7 comments/ 25915 views/ 2 favorites Girlie Girl, Office Cunt By: BabyGirlPrecious I stretched out in my big bed, fluffed my pillows and lay into them on my back. I so enjoy my bedroom and the energy that remains after fucking all night long. I love the scents that linger, and the taste of cum still on my lips. I played with my nipples, making them hard, and I lifted my right tittie to my lips and sucked. Yes, there was cum on my titties, too. Dried, true – but yummy! I heard a slight rap on my front door, announcing someone's entry. Oh, joy! More fucking! Kenneth appeared at my bedroom door, a wide smile on his face. "Hello, my Precious Fuck, my Sweet Cunt! I've missed you so much. I hope you don't mind that I did not call ahead." I patted the bed and crooked my index finger. "I would love to have you in my bed this morning, but I haven't had a shower, yet, Kenneth. I still have cum on me from last night's party. But, will you come and lie with me for a bit?" "Oh, Girlie Girl!" he said, moving swiftly across the room, and stretching out next to me. He kissed my mouth softly, then with increased pressure, finally inserting his tongue and letting me suck. I felt his hands slide across the top of the blankets. I heard his feet hit the floor, and, without removing his lips from mine, he half-stood and pulled the blankets off my body...and stretched out again next to me. "I need and want to feel your body, Girlie Girl. You are my very, very naughty girl, and I love everything about you!" His lips traveled down my neck while he fingered my cunt, and he buried his face between my big titties. He kissed and sucked my right nipple, knowing it is connected directly to my wet and swollen clit. I moaned and writhed beneath his expert touch. "Really, Kenneth," I interrupted. "You know I like to be fresh for you when we fuck. Let me get into the shower and come back squeaky clean. I'll be just a few minutes." "Girlie Girl, a few minutes is all I have," he replied. "Lots of things happening at the office today...which is why I stopped by. Much as I'd love to wait for you and fuck you all day, I have to get going." I sighed. I delight in Kenneth's visits. They are few and far between. Because of his work. Because of his obligations. Because of...well, his family. I don't want him to change anything for me, because I am not ready to make a commitment to anyone. But of all the men who come by my apartment to play and enjoy me and all that I share, Kenneth is my favorite, and I enjoy spending time with him more than anyone else. More is the only quantity I know when I want Kenneth. His cock is so very thick and firm, and fits my cunt perfectly. He is an expert fucker, and he tongue-fucks Precious like she was created especially for him. When he leaves me after a session of heavy petting and fabulous fucking, I daydream about him, wishing he would return. So I did what comes naturally to me. I unzipped his fly and sucked his cock until he came in my mouth. When I was finished, I lay my head on his chest and felt his arms encircle me. He ran his fingers across the top of my head several times. "Girlie Girl, I came to see you because we're having a huge change at the office. Even though we're only a small leg of the company, I've been given carte blanche to increase morale – no holds barred. We have had such a high rate of employee turnover in the last six months, I have been told to do whatever it takes to encourage the men to stay and not seek employment elsewhere." I looked into his eyes. "I don't understand," I said softly. "What does that have to do with me?" A smile spread across his face. "I want you to come to work for me – just for two weeks, or maybe a month, Girlie Girl. I want you to be my OC – my Office Cunt. You will be in charge of the other women, teaching them by the example you set. If they do not want to stay after they learn what will be expected of them from this point on...well..." His voice trailed off. "You're going to put sex back in the office! How wonderful! What a fabulous idea! Oh, Kenneth...and you thought of me – your naughty Girlie Girl!" I threw my arms around his neck and covered his face with kisses. "Now, understand, my Precious Fuck. You will be compensated very well. Plus, every time I call you into my office to suck my cock or to let me fuck you Girlie Girl style...or, for whatever reason, you will get a bonus." "And what do I wear, Kenneth? You know I cannot tolerate a lot of clothes and stuffy office