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Captain Lee's Dirty Secret

By: Jack Green



Sometimes I am asked how I became the dirty little secret of the 49th support group in southern Korea. It all started when I was stationed in the north in the 2nd Infantry. I had been having sex with the American Consulate's 20 year old daughter, which wouldn't have been a problem, except that she was engaged to the son of the post Sergeant Major and that she spilled the truth by breaking off the engagement and announcing to daddy in a fit of rage that she and I had been fucking around for a week or so. 

Soon enough I was on the carpet in my company commander's office.

"You're a good soldier," he said in a stern voice, "but thinking with your dick has gotten you up to your ass in trouble. People on high want your head on a plate."

Sure enough, they did, but my commander took pity on me and had me sent to the Pusan Storage Facility on the southernmost tip of the country, far away from my home on the DMZ and my sweet little rich girl with her long, mouse-brown hair and smooth, soft touch. 

My duties as a combat soldier were now replaced with sitting on my ass behind a desk in the logistics department, routing supplies here and there for military training exercises. 

I was just starting to get used to my new job when out of the blue, I managed to fuck that up as well, and in record time. My new section chief was the first female officer that I had ever worked with, Captain Lee. She was all business and appreciated the fact that I always did what I was told and didn't bitch, no matter how ridiculous the assignment seemed. 

She started referring to me as "Old Reliable", though I was at least 12 years her junior. Yep, if she needed something done right, all she had to do was call on Specialist Green and it was done. Her being attractive made her even easier to work for. She was short compared to me and looked stocky in her uniform, but shapely, especially in the hips. She wore her auburn hair cropped in a bob that a lot of women get when they join the Army and it fell perfectly around her high cheekbones when she took off her cap indoors. 

Her make-up was always perfect, though not too heavy, as that would go against regulations. Truthfully, she didn't need it. In her thirties, she still looked young and well complected. I often had to keep myself from staring at her lightly painted lips when she spoke to me. I was staying out of trouble and all was well until, like I said before, I managed to fuck things up royally. 

At the DOL all four of the employees shared a common latrine. One day, I went inside to take a piss and was busy doing so when the door flew open. My pants were fully unbuttoned and my dick was in my hand when Captain Lee walked right in. 

Apparently, I had neglected to lock the door properly. I could tell she got an eye-full by the way her face changed to grim horror. 

"Goddammit, Specialist!" Her voice changed to an incensed command bark, " Lock the door behind you!" She stormed out, slamming the door. 

We spent the rest of the day in our separate offices and I left at 5 PM without a word. I knew I was screwed. 

Just as I expected, the next day, the office secretary relayed orders from the Captain that I was to go to the far side of the post and set up bunk beds for the 2nd Ranger Division who was coming for training. She wanted me out of the office, way out. I decided bitching wouldn't help my situation so I grabbed my truck keys and left. 

I did nothing all day but haul beds from one place to another and set up, sheets and all. The building looked like it had been built in the late 1950's and should've probably been demolished. All of the rooms smelled musty so I made it a point to air them out by opening windows. I played my portable radio because I was far enough from any other inhabited building that no one would hear me unless they were lost. 

I just plugged away and listened to a Metallica CD, letting my mind wander. I thought of how much of a mess I was in and started to wonder if there was a way I could apologize to Captain Lee. 

The Captain with her pretty auburn hair and soft lips... The more I thought about her lips, the more I liked them. I imagined her licking them, making them wet. I could hear her asking me to suck on them and taste her tongue.

I paused in the middle of making a bed as I felt myself get hard under my uniform. I was far from anyone, so I figured why not? I touched myself through my pants, pretending it was those wonderful pink painted lips, caressing me, preparing me for something wonderful. When Captain Lee walked in, I didn't know whether to cum or have a heart attack. 

"How is it going, Green?" She walked up and my back was still turned to her. I was supposed to turn around and stand at attention, but if I did, she would spy my prodigious erection through my trousers and know that I already was at attention. 

I decided to reach for the radio. If I was going to forget Army protocol, I could at least say that I was turning it down so I could hear her. And for fuck's sake, maybe my hard-on would go down some. 

"It's OK," she offered, "let it play." I moved away from the radio and looked down. I was still half hard, but it had fallen. Had I been wearing my Uniform top, it wouldn't have been an issue, but I had taken it off and was working in my brown Army undershirt. I decided to chance it. I turned around.

I am 6'2" and the Captain was 5'4" at the tallest, even in boots. She was just at the right level to mistakenly look down and spot my all-too-slowly ebbing erection. If she had noticed, she didn't make it obvious. 

"E-Everything's great, ma'am," I stammered. "I-I only have one room to go."

"It's not even lunch yet." Her demeanor changed to a friendly smirk. "Old Reliable, you've done it again."

I was Old Reliable once more. That was a good sign. Maybe she had gotten over our embarrassing encounter in the latrine. 

"I'll help you finish and we can break for lunch." She said.

"Yes, ma'am."

She moved over to a bunk bed and picked up a sheet. "Here, you do the top bunk and I'll get the bottom ones since you're so tall."

"Yes ma'am." I immediately got down to business and began to sheet the top bed. I found the personal comment about my height a bit odd, but paid it no mind. The idea of getting out of trouble dominated my thoughts. 

"Wait," she said curtly. I stopped short. "One of us is out of uniform." I reached for my top to put it back on but she held up her hand. "I'll work in my t-shirt. There's no Air Conditioner in here."

I instinctively averted my eyes as she unbuttoned her shirt. 

"Here," She handed me her shirt, forcing me to look up at her for a split second. "Put this over there with yours." 

Try as I might to avoid it, my mind took a picture of her as I took the shirt. She was not as stocky as I had thought. Her hips were round, but her waist was petite and curved nicely into a pair of beautiful breasts. They couldn't have been more than a B but they were lusciously curved and her nipples were pronounced enough that I could clearly make them out through her t-shirt. Her arms were firm and muscled but still soft. I turned quickly, put her shirt next to mine and started on our first bunk. 

We worked smoothly on the first bed, setting it up military style. We even cracked jokes about who could get the blankets the tightest. From where I stood, I was able to avoid the sight of that gorgeous little body and therefore stop the thoughts that threatened to make my hard-on come back. 

On the second bed, however, she had started working on the same side as I did and we bumped into each other. I was standing straight and she was bent over the bottom bunk. Her bottom bumped into my thigh as we moved to do the corners. I looked down and saw that her t-shirt had come up, exposing her lightly tanned skin, and a thong, a pink one. I felt blood rush into my cock and I pulled away.

"Sorry, ma'am."

"It's alright. Tuck in this side." I began to work on the hospital corner and she moved across from me to fix the other. "Think we can bounce a quarter off it yet?" she joked. 

I looked up and found that she had looked back down. I could also see inside her shirt. There was no bra and her lovely breasts jiggled as she finished the corner. I was fighting my hard-on once again. I stood up and looked at the top bunk even though I had already finished. 

No. No. NO! I screamed inside my own mind. Stop this shit NOW!

She did it again. 

As I was off in my own little world, cussing myself, she had rounded the bed again. This time she didn't bump my thigh; she pressed her sweet, round ass into it and held. I tried to back up but she backed with me, pressing her hand into my right leg for balance. She stood and looked at me over her shoulder. 

"You're first name is Jack, right?" she stared into my eyes, demanding.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Call me Jennie right now." She never broke her stare. Her hazel eyes were intoxicating and God, her lips... "Once we leave here it's back to ma'am or you're in deep shit, OK?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Jennie."

This time her eyes closed, leaving me to her lips, the lips of my dreams. They parted for me and I took them sucking them just like I had imagined. Her tongue invaded my mouth, seeking mine and I gave it to her. I quit fighting my erection and let it fill and press against my pants. Her soft, curved ass rubbed against it and she pressed firm, she wanted it against her. 

My hands strayed to her breasts and cupped them as I kissed her more deeply. I could feel her breaths become shorter and harder. She panted into my mouth as we kissed and I caressed those perfect breasts, pausing over each nipple but not daring to take my hands away. 

Her hand moved up my thigh and touched my erection. She let out a little whine and squeezed it. She pulled her mouth away from mine and turned to face me, still clutching my hard cock. 

"God." Was all she said as she tore at my belt and tugged at the buttons on my pants. I kept caressing her. Not just her breasts but all over. I dragged my fingers across her nipples, up to her soft neck and back down until my hand was pressed between her legs. 

"Oh God!" she panted as my trousers came open and my raging member finally broke free. She took it and squeezed and pulled, pumping it full and causing it to redden. A bead of pre-cum erupted from the tip. 

She bent down and popped my cock into her mouth, closing her beautiful lips around its swollen head. As Jennie continued to tug at the shaft, she lapped at the head, sucking hard and taking all she could get. My hands went under her shirt and I started to feel her magnificent tits again. Jennie's tits, not Captain Lee anymore, just Jennie, and she was so good! I pinched her already hard nipples and she cried out, mouth still full. I knew she liked it because she started to take my cock deeper and faster, pressing into it with her tongue. 

