Duty-Bound - part one - Sex Stories

Duty-Bound - part one

... fuck!" He spurted up into her mouth. She had her lips tight around his thick cock, and she wanted to save it all. She wanted to swallow all of his seed. His fingers tightened on her head, and he was fucking up now, fucking her mouth, and she wanted it. She drank his juices, gulping again and again. Then she giggled, and kissed him, giving him a taste of himself. She liked to play with her lover. "That was so good, babe. Let's get going. We have things to talk about, and plans to make." "Okay, Sergeant. You lead, I'll follow. But you do know I'll be giving a lot of the orders for what's coming up, right?" "I expected that sugar. You're in charge now. Make your plans, and I'll make sure they happen. Anyway, I know you have something to tell Molly about tonight. Let's go babe." They drove back to Schofield Barracks. Not all the way, because Ashley lived off base with Molly. Jacob took her to her apartment building, and got out to walk her to the entrance. They kissed good night, and then parted for the time being. Ashley made her way up the second floor and opened her apartment door. As she entered she heard Molly yelling out loud. At first, her instinct was to go into battle mode. But she quickly decided what she was hearing was actually Molly in the throes of passion. She had heard that before, many times. She giggled. She had news, but she wanted Molly to have her fun. No need to spoil it for her. She put her stuff down on the dining room table, and moved down the hall to ...

... the bedroom. The bedroom door was wide open, and all of the lights were on. Molly liked to see what she was doing when playing with a friend. Ashley looked around the door jamb and saw her room mate being used. Molly liked to be used. Her playmate was a naked man with a broad back, and tight ass. He was pushing his whole body, forcefully, at Molly from the rear. He had one hand grasping her hair tightly, and the other was slapping her ass. Ashley could see how red it was, and how much Molly was enjoying getting roughly fucked by her friend. The man was crying out too. "Jesus, fuck, you're so fucking tight. Ah shit, good fucking, good fucking. You love it? Yes? Tell me. Make me believe it. You love me fucking your ass. Ah shit, fuck, fuck, fuck." "Yes, yes, unh, unh, unh. Good god...fuck me harder. Fuck yes. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me." Ashley went and took her clothes off in the bathroom. She put on a robe, and went back out in the hall. Molly was still getting fucked, and still begging for more. But at last her playmate could take no more, and he had to submit, and give her his come. It had aroused Ashley, actually. Her pussy was wet. It was often wet. That was the way she was. But she had her man now. He would be enough. "Feel it, Molly girl. Feel my come. Ah fuck....ah, ah, ah, ah." Ashley went into the living area and sat down to read a book. About ten minutes later Molly and her friend came out of the bedroom and down the hall to the living area. He was fully dressed. Molly ...