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The Bargain
by Penny Love
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Mickey looked at herself in the
full-length mirror by front door to see if she was going to get
the effect she wanted. The light blue top was low-cut, and she
adjusted her 42 D cups in the pushup bra, making sure that plenty
of cleavage was showing.She'd deliberately let the top three
buttons undone. The dark blue shirt was short, almost indecently
so, and her tan pantyhose were specially made, and perfect for
this occasion. She brushed her dark hair with one hand – too
curly, by far – and shrugged. It couldn't be helped. She was
short, and she was 20 pounds over her high school weight, but that
was over ten years ago. She thought she looked pretty damn good.
Smiling, she went out to her car.
As she drove to the Naval Base she thought about Jack. He'd been
working on the galley, and he'd been caught trying to sneak steaks
off the ship. They restricted him to the ship for a month. Not the
brightest husband, but God was he good in bed! After two weeks,
she was horny as hell! She'd called the ship's legal officer that
morning, and he'd agreed to see her.
She parked at the foot of the pier and started walking down the
couple of hundred yards to his ship at the end of the pier. The
salt air smelled good, and all of the sailors in uniform scurrying
back and forth looked really good. She loved a man in uniform,
sailors in particular. She'd gone out with quite a few before she
married Jack, and the thought of what she'd done with some of them
made her feel warm and flushed.
The brow was about twenty five feet high, and attached from the
ship to the pier at a forty five degree angle. High tide. She
climbed the steep steps, holding onto the smooth wooden railing,
and stepped onto the quarterdeck. Grey, grey, everywhere. At least
you brought a little color of her own onboard.
The Officer of the Deck was a Chief Petty Officer; she could tell
from the gold anchor on his hat. He was tall and skinny, but
looked very professional in his 'ice cream suit' white uniform. He
looked her up and down, and smiled. “What can we do for you,
ma'am?”
“I'm here to see Lieutenant Hardwin,” she said. “We have an
appointment.”
“Hold on, then, “ the Chief said, and picked up a microphone from
a box attached to the wall. “Lieutenant Hardwin, you have a
visitor on the Quarterdeck,” he said, and his voice boomed out
from speakers all over the ship.
“So,” the Chief asked, “what's a pretty girl like you coming to
see the Lieutenant for?” He winked at her.
She rolled her eyes. “Chief,” she said, and looked at his nametag,
“Rogers? My husband is Jack Onassis. He works in Deck Department,
but he's assigned to the galley right now.”
“Aw, shit,” the Chief said, and shook his head. “I mean, I'm
sorry. That's a bad deal.”
“Mrs Onassis?” came a deep voice from behind her, and she turned
around and found herself staring up into the most beautiful blue
eyes she's ever seen. So blue, and the lashes were almost long
enough to be a woman's, but the whole effect was anything but
feminine. The dark hair peeking out from under the officer's hat,
the strong chin, dark moustache, the bright white smile.. Stepping
back, she got the full effect. Where the chief was tall and
skinny, this man was tall and very well built, muscular without
being body builder bulging, and he filled out his sharply pressed
white uniform very well. He looked to be in his mid-twenties. Her
nipples hardened. She stared for a moment.
The officer put his hand on her shoulder for a moment, and dropped
it. “Hello?” he said.
She felt her face heat, and knew she was blushing. “Um, sorry,”
she said. “Yeah, that's me. You must be,” quick glance at the
nametag, “Lieutenant Hardwin.”
“That's me, Chester Hardwin, at your service. Call me Chet. And
follow me, please and turned and opened a door, holding it for her
so she could step inside.
“I'm Mickey,” she said, as she followed him down the hall.
Two or three more turns, and they were stopped outside a door. She
was lucky they hadn't had to go up or down a deck; the sailors
below would have gotten an eyeful.The lieutenant opened the door
and they stepped inside. He closed the door behind her.
The room was small, with beige walls, and there was a chair at the
grey metal desk that was attached to the wall, and another empty
chair next to it. In the corner on another chair sat a first class
petty officer, in summer short sleeve whites, whose rate she
didn't know – she'd never seen that rating badge. He must have
been in his late 30s or early 40s. Damn, there was somebody else
in here? What the fuck was she going to do now? She sighed inside.
