**Part 3**
He threw her onto the table, pinning her down with his icy glance, his face motionless but for a muscle twitching on his jar, giving away the wild feelings underneath that iron self-control. There was something terribly arousing about the hardly concealed anger of this strong and restrained man.. probably the knowledge that this anger was rooted in an unruly desire for her, a desire so strong it would have overwhelmed any lesser man long before…
Looking her straight into the eyes he slowly took his gun out of its holster and placed it on the table next to her face. She couldn’t help following the weapon with her eyes, admiring the utilitarian beauty of the well-kept Beretta M9. Intuitively deciphering that gaze for what it was, he picked the gun up again and – after carefully checking the safety – laid it down on the creamy skin between her gorgeous breasts. It felt wonderfully cold and heavy against the warmth of her skin. Thinking that firearm could kill her in an instant… that he knew perfectly well how to handle it… was incredibly exciting! Looking down at her, naked and spread out on that table before him, his gun rising on her thorax with the rhythm of her heavy breathing, he slowly started to take off his fatigues.
On that day when she had washed her laundry she had only got a glimpse at him. Now, she could look. And boy, he was worth looking at… every inch of him pure male strength. Her gaze wandered down over his broad chest, strong arms and muscular abdomen. She swallowed hard when he revealed his magnificent cock, that more than matched the rest of him in size. This one, she knew, would be a tight fit.. She also knew there was no denying him, she would have no choice but take it.
He then roughly spread her legs and, unable to hold back anymore, entered her with one long, deep thrust. She screamed at this assault on her freshly fucked pussy but he gave her no respite and clamped his hand down firmly on her mouth. Leaning over her he whispered breathlessly “now Ms. Davis, I will have my share.. you won’t go anywhere until I’m done with you!”. Saying that he began to fuck her hard and deep and with a wildness untypical for him. The table shook with the force of his thrusts, some dishes fell off and shattered on the floor. Neither of them even noticed. Amy was overwhelmed by his unrestrained desire, that raw need he took her with, and her pussy became slicker and wetter still, while his rock hard cock pumped into her again and again with undiminished force, inflicting just the right amount of pain to raise her arousal to higher power.
She couldn’t have stopped her orgasm if her life depended on it. “Yes!” he grunted, “cum for me. Cum on my cock!” – and she did, body shaking, back arching up from the tabletop, eyes rolling back, screaming into his hand still pressed down on her mouth. The intensity of her climax almost drove him over the edge. Almost… Before she got the idea he had put the gun away and flipped her over and only then did she realize he hadn’t cum and she wasn’t done yet…
Amy gasped loudly in surprise when she felt the head of his cum covered cock touch the tight little hole in her butt. “Nononono, you can’t…” she started to beg, but he interrupted her: “oh yes, I can. And I will. Hold still now”. Even though she knew the effort was pointless, she reflexively made an attempt at escaping him, trying to squirm free. “Hold still, I said!” he barked, pressing her down firmly on the table with his strong hands, relishing in the way she shivered when he slowly but relentlessly pushed his throbbing cock into her tight ass. This time, he let her scream.
By the time he had invaded her fully, stretching her with his width and length, she had tears in her eyes. It was a lot to take. “Good girl” he mumbled, his voice rough with lust. Releasing the pressure on her back he buried his hand in her hair, grabbing it softly but firmly, as he began to fuck her ass with slow thrusts.
Amy was aware she was being pushed to her limits – and beyond. But when the initial pain subsided she felt herself being overcome by the force of her own passion, a fervor undeniable like the elements! Her screaming then changed, from pressed, agonized wails to loud and uninhibited cries of lust. “Yesss, Sir!” she urged him, “do it harder! Please!”, and she took hold of the table’s edge and pushed back into him, unmistakably hungry for more. He was amazed by the transformation taking place in her. Feeling her submit to him completely like this, her hole body aching for him to take it all without restrains, was the greatest gift. Never before had he experienced something so erotic! Following her plea he increased his pace, pushing again and again into that incredible tightness until he could not hold on anymore but came with a mind shattering orgasm, drowning out her screaming with his own raw cry.
He then broke down over her, both lying there for a long moment, spent and utterly satisfied. Before he detached himself from her, he kissed her hair so lightly, she wasn’t sure she had felt it. Then he dressed and left without a word, but she heard him speak to the two men still waiting outside to bring her some water and whatever she needed but by all means leave their dicks in their pants this time.
They did as ordered and gently led her to the outdoor shower. “Are you okay?” asked the cook, and she replied “yes, I am… All of this was quite unexpected but I enjoyed every bit of it”. “Well, we certainly did as well” smiled the cook, while his friend added “you made a dream come true for me!”. They then washed her body, tenderly and thoroughly, knowing she had exhausted herself and needed some care.
Hours later, Amy had packed her bags and sat waiting in her shed, dressed modestly again but for the scarf. Finally, there was a knock on the door. It was the Colonel. He had resumed his impeccable posture and his expression was serious, but when he laid eyes on the golden curls tumbling down her back there was the faintest hint of a smile. “I’ve arranged a flight for you. It has arrived”, he said, grabbing both her bags with one hand. She nodded and followed him out the door, momentarily blinded by the low late afternoon sun.
At first she was confused by the sound of a large crowd but then she saw hundreds of men standing all the way across the camp to the airfield. Stunned, she realized they had come to say her goodbye, cheering and whistling at her sight. Only then did it become clear to her, that literally the whole camp had enjoyed her show and she blushed, suddenly ashamed. The Colonel was not amused either. Grabbing her arm firmly he walked her towards the helicopter at a brisk pace.
But halfway there Amy looked up and seeing all that happiness and awe in the soldier’s faces she realized she wasn’t shamed. She was praised. Breaking free from the Colonel’s grip she turned around, smiling and waving and blowing kisses. The crowd roared in return and she gloried in this moment of unreserved slut-praising. In order to avoid a riot, the Colonel threw her over his shoulder, carried her all the way to the airfield and almost shoved her into the helicopter’s back seat. “Farewell, Ms. Davis” he said, a little out of breath, and then suddenly he smiled at her for the first time “you better leave now, you dangerous woman, or else I won’t let you go!”. She smiled back with a twinkle in her eye, “I will leave, you enchanting man”. He kissed her briefly on the lips, then walked away quickly as the pilot started the engine. Standing motionless on the airfield, he watched her disappear into the distance, knowing he would remember her until the day he died.
*Thank you for reading my first post of erotic fiction! Feedback is welcome :)*
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/f1w0wj/amys_visit_to_the_army_base_part_33_fm_mfm
That was really vivid and well written… I’m saving all three parts, thank you!
That is the most adorable thing I’ve ever seen
Well written and really hot!!