bad girl
Yet another waltz began to play and once again, the cadets and their partners moved onto the dance floor. I tried to sink into the wall and disappear not wanting to dance with yet another acne-covered teenager with two left feet. I hated attending the military school balls, but my father was the head master, a General who expected me to suck it up and be a good example to make him proud. I hated it so much and tonight I had come to the ball in the most inappropriate dress I could find. While all the other young girls wore soft pastel colored dresses that covered every inch of flesh from their high neck collars to their elbow length gloves, I stood out like a tropical parrot in a room of white doves.
My black silk dress was strapless and somehow just barely managed to cling to my well-developed breasts, the skirt was gathered up the front between my legs with a ruffled part that showed off a lot of my toned legs. The bodice clung to my form like a second skin, and my long hair was loose and wild about my shoulders. The General could kiss my ass tonight, I was done with being a good girl, all I needed now was a bad boy. I had just about given up on the entire ball, sick of watching the young Marines and Navy hopefuls, tired of respectfully turning down fifteen-year-old boys who thought someone three years older then them would be interested in them.
Then came the soft noise of someone clearing his throat at my side and stifling a muttered oath I opened my eyes and turned to see whom I had to tell to get lost now. I turned my head as a sharp cutting rebuke began to form on my lips and totally froze when I saw him. He was older then most of the cadets at the school, early twenties perhaps and very well built. His Marines uniform was perfect, without a single thread out of place; he had dark brown almost black hair, crystal blue eyes, a face made of distinct planes and angles, and a very tempting mouth.
"Would you care to dance?" He inquired smoothly and held out his hand to me.
I smiled and nodded as I took his arm moving onto the floor at his side as yet another waltz began to play. As always the dance chaperones had their eyes open for any couple without a good foot of open air between their bodies and any fraternizing was quickly put to an end. As the dance continued, I moved in closer and closer to his body brushing against him now and then while my hands wandered from their assigned positions. I smiles even as I lightly ran my tongue out over my lips and looked up at him trying to entice a response and cause some trouble. His arm tightened around my waist and moved me into the turn of the dance as his mouth brushed over my ear whispering, "Keep it up little girl, and you will end up getting yourself dragged off and fucked."
His breath against my skin and his voice in my ear made me shiver and quietly I responded through suddenly dry lips as I accidentally brushed against his crotch, "Perhaps that is what I want."
The waltz ended and he escorted me from the dance floor but he did not release me, his hand firmly placed against the small of my back, he guided me toward the doors leading into the hallway. Outside the doors, he paused to speak to another cadet who laughed and gestured down the hall before vanishing back into the ballroom. I look up at my dance partner and he placed his hand against my back again and guided me down the hallway to a door about half way down the hall. Opening the door, he lightly shoved me inside and closed the door behind himself flicking on a small bulb above him. I backed away from him until my back was against some wooden shelves built into the wall of the closet, his body seemed to take up all of the space in the small room and the light from the single bulb above his head made him seem even more ominous. He pushed my back until my ass was perched upon one of the shelves and he leaned in close to me and I felt the medals on his uniform pressed into my skin. His hands ran up along the curve of my legs and rested on my thighs causing me to swallow loudly and press my knees together.
"Spread your legs." He lightly bit my neck with each word and without thinking I let my legs spread and my thighs open to him. He moved his body between my open legs and pulled the bodice of my gown down off my breasts pausing to rub one of his calloused hands over my nipples causing them to harden and grow sensitive. His hands again rand down my sides and slowly slipped into the part of my gown lifting it and spreading it open exposing my panties and beneath them my soft bald pussy. Lowering his head down to my chest, he ran his tongue over my breast and gently clasped his lips around my hard nipple, sucking it into his mouth as he flicked it with his tongue.
I gasped and sucked in my breath through my clenched teeth and dug my fingernails into the shoulders of his uniform as I arched my back forward and pressed my crotch up toward his and my breasts more into his mouth. He held onto my hips and hooked his fingers into the waistband of my tiny lace panties snapping them off with a quick twist of his hands and letting them fall down exposing the soft, shaved skin of my tight cunt to the air and his gaze. Slowly he slipped his fingers into the lips of my sex, parting them and sliding his thumb across my clit, gently twisting it between his thumb and forefinger until I gasped and moaned deeply against his ear.