attire. Ugh! That's just not me." "Please, Girlie Girl. Wear what you like. Bring all your costumes. I am not hiring you to change YOU – I am hiring you to change US! I want you to be all of who you are, every day, right in front of our eyes." You will have your own bathroom with a lock on the door, and a closet to hang all of your things. I would like to see you change into several outfits each a day. I jumped off the bed and clapped my hands, my big titties bouncing with joy. This would be such fun! I get to play all day, every day, with a huge audience of employees and vendors – PLUS, Kenneth will fuck me several times each day! Wow! Girlie Girl's dream come true! "You're absolutely certain I will have no trouble with the women. They may not take to being instructed by me. You have had them working for you for so long, Sweetie." "I had an office meeting yesterday and told them you were coming. I told them to be prepared for anything and everything." My eyebrow shot up. " Uh, I was fairly certain you would say, 'Yes'. I hope you don't mind." I shook my head. "I also told them the changes you bring are mandatory, Girlie Girl. It's your way or the highway. Their choice." I clapped my hands again and kissed his mouth. I pulled his arms around me and he held on to my bare ass, stroking and playing. "If we don't stop right now, Girlie Girl, I will have to fuck your cunt after all! My cock is getting stiff again! And I must get back to work!" I turned my lips down in a pout, then put my finger in his mouth and licked the corners of his smile. "Just one little Girlie Girl fuck, pretty please, Kenneth. I want to feel you shoot inside of me, while your hands play with my ass." Kenneth kissed my mouth, turned me around and bent me over my bed. His cock was ready and dripping, and he slipped it in my wet and swollen, very ready cunt. He fucked and fucked, like it was our very first time together, playing with my asshole and stroking my cheeks. We came at the same time and he fell on top of me, so spent. "You see why I want you at the office, my Precious Cunt! You are the very best. If I cannot resist you, I know the men in the field and in the warehouse – as well as the office staff – will fall in line very quickly. Just use that same magic on everyone!" I entertained men the rest of the morning and afternoon as they called and set appointments to see me, or just dropped in. I felt very fortunate to have found my niche in this world, doing what I truly love, and making a fine living at it. I let all of them know I would be out of commission during the daylight hours for the next two weeks or so, and reminded each of them that I still love being fucked in my sleep – "So, please, be sure to come 'round whenever you can!" The next morning, after my shower, and after styling my hair and applying my makeup, I laid out five of my favorite costumes to take into work. And what did I choose to wear for my latest entry into the construction corporate world? An open tittie bra, black lace crotchless panties with garters, black lace stockings, and a very sheer white blouse to go with my itsy bitsy skirt. The skirt was so short that the very bottom edge of my ass cheeks were visible. Perfect! I got dressed, put on my sneakers, and bagged my four-inch heels. I would put them on as soon as I arrived at the office. It was about a 20 minute drive on the freeway. I loved driving with the top down on my Z-4. My hair blew in the breeze, and the other drivers got a fabulous gander at my big titties through my blouse. It was a wonderful day to drive to work! When I arrived at the office, slipped on my heels, and walked through the door, the front desk receptionist stood up. She took one long look at me, starting with the top of my head, all the way down to my heels. She stood up, came around her desk, and put her hand on my elbow to lead me back to the door."I'm sorry, Miss. You must have the wrong office." I extended my hand and said, breathlessly, "Hi, um..." – and I looked at her nameplate – "Jenny. I am Girlie Girl. And I am here to change your life!" She let go of my arm, and dropped into the nearest chair. "YOU are Girlie Girl? Do you realize that what you're wearing is most definitely not office attire?" "Oh, Heavens, yes! And soon you will be dressing just like me, Sweetie! You're going to love it!" Jenny got up, walked to her desk, opened a drawer and pulled out her purse. "You can tell Mr. Kenneth that I quit! No notice, no anything, and I don't care! I'm