Suddenly she stopped. 

"Fuck me, Jack!" 

Both of us tore at our shirts and then attacked the laces on our combat boots. I worked both boots at the same time, so I finished first. Instead of removing my pants, I got on my knees and took off her second boot as she sat on the bed. 

I threw the boot across the room and went for her pants. I took them down and completely off, turning them inside out. I gently moved her pink thong aside and ran my fingers up and down her soaked slit. She lifted her soft, pretty ass off the bed and let me take the thong as well. 

Jennie was naked except for her olive green Army socks. I forced her tanned, muscular legs apart. 

"What are you...?"

I dragged my tongue up her thigh and stole it across the neatly trimmed auburn pubic hair that graced her pussy, which was getting red around the lips. Her mound and outer lips were small but puffy and her inner lips were large and red by comparison. It all came open on its own when I spread her strong thighs, showing me right inside. I kissed her right on the little hood that hid her clit, just to make my intentions known. 

"No," she protested, "Put it in me now! Fuck me!" she moaned. She said she didn't want it but her body gave her away. As I breathed on her swelling pussy, a little bit of girl-cum squirted out and ran down her leg. 

"Uh-uh." I shook my head and ran my tongue across her glistening little pussy. "Not until I'm done."

I licked each full, parted lip up and down, first outside, working my way in, pausing to kiss and suck and occasionally flick my tongue over the little place where her clit was hiding. She moaned and begged me to fuck her, each time punctuating her cries with little bits of her juice flowing over my face. Her clit came out of hiding and I set my tongue to it. Most women have a little bead for a clit, Jennie's was as big around as the tip of my pinkie and it bounced each time I flicked at it. Juices poured and I began to hum to her as she came on my face. 

"God, Jack!" She screamed, "Fuck me right now! Please!"

I pulled off my pants and underwear in one motion and rose up to her. As I stood over her, I stroked the length of my cock so that she could see every inch I was going to give her. 

She thrust her pelvis toward me as if trying to catch my manhood in mid air and did her best to pull it into her as she began to shake. 

"If you don't put it in, I'm going to die!"

I thought about holding back some more as the silky, thickened head of my cock started to touch her waiting pussy. 

No. I seized her soft ass in both hands as she guided me in. When the head was set, I shoved it into her with all my might, drilling for bottom. As her walls closed around me she let out a little cry and I began to thrust for her special spot. I felt her squeeze so hard it almost pushed me out and I came back with several more hard thrusts into her crushing wet walls. 

"Uuuh...uuuh!" Her words were lost in a sea of orgasmic fury as the crashing waves fell and made her body simultaneously ache and want more. Finally, an incredible peak sent her tumbling back to earth. 

"Cum, cum." Her chest heaved as she spilled grateful kisses over my face. "Do you want to cum?"

Did I? She didn't even give me a chance to answer. She pushed me and I rolled off of her. She was on me in an instant, pulling my cock back into her mouth. She held my balls in her hand and squeezed softly as she sucked, taking me all the way in and out, gently but firmly. She sucked harder as she picked up speed, rubbing her tongue over the meaty part, just below the head. Forces began to well deep within me and each time I thought I would cum she would stop and lick my hard shaft up and down, just enough to make me want it more. She stopped and began to jerk me off. 

"Ready to cum now?"

"Oh yes!"

She went down on me hard and heavy, sucking hard and tightening those perfect lips around me and all at once my fireworks went off. Cum filled her mouth and some escaped out of the corners, running down her chin. She swallowed as fast as she could, tugging on it for each last bit of juice. At last she picked up the stuff that had dripped with her fingers and licked them clean. I fell backward, exhausted. 

We lay there on the bunk for a while, just touching and staring into each other's eyes. 

"That was good!" breathed Jennie. "Where did you learn to do that?"

I just shrugged. I was still breathless. 

"We'll do this again sometime. " She smiled. "Can you keep a secret?"

"You got it." I replied in between breaths. 

"My dirty little secret." Jennie was beaming. She stood up and began to pick up her clothes. God, her body was sexy. "Let's go eat lunch and then we'll meet back here and take care of those last beds. Play time's over."

"Yes, ma'am." I replied.

Captain Lee's Dirty Secret Ch. 02



Captain Lee wasn’t the only female in the Logistics Department. There was also Staff Sergeant Jones; She had just arrived in country to replace the old Section Sergeant who had retired.

 “Have you ever seen a Vienna sausage?” She tossed her short dark brown hair back and looked me in the eyes. Her brown eyes were full of fire, just like mine, or so I’m told. 

 “Uuh, yes, Sergeant.” I wondered where this was going. 

 “That’s how big my husband’s prick is.” Her eyes never fell. She was trying to impress a point upon me, but I’ll be damned if I knew what it was. I really didn’t need to know that information.

 “I’m sorry, Sarge.” I looked down at my stack of papers that I had decided that I deliberately wasn’t going to finish that day. 

 “Yeah,” she said, “Me too.” She leaned back in her chair, putting her arms behind her head. “I mean, he’s a good person and he takes care of me and all. I do love him, but sexually, he is a waste. It sounds mean, but, I let him fuck me every night and I don’t even feel it. He can’t even give me head the way I really want it.”

 I started thinking that maybe I had some paperwork to do after all. 

 “You know what I like to do?” She was staring at me again, her big, dark brown eyes flickering. 

 “What, Sarge?”

 “On my birthday, I go out and pick up a guy. I pick up a guy and fuck him.”

 “That’s a bit of a gamble isn’t it?” I replied. “He may not be any good.”

 “Worse than a man with a penis like a Vienna sausage who lasts all of four seconds? God, even his balls are tiny.”

 “Damn.” That was the best I could do. I couldn’t believe my section Sergeant was sitting here emasculating her husband in front of me. Not that it would be much of a loss, apparently.

 “Back in the States, I had a guy I could go to. I met him one year at an airport bar and he was good, so I called him on my birthday, until he got married. He had six inches, which was big for me. The next guy was almost as bad as my husband, so I never called him back. Then I got sent here.”

 “Birthday getting close, Sarge?” I was pushing it but I couldn’t resist.

 “Past.” She frowned. “This post is so small that if I go home with anyone, everyone will know about it. Little dick or not, I don’t want a divorce.”

 “True.” I said, but I wasn’t sure I meant it. One good fuck a year. I couldn’t believe it. Sgt. Jones was pretty. She was thick but not fat by any means. Her body was strong and shapely and her chest was at least a D. Her face was comely, with dark brown bedroom eyes, high cheeks and full lips. She must have plenty of offers, but she limits herself to once a year. That would drive me crazy.

 “Captain Lee knows all about it. I told her while I was at a barbecue at her house. You know what she told me?”

 “What, Sarge?”

 “She told me to talk to you.”

 “Me?” I took a sip of coffee out of nervous habit.

 “Oh yes, She says you are the best fuck she ever had and that you’re at least 8 inches long.”

I stood up and found a rag to clean up the coffee that had just sprayed out of my nose. Mine was 8 ¼ inches to be exact. I had measured it. “It’s my birthday and I you know what I want?”

 “Why don’t you tell me?” I smiled nervously.

 “I want it inside me.” She stood up and walked toward my desk as she talked, staring at me the whole time. “I want something big, to suck on, to play with, to fuck me good and hard and make me sore inside. Are you up for it?”

 I stood up. All of this talk had caused my cock to begin to fill. My pants became tight against it. “I’m up all right.”

 She reached for it and stroked it through my pants. “The same rules as with Captain Lee. We have fun for my birthday and then it’s back to business, OK?”

 “Of course.” My mind was reeling.

 “I don’t want to do it in here though.” Her large breasts were noticeably heaving. She was short of breath from the excitement. “I’ll find a place and let you know.”

 “Hooah, Sarge.” Which is Army talk for “Awww Right!” I was a little irritated at first, I must admit. Was I just someone the Captain could whore out to anyone she felt like? What made her think She could just send some woman to me to fuck and I’d do it? Because I would, that’s why. I got booted out of 2nd Infantry for thinking with my dick and she probably knew all about it. She also knew from personal experience that I have a pretty loose grip on my hormones. Damn it! I thought. I’m being used.

 Used by gorgeous women. 

 Oh no!

 The Captain had called me Old Reliable. I decided then and there to take that to a new level! If they wanted a sex machine, they were going to get one.

 I knew she wanted it to be something special. It wasn’t a meet in the bathroom and fuck against the stall kind of thing. It didn’t have to be extravagant, just decent.

 Overseas, you can’t just check into a Motel Six out by the highway and get your groove on. On post everyone knows who you are and off post you stick out like a sore thumb. The old building where the Captain and I had our fling was being used now so that was out. That’s when I remembered the morgue. Not really a morgue. More like a collection point. Whenever someone croaks on post they get sent there and Specialist Brooke, the mortuary guy bags ‘em and tags ‘em and takes them up north. That happens maybe twice a year down here. 90% of the time the freezer’s empty and Brooke is re-painting or filing papers or off on temporary duty in Seoul.   

