Survival of the Sexiest
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I walked through the outside wall for the first day in weeks. Even with the blood, gore and danger, I still missed it out here.
Up ahead, were the newbies. They were lined up, staring as Levi gave his speech.
‘Furthermore, never disobey orders from any of the higher ranking officials. You do what we say and you won’t end up dead… maybe.’
I smirked at this. Levi was always so bossy.
‘We’re in charge of you little shits until a new shipment of shits make it outside the wall. That is, if the titans don’t get to you first.’
I scoffed. Classic Levi. All he is a nanny with a potty mouth.
While I was in my head, a set of strong hands grabbed my shoulders and shook me violently. ‘Ack! Hanji,’ I exclaimed, ‘ I’d rather have my brain NOT shaken out of my head.’
She laugh loudly and gave me a giant hug. ‘Don’t forget about your speech. You were already late for Levi’s.’
I pulled away and rolled my eyes. ‘He tells them the same thing every year.’
‘But you know how he likes for you to be here.’
‘Fine.’ I adjusted my clothes, hair and glasses and stepped next to Levi. I gave them the speech about the schedules and practice hours. I also warned them about punctuality and what were to happen to the rookies who don’t like to follow the rules. When I finished there was a sharp jab in my ribs. I looked over to find a smirking Levi. I flashed a small smile.
‘Ok you pieces of shit. Go to the field and get ready for training.’
The crowd dispersed as the newbies left for the training field.
Just as I turned to leave, Levi grabbed and kissed me. I gasped as his tongue slipped into my mouth and his hands began to roam.
Somewhere behind us, Hanji giggled.
I pulled away, my body hot with desire. ‘God, Levi, control yourself,’ I huffed.
‘It’s not easy when you look so good,’ he said huskily.
‘You don’t look so bad yourself,’ I smirked.
Hanji threw her arms over our shoulders. ‘You guys look so good together.’
‘Hanji you should get yourself a boyfriend too.’
‘I don’t need a boyfriend,’ she huffed. ‘All I need are my babies.’ She obviously meant the titans that she managed to capture and keep tied up behind her lab.
Levi and I cringed and left her rambling on about her new findings.
*****
I placed my 3D maneuver gear away silently and closed and locked my locker.
Somewhere behind me someone cleared his throat.
I turned as Levi made his way to where I stood. ‘Shouldn’t you be in the shower,’ I asked.
‘I want you to shower with me.’ He took an unruly section of my hair and tucked it behind my ear.
My cheeks burned. ‘Oh… Okay…’
‘You know where to meet me.’ He brushed his lips against mine and walked away.
*****
I walked to the building where we slept, made it to my room, and lay my clothes out for after my shower. I undressed, wrapped myself in a large fluffy white towel and made my way to the bathroom.
I closed and locked the door after entering.
Levi crossed the room to where I stood and nuzzled my neck. ‘Are you ready,’ he asked quietly.
My mouth wouldn’t form words, so I nodded.
The towel that was wrapped around his waist pooled to the floor. He removed my hand from where I loosely held the towel in place, and mine soon joined his on the floor.
He led me to the shower and the hot water drummed over our bodies.
Levi kissed me slowly as his hands rested on the curves of my waist.
I sighed and relaxed in his embrace. I granted his tongue access into my mouth and draped my arms over his shoulders.
We stood like that for a moment when Levi broke the kiss. ‘You ready?’
I nodded. ‘You first?’
He smiled and handed me his pouf and soap.
‘Back first.’
He turned and faced the shower head.
I stood behind him and applied the soap to his pouf. I gently washed the smooth skin of his back. As I washed , my hands slid along his shoulder blades and the hard muscle that perfectly sculpted his arms and shoulders.
After I finished I gave his ass a playful squeeze.
‘I’ll get you back for that later,’ he smirked.
I ran my hands over his well-defined, and glistening torso. ‘Can’t wait,’ I whispered breathlessly. I washed his chest and abdomen in the same manner as I cleaned his back, tracing my fingers over the contours of his torso.
Just as I finished, he pulled me close until my body was flush with his. ‘Is it my turn yet?’
I was captivated by his lips as he spoke. A rivulet made its way over his mouth. I nodded slowly, my mouth suddenly felt dry.
He kissed the corner of my mouth. ‘Not yet.’ Levi took the pouf. ‘I’ll finish myself and wash you in a moment.’
I watched as the pouf traveled the temple that was his body. I smiled as I remembered the first time Levi and I met. We nearly fought, but before either of us could land a blow, Erwin stepped in. Now look at us: Showering together. I love him so much. It’s hard to imagine myself without him.
Levi tapped me on the nose with the pouf. ‘Did you hear me?’
I looked at him confused. ‘Hmm?’
‘I said I’m finished.’
‘Oh okay.’
He held my teal pouf. ‘Are you ready?’
