Dear diary,
I got absolutely drilled by the sergeant, and I've never had anything like it!
It all happened yesterday, it was our third day of boot camp. I never thought I’d end up here, but mommy and daddy thought that it would be best if I got 'disciplined'. I think its bullshit, but I guess since I’m 18 and I still stay in their house, then I've got to do what they say right?
Anyway, I got into trouble at school. Some boy was giving one of my friends crap so I went up to him and gave him a piece of my mind. I must have gotten a little carried away because I ended up slamming him against a locker. I don't know why I did it, but I can't lie, the feeling was kinda nice. I got sent home later that day, and I had to go straight to my room to throw my hands down into my panties to relieve myself!
Boot camp had been boring. They just tell you what to do and when to do it, with the hope that you'll begin to take responsibility for yourself, but I did that anyway so I don't see what the hell the problem is. It was all boring, except for the Sergeant.
Sergeant Connor was about 6"3 and pure muscle. It was clear he had spent every working day of his life training his body, and it really showed. He looked like he was carved out of marble, like an ancient statue. His arms almost broke through his uniform and his chest spread out and pressed into the fabric of his army get-up. I can't lie, he was the hottest man I'd ever seen. He was much older than me, but somehow, I knew I’d be able to make him mine.
I was easily the best looking girl in our division. The first night when we all showered, I got complements left right and centre about how firm my ass was. It was pretty flattering. They all said I had the ass of a dancer, so perky and firm. I had done some athletics earlier on in school, and that had carried me through into our senior year. My tits weren't bad too if I say so myself. They weren't huge, but fit nicely into my black lace c-cup bra, and they were nice and firm. Firm enough to get the sergeants attention, and that was turning into my sole intention.
The day of the drilling, we had to wake up at 0600 hours to go for our morning jog. I had risen a little bit earlier and managed to stay silent enough to get changed into little white panties and a little white bra. They were lace and tickled me as I put them on. I admired my little figure in the mirror. If I could really get something going with the sergeant, he would absolutely tower over me.
I got back into bed and pretended to wake up when everyone else did. I got changed into my army uniform but loosely did up my buttons that came over my breasts. Then we went for our jog.
The sergeant greeted us with the early dawn and we set out on our jog. The team leader set out in front, and the sergeant trailed behind, making sure to keep the slow people up to pace. I started in the middle and then slowly paced back to the back of the group of girls.
"Don't lose too much pace Hannah" the sergeant said sternly to me. I loved the way he gave commands. There was no hesitation. He knew what he wanted and he didn't have to beg for it. We all respected him even aside from the formalities of being in the camp. He was a bold and strong man and you couldn't help but gravitate towards him.
"Sorry" I said.
"Sorry, what?"
"Sorry Sir!" I said. A smile ran up over my lips. I loved making him mad. Even at this hour in the morning, I was starting to perk up and feel warm all over.
I kept a reasonable pace, but made sure I was at the back of the pack. As we were jogging, I slowly edged my khaki pants down, ever so slightly down my back. The slow bobbing of my ass gently tugged them down, inch by inch, until the top of my lace thong panties was showing on my skin.
I could hear the Sergeant breathing before, but now I noticed deepening exhalations, like he was beginning to lose his fitness. I knew that wasn't the case, I knew it was working. I kept this up for the remainder of the jog, and the sergeant didn't say one thing.
I hiked my pants up when we finished our jog and begun our morning exercises. It was push-up time.
"All right ladies, I want you to drop to the floor and give me fifty, now!"
I made sure that my buttons were loosened around my top as I dropped down to start my pushups. As we bobbed up and down, the clasps unhooked, and my bra, as well as my plump little breasts were exposed for the sergeant to see.
As he walked back and forth amongst the line of girls, I looked up at him, trying to see whether he had noticed, and boy had he noticed! I didn't even need to see, I could tell by the fact that he stopped and grunted when he came past me. I darted my eyes up and caught a glimpse of him. I thought that I’d catch him looking off guard, but his face was as emotionless as he had ever been. I began to wonder if he had even seen these beautiful milky tits. Nevertheless, I continued exposing myself, hoping that he had.
