Do Your Duty - part five - Sex Stories

Do Your Duty - part five

... their gear and weapons, and Lovall was released. She caught a bus out to her off base apartment with Private Donahue. "Ashley! How was the Range training? No problems? Get some good pictures?" That was Molly, her room mate, and fellow combat photographer. "It was fine. No problems. Lots of pictures. I'll be getting them developed this coming week. Give me a kiss, sweet friend." The two kissed and then, smiling, they went in to their bedroom. Ashely was glad to be home, and eager to play with Molly. But first she needed a shower. She had to wash the grit and grime off of her body. "Can I help you get cleaned up, Ash?" "Sure baby. Climb in with me and scrub my back." Both girls stripped, with Molly giggling, and got into the shower together. With the soap lathered up Molly started rubbing Ashley's breasts, and down around her hairless pussy. Ashley was smiling as she returned the favor. Soon Molly was on her knees, with the water cascading down on her red hair, Her mouth was glued to Ashley's dripping slit, and Ashley's hand held her head as she fucked her pussy against Molly's face. She came quickly, but needed more. "Let's finish up here. I'm clean enough little girl. I want to do something in the bedroom." "Okay Ash. What're you gonna do?" "Get your ass in there. You'll get what you need and what I want, okay sweetie?" Naked, they went into the bedroom. Ashley had a pixie cut of dark hair. Her tits were luscious looking. Molly had sucked them many times. Molly's titties ...

... were smaller, and conical. Her hair was kept shoulder length, except when on duty. It was rather curly. Both girls kept their vulvas clean of pubes. They agreed that licking pussy was hot. "Get up on the bed, little slut." "I will Ashley. What do you want me to do?" "Just get on her hands and knees, cum slut." "Hey, you're the cum slut, you whore." Molly giggled. "Okay, we're both cum sluts. Now spread your legs. You need a good fucking." Ashley had been putting on a strap on she had pulled from a drawer. She spread K-Y over the dildo. Then she got up on the bed, knelt down, and slowly but surely fucked her friends dripping pussy. Slowly at first, as Molly leaned back to accept more of the thick fake cock. Then she reached forward, grabbed Molly's hair, pulling her head back, and began ramming that pussy hard and deep. Molly cried out, begging for more. As she pumped her friend's pussy Ashley was actually thinking of Sgt. Anderson. She was imagining him fucking her wet pussy. As she thrust into Molly she almost could feel herself being fucked by him, and her pussy was tingling, wishing he was here. She had never really felt this way before. She wanted him. In many ways. She kept ramming Molly, and Molly was crying out, as both girls began coming from their fun. As they lay together afterwards Molly asked about the exercise. Ashley was hesitant to tell her about her sexual experience. Something made her shy. They had told each other everything in the past. Now she was reticent. ...