Chapter 127: First Time was at an Army Party 004

Slowly pulling back Samantha smiled and ran the tip of her tongue across my lips and went up to the tip of my nose and giggled before letting out a long, sensuous moan. Looking into her gray eyes I became lost, forgetting about the music, the party, and all the people around us. Summoning up my courage my right arm bent up and started to slowly wrap around her back and slowly caress her spine.

Samantha got up from her seat and threw her right leg over my waist and straddled me, dropping her body against mine and my hands immediately began to massage her back. She arched and threw her chest out and tossed her head back running hands up her entire abdomen then her hands reached up and started to undo the buttons to that tan colored desert uniform.

"Oh no" weakly calling out and she stopped and looked. "Keep it on. It's sexy but pop a few buttons," saying whilst moistening the lips.

Her smile returned, "Okay, baby," and that is what she did, undoing the first two buttons of that blouse and for the first time I could see cleavage and feel the heat coming off that had been pent up inside for a long time.

Keeping that chest out, Samantha removed her garrison cap from her trouser cargo pocket and placed it on her head properly and now she resembled a Maxim photo shoot with serious yet sensual eyes, the skin exposed was starting to show some sweat and there was bits of a black bra underneath and no undershirt. Did not catch that at first, another no-no but did not care. "You like that, Cole, baby?" the way she said that, the smoky voice teasing I nodded.

Reaching up her fingers curved inside the flap of the blouse and gave a slight pull showing more of the solid black bra and I would say she had a nice chest. They were not huge, like basketball size, but they were nice, and she felt a hand running up her stomach then slowly rolled over her hand and cupped the same breast; she smiled, moistened her lips, and sighed as they were given a gentle squeeze, and they were soft, very soft.

"First time touching a woman's chest?" she asked. I nodded.

Biting her lowering lip she pulled back her hand from her blouse and placed both hands on my chest and started to gently rub her waist against mine, "What do you think?" meaning her chest as she slowly started to lean her body towards my face.

"Very nice," smiling. It was very nice. The uniform she wore was a bit baggy, larger than her frame. That may be due to the deployment, a lot of us lost weight thus what we arrived with did not fit properly.

"Yeah? Mmmm they're 36 C and all natural."

My eyes widened, hand still on the breast and I got to see her real skin. Like me the skin on the hands, neck and face was sun kissed by the desert sun yet underneath it was much whiter, not paper white but significantly less and her skin was very soft, well treated. She took great care of her body, must have worked out extra each day and treated the skin with aloe and kneading the dough and she began to reach down and started to lift up my blouse and could feel her fingers starting to undo my belt but said nothing to stop this. Adrenalin was pumping and of course I had a hard on.

Samantha knew it and said, "I have shown you mine; now show me what you got in there." God damn, she is beautiful. So passionate and willing and when my button fly was opened her cold fingers were around my firm muscles and I felt my brain spark and had to control myself from trying to explode at just her touch. Had to clear my mind and keep my body under control and draw this out.

Samantha said, "Oh my, this is nice," looking down with a rather surprised face and then lifted up her eyes towards mine.

"R-really?"

"Yeah, baby, how big is this?"

"S-six and a half inches."

Gently wrapping one hand around the diameter of the shaft and slowly pulled it along its entire length to the head holding a solid, satisfied smile, "Oh, nice, very nice."

"R-r-really?"

I always wanted it to be bigger believing that bigger was better but Samantha leaned in whispering, "Yeah, baby. It's just the right length. Too big and it hurts," and gave me another kiss as both hands began to massage the penis and testis lovingly.

By now her hands were warming up and my head smacked the wall and eyes staring up at the ceiling, mouth hung agape and lungs pumping in and out air as fast as possible.

"When was the last time you came?" she asked.

"I-I-I..." unable to come up with an answer and I could not remember the last time I masturbated.

"I bet you have so much inside here" Samantha gave a gentle squeeze on my sac that jostled my body. Leaning towards my face, "Where do you want to drop you load?"

"I-I-I"

Putting up a frown, her voice dropped to that of a child, "Aww, do you want to fill up my pussy? Do you want to spray it on my chest? Or on my ass?"

Looking into her eyes she pursed her lips as I began to summon up a deep breath and thrust my hands out and grabbed that soft backside and dug the fingers deep that caught her off guard and placed my face just inches from hers and said, very determined, "I wanna spray your beautiful face and watch you eat my thick, hot sperm." This was my fantasy; I wanted it to go right, my way.

She became enthralled, "Oh God, baby, yes!" tossing her head back, wrapping hands behind my head and shoving my face into her hot cleavage. It was stifling in there and I could not breathe. Retracting my head back Samantha tacked on, "That's what I like."

It flashed in my mind what Jeremiah said before; she was, indeed, a freak. I do not know what brought this on. One minute we were talking and next she was on me. It could not have been the beer, but Samantha had suddenly given herself to me and I was not going to ruin this or pass it up no matter what.

With that smoky voice Samantha said into my ear, "I like having a guy shoot his load on me," popping another button on that desert blouse, showing more of that beautiful body underneath before gently cupping underneath each breast giving them a gentle squeeze, proving that though large and finely developed they were indeed real and licked the cleavage with the tip of her sexy tongue.

I remembered all those pornos, cheesy lines, music, and always willing women, but they all melted away looking into her eyes. Leaning in Samantha moved to my right ear and the tip of her tongue started to lick slowly around the earlobe then poked at the canal.

"You know what soldier? Under this uniform, mmmm, I'm a woman that just loves to have men. It gets me going," then she flicked my ear with her lounge pulling away. I was drive but it was baffling the way she talked because now it sounded like a porno shoot. I only heard this in those movies and never in real life. Women I know would be offended to be called a whore and before she was a pleasing person and I wondered where was the switch?

"So you've never tasted pussy?" Samantha asked and when I shook my head negatively she sighed disapprovingly, "No worries, I'll go easy on you, this time. How about you fuck me? I cut holes in my bottoms. So I don't have to take them off."

It was a rather ingenious. Did she have them for an occasion such as this? Her fingers slowly wrapped around the shaft I felt the head moving across the fabric and then the moisten vagina. Samantha was not going to tease me and I felt the moving of soft flesh as the head went in and she moan directly in my ear as it sank in deeper. She was rather tight, her juice eased it in, and when the last inch was inside she sighed then arched her back to thrust that chest into my face once again having those bags on my lips once again that made me gently lick around the pads of the bra.