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Basic Training
by Ann Douglas (ann_douglas@hotmail.com)
***
The worst thing about basic training, at least in Gia's
humble opinion, was the lack of sexual relief. Although
it only lasted six weeks, it seemed like an eternity to
her. Many nights she could hear a few of the girls
pleasuring themselves in their beds. (FF, d/s, military)
***
After five and a half weeks of sharing her quarters with
50 other girls, Gia Mazzini found the long empty bays
unnaturally empty as she walked through them. It was the
first time since she arrived at Lackland Air Force base
over a month before that she had been totally alone.
Still there was something to be said for privacy.
Everyone else was spending this fine warm Saturday in
San Antonio, enjoying their first off-the-base pass.
Gia, unfortunately, had pissed off her Sergeant enough
to be assigned Dorm Guard duty instead. As if the empty
quarters really needed guarding! She could understand it
at night, when the Dorm Guard stood the traditional fire
watch, but during the day it was just wasting time.
The worst thing about basic training, at least in Gia's
humble opinion, was the lack of sexual relief. Although
it only lasted six weeks, it seemed like an eternity to
her. Many nights she could hear a few of the girls
pleasuring themselves in their beds. Sometimes, in the
middle of the night, she would see someone get up and
sneak off to the bathroom. A few nights pulling a shift
as Dorm Guard told her that they were more interested in
privacy than use of the common facilities. It was on one
of those nights that she had watched Holly.
Holly Wellington was 18 years-old, six years younger
than Gia. In many ways, they were as opposite as two
women could be, both in physical attributes and
personality. Holly had light, almost pale skin, coupled
with straight blond hair that hung as long as military
regulations would allow. Even then, it was always tied
up in a bun.
Gia, on the other hand, had very short curly black hair,
short enough that they didn't even have to cut it when
she reported in. In addition, her skin was a rich olive
brown, the result of a mixed Mediterranean heritage. Gia
was also a good half foot taller at 5'9", and had a bust
twice Holly's B-cup.
Gia was self confident and aggressive, while Holly was
somewhat passive. Gia was from the big city while Holly
was from a small town. In every way, Holly was the type
of girl who made Gia's panties wet every time she saw
her.
Gia Mazzini had known she was interested in girls as
well as guys since she was 15 years old. In fact, her
first three sexual experiences had been with other girls
in the neighborhood. She found it to be a great
advantage.
Too many of her friends had been knocked up or worse,
simply because they were horny and their boyfriends were
all too macho to use a condom. She and her best friend
Maria used to double date all the time. Many nights
they'd sent their boyfriends home to jerk themselves
off, then spent the rest of the night taking care of
each other.
It was one of those old girlfriends from the
neighborhood that first suggested joining the Air Force.
Older than Gia, Angela Martin had been in the service a
little over five years now and loved it. She had assured
Gia that there were plenty of opportunities to be with
other women, as long as you were careful about it.
Standing there at the head of the empty sleeping bay,
Gia hoped Angela had been telling her the truth. She
definitely couldn't take four years without the touch of
another woman. Not when just a few weeks was driving her
out of her mind.
Sliding her hand past the waistband of her dark blue
pants, Gia thought about the night two weeks ago when
she caught Holly playing with herself in the bathroom.
It had been two in the morning when she watched her get
up. It was the fourth time that week Holly had made a
bathroom run in the middle of the night.
"Either she has an incredibly weak bladder," Gia
thought. "Or something's happening in that bathroom that
I might be interested in."
She gave Holly five minutes, more than enough time to
take care of an actual nature call. The large communal
bathroom was removed from the twin living bays by a long
hall. Gia tried to walk as quietly as she could as she
traced Holly's steps. She also turned off the flashlight
that she was normally supposed to use to make her
rounds.
Stepping into the bathroom, she quickly checked the
shower room. Gia really didn't expect to find her in
there, but you never know. Walking over to the long row
of bathroom stalls, Gia bent down and looked down the
length of the room. Sure enough, Holly was in the last
stall. Gia took that as a good sign. By common
agreement, the girls were supposed to use the first
stall by the door if they had to go during the night.
That way, one of them could rush in there and clean it
if someone pulled a surprise early morning inspection.
That had happened twice already this month.
"I guess the last stall has the most privacy." Gia
thought as she quietly walked down the row.
The tall woman paused one stall from the end and
switched on her flashlight. Then in a single motion, she
pulled open the door and shone the light inside. It
revealed exactly what she had hoped to find.
Holly sat on the bowl, her back pressed against the tile
wall and her legs stretched out in each direction. Her
green PC T-shirt with 3708 BMTS stenciled across it was
pulled up over her small breasts as one hand played with
her right nipple. Her white panties were dangling around
her left ankle. Her eyes were tightly shut and she had
three fingers deep inside of her lightly haired pussy.
***
"What's going on here?" Gia asked in an authoritative
voice as she shined the light in Holly's face.
The look on Holly's face was one of utter mortification.
The color drained away so rapidly that Gia feared for a
moment that Holly might faint.
"It's okay." Gia said quickly, trying to calm the girl
down. "I just thought something might be wrong since you
were in here so long." she lied.
Only Holly's passive nature and relative inexperience
let Gia get away with what she was doing. Gia knew that
if one of the other girls had burst in on her while she
was getting off, she would've been quick to tell her to
fuck off. Either that or ask her if she'd like a lick.
"It's okay." Gia repeated gently stroking Holly's hair,
worn loose during the night. "You weren't doing anything
that we all haven't done at one time or another."
"Really?" Holly asked as if other girls doing it had
never occurred to her, making Gia think that maybe this
might not be such a good idea after all.
Then she looked down and got her first really good look
at Holly's almost hairless pussy. The older girl had
never heard a female version of the phrase "a stiff dick
has no conscience" but if one existed it would
accurately describe how she felt right now.
"There's nothing wrong with making yourself feel good."
Gia soothed, taking hold of Holly's hand and
repositioning it back over the damp cunt. "If I'd known
what you were doing in here, I'd never have bothered
you."
Holly smiled with trusting eyes, her apprehension now
gone.
"In fact," the dark haired woman said as she held
Holly's hand and gently rubbed it against the girl's
clit. "I'd even have been willing to help you a little."
