I slip my thigh between Your feet until finally my silky wetness is pressed tightly against Your shin while my hands swarm around Your thighs, hips and belly. I feel Your hands in my hair, sliding over my neck, fingers lightly hooking underneath my collar. I press my body tightly to Your leg my tongue running over Your hip bone while my hands make circular strokes on Your lower back. I breathe deeply taking in Your scent, admiring Your captivating cock before me. I press my pussy tighter against You indicating my intense arousal. My breath washes over Your cock inches away. My cheek pressed against Your thigh as my hands hold You close clasped tightly to Your ass. I ache for You with every inch. Ache to pleasure You, to serve You, to offer myself and hear Your moans fuelling my need. Your pleasure my reward. I cannot help but rub my sweetness against You. My body betraying its greed, overriding my senses. I feel Your hand come down to my head steadying me, slowing me. I suck in a ragged breath wondering how You can be so infuriatingly patient when I could so easily cum like this. Just being in proximity to You is enough. Your cock throbs so close before me. I can almost taste it, I want to lick it so badly. Again a low growl slips from my throat. I lift my face up to Yours eyes wide and hazy with lust i am rewarded with a gentle smile. "good girl" I hear You say My pussy instantly throbs with want Your eyes burn into me. "How may Your girl please You Master?" "Slide back and place your hands on your head my delicious little slut" Instantly I detach myself from the delicious heat of Your body I can see Your shin is slick with my juices as my hands travel up to my head fingers interlacing my fingers against my dark hair and again lowering my eyes trembling slightly. I am rewarded with the feel of Your strong hand covering mine holding them to my head and the hard smooth flesh of Your cock rubbing against my cheek. I lick my lips moistening them and my hips move almost involuntarily in a slow rocking motion. I love Your cock. I love having it on my skin, in my mouth, in my pussy. Even that time You rubbed it against the sole of my foot while delivering those stinging spanks reminding me of the pleasure pain can give when it is endured for pleasure of the Man I surrender to. The way You tenderly rubbed Your cum into my reddened ass afterwards whispering what a good little slut I was and how I had pleased You greatly. Murmuring in my ear how erotic it had been to watch me rock and undulate under a volley of hard spanks without shame or restraint. God I want Your cock in my mouth so bad I almost help myself releasing a soft whimper at the way You make me so insatiable and needy. I feel You spank my cheek with it, teasing me. You know what I crave. You draw back wrapping Your hand around the thickness and begin to stroke Yourself in front of me. You know this drives me wild with lust and I squirm as i feel my juices running down my thighs. Gazing bleary eyed focusing on Your cock I whisper simply.. "pleeeeassseeee" I am rewarded with Your cock resting on my lower lip. I lift up on my knees bracing myself making sure my body is ready for You. I open my mouth obediently my tongue flattened, the anticipation is making my senses reel. I feel Your hands grasp mine tightly to my head as You slide Your cock into my warm wet mouth. You don't hurry. You savour it just as I do. The feeling of it filling my mouth as my tongue explores the underside, curling around the hardness. You pause a moment and I feel the full throb of Your cock in my mouth. My teeth gently, carefully, scrape over the smoothest part of You. I am rewarded with a moan and its like a electric shock seers thru my body directly to my throbbing pussy. I groan onto Your cock and for the first time I sense a moment of urgency in You. You slide Yourself back and I make sure I suckle as the head slips back over my lips and my tongue flicks the sensitive tip. I feel You press on my lips again and once more I am delighted to feel You slide deep into my mouth this time You begin slow steady strokes. I arch my body pressing my ass backwards as You steadily fuck my mouth my ass moves in the same rhythm as if I was riding You at the same time. Your hand clenches my hands tightly to my head. I feel You hitting the back of my throat and it constricts caressing You each time Your balls snuggled against my chin as I breathe frantically thru my flaring nose. Mmmmm I love this, my body is quivering with desire, the way You claim me, own me, use Your girl as I strive to please You, absorb You. I hear Your gasps, I feel Your cock twitch, and suddenly my mouth is empty. I instinctively lift my head tilting my head keeping my mouth wide open as I feel the first splatter of cum on my face I capture some in my mouth eagerly the rest covering my face my hair, my neck. I hold some in my mouth and look up at You adoringly while the rest dribbles down my chin, dripping down onto my breasts. You nod approvingly and I let it slide down my throat relishing Your taste with a deep mmmmmmm and a beaming smile. You know Your nymph craves Your cum and You look down at me with a smile. You release my hands and I immediately attend to smearing Your cum over my chest covering myself. I ask softly if I may clean You and am delighted when You allow me to lap carefully and gently making sure I slide my tongue lovingly over Your balls, sucking them into my mouth and teasing with my tongue behind them showing You my devotion and loyalty while Your hand rests lightly on the back of my head. Suddenly You are on your knees in front of me and I offer You a cum soaked smile. You run Your fingers down my cheek still sticky with Your seed and lean forward to lightly kiss my lips which are still are full and swollen from Your earlier use. I release a breathy sigh as I feel You suck on my lower lip then yield my mouth to Yours as Your tongue probes, explores. You pull back a moment allowing our noses to rub softly before suddenly grasping a handful of hair pulling my head back and plunging Your mouth back over mine in a fierce possessive kiss. My body hummms as I feel Your other hand swarm over my back clasping my hands behind me. My body wants You, craves You, the intensity astounds me. I notice You reaching for Your earlier discarded tie on the floor and You press Your body close to mine whispering in my ear how You fancy Your nymph restrained this evening and how she will have to show You her want and