Country Boy City Girl Book IIChapter 10
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As was tradition, since the 10th of November was on a Monday, we had four days off. Friday through Monday off, with the Marine Corps Ball Monday night. And Veteran’s Day on Tuesday. And because of the convention, we both also had Thursday and Friday off. And since we were both NCO’s, we hit the smaller one at the NCO club. It was an awesome night, with the traditional prime rib dinner, lots of drinking, and quite a bit of dancing. Frannie looked absolutely amazing in her Dress Blues, the dark stockings making her legs look amazing under the knee-length skirt.
And while we were talking with several others, I asked why she did not have a blood stripe. And it’s funny, but I had never realized that female NCOs did not get a blood stripe on their skirt, only if they decided to wear slacks.
“That’s stupid,” I said. “You earned them, what does it matter if you wear a skirt or not? I think it would still look great, and help prove you are an NCO.”
One of the females agreed, saying that is why she wore a gown. “I can’t imagine wearing slacks to the Ball, and I hate we have no stripe on the skirt. So I just decided to wear this tonight.” And we all talked about it some more and decided it was just another stupid Marine policy.
We had flipped for who would drive, and Frannie lost so I drank more than usual for me, and she only had a few glasses of wine. And once we left I noticed we were going the wrong way. “Frannie, the barracks are the other way.”
“I know, we’re not going to the barracks.” I shrugged since it was only 11. She pulled out the main gate, and about 15 minutes we pulled up in front of a hotel. “OK, grab the bag in the back seat, and come inside.” Not one to argue, I followed her directions.
She had already paid for the room, and we walked through the lobby and up the stairs. Soon we were in the room, and she pulled me into her arms and kissed me deeply. Our tongues caressed as I felt her body pressed tight against me. She pulled back and smiled at me.
“OK, I’m going to go take a shower. Go ahead and get out of that monkey suit, hangers are inside the bag. When I get out you can take your shower, then we can lie down and talk for a bit. Is that OK Pete?”
She looked a bit nervous, and I smiled and nodded. I gave her a soft kiss, and started to remove my uniform. She smiled and did the same, and even smiled more when I opened the bag and handed her the jacket hanger and skirt hanger. I sighed as she stood in front of me, then she gave a pose. I had only removed my jacket and shoes, and what she was wearing, wow!
A dark blue bra and panty set, with matching garter belt! And the thigh high stockings clipped with clasps. She looked amazing, a pure wet dream for sure. “Frannie, if the Corps was to ever make a magazine like Playboy, you would make a perfect centerfold. You look stunning like that.” She smiled shyly at me and blushed, and I gave her another kiss as she unfastened the stockings, then rolled them down her legs. She then pulled off the garter belt, and with a wink only in bra and panties she went into the bathroom.
I quickly took off the rest of my clothes, and by the time I was only in my briefs and my uniform hung up I heard the water turn off. Frannie came out with a towel wrapped around her torso, in a way only women can do and have it stay in place. We share a brief kiss then I slipped in to take my shower. As quickly as I could I was done, and after drying myself I wrapped the towel around my waist and stepped out.
“Leave the light on, but close the door most of the way, please,” Frannie called softly, so I did just that. And stepping into the main room I could feel my breath catch in my throat. Frannie was stunning, as I looked upon her nude for the first time.
Her skin is just a tad darker than a while girl, looking more like a dark tan. And although her hair is a very dirty brown, her neatly trimmed bush was such a dark brown it was almost black. And her breasts, somewhere between a B and C were amazing. Still perky even without her bra, they stick up, almost defying gravity. And her dark brown areola must be two inches across, they were huge! With small nipples in the center, sticking up stiffly.
I dropped the towel and simply stood there gazing at her. She looked back into my eyes, then lowered her face and blushed, her hands reaching up to cover her breasts. “I know, they’re ugly. But I can’t help how they look, Pete.”
I moved over to sit on the side of the bed next to her, my hip pressing against her side as I reach up and took her hands, moving them back down. “No Frannie, they are not ugly, they are amazing! I have no idea why you would think that, or who told you that. But they are works of art, absolutely stunning. I could spend all night just looking at you like this.”