not putting up with this shit at work!" "Whoa!" I said, and I extended my arm out, placing my hand on her shoulder. "Your pay is being increased substantially, Jenny! And work is going to be fun from now on. I promise you. And the costume? It's for morale purposes. Granted, it's also what I love to wear. See how the silk in my blouse makes my nipples perk up? This keeps me excited and ready all day. I brought more costumes, and you're about the same size as me. Why not try one on?" "You don't understand, Girlie Girl. I am a good woman! I don't like to do bad things. And..." Jenny quieted down, dropping her head. She sucked in her breath and sighed. "God, I really need this job. I cannot quit another job! "And you say the pay raise is substantial? Really?" I nodded. "Very substantial, with bonuses." I unbuttoned the top three buttons on my silk blouse, and exposed my big titties. "The first thing I want you to learn, Jenny, is to be comfortable with my titties. You will be fondling them a lot, whenever men come into the office. You will stop whatever you're doing when that front buzzer sounds and men walk in. I will come in here to talk to you as a pretense, with my main intent to get their attention. And when I bend over to say something to you while you're at your desk, I want to you unbutton my blouse just like I did now, and either play with my nipples while I talk to you, or suck my titties. Like it's the most natural thing in the world. Can you do that?" Jenny nodded slowly, her finger in the corner of her mouth like she wasn't really sure. She fingered my left nipple while she sucked my right nipple. "Oh, my! They are so perfect and soft. But I don't have big, luscious titties like yours, Girlie Girl. Just these little things, and she lifted up her sweater to show me. Her bra was structured like armor, covering all of her pectoralis muscles, as well as her breasts. "Well, the first thing you're going to do for yourself, Jenny, is order new bras. Sensual, sexy, preferably open, like mine. For now, however, why not just take that monster off and toss it in the trash!" She reached back to unhook her bra, slipped her arms out of her sweater, and tossed the damn thing into her garbage pail. I played with her nipples until they were excited, even sucked them until I heard her moan, and when she pulled her sweater back down, her nipples protruded through her sweater. "Voila!" I said. "That's the way to show off your titties, Jenny. And your panties, please? I want you to work at your desk for the rest of the day without panties. Just to try it out and see what it feels like, okay?" Jenny nodded, slipped out of her panties, and the phone rang. As I stepped into the hallway to introduce myself to the other two women in their cubicles, I heard Jenny say, with a real smile on her face, "Good morning! Kelly & Clark Construction. How may I help you?" Girlie Girl, Office Cunt Ch. 02 The women's nameplates were attached to their wall of their cubicles, so I knew who they were before they knew me. Marge and Justine looked up in shock as I sashayed slowly toward their desks, my titties exposed. Marge reached for her phone, screaming, "Call Security! And quick!" I waved my finger in the air back and forth. "No, no, Marge." And I stepped into Justine's cubicle. She was frozen in place, looking trapped. "Don't worry, Justine. No one's calling Security this morning." And I knelt down next to her desk so we were at eye level, but Justine's eyes were focused on my huge, erect nipples. "Hi there, Sweetie. I am Girlie Girl, and I am here to teach you how to have fun at work. Are you interested?" Marge flew out of her cubicle, put out both hands and braced herself at the opening of Justine's. "No! No! We're not doing this! Tell her, Justine! Tell her we will quit first!" I placed one hand over Justine's white-knuckle grip on the corner of her desk, and reached my hand out to Marge and said, ever so sweetly, "Marge, there are three well-qualified women in my circle of friends who are waiting for you to walk out of here, just so they can have your job. You will lose your seniority, your benefits, and -- most important of all -- you will lose your only opportunity to finally enjoy your job as a woman...with complete and utter respect, while finally having the best time you've never had before. Are you going to let that pass you by, again?" I slowly stood up, wriggling my alabaster ass -- and in my four-inch heels, I towered over both of these