 True, the back room is pretty creepy but the front has a desk and a couch, just like a normal office. It would be nothing for the both of us to show up there since DOL is in charge of the supplies and operations at the collection point. And I just happened to have the spare key. If Brooke is actually there, I’ll just tell him to beat it and maybe owe him a favor for later. 

 “Hey Sarge.” I offered as Sgt. Jones poured herself some coffee.

 “What is it, Green?”

 “I have a plan.”

  When the sun left the sky, leaving nothing but a sultry red over the mountains, I took my leave. I took the truck down there with some supplies first, a couple of candles, blankets, incense, glasses and a bottle of red wine. I also brought my portable radio so I could play some tunes and cover the noise. I went with Bauhaus instead of Metallica this time. Speed metal may be alright for a torrid fling in a warehouse, but a special time like this called for something dark and sexy and Bauhaus had that in spades.

 I lit up the candles on Brooke’s desk and closed the blinds. I laid the blankets on the couch because it was vinyl and bare asses on vinyl tend to squeak. The wine I took to the back and chilled in the freezer for a bit. It was vacant, of course, and my pal Brooke kept things very sanitary. I fired up the incense to take away the ultra-sanitized hospital smell that permeated the room. I think it was patchouli, the stuff hippies used to burn in the sixties. Whatever it was hung deep in the air and seemed almost hallucinogenic. When the wine was good and cold, I brought it out and set it next to the candles. 

 Sergeant Jones arrived right on time. She walked in the door and took off her cap, letting her dark brown hair fall around her face. I shut the door behind her and took her right hand. 

 “Hi,” I said, smiling. “I’m Jack.”

 “Tammy.” She smiled back. Her beautiful full lips were painted a deep red and glossy, making them even more prominent. This wasn’t what she would typically wear with her uniform. She had done it to tease me and it worked. I wanted those lips around my cock so bad it hurt. I have a thing for lips and hers were luscious in every respect of the word. 

 Her hands felt soft. It was the first time I had touched them, caressed them. I held onto them and led her to the wine. 

 “Do you like Bordeaux, Tammy?” I asked.

 “Please.” She let me fill a glass for her. I had one too. 

 “How’s your birthday so far?” I touched her soft face and she moved it over my hand so that I was touching her neck at the hairline. I began to stroke her neck sweetly. It tensed under my touch when I got close to her ears. 

 “Great.” She smiled. “When do I get my present?”

 “Soon, soon.” I didn’t want this to be a wham-bam roll on the floor like my afternoon with Captain Lee. Not that I didn’t enjoy it. Tammy wanted something exeptional for her birthday and she was going to have it. From the moment her breasts started heaving when she petted my cock back at the office I knew I wanted to savor this moment. Peter Murphy was now singing “Bela Lugosi’s Dead”. The night’s rhythm was starting to take hold. 

 “We should get out of these uniforms, at least.” She unbuttoned her blouse and instead of a brown Army T-shirt underneath, there was a transparent red nightshirt. More like a half-shirt made of sheer red mesh. Her beautiful full breasts shone with a reddish glow and made it seem even smaller on her. They seemed to defy gravity and her nipples, small considering the luscious fullness of her breasts had hardened to perfection, and made creases down the little top she was wearing. I wanted to suck on them, gently peeling the tiny nightshirt away and slowly tasting those tiny nipples, then sucking as much of those silky tits as I could pull into my hungry mouth. Her skin was deeply tanned all the way through, no lines at all and the light brown made those breasts look all that much smoother and more delicious.

 I hastily unbuttoned my top and threw it to the floor, closely followed by my t-shirt. We both went for our boots at the same time. There was no rush though. We pulled them off and cast them aside. She was wearing red silk stockings to match her little top piece. 

 My pants had to go. I stripped to my silk boxers and watched closely as she pulled of her own camouflage pants, revealing the rest of her outfit. Her soft shoulders and those oh, so delicious breasts were hazed red in the candlelight. This accented the sweet, natural curve of her full hips and tight belly, leading to a bare, tanned, generous ass. Her thick, but beautifully curved thighs shared the red haze of her breasts all the way down to her small, pretty feet, bare, except or the thin layer of sheer red silk. The topper was her smoothly shaven mound of flesh. No panties, just naked, shaven beauty that begged to be rubbed against my face. Her body and my silk boxers were working magic on my cock, which now stood at half-mast. She noticed and smiled, getting closer, moving to the pulsing, sexy sounds of Bauhaus. 

 “I love the candles.” She smiled, reaching for me. “But that’s not what I came for.”

 “What’s a birthday without candles?” I said with a smirk.

 “There’s only one candle I want to light tonight.” Her hand washed over the silk of my boxers, exploring the rise that was steadily growing. “Is it really 8 inches?”

 “Eight and ¼, I measured.”

 “It will be the biggest I’ve ever had. I can’t wait.”

 “Wait just a little,” I said. I moved in to kiss her neck and she gave it to me. I began to kiss down her neck as my hands stroked her breasts through the silken mesh. Her nipples hardened under my fingers and she moaned a little. Her caresses over my cock became a little more fervent but still gentle, roaming back and forth. I let my fingers slide across those hard, tiny nipples and let her moan to me a little as I stroked.

 I had to touch her all over, such a full, soft curvaceous body, smooth in all the right ways. I slid my hands over her breasts again, squeezing a little, then down her waist and back up again with another little squeeze. I felt her shapely, tight belly and her supple waist in one brush, pulling her into me. I drew her close so that her soft, puffy mound pressed hard against the silk that covered my raging cock, which was now at its full size. She gave out a startled little gasp and her soft hands moved to my ass and pulled me up harder. She began to gyrate her hips, rubbing my silk wrapped cock all over and between her legs, spreading them slightly and standing on her toes, trying to get it to touch her where he really wanted it. I crouched a little and pressed the thick head against Tammy's soft folds.

 “Oh!” she shuddered hard, I thought she would lose balance. 

 I pulled away. All of the silk covering my swollen head was soaked. I had to touch. My hands rose up the inside of her muscular thighs and caressed her tiny folds ever so slightly. They were dripping. I pushed a finger inside her and she cried out loud. So tight!

 “I’m going to fuck you so hard.” I whispered to her as I gently gave her the length of my finger. “It’s going to hurt.”

 “Hurt me.” She whined in my ear. “Please hurt me. Make me scream for you to stop.”

 I began to tug on her clit lightly with my finger. She started to swoon and I had to catch her waist. I sat her down on the couch, still teasing with my fingers. She let out a small cry and came on my hand, soaking my skin. I pushed her legs apart and began kissing the inside of her soft thighs. She let out a gasp as I pulled her little lips apart. They weren’t used to being stretched at all. I pulled the folds away from her clit and tasted the tiny bead with my tongue. Again, she cried and came, this time on my face. Her scent was all over me and I was loving it! I began to lick at her clit and all around it, tasting the juice she poured on me. Her smooth, shaven pussy against my smooth, shaven face oiled au natural. Her hands stroked my cropped hair as she moaned and jolted. 

 When the blankets were soaked beneath her, she begged me to stop. Her legs were still shaking and her big sun-bronzed breasts, heaving, had escaped the tiny red top. 

 “Oh, God!” Breaths short and hard. “Look what you made me DO! I wanted your…AAAH!”

 While she was talking, I had lowered my head again. My eight and a quarter inches may be Captain Lee’s dirty little secret, but mine was my tongue. I pushed the tip of it as deep into her sopping wet pussy as it would go and began to tongue-fuck her, in and out. Her walls squeezed together so hard my tongue was pushed out, followed by a gush of sweet girl cum. I lapped it contentedly as she cried out again. 

 “Please Stop!” She begged. “I can’t take another one!”

 Licking my lips, I smiled. “You just wait and see what I make you take.” I stood up and got the bottle of Bordeaux. I took a big drink, straight from the bottle and handed it to her. She followed suit. Both of us wiped our mouths off. 

 She was still sitting on the couch and I was standing beside her. She sipped on the wine and slid her hand up the leg of my boxers.

 “Birthday candle time.” She said, giving my erect cock a desperate squeeze. She quickly pulled down my silk boxers and I stepped out of them. She stroked me slowly, staring at my erection. 

 “All mine. Mmm…” She tugged harder. Pre-cum appeared on the tip. “You’re the one dripping now.” I petted her hair and pulled on it a little. I knew what she was going to do. I just wanted her to know I wanted it. She suckled lightly on the tip, taking the pre-cum, then on the head, dragging her tongue all over it. She licked the tense shaft up and down, first using her whole tongue and then her lips and tongue, side to side. Tammy squeezed the head between her fingers and picked it up. She licked down to my balls and sucked them one at a time into her mouth, savoring each one and rolling it around her tongue. She licked all the way back up the shaft and took it into her warm mouth. Finally, those glossy lips I had been lusting after were mine. She was amazingly gentle in her touch, but never lacking in feeling. Those precious lips took me in and out, just past the head. I had to have more. 

 “Do you think you can take it all?” I teased. “Go deep for me.”

 She took it almost half way.

 “Deeper.”

 She went a little further and stopped with a little sound. 

