The Drill Sergeant

 She strode into the barracks as though she owned it. It was Saturday but in the Army, in a basic combat training company that made no difference. Staff Sergeant Jill Anderson bolted the stairs two at time. She liked her job and she was glad to be here. After all, where else could one have an unlimited supply of cocks? Where else could a horny woman get satisfaction by blowing a whistle? Yes, this was the job of her dreams.

Jill arrived on the third floor of the building. It was about 5:00 a.m., but no matter, the troops would be in motion. She entered the areas set aside for Charlie Company and walked slowly through noting the bunks that were improperly made. She strode to the back of the large, dorm-like room and entered the shower area. She walked into the room which was noisy with running water and the conversation of the 30 or so men that were showering. At first she went unnoticed. A few of the men realized she was present but then in a heart beat the rest of the men in the room turned as she called them to attention.

“Listen up, troops, I want all at full attention, hands at your sides. It’s not as though I haven’t seen a bunch of dicks before, so keep your hands at your sides while I inspect.”

She walked past each man and stopped briefly, her eyes going from his eyes down. With each man her eyes went only as far down as she needed to observe the size of his penis.

“OK, Morrison, I wanted you at attention, but really, no need for your cock to jump up so suddenly. I want to see you when you finish here.”
She continued with her inspection tour of the shower room. She stopped in front of Johnson. She faced him and without saying a word, she pulled out a rolled up tape measure from the pocket of her fatigues. She took Johnson’s penis in her fingers and measured it limp. As she stood there his erection grew considerably and when he was fully erect she measured his organ from tip to base and then she put the tape around the organ’s girth to check for thickness.
“Johnson, see me when you finish showering. Don’t get dressed, either.”

Jill walked out of the shower area as quickly as she walked in. She unlocked the door to her room at the back wall of the barracks and closed the door behind her. She waited for Morrison and Johnson to report to her.

Within five minutes Morrison knocked at her door. She ordered him in and he entered and stood stiffly in front of her. He had an enormous erection, a simple reaction to what he knew was probably in store for him. Within seconds there was another knock and Johnson, a well built African american, entered. He stood next to Morrison. Without saying anything, Jill began removing her uniform. Morrison and Johnson both expressed themselves with audible “WoWs” as Jill removed her uniform shirt and revealed a very un-military chest of two firm 38c tits with erect nipples. Jill had shiny auburn hair, both on her head and around her pussy. Her cunt lips were beginning to swell and drops of dewy pussy juice were beginning to form on them. For just a split second the men could see a show of pink between those ripening pussy lips. Jill, now totally naked, walked closer to the two men. Both did all they could to suppress their delight as they caught a whiff of Jill’s sexual arousal. Jill put an arm around each man’s neck as she drew them nearer to her. With a touch, uncharacteristically soft for a drill sergeant, she kissed each man softly on the neck. She took Morrison’s stiff fuck stick in her hand and ran her fingers up and down the shaft, moving him closer so that she could rub the head of his prick in her oozing pussy juices. After she had gotten the head covered she massaged the organ to the point where Morrison thought he was going to cum. Jill sensed this and stopped, now moving herself in front of Johnson, who by now was breathing more heavily. She took his staff in her hand and did the same thing to him.

“Johnson, my god you must be over 10 inches…damn I’ll bet you are a good fuck, but then, we’ll see, won’t we?”

