The Army Goes Rolling Along

The cab driver nearly wrecked pulling into the hotel parking lot. In their distracted state, both men paid him. Sonia pulled herself together enough to arrange for the room, knowing that the airline would reimburse her for the unexpected overnight stay. By the time the elevator reached their floor, her shirt had been unbuttoned, though she was unsure how it happened. Willis removed his jacket as they walked down the hall and had his shirt off by the time they were inside the room. He took the key and her purse from her as soon as they entered the room and threw them into a chair. She faced the tall, black officer and trailed her fingers over his muscled chest and abdomen. He pushed her blouse off her shoulders and ran the fingertips of his large, dark hands over her pale globes. Her nipples puckered and she moaned as his thumbs massaged them.

Dean was behind her, his hands on her hips, his mouth on her shoulders and neck and cheek. When she leaned back and moaned, opening her mouth, his lips covered hers. His fingers inched her skirt to her waist, she heard a rip, and it was gone. She turned in the circle of arms, Willis's hands staying on her breasts, and began undoing the buttons of Dean's uniform with trembling fingers. Willis's hands glided down, his fingers probing at her slick opening as she managed to remove Dean's shirt. She unbuttoned Dean's fly and then hungrily turned back to Willis, her body driven by the four hands caressing every inch of her flesh. She sank to her knees and then she had Willis in her mouth, her lips stretched around the thick flesh, her fist around the base. He gripped her head between his hands and began thrusting his hips, driving his cock deeper into her throat. Dean stood within her line of vision, his palm loosely curled around his shaft, stroking it while he watched Willis push deeper.

She moaned against Willis's member, her eyes hypnotized by Dean's motions. She longed to take him in her mouth, but Willis was thrusting faster, his fingers tangled in her hair as the head of his long cock slipped along her throat. His balls slapped against her chin as he quickened his pace. She reached for Dean's cock with her hand and he teasingly stepped out of range. She moaned again and then Willis was cumming, filling her mouth with liquid heat. He grunted as he spurted down her throat. She swallowed, but could feel some running down her chin. He pulled out, but before she could recover, Dean hand her on her feet.

The sergeant did not take her to the bed in the room. He turned her to face the wall and she placed her hand against the cold mirror as he pushed her legs apart and thrust his stiff rod into her from behind. She met his eyes in the mirror. His hands gripped her breasts, his fingertips digging into her supple flesh. He bit her neck where it met her shoulder and sucked as he rocked in and out of her. She lowered her eyes and could see his long cock curving as it stretched her pussy lips. She watched him sliding in and out of her and watching intensified her pleasure. Every muscle in her body quivered. He released his hold on her neck so he could gasp for breath. She could hear him grunting in her ear as each thrust lifted her from the ground. In the background, she could see Willis on the phone, but before that fact could register, the world was breaking into a million sparkling lights.

Dean's hands caught her, preventing her from collapsing. He laid her on her back on the bed. Willis hung up the phone as Dean climbed onto the bed. Dean straddled Sonia's stomach, his hard cock laying against her heaving chest. He took her breasts in his hands, squeezing and massaging them. He pinched her nipples, tugging on them and twisting until her she moaned and her body writhed. He squeezed the globes together, folding them around his hot shaft. There was a soft knock on the door and Willis opened it for the young private to join them. There was some quiet conversation that Sonia was unable to focus on. Willis walked around the bed and parted her legs with his knee. He leaned forward and plunged deep into her wet pussy. She arched and opened her mouth in a low moan as Willis and Dean moved in tandem on her body. The private took advantage of her incapacity to drive his cock into her open mouth.

