‘Fuck! I've missed my stop and I'm fucking wet. Emn, fond fucking memories. Yeah, why not,' Paige Jones thought to herself, agreeably, and took the paper with her...!
When Zowie answered her call, she hardly recognised any notable American twang to Paige's voice, that's because her parents had died in a car crash in England, and so she made the journey across the Atlantic. There, she spent the later part of her teens with her aunt and uncle; her mom having moved to England to marry her father several years before she was born.
Although Paige's auditional role-play was very much military based, Zowie had no reason to assume she was, in fact, a soldier. Indeed, and apart from the previously mentioned four women who had joined the ‘Backdoor club', few of the other candidates had enjoyed a scene close to their profession.
In the car, Paige accepted the blindfold without hesitation. She was a fully trained soldier, one who, if there was any need, could take both Zowie and her partner without blinking an eye. Thankfully, though, that wasn't the case; they were quite genuine.
After the usual short ride, Zowie, with her camera in hand, escorted Paige through the entrance and promptly removed the blindfold. Having Paige adjusted her eyes, rather quickly it so happened, what with night manoeuvres, she subsequently removed her mac to reveal almost what she had worn during the games with Buzz, Alan and Rocky, while her arms showed little sign of defined muscle. Unlike the men, she had no interest in defacing her natural beauty with tattoos.
In the main room, Paige Jones emitted a short smile of appreciation at what she saw. As requested, there were five beds, a pair in two rows with a good distance between them. They were occupied by four men, each one a complete stranger to Paige, while the fifth one, set beyond the four and in the middle, was both empty and awaiting Paige's presence.
Almost quietly, so as not to disturb them, she stealthed her way in between and past the sets of beds and was soon, minus her boots and duds and wearing just a vest and white cotton thong, which was noticeably moist, underneath the covers of the empty bed.
While she waited for them to notice her, Paige slipped her right hand inside her panties and began stroking her pussy. She then took a few more moments, both to smear the stickiness on her asshole and then ease all three fingers into her tight butt. After the session with her three comrades in arms, Paige's love of anal sex and the pleasure she got from being double teamed by them had grown markedly, enough that, as with then, she would always fuck her ass whenever she was alone and horny, much preferring her warm fingers to the cold hardness of a toy.
Still with her fingers inside herself, those of her left subsequently between her wet pussy lips, one of the men emitted a loud sniffing noise before lifting himself up and sniffing the air again.
"Can you smell that," he called to the others, who all did likewise a couple of times, though, not in unison.
"Smells like...sniff, sniff...pussy!" exclaimed Mitch, his head being the nearest to where Paige was happily playing with herself.
"Since when did they let pussy into the army," questioned Chris, the first of them to notice the scent, thereof.
"It's coming from over there," said Mitch, the others, including Ray, and Roland who was black, all sat up to see as he pointed to Paige's bed.
Drawing back the covers on their bed, they all got up and went to have a closer look, each one tenting his boxer shorts, Paige noticed, as they approached her horny body.
"Pussy!" announced Chris, who then stooped down, grabbed the recruit's bed cover and then drew it back.
"She's playing with herself," announced Mitch.
"We can do that for you, pussy," offered Roland.
"Yeah, and a lot more besides," added Del, with a chuckle, moments before Chris, having already thrown back the covers, took Paige's left arm, which he directed up to his awaiting mouth.
After some long sucks, he proclaimed: "It even tastes like pussy!"
He then pulled her up into a sitting position, which brought her head level with his and the other noticeable hard-ons, each one straining for release and relief. Not one to turn down such an offer in her personal life, ‘a hard dick being good to find,' always, Paige soon had Chris's shorts down and her hands, both of them, around his big dick; her eyes lighting up upon immediately noticing it.
Wanting to see if Zowie's selection for her gangbang were as equally proportioned as well, Paige soon had the shorts of the other pseudo soldiers at half mast and their dicks at attention; hers, specifically.
‘Oh my, and all for me,' she regaled to herself, before grasping the outside pair, one in each hand, and then sucking down on Chris followed by Mitch, who urged her all the way down with his hands. Although unaccustomed to such forward forcefulness, even when he held her head still and fucked her mouth, she took it as a British custom along with their love of bondage and domination.
"Gluh," she vociferated, repeatedly, whenever one of them fucked his bulging glans down her throat. It was clear they had been without pussy for some while; stuck in whatever godforsaken country they were in. All the same, it was her mouth that was coming in for attention and Paige lapped it up, even that of her spittle when it drooled from her lower lip and chin after a hard throat fuck from each one; Chris taking a second turn with her before standing the slut up.