need with the rest of her body. Your words fill me with lust and I writhe my body against Yours only able to muster a groan in response. You release my hair clasping my hands tightly behind me making me whimper and I feel the tie wrap tightly around my wrists. Just as You are finishing I playfully test the knot by yanking at one wrist. THWACK! I feel the crack of Your open palm against my right ass cheek. I release a sudden yelp body stiffening instantly as a wave of stinging heat spreads over my flesh. Your voice is low and thick in my ear "tsk tsk impatient little slut" Your hot breath tickling my skin wreaking havoc on my senses. I press my ass back greedily, sucking a breath stammering "thankyou Master for teaching Your girl patience, for spanking her." Your palm rubs over the warm flesh Your fingers teasing the crack of my ass as I press my bottom back eagerly. "Mmmmmmmm" I hear You murmur I shiver and Your hand is withdrawn. You sit back studying me. I arch my back lifting my breasts, thighs still spread wide the scent of my arousal now fills the room and my face is flushed with desire. Again Your fingertips caress my face, they sweep downwards and run over the edge of my collar. I love the feel of it tight against my throat the complete eroticism of putting it on for You. Wearing it when I do simple things like reading a book or making breakfast reminding me I am Yours, owned, cherished. Sometimes when You have me play for You brazenly, thighs wide open on Your desk, fingers deep in my velvety pussy while You lean back in Your chair and watch it is the moment my other palm brushes over my collar that sends me into bliss makes me plead and beg for release. Cum for You needy, writhing and desperate while my pussy sucks my fingers. Your desk soaking with my juices. Your hand drifts down to the curve of my breasts slightly sticky from Your cum my nipples are tight like hard knots pronounced and aching for attention. You purposely avoid the nipple circling Your fingertips around the areola. I want to scream for You to please touch them suck them I want to beg. I bite my lip and whimper softly unable to stop myself pressing into Your hand. Your fingertips find my nipples and I release a startled yelp as You pinch and twist pulling them upward, its like a bolt of electricity seers down my belly directly to my clit I feel another surge of wetness and my hips rock forwards. You look into my eyes reading my desire "Who do you belong to?" I gaze back "You Master with all of my being". One of Your hands remains clasped to my breast, possessing it, while the other begins a slow meander down over my belly. I can feel the goosebumps on my flesh where Your hand tickles. I press my hips forward invitingly, eagerly. Your fingers linger over the soft hair at the top of my pussy. I am so aroused I can barely think "Ma Mas..Master pleaseee" I stammer "What is it nymph?" "Master would it please You to sink Your finger into Your willing girls pussy feel her need?" "MmmmmMMmm" I hear a low growl of approval and suddenly Your finger rests against my slit so lightly its almost imperceptible. I tremble and use all of my willpower to remain in position hoping it will please You to see me quivering with the effort of not thrusting onto Your hand. Your fingers dance across my swelling lips, drawing invisible circles, then press against me, without entering. Slowly tracing, you spread my lips sliding your wet finger lengthwise and feel how desperately wet I am. "Open Your thighs wider slut" I part them wider sliding my knees open on the carpet my balance unstable with my hands bound. I am sure my juices must have coated Your hand by now as You cup my heat. Your finger slips into my wetness circling around my clit. I groan low my need is ravenous. I feel Your fingers using my own juices to wet and tease right back to my anus. "mmmm" You whisper in my ear "This pussy knows who it belongs to" All I can do is bury my head on Your shoulder and moan as the pleasure ripples thru me. "Now my sexy lil slut show me your eager greed work yourself on my fingers". Instantaneously I begin thrusting and jerking my hips forwards and back while You keep Your hand in place. My head is pressed into Your shoulder for balance as I yank at my arms wishing I could have them free to brace on Your shoulders. You keep Your palm firmly pressed to my clit making me press with all of my will to get the friction I crave. I can feel my body jiggling my tits bouncing as i work myself on Your hand with abandon, trying to supercharge my clit. I am in such a state of arousal now I lose all sense of time, the outside world the pain of my thighs the rawness of my knees. My only thoughts are of You..... Your words.... Your touch... Your hand...I release a sob into Your skin, the pleasure is almost painful in its exquisiteness. Your free hand clasps the now sheeny skin of my back encouraging me spurring me on. I am so close, my hips are frantic, heaving. I am so wet I feel like I am sliding all over Your palm with my insatiable need for more friction. "Pleeasee Sir?" my moans are strangled, desperate "Please please may Your nymph, Your slave cum?" I hear the pleasure in Your voice. "Yess cum for Me cunt surrender your body to it" The room explodes into light as wave after wave of delight crashes thru my body I cry out in ecstasy my body shuddering collapsing against You, the climax races thru my body like consuming fire, ripple after ripple.... shiver after delicious shiver as I sob into Your shoulder my face wet with tears. Your hands wrap around me enveloping me drawing me close cherishing me, protecting me, allowing me to simply breathe and recover as You caress my hair and back. After some time Your fingers find the tie at my wrists and deftly remove it, my hands instantly wrap around You clinging to Your chest, Your strength. Carefully You sit me back cupping my face, wiping my tears with Your thumb smiling at me. I face You smiling gently, filled with warmth and contentment simply because I know I have pleased You and tonight You will allow me to sleep in my favourite place. Splayed across Your chest, body still sticky with our juices, my body primed and available the second I feel You harden in the darkness...to succumb to Your need, Your will....Our need.... Our will. Sliding onto Your cock so we can fuck into consciousness. Truly sublime. Serving your Boss I get a call late at night. It's him. All he says is that a car will be waiting for me outside my