It was while she was travelling on the central line, one of several underground train lines, that Paige Jones, a US soldier who was four days into her two week vacation, happened upon a discarded copy of the very paper the couple had placed the advertisement in.
The woman, a 21-year-old recruit, her red hair still short, was curious as to how British men and women worded their personal adverts. In the US, ‘Roman culture' meant orgy, ‘English culture' - BDSM while ‘Greek culture' indicated anal sex, that, in addition to the term ‘Backdoor', which the couple had gone for.
‘Hello. What's this, surely not,' she immediately thought, upon seeing the words: ‘Backdoor club'. Paige was fully aware of Britain's sexist laws, which deprived women of the ultimate natural taboo along with the sexual pleasure that accompanied being double teamed, something her mind immediately recalled from the end of her last tour of duty, which ended some six months ago.
It was 1992, a year after President Clinton ordered troops to blanket bomb Baghdad and Saddam Hussein. Paige was one of a group of four soldiers who were stationed in and around Iran and awaiting orders as what to do.
It had been several weeks of waiting, Paige recalled, still with no word. She, along with Buzz, Rocky and Alan had cleaned their weapons so many times that they looked almost new. They were bored, but, as soldiers, alert; they had to be.
It was a new era, one that allowed female recruits into the armed forces. To pass the time, they played games. On this occasion, one of the men suggested strip poker. Considering what little each was wearing, an olive green tank top come vest and regulation army trousers and black boots, strip poker or strip anything would have been over quite quickly.
Although Paige turned her nose up at the somewhat sexist idea, Buzz chipped in with ‘truth or dare', for the third time. "What about spin the bottle?" Paige exclaimed, and in such a tone that the others agreed. "It can be like truth or dare, except that the bottle decides which one of us says it and does it," she added with glee.
Having cut a pack of cards to see who asks the one the bottleneck points at first, Buzz spun the bottle, which pointed towards Rocky across from him.
"Here's an easy one, big guy, and remember, you get to ask the next one," Buzz intoned, playfully. "What do you think of our Paige, here?"
"For the minute you had me worried," Rocky began. "She's held her own so far, but she's still a woman; spunky with it," he jollied, and then spun the bottle, which, once it had stopped revolving, indicated Paige.
"Okay, let's make this interesting," Rocky said. "Why did you join the army, Paige?"
"To meet hunks like you guys," she rejoined, immediately, her tone almost flirtatious.
Although the four of them slept in the same room, they treated Paige with military respect rather than as a woman. Never before had she been with such well-built men and, well, it was frustrating that not one of them had come on to her. ‘Time to put that right,' she decided, both with the game and her question, which fell to Buzz.
"Okay, Buzz, and you must tell me how you got your name—later. Now, though, who do you think about when you go to bed?" Paige asked, knowing he was single.
"Someone close," he said, directing a smile at her to his right.
With his second spin, the first one pointing at him, Buzz invited Alan to kiss Paige, which she made no objection to, for 15 seconds - no tongues, though. ‘Damn,' she thought, and puckered up as the pair leant into one another while Buzz counted it out on his watch.
Knowing of Rocky's true thoughts towards Paige, Alan asked him to reveal them.
"Let me start by saying..." he began, only for Buzz and Alan, joined by Paige herself, to repeatedly chant: ‘Tell.'
"Okay, alright..." at which point the others stopped.
"Your one sexy woman—for a soldier," Rocky told them. ‘Yuk! Where's the sick bag,' Paige responded in her mind. ‘Right, time to turn the heat up,' she subsequently remarked to herself, before willing the bottle to land on Rocky.
"Buzz!" she exclaimed, and with not one ounce of disappointment. "Kiss me..."
"You have to choose someone other than yourself, Paige; those are the rules, right, guys," he quickly interrupted her welcome suggestion.
"Awl," she bemoaned, before promptly directing him to remove his vest. "Nice pecs, by the way," she did her best to hide her swoon, and then on it went.
After a couple of guy on guy rounds, Alan directed Buzz to kiss Paige for 20 seconds, with tongues, while he then asked Rocky how many times he had jacked off while thinking about her. Quite some, it turned out, which got Paige all the more hot and horny for them; her clit hardening in her white cotton panties while her nipples caused noticeable dimples in her vest.
Falling on Paige next, Rocky had Alan embrace her, their upper bodies touching for 20 seconds. As he did, though, Alan whispered: "You're kinda hot, Paige," which prompted her to poke her tits and rock hard nipples at him.