 “I can make you choke on it.” I threatened with a playful tug on her hair. 

 “No.” she begged. “I can’t. It’s too much.” I took her hair a little harder with both hands and pulled, but not too much. 

 “Put it back in.” I ordered. “And don’t touch it. I’m going to make you take it.”

 She opened her mouth again and let me guide it in. I thrust with my hips as she relaxed her throat, her hands tense on my thighs. I pulled her hair into me and slowly fucked that glistening red mouth as she struggled to take every inch. I didn’t give it all to her, just enough so she could take me and have it fill her mouth without really choking. I knew she liked it when one of her hands left my thigh and began stroking her pussy while I forced myself into her. I could feel her sucking harder as little orgasmic crests shook her ever so gently. Her mouth was so good I was tempted to let go and fill it with cum, but I pulled out instead.

 She stood up and put her arms around me, kissing my face and touching me all over. I caressed her back and felt the curves of her ass, which filled my hands. All the while, I could feel that smooth, wet pussy against my hard cock. 

 “My turn now.” She whispered to me. “Sit in that chair.” She motioned to an armless office chair behind the desk. I walked over and sat down.

 “It goes past your belly button!” Tammy gasped. “Let me play with it.”

 She straddled me, facing away. Her round, full ass was toward me and I rubbed the firm flesh as she prepared her pussy for me. She spread it as wide as she could and eased it over the fully engorged head that awaited her. She sat down a little more and moaned a little. She rocked her hips back and forth and I held myself still for her, letting my first couple of inches start to open her pussy, which was already sending little drops down my shaft. God, she was a gusher!

 She fucked me softly, just past my head, moaning the whole time. I wanted her to pound it in, all the way in. 

 “You’re so good, Tammy.” I stroked her beautiful ass. She could only respond in panting. “Give me more.” I begged. 

 “Ohh!” I felt her legs weaken as her ass sunk down further, taking me in almost half way. Her hands clutched my knees and she started to go faster, crying out with each thrust. Her bronzed ass jiggled slightly in my hands. Her cries grew more intense and her walls crushed me, her legs starting to shake. If she weren’t so wet, I would have never gotten in. “Ohh Fuck!” She cried out loud, cumming in my lap. 

I sat up and pulled myself out, lifting her off me. She seemed confused and grasped at my cock, desperately trying to pull me back in. I seized Tammy’s shoulders and pushed her over to the couch. 

 “It’s time, Tammy.” I slid my raging cock down the crack of her ass. “I’m going to do it like you asked me to do. Get on your hands and knees for me.”

 “Be careful.” Tammy was wide eyed. “Please.”

 “I’m going to hurt you.” I teased, stroking her ass as she kneeled before me. Her breathing was reduces to moaning and panting. “Just like you wanted.” I settled in behind her, rubbing her back, up and down, from her ass to the back of her neck. Her legs spread for me and I used my hands to part her beautiful ass even wider, displaying that sweet, fuckable pussy. I held the head of my cock against it. She started to shake harder.

 “Fuck me!” she screamed, “Put it in!”

 I took her smooth thighs in hand and gave it to her. I sunk in all the way to my aching balls. She screamed out again and tried to pull away, but I held on, pumping away inside her. She made a whining sound and I slowed. I must have hurt her.

 “Don’t…you… dare…stop!” She growled at me. Her ass bucked against me and my balls hit hard. I pressed hard on her thighs again and began to pound her with all I had. I could feel her pussy squeezing hard as she came again. I forced myself past her imploding walls and hit bottom with brute force, this time rubbing the head all over her inside while I held it in deep. Her arms collapsed and her face went into the blankets as she screamed against them. She screamed and cried into the blankets as I rocked against her, torturing her with my massive shaft. Her face came out of the blankets.




Captain Lee's Dirty Secret Ch. 02



“Cum in me!” she half sighed, half moaned. “Fuck me hard and cum inside me!”

 I leaned into her ass and threw my weight against her. It wasn’t hard to do. My fireworks were ready to go. It was all I could do just to hold them back. The fire between my thighs crept down my shaft, up into me and out again and I felt myself thicken even more as I pounded her pussy, trying to let it all go. 

 As I exploded into her I buried my cock in deep and we cried out together. Oh Ecstasy! I lifted her legs off the couch and held her writhing body in suspension as I poured myself into her. I fell on top of her, as I died a Shakespearean death inside her. We lay there for a moment and she finally spoke up.

 “Could you please get off, you’re squashing me.”

 “Sorry,” I rolled onto the floor. “More Bordeaux?”

 “Oh, yes.” She took her glass and drank deeply. I did the same. 

 We held each other, still shaking.

 “Happy birthday, Sarge.” I grinned.

 “At ease, there, Specialist.” Tammy laughed, tousling my cropped hair. 



Captain Lee's Dirty Secret Ch. 03



Necessity may be the mother of invention, but Frustration is a real mother, period. It was almost midnight and I sat there in the Dallas club in Pusan, Korea clutching what was to be my last beer of the evening. In front of me was the beautiful Jin, looking at me cheerfully with those intoxicating almond eyes. 

Her jet-black hair was perfectly styled, as always. Carefully curled and sprayed ringlets made of the most touchable hair fell just to her shoulders and framed her pretty Asian face. She always dressed like she was going to the symphony. 

She had slender legs that were long for he small stature. That night, like most nights they were covered in black opaque stockings and when she sat and crossed them it was unbelievably sexy. Her dress had slits that showed off just enough of those small, pretty thighs to keep a boy like me turned on all night. It was form fitting at the waist, showing off her small but shapely hips and the front was covered completely, leading to a choker on her delicate neck. The back was totally open, revealing her sleek feminine curves. The dress was black too, of course. She almost always wore all black. It was one of the things that attracted me to her. 

Oh yes. Jin really made my blood pressure go up. She also frustrated the hell out of me. She made it a point to find me in the club whenever I was there. She would walk up behind me at the bar, put her hands on my shoulder and whisper hello in my ear in that quiet voice, letting that pretty hair touch my neck. She always sat close, just touching my legs with hers and making it a point to show them off. She asked about my tattoos and I learned that she was a college student. 

She liked to have conversations so she could practice for her English class. All the while she would buy me beer. We would talk and I would drink and eventually I would get drunk and she would walk me back to post, kiss me on the cheek and I would wake up the next morning in my bed alone. The next time I was in the bar, she would magically find me, and the whole thing would begin again. I often wondered what she told the other girls in her class about me.

This had gone on for about five days and I wanted to touch Jin so bad it was killing me. I wanted to slip the stockings off those legs, and lick every inch of them. At home in my drunken stupor, I would fantasize. What did Jin taste like? How would her petite thighs feel around my waist, or my neck? How would she sound when she called out my name? I could see myself stripping off her black dress and making love to her, slowly and gently on my bed. Then I would pass out. 

This night would be different. I swore it to myself. My balls were throbbing and I couldn’t keep from getting hard at the most inopportune times. Captain Lee hadn’t been calling on me and Sgt. Jones was back to tolerating her Lilliputian husband for another year. 

Jin was special. In a lot of ways she reminded me of my Melissa up in Camp Casey, the one who had left her fiancé for me and subsequently got me kicked out of the Second Infantry Division when she blabbed to her daddy, who just happened to be the American Consulate. 

Jin, like Melissa had breeding and sophistication, mixed with a girlish giggle and plenty of attitude. Jin could also sing like a songbird and did often. She had all the makings of a future diva. Most of all, though, I liked Jin because she was a civilian. She had no use for military jargon, customs or uniforms. She was all girl, all the time She didn’t understand that part of my world and she didn’t care. 

When we met, I was in civilian clothes so as far as she was concerned, that was the real Jack Green. I was just a beer drinking rock and roller from Texas who liked to tell jokes that translated poorly but laughed anyway. 

As I cashed the last of my beer, I saw she was ready to buy me another, as per our “watch Jack get drunk, walk him home, and let him wake up horny and alone” ritual. I took her hand before she could flag the drinkie girl. Her hand was tiny compared to mine and I snatched it out of the air like catching a butterfly. She looked shocked. 

“No more beer?” she acted surprised, as well she should. She was used to watching me put away eight or ten every time we did this ritual and this time I had made my second my last. 

“Not this time,” I replied. I looked into her eyes and I think she understood. “Lets go to the Legion.”

“Legion?” her jaw dropped. The Legion was the name of a hotel down the street. In Korea it was common for G.I.s like me to pick up a girl at the club and stay there for the night. It was far from being the Hyatt Regency, but in our case, it got the job done. I had never asked Jin for anything like that before and to tell the truth I was a little afraid to. 

Her eyes flashed and she looked a little embarrassed. There was no way to tell in the lights of the Dallas Club if she was blushing, but it wouldn’t have been a surprise. I thought she would get up and walk out on me for sure! Then she smiled and nodded her head.

“Let’s go.” I stood up, keeping her hand in mine. She followed and hugged me close. Across the bar the owner, who we all called “Mama-san” gave me a wink. Soon we were out the door and into the night air. 