After our morning routine, we would usually have breakfast. I was making my way into our quarters when I heard my name being called. It was the sergeant.
"Hannah, report to my office immediately after breakfast."
"Yes sir!"
I couldn't think about anything else while we ate. I tried very hard to keep myself under wraps but I'm sure there was a smile on my face the whole time. Girls to the left and right of my prophesized what I had done wrong, and what was going to happen. Maybe I was going home they wondered? Maybe I had to stay even longer? That last suggestion I thought, wouldn't be so bad.
After the meal I hesitantly made my way inside the sergeant’s office.
"Lock the door Hannah."
I clicked the latch shut and locked the door. The sergeant was looking out from his window, his back facing me. He was so upright, and his hands looked so large, I just wanted him to grab me then and there.
"So, Hannah, do you know what I've called you here this morning."
"I'm not sure sir."
"Really, you have no idea?"
"No sir, no idea." I was playing with him, clearly I had an idea, but I wanted him to get mad, I wanted him to punish me.
"Hannah, do you think this camp is some kind of game? Do you think that your parents front up money to send you here just so you can do whatever you want? That's not how it works, and very soon you are going to realize that you can’t get away with everything because you're pretty and you're young."
I was barely paying attention to his speech I was so fixated on his broad shoulders. I could hardly stop myself from reaching down and touching myself. I replied. "Yes sir. Thank you sir."
We waited like this for what seemed like an eternity. Eventually I asked. "Can I go sir?"
"Not yet Hannah. Obviously you know I've noticed you, noticed your little tricks. That underwear you're wearing, that's not allowed on this camp, you are to wear army issue gear at all times. Do you understand?"
"Sir, yes sir!"
"Very well." The sergeant turned around to me, and for the first time on this entire camp I saw emotion on his face. A seductive smile had crept across his face.
"Your bra Hannah, take it off. I'm confiscating it." He stood there, eyeing me down. I deeply inhaled, not because I was afraid, but because all my fantasies were coming true.
I started to take my hands down to my top but the sergeant spoke again. "Excuse me Hannah, please address me before you act out a command."
I looked at him. "Yes sir!"
I couldn't help but smile back as I started to unbutton my top. I threw it down on the floor as the sergeant closed the blinds to the window. When he turned around to see me again, I had my hands behind my back, unclasping my bra. He fixed his gaze firmly at the heaving of my breasts and the way they pushed out over the top of my bra as I pressed my arms like I was. I unhinged the bra, and let it fall to the floor next to my shirt.
There I was, standing in front of the sergeant, completely topless. I could feel deep within myself that I was starting to get wet. My nipples reflexively perked up and became firm in the cool air. Little goose bumps crept on to my skin. I brought my hands down to my breasts to gently massage them, but the sergeant stopped me.
"Hannah, you do not move until I tell you to move, do you understand me?"
"Sir, yes sir!"
"Good. Now, your panties, remove them, I need to confiscate them as well."
I slid my hands down to my pants, unbuttoning them and letting them fall to the floor. I noticed the goose bumps were on my thighs too. My ears perked up as I heard him speak again.
"Turn around soldier."
"Yes sir."
I turned around. My ass was completely in his view now and I heard an audible groan. I imagined he was looking right at my thong. Noting the way that it pressed itself against my ass, and the way it cupped and pressed my pussy too.
"Now remove them soldier.
"Yes sir.”
I curled my fingers into my panties and draped them slowly down my legs. I felt them run over my thighs, down my calves, and over my ankles, until they were bunched on the floor. I let them in the pile of clothes next to me.
"Stay bent over soldier.
"Yes... sir." I was beginning to get very wet now. I wanted him to take me as his. I wanted him to do to me whatever he wanted. I listened, and heard him approach me from behind. I stood bent in front of him, my ass perched out before him.
