Disclaimer: Like all lit stories this one would fit in multiple categories. This story has threesomes (M/M/F), exhibitionism, and lots of light bondage. If those aren't your thing, stop now and find another story.
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(Thomas)
"Wow," I said. "Who the hell is that?"
My best friend Dean looked up and followed my eyes to where I was looking.
"Oh her, that's Sgt Alanza, she's hot as fuck, she's actually been in the battalion longer than you. Works in admin."
"Damn, how'd I miss her?"
"She was on deployment when you got here and got back right after you left on your deployment."
I nodded, our deployments were for a year each so we could technically have been in the same battalion for two years without actually ever having seen each other. On top of that our battalion numbered more than 1,200 Marines in multiple companies so it was easy for a person not to know at least half the people serving.
Still, it was hard to imagine this girl not being known by everyone. We were on a grassed area next to one of the main gyms on base. It was roughly the size of three football fields. Our battalion was about to do an annual Olympic games style physical training session. There was more than 500 people here from the battalion, all fit Marines with their customary swagger but even so this girl stood out. She reminded me of Vanessa Hudgens but better, she was a hand width shy of six feet tall with a ponytail of long black hair that went to the middle of her back, she had a balanced swimmer's physique with obvious muscle tone. She was wearing tight pink spandex booty shorts and a black sport bra encasing C size boobs, she wore black athletic shoes and knee-high pink socks with white unicorns on them. Her eyes were large, liquid blue, and exotically slanted, giving her a natural sultry look, and her skin was darkly tanned with lighter tan lines peeking out from her outfit.
I watched her from a distance the rest of the day but through bad luck never had an opportunity to go talk to her. I recognized a friend from her group though so I made a mental note to talk to her and find out more information.
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My professor had a boring voice, which really sucked because I found the subject interesting but he delivered the content in such a monotone steady voice that it was hard to concentrate. As usual I was reading different chapters from the textbook while he was talking.
One page caught my eye, like and commonality. "The results of the meta-analysis indicated that both actual similarity and perceived similarity had a large effect on attraction overall. In other words, when participants in research studies had actual things in common with partners and were more similar to them, they found that partner more attractive. Also, when participants simply thought that a partner was similar to them, even when they were wrong, they found that partner more attractive too."
Inspiration struck me, I needed information. I needed to find out what I had in common with Sgt Alanza. The question was, how?
My bachelor degree was business with a minor in marketing. I took psychology as an elective because I liked it and I wanted to specialize in understanding people to better help business. I figured by combining a little mind analysis into everything I could get ahead of the game. I'd recently created a survey for customers of a business, the first step in figuring out what the customer wanted. A lot of businesses offered the same type of gimmick, if you look on the back of most fast food receipts, you'd find a coupon survey that gave you free food or whatever for giving them info. That's what I needed to do, I had to form a survey and get Alanza to take it. I needed to know what her interests were, that way I could figure out how to talk to her.
How would I get her to take the survey though? I needed somebody else to help, then I an idea. Alanza has been at the games with a woman I already knew. I could use a web service to host a survey, offering a gift card for completing it. If I could get our mutual friend to complete it, she might be willing to recommend it to Alanza.
Perfect! Now I needed to create a survey.
I spent the next few days creating a comprehensive questionnaire, I included everything, hobbies, goals, sexual desires, career paths, etc. I showed it to a fellow grad student and had him help me edit the questions, I told him it was for my thesis. Even as I said that I realized I wasn't lying, this project would be ideal for my thesis. No matter what happened, success or failure, I'd at least have a good school project to run.
It took two weeks before I was ready to act. Now to start playing some Jedi mind tricks. I contacted my friend and casually asked her for a favor. We met at lunch and I told her I'd give her $25 restaurant gift card to complete a survey I'd created for school, she laughed when I told her about it but agreed. I figured somebody like Alanza would stand out since they were both sergeants in the same section. I asked her if she knew anybody else that might be interested and she mentioned a fellow female sergeant that she worked with. I made sure to tell her about the gift card, I'd created a setting that allowed me to send her the gift card only after my survey was complete.
"It'd be really great if you could get her to take the survey too."
"Do you need to meet her?"
Casually I said, "Naw, just get her to fill it out, I don't need to know who it is."
A day later I had my friend's survey, I decided not to read it, but I did save the information to my computer just in case. Now all I had to do was wait.
Another day passed and I checked my inbox, I had an email from my survey service. I saw that the email was from alanza_usmc.
Perfect, she'd filled out the survey.
It was hard to contain my excitement, I felt like a teenager that had just gotten his girlfriend topless for the first time. I opened up the survey and read her answers to the questions provided.
Wow!
I was in love. I really needed to go through all the questions but at a quick glance this was the girl of my dreams. On key things she was perfect for me. She was into sports, she was athletic, she liked to hike and ride motorcycles. I'd answered my own survey and then charted everything, we had multiple crossings of the same interests. In so many ways we were close, but the real goldmine of information was her sexual interests.
Question: Are you an exhibitionist?
Answers started from, "I'm a nun," to "They're lucky I wear clothes to work." She'd picked the latter. Underneath that were specific exhibitionist behaviours, her answers made my jaw drop.
Skinny dipping by self: All the time.
Skinny dipping with others: Not sure why I even own a bikini.
Willing to go to topless or nude beach: See above.
Wear thong bikini: That's all I own. Seriously, I refuse to have any other tan lines on my ass!
Strip poker: Is there another kind of poker? Been there, done it, will do it again.
Nude pictures: Playboy should pay me I've taken so many.
Nude selfies: My exes could publish an illustrated karma sutra book, EACH!
Other exhibitionist tendencies: I like to wear flowing skirts on windy days and consequences be damned. Also, bra's suck!
It got better as I continued to read, in the sexual activities portion I made up she really let loose.
Threesome: Done with another girl, really want to have two guys!
Lesbian sex, give or receive: Both.
Bondage: Love it.
Ways you like to be tied: Spread eagle, hogtied, chair tied, in a car, in public, with multiple people.
Gagged: Ballgagged is sexy.
Blindfolded: On occasion.
Favorite sexual positions: Doggy style.
