Duty calls
written by:
Anonyed

Dave paused before leaving the hotel room to ensure he looked OK. Short-cropped hair neatly combed, and face cleanly shaven. Flying suit clean and not wrinkled. Clean t-shirt underneath.

Satisfied, Dave walked down to the lobby, and hailed a cab. He grinned inwardly at the stares from the people as he waited for the cab to arrive. Here in downtown Vancouver, they weren't used to seeing a military pilot in his flight suit. This was quite a change from the small town where he was stationed as a jet flying instructor - back there, they were used to seeing pilots like him, and his typical pilot's ego was stroked when people stared at him. As he climbed into the cab, he felt very happy - he had managed to get assigned to public relations recruiting duty at the Pacific National Exhibition (PNE) for two weeks, and all he had to do was smile and talk with the people while dressed up as a pilot - it didn't get any easier than that.

Dave had jumped at the occasion to take this duty. The PNE was full of hot babes, and it would be a great change of pace to get away from teaching students to fly. He loved Vancouver, and was looking forward to hanging around on the beach, chatting up women at the PNE, and living all-expenses paid at the hotel. This was like a vacation, and he was planning to make the most of it.

On arrival at the PNE, he made his way to the military recruiting display, and was greeted by a young Corporal (Marny - mustn't forget that name, he thought) who smiled and showed him to where he would be working. Marny filled out her dark green uniform pants nicely, and her summer short-sleeved shirt covered what looked like nice-sized breasts. Her hair was pulled back into a severe bun, and she wore very little make-up, but still managed to look perky and cute. Glancing down at her left hand, he saw an engagement ring - oh well, he thought - a Corporal was taboo for a Captain anyway, and the fact that this one is engaged made it easy for him to resist temptation.

Marny introduced Dave to the rest of the recruiting team. There was the stereotype crusty old Navy Petty Officer, the old Army Major who was counting the days until retirement, and two other Corporals. Dave's job was to answer questions, and to pose for pictures with the kids beside the ejection seat mock-up in the kiosk. Two of the Corporals (Marny and Jack) were to take pictures, and the other one printed out the hard copies for the kids.

It looked easy, and it was. In fact, it was a bit boring, but Dave didn't let that ruin his enjoyment at chatting with anyone who stopped by. The only damper on his day was when the old Major pulled him aside early on and gave him the lecture. "You represent the military, and I want it to be clear that there will be no monkey business. You save the flirting and the kidding around for your time off, and not around here in uniform. I know what you young fly-boys are like - I'm watching you carefully, son", said the old-school Army officer.

"Yes sir", replied Dave, making a mental note not to get caught in babe chat-up mode by this old prig. He'd just have to make sure he didn't notice, and watch his ass around the old bastard. The rest of the staff was friendly enough, if not a little stand-offish. They weren't officers, and the old division between officers and non-commissioned military was very much in evidence here. Not surprising, given that the guy in charge was Army, one of the corporals (Marny) was Army too, and the rest were Navy. Those services weren't quite as relaxed as the Air Force, but Dave didn't give it much thought. He was soon in social mode, having a great time talking with the people that wandered by the kiosk.

For the first few days, he was quite content to take his time and feel his way around. After all, he had to do this for two weeks, so there was no point in rushing things, or in getting off on the wrong foot.

Off duty, he explored a bit. He had heard a lot about Wreck Beach, so when he got a half-day off, he took the bus down to the cliff-top near the University of British Columbia. The path down to the beach was very steep, and Dave was glad he was only 25 and in top physical shape - climbing back up this winding and steep path was going to be a bit tiring.

At the bottom, he came out into the sunshine away from the thick vegetation along the cliff. The beach was relatively uncrowded, which was not surprising for a weekday afternoon. So why did Dave bother going to such an isolated and quiet beach? Simple. Wreck Beach was a well-known nude beach, and Dave was very keen in seeing what it was all about.

He walked a short distance away from the path, scanning around without making it obvious, and saw that the majority of the people were older, and some of the wrinkled flesh and flab kind of turned him off. They in turn glanced at him in his shorts and t-shirt, and probably dismissed him as just another voyeur out for a cheap thrill.

Dave picked a spot not too far from the water, and about 10 feet from two groups of young women. Spreading out his towel, he stripped naked, and lay down on his back with his book. He carefully avoided eye contact with the young women nearest to him, having absolutely no idea what the etiquette was on a nude beach. At least he had a great view of their gorgeous bodies...

A short while later, he noticed a shapely shadow cast on his towel. Looking up, he did a double take. A young woman was standing over him, wearing nothing but a leather utility belt, and dragging a little sled with a cooler on it. "Want something to drink?" she asked, motioning toward the cooler.