"Yeah, let me smell this pussy of yours," he said, only to produce a sharp knife and, just as Rocky had done, grasp the thin strap of her left waistband and cut the fine strip of nylon material, which he subsequently released. What with Paige playing with herself and becoming ever more aroused and turned on as they fucked her mouth, although the back triangle fell away, the front gusset was almost stuck to her shaved pussy mound.
"Will you look at that. Pussy's horny and wet," proclaimed Mitch, as Chris, having returned the knife to where it was, moved his fingers to feel Paige's wetness.
"Pussy's wet, hungry for cock, her nice tight ass too," Chris intoned, directing Mitch, with a gesture of his head, to see.
Withdrawing his vaguely cum moist fingers from Paige's still adhered warm thong, he moved himself closer, enough that he was able to urge down the front strip of the waistband with his tongue and then take it between his teeth. From there, and maintaining the almost same close proximity, he flared his nostrils, inhaling her pussy's delicious scent as he slowly peeled away the material.
"Pussy smells heavenly," he announced, before lifting up her right foot to remove her cut thong and then placing her leg so that it was knelt back along the bed behind her.
That opened up Paige's ass and sex to greater attention from their tongues, Mitch soon ceding to Del's tongue while Chris flicked and sucked each of Paige's blood engorged meaty fuck lobes and slid a finger into her opening. Although she so wanted to flex herself down and up Chris' dormant, teasing finger, she was unable to. What with her knee being positioned on the bed, she had little balance.
"Fuckers," she cried out, speaking for the first time, almost.
Upon hearing that, Roland, stood to her left, roughly removed her top and then slapped each of her tits in turn. He then grabbed each nipple between his big fingers and thumb and began rolling them.
"Oh, fuck, fuck, yes, urngh," she cried, and with that, he subsequently pulled them, adding the occasional pinch as he did.
"Urngh, huh, huh, huh," she continued to cry and gasp, at the mixed feelings that were churning around her body: one lot of Chris' fingers were fucking her wet pussy while the others had the hood of her clit drawn back while he licked, sucked and teased the distended nubbin. Behind her, and still squatting down, Ray was equally teasing the crinkled rosebud of her tiny asshole with his tongue.
"Fuck, more, yes, fuck yes," Paige encouraged, her hands, each grasping a hank of Chris' and Ray's hair as her climax spiralled through her body, then up her spine on its way to resonate in her head.
When his fingers felt Paige's warm wetness, he quickly held her open and thrust his tongue deep inside her cunt, catching the sweet tasting drips as he wormed it around inside Paige's warm wetness. He then, being the pussy harlot he was, grasped her ass cheeks and held her to him. He almost self-suffocated himself as he licked up her juices and continued to breathe in ‘the scent of pussy'.
"Let me lay down, please," Paige appealed to them, her left thigh slightly trembling from the aftershock of her recent climax.
Agreeably, her right foot was returned to its normal position and then she was sat back down. Clearly, the others wanted a taste of pussy also and Paige had no intention of denying them that pleasure and equal privilege, one that Mitch took up when he left the others to move the near column of beds together and create a double bed.
"Okay, Mitch," Chris began, "let's have pussy on here then we'll bring her one alongside it," he said. At no time had Paige given them her name, and so pussy, slut, even, was more than welcome.
Taking a limb each, they then picked her up and transported the female soldier to the double bed where she was laid along the near one. Once the other bed was in position, Paige in the middle, they knelt, in pairs, on either side and began.
Her legs were drawn open, not quite spread-eagled but in no way as acute as a wishbone. Hands then went to work on her body, kneading her tits and pulling Paige's stout, firm nipples while others stroked her clit and spread her cunt lips for Roland's pink tongue to get a taste of her pussy. Although knelt up by her head as they ministered to the horny soldier, Paige had a hand around the horizontal shafts of Mitch and Del. Their moist puffy glans almost touched as she slithered her warm moist tongue around their turgid crowns.
"Pussy likes cock, likes sucking, yes, you do, pussy," Mitch intoned, in response to her agreeable smile, and all while Roland, having moistened his fingers in her wet pool, eased two of his big black fingers into her backdoor, delivering with it, a responsive upward jolt from Paige, followed by a push back down, wanting more of them inside her increasingly dilated asshole.
"There you go, Chris," Roland said, making way for him to get a fuller taste of her. His lips and chin were glossy from having made her cum while the cocks she was sucking, both Mitch and Del, were holding up exceptionally well.
"You guys, you want to cum, right, give me a long hard fuck afterwards," Paige invited them, before taking pussy hog, Mitch back into her mouth while hopefully stroking Del, encouragingly, beside her warm left cheek, which was drawn in.
"That's okay, pussy, we're soldiers, like you, we can hold off for quite some while," Mitch told her. They weren't, soldiers, that is, but they evidently could hold off cumming, which was some comfort for Zowie who was once again AWOL with Andrew...!