"Help me?" Holly's whisper was a mixture of curiosity
and confusion.
"The way that many women help each other when there's no
men around." Gia continued to massage Holly's pussy with
her own hand. "Would you like me to show you?"
Holly hesitated for a few long moments, doubtlessly
recalling, Gia thought, the speech they were given when
they first entered basic about the military's
prohibition on same-sex relationships.
"It's not like we're lesbians or anything like that."
Gia reassured her. "We're just friends helping each
other out. Many girls do it. I've seen them."
While Holly sat wondering if that little piece of
information was indeed true, Gia upped the ante. Gently,
almost too subtle for the girl to notice, she slid her
hand under Holly's and began rubbing a middle finger
against the younger clit.
The experienced touch evoked an immediate response.
Feeling Holly's resistance to her presence fade away,
Gia slid her index finger into the younger pussy. With a
practiced skill she began to twirl that around as well.
It was too late for Holly to think rationally. Gia's
ministrations had taken control of her body. Oblivious
to anything but the warm sensations emanating from her
pussy, she leaned back once more and enjoyed the small
climax that wasn't long in coming.
A soft moan escaped Holly's lips as Gia felt the love
tunnel contract around her fingers. It had only been a
small orgasm, but it was enough to show the advantage of
having a friend.
Not wanting to press her luck, lest someone else need to
use the bathroom, she quickly helped Holly compose
herself and sent her back off to bed. The older woman
had to fight the temptation to kiss the younger, but she
knew that would come soon enough if she played her cards
right.
Standing alone in the empty lavatory, Gia happily licked
Holly's juices off her fingers. She looked forward to a
time she could sample that sweet nectar at its source, a
day she was sure would soon arrive. She had seen it in
Holly's eyes.
***
"And today was supposed to be the day!" Gia cursed
silently. In the past two weeks the two women had stolen
precious moments together, each time being just a little
more adventurous than the last. Gia had even managed to
kiss Holly full on the lips a few nights ago, an act
that she had always considered more intimate than
licking out another woman's pussy -- not that she
couldn't wait to do that with Holly either! She had told
the girl that they should use their brief pass off base
to get an out of the way motel room where they could
really consummate their relationship. To her delight,
the younger girl had eagerly agreed.
"Damn Sergeant Alexander!" Gia thought. "The bitch has
had it in for me since day one, and was just looking for
an excuse to stick me with the duty today."
Elayne Alexander had been in the Air Force for 19 of her
37 years. The new recruits didn't even had a chance to
unpack their bags before she appeared in the barracks
and announced she didn't know what their candy assed
recruiter told them, but here at Lackland, this was her
Air Force and her word was God. The sooner they
understood that, the better they'd all get along. She
also told them this was her last training Flight as she
was going on to a new assignment in England after this,
and she wasn't going to stand for anyone ruining her
perfect record here at Lackland.
Gia had commented softly and wryly, "I joined the Air
Force not the Marines."
Sergeant Alexander heard it anyway and the new recruit
had spent her first night scrubbing toilets.
Back home, in her own neighborhood, Gia might have tried
to take someone like Sergeant Alexander out back and
beat the crap out of them. Unfortunately, she knew that
sort of behavior wouldn't work in the military.
Besides, she wasn't so sure she could take the Sergeant
in a fight, at least not a fair one. The redhead was
just an inch taller than Gia, but a lot more muscular.
Gia doubted there was an ounce of fat anywhere on the
drill instructor's body, an opinion recently formed from
a firsthand look.
Last week, after they had come off the obstacle course,
all the girls had hit the showers before the afternoon's
activities. Normally, Gia loved the time in the showers
and the opportunity to check out all the other girls.
She made it a habit to be next to a different girl each
time. Aside from giving her a variety, it also helped
her keep her studies unnoticed. The one girl she never
showered next to anymore, however, was Holly. She didn't
trust herself not to stare at that soft young body she
would soon possess.
Turning that afternoon to peek at Kathy Summers under
the shower next to her, Gia got her shock of the month.
Only a few feet away, standing as nude as she was, stood
Sergeant Alexander.
Gia thought it strange that the non-com was showering
with the girls. After all, it wasn't like she had just
run the obstacle course. Having gotten a good look at
her antagonist, however, she wasn't about to complain.
The image of Elayne Alexander in the raw totally blew
away the macho butch image Gia had formed of her. That
image had been of a woman who would've fit right in with
those muscle-bound weight lifter types she had seen on
ESPN. The type that looked more like men than women.
The reality was a soft, yet muscular body that had both
perfect tone and all the feminine curves. A near prefect
pair of rounded 34 inch breasts stood out as the older
woman ran a soapy hand around them. Turning to face the
other way, she revealed an ass just as perfect. Gia
wished she could reach out and touch it. Quickly she
reminded herself that she didn't want to be seen staring
and turned the other way.
Around her, she could hear showerheads being shut off as
some of the other women finished their showers. Wanting
one more look, she dropped her washrag and turned in
Elayne 's direction to pick it up -- only to find
herself inches from the Sergeant's crotch.
"Oh God!" She gasped wordlessly as she looked right at
it. "It's shaved."
"Looking for something?" She heard Sergeant Alexander
asked. A few of the closest girls also turned at the
sound of her voice.
Recovering quickly, Gia picked up the washrag and held
it up for all to see. Alexander glanced at it a moment,
then faced away and ignored Gia.
"Finish it up ladies! We've got other things to get done
today." she called to the few women still in there as
she shut off the water and stepped out the door.
Gia took a few moments to compose herself, then followed
the other girls out.
***
"She might be built like Wonder Woman, but she's still a
bitch!" Gia said to herself as she made an entry in the
logbook. The same entry she had made every hour for the
last four. Nothing to report.
She was just about to start another useless survey of
the empty bed bays when a knock sounded on the door. Her
first thought was that it was Alexander or one of the
other Sergeants, stopping by to check up on her, better
yet, to catch her in making a mistake that might get her
sent back in training.
"Sir, may I see your authority to enter?" she asked
automatically, remembering the challenge she had been
taught.