dorm in half an hour. I comb my hair, wash my face and wait down stairs. The car comes right on time. While we are being driven he tells me he's grateful that I could come at such late notice (I know I don't really have a choice). It was late and he was sorry but these were important friends of the house. We arrived pulling into an underground garage connected to an office block. When we parked in the empty lot he turned to me and said it was just a precaution but I had to be blind folded. I complied as he tied the scarf around my eyes then went to my side of the car to help me out. We walked through the lot to a corridor, up in an elevator. After a hallway and a door, which was closed after us, he untied the blind. He smiles and helps me out of my clothing. Out of all my clothes. And watches as I put on the things laid out for me. Fishnet suspenders, crotch less underwear, feathers for my hair, and a one piece made of scrunched silk. All nice with heals to finish it off. Must be picky donors that I was to entertain tonight. He holds my breast when I am finished, touches gently between my legs but he knows he can't have me till after. He gives me a tray of cigars. "Go serve; it will be clear what to do after that". Another empty corridor. A door opens for me and I am let into a low-lit room full of comfy armchairs. About seven men are sitting around. I go to the first and offer a cigar, then cut and light it as his hand goes up my skirt. Not that it has to go far. I serve the rest of the men there as they all take varying degrees of liberty with my body. As a group it's as if they have agreed to ignore me but I can feel their eyes following me and doing worse then undressing me. The final man, after taking the cigar in his lips takes the case that it came in. He looks at it, lightly drawing shapes with it on my skin and breasts before pushing it slowly into my mouth. "Make it wet" he says. He draws it out of my mouth. Before I know it there are hands on my waist pulling me down onto the coffee table behind me. He spreads my legs with his hands and pushes the case into my pussy. He then closes my legs and I fall to my knees. The man stands before me and as quickly as I can I unzip is fly. Licking my lips and looking up at him I take him into my mouth. He grabs my hair thrusting deeper into my mouth. I move up and down on his cock. My head is pulled off him violently. Not for a break but to be pushed onto another mans cock taking the last with my hand. As this man takes my head away from him he grabs one of my tits hard and hits my face with his cock. "Now on your knees go get all the other boys out." I follow his orders crawling on my knees his shoe pushing into my bum to help me along. The men have all lined up for me. I unzip the first and suck on him before the next man grabs my hair pushing my face into his crouch. This continues until my knees are almost raw and all seven of them are out, their cocks hard and covered with my saliva. Each having given me encouraging squeezes pushes and slaps along the way. The first guy comes up to me. He tells me to stand. He pushes my legs apart with his foot. Moving his hand to my pussy taking out the cigar case. Holding it up to my mouth he tells me to "suck" I do, as fast as I can. Taking it as deep as I can into my mouth. I am told to "get onto the table". I slowly sit on the corner but not fast enough. Two of the guys are on me. One taking my legs, the other my hands. They turn me over. The guy with my hands pins me down on my stomach lifting up my head awkwardly forcing his cock into my mouth. My bum is sticking up over the table. I can't tell but it feels as if two of the men are spreading my legs then my ass. It could be a dozen. They're hands are all over me. Then I feel the tip of the case circling my ass. Then after a little exploration pushing slowly in. I would have cried out if my mouth wasn't full of the other mans cock, fucking my face. Fingers are moving around my clit while the case moves in and out of my ass. The man in my mouth cums deep in my throat. As soon as I have finished licking him clean I hear shouts to "turn her over!" I am flipped quickly. A man pushes up my skirt and starts fucking me in my pussy without hesitation trapping my legs down and spread apart. He pauses only to rip my top so my breasts are exposed. He takes one in his hand and one in his mouth, my nipples are so hard they hurt. The other men urge him on. I moan as the fucking gets so intense I can feel his cock moving against the case still inside me. My head is taken into someone's hands. Fingers spread my mouth open, wetting my lips before a cock is gently inserted. The different in paces is maddening. The hands of the man fucking me push into my sides right above my hips and my legs are throbbing in pain. My hands are against his chest trying to push him away but its no use he pounds into me relentlessly. The man in my mouth picks up his pace telling me to tighten my lips. They cum almost at the same time as I scream, muffled by my full mouth. I can feel that I have been fucked in every part of my body, fucked so hard into the table all I can do is lay there. A few seconds elapse before I sit up to see what is going on. The man who came in my pussy stands in front of me. He points to his dick and tells me to "clean it". Which I do eagerly taking his balls into my hands before licking them too. He smiles at me when I have finished taking my hands into his as he brings them together. He leans in and says, "You have been so good so far that we hope this one request won't be too much." As he finishes another man binds my hands. I look up at him and smile and nod. After my wrists are tied I am brought to a hook and bound in such a way so that I can hang. The men swarm around me. One holds a video camera. Hands are all over me feeling me, inside me. Some helping to tighten the rope, most exploring. As soon as I am secured one of the men, his hand moving up and down his cock comes forward. He squeezes lube onto his dick making sure I watch. He turns me around so that he is at my back. I moan softly. He hits me in the face saying "no more noise." He then removes the case replacing it with his cock still cold from the lube. His hands are at my waist pushing himself into me. I can't help it, I let out another moan. He slaps me harder and shoves his cock all the way into me without hesitation. I nearly faint but I was ready for him having had the case in me for so long. He starts