With each of them momentarily sated on pussy, they then had Paige positioned on all fours and for most of the time thereafter. First up were Roland and Del. And while she got a mouthful of firm black length from the dark warrior, Del dined on Paige's asshole while he subsequently stroked her clit and massaged the inner folds of her warm wet sex.
"Hur-urmn," she moaned her pleasure around the black staff she was equally enjoying, her tongue skimming and slathering around the veiny shaft as it moved back and forth, in and out, something she was hoping Del would get to, even though her next climax was near.
Presently knelt up, he couldn't resist teasing the glans along her wet crease and lobe-like lips several times before slip sliding his well-proportioned member deep inside Paige's welcome wet sanctuary. That brought forth a long pleasured moan, one that continued, though somewhat shorter, as Roland and Del spit fucked her for quite some while, each one changing ends and then giving way to Chris and Mitch who went straight at it.
"Hurmn," Paige gurgled, when, having Mitch changed ends with Chris, he was more forceful with his thrust action. That, in turn, pushed her forward and onto Chris' oncoming forward motion; his cockhead piercing her throat every so often and subsequently causing her to once again drool saliva.
"Pussy's nice and open," Mitch announced, and then directed Del to get beneath her and with Zowie still absent.
That, however, far from mattered, just as Andrew filled her mouth with his abundant warm cum, which she swallowed down her throat before the next emission splashed on Zowie's tongue.
Far from going near her tight ass yet, and a while, Del soon had his warm firm length in alongside that of Mitch's. Thereafter, and with each of the other two changing over while she sucked on the one just there, Paige received an extra pleasurable bonus from them as Zowie watched from a good 15 feet back and sideways on.
As she did, though, she got ever more aroused, her fingers straying down and inside the ill fitting waistband of her jeans and then that of her already moist thong to stroke her once more hardening clit.
With the men far from ready to fill Paige's backdoor just yet, Zowie approached the erotic group that was cavorting on the pushed together beds, where the US soldier was once again on her back and, again, with two of them in her sodden pussy: Mitch laid on his side and horizontal while Del crouched above him. Both were motionless leaving Paige to fuck herself down on them while she sucked on Roland's black snake and alternated stroking and sucking Chris.
"Why don't you try a scissors position," Zowie, having removed her cum moist fingers, advised them, while her neck, especially in the open neck top she was wearing, was vaguely florid.
Not sure what she meant, while Paige, herself, hadn't experienced what Zowie mentioned, Andrew's horny wife had them disengage themselves from that evening's inductee to their private, privileged club. As they pulled apart, however, Zowie couldn't help but notice the slick lacquer of Paige's cum that glazed both Mitch's and Del's erections and that of her open pussy lips.
Not bothering to ask, even out of politeness, she moved towards Mitch, her tongue extended, hungrily, when she was inches from his shiny wet knobend, which immediately came in welcome contact with her moist, almost drooling, tongue.
"God, you've got such lovely cocks. Sorry," she apologised to Paige, before taking Mitch's length between her lips.
Unperturbed and unoffended by Zowie's lustful interest as she switched her attention towards Del, Paige, once again took the other two in both hand and mouth, alternately; Roland being a bit on the big side to try them both at the same time.
After some 12 minutes, Zowie getting an equal mouthful of Paige's pair, she had Mitch and Chris lay on the beds in a scissors position. Chiefly, they each had the apex of the ‘V' of their legs slotted against one another and the underside of their shafts touching. Seeing that, Paige smiled, and more than just appreciatively, realising that, once she had them inside her, and what a pleasure that would be, her ass was clear and open for Roland and Del to take turns in while she got to suck the other one's cock.
Before that, though, and once Paige was fully down the combined monster cock she was knelt above, Zowie, who was squatted beside Mitch, had a taste of the soldier's sex before licking her clit for some short moments.
"Pussy does taste nice," she said afterwards, and then went and got the video camera from where she had earlier left it along with some flavoured oil for Roland's fullness to ease itself up Paige's backdoor.
"Best try some of this, Roland, on your cock and her tight asshole," Zowie directed him, as she held out the bottle in ofference, even though Chris, below her, held Paige's ass cheeks open for her to receive his generous girth and length.
"Behave, Mitch. As horny as I am from watching and filming you all, pussy, my pussy, my ass, also, is Andrew's. He's okay with everything, emn, no, else, so, come on, you're supposed to be pleasing the woman fucking your cock," Zowie did her best to dissuade him from his attention, welcome as it was.
Soon stood up, she moved around to get a distant shot from a meter away, away from Mitch. Very much the pussy hog indeed, Andrew's partner realised as she adjusted the zoom to close in on what was about to happen. With Paige leant forward, two firm cocks balls deep in her pussy and that of Del in her mouth, she was about to receive Roland's big black dick in her backdoor.