Dave shaded his eyes and squinted up at her, noting that she had nice breasts with not a trace of a tan line anywhere, and that he could spot a partly-shaved pussy poking out from under her money belt. "Yeah, sure - what kind of drinks you got?" he asked. She went through the list of beers and other drinks, and Dave asked for a Blue Light. He got some money out of his wallet, and was about to pay when he heard a voice from the group of women closest to him: "How about us? Are you going to buy us a drink too?"

Dave welcomed the opportunity to look directly at them. One of them was facing him, lying on her stomach, and raised up slightly on her elbows. Dave could just make out her small pink nipples where her small, firm breasts touched the beach towel, and he had a partial view of her slim waist and firm buttocks behind her head. She was very pretty, in a fresh-faced kind of way, and looked at him expectantly.

"What can I offer you?" She smiled, and asked for a couple Vodka coolers, one for her and one for her friend. Dave paid, and the vendor tucked the money into her money belt, then gave Dave a great view of her pussy lips framed by her tanned and firm ass as she bent down to fish the drinks out of the cooler and handed them out.

"Thanks, stranger" said the woman on the next towel. Dave raised his bottle to them, and they all drank up. He struck up a conversation with them, and found out their names were Cindy and Karen. They were visiting from Northern California, and were surprised at how far he had come to visit the beach. Tonight was the last night of their week-long vacation.

As they talked, Dave took in the sight of their tight little bodies as he talked, and soon found himself having to roll over onto his stomach, to hide the fact his cock was starting to fill with blood at the sight of these two little hotties. Cindy, the one who had spoken to him first, was the smaller-breasted of the two. Karen was more of a C cup (while Cindy was a B), and both of them had small waists and tight asses.

Karen rolled over on her back, and he had a clear view of her lovely breasts as they flattened slightly against her chest, the dollar-sized areolas and long nipples almost impossible to look away from. At this point, he had pulled his towel alongside the two women, and he also noted how Karen's pubic hair matched her light blonde hair, barely concealing her pussy lips. Thank God for mirrored sunglasses, he thought!

Before long, they were laughing and getting along famously. The girls were intrigued that he flew jets for a living, and he played it up as much as possible, making it seem that he defied death with every flight. After a while, his erection had subsided enough to roll back over on his stomach, so he did, and applied sunscreen to his body, especially the creamy white area normally covered by his swim trunks.

He saw that both girls were looking at him as he applied the lotion, and when he got close to his penis, Cindy covered her mouth and giggled. Dave stopped, and looked at her, wondering what was so funny. She giggled again, and said "yes, there too - you wouldn't want to put it out of commission, would you?"

Dave turned bright red, embarrassed. Cindy clarified. "Everyone does it here - otherwise it gets really ugly!" Dave rubbed lotion into his cock, and to his horror, it grew and started to stand up, with a mind of its own. Both Cindy and Karen giggled. "Now that's a nice tribute!" sputtered one of them, and Dave couldn't help but laugh himself. The humour defused the sexual tension, and Dave saw his penis subside again after a few minutes. It was strange how public nudity could become so normal, he mused.

He found out that both women had been here a few times this week, and that they had explored a lot of the beach. After a couple hours, Cindy sat up, and looked down at her body carefully. "Hmm, looks like I'd better get out of the sun a bit." She looked at Karen, who also sat up and nodded her head. "Dave, you're going to toast if we don't get you out of the sun too. We know a little place with lots of shade, way down the beach. Why don't you come with us, and we can go for a swim and have some more drinks?"

Dave needed no prodding to prolong his time with these two hotties. He grabbed a few more drinks from the drink lady (by this time they had each had a few, and he got them two more each), and the three of them walked down the beach together. As Cindy got up, she wobbled slightly from the alcohol and the sun, and Karen steadied her.

Dave noticed the glances from the men on the beach, as they stared at the two hot women walking with him. Karen's breasts jiggled heavily as she walked, while Cindy's stayed firmly standing out, moving very little. When he stopped at one point to wash his feet in the surf, he was afforded a lovely view of their tight butts as they walked, which caused his penis to stir and hang about 45 degrees below horizontal, sticking out more than when at rest. Cindy turned to check if he was OK at that point, and he saw her eyes flick down to his stiffening penis briefly. She leaned close to Karen, whispering, and Karen turned and smiled slyly, then turned away and nodded.

They walked for a long time. The further they went, the more intrigued (and excited) Dave got. Why would these two girls be taking him so far, if their only intention was to get him out of the sun? Clearly, there was something else afoot, and he was only too happy to play along and pretend it was perfectly normal to be walking for 20 minutes beyond the last small clump of humanity on the beach, and along increasingly narrower areas that effectively cut off access to all but the most determined.