“Sit down, please, Mickey,” he said, and she sat on the chair
furthest from the desk. The lieutenant motioned with his hand to
indicate the petty officer. “This is LegalMan First Class
Armstrong. He's here to take notes for our meeting.”
“Hmmm. That's well and good, Lieutenant,” she started.
“Chet,” he interrupted.
“Lieutenant,” she continued, “but I thought this was going to be a
private meeting. I wanted to talk to you about my husband's
situation.”
The officer's eyes drifted to her cleavage, and then back up.
“Mickey, we can't have any appearance of anything improper.”
She gritted her teeth. Fuck!. Then she smiled, and said, “Surely
there's something you can do. My husbands's never been in trouble
before, he's a good sailor.”
“Good, maybe, “ he replied, “but he was caught with eight steaks
in an ice chest he was taking off the ship.”
“Please, he was doing it for me! He's already been on restriction
for two weeks, can't you do something. I'm so... lonely there at
home by myself.”
She heard a cough from the corner behind her, and turned to glare
briefly at the petty officer before turning back. Two guys! Ah,
shit, here goes nothing.
She stood up and leaned over, putting her breasts plainly in the
lieutenant's sight. His eyes widened. She ran her hand lightly up
his trouser leg, from his knee up to his crotch, and rested her
fingers lightly on his crotch. She felt his bulge harden under her
hand. She knew that the petty officer behind her could see that
she was wearing crotchless pantyhose, and she grinned.
“Surely there's something we can work out,” she said. She
unbuttoned her blouse, and unhooked the front hook of her bra so
her breasts fell free. Damn, that felt better! “I'll do anything!”
The lieutenant got up and slid the latch on the door with a
'snick'. “Well, Mickey, you sexy thing, I think there is. Why
don't you sit down on the bed over there?”
She went and sat, not very far away from the petty officer. The
lieutenant stood in front of her, so that his crotch was a few
inches from her face. “Unzip me,” he said, and she pulled down his
zipper, reached inside, and pulled out his straining cock. It was
so hard! It was long, but not too thick. It would fill her up
nicely..
“I think you know what to do from here, Mickey,” he said.
She tilted her head and looked up at him , raising an eyebrow.
“Suck me, Baby!” he cried out, and she could hear the lust in his
voice. She grinned, and slid her mouth over his cock. It was
smooth and hard, with just a hint of salt, and it tasted good. Her
tongue moved in slow circles all around it, then she pulled back,
sucking. Then she moved her head forward and back, letting his
hard cock slide in and out, tongue moving. She felt a heat in her
groin.
She looked to the side and saw that the petty officer was standing
next to the lieutenant. His dick was out, too, and he was stroking
it back and forth. It was not as long as the officer's cock, but
it was thicker. She pulled back from the lieutenant, sucking hard,
and there was a small pop as his dick slid out of her mouth.
Sliding down the bed, she got in front of the petty officer, and
began to lick and suck him. He moaned. This was a little harder on
her mouth, and her jaws ached, but he had a good taste, too. The
lieutenant sat beside her and played with her nipples, tweaking
them, as he sucked the petty officer's hard cock.
He slid his hand from her nipple to the back of her head, and
pulled her mouth away from Armstrong's dick.. He got up and stood
in front of her. “Finish what you started,”said the lieutenant. He
looked at the petty officer. “Sorry, Petty Officer Armstrong, RHIP.”
The petty officer grinned. Shit, they'd played this game before!
She moved back in front of the officer, put her hand on his cock,
and stopped. “Finish? What do you mean, finish?” Fuck, she knew
what he meant!
“Finish,” he said, “as in suck me off. Drain me dry. Drink every
last drop.”
“Don't you want to fuck me?” she said. Damn, she hadn't thought of
this. “I can't swallow, that will make me sick!”
“Lady, remember when you said, 'I'll do anything'? Well, this is
it.” He put his hand on her cheek, and smiled. “It won't be that
bad, I'll show you a trick to it.”
She sighed. She'd do anything, all right, and she was committed at
this point. She had to finish it, or it would all be for nothing.
First she took his cock and rubbed it over her titties, teasing
the sensitive spot just on the bottom and below the head with her
hard nipples.
“Damn,” the lieutenant said, “you have the most beautiful breasts
I've ever seen.”