The triple sensations were maddening. Dean's rod was dragging against her sensitive nipples as her glided back and forth between her breasts. Willis was taking his time as he pushed deep into her. He arched as he pulled out, his long, thick cock brushing her tender clit. The private was trembling but he was not moving. His lack of experience and control compared to his traveling companions was quickly evident as she sucked between her moans and gasps. He started spurting first, stiffening as he emptied into her mouth. Almost as soon as the private pulled away, Dean grunted and shot a thick stream into her face. Even when Dean rolled off of her chest, she still struggled to catch her breath as Willis continued his maddeningly slow pace.

"Please, please, please," she whispered over and over. Instead of satisfying her, Willis rolled them without breaking contact. Her thighs straddled his hips and he thrust upward sharply. She moaned low and long as Willis's big hands covered her firm ass, pulling her open. She felt a thumb massaging her opening and then a cock probing. She cried out as Dean popped inside of her and worked his way deep. Both men grew still, allowing Sonia to adjust to the feeling of the two thick shafts throbbing inside of her. The breathing of all three participants synchronized and Sonia had almost regained control of her raging body and erratic mind when Willis drove his hips upward again. Dean felt the cue. As Willis pulled back, Dean pushed in. They moved like a machine, two pistons working in rhythm. All three of them were grunting, and groaning, and moaning. Dean grunted with each forward thrust and Willis was practically growling as he bucked upward like a bronco. Sonia was screaming, her cries echoing off the walls as she crested higher. She was never empty. Willis would fill her pussy, driving as deep as he could. As he pulled back, Dean thrust forward, his balls slapping against her ass. She could feel the friction they created. She was aware of Willis cumming just a moment before she peaked again. The light exploded into a million stars and she collapsed into darkness.

When she woke, she was still between Willis and Dean. Both men were also asleep, making her wonder how long she had been out. Willis had one possessive hand gripping her breast. One of Dean's legs was across her thigh as he shared her pillow. Moving slowly, trying not to disturb either, she inched free of the prison of bodies. She stood beside the bed and stretched, her body tender. The private was in the second bed and when she opened her eyes, she could see the white's of his in the darkness, watching her carefully. She smiled softly at him, her eyes sweeping across him. The sheet was pulled to his waist and she could see that the cool cotton was tented around an erection. She motioned and he scooted across the bed, lifting the sheet so she could join him. "What's your name?" she asked softly, still trying not to wake his companions.

"Bobby," he answered, laying on his side so he could look at her.

"How old are you, Bobby?"

"Nineteen."

Sonia rubbed her hand over his soft hair, her fingertips dancing along his cheek, and then making light circles on his chest. "Have you . . . do you have much experience with women, Bobby?"

"This is my first time with a . . . I mean, with multiple participants, but I'm not a virgin." He took a deep breath as her hand stroked his flat stomach. "Not much," he finally admitted.

She took his hand in hers and guided it to her breast. He could feel her nipple pressing against his palm as he held steady. "A girlfriend or a hooker?" she inquired.

He shifted his hand and began rubbing his thumb back and forth across her nipple, his eyes fascinated by it's immediate response, "A girl I met in a bar just after basic."

He wet his lips and she rolled to her back, her hand sliding up his arm and cupping his cheek. "Take your time," she encouraged. He bent his head and licked her nipple before closing his lips around her breast, suckling softly. She sighed, her fingers massaging the back of his head as he tenderly coaxed her nipple to full hardness. "Mmmm," she murmured, her eyes closed. "That's nice."

He surprised her by moving his lips to her mouth, his kiss tentative as he tasted her and coaxed her lips open with his tongue. She met his exploring tongue, rubbing it with her own and then invading the inside of his mouth. Their tongues dueled as they glided behind teeth and along the roofs of each other's mouth. He returned his hand to her breast, teasing her nipple as he continued the deep kiss. She could feel his erection pressing against her thigh, but she was in no hurry to encourage him to use it. The gentleness of his kiss and the timidness of his touch was as erotic as the force and ferocity that she had experienced with Willis and Dean.

