My [F]irst experience with [m]y platoon leader

Little bit of background: First of all, I’m Avery. 22 years old, 5’4, petite build and proud member of the ittybittytittiecommittee. I’m in the army, and dating your hot as hell platoon leader is completely off limits. This is my story about bending….okay breaking….the rules.

We had just gotten back from like a month in the field, where I was the driver for my PL. He was gorgeous….hot…hunk of a man. Right around my age, but 6’1, all muscles and absolutely out of my league in my opinion.

Anyway, after four weeks of driving around this guy that turned out to be more than just a muscle head, but an actual decent conversationalist as well, I was hooked. Totally jealous of any woman who had the opportunity to go out with him. On our last convoy of the exercise, he casually mentioned coming over for dinner at his place to celebrate the end of the field. I thought he was just being nice, and was careful not to get my hopes up about anything actually happening when we got home.

I was wrong. After all the formations and closeouts and weapons turn in at home was wrapped up, he came over and asked when I was coming over and winked at my with this sly smile. Totally shocked that he had remembered, and with my brain going into overdrive about the wink and the sly smile, I stammered out an agreement to be over around 7.

I went back to my barracks, spent like 2 hours getting clean from the field and into something presentable. I went with jeans, a nice blouse and a pushup bra that did all it could for my B cups to hopefully look appealing to him.

When I got to the address he texted me, there was my handsome PL sitting out on the porch waiting for me. He greeted me with a glass of sweet tea and invited me inside. It blew my mind. He had the table set for two, with plates of streak, potatoes and veggies waiting for us. After an absolutely delicious dinner, where he mildly flirted with me continuously (aka drove me crazy), he asked if I’d like a tour of the house.

He showed me around, and then walked me upstairs to his bedroom and his library/office space. He tried to gloss over the bedroom, but I decided to push my luck and asked for a tour of that as well. He obliged and as I pushed past him in the hall to back to the bedroom, I grazed against his crotch with the back of my hand, and discovered his mind might be headed where I was hoping this might go.

I stepped inside and plopped down onto his king sized bed and teasingly asked if all his girlfriends got to see this part of the tour. He replied that I wasn’t his girlfriend at work but didn’t see why I couldn’t be here. I blushed bright red, not expecting that reply at all. Not wanting to let the moment pass, I stood up and leaned close to him, hoping he would close the distance between our lips.

He obliged and soon we were making out passionately, our tongues intertwined and his hands roaming my back and the hem of my shirt. I let him slip it off and I removed his in turn. Slightly embarrassed by my small breasts, I backed away and covered them with my hands and asked if I was his type of girl. He replied my pulling my close to him and taking one of my nipples in his mouth. I gasped as he took the opportunity to push me back onto his bed, climbed between my legs and kissed down my body, from my lips, to my neck, breasts, sides and to the waistband of my jeans.

I was in heaven. Not only was my vagina soaked, I was in an overwhelming state of feeling “wanted”. He was completely in the moment with me and kissed the edge of my panties as he slipped my jeans off and asked what I was thinking. I rolled on top of him and unbuckled his shorts and began to stroke him through his boxers. He felt like 6 or 7 inches and I wanted him.

I pulled off his shorts and boxers, leaving him naked, with me in just a pale blue lace thong. I again kissed my way down his chest, until I could tease the tip of his cock with my tongue. I took his moan of pleasure as an okay to go further, taking him deeper and deeper into my mouth as I bobbed my head up and down, letting my saliva coat his cock as I worked the base of his shaft in my hand.

After a few minutes of this, he ran his hand through my hair and pulled my chin up to kiss his lips. I shifted on top of him, straddling him still sperated by just a thin lace strip of my thong. He reached between my legs and pushed it to the side and I reached down and settled the tip of him against my entrance. He pulled me down close to him and kissed me passionately as he pushed inside of me in two firm thrusts.

I moaned into his lips as he kissed me harder to match what his cock was doing inside me. Hard, deep, rhythmic thrusts that were driving me wild. My inner walls clenched tight around his shaft as I went over the edge. Thinking he must have climaxed with me when he suddenly slowed down, I began to get up off of him.

He took this as an opportunity to pull my thong off and asked me where I wanted him to finish. I told him anywhere but my pussy since I’d missed some of my BC in the field. He pushed me face down onto the mattress and pulled my hips up to meet his own. I felt him slide into me again and again as I moaned into the mattress and pushed back against him in rhythm with his thrusts.

Another minute or two went by and I climaxed again, this time as he pulled out and sprayed his cum all over my back and butt. Like a true gentleman, he offered me a shower afterwards to clean up. I ended up staying the night, sleeping in one of his old shirts, no panties, just cuddled up against him.

We went on to have more dinners and other adventures like this while we were in the same unit. Please feel free to shoot me some feedback if you’re interested in stories like this and would want to hear more!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hwmke5/my_first_experience_with_my_platoon_leader