to move faster taking his cock all the way out then in. With his hands and hips he slams us together. I try my hardest but can't help it. The smallest of noises escapes. He shouts, "Gag her." A tie is stuffed into my mouth, another around my face. The man who ties it lines him self up. His cock pushes into my pussy. They time them selves so they slam into me at the same moment. The feeling is all I can think about. The sounds of the other men giving encouragement only sometimes penetrate into my mind. The tips of my heeled feet only swing against the ground. The man in front takes my breast into his mouth biting me at first gently then harder. My shouts are silenced by the gag. The guy in my ass cums first. Buried himself fully into me like he wants to split me apart. After he finishes he moves out quickly. Before my ass closes another man is there sliding in. "She's so open, ready for me" he says to the others. They start the fucking again. The guy behind grabs onto my tits to get himself into me deeper. I feel like they are tearing me apart. I lift off the ground every time they fuck me. I am totally full then empty then before I can think full again. The two cum at the same time. Both grabbing my shoulders to push me down onto them. I am then quickly taken down. Left on my knees so the two that have just cum can get themselves cleaned. As soon as I am finished the gag is retied roughly. The last man tells them to "Get her over the desk." I am lifted my hands pulled in front of me over the desk. My behind sticking up, my feet not touching the ground. The man gruffly tells the others to "hit her till I'm hard". They start, all taking turns, gently at first but they get harder. Delivering blow after blow till my ass tingles in pain. When the man pushes the others aside the cool lube almost makes me shudder. He doesn't pause but goes straight into fucking me as hard as he can. My legs become num with the pressure. He cums, shouting at the others to "get the gag off". They do and he pulls me down so my mouth can take him. He holds me there with him self fully in me. I finish my thorough cleaning. I am helped up only to be pushed onto a low table. "Stay" they say. I do. Most of then stand over me wanking. One grabs my hands, another my tits, two spread my legs. Sticking fingers and other things at hand in me. Then they start to cum. Three in my mouth. One grabs my cheek. "Hold it in your mouth" he commands. One cums on my pussy rubbing it in with my hand another follows suit on my tits. Only then am I allowed to swallow. "One last favour" asks the man. Taking me around the waist after a pause he leads me to a side room followed by four others. The room was tiled as soon as we enter he takes my head in his hands telling me to "kneel!" I do taking his cock in my hand he then lets go so do the others. They stand around me till everyone is finished. Then they leave, satisfied. There is a shower in the room and I clean my self. When finished the guy who brought me there is waiting. He tells me I did a good job as he watches me dress. They were all very pleased. Again with the blindfold I am lead to the car. This time it stays on till we are well out of the garage. We drive for what feels like a long time till he finally pulls in and undoes the tie. An am about to ask if we were back when I see we are not. We are instead in a local park I know. The sun is just minutes from rising. He puts a hand on my leg. "Having to wait outside, only guessing what they were doing to you.... " He gets out of the car. Goes over to my side and opens the door. After helping me out he walks me over to some trees that hid us from view. There we undress the parts that are necessary and fuck. First slow and then like nothing else matters. When he cums I clean the cum out of me then off him. We dress and get back into the car without words. Serving Your Country Traci's pretty much your average jogger, a 26 year old author of erotic literature who's into group sex with strangers in public places. So it shouldn't shock anybody that on a recent Saturday morning, as Traci began her four mile run at a nearby park, her attention was diverted by the sight of several young Army reservists struggling down the path under the weight of huge backpacks. It was late morning and the heat and humidity were already approaching the unbearable stage. Watching the men in their full Army uniforms made Traci appreciate the fact she only wore a sports bra and running shorts. Water was going to be a very precious commodity as the day wore on, Traci thought to herself. Water entered her mind once again after just half a mile of running when she saw a water station set up at the side of the path, manned by a reservist apparently exempt from the backpack exercise. The table he stood behind held two large, orange water coolers with a stack of paper cups next to them. As she approached, an exhausted soldier arrived from the opposite direction and filled a cup with water. She smiled as she passed the stand, eagerly accepting their lecherous stares. The trail she was using was a fairly straight out and back path with a small loop at one end. She routinely parked at a point that was about a mile and a half from the start, then ran to the start, turned and ran back past the point where she started, did the loop and returned to her car. Today was going to be a fun run with the usual crowd of scantily clad joggers to watch AND a bunch of young Army guys. She made it to the starting point of the path, turned and headed back towards the water stand. Long before reaching it Traci was drenched in perspiration, her nipples plainly visible under the white fabric of her sports bra. And she was thirsty. Traci tried to run on the very edge of the path, which was bathed, in spots, in the shade of trees from the surrounding woods. She often ran here wishing she was walking deep in the cool woods instead. She approached the water stand with one goal in mind: talking them into giving her a cup of water. Traci knew it was another mile before she got to the public drinking fountain on the trail. She didn't want to wait that long. This time there were five men mingling around the water coolers. Three of them were officers. Or, at least, they were not carrying backpacks. Two others were among the struggling recruits. They saw her a hundred yards before she made it to the stand. Nearly all eyes were upon her as she ran towards them. There was silence when she came to a stop at the edge of