‘Emn, fuck, that's it, big boy, slide that lovely black dick up her tight white ass,' Zowie's mind urged, as the head of Roland's chocolate erection disappeared from view and was soon slipping between Paige's cheeks on its way to popping inside her tight little backdoor.
Having it done so, and by prior notification from Zowie to them, the first one, in this case, Roland, remained still, motionless. Paige then slowly rocked back on him as he drizzled more of the oil from just above her shapely butt. That which landed on her cheeks, Roland smeared over them, making her ass shine in the overhanging light to the side of them.
"Hurmn," Paige moaned, as she took an ever increasing amount of Roland's cock inside her ass, her backdoor enjoying the fullness of his delivery until she was knocking against his cum heavy balls. At that point, Del withdrew himself and Paige voiced her enjoyment, and how!
Looking back at him from over her shoulder, she urged: "Fuck my ass, huh, huh, huh, fuck my tight white ass with your big, oh God, yes, black fucking dick," even though he was virtually still.
Paige continued to fuck herself on him, on them all, soon turning back to get another mouth fuck from Del as she threw herself, almost, at him with each forward motion.
"Change! Let me get a taste of myself on Roland," Paige intoned, before bouncing herself upright and vertical on Chris and Mitch and soon cumming from it all; Mitch having and still, pulling and rolling her tender nipples, which he occasionally sucked for some alternative added pleasure.
"Hold it for me, Roland, let me lick it first," Paige said, only for Mitch to support her upper body with his hands below her firm tits.
"Thank you, Mitch," she intoned, throwing an appreciative smile at him before moving her right hand to the hilt of Roland's shaft. She then lowered it towards her awaiting warm wet tongue, only to emit a pleasured moan when Del slipped his average girth length into her well-ploughed asshole.
"Fuck me, good, Del, do it hard and deep for me, yes, that's it, that's so, emn, it," Paige commended him, as her tongue slithered around the black sceptre before her. ‘Pineapple,' if she wasn't mistaken, was what the flavoured oil tasted of. All the same, it made a welcome change from the other, something that she had gotten used to, all the same.
She was hungry, her tongue tracing around his warm firm erection a few times and even licking and sucking Roland's big black balls before drawing her head up and soon encompassing his shaft. During all of that, she remained still and welcomed them fucking their lengths into her. Paige was in no hurry to fuck their hard cocks, nor rock back on them with any purpose as she took her time sucking the black dick that so filled her up for some additional moments before getting back to fucking them all, each one firm and full; certainly filling her up that's for sure.
Unlike before with Buzz and the others, she had plenty of time to enjoy the four men and enjoy them she certainly did. Having taken herself from Chris and Mitch, Paige was knelt beside them, her mouth devouring them, just as her pussy had and then, again, individually while she stroked that of Chis'.
Still knelt up, again, on all fours, Paige held her ass cheeks open and invited them all to ‘shove a length up my tight ass for me,' while she sucked, first one of them and, thereafter, the one who had just railed her welcomely plundered delicious round ass; her tight anal dungeon.
"It's getting on, guys, my battery's out," Zowie informed them.
"Okay, studs. Time to give me your lovely hot sticky creamy cum," Paige praised their resilience and virility, throughout, while welcoming the end pay off, their spunk covering her body as she stroked herself to one final climax.
"Woe! Way to go, guys," she announced, when Roland and Mitch splashed theirs on her, simultaneously, almost, at the start and end, their thick ropes of creamy cum streaking from either side to cascade on her tits and even flick each taughtened nipple and send a frisson of pleasure to Paige's clit, which she was avidly stroking.
Decidedly leaving sucking them until later, Paige's head was soon turned to the right by Chris, who not long after fired his creamy white offering at her open mouth. Immediately, and as more of his ejaculate roped towards her, Paige's tongue licked around her lips, only to catch that which was forthcoming; two more, in point of fact.
"Emn, lovely, nice and yummy," she thanked them and then combed her hair up with both hands; her arms up and bent. She then took and accepted Del's essence on her face, only opening her mouth to lick it off. By then, even, it was drooling and dripping from her chin, while two more well-directed ropes added to the goo that trailed down and broke off onto Paige's tits.
Not wanting it to go to waste, and while Paige, herself, sucked their cocks dry, Zowie licked their slowly cooling cum from her body, stopping between bouts of drooling it into Paige's mouth.
On the ride back to the train station, the two women sat silent, almost. Had Zowie crossed a line in Paige's mind, or had she awoken something inside her, something that she, even then, was getting used to, despite Zowie's attention being minimal.
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