She looked up into my eyes, and I gazed back, smiling and trying to send all of my feelings to her through my gaze. I watched her smile tentatively, and she softly said “You really mean that, don’t you? All of the girls back in school made fun of them in gym class. They would call me things like ‘Miss Silver Dollar’, ‘Miss Pepperoni’, or even ‘Miss Saucer Nipples’. And back then they stuck out so far, some even called me ‘Banana Nipples’. It was humiliating.”
“Yes, I can imagine. Teens can be cruel, especially girls I have learned. But I also bet not a single guy who saw them ever complained.”
“No, but then again, they are guys. Nothing against you, but I think they liked seeing any nipples.”
“Well, that is true, but yours are amazing. Trust me there, I doubt I have ever seen a lovelier pair.”
I reached out my hand, and let the tip of my index finger lightly graze around the edge of her areola. I did this several times, and saw it start to crinkle up, as she softly purred. She then moved to the other side of the bed and out of my reach. “Oh, that feels amazing, but come lie down next to me please.” I did so, and we shared a long soft kiss.
“I have a pretty good idea you do not want to actually make love to me, but will you make me feel loved tonight Pete? We do not actually have to do it, but I would love to feel your lips and hands on me, touching me, caressing me. At least for this one night, I want to feel that, to feel you. To share at least a little of what those other girls felt. I know you don’t love me, but can you pretend at least a bit, for one night?”
“Oh Frannie, you are so wrong. I do love you, you are one of my dearest friends. And you are right, as dear as you are to me I do not want to actually make love to you. But I will love you for tonight, and any other nights you need me to. You are an amazing person, and I will always love you, even if only as a friend.”
As soon as I finished saying that, she flowed into my arms, her lips against mine as I felt her hips and chest press against mine. I wrapped my arms around her, returning her passionate kisses, loving the feeling of her breasts against me. After kissing for a while I reached up and cupped her breast in my hand, feeling her hard nipple under my palm, feeling so good, soft, and yet so firm. And I felt her wiry pubic hairs pressing against my cock as she rubbed herself slowly against me.
I rolled her over onto her back, kissing her all the way. I then pulled my lips away from hers, and saw her panting softly as I looked down into her eyes. Then opening my mouth wide I moved down, capturing her right breast in my mouth, my lips barely covering her areola and starting to suck. I tried to suck her entire breast into my mouth, licking the hard nipple with my tongue, and feeling her arms wrap around my head, holding me tight as if she was afraid I would leave. But I continued to make love to her nipple with my lips and tongue, and my hand slowly moved down her belly. Frannie moaned softly as my fingers reached her mound. I let my fingers run through and play with her hairs, pulling them lightly and twirling my fingers in them.
Her hips were slowly pumping up and down, her knees a foot or so apart. I pulled the hairs a little more firmly, hearing her gasp softly before I started massaging her mound. I could feel her pubic bone through the fleshy mound of skin and muscle covering it, and I let my fingers graze up the crease of her thigh on one side, then down the other. Then I would reverse course, each time moving just a tad deeper between her thighs. I felt her spread them a bit more, and let her nipple pop out of my mouth. I started to quickly lick the hard nub, feeling how firm it was and hearing her moans increase.
I spread my fingers, and was now letting my ring and index fingers glide along the crease of each thigh as my middle finger rubbed over the center of her mound. She actually gasped slightly when I moved down a bit lower, and just grazed the top of her clit before moving up again. I let my fingers move down a bit more, and heard her moan as once again I let my finger just graze over the top of her clit before moving back up again.
Frannie’s hips were now almost humping the air. I could feel them pumping slowly up and down, seeking out my fingers so I could touch her more directly. I moved back and forth between one nipple and the other again, letting my teeth lightly graze along her areola, the crinkling now even more pronounced.