women. I spread my legs and lifted the front of my ever-so-short skirt. Neither of them spoke. I was certain they were still in shock at my exposure, my calm, my smile and my positive energy. With painted nails, I spread my cunt lips open and fingered my clit. "This, Ladies, rules my life." I inserted one finger inside. "And this is Precious, my perfect cunt." I withdrew my finger and waved the aroma in the air. "It is this subtle fragrance that drives men mad with desire. You have it, too." Ever so gently, I guided Marge (her mouth open, with only little tiny puffs of air coming out), into the chair in the corner of Justine's cubicle. I bent over the corner of Justine's desk, laying my titties at her fingertips. I spread my legs, lifted the back of my skirt, and displayed my beautiful alabaster ass. I looked over my shoulder at the two women. Their faces were red. They didn't realize they were holding their breaths. "Justine. Marge. Please. Exhale slowly. Inhale through your nose. Exhale slowly again." They could not take their eyes off my beautiful ass. "This is my playground. When men fuck me from behind, Ladies, I call it 'Girlie Girl style'...and now, the men know to call it that, too. The men love to fuck my Precious cunt in this fashion. I am not a dog. You are not dogs. The men are not dogs. And when we really release all our fears, all of our imposed inhibitions, and all of the indoctrination we have received since childhood, we are finally able to admit just how much we really love to fuck, and to be fucked. "And, Ladies, this is your time to learn these things. With freedom, with abandon...and very, very excellent pay. "I urge you...I challenge you...to expose your titties -- no matter what size they are, and to free your cunt to feel and experience everything for which it was created." Marge stood up, quickly. "I HATE that word, cunt. It's disgusting!" "Only if you allow it to be, Marge. It is a choice." "But...but...my husband calls me a cunt every time he gets mad at me!" I stepped forward to put my arms around her. She fell into them and began crying. "All the more reason for you to claim who you are in this manner," I said, softly. "He could just as easily call you anything else and make it sound just as disgusting, just as demeaning. However, this," and I touched my cunt again, "and this," and I touched the same area in the front of her skirt, "really is a cunt. Let me teach you how to use her to her fullest capacity, and to your utter delight. I stepped back over to Justine's desk, put my hands on Justine's shoulders and asked, "Do you mind if I move you back just a bit, for a few minutes?" Justine shrugged her shoulders, shook her head, and I pushed her chair away from the desk. I cleared the papers on her desk out of the way, and moved the computer keyboard. Then I planted my ass on the side of her desk and scooted backwards so I could lie down, bring my knees up, and plant my feet flat. I spread my legs open. "If you have never really seen your cunt, please feel free to examine Precious up close. She is so very lovely. I keep her trimmed, with just enough hair remaining to keep the lips from sticking to my thighs when I walk." They both hesitated, looking at each other, then at me. "It is really okay," I said to them. "I would love to touch your big titties. Your bra is so lovely. " Justine offered. "Mine are so awfully small. My husband tells me all the time he wants me to get a boob job. I hate the way he makes fun of me." "Well, may I see your titties, pretty please, Justine?" Justine stood and unbuttoned her blouse. She was wearing a non-descript sports bra that flattened her chest even further. She removed the bra and put her blouse back on, leaving it unbuttoned. Her titties were small, and her nipples were very big, and very lovely. I crooked my finger to her and she came closer. I slowly stroked the furthest edge of her titties, slowly twirling my fingers until I reached her nipples. She gasped for breath. "Allow me to tease them, pretty please?" and Justine leaned over. I let my tongue encircle one nipple while my fingers played with the other. I softly kissed and sucked. Marge took a couple of steps forward and spread my crotchless panties, playing with the juices that were dripping from my cunt. I felt her lift her fingers away and heard her sucking them in her mouth. Seconds later, her lips were on my cunt and eagerly tasting what most intrigued her. Justine, meanwhile, began moaning and writhing