"Any chance we can suspend the rule, Buzz?" Paige appealed to him, as she fluttered her eyelashes a few times.
"What about it, guys," he intoned, each one knowing where the game was headed and each one naturally agreeing.
"Okay Rocky," Paige, turned to her right, said, before directing him to remove her tank top, and with a coy, yet far from innocent smile. "Slowly, though," she added, and he obliged.
After two more spins, everyone was topless, while Paige felt ever more neglected. There she was, a beautiful, sensual woman in the springtime of her adult life, her shapely 38C tits on display, topped off by a pair of nipples that were so damn hard they could easily cut glass.
With the bottle pointing to Paige, courtesy of Alan's spin, he asked her if she thought about them erotically and, if so, how many times.
"Not that often, Alan, hardly at all," she teased. "These two, though, most of the time," Paige crooned, while pointing to Buzz and Rocky sat either side of her.
"You like being double-teamed, then?" Alan intoned, playfully.
Having not heard the expression before (Paige just being out of her teens by 15 months), she invited him to elaborate.
"He means, Paige," Buzz began, wanting to put it lightly, "being intimate with two guys."
"It's a bit more than that, Buzz," Rocky piped, but left it at that.
"Well, I certainly imagine at least two of you having me," she crooned, sultrily, before moving her hand to spin the bottle.
‘Alan,' she noted to herself. ‘Time for payback,' she thought, minxily.
"I take it one of you would be in my pussy; which, by the way, is rather moist about now. So, Alan, given the opportunity, where would you like your hard-on to be ‘double teamed?" Paige teased him.
"In your backdoor...your lovely tight ass," he replied, noticing that she wasn't familiar with that term either.
"You like a nice tight ass, then," she continued, while Alan, his fingers momentarily trembling, spun the bottle, which pointed towards Rocky.
"Rocky. I'd like you to suck Paige's nipples for 15 seconds each," Alan announced.
"Can he lick them first?" Paige responded.
"Okay, sure," Alan agreed, while Buzz, far from feeling left out, watched what was developing before his eyes while his hard-on pressed, noticeably, against the tight fit of his camouflage pants.
With a hand supporting each full tit, which jutted them towards Rocky's warm tongue, Paige had to suck, more than bite, her lip, to subdue her pleasured cries, especially when he took her moist rock hard nipple between his warm lips. During the allowed time, Rocky continued to flick his tongue tip around each before releasing the subsequent warm slick flesh and moving to the other one.
Finished, and with Paige somewhat caressing her breasts, momentarily, no doubt wanting and expecting more attention from who next the bottle fell on, Rocky invited his comrade in arms sat opposite him to see how moist Paige was; she having just hinted at the fact.
Having released her tits as she stood up, Paige undid her pants and pulled them over her shapely ass. She then slid them down her thighs and let them fall around the tops of her boots. When she stood up, though, a faint, single red pube was noticeably peeking from the right side of a small fronted black thong. Unlike the men, Paige hadn't had the luxury to shave herself. She was far from home, while their accommodation was far from that of a hotel and separate rooms.
Paige stood there, her hands on her waist inches from the sides of her thin waistband as she awaited Buzz's erotic attention, one that she had been mercilessly dying to feel for weeks on end. Sure, she was a soldier, but, she was also a woman, a woman who both liked and enjoyed the rugged intimacy of men. A hard cock in all the right places, mouth, pussy and ass; especially her tight little backdoor, as she subsequently knew it was also referred to.
"Don't be shy," she coaxed Buzz, who hesitated before, and being a gentleman by not pulling the small scrap of the gusset to one side, reaching up, instead, and, having gripped the string below Paige's hands, slowly drew both them and, soon after, the moist patch-like material down her thighs.
Despite the lack of shaving opportunity, Paige's mound was covered with only a vague amount of rust coloured wiry pubes, which glistened from the dew-like moisture of her arousal fluids. To say she was horny, and had become more so as the game became ever more risqué, was an understatement.
"Feel me, Buzz, feel how much I want you to," Paige provoked him, her fingers moving to that of her fuck lips, which, although she wanted something meaty between them, the wanton slut in her parted slightly.
"Fuck me!" exclaimed Alan, unable to believe his eyes and where Buzz was directing his fingers.