the table. "Good morning," Traci panted, her hands on her slim hips. "It's way too hot for this." She ran her hand across her forehead, forcing her hair behind her ear on one side. Then she leisurely wiped her hand across the opening in her bra and up to her neck before wiping the moisture onto the side of her shorts. "Good morning, Ma'am," one of the officers finally said after a long pause. Traci saw one set of eyes meeting hers. All the rest were back on her chest. "I don't suppose you have an extra cup of water you can spare, do you?" Two of the officers grabbed for a cup at the same time. "I think we do," one of them said. He filled the cup and handed it to Traci with a smile. She tilted her head back and the men watched her drink. Traci held the cup to her mouth a few extra seconds after the water was long gone. Then she crumpled it in her hand and tossed it into a trash can next to her. Her nipples were growing now from the excitement of the game being played. "Would you like one to throw over you?" one of the young reservists asked. After a short hesitation for the question to sink in, the group of men erupted in laughter. Traci smiled broadly but she didn't answer, even as tempted as she was to say yes. Instead, her eyes were fixed on a large Army tent sitting several yards back in the woods. Her head began to spin with possibilities while the men laughed. "That sounds pretty tempting," Traci said. "I could use a shower about now." She struggled to think of anything referring to naked bodies to keep the conversation going. The tent was exerting a pull on her like a magnet. It looked SOOO cool. "Uh, well, THAT we don't have," an officer said apologetically. "How about a towel?" Traci asked. Following a quick exchange of approving nods among the officers, one of them said, "Sure. Hang on." He walked quickly to the tent while another over-burdened soldier marched up to the table. He and Traci exchanged greetings as the reservist poured a much needed cup of water. Soon the officer was returning with a towel. He handed it to Traci and she began the next act in her show. She ran it over her short hair and face before moving it down the outside of each arm. Next, she wiped over the bare skin above her sports bra, pushing it slightly inside to dab at the top of her breasts. This was followed by a wiping of her legs, the towel lifting the bottom of her shorts each time she dried one of her thighs. With the exhibition complete, Traci handed the towel back to the officer who got it for her. "Ahhh. That's MUCH better," Traci sighed. She paused, then asked, "What else do you have in that tent?" She tilted her head towards the large green structure. The small group of minds now acted in unison. Not a single one of them didn't imagine the young woman inside the tent, naked, with a member of the military fucking her. It was only a question of making it happen. "Would you like to see?" an officer finally asked the obvious question. "You won't get in trouble?" "I'm in charge here," he said confidently. "Let's go," Traci replied. She followed one step behind the tall, thirty-something man as they walked between trees to the entrance to the tent. He reached for the opening in the large front flap of the tent and held it open for Traci. She smiled and entered. Inside were boxes of cups and various medical supplies, including oxygen, blankets and towels. The equipment occupied one side of the tent, which was about twelve feet square and plenty high enough to stand up in. Easily two-thirds of the tent was empty. "Cool," Traci said after looking around. The officer stood next to the young woman, unsure of what to say or do next. Lucky for him, Traci already had a plan. She looked at the name stitched onto his shirt and ran her fingers over the material. "Mr. O'Neil, is it OK if I stay in here for a while?" "Of course you can." "Can you join me?" Traci's hand moved down to his crotch, gently resting between his legs. "Uh, yeah. I think I have time." Her fingers felt for the outline of his cock. It didn't take long for her to find it. She gripped it and looked up into the man's face. He was emotionless, with a small amount of perspiration hanging on his brow. Traci looked down and undid O'Neil's belt. Quickly she had the pants unbuttoned and the zipper down. With one smooth movement Traci caused the pants to drop to the man's ankles. His shirt hung over the top of his boxers, which were beginning to bulge from his hardening cock. Traci once again put her fingers around the cock, pulling on it a few times, feeling it throb through the material. Traci pulled the front of the boxers away from O'Neil's body and reached inside. Her fingers found the man's shaft and wrapped around it powerfully. She saw his mouth open slightly, but neither of them spoke. The young woman moved closer, allowing her body to barely touch his as she continued to hold him. He was almost fully erect now. Traci pulled down the boxers and exposed a large, thick cock. She never took his eyes off it as she pushed the shorts down the man's legs and on top of his pants. "Take off your shirt," she said in a commanding voice. O'Neil obeyed. Traci watched intently as the young man's muscular upper body came into view, as well as the entirety of his erection. She stroked him with her fingers, then bent down. She placed the cock in the palm of her hand before moving her lips to it. Softly, she kissed it, then licked it twice from bottom to top. She heard the man moan as her lips surrounded the swollen shaft. He felt her tongue explore every inch and her lips press harder against him. She took him deeper. Traci felt the tip of O'Neil's cock hit the back of her throat. She backed off, then repeated the process a half dozen times. Seldom had she had a longer, harder cock in her mouth. Never had O'Neil had a better mouth around his cock. Before it got to the point of no return, Traci looked up and asked, "Can we fuck?" "I think we better," was the officer's quick response. "Throw me that blanket." O'Neil pointed to a folded up regulation Army blanket a few feet from Traci. She grabbed it and tossed it to O'Neil, who promptly spread it out on the tent floor. Then he sat on it and worked on removing his boots and clothes. Traci watched the man get naked before her. She wanted to put on a show for him, so she waited to get undressed herself. Finally, when he was done and sat with his erection pointing up at her, she was ready. She ran her hands over the outside of