Jin held onto my waist as we walked, not hand in hand like we usually did. Maybe, I thought, she had been waiting this whole time for me to say something. I put my arm over her smooth shoulders and pulled her close, smelling the Chanel No.5 she was so fond of wearing. 

Other soldiers who saw us together gave me a nod of approval. They knew where we were going. She walked along, holding me and didn’t seem to notice the leering of the passers by. As we entered the Legion, an old Korean man greeted us. I paid him for the room and gave him a tip. He smiled and showed us upstairs. There was no key. The doors bolted from the inside. I led Jin in and shut the door. 

As we stood beside the bed, I immediately began to kiss her. My mouth had been hungry for her for so long now I had to taste every part of those carefully painted lips. I held her soft face and gave her my tongue when her lips parted. She just held hers open, letting me do all the work, tasting any part of her sweet mouth that I wanted. I sucked on each lip, kissed them again and again and darted my tongue in and out as I caressed her face. Her mouth was delicious, like eating a pomegranate. It was everything I had imagined! 

Her hands met with mine and she slowly began to kiss me back as she held my hands. When her lips finally closed over mine I felt so hot I almost passed out. I kissed her harder, starting to touch her through her dress with one of my hands. I moved my hand up her slim body, passing over her hip and one of her small breasts. I touched her neck and closed my hand around her supple throat. She gasped a little but didn’t fight. I kissed her hard, pressing myself to her, feeling her body against mine. Her hands went to my waist and pulled me closer. 

I kissed down her neck and around her ears and I could hear her start to breathe harder. I knew she could feel the crawling vine of my hard-on as it crept down my leg and touched against her. There was no way to miss it. I squeezed her small, firm ass and pulled her to it, showing her what waited for her. I stopped and looked into her eyes, unhooking the little choker on her dress. It fell as I popped the clasps and she startled a little. Her hands left my waist and closed over her chest to keep it from falling. Jin looked away from me and held the top of her dress to her chest but she didn’t try to put it back on. I caught just a glimpse of two tiny, beautiful breasts and my cock began to throb as I pressed it against her. 

I took off my t-shirt and exposed my bare chest. Then I took her hands away from the top of her dress, letting it fall down all the way. She wasn’t wearing a bra so when the top fell she was bare as well. Her little breasts moved with her heavy, excited breathing. There was barely enough for a mouthful, but my mouth wanted them nonetheless. The most lickable little nipples I had ever seen topped those tiny mounds and tonight they were mine. They stood perfectly erect and were thick with small pink areolas. I began to touch her little breasts all over, softly caressing them. I kissed my way down her neck and began to kiss around her breasts beneath those hard nipples. She tried to pull away, but I held her fast. When I started to lick her nipples, she gave them to me and moaned a little when I sucked and then licked harder. I took her left in my mouth and sucked until the areola turned red and then moved to the right. Jin’s breasts were the perfect little mouthfuls I had fantasized about on those nights I fell asleep alone. I took each one into my mouth and worked those little sweet nipples with my tongue while I sucked. I kissed some more, pulling her to me and letting her feel again what was growing under my jeans. I guided her hand to my bulging crotch and let her hold the throbbing mass. She squeezed and stroked me a little, though she never looked me in the eyes. 

She felt my rigid shaft all over, moving her hand up and down my covered cock, pausing to pinch at the head and then feel behind it for my balls, which wanted to explode right then and there. I moaned a little too. I couldn’t help it. She squeezed harder and I pushed against her hands. 

Finally, I slid my hand up her stocking-covered thigh and rubbed my hand across the crotch of her hose, feeling for her pussy. I found it and pressed my fingers to it and rubbing up and down through the silk. I kissed her panting mouth some more as we stroked each other through our clothes, moaning softly into each other’s ears. 

I knew what I wanted to do next. The same thing I had been dreaming about every night when she dropped me off and I lay in my bunk in a haze. I had to take those hose down and lick her all over. I needed those little thighs against my face. 

I pushed her dress up above her hips and took hold of the waist of her pantyhose. I took both them and her panties down in one sweep, falling to my knees as I pulled. She let out a gasp and reached to cover herself but I would have none of that! I held fast to the clothes I had pulled off with one hand and took her pretty, pale ass in the other. As soon as I saw the bare flesh of her hips, I had to have them and began to kiss around them, getting closer to the small mound of jet-black hair between her legs. Jin’s body began to shake a little when I licked her hips and thighs. I kissed down her legs as I pulled off her hose and threw them on the floor. I came back up toward her pussy. I could tell now that she was wet. I could smell her sweet scent and it built a fire between my legs. When my tongue began to lick too close, she tried to push me away.

“No!” She cried out, pushing at my face and trying to squirm. 

I pushed her onto the bed, forcing her legs apart and lashing my tongue right across her tiny slit. I did it again and she grabbed at my hair.

“No, NO…Oooh!” I found her clit and she stopped fighting at once, arching her back and bucking as my tongue teased at her little hood and hunted for the little swelling bead that waited inside. Her space was so tiny! I could lick it all with but one sweep of my tongue. It was dim in that room, but something told me, maybe it was the way she felt or how she seemed not to understand some of the things I was doing. When I tried putting my tongue inside her I knew. Jin was a VIRGIN! I tickled her cherry with my tongue and gave it a little bump with my nose. 

Jin began to shudder and cried out. Most Korean girls are small, but it was clear that I was in undiscovered country this time. This changed everything! I had only had a virgin once before and at the time; I was just as awkward as she was. Now I had a special girl like Jin and the chance to give her something she never had before. My cock came to life and nearly broke through my pants.

I lapped at her clit, steadily harder, caressing her legs. They were tense at first and then became more relaxed. Every now and then, she would moan a little and I could feel her body shake. She started getting wet, just a little at first and then a lot as I got faster. I pulled back her hood gently, even then she winced a little, releasing her tiny clit and I tongued it quickly, flicking it as fast as I could. Jin cried out and came once, then twice. Soon she was coming in waves and each time, I would wait for her to peak and then rub her clit with my fingers, soaking wet as she dripped and then gushed her girl cum all over me. I took some time to stretch her little cherry with my finger, rubbing her sweet juice all over. 

I stood up, leaning over her and taking down my pants, kicking them onto the floor. My raging cock fell out immediately. She looked at it, still out of breath and in wonder. I took her hand and guided it up and down the shaft, showing her what to do. I led her fingers over the head, down the underside and closed them around my balls. She squeezed a little and smiled when she heard me moan. She had been hesitant at first, but took interest when she saw how it pleased me when she touched. I took her other hand and showed her how to stroke me, holding the thick skin, just behind the head and squeezing as she worked it back and forth. She appeared to enjoy it and I liked watching her tugging at my cock, looking up at me to see my reaction. 

She squeezed it in her hands, working it slowly and then faster as she gently squeezed my balls. My cock was so stiff it barely gave and she seemed to like that, tugging at it to see how much it could take. A little pre-cum glistened at the tip and she let go with a shocked look on her face.

“No, no.” I touched her face softly, “That’s good, it’s OK.”

“It’s OK?” 

“Oh yes!” I smiled at her. “Jin, you are so good! Do some more!”

She was smiling now and took me into her hands again, this time with more spirit. She jumped back again when more pre-cum dripped out, but she was only playing. She giggled and squeezed me extra hard, trying to make even more come out. I let her play and squeeze as hard as she wanted. I knew she couldn’t hurt me. I took her hand away and looked into her eyes.

“First time?” I asked as I stroked her hair. She cast her eyes downward and nodded. I kissed her on the cheek as she had done for me so many nights. “Are you ready?” I spoke softly into her ear.

“No.” She shook her head. “It’s too big.”

“Just a little then,” I offered. “Not too hard, you’ll see. Do you want to try?”

“OK” she nodded and lay backward on the bed, looking away from me and spreading her legs slightly. 

I lay down on top of her, stroking her smooth, naked body and kissing her mouth, forcing her gaze toward my face. I let my rigid cock guide itself to her, pressing against the outer lips of her little pussy, which was still beautifully wet from my tongue-lashing. I pushed against her, letting her feel the swollen head against her soaked pussy lips, still kissing her and feeling her soft body all over. I wanted so badly to ram it home and fuck that tight little pussy, but I held off, satisfying myself with pushing just the head inside. She moaned as I stretched her and I gave her a little more, just an inch or so.

“Ah-po!” she cried out, digging into my back with her perfectly manicured nails. That meant it hurt so I went no further, even though my cock ached to be deep inside her. I wanted to take her hips and plunge deep into her, feeling those tight virgin walls crush my hard cock. 

Instead I gently rocked against her hips, giving that little bit to her slowly and oh so painfully gentle. Jin panted and moaned, her body tense and her virgin walls threatening to push me back out. Soon there was a change. Her moans became louder and she began to rock her hips against mine as well. Her eyes turned toward mine and they were full of fire and lust. She cried out but didn’t stop. The muscles in her legs began to relax and she rocked faster.

“Good, Jin!” I whispered to her. “Give it to me.”

“Aah!” She cried, but this time it wasn’t pain.