Around a headland, Dave saw that there was a narrow bit of sandy beach, and the shade of the cliff coupled with the distance from the access path explained why absolutely nobody was nearby. There were no footprints anywhere, and Dave guessed that no one came here. The girls laid their towels out in the shade, and Dave arranged the bottles on his. Quickly, the two girls ran out into the ocean, and plunged into the water. Dave followed them, and felt the cool Northern Pacific waters on his naked body.

The girls were quite frisky in the water, and Dave found himself splashing and bumping their slick bodies accidentally(?) as they frolicked in the surf. The proximity to these two nubile nude women, coupled with the physical activity, soon had his penis standing out proudly in a partial erection. At one point, Cindy started splashing him, and Dave was splashing back, and Cindy screamed for Karen to help her out.

Dave felt Karen grab his biceps from behind, and she pulled him back toward her body, preventing him from splashing. Dave, of course, didn't fight back at all, letting her grab his arms. He could feel her large breasts pillowing out on his back as she held his arms down by his side - man, it had been a long time since he'd felt anything like that!

Cindy saw him ‘imprisoned', and splashed him on the chest gently, moving in closer to him as she did. "No fair" protested Dave, making a feeble attempt to free his arms, and causing Karen to pull him tighter to her. Dave had a great view of Cindy's pert breasts as she bent down slightly to splash more water, and he could feel Karen's nipples poking into his back - the net result was a sudden hardening of his penis, which now stood out well above horizontal, and was impossible to ignore.

"What have we here?" asked Cindy, as she closed the gap between her and Dave. With one hand, she reached down and grasped his penis, causing him to gasp. Dave was too shocked to react, until Cindy used one arm to brace herself on his shoulder, ensuring she could rise up and stay near him despite the gentle wave action on their bodies. Cindy kissed him, open-mouthed. Dave groaned into her mouth as he returned the kiss, and Cindy gave his hard penis a gentle squeeze as they embraced.

For a few minutes, they kissed, as Karen now explored Dave's torso from behind, plastering her voluptuous body against his, slick from the water. Cindy pressed in close, and Dave noted that Karen was also tweaking Cindy's breasts as she stroked him.

This was too much! Responding to Karen's gentle push, he moved into the shallower water at the edge of the surf, where they were no longer in danger of being pushed over by the waves. Once there, Dave allowed his hands to roam over Cindy's body, feeling her pert breasts with small erect nipples. He felt down to her crotch, and was not surprised to find that she was wet with anticipation. Karen was circling around them, caressing both their bodies, and stealing the occasional kiss from Dave as she did so.

Dave's cock was on high alert, and he pressed it between his and Cindy's body, where it lodged against her tummy. Slick from the water and suntan lotion, it felt wonderful as he rubbed against her lower abdomen. Dave made his move, bending his knees and lifting one of her legs up. Cindy responded by hooking her raised leg around his butt, and Dave felt with his hand, aligning himself with her vagina as he stood with his knees bent. Karen watched with intense interest, and she was the one who guided Dave's penis at just the right angle, so that he could slide partially into Cindy's cunt.

Dave felt the hot wetness of her vaginal passage as his cock head split her lips. She was quite lubricated, and he slid in easily. Pulling back, then pushing slightly harder forward, he managed to go in most of the way on his second stroke. Cindy made a throaty groaning noise as she felt herself filled by his penis, and she gripped his back tightly. Dave reached down and grabbed her ass, lifting her up off her feet. Cindy obliged by opening both legs wide and wrapping them around his body, as he used his strength to move her up and down on his cock.

Karen was standing behind Cindy, her hands on Cindy's breasts, tweaking her nipples and squeezing the firm flesh. One of those hands dropped to Cindy's clit, and started stroking her friend while Dave fucked her. Cindy clenched her cunt muscles, and Dave could feel her tightening on him as he stroked slowly in and out.

Dave was starting to get tired of holding her up, and said "Let's go on to the towels". Cindy panted "No - wait - I'm almost there Karen... Don't stop... yeah, like that..." then she came suddenly, rocking her hips against his pubic bone and against Karen's fingers as Cindy climaxed.

Dave gritted his teeth. "I'm gonna come too..." partly a question, partly a warning, and Cindy nodded, humping up and down on his rigid penis. "Do it... just come..." she hissed, her breathing ragged. Dave's pent-up sperm from months of no sex came rushing out of his penis in several strong jets, and Cindy clenched her pussy as she felt his spasms, milking his come out of him.