The proper response was for the person attempting to
gain access to the dorm to show their identification
card. Occasionally one of the Sergeants would attempt to
get in without showing it. They did this in a number of
ways, most of which were quite intimidating. Already
three of the girls in this Flight had succumbed to the
barrages of angry shouts and opened the door. They were
all now repeating several weeks of basic.
Well there would be none of that for Gia, she thought.
The dark haired girl had grown up in a neighborhood
where she'd heard worse verbal threats in the schoolyard
than anything the Sergeants would muster from the other
side of the door. Besides, it gave her a secret pleasure
to see how worked up she could get Alexander or one of
the others. While she stood calmly asking to see their
authority to enter.
When she looked through the small door window, Gia's
composure was abruptly shattered. Without a thought to
the proper procedure, she swung open the door.
"Holly!" She exclaimed.
"Hi Gia." said the young blond girl in the blue dress
uniform.
Gia stepped aside to let the younger girl in. "What are
you doing here? I thought you'd gone into town with the
rest of the girls."
"I did," the younger girl answered, taking a quick look
down the empty day. "But as soon as I got off the bus in
front of The Alamo I knew that it wasn't going to be any
fun without you. So I got back on and came back."
"I'm touched." Gia admitted, surprised to find that she
actually was. After all, it was Holly's body she really
wanted, not her friendship.
"I felt so bad that we couldn't, well you know," Holly
said bashfully, "that thing you promised."
"Yes, I know." Gia replied, noting the slight flush of
embarrassment in the other's face. "I really wish we
couldn't made that happen."
The tingling between her legs accented her words. It had
been a long time since the brown skinned woman desired a
prize so much.
"I was wondering..." Holly mused as she pressed her body
against Gia's. "if maybe ... we could ..."
Gia couldn't believe the daring in her young conquest.
Had she really affect on the young woman enough to make
her take such a risk? She wouldn't have imagined it
possible.
"Holly!" Gia exclaimed as she pushed the girl away.
"Someone might see us!"
"Who's going to see us?" the unusually aggressive teen
wondered. "There's no one else here."
It was when Holly waved her hand to indicate the rows of
empty beds that Gia realized that they were still
standing in the open doorway. What if someone had been
in the hallway beyond?
The brunette stepped out into the passageway and looked
up and down the corridor. Thankfully, it was empty. Gia
thought she saw a blur of motion as she stepped out but
after listening for a few seconds decided she was
mistaken. A few feet down the hall was the door that led
to the twin bays belonging to their sister Flight. The
door was still closed and it's dorm guard could not see
them.
"That could've been very bad." Gia groused, taking a
hard breath as she stepped back inside, this time
closing the door behind her. "You've got to think before
you act."
"Pooh!" Holly laughed. "Since when are you the cautious
type?"
"And since when are you the adventurous type?" Gia
countered. "This seems so unlike you."
"Maybe you've just brought it all out from me," Holly
purred as she again pressed against Gia, planting a
quick kiss on her cheek. She whispered into Gia's ear.
"You've made my pussy so, so wet!"
Holly's casual use of obscenity was equally surprising
to Gia. The blond previously had trouble saying vagina.
Still it was something she had seen before. Back home
there'd been a girl at Gia's high school named Marline
Johanson. In their futures book, Marline was voted most
likely to become a nun. Gia's original suggestion for
the student-run spoof of the yearbook had been "girl
most likely to die a virgin."
It wasn't that Marline was unattractive. It was simply
that she still viewed sex outside of marriage as some
kind of sin. And not just intercourse! She included oral
and even heavy petting in that description.
Well, sometime during that summer after graduation,
Marline must've had an epiphany. One hot August night,
the local police caught her on a raid at lover's leap.
The story went that Marline was in a rather severe state
of undress when they found her. Even more surprising,
were the two young men in the car with her, both in a
similar state of undress.
So, anything was possible. Those possibilities made the
tingle between Gia's legs jump upward.
"I'm still on guard duty," Gia said with disappointment.
"It's not like I can just leave here."
"So what?" Holly grinned, again pressing up again
against Gia. "We have fifty empty beds to pick from."
Gia was shocked "You can't be serious?"
"Oh no?" Holly retorted suggestively. "I'll show you how
serious I am!"
Taking a few long steps backward, Holly carefully undid
the three buttons of her dark blue jacket. With a
flourish, the young blond tossed it to the side. A quick
motion undid the small cloth neck tab and it soon sat on
top the jacket.
"My God, I've created a monster!" Gia exclaimed in her
mind.
But the terror that should have gripped her at that
moment, forcing her to bring this scene to an end,
failed to materialize. Common sense had been overcome by
rising lust. For all of her experience, this naive young
girl had taken Gia captive.
Gia's heart was beating like a jackhammer. At the same
time, it seemed to skip a beat each time Holly's nimble
fingers undid another of the buttons on her light blue
blouse. Half way down the row, she revealed the simple
white of a bra bought at the base exchange. Held tightly
in check by the plain cloth were her small white mounds.
The older woman thought it was the most erotic sight she
had ever seen.
A few more buttons and the blouse joined the jacket and
tie. Reaching behind her waist, Holly undid the matching
dark blue skirt, letting it fall to the highly polished
floor. A kick sent it to the growing pile.
"Do you want me to stop?" the half naked girl asked
mirthfully.
"You do and I'll rip the rest of it off!" Gia retorted.
The flame that had started between her legs now
blossoming into a fire within her breasts.
Holly laughed as she lifted each leg and pulled off her
black shoes. Dropping the last one, she brought both
hands up to her breasts and cupped them.
"I think one of us is overdressed." she mused, rubbing
her thumbs against her nipples, causing them to press
against the fabric.
Without a second thought, Gia quickly undid the buttons
of her green fatigues. Her strip wasn't as erotic as
Holly's had been; she was just in too much of a rush.
But neither of them seemed to care. In no time at all,
the darker skinned girl was down to the same plain white
bra and panties as her friend.
Gia took Holly in her arms, their lips meeting in an
embrace of ardor. Long seconds passed as they enjoyed
the warmth of each other's exposed flesh.
"Maybe we should get out of the hallway," Holly
suggested as she buried her head in the taller breasts.
"Someplace a little less conspicuous..."
The idea of their exposure and possible discovery struck
Gia abruptly, but that realization was strangely more
intoxicating than terrifying.