Paige didn't flinch one bit when she welcomed her fellow soldier's warm fingers into the folds of her wet cunt. In fact, and managing to subdue the pleasure she felt from his touch, Paige showed little if any response whatsoever as Buzz massaged her sex and even managed to stroke her hidden treasure; her firm clit; with his agile thumb.
"Time," Rocky called, and with that, they broke apart; Paige sitting back down with her legs crossed and her russet pussy and shapely tits on display. That caused Alan and Rocky to lick their lips as Buzz spun the bottle with his sticky fingers.
"Right, Alan!" Paige intoned, having Buzz gotten her to remove her boots and trousers, thereby allowing the young soldier sat to his right, should she want, to be both comfortable while covering herself up. Although Paige welcomed the first, she was okay with her almost full nudity; besides, if it got them all the more animal and primal, then that was fine by her.
"I've shown you mine, now, I want to see yours. Out with it!" she enjoined, having he been taken aback.
"My, that's a big one. I've not had one as big as that before. Are you all that pleased to see me," Paige jollied, looking first to Buzz and then Rocky as she knelt up and then crawled, feline-like, towards Alan.
Far from any of them saying something, they simply watched as Paige, who was almost hovering over Alan's bulbous crown, dribbled some of her saliva from her pursed lips.
"Any chance we can play a different game, guys. See how many cocks can fit inside me—eventually," Paige minded them, before lowering her head and extending her warm moist tongue, which she then flicked, licked and slathered around Alan's velvety warm glans.
Continuing with what she was doing, and to Alan's complete delight, his hands braced at his sides just behind himself, Paige heard the rustle of Buzz and Rocky undressing, followed soon after by one of them (Buzz) sliding in from her left side to fondle and lick her tits while the other one (Rocky) used his knife to cut the left side of her thong.
With the material pooled around her right knee, Paige noticed a different touch to that of Buzz a short while ago. It wasn't easy for her to manage her concentration levels evenly as she slowly slid her lips up and down Alan's erection while Rocky licked around her receptive pussy and stroked her hard clit, all while Buzz flicked, licked and sucked each nipple in turn. In fact, it was murder, pleasurable, though.
"Fuck, yes, make me cum—again," Paige urged them, her second climax picking up steam with alacrity as Rocky finger fucked her pussy with all but his thumb and licked her offered backdoor while, yet again, stroking her clit to fulfil her wishes.
"Hurmn, hurmn," she moaned and mumbled around Alan's firm shaft, her cheeks drawn in just as she had seen in her first porno while her warm moist tongue traced around the pulsing veins as they pumped ever more blood around his body.
"Oh, God, hurmn, yes. Do you, oh fuck, want me to cum for you, is that it," Alan, on the brink of his own climax, which wasn't far off, enquired.
"Ur-urm," Paige mumbled some form of agreement, while bobbing her head encouragingly up and down his warm thick length.
Moments afterwards, and accepting her understanding, Alan's balls began to swell, then his shaft began to tingle as his hot sticky cum erupted and filled Paige's welcome mouth with splash after splash of his warm seed. Thereafter, she sucked and swallowed, until she felt he was empty.
"There," she intoned, before directing Buzz to repose himself, still sucking her nipples in turn while Paige got to grips with his cock.
In a truncated 69 position, Paige slid and teased her tongue around his velvety crown. She then, even, flicked the sensitive rim of Buzz's helmet before cradling his shaft in her hand and then sliding her tongue tip down and up his shaft in a side to side action. Of course, she managed to concentrate on doing all of that while Alan teased Paige's asshole with his warm moist tongue followed by as many as two and three fingers of his right hand.
"Urmn, hurmn," she released a pleasured moan, having encompassed the bell end of Buzz's hard-on, which she sucked on while again concentratively flicking and licking his puffy glans.
"Oo yes," he likewise responded, before moving to suck Paige's other stout nipple.
‘Heaven at last,' she thrilled inside, and with that, her concentration level went to the sensation of Rocky filling her wet pussy with his firm and upstanding weapon. Although she had all her holes filled - Alan's fingers in her ass - it was the cock that was being thrust into her wet sex and with firm forward swings of Rocky's hips that Paige focussed on. That one, along with Alan stroking her clit, was facilitating another climax to manifest itself while Buzz wasn't far off giving up his. When they did, Buzz and Paige together, Rocky's groin was making loud slapping noises against her shapely ass, her buttocks even rippled as he did, all the while gripping her hips to keep her still with each swing.