next to my face, so I slipped my fingers into her panties and found her swollen clit. I played with it and she came quickly, howling like a cat in heat. She, in turn, placed her right hand on Marge's ass and began stroking. Apparently Jenny had called Kenneth to notify him of my arrival. We had not heard his footsteps on the carpet. He now stood at the opening of the cubicle, witnessing all of this to his utter delight, and shooting photos. Justine and Marge were so mesmerized that they did not hear the click of the camera or see the flash. Kenneth tapped Marge softly on the shoulder, and she looked up at him in a daze, her mouth covered in my cunt juices. "I love this, Ladies. I am so very proud of you. "Marge, your pay just doubled -- and with a full day at the spa during the work week. I wasn't sure you had it in you to participate so fully." Marge lifted her dress and stepped out of her granny panties. "I'm not wearing these ever again." Kenneth smiled at her and said, "I think that's great! I opened an account at Touchables for you, Marge and Jenny. Buy all your bras and panties from that site from now on. Make sure they're open tittie bras, and crotchless panties, like Girlie Girl's. "And, Justine -- Sweetie! Your nipples are beautiful. What perfect titties! Would you mind showing them off to the truck crew in the cafeteria at lunch time?" Justine blushed and smiled. "You really think they're beautiful?" "Absolutely! The men are going to go crazy for you! "And you just doubled your pay, too! But don't go to the spa on the same day as Marge, though. Need to keep up the appearance of you girls working hard!" Kenneth placed his hand around Marge's waist and slowly pulled her away from my cunt. "Do you mind if I have a taste? I cannot miss this opportunity!" Kenneth bent down and buried his face into my spread legs, sucking my clit. Justine went to work on my nipples, and in nothing short of ninety seconds I squirted all over Kenneth's face. He lapped at my cunt lips and laughed at the mess I had made on his shirt. "Mmmmmm. I'm going to smell like Girlie Girl all day! I best get in the shower and change my clothes or the men are going to be following me like a pack of dogs!" Marge cleared her throat and said, shyly, "Um...would you mind if I took a shower with you, Kenneth? I would love to know more about fucking Girlie Girl style." Kenneth's eyes opened wide and he stood up straighter. "Really, Marge? Sweetie, if you think you're ready for this, I would love to be the man to show you how it's done. I've always wondered what kind of magic your cunt holds. "Yes! Yes, we will do that right now. And I've heard Girlie Girl has brought several costumes with her for you to try on, too. It would bring me a great deal of pleasure to return later to see you dressed "appropriately". Marge snuggled up to Kenneth, took his hand, and they walked off together toward the shower, laughing and talking. I slid off Justine's desk and put my arm around her. "You did really great, Justine. I am so very proud of you." Justine dropped her head and smiled. "You made it so easy, Girlie Girl. I cannot remember ever enjoying who I am the way I did this morning. And I want more. So much more! Please show me what you know! I will follow all of your instructions!" Jenny popped her head into the cubicle and said, "Ladies, the men are all headed toward the cafeteria. I called and had lunch catered in, so we only need to show up and have a good time. Let's get our asses in there and show these fellas what's in store for them!" Justine saw the way Jenny was now dressed, and she looked down at her plain skirt and blouse. She put her hands in the air and cried, "I can't go out to the men dressed like this!" "Sure you can, Sweetie. Pitch that sports bra. You can leave your blouse unbuttoned and just tie it here at your waist -- that way your lovely nipples are in full view and very accessible. Pull your panties off and unbutton your skirt from the second button all the way to the hem. Now the men can slip their hands inside and feel your ass and finger your cunt! "After lunch you can go through all the outfits I brought with me, and choose whatever suits you're fancy." I knew the men had absolutely no idea -- not even a hint -- of what was about to happen to them and for them in the cafeteria. Even walking down the hall with Jenny and Justine, we could hear them coming in the back door, pulling the chairs out around the tables, and the chatter about the catered