“More?” I braced my hands on her hips.

“Yes!” Jin cried out and I gave her a couple more inches. I rocked harder, pushing down into her, she screamed and clawed my back as I broke her cherry. She was hot and sopping wet now and so tight inside that it made me want to come immediately. Her nails dug into my ass and pulled me to her. I slowly fucked that virgin pussy with my entire powerful shaft, looking for her special spot. When I found it I let her feel it all, just once, in and out. 

“Ah-po! Ah-po!” she screamed, but her hips never stopped grinding into mine. 

“Stop?” I panted to her.

“No!” she cried. “Fuck me!”

I had never heard her curse before! When she cried it out like that, all out of breath, it made me so hot I couldn’t stop myself.

“I’ll fuck you hard!” I growled into her ear. “You feel so GOOD!”

I began pumping her little pussy with explosive force, pounding her small hips into the bed with each mighty thrust. She screamed out loud, clutching my neck with her arms, pulling her body close, taking each deep thrust, moving her hips in time with mine. She was too out of breath to form words or cry in pain. She could only scream in choked gasps with each hammer blow that fell into her. 

I was giving it to her deep now; sinking all the way to my balls and heaving it back out again. Maybe it was too deep but she wanted it. Even though she called out in pain, her hands still held my ass and shoved me into her again and again. Time and tine again, I pounded her pussy all the way to the bottom and stretched her as I tried to force the length of my cock deep inside.

I was close, the combination of her flowing wetness and the constriction of her virgin walls was going to force the cum out of me. I growled as I fought to hold control.

“Ooh Jack!” she cried as she came and that did it. Her soft but tortured voice screaming my name woke up my dreams of her and I started to cum. I pulled out of her and stroked my long shaft, letting her watch the thick load pump itself out of me and onto her tiny, beautiful tits. It shot across her tits then a second load coated her stomach. The last just bubbled up, ran down my knuckles and dripped onto her mound where I was hovering in ecstasy. 

We just lay there for a moment, breathing heavily, and then she got up a walked to the bathroom. She took my hand and led me in too. We stood before each other, naked and covered in sweat, mostly mine. Her small sleek body glistened all over, her face flushed and black hair in total disarray. I towered over her. I had been used to her in heels. Now both of us standing flat on the floor, I could see how much taller I was. Her skin was as pale as mine, but smooth and soft. 

She took a washcloth, ran it under the water and began to clean me off, washing my balls and my half-hard cock with a delicate touch. She cleaned me carefully as I rubbed her shoulders and neck. 

I had heard other G.I.s talk about Korean girls doing this, but it must have gone out of fashion because this was the first time I had seen it happen. I had just figured it to be part of the stereotypical legends of subservient Asian women. I guess Jin had heard the same rumors. 

I took the cloth from her and washed it out. I then began to clean her the same way, making sure to get the cum I had poured onto her and the little bit of blood from between her thighs where I had taken her virginity. Afterward she hugged me tight and kissed my smooth shaven face. 

We went to bed together, but when I woke I was alone. It was just like when she had dropped me off those times she got me drunk. This time I was alone in the Hotel. I already missed her. I never saw her again at the club or anywhere else. Why don’t the special ones ever last?



Captain Lee's Dirty Secret Ch. 04



 Ch.04

Jack Green

The first I had heard of Captain Lee's parties was from Sergeant Jones when she had told me how Captain Lee had recommended that she come see me in regards to her sexual starvation. Every month or so there would be a get together at Captain Lee's house, usually a barbecue, and I had always thought nothing of it. I just assumed it was a party for officers and maybe a couple of the local NCOs on post. Sgt. Jones and the Captain had probably had a little too much to drink and the Captain had spilled the beans about our raucous fling in the warehouse. Captain Lee had mentioned her parties casually in the office every now and then and I had even run to the commissary a couple of times for her supplies when I had nothing else to do. I was a little surprised when Captain Lee invited me.

Not much of an invitation, really. She mentioned that she needed some help with the serving. Apparently, her husband was having some business partners over and had promised them a nice American style steak dinner. Her husband worked for a Korean accounting firm of some sort and he must have been tired of soju and tentacle dinners. She also said she would pay me for my time, which made the offer more interesting. She told me she would give me $50 and all the tips she could wrest out of the dinner guests. I was in. 

I got there early on a Saturday afternoon and began helping the Captain set up the salads and drinks. Sgt. Jones was there too. She was mashing potatoes and cleaning off the corn on the cob to get it ready for boiling. The steak was in some sort of marinade the Captain had designed and all was working well as planned. I kind of enjoyed it because we were all hanging out in civilian clothes and for the most part, leaving our military bearing behind. I had been told to dress casual, but not too casual so I had put on a pair of nice jeans and a button up shirt. I had my dress shoes on instead of my usual high top Nikes. Captain Lee had on a pair of black pleated slacks that showed off her hips and that round little ass that fit so perfectly on her small frame, heels and a white blouse. The heels did wonderful things for her ass as well and gave her a little more height. Her blouse was the perfect choice. Not only did it show off her tiny waist, but also it made the most of her well sculpted B sized breasts and shimmered a little when they moved. I had to make myself stop looking at them. I'm sure she noticed. 

The Sarge was not to be outdone either She had worn a pink dress that fit loosely over her stocky, but voluptuously curved form. It hugged her generous ass in all the right places and though it was cut at the knees, there was a slit up the side that showed just enough of her tanned legs as she walked. Naturally, her D sized breasts were a little too much for the top and she had to pull it up to keep from falling out. Every time she did, I started to get light headed. She would pull and her breasts would jiggle just a little and I would remember how they had felt so smooth and firm in my hand while I tasted her hard little nipples with my tongue. 

My hard-on got killed as soon as the guests arrived. As it would turn out, the husbands of both women were present. Jones' husband was just there to hang out in the kitchen with us and talk. The Captain's husband was in the dining room seating his friends. There was no escape. I just stayed quiet and did what I was told, trying not to think about the fact that I was in a house with the two women I had slept with and the two men they were married to. You can rationalize infidelity any way you want but your perspective really changes when you're all in the same room together, looking at each other and trying to think of something to say. I should have known something was up when the Captain took me into the dining room to introduce me to the dinner guests.

"This is Jack," The Captain offered and I shook hands with both her husband and the Koreans who had arrived with him. I bowed to the Korean men as I shook their right hand with both of mine, as is their custom. They seemed to like that and bowed in turn. "He will be serving this evening. We are having the traditional American dinner today, Steak with mashed potatoes, corn on the cob and salad. I'm Jennie and I'll be cooking so if you have a preference, let me know."

It was Jack and Jennie. Just like in the warehouse. Why did everything she says have to remind me of how good it felt to be inside her? Of course, introducing ourselves at a party as Captain Lee and her Old Reliable Specialist Green would be kind of silly. 

Soon all of my frustration was drowned out by work. I was hopping, making up plates of food and hauling them out to the guests who thought our cooking was the wildest thing ever. On the Korean economy, you pay a lot for a western style meal and more often than not it isn't even close to right. I guess you could say the same about getting Korean food in the States. Word had gotten out that I was from Texas and soon I was answering a barrage of questions about what it's like to live in the Lone Star State, cowboys, horses, beef and firearms. No matter where you go in the world, people for some reason, think that Texas hasn't changed since the 1850s. If you went to the right parts of Texas, they wouldn't be entirely wrong. 

I was so busy with first the cooking and then the cleanup that I didn't even realize it when all the guests had left and that I was alone in the kitchen. I was washing some dishes and tossing back some Chianti when I noticed the music emanating through the house. It was Miles Davis wailing away on his horn, Birth of the Cool. Hmm. Jennie has taste, I thought. I had figured she would go for some elevator sounding crap like Kenny G, but Miles...Hey! If you are going to do jazz, do it right! I washed a few more dishes, jammed out to some more Miles and downed a little more Chianti and it finally dawned on me. 

"Where is everybody?" I thought out loud. 

I looked out the back door, no one there. I walked out into the living room and still there was nobody in sight, just an empty table and chairs. I checked outside and there were no cars, except for Captain Lee's Volvo. I followed the music and it led to Captain Lee's bedroom. I didn't even make it to the end of the hall before I heard the moaning. 

The door was wide open and the sight of the Captain and Sgt. Jones floored me, both stripped completely naked and kneeling on a queen sized bed. Sgt. Jones, aka Tammy's back was to me and her legs were open. Here luscious ass bounced ever so slightly as her body rocked back and forth. She was holding on to Jennie, who was working between her legs with a small, humming vibrator. Tammy shuddered and I could tell by the wetness on her thighs, it wasn't the first time. I knew that wetness and I wanted it for myself.

Jennie saw me over Tammy's tanned shoulders and smiled a wicked smile. 

"Do you like that, Tammy?" she said out loud.

"Yes!" Tammy whined in a whisper of pure ecstasy, "Fuck me some more, Jennie. Please, keep fucking me!"

"OK," Jennie smirked in my direction. "Spread you legs wider."

