Military Ice ©

By Lupa8

Commissioned by Kori Ryu

copyrighted 2002

Warning: Sexual situations. Not recommended for persons under the age of 18 years.

    It was only her first day of training and already she hated her drill instructor. “The guy doesn’t have to be such a hard ass.” She told Sally as they walked to the mess hall for dinner.

“Well I guess that’s his job though, if he wasn’t, who would do half the shit he makes us do?” They laughed and entered the building. She was happy that she had made friends with someone so quickly; Sally and she had a lot in common and had hit it off right away. They went into the hall and got in line for the food. It had been a long, cold day and they were looking forward to a hot meal. They chatted quietly as they moved slowly through the line. The lights flickered a bit as the howling wind outside kicked up a notch.  Everyone looked up for a moment and there was a hush as people listened. Then just as quickly, they went back to their meals.

“Geeze how can anyone stand all this snow?” Sally said. “It never snowed where I came from, I don’t think I’m gonna like this too much.” She smiled bravely at Jacky and Jacky laughed.

“Oh it isn’t so bad. I love the cold! Where I grew up it snowed 5 months out of the year.” Sally rolled her eyes.

“Well I back in Southern Arizona we don’t get snow so excuse me if I’m a wimp for awhile.” She winked at her friend and Jacky smiled as she grabbed a tray and moved to get some of the slop that the Army called food. She wrinkled up her nose at the gray matter that was plopped on her plate.

“Well at least it’s hot.” Sally said and grinned at her. Jacky smiled back and moved down the line.

They sat down at the end of a table that was already full of other bright, young, tired new recruits. Halfway through dinner the drill sergeant from hell walked in. His name was Sergeant Bane but behind his back he was called Sergeant Pain, among other things, many of which weren’t as pleasant.

The sergeant was a large, burly man, he was 6 foot 4 and build like a brick shit house. He looked like he could chew nails out of a fence post and ask for more. He had a crew cut that made the top of his head look square and a fixed expression on his face. Like he had seen it all and it hadn’t impressed him a bit.   Jacky thought he was handsome in a rugged kind of way but was afraid to say anything about it, since everyone else seemed to think he was the devil incarnate.

“Chow down ladies!” he yelled at the mixed group of men and women recruits, apparently he hadn’t heard about equality in the workforce. “I want your meal squared away in 5 minutes! And you WILL eat everything on your plate, you took it, you eat it!” In response everyone hunched over their trays and ate faster. Shoveling the food into their mouths and swallowing as fast as they could. After chow time was over they all trouped tiredly into their bunks and laid down to rest.

Five thirty seemed to come early the next day and the day after that. For the next few weeks the new recruits were put through the rigors of training to be killers for their government.  Over that time Jacky had grown more and more attracted to her drill instructor. It was the second day of the fourth week when the Sergeant decided to take them all out of a run through the snow. They had learned by now not to moan and groan about it, because if they did they would only have to run longer and faster.

Jacky fell into an easy rhythm and was enjoying herself, it was beautiful out and she enjoyed the exercise. The troop had taken to calling her Ice because of her apparent love of being out in it. The Sergeant had noticed too and had decided to make a mark of her, dogging her at every turn and trying to trip her up, because heaven forbid anyone enjoy themselves. Today however, Sergeant and decided to pick on Taft. Taft was a smart-ass and a screw up, always causing trouble and had yet to make a friend in the ranks, well today his attempt at humor had totally pissed off Sergeant, but then not many people would have been amused at brushing their teeth with soap. It was a childish thing to do and it was the reason that they were running ten miles through the snow in full gear today instead of their normal five. Needless to say, everyone was pissed at Mr. Taft.

Everyone except Ice of course, she rather enjoyed the runs, although she didn’t say so out loud, it was certainty better than doing the obstacle course anyway and she didn’t tire as easily as her comrades.

Through the crisp, cold air they ran, when suddenly there was a squeal of tires and a loud splash some distance to the left of the trail they were running. Followed by a loud scream. Everyone stopped for a heartbeat then they all ran down the slight incline and through the thick trees and shrubs to the edge of the big river that ran between the base property and the road.