lunch. And we were their dessert! As we walked into the cafeteria, we heard whistles, catcalls...and then, incredible applause. I stepped away from Jenny and Justine and said, "Hi, Fellas! Please -- liberate your Johnsons!" Girlie Girl, Office Cunt Ch. 03 With my big titties exposed from my sheer blouse and open-tittie bra, and my oh, so very tiny skirt that left little to the imagination, I climbed up on one of the long lunch tables, on my knees. My alabaster ass was exposed, and I made certain my legs were spread far enough apart that my Precious cunt could be seen as I crawled passed the men. I looked into all of their faces as I moved slowly to the center of the table. Mouths were gaped open, their eyes were popping, and -- because I know what I know -- I could almost smell pre-cum dripping off the ends of so many of their cocks. And my mouth watered to taste all of them! I heard chairs scooting back from the other two tables, as the men came closer to watch. I looked into their eyes and said, very slowly, "Yes, touch me. Slide your fingers in my cunt. Play with my ass!" I felt hands on me, timid at first. Then more stroking. I stayed on my knees while they touched. Someone stood and kissed my bare ass, his mouth so close to my cunt I could feel his hot breath. I felt fingers slide into my crotchless panties from the opposite side of the table. "Are you boys ready for lunch today? Well, Jenny and Justine and I will be your dessert! So, all you fellas eat hearty...and save room for us! "Ladies, come on over here and show the boys what is in store for them!" Jenny and Justine giggled and fairly skipped across the room to the table. The men were mesmerized with accessible titties and cunts and asses...and very, very friendly women. I raised up into a sitting position, and put my big, luscious titties into a mustached face. "And what's your name, Sweetie?" "Uh...uh...Max. Name's Max." Max cleared his throat and his knees started bouncing against the table. "This guy's as nervous as a coon in a trap," I thought. "Here, Max. Suck my nipple..." and I moved my tittie to his lips. His mouth opened and his tongue circled my large, hard nipple, then his lips began to suck. He reached around and held onto my ass. The room erupted in absolutely insane whooping and applause from the rest of the men. Justine stood between two men on one end of the table, each with an arm around her waist, and Jenny was sitting on the lap of a big, burly guy with a red beard, stroking his face and wiggling her little ass all over his lap. I put my hands on Max's face and gently pulled him off my nipple. He tried to come back in for more, and I admonished him with a wave of my finger. "Later, Max. I promise!" "Now, Gentlemen. Please stand and liberate your Johnsons. The fella under Jenny's ass shouted, "Do I gotta? I mean, right now? Jenny's got me all worked up and hard!" "And that's what we want to see, Sweetie -- your beautiful hard cock. Let him out!" Jenny stood up from his lap, pulled him to his feet then dropped to the floor in front of him. She threw a smile over her shoulder to the rest of the men and winked at me. Very slowly, teasing him with her eyes, her smile, and her lovely little titties, Jenny unzipped his khakis, unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pants, and pulled out his hard, dripping cock. Then, without saying a word, she stood up and bent over from the waist, raised her skirt up over her ass to expose herself to the crowd, and without a moment's hesitation, slid her mouth onto his cock. He held her head while she bobbed her mouth back and forth, up and down. There were hands on her ass from the men at the table, fingers in her panties, hands on her thighs. Certainly more men touching her, fingering her cunt, than she'd ever known. Red beard hollered, "Oh, my God! I'm going to cum!" And Jenny pulled her mouth off, shook all the hands away, turned around with her back to him, and said, bending over again from the waist, "Spray it on my butt cheeks! And rub it in!" Thirty-five men gawked -- hungry, hard, filled with lust. The youngest men in the group were jacking off, unashamed or embarrassed. Red beard squirted cum all over Jenny's ass and shouted, "Free at last!" Even above all this noise, I heard another voice in the crowd. Someone was clearing his throat...loudly. I looked across the room at the doorway into the hallway, and there stood a young man in uniform, holding his cap. His eyebrows were raised in a