Johnson put his arms around Jill’s waist, running his hands behind her and taking her ass firmly, he pulled her toward him. She moved closer and drew Johnson to her, pushing her fabulous mammaries against his chest. He took his hands off her ass to run his thumbs over her huge, stiff nipples. Jill motioned for Johnson to follow her over to her cot. She told him to lay down and then she went over to Morrison and put her arms around his waist as she rubbed her twin mounds against his chest. He took the cue and cupped her magnificent mini mountains as he ran his tongue over each stiff nipple. She motioned for Morrison to follow her over to the cot. Her cunt was dripping down her leg as she turned to Morrison and told him to get the bottle of lubricant out of the top drawer of her dresser. She straddled Johnson on the cot and took his massive protrusion in her hand and began feeling the shaft. She bent down and took him in her mouth. The head of his cock was the size of a tennis ball, or so it seemed to her as she took as much of him into her mouth as she could. The tip of his cock oozed a large amount of precum and it had a wonderful salty taste as she sucked him. As she drew his member in and out of her mouth she fingered his balls which were as big as the balls on any bull she had seen. With each stroke of her we mouth she could feel Johnson’s cock stiffening even more (if that were possible). When she sensed he was close to orgasm, she stopped and ordered him off the cot.

As soon as she moved, she laid down and told Johnson to get ready to give her as many pushups as were need to make her climax. She then told Morrison to get her cunt ready for Johnson. Morrison came over the cot and, kneeling down beside the small bed, brought h is face close to Jill’s. He ran his fingers through the now wet down covering her now totally engorged labia. He began running his fingers over the swollen outside of her lips, moving between them and separating them, he sipped her nectar as he stimulated her sex with his tongue. She was breathing heavily now as Morrison inserted two fingers into her now drenched opening. As he pushed them further into the abyss that was her love tunnel he began running his tongue over the tip of her clit which he could almost see moving with the same rapidity as her heart. Morrison could feel the swollen roof of her vagina as he moved his fingers inside her. As he hit the spot in the roof of her pussy he could hear her moaning as he pressed against it at the same time as he began to lick her clit more briskly. Jill arched her back as she succumbed to the ravages of an orgasm that exploded with the force of a Howitzer canon, begging Morrison to lick her clit harder and harder. Finally she motioned him away and told Johnson to move onto the cot and to assume the position for doing push ups. As he hovered over her she took his cock in her hand and pulled him down near her wet, ravaged cunt, taking the huge cockhead and easing it into her swollen vagina.

She told Johnson to begin his pushups slowly so she could accommodate her tight passageway to his gargantuan penile pile driver. As he buried his massive sexuality deep in her flooded cunthole, Jill ordered Morrison to move closer to her so she could suck on his cock while Johnson was doing his pushups. Johnson began counting off as he raised and lowered himself over Jill, each time pushing his massive manhood into her stretched out cock shaft. As he moved she could feel the girth of his huge penis virtually raping her now throbbing clit. Jill began moaning quite loudly as she grabbed Morrison’s cock from above and drew it in and out of her mouth. Morrison could not stand it any more and shouted that he was going to shoot his load. Jill made him come around as she wanted to make sure he shot into her mouth. She grabbed his balls as his orgasmic wave began pumping huge spurts of creamy white cum into her mouth. She drank the sex juice hungrily and screamed as she felt Johnson’s cock beginning the unmistakable climactic spasms. She pulled him down and grabbed his massive testicles and in unison with his cum spewing penile spasms thrust herself upwards, totally paralyzed by the indescribable pleasure/pain of a series of multiple vaginal and clitoral orgasms that rendered her cum-filled cunt sexually spent.

She could still feel Johnson’s cock throbbing inside her and she told him to pull it out and let her suck it clean. She took his penis, covered with cum and pussy juices, into her mouth and began mouth fucking him as she fondled his massive balls with her hand. She could feel him stiffen again as she drew his colossal pecker in and out of her mouth. As she felt him near orgasm, she eased him out of her mouth so that she could watch the volcanic eruption that was now shooting waves of cum into her mouth as lava from a fiercely exploding volcano.

Jill’s legs were like Jello as she tried to lift herself off the cot. Johnson took her arm and helped her up. She put her arms around him and nestled her tits against his chest as she tried to relax herself. As she recovered she told Johnson and Morrison that they were “Dismissed.” After showering in her private shower, she dressed in a fresh uniform, donned her “Smokey the Bear” drill sergeant’s hat and strode out of the barracks with the look of a trooper with a mission.