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There was a lot of talk when I walked in. Sometimes two or three were talking at the same time. It was pretty obvious they were upset, so I just let them all vent. They were angry. I was going off, halfway around the world if the Marines did what they told me they'd do. I would be gone for years. I would be sent to Afghanistan and be blown up. My plane would crash. Marines crawled through swamps, and I'd get bitten by a poisonous snake and die. You get the idea.
Danni and Frankie had been crying, because their eyes were all red. Phee looked hurt. The rest of them were just upset. Finally they wound down.
"What are you guys all worked up about? You've all got at least another year of school left, some of you two. It's no big deal. It's like I'm going to college, except I'm not going to college. I'm going to Australia instead. I'm going to school to learn how to speak Chinese."
"We had plans," said Phee.
"Okay you can still have plans," I said. "You don't need me for your plans."
"Yes we do!" barked Danni.
"Well you sure couldn't tell it by the way you've been acting the last year," I said. I admit I was a little disgusted. I had a suspicion that that herpes rumor just might have had a little help from some of the girls in my room. I hadn't found anybody yet who would confirm it, though.
"You're not supposed to leave!" moaned Beth. "You're supposed to stay here."
"And do what?"
They got surly then. I could sense frustration.
"I told you guys," said Danni, wearily.
"Don't you say that!" shouted Frankie. She calmed, with visible effort. "Don't you dare say that."
Danni tossed one hand in the air and looked disgusted.
"How long will you be gone?" asked Denise.
"It's a four year enlistment," I said. "But I get vacation every year, and can come home sometimes."
"Four years?" Beth made it sound like four decades.
"Why do you guys care?" I blurted. "None of you do anything with me anymore anyway!"
Nobody said a word. Most of them didn't even look at me.
"Come on," said Phee. "We have things to talk about."
They left, going through the bathroom to Phee's room.
Somehow I knew I wasn't invited.
I have to admit I hoped somebody would come slide into bed with me that night. I even slept nude, just in case.
But I had a full night of deep, refreshing, uninterrupted sleep. The girls ignored me again in the morning, and they all left to go about their individual business. Phee left with Danni, and spent most of the day gone. When she got back, she went to her room and came out only for supper.
You can imagine, therefore, how shocked I was when she walked into my room naked as I was reading. It was about ten, and while our parents were already in bed, they might not yet be asleep. Dad did a lot of reading in bed too.
She came and stood by the bed. I looked her over. She'd ripened up some over the last year, and her breasts were more full. Her pubic cleft seemed bigger or more full too, somehow.
She looked good.
I moved over and whipped the sheet back in invitation.
"Take off your shorts," she said.
I did.
"Are there still condoms under your T shirts?" she asked.
I blinked, and then nodded.
She went to my dresser and lifted the shirts out, peering into the drawer. Then she replace the shirts and came back to my bed.
Her hands were empty.
"There are the same number there were the last time I saw them," she said.
"I haven't used any," I said, carefully.
"Would you turn the light out, please?" she asked, very politely.
I did, and she got in bed and cuddled up to me.
"We had this stupid dream that you'd be there for us," she said softly.
"I don't understand."
"We were all going to get on the pill next year," she said. "We thought you'd go to the Vo Tech or something, or get a job ... maybe have your own place."
"I'm glad you're here," I said. "I've missed this more than you'll ever know." I squeezed her. "But that's the stupidest thing I ever heard of, Phee."
"I know," she sighed. "Danni kept telling us we were stupid."
"I gathered."
"But she would have gone to see you too if it would have worked out."
"I'm flattered."
"You don't understand, Tut," she said.
"Explain it to me."
"We love you. We really love you. We all want you. And we love you so much we were willing to wait until we could have you."
"Oh," I said softly.
"I could wait a year for you, Tut. We all could. We had it all worked out. Frankie was going to get on the pill first, because her mom told her that if she'd wait until she was seventeen, no questions would be asked. But we knew her mom would tell the other moms, and that they'd all get nervous, because if Frankie was on the pill, then we should all be on the pill. All the moms know we do things together."
I felt a tear drop onto my shoulder. It was hot.
"But I don't think I can wait four years, Tut."
I squeezed her again.
"I can't believe I'm going to say this, but there are other guys, Phee."
"Not for us," she said.
Drama. Teenaged girls are experts at it. I was only eighteen, but I already knew that. And there's nothing you can do but let them work through it, and then help pick up the bloody pieces.
On the other hand, it made me feel really good that they all felt like that. As silly as it was to think that kind of thing could have worked ... it made me feel good that they'd dreamed it.
"I'm sorry," I said. "If I had known, I wouldn't have joined up." I wasn't sure I actually meant that. The fact was that I was excited about heading out into the big unknown and giving a go at slaying a dragon or two. By the same token, if I'd known I might get to have sex with all the girls again ... who knows?
"I'm going to tell Mom I need to be on the pill now," said Phee.
"She'll freak," I said.