The 24 year-old hadn't felt anything like it since she'd
given Johnny Allen a blow job in the cloak room during
junior year of high school. In that situation, only a
thin wooden door had separated the young lovers from
fourth period French -- then in session. Gia still
thought of that episode as her favorite "French lesson".
Gia's eyes turned in the direction of the large communal
bathroom, site of their earlier trysts. If nothing else,
it would be the easiest place to explain their nudity.
Holly, however had another venue in mind.
"How bout the couch in the Sergeant's office?" she asked
with a mischievous grin. "I still have the key."
In most male Flights, the smallest guy in the group
becomes the house mouse, the caretaker of the Sergeant's
office. Elayne Alexander thought enough of the tradition
to apply it to the female recruits as well. The smallest
girl had turned out to be Holly.
Situated between the two sleeping bays, the Sergeant's
office had twin doors, both usually locked. In
Alexander's case, the office had a desk, four filing
cabinets, and a large oversized red leather couch.
At first, Gia wasn't sure she liked the idea of using
the office. Then the idea of coming on the Sergeant's
couch began to grow on her. Later it would be obvious to
her that she was thinking with her pussy at the moment,
not her head.
"Okay." She nodded to Holly as the younger girl stroked
the exposed top of Gia's breasts. "The office it is."
Soon as the office door closed behind them, Holly
practically jumped Gia. Her lips and hands were
everywhere at once, never giving the older girl a chance
to think about what was happening. All the brunette
could do was react, and react she did.
With a ferocity she hadn't felt in a long time, Gia
ripped off Holly's bra and panties. The pale flesh
hidden beneath them didn't remain exposed for long as
Gia covered it with her own hands and eager mouth.
Following Gia's lead, Holly, too tore the cheap material
of the larger girl's undergarments. Pinned as she was by
Gia's assault, she could only guide the other's actions
to the area she wanted touched the most.
"Oh yes, Gia," she panted. "I've wanted this so much.
Take my pussy ... Take it and make it yours!"
Gia didn't need much encouragement. She pushed the 18
year-old down on the red leather couch and parted her
legs. The blond framed cunt between them drew her like a
moth to the flame. She'd been dreaming of this for
weeks.
"Oh God yes!" Holly screamed out as she felt Gia's
tongue run the length of her pussy. "Fuck me with your
tongue."
Gia brought years of skill to her task, driving the
younger girl quickly to the edge of the abyss. Holly's
sweat covered body was like an instrument in an artist's
hands -- or in this case, her mouth. Holly didn't think
it could ever get any better than this.
Then suddenly, she thought of a way that it could.
"File cabinet!" she gasped.
"What?" Gia demanded, looking up from her prize.
"File cabinet," the other repeated. "The one at the end.
Bottom drawer... in the back."
Confused, but taken with the urgency of her friend's
request, Gia abandoned her task and followed her
instructions. Her brown eyes lit up when she reached
into the back of the cabinet drawer and found what Holly
wanted.
"What do you know?" the Italian girl breathed as she
held up her prize. "It looks like Wonder Woman is into
toys."
Resting in her hand was a long cream colored vibrator.
It's smooth surface buzzed with a quiet purr as she
pressed the small stud at its base.
Gia brought the new plaything to the tip of Holly's
clit. The blond girl jumped at the touch, then settled
back and enjoyed the gentle pulsation.
With care, Gia guided the throbbing end of her toy down
the length of Holly's womanhood. She could monitor its
progress by the look of pleasure on Holly's face.
Delight flashed to euphoria as the tip of the vibrator
found the entrance to her inner core.
Gia paused a moment, letting the hard plastic become
covered with the lubricating moisture now dripping from
Holly's cunt. With the slightest of efforts and a wicked
grin on her face she pushed the extension of her desire
inside.
Holly exploded as the tiny quakes radiating out from the
battery powered device multiplied and amplified
throughout her frame. Sweat poured from every opening as
the young girl surrendered to the waves of passion. She
was no longer in control of her body, but was also in no
condition to care.
Gina meanwhile had been using her free hand to
administer to her own needs, sliding her nimble fingers
deep inside herself. Fast and as dexterous as she was,
the dark haired woman was unable to keep pace with the
wonder of modern technology and the cataclysmic
explosion it produced in its recipient. Still, her
detailed knowledge of her own body was enough to quickly
produce a satisfying release. A small down payment of
the joy she anticipated when she replaced her fingers
with Holly's sweet mouth.
"Oh God, Gia," Holly cried breathlessly as she leaned
back against the red leather, her damp skin sticking to
it. "That was everything I could have imagined it would
be and more."
"Trust me my little love," Gia smiled as she licked
Holly's juices off the now silent vibrator. "You have no
idea how much better it's going to get."
"Maybe she doesn't," said a loud, strong voice from over
Gia's shoulder. "But I think I do."
Gia whirled her head at the sound. Standing at the open
doorway, dressed in her immaculately starched fatigues,
stood Staff Sergeant Alexander.
"Oh shit!" Gia mouthed wordlessly.
A frigid chill ran through her naked body as Gia saw
that Alexander wasn't alone. Standing just behind her
was Sergeant Stacy Clayton. Shorter and stockier than
most of the MIT's, Stacy had a reputation as a hard
driver and a stickler for regulations. In Clayton's hand
was the dress blouse that Holly had left out in the
hall.
"What did I tell you Stacy," Elayne remarked to her
compatriot. "I told you something was up when I saw
Peaches here sneaking back into the dorm. When was the
last time you ever saw a recruit come back early from
their town pass?"
'I'm afraid you were right." Stacy replied as she
stepped forward and got a better look at the two naked
women.
"I guess the question is," Elayne continued. "what are
we going to do about it?"
"That should be obvious," Stacy declared in a strong
unflinching tone. "Section 925, Article 125 of the
Uniform Code Of Military Justice states that any person
who engages in unnatural carnal copulation with another
person of the same sex is guilty of sodomy and shall be
punished as a court-martial may direct."
"That's true," Elayne said in a tone of resignation.
"And I'm afraid what we both saw certainly qualifies."
"Oh no," Holly cried out as tears began to roll down her
cheek. She had crossed her arms in an attempt to cover
her nakedness.