The sergeant approached from behind and slowly pressed his fingers onto my thighs. I tingled with his gesture and began buzzing with expectation. He drifted his fingers up my legs and over my ass. He began to circle his fingers into my inner thighs and I started to quiver. I got the courage to ask him.
"Sir?"
"What is it soldier?"
"Permission to touch my breasts?"
"...Permission granted soldier."
I brought my hands to my breasts and gently massaged their mass and nipples. I loved the feel of their tender flesh in my hands. I lightly gasped as the sergeant brought his fingers up to my mound. He pressed down firmly and my gasp became louder. He then grunted with primal delight, sliding this thumb up my moist slit. I found it hard to keep my balance and I quaked with delight. His thumb pressed up against my throbbing clit and I moaned even more as he started to rub me in firm circles. He held me with such strength and command that I couldn't help but get swept away in him. I tried to mimic his touch by pressing down firmly on my own breasts.
As the sergeant continued to rub his thumb against my pussy, I felt strong warmth emanate from inside me, as he brought two fingers deep inside my wet hole. I bit my lip, trying not to let out too loud a scream. I loved the sensations that the sergeant brought, pressing deep within me in crescendoing thrusts. His touch felt so secure, and it brought no end to my pleasure.
With the sergeants other hand I felt him clasp my hips and push down with immense gravity. He held me in this fixed position and I was unable to move from his sheer force. His fingers grew stronger and faster, but every action was completely disciplined and choreographed. I writhed in ecstasy until it was too much to bear. I let out a heaving moan as I crumbled in blissful orgasm. I felt my pussy wrap around the sergeants capable fingers and my hands came smacking to the ground, as I was unable to keep myself leaning up any longer.
"You blew it soldier. When did I tell you to do that?"
"Sorry..."
"Sorry what soldier?"
"Sorry sir!"
"This is serious Hannah, you're going to have to work hard to pay me back for this. I don't take insubordination lightly. Turn around and get on your knees."
I stood up, turned around, and bent down on my knees. I was panting still from the sensations and my nipples pricked up in the air. I could still feel the wetness of my pussy stirring and convulsing in orgasm, but I knew I needed to go on. I wanted to give the sergeant everything he ordered. I wanted to be a good soldier for him.
I looked up at him, and he looked down at me. I noticed in my peripheral vision that there was an immensely large bulge appearing from his pants. The sergeant brought his big hands down to them, and unbuckled his trousers. As they fell to the floor, this bulge made an even larger impression on me, as it bulged through the thin layer of his briefs. The sergeant then pulled these efficiently off his solid waist and I was greeted to the biggest cock I had ever seen in my life. It stood erect and pointed out directly toward me. Its posture was even as good as the sergeants own posture! I could feel saliva start to well in my mouth as I begun to hunger for that giant cock to be mine.
"Soldier, you are to take my cock in your mouth, is that clear?"
"All clear sir!"
"Well, what are you waiting for?"
He brought his throbbing member close to my trembling lips, and I opened wide to receive him in all his deliciousness. It was so big that it barely fit in my open mouth, but I tried as hard as I could to receive him. And also, he was so tasty that I couldn't help myself!
I brought as much of him into my mouth as I could, pressing down on his cock with my lips and dragging him back and forth in my mouth. I could tell from the way that he cocked his head back that I was doing a good job, but it wasn't over yet. I brought my tongue all the way up his shaft, tasting every inch of his throbbing cock. I stroked and tickled it with sweet lashes of my tongue, and strands of saliva webbed between us.
"Soldier, use your hands too."
I brought my hands up onto his cock, grasping around his shaft, and cupping and massaging his balls. I worked my mouth and hands in a wonderful choreography. I massaged him, pulled on him and sucked on him, in thrusts and crescendoes that grew stronger with every minute I was allowed to taste him.