"I don't care. All I have are a few short weeks, and I'm not going to waste them."
"I think it takes a month for the pill to take effect," I said.
"Then you can use the condoms," she whispered. I could hear the hope in her voice.
"Okay," I said.
She rolled over on top of me, rubbing her whole body against me like she was trying to clean mud off of her or something. It was delightful.
"But not tonight," she said.
I felt her heat slide down to cover my penis. It was the most beautiful thing I'd felt in over a year.
We made love for over an hour, before I lost it and flushed her full.
We did take precautions the rest of the time before I left for basic. The last thing I needed now was to ruin Phee's life as I was starting a new chapter in my own. To say she put the time she had left to good use is to put too fine a point on it. We made love at least four times a week for the three weeks before I left. Only on the last night did we fail to use protection. That night she demanded that I leave the condom off.
"You're leaving me tomorrow, and I want you to leave something in me to remember you by," she said, grasping me tightly as we did what we had now perfected with each other. I knew exactly how to touch her, and what to say, and how to move to bring her to an orgasm. I had control now, and could last for at least three of her orgasms, before I needed my own relief.
"I'd love to leave some of me in you, but not as a baby," I panted.
"I know," she sighed. "I'm not worried about that right now."
"Well, in that case," I huffed, "here you go."
"Mmmmm," she said as she felt the hot jets enter her. "That will do for starters."
I won't go into all the details of what basic was like. I'm sure you've heard the stories. Nor will I describe what it was like to learn and become fluent in the four primary dialects of the Chinese language: Mandarin, Wu, Cantonese, and Min. To say it was a lot of work would be the understatement of the century. All of it together was an education in life, in understanding my body, and it's capabilities, and in learning that one of the strongest "muscles" in the body is the brain. I learned a lot about myself and the world. And about all I had time to do for the next two years was what the Marine Corps required of me. I now understood why Marines were so blatantly proud. It's a motherfucker to make it through. I saw a lot of people wash out along the way.
I did see the girls one more time before I went overseas. It was after boot camp, and before the Defense Language Institute, which is what they call the DOD language school in California. I had already changed, which I was happy about, in terms of my physical condition, and worried about when I realized I was going to meet with a bunch of high school girls when I was home on leave. I only took a week of leave, based on my Gunny's advice. He said spending too long among civilians had a tendency to make one soft, and they had just spent what seemed like a year toughening us up.
But they were just themselves. They fawned over me, and flirted with me, and generally made me feel good. We had a good time. They had planned things. I was again flattered when I found that all of them had, in fact, managed to get on birth control, and that they did it specifically for me, for this leave. They also all planned to put that protection to good use in sending me off to California.
Frankie and Denise each told their parents they were spending the night at each other's house, and then spent that night instead with me in a motel. I stayed out all night and just smiled when Mom asked me where I'd been.
"None of your business," I said, smiling. She flushed bright red, but didn't push it.
Danni came over to spend the night with Phee, and spent it in my room. The next night it was Beth. And the other nights, of course, were for Phee.
Then it was time to go and they almost blew the whole deal because they all showed up to say goodbye and cried their eyes out. I think the only reason my parents didn't catch on was because Phee was crying just as hard as the rest of them, so they thought the girls were crying because Phee was crying.
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Hello readers .This is Prem (name changed) a south indian guy. I am 47 years old, tall guy. I am working in gulf.A regular reader of ISS. I am narrating a story recently happened to me. Women aged more than 30 years can contact me Up on receiving the comments I will update the second part. While coming back from vacation I met radhika ( name changed) in the flight. I boarded first and after a while a lady in her 40’s walked in.. For a moment I couldn’t believe my eyes. A very gorgeous women in...
I turned the light out and we both got into bed. Amy was on her side with her back to me so I layed down with my back next to her. She said its ok if you want to get close, I don’t mind. I turned around and put my arm around her waist she nestled into me. The warmth of our two bodies along with me trying to make out the outline of her perky breasts from the soft moonlight glow from my window. She pushed her butt against my cock a little bit and turned her head and looked at me. Smiling she...
Saturday, December 23rd. Lunchtime. It was lunchtime by the time Dave and Olivia left the bedroom, having completed the first half of their impromptu testing of whether a woman who had been dosed with SLuT9 would secrete Serotoxin, one of the two active ingredients of all the SLuT formulas, and, if so, would it cause a reaction in her partner. Both Dave and Olivia were relaxed, smiling, and freshly showered. They had already planned to do the second part of their testing where Dave would...
Day 8 TuesdayI woke up to find Angela was not beside me in bed and all the covers turned down from the portholes, including the one above my side of the bed. Meanwhile daylight streamed in through the now re-opened skylight. I got up and stared back at the war zone that the bed had become. I could make out the dry patches from our bodily fluids and took to the bathroom. I had a very nice, warm shower, standing in the bath tub and returned to the main cabin, towelling myself down. I found...