Gia maintained her stoic silence, but a similar reaction
dominated her thoughts. She couldn't believe she might
wind up in prison for wanting a little piece of ass.
"But I think that maybe we shouldn't rush to judgment."
Elayne said thoughtfully. "Maybe we should take a moment
and try and understand what really happened here. It
would be no great loss to the service if we lost Mazzini
here, but Wellington has been a proven asset so far."
"Regulations state --" Stacy began.
"I know the regulations better than you do," Elayne
interrupted. "But I'm senior here and I'll decide how we
handle this."
"That's your prerogative of course." Stacy's tone showed
her disapproval.
Holly seemed too upset to catch the possible chance that
they could talk their way of their predicament. Gia
however was glued to every word.
"Get her out of here," Elayne told Stacy "Mazzini and I
are going to have a little talk."
"Let's go Wellington," Sergeant Clayton ordered as she
reached down and grabbed the rest of the younger girl's
uniform and tossed it at her. "And for God's sake, make
yourself presentable!"
Holly took just enough time to put on her blouse and
skirt, then followed the Sergeant out of the small
office. Gia followed them with her eyes, sure that an
explosion of Alexander's temper was in the offering.
While she was waiting, Gia reached down and grabbed her
fatigue blouse off the floor. Elayne was watching the
other two women exit and didn't noticed.
"Now did I tell you to get dressed?" she asked in an
authoritative voice when she turned her attention back
to Gia.
At the commanding tone, Gia opened her hand and let the
green garb fall back to the floor. She was surprised how
readily she responded to the conditioning of the last
six weeks. She had obeyed without thinking. It was so
unlike her -- or at least the way she always looked at
herself.
"You think you're hot shit, don't you?" Elayne said as
she stepped to within a foot of the girl standing naked
at attention. "Well this time it's not going to be easy
getting out of it."
The Sergeant paused for a moment to look Gia's body up
and down. For some reason, the action made the younger
girl feel excited, a strange reaction considering the
circumstances.
"The worse part of it," Elayne said as she passed behind
the recruit. "is that you're going to take someone else
down with you. Or do you even care about that?"
Gia figured no matter what she said, it would be the
wrong answer.
"Still, I guess some of the blame does lie with me,"
Elayne continued. "I had more than a suspicion about you
and Wellington. I couldn't help but notice the way you
where checking out the girls in the showers."
The redhead paused again as she stood in front of Gia
again. This time she was obvious about the way she
looked up and down her body.
"I can understand the fact that you prefer the company
of other women," Elayne said surprisingly. "And quite
honestly I don't really have a problem with that. The
Air Force, however, and more immediately, Sergeant
Clayton does have a problem with it."
Gia wasn't sure what the Sergeant expected her to say,
so she just kept silent. She was staring ahead at the
wall chart above the desk when she felt a touch on her
right breast.
"Can't really blame Wellington," Elayne mused as she
cupped Gia's breast. "An innocent thing like that. She
must've been overwhelmed when you came on to her. It was
you that came on to her wasn't it?"
"Yes, Sergeant." Gia answered, realizing that this time
an answer was expected.
"I didn't think otherwise," Elayne continued as she
pressed her forefingers against Gia's nipple. "That's
your style isn't it: aggressive, dominant, always in
control?"
The redhead didn't give Gia a chance to respond this
time as she let go of her breast and brought her face to
within inches of Gia's own.
"But there's one think you should never forget," the
muscular woman said in a slow deliberate tone. "No
matter how big and bad you think you are, there's always
someone bigger and badder!"
The words barely registered in Gia's brain when Elayne
grabbed her naked body and pulled it against her. Her
lips found their mark, crushing the breath out of the
startled Airman.
"I can't believe this," Gia thought as she caught her
breath and recovered from Elayne's forceful kiss. "This
is the same cold-hearted bitch who's been ragging my ass
for the last six weeks?"
"Bet you think you know what comes next, don't you?"
Elayne asked as she stepped over to her desk and sat on
the edge. "You think I'm going to use this little
incident to take control of the situation. To make you
do something you might not want to do."
Gia didn't want to voice her answer, but that was
exactly what she expected. In her mind she weighed the
options. The idea that Sergeant Alexander was into women
and wanted her was a total shock, one that still had her
reeling. Was it worth servicing the redhead to get
herself out of this mess?
She flashed back to the night she blew the two cops who
had caught her red handed when she and Martha Ross had
broken the front windows on Roselli's Bakery. Old man
Roselli had fired Martha that afternoon in order to give
her job to some cousin from the old country. After more
than a few drinks at the local bar, getting even seemed
liked a good idea. Martha had outrun the cops, Gia
hadn't been that lucky.
"If I could do that, I guess I could do this," Gia
thought to herself. "At least Alexander is a fox, those
cops had been pigs."
"But where would the fun be in that?" Elayne went on.
"No, I have a much better idea." Gia cringed at the
thought of what that better idea might be. To her
surprise, it was the last thing she would ever have
guessed.
"What say you put your clothes back on, clean up the
mess you and your little friend made in my office and we
just make believe none of this ever happened? I'll
talked to Sergeant Clayton and no one will ever mention
it again."
Never one to look a gift horse in the mouth, Gia was
already reaching down for her scattered uniform. She
froze in mid-motion when Elayne added to her suggestion.
"Or..." she drew out the syllable. "We could leave your
clothes where they are, and see how you like it on the
receiving end for a change. You never know, you just
might like it."
Gia stood back up and looked at Elayne. For the first
time since that day in the shower she looked at her as a
woman and not just a uniform. A woman that was more than
desirable.
Questions she might never have imagined under other
circumstances flashed through her mind. Could she
imagine herself surrendering herself to a woman as so
many girls had done to her? Could she give up the
control that was so important to her?
In the past, the answer was easily no. Now, standing
naked and vulnerable before the strong woman in green,
she wasn't so sure. The answer had always been easy
because Gia couldn't ever imagine a woman, much less a
man, to whom she might submit. Elayne Alexander radiated
strength and authority in a way she had never imagined.
In the end, the answer she was struggling toward came
not from her head, but from the warm tingle between her
legs. A tingle that instantly blossomed into a bonfire
when she voiced her bodies decision.