Dragging my nails down his back and through his hair, I leaned back against the shelving and raised my hips and pussy into his fingers pushing up even more nearer to his crotch while his thumb stroked my clit. He lifted his head and brought his lips against mine, forcing open my mouth and pressing his tongue deep inside my mouth, sweeping his tongue against my own. The sound of a zipper brought me back to reality and I opened my eyes stifling a moan in my throat and trying to remain silent as I heard someone walking past the closet door. I looked down and saw how engorged he was, how big and hard he had become as his fingers and mouth had teased my body. I wasn't stupid, I knew the mechanics of sex, I'd seen animals breed before, but never before had I taken a man and he seemed to be far too big, surely ever bit of nine inches.
"Its never going to fit." I whimpered and bit my lower lip as I evaluated the situation.
He grinned and licked my neck whispering softly, "It will fit, trust me."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes ma'am."
He grasped tight on my hips and covered one of my nipples with his mouth sucking it until I moaned and relaxed again, arching my back and tilting my hips up at an angle to receive him. Slowly, teasingly, he ran the head of his cock down my slit while his thumb rubbed against my clit and he circled my entrance, wetting himself in the moisture of my sex. He toyed with me, running his hard cock along my slit and rubbing the head of his cock against my clit until I felt like a river was running between my legs and my clit throbbed with desire. He lifted his head from my breasts and slid the tip of his cock just barely into the tight muscles of my body, pulling back and then sliding forward just a bit again, pausing before entering me and grinning as he watched the frustration play across my face.
I waited for him to enter me, waited for him to thrust his cock deep inside my wanton cunt but he did not, he just stayed there barely inside my body. Lowering his head again, he bit down on my nipple hard and sucked it deep into his mouth. My head fell back and I cried out bucking my hips forward hard from the shelf and thrust hard into him, my pussy swallowing his cock, piercing the thin barrier inside me. My eyes closed and I groaned and bit down on the sleeve of his uniform, squirming on the shelf under my ass, I felt stretched and full and yet hollow in the pit of my stomach.
When I squirmed, whatever control he had been using not to ravage me like an animal broke and with a guttural sound in his throat, he pulled back from inside me then slammed deep back into me. I squeaked in surprise but quickly wrapped my legs around his hips lifting forward to connect to each of his thrusts and clenching my muscles down onto his cock. As he thrust down into me, pushing me back into the closet shelves I tangled my fingers in his hair, moaning loudly and begging him for more, my muscles rolling along the length of his cock pulling him deeper into my pussy. The muscles in my abdomen clenched, they ached, and each time he pulled back from inside of me, I hungered for him to return and go deeper still.
"Harder." I moaned.
He laughed and slammed his cock down into me, squeezing my thighs as he rolled his hips and probed my inner walls making my body shake and jerk against him. I bit his neck and let a small half-strangled groan out as my muscles tensed and locked around his cock, sucking him in deeper and milking him as the head of his cock hit the perfect spot inside me. I screamed but he smothered it with his mouth as my body jumped forward and an orgasm ripped through me. My whole form shook as the spasms and waves of pleasure ran though my spine and cum ran down and over his cock and balls, soaking him, and soaking me. As my muscles rippled and squeezed him he thrust himself once more deep inside my body his balls tightening and bursting, shooting his cum deep inside my body and spilling into me until it ran down my thighs and soaked the skirt of my dress beneath me.
He collapsed against me, pinning me to the wall, his breath coming in hard pants just as my own was. My legs were wrapped around his hips holding him deep inside me even as he began to grow flaccid and relaxed. Lightly I nibbled the skin of his neck licking the salt from his sweat and basking in the pleasure I'd received. I closed my eyes and held him close wondering if perhaps he'd do it again as soon as he gained his breath. The door behind us suddenly burst open, the light glaring and there stood the General, his face red with anger as he looked at the scene inside the closet.
I grinned and mock saluted my father, tonight I'd been a bad girl.