Everyone spread out in a line along the bank. The river was too large and swift to totally ice over but it did have some large chunks of ice floating along with the current. Also floating in the current was a small, bright red car. It bobbed up and down as it was pulled along. Everyone just stared for a moment then there was another, weaker scream that ripped through the air and everyone started moving at once.

“All right!” Sergeant barked at them, “Think with your heads people! Everyone get your ropes out of your packs NOW! Move it!” Everyone scrambled to do as he said.

Ice shrugged off her pack and unhooked the rope that was attached to it. She hoped that they would be able to help in time, but the water was near freezing and anyone in it wouldn’t last but a few minutes. Suddenly there was a loud crunch and they looked to see that the car had struck a large rock that jutted out of the middle of the river and was now stuck there. At least they no longer had a moving target to contend with. The cold water beat on the car, sending waves over and around it violently. Every now and then there was a crunch as a chunk of ice slammed into the car. Ice wondered how long it would stay pinned against the rock. They could now see a young woman in the car, she was struggling to keep what looked like a blue bundle out of the water that was rising in the car. Ice stopped and focused on it, just above the roar of the river, the woman’s faint cries and the crunch of ice hitting the car her sensitive ears picked up the faint crying of a baby. No one else could hear it, but the cries pierced her ears as they pierced her heart.

In a heart beat she had made her decision, she grabbed up her rope and ran over to her friend, Sally, and snatched her rope out of her hands.

“Hey!” Sally blurted but Ice hushed her with a stern look.

She tied the two ropes together, making it longer. She then tossed one end to Sally and tied the other around her waist.

“Hold on to this tight!” she instructed and then plunged into the frigid water. She had started upstream and by the time she swam the distance to the car the current had carried her to it. She spun around just in time to save herself from hitting the car with her back and instead stuck her legs out front, making them take most of the shock of the impact.

She hit the car and scrambled to get on top of it. He fingers were  slick and she looked for some purchase on the slick car. Just as she felt she was going to slide off the car, she took a chance and concentrated on her nails. Suddenly she had long, black talons where her flat fingernails should be. She dug them into the steel of the car and finally managed to pull herself on top and lay on there a moment to catch her breath. She jumped up however, when she heard a strangled cry from the car and she sat up on her hands and knees. She moved carefully over to the driver’s side of the car and looked down over the edge trying to see inside.

The woman still had her hands and the baby above the water but her face had gone under. How she had kept from dropping the baby was beyond Ice. She balled up her fist and smashed it through the window, water poured out and the woman took in a strangled breath. Her lips were blue and she was beyond shivering. As she looked over at her would-be rescuer her eyes rolled up and with her last bit of strength she thrust her hands out of the window and Ice grabbed the still dry baby.  Then the woman slumped forward and was still.

The infant was screaming and Ice had to resist the urge to cradle it against her wet, cold body in an effort to comfort it. She sat up on her knees and looked back to the bank. Everyone had a hold of the rope and had formed a line, waiting to pull her back to shore. Sergeant was at the front of the rope and he looked at her, his face was red and he looked pissed.

‘Probably mad because I acted without orders.’ She thought, ‘oh well, it doesn’t really matter now.’ She focused on how she was getting back to shore without getting the baby wet. The little one wouldn’t last 10 seconds in the cold water. She sat there, holding the baby out in front of her and tried to think of a way out of this.

Sergeant yelled out at her, “We are going to start pulling you to shore!” he called out.

“Wait!” she screamed back, “I have a baby, if you pull me back I’ll go under and the baby will get wet.” Her heart hammered in her chest, she knew that she would be ok, that the cold water wouldn’t kill her, but the baby would surely die before they reached shore if he got wet. The Sergeant looked surprised then turned around and started barking orders, but before anyone could react to them the car shifted under her knees. “Oh God no,” she whispered. Then the car moved out from under her and she was yet again plunged into the cold water.

The wind was knocked out of her as the rope pulled tight across her chest and yet somehow she managed to keep her hands, and the baby, above water. She struggled to stay on her back and keep her hands above the water line as she was pulled to shore. Her head went under but she didn’t panic, she could hold her breath for over ten minutes if she had too, instead she put every once of her strength and will into keeping her hands above water.