"I'll stay." came her reply.
"Excellent." Elayne smiled, her tongue pressing against
the edge of her lips as if anticipating a feast.
She paused a moment and looked at the large clock on the
wall. It wasn't hard for Gia to imagine what Elayne was
thinking. It would be at least a few hours before anyone
got back from town. Plenty of time for them to play.
And even if someone did unexpectedly come back early,
who was going to let them in? It wasn't like she was
going to get in trouble for not being at her post. After
all what were they going to do? Report her to the
Sergeant?
Elayne bent over and picked up the vibrator Gia had
dropped when they were discovered. The top half of the
plastic was still covered with the fruits of Holly's
orgasm.
"When you borrow someone's toys, you really should clean
them up when you're done." She rubbed her finger along
the length of it, causing a portion of the sticky
residue to come off.
For a brief moment, her honey covered finger shone in
the overhead florescence. Then it vanished into her
mouth as she licked it clean.
"Mmmm," Elayne purred as she tasted the treat. "I have
to say, you have good taste in girlfriends. Or should
that be your girlfriend tastes good." She laughed.
It was an awful pun, but Gia couldn't help but smile.
"Why don't you clean off the rest of this for me?"
Elayne said as she handed the toy to Gia. "In fact, why
don't you make a little show of it while I make myself
more comfortable."
"Well if she wants a show," Gia thought as she took the
vibrator in hand. "I'll give her a show so hot that
she'll come in her panties."
Gia brought the tip of the plastic toy up to her mouth
and ran her tongue across it. The memory of how sweet
Holly had tasted filled her mind. But it soon paled
against the thought of how much she wanted to feel
Elayne's pussy pressed against her mouth. In no time at
all, the make believe cock was a clean as when they'd
found it. She held it out for Elayne's inspection.
"Not bad," Elayne said, her tone still in her Sergeant
mode. "It's a pity you couldn't keep your own equipment
that clean."
Elayne took back the now clean toy and laid in on her
desk.
"Why don't you help me with my boots?" she suggested as
she leaned back on the edge of the table and lifted one
booted foot into the air.
Gia surprised herself at how quickly she responded to
Elayne's suggestion. Quickly undoing the laces of her
boot, she eased it off the foot. Then, just as quick she
followed with the other boot. Gently she removed the
Sergeant's socks as well.
If Gia had time to really think about it, which she
certainly didn't at the moment, she would've realized
that Elayne was following the same pattern in
establishing control of the situation as she did when
they'd all first arrived at Lackland six weeks before.
Of course the tasks she had been given in those first
days had not left her as sexually charged. If they had,
she would've been a much better recruit.
"And now my pants."
Gia undid the web belt and clasp, taking hold of the
sides of the fatigues. Her face was only inches from
redhead's sex. The younger woman could almost imagine
she could smell it through the heavy material.
The panties that filled her vision as she pulled down
the uniform pants were as far away from military issue
as could be. They were emerald green, what there was of
them, and covered with tiny embroidered rose petals. To
Gia's delight, they were also quite damp.
Elayne pushed away the pants after lifting her legs out
of them. They came to a rest right next to Gia's
clothing. Kneeling before her, Gia hoped the panties
would be next.
"Now my shirt." the woman said instead.
Slightly disappointed, but pulsing with sexual
anticipation nevertheless, Gia rose to her full height.
Nimble fingers carefully undid the large buttons of the
fatigue blouse. As they came free, the soft white flesh
beneath was more and more visible. Hot as Holly's
striptease had been on this very spot, personally
undressing Elayne was almost enough to make Gia climax
spontaneously.
"Oh God," she said breathed, exposing the large round
orbs, wrapped in a lacy bra that matched the panties.
"they are so perfect."
Her previous view of Elayne's mounds had been much too
rushed to truly appreciate their perfection. Every
sexual urge within her wanted to bury her face between
them. Even if she suffocated right then and there, she
would die happy.
Elayne must've been able to read her mind, or at least
guessed her reaction. With a sudden strong move, she
grabbed the back of Gia's head and pulled it forward.
Before the girl could realize it, her face was pressed
against the woman's exposed flesh.
"Then why don't you get a better look?" Elayne taunted.
The unexpected force added to Gia's delight. Her lips
pressed against the now hot flesh, paying homage to its
artistry. Her tongue took in the mixture of natural oils
and a subtle but rich perfume.
Gia felt like she could rest between her mounds forever,
when just as suddenly, Elayne grabbed her again and
pulled her face upward. Elayne's pressed their lips
together in a near collision. Her tongue slid right into
a mouth opened in surprise, seeking out its counterpart.
The excitement in both women at the contact could be
felt right down to their toes. More importantly it
blazed between both of their legs.
Their lips still intertwined, Elayne managed to undo the
front clip of Gia's bra and felt it open. The heavy
burden beneath it fell free. Pressing tighter, the women
rubbed their nipples against each other.
"Suck them!" Elayne ordered. "Suck my nipples."
There'd been no order given to her in the last month and
a half that Gia had moved quicker to obey. Her head
dropped down and she closed her lips around the closest
bright pink nipple. Her tongue lashed out with erotic
fury and her hand cupped the surrounding flesh.
A murmur of encouragement issued from Elayne's lips as
she wrapped her hands around the back of Gia's head and
held it tight against her breasts. Gia in turn was using
whatever skill she had learned from dozen of lovers to
please the redhead.
"Oh yes, baby, that's it." Elayne murmured as she
enjoyed the touch of the soft wet tongue. "I knew just
watching you that you'd be good at this."
She let Gia feast on her mounds for long minutes,
satisfied to just enjoy the attention. Taking a strong
hold of the girl's shoulders, Elayne began to guide her
ministrations downward. At first, Gia was reluctant to
release her mammary delights. Then, realizing the
greater enticements below, let one of the nipples slip
from between her lips.
Elayne shifted her stance so that her now wet panties
were pressing against Gia's face. The intoxicating aroma
sex was overwhelming to the younger woman. Only the
thinnest of materials separated her from her prize.
Unable to wait any longer, she kissed the center of the
wetness, gaining a taste of the fruit beyond.
"Take them off." Elayne instructed. "But you can't use
your hands."