I nodded and stepped closer to him.
My boyfriend applied my sweet smelling soap onto the pouf and started at my collarbones then to my arms. He slowed when he made it to my breasts. His hands trailed over each mound as he gently cleaned them. His fingers circled around my nipples causing them to harden as if the water was frigid.
I pushed my body against his and my chest was flush against his. ‘Levi,’ I said gazing into his eyes.
‘Th-that’s enough,’ he said huskily. ‘Turn around so I can do your back.’
He cleaned my back slowly and carefully. His arms wrapped around my waist. One cupped a breast and began to play with a nipple and the other slid between my legs and began to fondle my clit.
The sensations from the water and his seductive touches caused my knees to weaken. I had to place my hand to the wall to steady myself.
He wrapped his arms around my waist and nuzzled my neck. ‘When you finish, come into my room.’
A tingle went down my spine and my stomached clenched with excitement, but my pussy ached for more attention. I silently grunted in frustration when he removed his hands, but nodded.
He slowly released me and soon the bathroom door closed with a soft click.
I thoroughly cleaned myself and left the bathroom in another fluffy towel. I crept down the hallway to Levi’s door careful not to wake anyone, but I knew that in a few minutes they were going to be up anyway.
I entered and closed and locked the door.
He looked up from where he sat on the edge of the bed. ‘Come sit,’ Levi said motioning to the bed next to him. He also wore a towel around his waist and his hair was still wet, but was pushed back out of his eyes.
I sat and looked around his room. Everything was neat and orderly as usual.
He took my chin and gently turned my face to his. His eyes were dark blue and held a small spark of interest. ‘What were you thinking about earlier, in the shower?’
‘I was thinking about how we first met and how we hated each other and now, we’re together.’
He tucked a stray lock behind my ear. ‘I never hated you. I just thought you were a pain in the ass.’
I flushed a little. ‘You were worse ,’ I said raising my hand to playfully hit him.
‘I know.’ He grabbed my fists and tackled me on the bed, pinning my hands above my head. He straddled my hips and kissed my neck. He looked into my eyes and his gaze was serious. He smashed his lips to mine, undoing my towel in the process.
I broke free and used one of my hands to guide one of his to my breasts.
He kisse
d the skin along my pulse and gave my chest a squeeze.
I sighed softly and whispered his name.
He nibbled my earlobe. ‘Say it again.’
‘Levi,’ I said just a little above a whisper.
‘What am I going to do with you,’ he breathed.
I guided his mouth to mine. ‘Kiss me.’
His mouth crashed down on my burning lips again and soon we were nothing more than a mass of burning passion, desperate for each other’s touch.
Levi’s tongue invaded every part of my mouth his could reach and our hands were everywhere. His hand slid from the side of my face, down my chest, over the flat planes of my stomach and traced over my slightly protruding hip bone and hovered over my pussy.
I bit my lip, anxiously waiting for his touch. After a moment, my hips raised on their own to meet his hand.
He exhaled and worked his fingers against my sensitive flesh.
I moaned softly and my hips gently rocked in sync with his fingers. My hands, that were splayed on either side of my head, gripping the covers, locked around his neck as I pulled him in for a kiss. My fingers began to roam and became lost on the hard planes of his back and shoulders.
He removed his fingers and brought them to his lips.
My blood boiled and my . My body was on fire and my cunt was throbbing for more attention. I began to writhe under him in frustration. ‘Levi,’ I panted, ‘I need you…in me.’
His eyes dragged lazily over my body for a moment, before he changed positions and was between my legs. He removed his towel and I just stared.
I already knew exactly what it looked like, but the soldier that stood at attention always seemed to throw me off.
Levi dragged a finger from the head of his erection to the hairless base, his eyes never leaving mine.
I opened my legs and raised my hips. ‘Don’t tease me anymore, Levi,’ I said breathlessly, ‘I need you…’
He leveled himself with my entryway and slid home. When he was completely in, he leaned over and kissed me passionately.
I gasped against his mouth as he started to slowly thrust into me. He was so big, he seemed to fill me completely.
‘Relax more,’ he whispered against my ear. He cupped a hand on my cheek and brushed his thumb over my lips.
I relaxed my lower half, that I was unaware was so tense. I placed my hands on his back and pushed myself against his groin, urging him to continue.
He started off slowly, but soon gained momentum and quickened his pace. ‘Unh… Charlotte,’ he panted, ‘you always feel so good.’
I slightly scraped my nails down his back, over his ass and back. I could hardly focus on anything with him invading me in such a manner. ‘Levi,’ I said breathlessly.
His lips left trails of kisses down my neck and to my chest before he answered. ‘Yes?’
I arched my body to meet his with every touch. ‘Fuck me… Hard.’
He obeyed instantly, thrusting as hard and fast as his body would allow.