It seemed to take forever but at last she felt the scrape of gravel on her back and she knew that she was back to shore. Someone grabbed her under her armpits and dragged her the rest of the way out of the water. It was quiet for a moment then the baby started screaming and Ice let her breath out in a shaky gasp; if he could still scream like that he was probably going to be ok. Sally came up and took the wailing infant from her and Ice lowered her arms and tried to stand up.

“At ease private.” Sergeant growled at her. “Just rest easy, I sent someone for a truck.” It was probably the nicest tone of voice she had ever heard him use and she fought the urge to smile. Instead she brought her knees up to her chest and laid her head on them. She looked out at the river and watched as the car was swept away with the brave mother inside. Ice cried then, and wondered if they baby would ever know how it’s mother had sacrificed herself to save him. She would be sure and tell the family, if it still had any.

She felt a tug at her shoulder and looked up to see Sergeant trying to take her shirt off. Ice glared at him and tried to scoot away.

“Hold still private Ice, you need to get out of these wet clothes and dry before you get hypothermia. And if that happens you will be in a world of shit because G.I.’s are not allowed to die without permission!”

“Sir! Yes sir!” she replied in her loudest voice and everyone chuckled. Sergeant pretended not to notice as he and a female private stripped her and then threw a dry blanket around her. She had to stand up now because the snow was wet and it soaked through the blanket. She stood there in nothing but a blanket and managed to keep from being embarrassed, ‘oh bully for me.’ She thought and smiled as Sally came over to show her the baby. It had managed to get through it all without so much as a drop of water. It seemed to be happier now that someone warm was cuddling it and it cooed up at Sally and Ice.

As they waited for the truck to arrive, Ice shifted her feet at pretended to look cold and miserable least they think that she wasn’t as cold as she should have been. Sergeant came over and threw another blanket around her shoulders, then stood close to her. When the truck finally arrived she started to move toward it but yelped in surprise as Sergeant scooped her up and carried her to the back of the truck and put her in it.  Sally was already in the front of the truck with the baby and as they pulled away she saw another truck, with a crane on it, drive past them, heading down river to try and pull the car and the woman out if they could. The mother was almost certainly dead but if they could recover the car, they could find out who she was and hopefully the baby’s family.

“Lets hope she wasn’t some single mother,” Sergeant commented as the truck bumped down the dirt road.

“I don’t think so sir” Ice said, “the woman had a ring on her finger.”

Sergeant looked at her through narrowed eyes. “You mean to tell me that with all that was happening and in the middle of the river you just happened to notice that the woman had a ring on her finger!?”

Ice ducked her head down and looked at her feet. “Yes sir, I noticed that she had a gold band with a small diamond on her left finger.” She mumbled into her blanket.

“Well hell Private, with eyes like that I may have to recommend you for gunnery sergeant training or even officer training.” He said and chuckled. “Perhaps I’ll even allow you to serve as a rifleman.”

Ice looked up in surprise, the man had chuckled, actually chuckled, she never would have bet he knew how to smile, much less issue something close to a laugh.

“Yes sir, thank you sir.” She said. She sat back, closed her eyes and let her mind wander aimlessly. Not noticing how Sergeant watched her quietly the whole time.

They arrived at the base and she and the baby were rushed to the medic, she was given a clean bill of health and told to take it easy for at least two days. The doctor guessed the baby to be about 5 months old and said that he was none the worse for wear and had him taken to the local area civie hospital.

They had managed to recover the car and she was later told that they had already found the father and that he would probably want to talk to her at a later date.

That was fine, she was happy that everything was going to be ok. She headed back to the bunkhouse to change into her Army green sweats and then she was going to go get something to eat. After taking a hot shower and getting into some warm clothes, she headed for the mess hall.

It was  the middle of dinner and the place was full and noisy, but it suddenly got quiet as she entered. Everyone started at her for a moment then they started whispering to each other. She stood there in the doorway for a moment and considered leaving when Sally came up and saved her.

“What’s the matter?” she called out to the group, “You never see a real hero before? I bet if you are all real nice she will sign autographs.” Everyone laughed and then went back to eating, the tension broken. Ice threw a grateful look at her friend and Sally come up and hooked her arm in hers.

“So what do you want for dinner? Green slop or gray slop?”  They laughed and got in line.

“So the word has spread already?” Ice asked, “my but that was quick.” They got their food and sat down.