I kept sucking and tasting him until I heard a gasping and exhalation from the sergeant. This is how I knew he was ready to explode. The sergeant reached down and grabbed my silky hair in his capable hands, forcing my head over his cock. I felt a rush of molten magma escaped his cock in orgasm. His sweet seed flowed into my mouth and I glowed with happiness. I looked up to him smiling. He looked down, and gave me another order.
"Soldier, you are to swallow every last drop of that, do you hear?"
I looked at him with my big eyes and let out a big gulp. I licked my lips and sucked on my fingers before letting out a very satisfied "yes sir."
"Well done soldier," he told me. "But this is only part one of your lesson. Meet me back here after dinner for further instruction."
***
The whole day I was in a daze. I kept tasting the inside of my mouth, hoping for any tastes of the sergeant.
I hurried my dinner and made my way back to the sergeant’s office. This time I did not greet the sergeant in his formal uniform. Instead, he was wearing a night time robe.
"Hello soldier. Are you ready for your instructions?"
I smiled with glee. "Yes sir!"
"Very well. Undress yourself, and get lie down, chest down, on my desk."
I got undressed in a similar manner to how I had done before. All the while the sergeant looked on expectantly. I could see the faint outline of a bulge growing in his pants and I knew that what was going to come would be the most important lesson he could give me.
I lay down on the desk. My plump breasts pressed into it and my ass popped up into the air.
"Very good soldier, you're learning. Now, move back so that your legs are off the desk."
I moved back and rested my feet on the grown. My pussy was on its glorious display, for the sergeant to see. I was dripping with desire.
"Good soldier, now face ahead and wait further instruction."
He approached me. I could feel the warmth of his body emanating from behind me and I felt shaft and secure. I heard his robe fall down and hit the floor combined very shortly after with the firm pressing of his hands against the small of my back. My ass arched in the air, ready to receive him.
"Hannah, you are going to get fucked be me, do you copy?"
"Loud and clear, sir!"
I felt a deep surge of pressure as the sergeant pressed himself inside me. His huge cock worked its way into my tight pussy and I screamed with a mixture of pleasure and pain. I felt like I might be broken apart, but I felt ready for him, and ready to receive what was coming. I wanted it more than anything.
His cock pressed inside my and against every fiber of my womb. I prickled and buzzed with sensation and my pussy wrapped around him. He slid effortlessly against my wet slit and began taking me in deeper thrusts. I was throttled by the weight of his force and my breasts heaved in reciprocity to the fucking that I was getting. I moaned and groaned in bliss.
His hands came to clasp my hips firmly and he used them as an anchorage point, pulling himself into me with the strength of his arms. One of his hands also brought its way up to my hair and pulled it back, jutting my chin out to the sky. I could hardly contain myself but I wanted to keep myself from cumming until the sergeant was ready.
Briefly the sergeant pulled himself from out of me, and brought his tongue down to my pussy. He began tonguing me furiously with hungry licks that tasted my slit completely from top to bottom. I could feel him tasting every ounce of my and I almost let myself go then. He slid his tongue off me and forced his cock into me once again.
His hands coursed their way around my body, pressing on my hips, my thighs, my ass and up my back. I felt him deep within me. Every fiber of my being pulsed and beamed with a glowing hormonal urge to take him in his fullest. The sergeants thrusts grew harder and faster with every pound of my aching pussy.
The sergeants grunts grew fuller as well and his breathing became a heavy pant. Finally, when I felt on the brink of absolute erotic implosion, the sergeant came. His cock engorged and released silky jets of cum inside me that filled every portion of my womb. I contracted and ached in orgasm as the sergeant held me down with him inside me. He pulled himself out of me and came in streams that released on to the gentle curves of my back and ass. I could feel every individual load hit me, and it warmed my skin in sweet warmth.
I writhed and wriggled in newfound ecstasy. The sergeant had brought me a completely new language of sex and I was absolutely drunk in pleasure.
The sergeant's hands played a while on my back, toying with my ass and massaging me. At last he said.
"Well done soldier. We start our next mission at 0600 hours tomorrow."
The End