Gia was puzzled for moment, then got the idea. She
grabbed the waistband with her teeth and pulled the
panties downward. It was easier than she might've
imagined. They were quickly down around Elayne's ankles.
Quick as a flash, Gia lifted herself up and went
straight for her prize. Without hesitation she reached
out and parted the lips of Elayne's shaved pussy,
revealing the bright pinkness within. As she had the
breasts, Gia considered the whole image of womanhood
before her was a work of art. How could one woman be the
benefit of some much perfection? No matter. She quickly
brushed aside such thoughts. For the moment, all that
perfection was all hers.
Straight as an arrow, Gia's tongue worked its way up
Elayne's love channel. With short rapid motions it
worked its way from side to side. Elayne was obviously
close to the edge. Little effort was required to send
her hurling over the abyss.
As everything else Gia had seen about Sergeant
Alexander, Gia guessed her orgasms would be explosive.
She wasn't disappointed. Elayne leaned back harder
against the desk and wrapped her long legs practically
around Gia's head. It was almost impossible for the girl
to breath. When she opened her mouth to try it was
instead filled with sweet nectar. Not that Gia cared at
this moment. Though she tried to get all of it into her
mouth, she wound up with most of it spread across her
face.
"Goddamm!" Elayne called out as she recovered from her
climax. "I had you pegged as a pussylicker from the
moment I saw you. But I didn't think you'd be that
good."
A smile filled Gia's face. She hadn't felt such a sense
of satisfaction in a long time. The feeling was so good
that only then did she realized that in her desire to
please Elayne, she had neglected her own climax. In
automatic response to that thought, she began to lightly
stroke her own cunt.
Noticing what Gia was doing, Elayne snapped, "Oh no,
we'll have none of that."
She jerked Gia's hand away.
A look of disappointment filled the girl's face. Was
Elayne going to prevent her from coming? She was aching
for release. The small orgasm she'd gotten with Holly
had left her less than satisfied in that regard.
"Please..." she heard herself say. It was the first time
Gia could remember ever saying that to another person
for anything.
"Oh don't worry, Peaches." Elayne smiled with a wicked
grin. "You're going to come all right. But I've got a
little surprise for your first. Or maybe I should say, a
big surprise."
Gia watched in puzzlement as Elayne stepped away from
her and took a large ring of keys from her pants on the
floor. She used one of the keys to unlock the bottom
drawer of another filing cabinet.
"My little house mouse didn't know where I kept all my
toys." She laughed as she reached into the drawer.
"There are some things I'd never forget to keep under
lock and key."
Gia couldn't see exactly what Elayne had taken out of
the cabinet, but it wasn't hard to figure out. With her
back still to her, Elayne stepped into some sort of
harness and pulled the straps tight around her.
Even after figuring out what the taller woman had put
on, Gia's mouth still gasped in astonishment when she
turned around and got a real good look at it.
"Holy shit!" she cried. "Where did you get a fucking
thing like that?"
Elayne smiled wider. A fucking thing was exactly what it
was.
"Mail order, where else." She laughed. "Of course to
another name in a rented mailbox far, far from base."
Hanging between her legs, held in place by a harness,
was a eight inch rubber cock. Although she had a passion
for women, Gia still liked to be with a man now and
then, if only for sexual relief. It was immediately
apparent to her that what Elayne was wearing was longer
and thicker than any man she'd ever been with.
"It's monstrous!" she exclaimed.
"Well, I thought you were the type who liked a
challenge," Elayne retorted. "But if you're not woman
enough to handle it, well..."
Elayne had just began to undo one of the straps when Gia
said with reassurance. "I can handle it."
The older woman had expected that response. She'd had
the younger woman's number all along. The knowledge that
she'd been right made it all the more exciting.
Elayne held the strap on and simulated a male
masturbation motion. She shook the rubber cock a few
time to get Gia's attention, not that it wasn't glued to
the artificial prick.
"Why don't you come over and give 'big boy' here a
little suck." she said. "I'm sure you've had lots of
practice at it."
Gia crawled across the floor and took Elayne's "cock"
into her hand. Slowly she slid it deep inside her mouth.
Truth be told, Gia normally wasn't enthusiastic about
blowing a guy. In this case however, she found it an
exciting turn on.
"You're a real cock-sucker, aren't you?" Elayne laughed
as she got turned on even more watching Gia.
With a slight reluctance, she took hold of the dildo and
pulled it from dark haired girl's eager mouth. She told
Gia to get down on all fours, then went to her knees
behind her.
"Baby, get ready for the fucking of your life!" Elayne
declared as she readjusted a strap, tightening it as far
as it would go.
From a blue tube that she had taken out of the cabinet
with the strap on, Elayne smeared a large amount of
clear lubricant over the cockhead of her dildo. Then she
pushed her slippery fingers down between Gia's legs and
up into the already lubricated pussy. She pushed all
five fingers in, stretching the opening.
"Oooo!" moaned Gia as she felt the initial intrusion.
Elayne pressed her naked body up against the back of
Gia's own. She lifted the hanging cock and positioned
the head against the now saturated tunnel.
"Spread those beautiful legs, Peaches." Elayne whispered
into Gia's ear as she nibbled at it. "cause this is
going to be better than any man could ever do." she
added with a kiss.
She rubbed the head of her cock up and down the length
of Gia's pussy before taking a firm grip and shoving it
into her.
"Aaaaa!" Gia yelled as she felt herself being penetrated
.
"Relax." Elayne said as she eased the dildo out a
little, before pushing it back in twice the depth of her
first attempt.
Elayne reach around and rubbed her fingers against Gia's
clit. Doggy style was the Sergeant's favorite position
when she fucked another woman. It gave her such a
feeling of superiority. Her frantic motions against the
small nub at the top of Gia's cunt helped distract the
girl beneath her from the initial pain as Elayne began
to thrust deeper within her with an ever increased
frequency.
Gradually, the pain lessened and gave way to an
increasing pleasure. Even through the artificial cock,
Elayne could feel the walls of Gia's cunt grabbing hold
of her as she thrust inside her again and again.
"You love this, don't you?" Elayne asked between thrusts
as she grabbed Gia's hips and pulled her ass hard
against her. "You're such a horny little bitch!"