“So what are you going to do this weekend?” Sally asked, “It’s leave for everyone and some of us are getting together to go into town and live it up!” Sally grinned around a mouth full of potatoes.

Ice laughed at her friend. “Well I was thinking of going to see my brother, he doesn’t live that far away and I haven’t seen him in a long time. Not since he moved.”

“Oh, well I hope you have a nice visit.” Sally looked a little disappointed and Ice was sorry that she had lied to get out of going into town. Her brother really did live in the next town but ever since he had that huge fight with them he had refused to see any of his family. In reality she had planned on going for a nice long hike into the local woods and get away from it all. She didn’t like drinking and she didn’t like crowded places all that much anyway.

That weekend everyone was eagerly leaving base for some much-deserved R & R. Ice stayed behind packing what little gear she needed to go for her hike.

“Well,” a stern voice said behind her “just where are you going this weekend then?” she spun around to see Sergeant standing there with his hands behind his back. He had on his normal stern look and was glaring at her. She had learned not to be too ruffled by his glares, since it seemed that he did it without thinking and it didn’t necessarily mean that the person being glared at was in deep shit. It was only when he looked at you like that and the veins in his neck and forehead stood out that you were in for it.

“Well sir I was going to go backpacking.” She didn’t know why she had told him the truth, but it didn’t matter, he didn’t socialize with the grunts so no one would ever know.

“Backpacking!” he said, startled. “In this weather? You just got warmed up, why in hell would you want to go backpacking in the snow? Are you feeling well?” he actually looked shocked. Nice to know he could be, she thought as she finished and slung her pack over her shoulders.

“Yes sir, I am feeling just fine. Just thought I needed a few days to myself is all.” She replied as she walked past him. Leaving him standing there looking puzzled.

She walked off base and within an hour she was deep in the woods that surrounded the North and East side of the base. She truly enjoyed being alone at times and was thinking of all the new adventures that the Army would take her to. That was the main reason she had joined, was to go around the world and see new things. She wasn’t sure yet if she was going to stay longer than the four years that was required of her. She lived longer than humans and was harder to kill. If she stayed too long someone would notice that and she sure as hell didn’t want anyone to notice that she was different. Everyone in her family was different, everyone except her brother. He had been born normal and had taken a human as his wife, which had caused the huge fight that drove him away from the family. There was a strict rule about letting humans know about themselves and if he passed along the family condition to his children then she would know for sure and that would be a problem. Ice sighed and cleared her thoughts of such things. She was here to get away from her troubles, not to drag them along with her.

Her feet crunched through the snow as she wove her way up the mountain nearest to the base, after a few hours she reached the top. She found a nice spot and set up her tent. After that she climbed up a tall tree and looked back the way she had come. Below her the valley spread out before her. She smiled and looked at the tiny speck the base had become. ‘Too bad all our troubles aren’t so easy to shrink.’ She thought. After a few she climbed back down the tree, the sun was setting and she wanted to be ready for the coming night.

As full night descended upon her, she stripped off her clothes, and walked barefoot and naked through the trees. Her eyes changed first, the light blue growing to cover the whites and her pupils growing to take advantage of even the smallest amount of light that the night had to offer. She could see as clearly now as she did on a sunny day. She stopped walking and stretched out her arms, black claws came out of her fingers and her skin was replaced by think scales. She bent over and stretched out her legs, causing them to shorten. The transformation took only a moment, and afterwards there was a huge komodo dragon where a young female human had once stood.

She prowled the forest looking for something to eat, she didn’t have to wait long before she caught the scent of a deer nearby. She turned in the direction of the scent, being careful to stay downwind. She came up silently on her indented prey. It was sleeping in a thicket, still unaware of it’s impending death. As she watched it sleep she thought about how to kill it. She could just bite it and wait a few hours for it to die, but she was hungry now, so she crept up closer and turned along side of the sleeping deer. It suddenly open it’s eyes, but it was too late, before it could get to its feet Ice smashed her powerful tail into its head. The deer flipped over backwards from the force of the blow, fell on its side, shuddered once then lat still. Ice moved close to it and started feeding on its sweet meat. Hot blood poured into her mouth as she fed, she ate over half the deer before she was full. She scraped a small hole and put the carcass in it then covered it up, in the frozen ground it would keep for the night and she could come back to it tomorrow night.