Tammy's muscular, thick thighs came apart a little more and I could see clearly the wand penetrating her small, soaked folds, in and out. They were still bare shaven and I could remember their smoothness against my lips and tongue from before. Jennie sunk it in deeper and faster and winked at me as Tammy came again. 

Without being consciously aware, I had already unbuttoned my shirt all the way. My cock had hardened and I rested my hand on it through the leg of my pants. Jennie wasn't through torturing Tammy. I could watch them fuck each other like this forever. My hand caressed my cock a little. I wanted to pull it out. I had to. I had to show Jennie what watching them was doing to me. I started to unzip my fly.

"I know what you want." Jennie not quite whispered. "I bet you want Jack again."

"God, Yes!" Tammy rocked against the vibrator. "God, I want that big-Oh!" she came again and I almost did too. It was more than enough. Jennie's lightly-tanned, petite body and small, but perfect breasts rubbing against the stockier, more muscular body of my Sergeant, now just Tammy with the shaven kitty and full, round breasts whose stiff nipples were sure to be teasing Jennie's silky skin. My God! And those two sweet mouths, kissing each other! I could fire my engine up and work my own cock to ecstasy and just watch. 

"You're in luck." Jennie smacked Tammy's full ass. "He's here."

Tammy turned around and looked over her shoulder. God, the lust in those brown eyes could burn a hole straight through me. Her mouth was parted and her hair was in disarray. She was breathing too hard to say anything and those big, perfect breasts heaved with her panting. We all kind of looked at each other for a moment and then Tammy broke the silence.

"You're out of uniform again, soldier." She panted.

"Call me Jack." My shirt came off and dress shoes were left where I was standing as I walked toward the bed, totally in awe of the scene that had unfolded before me. Tammy was now on all fours, peering through the hair that had fallen in her face, her tanned muscles all pumped from the excitement. Jennie was reclined at the head of the bed, her perky breasts and hard nipples shaking a little as she toyed herself playfully with the wand that had only moments before sent Tammy into gushing, orgasmic bliss. I stripped to my black silk boxers at the edge of the bed and both lovely women moved to greet me. My engorged cock, covered only by the smooth silk of my boxers was standing to greet them. Jennie noticed and seized it in a loving grip.

"Don't you just love this thing?" She massaged it roughly through the silk, forcing the head to fill with blood and thicken considerably.

"It made me sore for two days." Tammy pinched at the head, sending a shiver up my back. "Once when I sat down at home, the cushion on my sofa hit me just right and I had an aftershock! I came all in my new panties. All I could do was rub ice on myself and think about him fucking me again. It was torture!"

"I told you he was good." Jennie smoothed over my boxers, rubbing my cock from my aching balls all the way back up again.

"You never mentioned that tongue of his though."

"Wasn't that a nice surprise?"

"Oh, So nice." Tammy was squeezing my balls in rhythm to Jennie's strokes. The fingers of Jennie's other hand were also plunging into her own pussy. Every now and then she slowed her strokes, as her petite body would convulse in a little wave of desire. "Did you suck on it?"

"More like he held me and fucked my mouth." Tammy gave my balls a hard squeeze.

"Really?" Jennie smiled. "Jack you are BAD! And I'm Jealous." She slid to the edge of the bed and sat up in front of me. Her hazel eyes looked up into mine as she pulled down my boxers. "Do me like you did Tammy."

I pushed her hands away as her pretty lips surrounded my thickened head. I felt her relax and I took her auburn hair in my hands. Slowly I pressed my cock deeper into her warm mouth, thrusting slightly with my hips. I pumped into her mouth repeatedly, getting a little deeper each time. Her tongue was testing me all over, licking away as I got a little rougher. I looked over to see Tammy watching and working her pussy in a fever pitch with the vibrator, almost in rhythm to my thrusting. She tugged hard at her tiny clit as she pressed the little wand in deep. Every few strokes she would take out the wand and work her clit harder and a little of her girl cum would spill. I forced myself into Jennie's mouth as deep as I dared to go. I wanted to sink it to the balls. Jennie gave fantastic head. Even though I was forcing her head down, she worked with me in rhythm and never stopped with her tongue. I wanted to cum in her so bad. She tapped on my thigh and I took my cock out of her mouth. 

"Finally, it's my turn." Tammy sat up on the bed's edge and took hold of my balls again. With her other hand she began to stroke my shaft, pulling out some pre-cum. Her tongue came out and licked the pre-cum off the tip then her lovely full lips opened and took me inside. She pulled the skin on my shaft back and worked it at the base with her hands while her lips and tongue pumped slowly and steadily at the first few inches. She drove me near to insanity like that, holding my cum back while Jennie looked on and caressed my ass and the back of Tammy's neck.

"Don't you love the way Tammy's pussy gets all wet?" Jennie reached between Tammy's legs and massaged her clit. I just nodded; it was all I could do. "I bet you loved shoving that big thing of yours in there." 

Again I nodded. Tammy had pulled me in deep just as Jennie quizzed me about my love for the feeling of Tammy's tight little pussy. I was driven to distraction and my own throat could not form words. "Why don't you show me how you did it? You know she wants it, again. 

With that, Tammy took me out of her mouth and lay back on the bed, pulling her legs up and apart. She still held the shaft of my cock and pulled it toward her little pussy. She moaned a little as I worked the head in, reaching down with her hand to spread her tiny lips as far as they would go. I pushed it in about half way and she cried out. I rested my arms against her wet thighs and began to pump her with half of my length. Her walls were so tight they could hurt, but her wetness made it easy for me to break through. I forced my way through those constricting walls, stretching her inside. She cried out with each heavy thrust. Jennie watched it slide in and out for a moment and then got off the bed. 

"And it's not even your birthday." I whispered into Tammy's ear. She turned to my ear and bit it. I retaliated with a deeper thrust and she bit harder. 

"I want to do it!" Jennie announced, moving in behind me. She pushed herself up against my ass and held onto my waist with one hand. Reaching out between my legs with the other, she gripped the base of my cock where it met with my balls. I felt her push forward and moved with her, sinking most of my rigid shaft into Tammy's tight little pussy. Jennie pulled back on me and I slid out. She heard Tammy's moaning and began to manhandle me, pushing me in and out of Tammy as she cried out in bliss. "Like the way I fuck?" Jennie asked.

Tammy moaned. "Fuck me some more Jennie! Make him hurt me!"

Jennie's hand moved back to my balls and gave them a playful tug. "Give it to her good and hard, Jack. Make her scream!"

I dug my fingers into Tammy's sweet ass and pushed my cock straight to the bottom. Tammy screamed in surprise and I pounded her as deep as I could go. I could feel the wetness against me and it turned me on, making me want to bury it to the balls. Jennie still had a tight hold on those and I felt a beautiful little shot of pain each time I pushed into Tammy. 

Tammy's increasing volume and the force of her rushing breath made my mind scream for me to come and every judicious tug from Jennie shot the urge down with a delicious taste of pain. I could see by the way Tammy bit her lip and gave a little smile that it hurt a little for her too, but she had pulled the trigger on Jennie's lust and Jennie loved that smile of pain as much as I loved the feeling that shot through me when she caused it.

Tammy bit her lip and moaned through gritted teeth as I hammered deep into her wet pussy. I dug my hands under her both cheeks of her ass and lifted up so I could hit her special spot and her mouth fell open. I felt her squeeze tight around me and she screamed when she came. The squeeze and the touch against the soaked sheets beneath her generous ass almost overrode Jennie's grip on the balls that wanted to spill their waiting flood into Tammy.

I felt my sore balls released and heard a moan from behind me and turned to see Jennie with both fingers pounding her own pussy without mercy. Her fingers were wet; her trimmed auburn hair around her pussy was shining. The matching, short bobbed hair on her head was sticking to her beautiful face. 

"I'm almost there!" Jennie choked out as she fingered herself madly. "Ooh Jack, come on!!"

"Your turn then." I pulled myself out of Tammy and grabbed Jennie's arms. I spun her around and bent her over the bed right on top of Tammy who had sat up on her elbows and was still panting with those lips I adored and her little nipples still hard. I swept Jennie's feet apart and caressed between her legs with the head of my cock. She was just as wet as Tammy! I pushed myself right in and began to pound away, giving her all of my length at once. 

"Uuh!" Jennie moaned. "Oh, Jack, Oh Fuck! I'm cumming! Don't stop!"

I punished her so hard; my balls began to strike against her on every thrust. She screamed out loud, digging her nails into Tammy's thighs. Tammy held Jennie's head and stroked her hair. Tammy made a playful grab at Jennie's perfect little tits and gave her nipples a hard pull, as Jennie steadied herself, holding onto Tammy's muscular thighs. My aching balls made me want to return the shots of pain Jennie had given me. I buried myself in her rotating the throbbing head of my raging member all over the deepest parts of her.

"Still cumming! Keep fucking-God!" Jennie clutched Tammy's thighs and buried her face right up against Tammy's shaven pussy. "AAH!" She screamed aloud and then only breathed in high-pitched gasps. Her pussy had opened up inside and the wetness guided me in. I could withdraw my cock and pop the head in and out of Jennie's soaked pussy lips, each time, bumping her clit just a little. I felt her having little aftershocks and she moaned away, starting to kiss around Tammy's sweet pussy. 