She took him in her mouth, and licked, and sucked, hard, her head
bobbing forward and backward as her lips slid along his shaft. She
tasted his pre-cum, and it wasn't as bad as he had expected, not
sweet like before when she'd tried to suck someone off. He moaned,
and she felt his dick harden and throb. Her hand was on his balls,
and she felt them pull up and start to jerk.
She tried to pull back, but his hand was on the back of her head,
and he pulled her mouth all the way up so that the head of his
dick hit the back of her throat. Strange, she wasn't gagging. She
felt his dick start to pulse, and began to swallow, repeatedly, as
his sperm pumped into the back of her throat. She swallowed and
sucked and swallowed until he pulled away.
“Not that bad, was it?” he said.
“No,” she said, “I think I liked it!” What a surprise!
“Glad to be of service,” the lieutenant said, grinning.
She turned to the petty officer and put her hand on his hard cock.
“Uh, uh, uh,” the lieutenant said. “We've planned something a
little different for my good buddy legalman. Your name is Onassis,
right?”
“Yeah,” she said.
“That's Greek, right?” said the petty officer.
Oh, shit! “Yeah, but that's my married name.”
“Doesn't matter,” Armstrong said. He pulled a couple of pillows
from the top bunk and put them on the bed. “Get up, and get on
your stomach on these pillows. I want to see your ass.”
She glared, but did as she was told.
“Warm up time, I think,” said the lieutenant. “You can wait for a
little while, can't you, Petty Officer?”
“Sure thing, LT,” Armstrong said. The lieutenant got on his knees
behind her, and pulled her skirt up to her waist.
“Crotchless pantyhose,” the officer said. “I like that.” He pulled
her cheeks apart with both hands, and ran his hot, wet tongue down
her crack. Oh, damn! Then his tongue stopped at his asshole, and
she clinched by reflex. His tongue probed her, and it felt better
than she could have imagined. She relaxed, and his tongue went
inside her asshole, teasing her. Then she felt his strong fingers
as he plunged one,the two, then three into her pussy. She was so
wet, and it felt so good! She was hot, and her pussy was
throbbing. His thumb began rubbing her clit as his fingers
massaged the inside of her pussy, in and out, and his tongue
teased her asshole. She felt the heat building in her groin,
hotter, hotter, hotter, then she was coming, coming, coming, waves
of pleasure rolling over her, her pussy and asshole spasming
against his fingers and tongue. She moaned.
The lieutenant stood up and moved away. The room smelled of sex;
she could still smell and taste his come.
“What do you want now, Lady?” the petty officer said.
Oh, God, I want to be filled, filled in every hole, and fucked
until I can't fuck any more! Can't they tell what I'm feeling? I
know what he wants... “Fuck me in the ass!” she said.
“Fuck me in the ass, what?” he said.
“Oh, fuck me in the ass, Petty Officer Armstrong!” She reached
back and pulled her cheeks apart to give him easy access. She let
her butt relax, and felt her sphincter loosen.
He got behind her, then spit on his hand and rubbed it on his
dick. Then he put the head of his thick cock against her asshole
and began to slowly push in. The feeling was intense, and she
clenched a little, involuntarily. He stopped. She willed herself
to loosen. Oh, please, don't stop!” she cried.. She wanted him to
come inside her, and she wanted to feel hot sperm in her ass for
the first time.
He slowly pushed in, and it got easier. It hurt, a little, but it
felt good, too. In just a bit he was all the way in, his balls
pressed against her pussy lips. “Oh, fuck, me, now!” she said.
“Fuck me hard!” He pulled back, then slowly pushed back in, then
in, and out, faster and faster. She felt a tingling in her
nipples, her crotch, her whole body.
“Shit,” he said, “my wife never lets me do this! Jack's a lucky
man!” He pounded against her, his belly slapping against her ass.
She moaned, moved her hand underneath her, and began to rub her
clit in rhythm with is strokes.
She felt his dick began to throb in her asshole, then he was
coming, feeling up her asm with hot semen. Her fingers moved fast
against her clit and she was coming again, too, as the waves of
her orgasm rolled over her and her ass clinched and unclinched on
his spurting cock.
He pulled out, leaving a trail of sperm on her crack. She felt a
wet wash cloth on her groin, and turned to see the lieutenant
cleaning her. He finished, and she got up. Filled in every hole
but one. Still, it felt so damn good!