Na Segunda parte Susana propôs a ser minha senhora. Aceitei e viemos para Belo Horizonte. Minha prima não gostou da coisa e pós a boca no trombone tive que sair de casa e passei a morar com Susana . Nesta ultima parte eu contarei a vocês como foi a minha transformação. Depois do meu adestramento no interior eu voltei para Belo Horizonte. No meu serviço as pessoas notaram que eu estava diferente. Dizia que estava tomando um remédio que alterava meu metabolismo. A maioria das pessoas acreditaram...
I woke up Saturday morning to snow. Not just a little of it, a lot. It appeared that my quiet sojourn at the lodge (notwithstanding the hunters, who'd left the afternoon before) was over. And in their entrepreneurial way the resort's management, apparently not satisfied with what God was providing, was helping nature along. The snow-making machinery I'd glimpsed along the edges of the hitherto barren ski slopes was now blasting away at full force. By the time this early-season arrival of...
Back to home from the admission procedure to be done for the college. Me : Hey mom what’s going on in the neighboring room? Are they renovating ? Mom : No, the room is being rented to someone. Your father knows the tenant. Me : okay. Mom : maybe you need to stay home tomorrow instead of going somewhere. Me : why mom ? Mom : You need to help them with the shifting in as the tenant is your fathers friend. Your father had asked you to help them. Me : kai faltugiri aahe yaar (what the Fuck). Why...
"But, Jane, dear, not in front of all of these women! Please. I'm begging you. "Shut up, Joe and do what I told you! You are embarrassing me in front of these women. Now do what I said!" "No! No! That is just too much! Please!" "Okay, that's enough! Girls, please excuse me. My husband and I need to talk privately." Jane pulled on the leash connected to the collar around Joe's neck. "Come with me, you twit! Girls, we'll be back in a few minutes. While you are waiting, please make...
Jaq has a friend from the college where they both work, Maria is a lovely lady who I have admired for a while.Jaq and Maria became very good friends, working for several years in the library at the local college. The two of them often shared intimate details about me and Bill, Bill was the husband of Maria. One evening Jaq came home from work a little later than usual, she had been for a drink at a local pub with Maria on the way home. Jaq was a little tipsy and began to tell me what they had...
FemdomWhen I was 16 my best friend , James and I would slip into a private lake and go swimming. James was more worldly than I and had been dating girls for over a year or two. To hear him tell it he got into most of their pants. I don't know if it was true or not.... I just liked to hear the stories. He was already 17 and was stoutly built and had the gift of gab when it came to the fairer sex. I on the other hand was skinny and short almost 5' 6'' I was also shy when it came to one on...
Lilly is an extremely busty woman. She is slightly below average height, 18 years old, and has a slim build apart from her gigantic breats. Her hair is dark brown and straight, her skin lightly tanned. And she is strong. Incredibly strong. Seeing her gym routine made anyone stare in disbelief. Her warm ups were far beyond the maximum of the biggest guys in any gym, and her maximum was out of this world. She is a recently signed full time wrestler in the Erotic League, the toughest league in the...
BDSMBitsy entered Mar's study and looked around, she was surprised not to see him waiting for her. She had promised not to miss their afternoon study time. Listening she thought she heard laughter from the back visiting room and went to look. Peeking into the room, Bitsy stopped and stared, there on the floor sat Brand, Trink, Virlane and Marluxion, it looked like they were all drunker then coots. They were laughing and snickering and talking about the dangers to one's precious parts while...
Well, Chris, looks like Sarah, your new girlfriend, is now Sarah your new ex-girlfriend. Is that right that these stories about her could have caused that? Oh, I do hope not, of course! Sarah phoned me a few days ago. She was angry with me. Very, very angry. For some reason she blamed me for her split-up with Chris. I can’t imagine why she should say that!She asked me to remove the stories. I told her that I would think about it. She asked to come to my place so we could ‘talk about it’. Well,...
The mysterious parcel had arrived. Not mysterious to me, of course. I knew well ahead of its content when I made the online purchase. But mysterious to my then-girlfriend. She knew it had arrived, she knew it was addressed towards me, and she knew I was rather lip-sealed about it. And for the time being, I intend to keep things that way. After all, the content was very much meant to be for my entertainment first. I wanted to gain some experience and then decide if I would get her involved or...
Linda had never wanted to allow strangers into her house. It was a necessity.Living in the Welsh countryside, many miles from any decent sized town made it difficult to make a decent living. And, with the big old house her rat of a husband had left her (after running off with the art student from Manchester); the obvious thing to do was to let out the rooms.There were no shortage of takers. Her home was in the middle of the Snowdonia national park and so attracted hikers, climbers and general...
Revenge By Ashtyn & Cathy S? The smell of her feet was maddening! The heels had been simply sitting there out side his door. He knew what it meant?they were for him. Not a gift, but a torment. She was allowing him to experience the perfection that was hers. She was forcing him into this moment of experience. Tactile sensation, a treat for his nose, she was granting him an event for his miserable existence. Harry reveled in her scent. She had obviously been doing ...