I gasped and moaned at every thrust he took. My cries of pleasure surrounded us.
A sheen of sweat formed over his brow as he concentrated on filling my cunt. His hand found my clit and began to rub.
I felt myself get even wetter and I moaned louder and ground my hips against him. I was nearing my climax and he knew it. I whined and clawed at his back as I tightened around his cock.
Levi pulled out quickly and buried his face between my legs. His mouth latched onto my clit and he began to lick and suck furiously.
I let out a loud throaty moan from the pleasure.
‘Aahhh!! LEVI!!’ I screamed his name and tangled my fingers in his short, damp hair while riding out the intense waves of my orgasm.
When he finished, Levi crawled up to where I lay and kissed the moist flesh of my neck and chest.
After I regained my breath, I kissed his mouth and brought my lips to his ear. ‘You didn’t cum.’
‘I don’t need to-‘
I cut him off by pressing my lips to his. Our tongues wrestled for a moment, before I went south. I kissed his chest and nibbled the soft tissue of his nipples. Inching lower, I kissed and licked his well-defined stomach. I gave him one final smooch on his belly button before completely scooting myself between his legs.
Levi usually grew soft after he finished, so I could tell that he didn’t finish. I kissed his head and dragged a nail up his rigid shaft, earning a shudder from the receiving party.
‘Ugh. Charlotte don’t tease me.’
I slipped his head into my mouth and circled it with my tongue.
Levi tangled his hands through my wet hair and pushed, urging me to take more of him.
I took as much as I could and pumped the rest of his cock between my hands.
His breath grew ragged when I quickened my pace, taking in more than I could.
I pulled back to give my throat a break and just sucked and licked the head of his erection. I peeked up at him through my eyelashes.
His head was thrown back and he was panting.
I pumped his dick with one hand and fondled and licked his balls with the other. I then grazed my teeth along the underside of his shaft. I watched him grip the sheets with as much vigor as I had earlier.
There was a hoarse groan and his hips convulsed and he came in my mouth.
Several hot ropes of his seed shot at the back of my throat and I tried to swallow it as quickly as I could.
As Levi collapsed on the bed, obviously spent, and tried to catch his breath I crawled over him and brushed my pussy against his sensitive dick.
He let out a strangled cry and rolled me on my back and straddled my hips and pent my arms over my head. ‘I can’t right now.’ He kissed my nose and pulled the blanket over our bodies. ‘Go to sleep,’ he mumbled.
I wrapped my arms around him and nuzzled his neck. ‘Goodnight.’
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Group SexThe bathroom around me smelled like stale piss. The underside of the toilet was stained brown and yellow. All I could taste was the bartender's salty piss. Despite all this, I found myself excited. The idea of being dominated so completely by these women felt right. I belonged here. A few hours passed and I had no visitors. Eventually, club music started playing loudly. I could only hear muffled bass, and the occasional group of women yelling in celebration. I heard the clicking of high...
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"How do you put up with all of this?" Cynthia Forester asked. She and Sandy were standing at the copy machine just around the corner from Sandy's desk at Hubbard & Associates. "Don't you get tired of the constant nudity and sex, the men groping you and wanting to, you know, all of the time?" Sandy looked at her friend in surprise. Cynthia was relatively new, hired in to replace one of the Admins when that woman had quit after maternity leave. She and Cynthia had been friends since...
Foreword: This is a work of fiction. None of the people in this story are real. None of these events ever happened. This story is nothing more than words that came from my imagination. Any similarity to any real people, places, or events is purely coincidental. Operators of erotic story web sites, whether free or fee-based, have my permission to post my stories for public reading, provided that credit is given to "Hungry Guy" as the author, and as long as you don't make changes other than...
Doug yawned and awoke. A ray of sunlight filtered in through the crack in the curtains on the single window of his dorm room. He lifted his head up and saw that it was only 9:18. Too early to get out of bed on a Saturday morning. The girl upon which he was sleeping squirmed a little. There had been so many girls the past few weeks that he could no longer remember their names. She couldn't move much because her ankles were shackled and tied tightly to the upper sides of the headboard with her...
Summer 2006 The second week of summer vacation was half over, and Scott was considering which hobby he should take up. How hard could whittling be? Find a piece of wood, a pocket knife, and start carving. He was actually looking around outside the horse barn for a scrap of wood when he realized he didn't know where to find a pocket knife. This was Texas. You could sit in your homeroom class and discus deer hunting versus quail hunting, or the merits of your favorite rifles, but get caught...
Friday, June 16, 2006 Friday at Mendoza's Engine Center started out like normal until the shop foreman announced that there would be a meeting of all employees from both shops in the big loading bay before lunch. There was a lot of confusion in the air as the employees began to gather. Scott overheard one fabrication shop employee telling another, "Just like my last job, they called us all in for the bad news." Everybody got quiet as the two foremen walked in. They were quickly followed...