Spent, Cindy dropped her legs, and she and Dave leaned on each other, panting heavily. Karen stroked both their backs, plastering her naked body against their sides. By unspoken agreement, they walked the short distance to the towels, and Cindy lay on her back, legs splayed, and sperm leaking out of her gaped vagina. Dave got down on his knees, feeling a mixture of sexual relief and anticipation.

Karen came around and stood in front of Dave, looking down at where he was kneeling next to Cindy. "My turn for some fun now", she pronounced, and she pulled his head toward her crotch. Dave smelled the musty odour of aroused pussy mixed with sea salt, and he quickly got to work licking her moist lips. Karen was the quiet type, moaning softly and encouraging his movements with her hands, making sure he knew exactly how she wanted it.

Cindy crawled over, and grabbed his semi-hard cock. Dave felt her mouth wrapping around his cock head, as she licked her own juices and his sperm off his cock. Soon, he was back to full hardness, and Cindy took him fully into her mouth, knowing just how to keep him aroused without pushing him over the edge. Meanwhile, Karen was about to come. Her fingers curled into his short hair, gripping his head so hard it almost hurt. She was clearly about to orgasm - Dave looked up and saw her large nipples standing out proudly, her large tits shaking as her upper body shook.

Karen cried out, and stopped Dave from moving his head. Realizing she needed him to stop licking, he withdrew his tongue and blew some warm air along her vaginal lips near the top, then plunged his tongue back onto her clitoris as her orgasm subsided, which caused her to gasp and buck again as another orgasm took her.

Karen reached down and took his hands, pulling him upright. She kissed him deeply, and he pulled her soft body in tightly to his. Karen then broke the kiss and looked him in the eyes. "Let's fuck!", whereupon she lay down on her back, knees up and legs splayed. Dave got down on his knees, and positioned himself at her entrance. Karen helped him aim with her long fingers, and he pushed just the head of his cock inside. She looked up at him with hooded eyes, and urged him to continue. "I want you to fill me up - do me!" she hissed, and Dave pulled back until his cock was just outside her entrance, then plunged in all the way.

He lost awareness of all else as he focused on the intense pleasure of feeling her hot vagina around his rod, and he slammed into her fast and hard, loving the way her large breasts shook as he ravaged her body. Karen spread her legs as widely as she could, and helped him ram into her by pulled his butt into her. This proof that she wanted him deeper inside made Dave come suddenly, with no warning. He collapsed onto her body, and Cindy joined them, lying beside Karen.

"Wow!" exclaimed Dave. "Never in my wildest dreams..." The two women looked at each other, then at him, and Karen started giggling. "Let's just say you were in the right place at the right time, Dave. We've been here for a week, and somehow we haven't met too many guys as intriguing as you: young, fit, jet pilot - and nice to talk to, to boot."

Dave grinned. "Do you two do this a lot?" Karen shook her head slowly, with a serious expression on her face. "No, actually. This week we had a bit of a thing with a couple guys, but this is only the second time we do a threesome. The first time was last year, and we've been waiting for the moment when both of us clicked on someone - and lucky for you, it happened to click for both of us today. Of course, the fact that we are flying back home tomorrow and this is our last ‘fling' before getting back to real life kind of made it urgent."

Cindy nodded, making affirmative noises. "So come on, Dave, time is of the essence here. Are you feeling up for some more fun?" Dave smiled broadly, nodded, and said "You bet!"

The three of them spent another hour in their secluded beach spot, then made the long trudge back to the cliffside path. By the time they arrived at the top, all of them were famished. The girls had a rental car, and they took Dave to their hotel. At the hotel restaurant, they wolfed down a meal, then retired upstairs to carry on their debauchery.

The next morning, Dave took a cab to his own hotel across town, with two phone numbers tucked away in his wallet. He was already planning a cross-country training flight to the nearest USAF base to where they lived as he showered and dressed for work. When he arrived at the kiosk, Marny took one look at him and raised an eyebrow.

"You look tired, sir..." she commented, and Dave grinned so broadly she put her hand to her mouth to stifle a giggle. It wouldn't do to let the old Major see her having fun with the young Captain, she thought. Dave wiped the smile off his face, and tried to look serious. "Uh, yes - a little tired... let's just say I was burning the candle at both ends last night. Shall we get to work?"

Marny nodded and waved for him to go first, not asking for any more details. From his good humour and blush as she inquired about his evening, she surmised that he had met someone and gotten his ‘pee-pee wet', as her fiancée would put it. She followed him toward the public area of the kiosk, and couldn't help but let her mind wander to thoughts of her fiancée, who was stationed across the country in Halifax. It had been months since she'd seen him, and she couldn't help but envy the young officer's evident tryst last night. One day soon, she thought - she would make sweet love with her fiancée again...

Stay tuned for Part 2!