I had to get a grip on myself and slow down. The sirens in my head were going off, telling me that my balls were going to burst as soon as I went in deep enough to feel warmth and wetness squeezing me all around. I knew my Captain wasn't done with me yet, but how could I save myself from cumming inside the next place I touched? I closed my eyes and began to breathe deep and slow. I could hear the slick popping noise of a mouth and pussy, one lapping gently, the other following in motion. I could hear Tammy's breath, deep and slow as she enjoyed Jennie's tongue, waiting for the next peak to rise inside her. 

I withdrew and Jennie began to complain. "MMMM" was all she was able to do because her face was now enjoying the slippery-smooth touch of Tammy's thighs and pussy. I knew how that felt and tasted. I also new how Jennie tasted and I wanted to tickle that lovely, oversized clit of hers. 

I pulled myself under Jennie's pretty ass, which had already been spread to take my cock. Once she realized what I was doing, she shifted herself to accommodate my face. Her true love was to be fucked hard and fast, but I couldn't leave her without having her girl cum on my freshly shaven chin. 

I dove right into her clit with my tongue, shoving it hard. It was already swollen and I didn't feel bad about not starting light, especially after she had worked my balls so hard while I was fucking Tammy. I licked it without mercy, pausing only to put my lips around it and suck. Her moaning blended with Tammy's as the mighty feeling took over her body. I licked faster and her body stopped rocking as her mind was forced to focus on the gathering storm. 

"Don't Stop!" She had freed herself from Tammy's gushing sanctuary at last. "Oh don't you fucking Stop!"

Her command gave my tongue the boost in confidence it needed. I began to tongue her at a ferocious pace, my mouth now pressed against the folds as firm as my hands were clutching her legs. Her muscled thighs were taut and embraced my grip. I was speaking the language of the angels in the silence of all but my own breath.

"AAAH FUCK!" I loved how she cursed every time she came hard, those raw words pouring from her beautiful mouth as she ground her soaked pussy right into my face, fucking my mouth even more fervently than I had fucked hers. She then collapsed and rolled off me, pulling her up the scattered sheets and propping her body against Tammy's. 




Captain Lee's Dirty Secret Ch. 04



"I think Jack's ready now." Jennie smirked after her chest stopped heaving. 

"I think he's been ready for awhile," Tammy replied with a laugh. "Well, Specialist?"

"Hookah, Sergeant." We were back to the game of addressing each other by rank. "I was ready when I walked around the corner and saw you!"

"Specialist Green." Said Jennie, as Captain Lee. "Atten-Shun!"

I rose quickly from the bed and stood up, assuming the military position of attention. My heels together, back straight, hands by my sides with my huge reddened cock propped out front like an absurd weapon. My chin was up, eyes looking at a high spot on the wall rather than at the two beautiful, freshly fucked women still curled together on the bed.

"Specialist Green," the Captain said in a softer, more seductive voice as she slid off the bed. "I thought, I said attention."

"No excuses, ma'am." Was the Army thing to say, even though I knew I wasn't quite in the Army place to say it.

"Fair, enough, specialist Green." Captain Lee ran her fingernails up my thighs and oh, so lightly over my balls and up the shaft of my cock. "Sergeant Jones, I think this thing's loaded."

"You want to inspect it, ma'am?" Tammy slid off the bed and now both of the beautiful bodies, shining with sweat and still a little out of breath stood before me. "Or should I?" Her nails were teasing me too. 

They both knelt slowly to the floor, using my body for support and soon I felt hot breath on my cock from both sides. I didn't dare to look down. If I were to lose focus I would cum in an instant. I felt a sliding tongue on one side, then one on the other. I felt a kiss and then two and then a tug on my balls.

"You're right, Captain." Tammy's voice. "Locked and loaded."

Jennie's tongue stopped caressing me for a second. "Have you had him in your mouth yet?"

"No, he came in my pussy last time. We came together."

"That settles it, Sergeant." The Captain was back. "I want to see you take him in your mouth. Unload that gun before it goes off by accident!"

"Look, Jack", whispered Tammy.

I looked down and Tammy was on her knees in front of me, her hands resting on her gorgeous muscular thighs and her breasts poised perfectly. Her full, delicious lips parted and only an inch from my cock, close enough that I could feel her hot breath on its head. 

Behind her stood Jennie her small, tight body pressed to Tammy's back and her hands gripping locks of Tammy's hair. 

"Tongue." Said Jennie. Tammy's tongue came out from between her lips and with increasing firmness pressed against the head of my dick. I could feel a blood rush that made me want to pass out. "Relax."

Tammy's lips parted further and Jennie guided her mouth onto my cock. As soon as those lips closed, my fuse hit the charge and I began to cum. I immediately started to throb and Tammy firmly, but gently worked me with her mouth with just a little assistance from the Captain. Jennie let go of Tammy's hair and began to squeeze my balls as I came. She drew me forward and began to kiss me on the mouth, her tongue seeking mine as Tammy fought the hot rush that filled hers, pumping away with her lips and now squeezing my rigid shaft, pulling out the last of the hot cum. 

When Jennie released my mouth, I looked down. Tammy had cum on her mouth, chin and tits. "God, Jack! I forgot how much pressure you had in there!" She was till stroking me with her hands. I had totally lost my ability to speak and could just catch my breath.

"I bet he's got one more round in there". Jenny smirked. It was the same smirk I remember seeing the first time. She couldn't be serious!

"You think?" smiled the cum-soaked Tammy.

"Look he's still hard." Jennie began to work me too, only harder. "How many times did you cum tonight? Tammy?"

"Mmm." She rolled her eyes. "Lots!"

"Me too. You think I can get him off again? He really deserves it."

"Maybe," Tammy winked at me. "What about you Jack? You think the Captain's got the skills?" 

At that remark, Jennie's grip turned to iron and she pulled me forward until her mouth touched my ear. "Don't you fucking move, Green. You're mine!" I saw red and felt a new kind of fierce energy.

"You better fucking give it to me then." I growled in her ear. 

Her iron grip began to work a fever pace on my cock. It even hurt, but I was beyond pain now. Little bits of cum still fell where Tammy had left them on the head of my dick. Jennie dropped to the floor as Tammy moved to the side. Tammy stood up and pressed her full, shining breasts against me and I put my arm over her shoulders as if she were holding my body up. 

"God, everything you do gets my pussy wet." Tammy whispered into me ear. "I get a wet pussy and go weak in the knees every time I remember you fucking me." I even love watching you fuck Jennie."

Jack was back, Tammy's dirty mouth and Jennie's skilled hands had me full on ready to fuck some more. 

Tammy wasn't done talking. "I loved it when you let Jennie take control and fuck me. I've never had my pussy hurt like that. I want you to take over Jack. Show Jennie what you do best." She raised her voice enough that I know Jennie could hear her. "Jack I want you to push Jennie down and fuck her hard on the floor."

"Fuck, yes!" I pushed Jennies hands aside, surprising her a little. 

"You're a dirty slut and a lovely fuck. It's my turn, Jennie."

Before she could get a word out I had her by the shoulders, pushing her backward onto the floor, pushing her legs apart as her ass touched down. I fingered her little pussy roughly with one hand as I gripped the base of my rejuvenated cock with the other. She was still wet. She wanted it. 

I sunk it all in as hard as I could and Jennie cried out. I gripped the back of her neck with one hand and propped up her firm little ass with the other. 

"Together?" I whispered into her ear?

"Oh fuck yes, do it." She whispered back.

I pounded her pussy like I wanted to break her back, each time trying to find a new depth and a little bit of that glorious pain that comes with fucking so hard you nearly bend your cock sideways. Jennie's voice had been reduced to cries and gasps for air as her insides opened up for me and her juice gushed out. It had slicked her backside and my middle finger found her tight little asshole. Without hesitation, I slipped it inside and that was when the bomb exploded. 

"YES!" she screamed. "OH FUCK YES!" 

Her pussy clamped tight and I felt the rush as my cum started pumping into her. I grabbed her tight ass cheeks and pulled them apart and she grabbed mine, forcing me to stay inside as we both came all over and into each other. 

When the last shocks subsided we rolled apart and I looked up. Tammy was leering off the bed at us, or so I thought until I saw her bite her lip and shudder. She had rediscovered the little vibrator. The humming stopped and we all lay there, Captain Lee and I on the floor and Tammy on the bed.

The sounds of Miles were gone and the silence that surrounded us was only permeated by the breath of three thoroughly fucked people.

"Hey Jack." It was Tammy.

"Yeah, Sarge."

"Is there any Chianti left?"

"Good question." I replied. "I am a bit parched."

"Stop fucking with Jack." Retorted Jennie. "Drinking red wine makes you horny and we'll be at this all night."

"I know." Said Tammy in a sinister voice.

I looked down at the aching, half-hard warrior between my legs. "Medic!"