her bra, cupping her breasts momentarily. Traci gripped the bottom of the bra and slowly pulled it over her head, releasing her full breasts. She touched the nipples out of habit more than lust. Nothing excited her more than a gentle twist of her nipples. Next, she put her hands on the waistband of her shorts and pushed them down, bending at the waist as she did. Traci made sure the man got at least a sideways view of her smooth, round ass as the shorts fell to her feet. She kicked the last of her clothing off and stood naked in front of her soldier. Traces of perspiration still hung on Traci's body and she shimmered in the faint light of the tent. O'Neil didn't know whether to concentrate on her long legs, curvy hips, slim waist or firm, full breasts. So he took in the whole work of art for as long as he could. He was about to ask Traci to turn around when she stepped toward him and positioned herself between his feet. O'Neil decided, instead, to lie on his back on the rough blanket. His legs spread farther apart, his cock now pointing at a forty-five degree angle toward the tent over his head. Traci stepped carefully over his legs until she straddled the man at the waist. Then she got on her knees. Her pussy just barely grazed against O'Neil's cock, but she didn't want to go there yet. Her nipples needed more attention first. She bent forward until her breasts hung directly over the man's face. Traci put her hands on the tent floor next to O'Neil's head and dropped her right breast to his lips. His hand took the breast and directed it to his mouth. O'Neil licked the bright pink nipple several times before finally placing as much of the breast in his mouth as he could. His lips and tongue worked feverishly and Traci moaned her approval. Soon, O'Neil had both breasts in his hands and was putting one, then the other, in his mouth. Moisture collected on both nipples, a cool refresher for the overheated jogger. "Oh, God," Traci moaned. "I need you inside me." She reached down and took his now-throbbing shaft in her hand, placing it at the entrance to her cunt. A second later, the head was pushing past the lips of her pussy. It entered her easily and she began to lower her body. Traci's pussy stretched to accept the thick cock. O'Neil closed his eyes for a second and raised his hips, eager to be totally inside her. As he felt his cock slide farther inside, he watched the naked young woman situate herself. Now his body met hers and the cock was in as far as it was going to go. Both participants let out a sigh of pleasure...Traci because of the size of the cock and O'Neil because of the tight grip the woman had on him. They began to fuck. O'Neil's cock ground against Traci's skin, not yet fully lubricated but certainly not dry. It took only a brief time for Traci's pussy to flow with wetness. The soldier placed his hands on Traci's hips and coordinated his thrusts with her movements. Eventually, his hands slid around to the bottom of her ass. The coolness of her skin contrasted to the heat generated by the rest of her body. He held her this way for a couple minutes. Traci put her hands on her nipples, turning them slowly between her thumbs and forefingers. She pulled on them until it began to hurt, then put the palms of her hands over her breasts. She pressed them against her body and squeezed them between her fingers. O'Neil was absorbed in her actions and thrust his cock harder and deeper into her. The more Traci played with her breasts the wetter she became. The sound of their sex filled the tent. Traci's body rose and fell more rapidly now, resulting in her breasts bouncing in a way that delighted the man under her. He touched them occasionally, but concentrated more on the wonderful feel of her cunt wrapped around his cock. "Play with yourself," O'Neil told Traci. "Make yourself cum." Traci didn't need to be told twice to place her hand on her clit. The initial contact sent a wave of pleasure through her body. She began to move her finger up and down over the swollen clit. Every now and then she'd reach farther down and feel the cock sliding in and out of her pussy. With her hand wet from her juices, she'd go back to her clit and rub harder. O'Neil watched the girl tilt her head back and gasp at her own touch. Her head flew forward and her hair sprayed in all directions. She did this several times before announcing that she was about to cum. A loud moan broadcast the fact Traci was starting her orgasm. Her entire body shook as she came the first time. O'Neil pumped his cock into her frantically, holding her by the hips to keep her in place. Traci pushed her body down onto his cock with each wave of lust. She grunted every time the man entered her, rubbing her clit harder as her orgasm progressed. O'Neil tried to keep from cumming long enough to let Traci finish. But her actions were too much for him to take. He felt cum explode from his balls and flow through his cock just seconds before he cried out to her. With one violent thrust, he shot cum high and deep into her cunt. Both of them cried out as a second and third shot of cum entered her. O'Neil pumped her as hard and fast as he could, feeling his fluid mix with her own, oozing up and down his cock. They fucked for another minute before Traci fell forward and collapsed. Reluctantly, O'Neil allowed his still somewhat hard cock to fall out of the woman. Rarely had he ever felt so satisfied after sex. They hugged for a little while before Traci rolled over onto the blanket. "God, that was great," she said, running her hands over her bare belly. "I need to get back out there," O'Neil said, rising to his knees. Traci looked at him. "Can I stay?" "Sure. For just a while, though." "Uh, do you mind...I mean," Traci stammered, "Would it be OK if some of the other guys came in?" O'Neil looked at her with surprise. Then smiled. "I'll ask." He was dressed and out the front of the tent quickly. Traci heard voices outside, laughter mixed in with indiscernible conversation. She touched her nipples. A moment later, Traci heard footsteps approaching the tent. The flap opened and two officers entered. She smiled up at them from the blanket as they stood frozen in place, staring down at the naked girl. Traci rolled onto her side and propped her head in her hand. "Need a break?" she asked. Both men began removing their boots without saying a word. Traci watched with delight as they disrobed. She guessed that they were in their late twenties and both were in good physical