I slid my finger down again, this time letting it rub fully over her clit before moving up again, and Frannie actually growled and reached down, grabbing my head and dragging it up and kissing me deeply. Her tongue darted into my mouth, hands still holding my head and thrusting her tongue in and out of my mouth as I continued to tease her mound, slipping down again and letting her clittie have a soft rub from bottom to top before withdrawing again.
Frannie roughly pulled my head back, tongue sliding out of my mouth and panting deeply “Fuck Pete, don’t tease me anymore, please, I need you so badly.” I eased my finger down again, slipping over her clit then down further, letting it slip between her labia. She was so wet, and the moment my finger parted her lips I could smell her easily. I then slid back up, letting the pad of my now wet finger rub circles over her clit.
We resumed kissing, my finger now gliding slowly across her clit. It felt huge under my finger, and I could even feel the shaft under the hood, and it almost felt like a little penis sinking into her groin. I let my finger rub her, running along both the tip which was peeking out from under the hood, as well as she covered shaft.
Our tongues were dueling, and I could tell she was getting closer. And she moaned as I slid my fingers down away from her clit, then Frannie moaned in pleasure into my mouth as I caressed the opening to her pussy. Her hands moved to hold each of my cheeks as I eased my ring and middle fingers inside. She was so wet, and snug around them it was like sinking my fingers into warm butter, her walls clenching my fingers. I could tell she was breathing harder, so I moved our lips apart and started to kiss down her cheek, reaching her neck and nibbling and licking slowly up and down.
Frannie must have had a direct connection between her neck and pussy, because I could feel her clenching my fingers as I started working my way up and down, pausing to nibble her ear for a moment whenever I reached it before working my way down again, moving back a little more. And she was breathing like she was taking a PT test. I let my lips slip behind her ear and started to kiss and lick her there, and her hips started moving faster.
Knowing she was close to the edge and any more would become torture I knew it was time to stop playing. So I sucked her ear lobe into my mouth, and moved my thumb up to rub her clit as I pressed my fingers back and forth, then up and down inside of her cunt, massaging her front inner wall. Within seconds she moaned loudly, and I moved my lips to hers. I had just slid my tongue into her mouth when Frannie came in a strong orgasm, clenching my fingers tightly inside of her, hips more bucking than rocking, pushing up sharply then sinking for a second or two before bucking up yet again.
I continued my clittie massage as well as her inner walls for about 30 seconds until her peak seems to have finally passed, and I slowly let them stop. Still pressing lightly on her clit and fingers resting inside of her, her hands were rubbing all over my head and face, and her kisses slowly lost the passion. Finally our lips parted as she laid her head on the pillow, still breathing fast.
“Oh god, that was amazing. Nobody has ever made me cum that hard just from their fingers. Normally it takes a lot more to really get me off.”
“Well, you were pretty amazing also Frannie. Is that everything you had been expecting?” As I said that she rolled me over onto my back, and curled up against my side. Her right hand lightly caressing my chest.
“Uh-huh, that and more. Remember, I have been told how passionate and gentle you were from Linda. She and I compared notes a few times, once when she asked me if the rumors about Winnie were true.” She giggled softly. “Linda was shocked I think when I told her they were, and it was an interesting experience, but it was one I would likely never replicate if I can avoid it.”
As she was talking her hand was moving down, and was now grasping my cock. “Personally, I prefer normal sized ones. The sex was fun, but it hurt every time he put it in, and I never really came because of the discomfort. It was like losing my cherry all over again each time he put it in me But he did try to get me off though, and he had a great tongue and fingers.”
“Well, maybe I should write a letter to Patrick and tell him to look her up,” I said. Frannie chuckled at that, and I did also. But it was getting harder to concentrate, her hand was sliding up and down my cock, from base to tip then back again. Each time at the tip she would gather whatever leaked out and spread it around my shaft.
“Well, I like what I have here just fine. You feel amazing in my hand Pete, and I could do this all night long. Well, until my arm gives out. But honestly, this has actually been a fantasy of mine. To see what you are actually like in bed. And now I have a really good idea. You are gentle, passionate, and more than a little bit of a tease. You drug it out for so long, I was wondering if you were doing it on purpose or not.”
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