She moved away from the remains of her dinner and walked through the quiet forest. There wasn’t much movement, the forest was in the grip of winter and few animals were out in the cold. The soft sound of the wings of an owl caused her to look up and smile. A fellow predator out for a night’s hunt, although it fed only on small game, it was just as deadly a killer. She smiled to herself and wondered what it would be like to be able to fly. That was one thing that she wasn’t able to do. The thought of swooping down onto her prey and crushing them with strong feet was thrilling to her. The owl flew out of sight and she moved on. It was nice to be able to get out like this and be herself, she spent a year once as a dragon, it had been nice to get away and not worry about the human world for awhile.

Thoughts of her family had finally brought her back to the world of the humans. Unfortunately she did have to learn to live among them, I only to help keep the family grounds in the family name. Her family had a huge, 400 acre land up in the woods of Canada, taxes had to be paid on it and every so often the owner of the land had to pretend to die and pass on the land to their heir so that the outside world wouldn’t become suspicious. A huge chain-link fence enclosed the land and wild game was abundant. There everyone was free to be themselves if they choose, sometimes people would be gone for years before coming back as humans to see what had happened in the world while they were gone. She let her thoughts wander as she roamed the night. An hour before dawn she was back in her human form and snuggled in her sleeping bag. She was sound asleep by the time the sun was full up.

About an hour before sundown she woke up. She stretched and got up rubbing at her eyes. What a wonderful night it was going to be, she thought. She unzipped her bag and took in the smell of the forest around her. Sometime during the day a small band of deer and wandered through her camp, perhaps if they were still around she would have fresh meat instead of leftovers. She smiled to herself and stepped out of the tent. Tomorrow she would have to start back to the base so she didn’t want to waist a moment of her freedom tonight. As soon as the sun went down completely she would change and be off. But for now she walked to the edge of her camp to relieve herself.

On her way back to the tent she heard the sound of footsteps in the snow and she stood still and listened. They were definitely human; nothing else would be walking on two legs here. She suddenly realized that she was only wearing panties and a tank top and she jumped back into her tent and zipped it up. Maybe if the stranger thought no one was around they would go away, and if whoever it was tried to get into her tent and steal, well they would be sorely surprised.

The footsteps came closer and stopped just a few feet from the tent. Ice crouched down and waited. After a minute the man, came closer to the tent and crouched down in front of it. She could tell it was a man now by the sounds he made but the wind wasn’t in her favor and she couldn’t catch his scent just yet. He put his hand out and started unzipping the tent, halfway through Ice sprung out and hit him square in the chest, knocking him back and landing on top of him. She went to pin his arms but he was faster than she had believed a man could be and in a flash he had her pinned beneath him! She growled and looked at him at last and then froze. It was Sergeant! He looked down at her and grinned.

“Well, you are fast and tough eh? And just what would you have done with me had you managed to pin he hrm?” he smirked and sat back, letting go of her hands. He still had her legs pinned under him though and she lay there on her back looking up at him.

“S-sir!” she sputtered, completely surprised, “I’m sorry sir, I didn’t know it was you.” Damn I could get court marshaled for attacking a ranking officer, she thought.  Followed by that was the shock that he was actually faster than she was, no man, even Sergeant, should be faster than she was.

He made himself comfortable on top of her. Resting back on her legs and folding his arms over his chest, he was still smiling down at her. “So, Ice, just what did you have planned for me then? Going to eat me up perhaps?”

She sat up on he elbows and looked up at him, frowning. “Um, I don’t know what you mean sir.” She said, confused and cautious. He just smiled.

“Oh I think you do, I have had my eye on you ever since I first laid eyes on you and your little stunt the other day simply confirmed my suspicions. I know what you are.”

She gasped and struggled, but he leaned forward and pinned her arms again. Damn he was strong! She was confused as to why she was unable to break his grip. He bent down and put his face close to her skin her neck and sniffed at her like a dog. He smelled her neck, up to her hair, then down to her breasts. She lay still, her heart pounding in her chest. Her rubbed his cheek against her left breast and looked up at her. His eyes had turned a muddy yellow and the whites were gone. He grinned and she noticed that his canines had grown long and pointed.