"Looks like I get Paige's backdoor first, then," Rocky enthused, what with the other two still to raise themselves.
"You okay, Paige?" Buzz enquired, considering Rocky's girth beside that of his length, only for Alan to produce the oil he uses to clean his actual weapon.
"Cheers Al'. Maybe hold her ass open for me," Rocky invited him.
Having he done so, and Rocky drizzled some of the oil onto Jones' perineum, from where it then slid down to her asshole, Alan flexed her puckered opening closed and open, thereby coating the walls of her anus with it before Rocky dripped some there and then anointed his long thick weapon.
"We'll take care of you, Paige, alright," Rocky assured her, and the others agreed. "Don't panic, just breathe deeply," Rocky schooled her, moments before she felt the swollen head of his erection nudge and slide around her exposed rosebud before finally slipping in.
"Hurmn," Paige cried around Buzz's cock, which she was still sucking, right up until then, when Rocky urged a bit more inside her and then subsequently stopped.
"Okay, it's all yours, Paige," he said, and remained still.
"Hurm?" she vociferated, lost as to what he meant.
"He means for you to take it at your own pace," Buzz informed her.
"That's right, as much as you want when you want," Alan added his input, before drawing her ass cheeks further back so that Rocky could drip some more of the oil on the foremost point of his shaft.
"Hur-urmn," Paige let out an agreed moan, as she slowly rocked back on the just then oiled portion.
To her surprise, what discomfort she felt was quite dull compared to the pleasure of having her ass full of a cock while its owner, Rocky, stroked her clit. Of course, it wasn't just an average cock that was deflowering her virgin asshole. No, it was the big long mother fucker she had thought about, not that Paige didn't have similar thoughts about all of them. She was, after all, a woman in a predominantly man's army and world and she shared a room with them. She certainly had no trouble in furtively getting herself off beneath her bed sheets whenever the mood and need took her, which was quite often. The men, however...!
"Oh wow, look at her go!" exclaimed Alan, as Paige began to rock herself back and forth on both Rocky and Buzz; being spit fucked by them as it is otherwise known.
"Hurmn," she continued to moan around the latter's shaft, every so often grazing her epiglottis, though with no interest or force, even, from Buzz to have Paige take the head into her throat.
"Is it alright for Alan to try?" Rocky suggested, and with utmost respect.
Letting her up to respond, Paige raised her head from that of Buzz's saliva slick shaft and part turned to address the others.
"Why be so formal. You want to fuck me; go ahead. The game being to see how many cocks can fit inside me," she reminded them, before taking herself from Rocky, who, with regards to him not yet having cum, was certainly holding true to his name.
Some while later, Paige invited Alan to lay beneath her, as it would soon be. She then swung her right leg over him and planted her foot on the ground. From there, she reached down and lightly grasped his shaft, which she then guided into her wet pussy as she lowered herself onto it.
"Hurmn, fuck, emn. Oh lordy, am I really going to do this. Guess so," she thought aloud, and soon had Alan's length inside her wetness followed by her right knee being knelt.
"This is, what?" she said, figuring there had to be some vicarious term for having two cocks inside her, moments before she felt Alan's hands once more draw her ass cheeks apart and Rocky's left hand rest, more than press down, on the small of her back.
"Double penetration," Buzz rejoined, while Rocky indicated ‘double teamed,' either way, they both described Paige's cock filled situation, one that was about to progress to being triple penetrated when she took Buzz back into her mouth and no doubt throat, eventually. In the meantime, Paige was more than happy to be pleasurably ‘double teamed'.
"Oh fuck, oh, my, fucking, god, fuck! Fuck me, fuck—me!" she cried out her insistence, as her body responded to unknown unchannelled experiences; even her rapidly gathering orgasm felt different.
"Fuck, yes, fuck yes, fuck my ass, fuck my cunt, more, I'm gonna...uh, urmn!" she cried out, and there it was.
Paige's upper body arched in response. That brought her head up to Buzz's level and, with her mouth open and gasping as her body was rocked with the most powerful orgasm she had ever experienced, officer Jones fell on his offered cock and consumed it whole.
Thereafter and as she rode out several more glorious climaxes, with them switching around on her, before they, themselves, climaxed, Paige continued to murmur around the firm cock that so filled her mouth and throat.
‘Fuck! I've missed my stop and I'm fucking wet.../
To be continued in part 2.
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