She thought she could spend the rest of the night kissing him and struggled not to be disappointed when he left her mouth to nibble his way down her throat as he moved back to her breast. He squeezed just the nipple between his lips, still massaging the other breast with his hand. He closed his teeth around it, tugging it gently. She moaned his name softly in encouragement. Her hand roamed his back and she could feel his trembling, tense muscles as he attempted to maintain control. He shifted his body till he was stretched between her legs and guided his cock into her waiting pussy. She saw panic in his eyes as her wet heat enfolded him. "Shhh," she whispered. "Easy. Think of something else." He nodded and looked up, keeping his body still, his shaft still buried inside her. She saw a calm come over his face, his focus change, and then he began moving. His hips moved slowly, lacking the rhythm and power of Willis or the enthusiasm of Dean, but still wonderful as he became more certain of himself. His mouth found hers as he rocked slowly in and out of her. He quickened slightly and after a few moments, she was aware of him trying to regain control.

He slid his hand between them, working his fingers into the folds of her wet pussy to find her hard clit. He began rubbing it in circles. "I...I want you...to cum with me," he gasped. She relaxed, trying to match his intensity. She released a moan, her thighs gripping his hips as he slapped harder and faster into her, plunging forward with youthful exuberance. His fingers worked faster, trying to push her to the top before he plunged into oblivion. She whispered soft encouragements, her hips rising to meet his eager thrusts. When he couldn't hold back any longer, he let loose with a rush of air, every muscle in his body quivering. She could feel him shaking beneath her hands as she soothed him. He collapsed next to her, still struggling to breath, a fine film of sweat on his body.

She laid her hand on his chest, her fingers dancing lightly, feeling his rapidly beating heart. He covered her hand with his own as his heart rate slowed and his breathing evened out. She thought he might have fallen asleep when he suddenly spoke. "You didn't finish."

"It's all right," she assured, her fingers making circles around his nipples.

He raised up, looking at her in the dark room, and then pushed her back again. He smiled silently as he inched down her body, kissing each of her nipples and leaving a wet trail down her stomach. Bobby slid his arms beneath her thighs, lifting and spreading them. He bowed his head and danced his tongue along her tender pussy lips. She inhaled sharply as he glided it deeper, tasting her depths. When he touched her clit, her hips came off the bed. He grabbed her ass and held her to him as he dragged his tongue along her throbbing button. He curled his tongue and slid it into her canal, thrusting it in and out in a rapid imitation of his cock. She moaned loudly, her fists gripping the be dsheets, her head tilted back, as his tongue moved faster, switching between her clit and her canal. Like his lovemaking, he was awkward, but made up for it with his eagerness to please her. Focused solely on her, instead of struggling for his own control, he was able to take his time. A quick learner, he would pull back and slow down just when she thought she was going to go over the top. He pushed her to the edge again and again, but would change tactics each time she got close. Soon, she was writhing in his hands, pleading with him to stop the relentless teasing.

She was so lost in the sensations radiating in wild circles from wherever Bobby's tongue touched her that she wasn't aware of the weight on the bed shifting. There was a weight on her chest, and then her mouth was full of cock. Bobby's tongue was still dancing, and she opened her eyes to see Dean smiling down at her. He lifted and began rocking his hips, sliding in and out of her mouth just as Bobby finally released her, allowing her to plummet over the edge and into the great abyss. She cried out as she lost control, but the noise was muffled by the throbbing cock in her throat.

Bobby wasted no time. He shifted around, lifted her legs to his shoulders, and plunged inside her. Dean's hips were barely moving as he nudged the head of his cock in and out of her throat, but Bobby was thrashing. He slammed into her fiercely, no longer caring about her pleasure, only his own. He had played her enough with his mouth, though, that she crested again before he did. Screaming around Dean's cock sent him over the edge, and he grunted as her mouth filled with his cum. Bobby was still thrusting as Dean returned to the other bed. He placed his hands on either side of her head to give himself complete leverage. He pistoned himself into her pussy, driving his cock deep, until he emptied inside of her with a primal cry.

