My phone rang out of the blue the other day. A number I was unfamiliar with showed in the caller ID box. I knew, without knowing, who it was, the MP from the other night. I started not to answer it, but I had to admit he fucked me hard, and fast, and long... my pussy betrayed me and started tingling. I answered the phone
"Hello?"
"Hello Slut, remember me?"
Oh GOD do I remember you, you fucked me silly. "Yes, Sir"
"Good, I want something from you. Can you guess what?"
"Sex Sir?"
"STOP calling me Sir, if you have to use a title at least use Sergeant like you're supposed to."
Why did he intimidate me so much?
"Yes Sir...Sergeant. I'm sorry."
"That's OK, now, what do I want from you? And don't use nice words either bitch... say it nasty."
"Umm, you want to -- umm..."
"C'Mon, say it!"
"You want to fuck me?"
"That's right... ever been with a girl? I bet you have -- a slut like you wouldn't mind eating pussy would you?"
"No, Si.. Sergeant. I mean, I have been with a girl before."
"Good, I want you to eat some pussy with me tonight. I'll pick you up at 7:00 at your house. You CAN be ready in 2 hours right?"
"Yes Sergeant I can."
"Good see you then."
With that he hung up leaving me wet and curious. What the hell did he want? Who did he think he was calling me like that? That fucker... screw him I won't go. But in the back of my mind I wanted to go so badly. I wanted him so badly. I wanted to feel his cock inside me again... and if I got to eat some pussy too why not? I started to get ready.
At 6:15 I realized I should have waited a little longer to get ready. Was I anxious? I still had to pick out an outfit to wear for the evening. Knowing what he had in mind I figured accessibility was the key. I got out my new black thong panties, a tight spandex mini skirt and a white, man's dress shirt with a thin white bra. I dressed and looked at myself in the mirror. I didn't look right. I knew what he wanted; why not give it to him. I stripped the panties off and found a thinner white shirt. I would never wear it without something under it under any other circumstances -- but I was going to get fucked. This wasn't a date after all. I removed the shirt and bra and replaced them with the sheer white shirt I had in my hand. My nipples were clearly visible through the shirt. I liked it. I still had 40 minutes to wait. I fiddled with the waist band of my skirt, rolling it made the skirt shorter, nearly revealing my ass cheeks. I knew he would like that. I went back and forth finally settling on having it rolled and shorter. The next matter for my mind was the buttons on my shirt. One open, two open, all of them open... I settled on three - A little too daring for daylight, but just enough for my Sergeant.
I stood outside waiting for him. The night air was cool and my nipples hardened against my barely there shirt. As the time drew nearer my sexual excitement grew. I could barely keep my fingers off my pussy. I wanted to rub out an orgasm right there on the sidewalk while I waited. At exactly 7:00 he pulled up to the curb. I opened the door to get in. I wasn't surprised to see him in uniform. I wondered briefly if he had underwear on tonight. I knew he didn't.
"Hi, you look great. Are you wearing panties?"
"No, I didn't think you would want me to."
"Good girl... let me see."
He reached across the seat and slipped his hand between my thighs. I spread them involuntarily. He lightly brushed my pussy with his fingers and little electric shocks shot through my clit. He brought his fingers to his nose and inhaled.
"Mmm, nice."
I blushed, I have no idea why but I did. He did something to me that drove me simply insane with lust. I wanted to suck his cock until we got wherever we were going I wanted him so badly.
"I like the shirt too, seeing your tits like that is a nice touch."
Compliments? From my Sergeant? I nearly fainted. I never expected that.
"Can you be rough with another girl?"
The question caught me off guard
"What do you mean?"
"I mean can you be a bitch to another girl? You know, order her around and be kind of mean?"
"I suppose so, why?"
He told me how he had met a young blonde with beautiful breasts and a nice body. He wanted to make her feel like she's never felt before so he wanted us to be a little rough with her at first to see how she does with it. If she likes it as much as I did we were to keep pressing until she seemed scared or no longer excited.
"Can you do that?"
"Yes, I think so."
He stopped abruptly and kissed me hard on the mouth. He forced his tongue into my willing mouth and our tongues swirled briefly. I was breathless when he pulled away.
"God you are such a hot bitch. I want to fuck you right here, right now, but I think the wait will be worth it."
I was soaked. God I wanted him too, right then and there, but he was right.
We pulled into a hotel parking lot after a few minutes. He got out and as I opened my door he said
"No, sit..."
I did, only to see him come around and open my door for me. As I stretched my right leg down to plant it on the ground I saw his gaze fixed on my crotch.
"Is that the only reason you opened my door?"
"Get out" was his reply as he grabbed my hair and roughly removed me from the truck. I smirked, knowing I was right.
He opened the door to the room and there she sat. She was a very pretty young blonde woman wearing a large white t-shirt, presumably his. She was sitting on the bed facing the door with her legs open wide, her shaved pussy clearly visible. I assumed he told her to wait for him in that position. Her young body was tight and firm. Her breasts, though large, stood up proud. She had small nipples for the size of her breasts. Her flat stomach tapered into nicely shaped hips. Her legs were strong looking and trim. I wanted her. She looked at me; her eyes were ablaze with half fright and half excitement. I knew she would love what he had in store -- what WE had in store.
"This is my friend, you don't need to know her name, you only need to know that she is bisexual. She would like you to say hello to her kitty."
The girl looked confused until I hiked up my skirt and spread my legs a bit. Just to prove I could be mean I pointed at my pussy and said "Now!"
She walked to me and dropped to her knees in front of me. My pussy was soaking wet already. All I wanted was his cock inside me, but I knew this would pass the time quickly.
"Have you ever eaten a girl before slut?" I asked her.
My tone and word selection surprised me. I liked this.
"No Ma'am, I haven't."
"Aww, a virgin -- how cute... Get started."
My voice was confident and commanding