"Aiyeeeeeeee!"
Emily was only a second away from madness. That second passed and she went crazy – wild with yelping fits as the final flames burned her. A core of white-hot pleasure exploded and scalded her cunt. She could feel Tad's cock actually swell up and press against her pussy-walls. Oohhhhhhh, God, was it actually getting bigger? No, impossible.
"Fffuuuuccckk!"
That was all the big marine had to say. Emily knew what was happening. She felt the first glob of cum burn her cuntal walls. Tad snapped his head back and another shot of spunk sprayed out of his piss-hole. The girl cried and sobbed, beating the cot with her clenched fists as more and more cum shot out.
"Ohhh!"
Emily felt her pussy-muscles spasm, cramp, wink shut at least two times for every wad of white hot cum shooting from Tad's dick. How long the mutual orgasm went on Emily couldn't say. Ohhh, it felt sooo good… so awfully good.
When she finally regained tier senses, Emily found herself on her back, her legs spread widely apart with Tad nestled between them. He was kissing her spit-drenched mouth while she sucked on his tongue. Her pussy still trembled, quivering like a frightened animal. Ohhhh, how she loved the sensation of having his cock still inside her. Emily wished this could go on for hours.
"Gettin' a leg cramp," Tad whispered.
Somehow they managed to shift positions where his cock remained buried in her pussy.
"Ohhhhh, that was soooo good!" Emily whispered, feeling so soft, so warm, so loving. Raising one arm she pushed her fingers through his hair. In the distance the teen could still hear the sounds of the party.
"Hey, maybe we oughta get back. Your old man's gonna miss you."
Emily felt sad. The outside world. Suddenly it had crashed into her thoughts. Society. Her father. If anyone discovered she'd been fucking with an enlisted man… oh, God, her father's career would end. This thought made the girl shudder and wish she could get out from under Tad. And yet the girl couldn't bring herself to turn him away. He was soooo good for her. They had had a wild time in bed… and bed for her, Emily thought, was going to be very important in her life. No, she'd take her chances with him.
"I guess so, right now. Can I see you again?" she asked timidly as Tad slipped off the cot and searched for his trousers.
"Sure, I guess," he muttered, looking at the young girl curiously. He'd fucked plenty of officers' daughters before. They'd always enjoyed the first time in the sack, then made sure they never saw him again. This was the first time when he was invited back for a repeat performance… and by the CO's daughter! He smiled broadly, running his fingers through his hair. "Sure, name the time."
Emily watched him dress, propping her head on her hand while still feeling the delicious warm glow radiating over her pussy and tits. She'd been fucked… really fucked by this stud marine. And oh, how much more she wanted from him. Some sense of proportion and modesty kept her from throwing herself at his feet and begging him to stay and fuck her again. There was so much she wanted to learn about sex… and Tad, she was sure, could teach her.
"I'll get word to you. I'll let you know, I promise," Emily said. She sat up and licked the salty sweat from the tops of her knees while locking her fingers around her ankles.
"Okay, just don't miss me. Remember, I'm the greasy one," he said, laughing lightly while slipping his jacket on and starting to tie his tie.
"Oh, no, I won't miss you!" Emily cried anxiously.
"I'd better go first. You follow," he said, stooping down to kiss her.
"Ohhhhh, maybe tomorrow?" Emily gasped, watching him walk through the door. "Maybe. You're the CO's daughter. You give the orders."
It was a terrible chance she was taking. Her reputation, her father's career… it could all go. But Emily couldn't help herself. No! She had to go through with this no matter where it led.
For the next three weeks Emily and Tad met secretly. Sometimes they fucked in the old barracks behind the hall where the blonde teen first seriously eyed the young marine. At other times she met him in old warehouses in remote sections of Camp Pendleton. All the time both were very aware of her father and what would happen if he were to discover them fucking. But that knowledge somehow also added zest to their already torrid affair.
During that time Emily was put through her paces, learning nearly everything the experienced marine had to teach. She fucked in nearly every position he could think of, holding back only on sucking cock and getting fucked in the ass. Those were two things Emily neither wanted to try nor felt pressed to do.
"Come on, honey. Come on, it's real good to have a mouth around a guy's dick," he whispered, holding her head between his hands, trying to guide her face down to his crotch.
"No, no, I'll bite it off, I swear!" Emily threatened, struggling against his strong hands. That was enough for Tad to let go, sigh in disappointment and back off for the moment.
Emily wondered about Tad after the third week. He was more and more insistent about getting sucked off, about even wanting her to take on several of his buddies who began to be suspicious of his wanderings. They gossiped – he told her about the two of them. Others on base were talking. Once he even hinted that to keep their secret Emily would have to "put out" for several of his buddies. The girl panicked and Tad backed off, shrugging his shoulders when she pressed him for names. "Just stuff I heard around," he mumbled, reaching over and stroking her face, making her forget temporarily about the rumors.
At the beginning of the fourth week, Emily got the usual phone call from Tad after eight p.m.
Neither her mother or father were home on Monday evenings, both of them busy at the Navy Relief Organization in Oceanside. This evening the young marine wanted to meet her near the old railroad siding by Las Pulgas Road. All the barracks, it seemed, were being used by Reservists on their two-week training duty.
"What? A boxcar?" Emily whispered in the receiver, feeling her flesh crawl. It was like meeting some wino or hobo for a secret rendezvous.
"Sure, fuckin' on wheels. Why not? It's clean. And besides, we'll be warm. Then I can slip my cock up nice and private-like while I finger your nipples and…"
"Stop it!" Emily said, giggling, feeling her pussy warm up as Tad kept whispering dirty things to her over the phone.
"Why? I can still feel that juicy little pussy around my dick! Man, I feel you wigglin' crazy like while I stuff my cock up your cunt."
"Stop it!" Emily warned again. She was getting so hot. Besides, the base operators made line checks. That was all she needed… one of those operators listening in, finding out where the call was made, then reporting it to the base commander.
"Yeah! Well, just meet me at the old railroad yards around eight. It's pretty close to where you live. Your folks won't be back until after midnight. They're busy at the relief thing, right?"
Emily shivered. Yes, she knew she and Tad would have a lot longer than they normally did.
Oh, God, how she wanted him. Every inch of her body lusted after the young marine. The blonde teen had no idea before meeting Tad someone could be so possessed by another person. Thank. God she'd managed to keep this affair secret. If it ever got out…
But then Emily thought of Tad… of his body, his cock, the way he aroused her. He'd awakened powerful lusts in her, desires that couldn't be conquered by any morality she'd learned before. When he wasn't with her the young woman nearly went crazy. Late at night she lay alone in her bed, shoving the covers down to her knees, moving her hands over her cunt, feeling the hairs with her fingers and palms. Ohhhh, how her body ached for him then. How she squeezed her ass-muscles together, rocked her body from side to side while dipping her forefinger in her musky pussy-hole. No, she needed him, needed him like she needed no one else. He was worth the risk.