The instructor (20)

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 (19)

How long Zoe and Hannah sat next to each other until someone came for them again, neither of them could remember afterward. They did not talk. They just sat quietly, taking tiny sips of water from their glasses. Zoe was grateful for the break they got, but as soon as her glass was empty, she started to get restless. A hunger took hold of her again. A hunger for more cock, more pussy. She wanted to be used again. As if on cue, she heard Sergeant Hanson’s voice.
“So, recruits, phase 2 is about to start, ready or not! And this time I won’t only be a spectator.”
With that he turned away from them and his familiar bellowing voice echoed through the room.
“Ladies and gentleman, it’s time for the grand finale. Let’s start!”

Zoe and Hannah were led away from the gurney and into what seemed like another room, or possibly another part of the larger space. There was a faint echo to the room and the two women were led over to a large raised platform with a soft foam mattress covering its entire surface. Zoe and Hannah we led to the middle of the platform and made to kneel. Zoe felt the mattress dip slightly behind her as someone came to stand behind them. She could feel the heat of another person behind her. Instinctively she knew it was Hanson. Strong fingers gripped the straps of the blindfold and in a swift movement it was removed from her eyes. The light in the room was a soft glow, but nonetheless Zoe blinked as her eyes adjusted to the light. She looked around and saw Hannah kneeling next to her, and a slight further turn of her head confirmed that it was indeed Hanson behind them. Around the edge of the platform was a crowd of about forty people, evenly mixed between men and women, all naked.

Hanson addressed the crowd. “Ladies and gentlemen, as you have seen my two young recruits are fighting fit and able to take on any physical challenge we may present then this evening. However, what I am now going to demonstrate is that their training has also prepared them to follow instructions. I will provide them initial instructions, but then feel free to provide any additional instructions you may wish. Should they fail to comply we will punish them accordingly.”

There was a murmur of general approval from among the crowd.

“Very well,” said Hanson. Grabbing a handful of Hannah’s hair and making her wince he said: “On your back recruit, and make sure you spread your legs wide so that everyone can see that sweet little pussy of yours.”
He twisted his wrist and Hannah moved smoothly onto her back and immediately spread her legs wide. Stepping to the side he grabbed a handful of Zoe’s hair and spoke: “You will kneel between her thighs and suck on her pussy, understand?”
Knowing what was required, Zoe replied in a clear voice, “Yes sergeant!”
She knelt between Hannah’s smooth thighs and lowered her mouth over her friend’s already hot and very wet pussy. Zoe teased Hannah’s clit with the tip of her tongue and elicited low moans of pleasure from her friend.

From among the crowd a woman’s voice emerged.
“Kkiss her mouth and then lick from her lips to her lips.”
Zoe moved up Hannah’s body until the were thigh to thigh, breast to breast and face to face. She looked into Hannah’s eyes and smiled slightly, then she kissed her. First softly and sensually, their lips barely touching. Hannah could taste her own pussy on Zoe’s tongue and this only inflamed her further. She reached up with one hand behind Zoe’s neck and pulled her closer, their kiss became deeper and more passionate and Zoe’s body seemed to melt into Hannah’s.

Then, as instructed, Zoe began to kiss and lick her way down Hannah’s body. Slow, wet, hot kisses tasting the sweat on Hannah’s skin, flicking with her tongue, teasing Hannah’s flesh with every touch of her tongue. At first only small quiet moans escaped Hannah’s lips but as Zoe worked her way across her friends hard aching nipples the moans became louder and as she worked her way across her tight belly Hannah’s body wriggled with exquisite pleasure. By the time Zoe had reached her hip bones Hannah was quivering like a leaf blowing in a steady breeze and a stream of low moans escaped her lips. She was anticipating the touch of Zoe’s lips on her pussy and her hips had stated to buck slightly. When Zoe’s mouth finally reached it destination Hannah cried out loudly with delight and arched her back as Zoe’s lips closed over her slick wet pussy.

To be continued… The instructor (21)

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