shape. More importantly, they both had sizable cocks which were beginning to harden. When they were naked, Traci rolled onto her knees and motioned for them to move closer. She reached out both hands and simultaneously put her fists around the two cocks. A few gentle tugs later she felt each one growing thicker. Only one thing would get them sufficient hard. She pulled until each man had moved into position so that she could put her tongue on the tips of both cocks at the same time. She flicked her tongue across the very tips of the pink heads, watching the cocks twitch. Finally, she opened her mouth and took both men at the same time. The sensation they felt-of their cocks jammed into the small space and her tongue sliding across them-caused both men to moan. Traci back off before taking one cock, then the other, individually into her mouth. She didn't quit until each one was fully erect and throbbing. She really couldn't tell one from the other inside her mouth. She assumed it would be the same in her pussy. "I'll take one of you in the mouth if the other wants to get behind me," Traci explained. The men looked at each other very briefly before one of them circled behind Traci and stared down at her beautiful round ass. Traci smiled and looked over her shoulder. She spread her legs apart and focused once more on the cock in front of her. At the same time she put her lips around one cock, the other was finding her gaping cunt. Still wet from O'Neil, Traci's pussy easily accepted the new officer's cock. She reveled for a second in the sensation of two cocks inside her body at once. Then she got down to the business of fucking these guys. She felt the balls of the man behind her hitting her ass with each thrust. This drove her harder onto the cock of the officer facing her. The cock hit the back of her throat and she bit down on it as hard as she could with her lips. Traci grabbed the ass of the man in front of her and pulled him closer. The man, in turn, held her head in place, urging her to suck him harder. From behind, she was being fucked by a man intent on holding onto her hips until he came. Or so she thought. Suddenly, the tent was filled with the sound of his hand hitting her firmly on the ass cheek. Harder and harder he hit, causing Traci to shriek out. Not in pain, but in joy. The double feeling of her throbbing ass and the cock in her cunt drove her wild. Traci squeezed the ass of the officer in front of her to ward off her own pain. This only stimulated the reservist even more and he stood on the verge of cumming in Traci's mouth. He held onto Traci's soft hair, grunting each time her head came forward and swallowed his entire shaft. He was close to cumming and didn't know if it would be down her throat or on her face. He would worry about that later. The officer behind Traci had quit slapping her. He held her now by the front of her thighs, anticipating a few final thrusts before dumping his cum inside of her. "Oh, yeah," he cried out, slamming into the girl's ass. Traci felt his warm cum spurt out. It filled her cunt as his cock continued to piston in and out of her harder and faster. She squeezed and heard him moan. He came again and again until she felt cum flowing down the inside of her thigh. That was when the cock in her mouth exploded with its own flood of fluid. Cum hit the back of her throat and she struggled to swallow it all. Another shot was followed by a third and cum trickled over her lips onto her chin. Both men grunted and groaned as they fucked her from both ends, seemingly intent on going all day. Neither cock softened after more than a minute of cumming. Each man simply continued pushing their cock into Traci even after the last drop of cum had left them. She was just too good to give up on. But finally they were spent and pulled out of her. Traci fell backwards onto the blanket as the men dressed. She rolled over to where she could reach a towel, and used it to wipe her face clean. The officers were dressed and ready to leave the tent when Traci said, "Is there any chance of seeing one or two of the regular guys? The ones carrying the packs?" Serving Your Country The men both laughed. "We'll ask O'Neil," one of them said before they left. Traci stayed on the blanket, gently playing with her clit. She took the towel and cleaned off her thighs and stomach and chest. She was almost as hot as from jogging, but felt much more energized. She was just about ready to poke her head out the tent flap when she once again heard footsteps. Sitting up, she watched the flap open and three very young reservists entered the tent. She guessed they were each no more than twenty. Sweat, or water, dripped from their faces. As the officers did before them, the young reservists stood motionless at the sight of the beautiful girl. Traci threw the towel at one of them. "Need to cool off?" "Uh, yes, Ma'am." The towel got passed around and Traci wondered if they could smell the scent of her sex on it. "Well, I need one of you to eat me. The others can do what you want," Traci said nonchalantly. With that, she lay on her back, her knees raised and her legs spread wide. One of the soldiers immediately dropped to his knees at her feet while the others watched. He placed his hands on her knees and spread them even further apart. This time Traci let her legs fall to the tent floor. The young man's hands moved up her thighs, then underneath her until he held her by the ass. Traci helped by slightly raising her hips and watched as the man's face approached her pussy. His tongue touched the inside of her thigh first and shivers went up and down her spine. He continued licking her legs and Traci squirmed on the blanket. He teased her by licking closer to her cunt, but not touching it. Then he moved up and around her clit. But not touching it. Traci could feel his warm breath on her skin. Then he placed his tongue firmly between the lips on either side of her cunt. Traci moaned and raised her pussy to his face. Still holding her by the ass, the young soldier began licking her in earnest. Almost silently, the other two reservists had moved to either side of the young woman and pulled down their zippers. Traci opened her eyes to see them pulling out their cocks and beginning to stroke them directly over her chest. This sight, combined with the other man's tongue entering her cunt, convinced her she could cum again. Between her legs, the man with the wonderful tongue was pushing it deeper and deeper into her