Veterinary Clinic, Fort Stockton, July 10, 2006 "Come on back Mr. Piotrowski. Wanda says you found him out near the Broken Creek Ranch?" the veterinarian was looking at the patient information sheet that Scott and Mr. Piotrowski had filled out. "My assistant, Scott, found him out there." "You've fed him some meat scraps, and cereal." "That's right." "Let's take a look," the vet carefully ran his hand under the dog's head and down his flank. "He seems to be very calm, good...
Broken Creek Boys Ranch, October 27, 2006 It was time to get up and do his chores. Scott got up reluctantly, and splashed cold water on his face. He didn't look in the mirror. The t-shirt was where he had left it. He picked it up and examined it. The bullet holes were still closed over. He balled the t-shirt up and threw it toward the trashcan. Scott didn't want to wear it again. He went to the equipment shed and found a screwdriver. The brake handles on his mountain bike needed to be...
Friday, March 9, 2007 Scott arrived early at Mr. Piotrowski's. His suitcase was already at the house, packed and ready to go. Mr. Piotrowski was dressed and ready, standing with a cup of coffee in his hand. "A little eager are we?" "Very!" replied Scott. "You might as well relax and have a good breakfast." Scott moved toward the refrigerator, "How does scrambled eggs and toast sound?" "Just toast for me, please." Jobe bumped his leg as he passed through the kitchen headed...
Wednesday, March 28, 2007 It was another week before Scott finally learned about his college application. His post office box at Meritt's Corner contained a very thick packet from Midland College. Scott put it into his backpack without opening it. Outside in the parking lot he stared wistfully at Mendoza's Engine Center. Saying goodbye to all the men that he'd worked with over the last year had been more difficult than he'd imagined. They had wished him the best, and seemed genuinely...
Thursday, May 3, 2007 The preceding weeks had been busy. Scott had found time to stop at the engine center to say hello. Mr. Piotrowski was right as usual. There were no hard feelings and in fact his old co-workers were delighted to see him. With Scott's assistance, Noah examined the Yamaha and declared that it was holding up very well. Scott did manage to have a short conversation with Rico Lopez. They would have talked longer, but Rico was a busy man. The big news from Rico was that Mr....
August 25, 2007 Scott arrived at the law office bright and early Saturday morning. He'd slung a travel bag over his shoulder in lieu of his normal backpack. He didn't know what Honour told the judge, but he had blanket permission to travel with her. When he mentioned to Mr. Piotrowski that he was going to Dallas, he didn't even bat an eye. Scott had the feeling that the fix was in. "Why did you bring the bag?" Honour asked when she saw him. "You told me to?" "Oh, well you don't...
Afternoon, November 15, 2007 Scott closed the truck door and watched as Jobe went to investigate a bush. He balanced the folded flag on top of the polished wooden box and walked toward the apartment stairs. Mrs. Monroe came out of the house and Jobe trotted over to her. He sat politely while she patted his nose. "I thought it was a nice service," Mrs. Monroe said. "It won't be the same without him around." "No, it won't," Scott agreed. "I thought it was a good turn out." Mrs....
The evening with Art and Lisa gave Scott a lot to think about as he drove out of Denver. Before the meal was over, Art expressed his surprise that Scott had gotten out and hadn't gone for an officer's commission. "It came so easy to you. We could all see that," Art had said. Scott had entered the Marines a grade ahead of his peers thanks to college credits. He made corporal at the end of his first Afghanistan tour, and sergeant before he deployed for the second. Their captain had...
Scott beat the sun out of Levall. He wanted to be in Midland before lunch and home to Fort Stockton by early afternoon. The GPS in the Jeep said it was a three-hundred mile trip, but for Scott it was like running downhill, effortless as he sped toward home. West of Abilene he picked up Interstate 20 and hit cruise control. He hit Midland shortly before ten. Midland was a city that drifted from boom to bust with the energy sector, oil in particular, and times were good once again. His...
State Highway 18 South took Scott into Pecos County. He drove on autopilot. The flat land of the Permian Basin changed to the low hills and miniature mesas common to the area. Occasional clusters of bobbing pumpjacks, extracting West Texas crude with each nod, were the only company on the empty road while a cloudless blue sky stretched overhead. Scott had tried, but failed to understand how people lived in large metropolises. Living like animals packed one on top of the other was no way to...
Scott parked on the street in front of Ed's rental house. He knew the area, but couldn't remember anybody who had lived on the street. The homes were mostly simple shotgun shacks, on the older side of town. He opened the SUV's rear door and let Jobe out. The dog looked toward the house and lifted his nose, testing the air. The screen door squealed open and Ed Mendoza, his best friend, held two bottles of beer. "Home is the conquering hero!" Scott met Ed on the porch and accepted a...