The instructor (14)

In 2012 my dear and sexy male friend of many years co-wrote a story with me, called Katie & Steve. When I put the goal on my 101 list to co-write at least two more stories, he was the first I turned to and he was totally up for another, sexy story. I started the story; he ended it. We could not plan ahead, as you did not know what the other would write. The story has been sent to and fro numerous times as we added new pieces to it, but we continuously made sure that it made ONE story.

This friend of mine has featured in quite a couple of true stories on my blog and will do so more in future.

*** The picture was borrowed from vultureofcritique.wordpress.com


womansoldierContinued from… The instructor (13)

Hanson turned from Zoe and she dared to glance to the other side of the dorm. There Hannah stood looking at the floor too. She was dressed in her uniform and Zoe did not understand why she was not allowed to go outside. Why did Hanson keep Hannah here too? Did he see them in the showers the night before? Or did someone else see them and reported them? She shivered when she thought about what Hanson might do if he knew about the shower scene.
“So, recruit,” Hanson said when he stopped in front of Hannah, “you wanted to help Princess this morning? You wanted to wake her?”
“Yes, Sergeant!” Hannah answered clearly.
“Why?”
“So she could be ready on time too, Sergeant.”
Hanson seemed taken aback by this honest answer. He decided to push his luck a bit.
“So you fancy Princess a bit, do you, recruit?”
“Yes, Sergeant!”
“Are you a dyke, recruit?”
“No Sergeant. I am a lesbian,” Hannah corrected him.

The sergeant quickly turned on his heel, away from Hannah so she could not see the smile on his face. Seconds later he regained his composure.
“That’s quite an honest answer, recruit,” he said with his back still turned to Hannah.
“I see no reason to keep it a secret, Sergeant,” Hannah answered.
On her side of the dorm, Zoe admired Hannah’s honesty and the fearless way in which she answered Hanson.
“Would you like to make your military time a bit more interesting, recruit?” Hanson asked.
“Uh… uh… Sergeant?” Hannah faltered for the first time.
“Would you like to make your military time a bit more interesting, recruit?” Hanson repeated.
“I don’t understand, Sergeant.”
“Would you like to enjoy Princess’s body for the duration of your time here?”
Hannah blushed and looked down at the floor again. Then she straightened her back and answered in a soft, but firm voice.
“Yes, Sergeant.”

Again Zoe shivered. At the same time she felt a trickle of wetness running from between her labia and disappearing into the folds of her panties. She realized that her nipples were hard and pressing against the thin T-shirt she still had on. With her hands at her sides and her back straight as she stood at attention, there was no way for her to hide the hard buttons. Hanson saw it too. Something stirred in his pants. He turned back to Hannah.
“Recruit,” he said as he walked back and stopped in front of her, “at 5pm this afternoon you and Princess will report to me. I want the two of you in my office, on my…”
He stopped for effect, smiled and continued: “I mean, in front of my desk. We will discuss the rules for the remainder of your time here. It will be to our mutual benefit to make use of what Princess has to offer.”
Another drop escaped between Zoe’s pussy lips. She pressed her legs together. Her nipples ached with hardness.

“Yes, Sergeant,” Hannah answered.
“At ease, recruit,” Sergeant Hanson ordered.
Hannah and Sergeant Hanson smiled at each other in mutual understanding. Hanson walked towards Zoe.
“Get dressed. The two of you will report to the corporal in half an hour. Report to my office this afternoon. Your behavior of this morning will not go unpunished.”
“Yes, Sergeant,” Zoe said in a small voice, while she felt the sexual excitement raging through her body.
Sergeant Hanson turned as if he was going to leave the dorm. In the same movement he blocked Zoe from Hannah’s view, pinched Zoe’s nipple hard, causing her to yelp. Hanson quickly left the dorm. A smile lingered around his lips as images of the two women in his office formed in his mind.

The day seemed to drag by endlessly. Drill on the parade square was tough but mindless and the afternoon lessons on basic rifle maintenance and camouflage and concealment failed to ignite Zoe’s imagination. All that occupied her mind was the spectacular sex she has had with Hannah the previous evening in the shower, and the gush of wetness she had felt in her pussy this morning when Hanson had tweaked her nipple.

Eventually the day’s training was over and Zoe could clean herself up before reporting to Hanson’s office. She felt a mix of trepidation and excitement. She could not imagine what was going to happen but at the same time she was excited to experience whatever did in fact happen.

To be continued… The instructor (15)

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