cunt. Traci could feel it probing her pussy, pressing against the sides and top. It was as good as a miniature cock as it slid in and out of her. He licked the outside of her pussy before moving up to her clit. The smell of her was driving him crazy. He used the tip of his tongue to find her engorged clit, then deliberately stabbed at it with long pauses in between. Traci wanted to scream at him to eat her. She didn't have to wait long. She felt his lips wrap around her clit and suck at it furiously. Then his tongue joined in and Traci closed in on another orgasm. But the man was very skilled. He didn't let her come. Instead, he moved so that two fingers could enter her cunt. "Oh, God. Yes. Fuck me with your fingers," Traci cried out. The two soldiers at her side watched their mate fuck her and suck her while they pumped their rigid cocks. Traci's body bounced on the blanket as a result of the attention being paid to her pussy. Her breasts heaved up and down. A couple minutes later, she felt her orgasm begin. "Yes. Yes. I'm cumming. Yes. Now." She lifted herself high into the air and nearly screamed at the first burst of her orgasm. The man between her legs put his entire mouth around her clit and sucked on it. Traci pushed herself harder onto his face and came...and came...and came. Each time, she moaned louder and urged the man to continue to lick her clit. A tongue entered her pussy and she shuddered some more. Then it hit her clit and she came again. Sweat covered her forehead as she rolled her head back and forth, her hair whirling around her. Almost lost amid Traci's clamor was the sound of one of the young reservists at her side beginning to cum. If Traci didn't hear him, she soon enough realized he was cumming by the long stream of cum that landed on her breasts, extending up to her neck. He came again and deposited more white liquid on her breasts. Traci's orgasm had subsided to the point where she could focus on the two men standing next to her. She watched as more cum flowed from the first man's cock and dripped onto her body. She played with it with her finger, licking it clean and tasting the sweet cum. Within a short time, the second man started to cum. He coated the girl from her breasts to her face. Traci closed her eyes, opened her mouth and gladly accepted the new, warm liquid. Both men dropped the last of their cum on her mouth and chin, bringing a big smile to her face. Traci cleaned up as the men dressed. This time, when they left the tent she followed them. A small group of soldiers around the water stand looked on with interest as the four people walked toward them. "Water, Ma'am?" one soldier asked. "Sure. Thanks." Traci accepted the cup and drank it all in one gulp. "Ah. That was good." She turned and began jogging away, all eyes on the little ass barely hidden by her shorts. It was even hotter out than when she started and Traci hoped the water stand would still be there when she returned. Serving your Queen.... Seated in a Queenly chair Her scant apparel, black cornelli lace, a perfect contrast to the deep crimson velvet of Her throne. Her delicate ankles crossed and resting on a luxurious footstool. Seated beside the stool, patiently waiting, is Her devoted servant. Resting his cheek against Her soft thigh. She strokes his forehead, lovingly. Thoughts wander through Her mind of his obedience causing a curl to the corner of Her hungry lips. Her hunger growing. A low hum detected arouses Her servant. Enlivens his senses. his desire to please his Queen overwhelms him. his cock stiffens. his thoughts begging for Her command. a deep sigh and his breathing changes. "Patients," She whispers. She slides Her fingernail down the back of his neck. Drawing him into Her. his lips pressing against Her voluptuous hip, he takes in Her intoxicating scent. inhaling deeply. soft moans. his eyes cast downward. The stately chair in which She is seated in high off the floor. a perfect height for Her servant when he is on his knees. She beckons for the other footstool, "servant of Mine, the preparation must begin," She commands. he places each stool at Her feet at the legs of Her chair. Carefully uncrossing Her legs and placing each high heeled foot gently down with a kiss to the top of Her foot. taking his submissive position between Her legs. on his knees. hands in his lap. head slightly bent forward. patiently. "kiss My thigh, from My knee to the lace top of My stocking," with a firm voices. She adds "slowly," knowing that this is just the way he knows to please Her. After several long wonderfully pleasing minutes, he has made it to the top. "mmmmm, very well done. you please Me so," She murmurs. "Press your hot tongue against My panties, firmly against My heat," She commands. A low and deep moan escapes him. "you are hungry, servant?" "oh, yes, my Queen." "then I shall feed you." Her commands thrill him. so stiff for Her. "Move the fabric of My panty aside with your tongue, and let it wander as you do." Careful not to move to quickly. he wiggles his tongue under veil of his Queens panties. gently and playfully gliding his tongue against Her clit, lapping up Her juices. Drawing Her ankle up around Her servants back and to his neck bringing him in deeper. "Deeper now, faster." plunging his tongue deeper, frantically. he manages to bring just a few words to his lips, and glad that he did, not foreseeing the outcome of the statement. "yes, my Queen, whatever You desire." "My cock, is My desire." To his feet immediately, standing before his Queen, cock in hand. deep dark red already. She is delighted at the sight. "Mmmmm, a gift for Me!" "for You, my Queen, to serve You. Your cock remains constantly hard. or pumping sweet hot lotion for You. What is You pleasure today, Madame?" Leaning in toward him, She rests her elbows on Her knees and parts Her lips slightly. he is mesmerized by Her movements. "Pump My cock... hard and fast... pull it... grip it... then when you are about to explode, place the head onto My tongue, and fill Me with pleasure..." At this he began pumping furiously... Her cock, swollen with pleasure, and tingling for pulling so much as of late. This draws his attention fully to his task. small whimpers. breath catching. trembling. exploding. incredible white creamy jets. so hot. filling his Queen with pleasure. filling Her. his body quivering, She motions for him to rest. his head back in Her lap. caressing gently. "you serve Me well," his Queen's head sways back and they drift off...