questioning stare and he kept looking back over his shoulder. I clapped my hands and asked everyone to quiet down. I slid off the table to walk over to the stranger, his mouth gaping open -- and, as I sashayed across the room, all activity behind me came to a halt...except for the hands smearing cum on Jenny's ass, that is. "Hi, Sweetie," I said, drawing my finger down his face and across his chin. "Anything I can do for you?" He looked over his shoulder again then back at me, and cleared his throat once more like it was a nervous habit. "Uh, I don't know if I'm at the right place or not, Miss. Clearly you're having a...um...a celebration of some sort. I hate to interrupt, but I was on my way to maneuvers when my truck hit an oil slick in the road and I'm in the ditch out front. My cell phone is dead and I would like to use your phone, if I may." Max bellowed from across the room, "Man in uniform, just like my son in Iraq! I say we help him out, Fellas, and turn these girls over to him, first. Anyone disagree with me?" "Really," he said, clearing his throat again. "I appreciate your generosity, but if I could just use the phone." Kenneth walked into the room behind him, with his arm around Marge's waist. "Nonsense! Max, Greg...you men get the tow truck and haul this fella's truck out of the ditch. Marge, please set him up with some grub, and..." "Kenneth, the girls and I will keep him entertained in the meantime." I smiled and batted my lashes in Kenneth's direction, and reached out for the Sergeant's hand. Kenneth grinned from ear to ear. "Ah, Girlie Girl. Give him your very best!" I looked at the sergeant and asked, "You shy, Sweetie? Hungry for what we have to serve? Surely you have time to ... eat?" I opened the buttons on my blouse and fully exposed my luscious titties. I looked over at Marge, Justine, and Jenny and cocked my head in his direction. The girls almost flew next to me and spread open their blouses for his benefit. He looked from one set of titties to the next, not sure where to start. The men still in the room were cat-calling and woo-hooing, egging him on to choose one of us. The sergeant held up a finger, searched quickly for a chair, and sat down. He closed his eyes and held his face up, and we crowded around him to rub our titties in his face. His tongue was out, running across our nipples as he whipped his head back and forth. He had titties in his eyes, on his cheeks, his chin, and in his ears. His left hand was on my ass, his right hand on Marge's. Jenny dropped to her knees and unzipped his fly, freeing his hardened cock. She tapped me and said, "I want to watch you take care of him, Girlie Girl." "Oh! I'd be delighted to demonstrate, Jenny! I looked up at Kenneth. "Camera, please? We should commemorate this moment of 'Supporting Our Troops'. For the bulletin board? No face shots, except mine. Don't need to incriminate anyone but me!" "Ladies, keep your titties in his face, and please make room to let me sit on his lap" They gave me just enough space to bend over with my ass to him, and I slid my hot, wet cunt slowly down his hard cock. He grasped my hips as I lowered myself onto him. I heard Kenneth's camera click several times, and smiled my best and brightest smile. Kenneth's lips grazed my ass as he came in for a close up of my Precious cunt riding this big, hard cock. I felt the an increased momentum of the sergeant's hips riding my cunt, and his hot cum filled my insides. "Ho-ly Shit!" he hollered. "Damn, Girlie Girl! You've turned me into an eight-second rider! "Ladies, I LOVE your titties! Whew!" Jenny, Justine, and Marge each bent down to kiss his mouth and wish him well on his journey. Jenny wiped his cock clean and zipped up his pants. Marge took his hand and walked him over to the lunch table. He turned back toward me and asked, "Girlie Girl, may I have the pleasure of removing your panties, and may I keep them as a souvenir?" I crooked my finger in his direction and spread my legs. He knelt down in front of me and slowly pulled my panties down around my ankles, licking my cunt and kissing the insides of my thighs. I held onto his head while I raised first one foot and then the other as he removed my black lace crotchless panties. He stood and placed them in his shirt pocket and kissed me on the mouth. Kenneth was busy behind him, shooting photos, and the women turned their titties and attention to the rest of the crew. Morale was definitely at an all-time high...and this was just the beginning!