"Oh yes," Gia panted as she began to match Elayne's
rhythm and draw the dildo deeper inside her.
Elayne slid her hands up and down Gia's body, continuing
to fuck her with increasing ferocity. Her fingers closed
tight against the girl's breasts as she used then to
pull Gia against her time after time. Elayne always got
off fucking other women in this way. She loved to be in
control.
Elayne pushed Gia's head and shoulders down against the
tile floor, offering greater access to the depths of her
pussy. The constant rubbing against her own love button
was sending her into pre-orgasmic fits as well. Hot
sweat covered the two bodies as both shook with the
energy and passion of unrestricted sex.
Totally lost in the fury of her passion, Elayne grabbed
Gia's short hair and pulled her head back. With a fierce
fire in her dark eyes, Elayne pressed her lips hard
against the helpless woman beneath her. The taste of
their tongues as they intertwined was enough to push her
to within an inch of the abyss.
"Deeper." Gia gasped as Elayne's tongue slid out of her
mouth.
Try as she might, it was physically impossible for
Elayne to get further inside Gia. At least in the
position they were in.
"Roll over!" Elayne commanded as she pulled the dildo
all the way out. "On your back!"
Not even giving Gia time to comply, the older woman
pushed her onto her back. A brief moment later she
rammed the large rubber cock between the outstretched
legs.
Gia screamed in ecstasy as Elayne drove the dildo it's
full length within her. It had been almost six months
since she'd had a man within her and he hadn't been half
as good as the woman fucking her now. Elayne's mounds
pressed hard against Gia's globes, causing an electric
tingling as their nipples touched.
Burying her temporary manhood deep inside her new lover,
Elayne's body quaked in anticipation of the new
explosion she knew was imminent. Beneath her, Gia was
lost in a similar state.
Continuing to pump away with all her strength, Elayne
was taken by surprise when Gia legs came up and wrapped
around her buttocks, allowing her to penetrate to an
even greater depth. Gia's arms also wrapped around her,
binding them together in an unbreakable lock.
"Fuck me!" Gia screamed at the top of her lungs, a cry
so loud that for a moment Elayne feared it might heard
out in the hall.
One final thrust was enough to unleash the building
explosions. Both bodies jerked violently as they were
consumed by the body quake that ripped through each of
them.
Gia drove her nails deep into Elayne's back as the
orgasmic paralysis gripped her. Elayne continued to
plummet the captive pussy that was pressed so tightly
against her own, until she too was gripped by that same
loss of control.
If anything, Elayne came even harder the second time.
Gia wasn't far behind her. By the time they were done,
both women were drenched in sweat.
As they lay exhausted on the cold floor, Gia knew she
had undergone a revelation. As much as she had enjoyed
lording it over girls like Holly, it was nothing
compared to the charge she'd gotten from serving someone
like Elayne. There were going to be some major changes
in her life after this.
After catching their breath, the two women headed for
the showers to clean up. Gia was more than happy to wash
Elayne until the Sergeant was clean as could be. She
also took the opportunity to kiss and caress every inch
of that magnificent body.
When they'd finished and she had dried her lover off,
Gia also helped her dress. She even tied the laces she
had earlier undone.
"After you get yourself cleaned up, I want you to take
care of that mess back in my office," Alexander said,
shifting back into her Sergeant's role.
"Yes, Sergeant." Gia's tone was now more respectful in
keeping with her new role.
"When we're alone, you can call me Ma'am." Elayne
offered.
"Oh yes, Ma'am." Gia beamed, both at the gift and the
prospect that they would be alone again in the future.
Pleased, Elayne kissed her lightly on the lips and then
went on her way. As Gia watched her sway down the
corridor, she couldn't wait until the next time she
could kiss that beautiful ass.
***
When she walked out on the parade ground, Elayne found
Sergeant Clayton waiting. With a neutral expression on
her face, she went over to her.
"How did everything go?" Stacy Clayton asked.
Elayne Alexander smiled. "I don't think the Air Force is
going to have any more disciplinary problems with Airman
Mazzini. In fact I think she's going to turn out to be a
model recruit after all."
"That's good to hear." Sergeant Clayton nodded. "It
would be a shame to waste potential like that."
"And how did you make out with Airman Wellington?"
"We came to an understanding as well."
"It would be a good idea to separate the two of them."
Elayne suggested. "For their own good of course.
"I've already filled out the paperwork." Stacy smiled.
"As of this afternoon, she's now officially part of my
Flight. Of course that means she has to repeat the last
few weeks of basic, but she more than understands. In
fact, after our little talk, she's looking forward to
it."
"I thought the two of you might hit it off." Elayne
laughed. "Ever since that night I first caught her
playing with herself in my office. She was more than
happy after that to help out with our little problem
with Airman Mazzini."
"Yes, it looks like everyone wins."
"Oh, two other things," Elayne added. "You're still good
friends with Robinson over in personnel, right?"
Stacy nodded her assent. If a good friend could be
defined as giving the Master Sergeant a blow job now and
then, then she still qualified.
"Do me a favor and have him change Mazzini's travel
orders for after graduation. I think the English air
will agree with her nicely."
"I figured you might want something like that. I'll talk
to him in the morning." Stacy grinned. When she had Bob
Robertson's cock in her mouth, there was little he
wouldn't do for her. "But you said there were two
things."
"Oh yes. Send a nice little gift and a thank you note to
Angela Martin over at Pope. Tell her that I owe her
dinner."
"I think you owe her something a lot better than just a
dinner!"
"I think you're right."
Both women laughed rather loudly. Loud enough for a
recruit passing them to wonder what was the joke. She
stopped for a moment, then realized that both NCO's were
looking at her.
If Jessie Murdock learned nothing else in basic
training, it was never a good idea to draw a Sergeant's
attention. Much less two of them. The way they looked at
her after she'd stopped made Jessie sure they'd noticed
something wrong with her uniform. Some little oversight
that would lead to a lecture at the least, or some
really crappy detail at worse. Not wanting to take that
chance, she just sort of smiled as if she'd appreciated
the joke, whatever it was, and quickly moved on.
Jessie would've been surprised to find that both
Sergeants were indeed thinking about her uniform. Or
more specifically, how good she might look out of it.
The End
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