“Are we finished here?” she asked. The lieutenant and the petty
officer were standing at the sink, washing their cocks with wet
wash clothes.
The lieutenant grinned. “Almost. We don't believe in leaving a
lady hanging, though, do we Armstrong?”
“No, sir,” the petty officer replied.
“Sit on the bed again, and suck us both until we're hard. We're
going to try something a little different.” She felt a flutter of
anticipation in her stomach.
“'kay,” she said, and sat on the bed. As they stood next to each
other, she sucked one,then the other, her two hands cupping their
balls Soon they were both rock hard and throbbing.
They moved back. “Stand up,” the lieutenant said. When she did,
the lieutenant laid down on the bed, and scooted his ass to the
edge of the bed, putting his feet on the floor so he was laying
sideways, on his back. His hard cock stood straight up. “Sit on
me,” he said. “Face forward.”
She positioned herself and started to lower her pussy over his
cock, but he said, “Uh,uh. I want some of that sweet ass, Baby.”
With hands of either side of her hips he moved her, and pulled her
down on top of his cock so that it slid up her tight asshole. This
time it didn't hurt at all – goddam, it felt good! -- but she
wanted something in her pussy. She needed it so bad!
She began to move slowly up and down on the LT's cock. Armstrong
got in front of her, and rubbed his cock up and down her slit. She
moaned. Damn, what a fucking tease! Then he slid his hard dick
inside her, and she was filled in both holes at the same time.
She's never felt anything this good before. She could feel both
their cocks completely inside her, pressing against each other,
separated only by the thing wall of flesh between her pussy and
ass. The men began to move in rhythm, one pushing in as the other
pushed out, and she felt hotter and hotter. The blood rushed to
her groin, and the pressure grew and grew, more and more intense,
until she knew she was going to die without relief, and then she
exploded, the waves of her cumming washing over her again, and
again, and again, as she continued to come: once, twice, three
times.
Then she felt both men start to spurt inside her, and she came
again, spasming, gasping for breath and almost screaming, wave
after wave of pleasure filling her body from the top of her head
to the tips of her toes.
The petty officer pulled out, and she got up, shakily. Both men
got up and went over to the sink again.
“My head's through that door, there,” the lieutenant said. She
went inside with her purse, cleaned herself and douched. Lucky
she'd been prepared, she thought, and grinned. She reapplied her
makeup, fastened her bra, and buttoned up her blouse, this time
all the way up.
“Seaman Armstrong, your presence is requested in the Legal
Officer's Stateroom,” she heard over the ship's intercom system as
she came back into the room.
“Thanks, Chet, “ she said to the lieutenant, and smiled. “And you,
too, Petty Officer Armstrong.”
The LT grinned. “I'm glad we could oblige, ma'am.”
There was a knock on the door. “Come,” said the Lieutenant.
The door opened, and her husband stepped into the room. “Seaman
Onassis reported as ordered, Sir,” he said, standing at attention.
God, he was dirty from working, and his hair was a mess, but he
was so damn handsome! Tall, dark and Greek. Her heart melted.
“At ease, Onassis,”said the lieutenant. “Your wife, LegalMan
Armstrong and I have discussed your situation, and based on your
good service, I'm ending your restriction. You're free to go home
– right now, as a matter of fact!”
“Thank you, sir!” he said, grabbing her hand, and he turned to go.
“Thank you both,” she said, and seeing her husband was looking at
the door, winked at the men. They grinned.
Soon enough they were down the brow and off the ship. She grinned
at him,walking close, and said, “I'm wet for you, Baby, I want you
so bad. Let's get back to the house and shower, and I'll wash you
all over. I'm going to suck you off, just like you're always
asking. Then you're going to fuck me until I come, and I'm going
to ride on top of you until I come again, and then you're going to
fuck my tight ass until you feel me up with your hot, sweet love.
What do you say about, that, sailor?”
His eyes widened in shock, then he grinned and laughed “Damn, you
really are horny! Maybe I should do this more often!”
“And miss this?” she said, and lifted up her skirt with her legs
spread, flashing her pussy through the crotchless pantyhose. She
dropped her skirt.
She saw his cock straining against his dungarees. “Let's go home,
Baby!” She smiled as they got in the car. She was very lucky. But
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