He collapsed beside her, pleased with his performance. They were both gasping, chests rising and falling, her breasts heaving. "That was the most amazing thing I have ever experienced," he exclaimed once he had caught his breath.

She rolled into him, resting her head on his shoulder, her eyes begin to droop in exhaustion. She glided her hand down his sweat-slick stomach to grip and squeeze his flaccid cock. "Now you can say you have had experience."

When she woke again, Bobby was snoring beside her. She rolled to her back and stretched, moaning softly as she did. "Sore?" A voice asked in the darkness, startling her. Her eyes flew across the room, attempting to find the source of the noise. Finally, she saw a smile and two white eyes and the glowing end of a cigarette in the corner and realized Willis was sitting in one of the chairs in the corner.

"A little," she answered as she rolled toward him. She stepped out of the bed and crossed the cool room toward him, reaching above her head to stretch her lithe body. He ground out the cigarette and placed his hands on her hips, sliding them over her ribcage lightly. He traced under her breasts, then around her puckered nipples. He placed the pads of his thumbs on them, rotating them as he cupped her soft, supple globes. She closed her eyes and sighed, tilting her head back to enjoy the attention. His fingers raked down her stomach and he nudged her legs apart. She opened to him, shuddering a little as he playfully danced his fingertips along her slit. She slipped his fingers between her lips and found her clit. He rubbed his fingers against it until she moaned softly.

"Sore, but not finished," he chuckled softly. He pulled her forward, guiding her knees to either side of him. She straddled him on the chair and he helped her find his hard cock in the darkness, guiding it into her slick canal. She settled onto him, burying his rock deep inside of her body till she felt she would burst. She placed her hands on his shoulders as he adjusted his hips in the chair. His hands came back to her breasts, cupping and squeezing them before bending his head to them. He took one soft breast in his mouth, sucking on it, licking the nipple, then tugging it with his teeth as his fingertips teased the other. She began moving up and down, lifting her hips slightly and gliding back down, pushing him deeper.

Willis moved his hands to her waist to guide her, leaning his head back as they quickened their pace. She leaned forward and kissed his open lips, slipping her tongue into his mouth. They moved faster, attempting to hold onto each other's mouth as they slammed up and down. When she tore her mouth free to catch her breath, his licked his way down her throat and attempted to capture her bouncing breasts. He threw his head back and growled at the ceiling as he lifted his hips, thrusting into her as she slammed against him. She felt herself peaking way too soon but could do nothing to control it. She bucked violently against him as she felt the world explode around her again.

She slumped against him, panting against his shoulder. He stood, still buried deep inside her, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He carried her to the bathroom. Somehow, he managed to get them in the shower and turn on the hot water. She lowered one foot to the ground but kept the other hooked over his hip. He smiled at her as he began slowly thrusting in and out, the movements steady. Each forward thrust was accompanied by a sharp jerk upward as a punctuation. By the end, she was begging him to stop and simultaneously afraid he would. "Cum with me," he growled in her ear, slapping his hand against her ass as he released inside her. She followed.

She wasn't sure how she got back in bed, but she woke before all three of the soldiers. She quietly gathered her stuff and dressed. She paused at the door, smiling at the naked men sleeping soundly, before slipping out to catch a cab to the airport. She met up with Ellen inside the main terminal outside their airline offices. Ellen raised her eyebrows with a teasing smile. "How are you this morning?"

"Exhausted," Sonia answered. "I hope we get a jump seat back to New York and don't have to work a flight." She faltered a step when she looked up to see the major making his way toward her. She stilled and waited until he looked up. When their eyes made contact, she smiled warmly. He nodded back but continued walking past her without speaking. Her eyes followed him until he was out of sight. When she returned her attention to Ellen, her friend was smirking. Sonia shrugged. "I'm hopeless."

"Nah, you're just a sucker for a man in uniform."