“What clan are you.” She asked at last as realization came over her.

“Wolf clan.” He said and smiled wider. “And you?” he asked.

“Reptilian.” She said, “komodo dragon to be precise.”

“Really?” his eyebrows went up, “never met one of your kind.”

“Yea, well we are rare, all the reptiles are, that’s why we band together. We have a compound in Canada. I have some dolphin in me as well as some crocodile, but it’s mostly dragon.”

“Well that’s interesting, nice that you all get along so well. The wolf clan won’t allow crossbreeding with others. Hell they are so uptight about it that they don’t even allow screwing unless it’s another wolf.” He snorted, “damned short sighted of them if you ask me.”

She laughed and he smiled and loosened his grip a tad on her wrists. “You gonna try and rip me a new asshole if I let you up?” he asked.

“No, not if you don’t me.” She answered. He laughed again and got up off of her. She sat up and crossed her legs as he let her up and sat back on his feet a few feet from her. They regarded each other a moment before she finally asked him why he was in the army.

“Well I wanted to get away from the clan,” he said. “They are too strict and fight among each other so much. There are hardly any of them left to make for a stable breeding stock. I thought that maybe I could find some others if I could just get away from them.” He sighed. “Too bad they refuse to interbreed with humans or other shifters, it would add some much needed variety to the gene pool.”

She nodded at him, she had heard that some of the other clans were like that so what he was saying was no surprise to her. “Well I am sure that you would be welcome in the compound, we have some mammals living with us and we all get along just fine.” She smiled and he smiled back.

“Really? Well when my service is up I might take you up on that.” He crawled forward to her and she leaned back a bit from him. He leaned in and started sniffing at her again, she did nothing to stop him but closed her eyes instead. He sniffed down to her breasts and then nibbled at them gently. She gasped and he grabbed her suddenly, jerking her to her feet. He drug her to the tent and pulled her in, zipping it closed behind him. She backed up to the sleeping bag, there wasn’t much room in the small tent. He took off his shirt and boots and crawled forward. She didn’t move and lay on her back as he came up to her. He smiled and lay on top of her, he moved his hips around and she could feel his cock hard against her. She wiggled back against him and he buried his face in her hair.

She nibbled at his neck and clawed at his back, then she spread her legs and wrapped them around his waist. He thrust against her and she moaned into his ear.

“I want you,” she whispered and he responded by ripping off her tank top. He bent low and took her right breast into his mouth, sucking at it greedily. She arched her back and squirmed in pleasure. She slid her hands down his back to his pants and tugged at them. “Off.” She said, and he lifted off her just enough so she could undo the buttons ad zipper and slide his pants down. He wasn’t wearing any underwear and his manhood came out and stood hard. She wrapped her hand around it and pulled gently, causing a moan to come from him. She rubbed her hand on him and felt as it became even longer and harder against her palm. She stopped rubbing and he growled, but she ignored it and slid off her panties.

Before she could wrap her legs around him, however, he slid down her body, licking and kissing her all the way. She wiggled and he growled at her again, putting his hand on her chest and pinning her. He put his face between her legs and slid his tongue along her clitoris. She shuddered and moaned loudly.

“Oh god that feels good,” she breathed. He grunted and licked and sucked at her like an ice cream. She dug her nails into the soft sleeping bag under her and arched her back, it felt so good, she hoped it would never end. Then she felt a tingling and dug her nails in deeper as her body suddenly spasmed in pleasure. “Oh god yes! Yes! Oh please don’t stop, please.” She begged as she came over and over. His tongue moved around and over her, seeming to know exactly where and how to pleasure her. She felt herself getting ready to come again and suddenly he stopped and crawled back up her body. Before she could protest he rammed his manhood into her. She yelped and clawed his back, digging long, bloody furrows across his shoulders. He didn’t seem to notice and pulled out of her quickly and slammed back in. Over and over he thrust into her and she loved every second of it. It had been a long time since she had had a good screw; humans were so breakable that she had decided not to take any of them into her bed.

She lay there enjoying the feeling of him inside her when he suddenly stopped and lay on top of her, burying himself as deep as possible. She wiggled and licked at his chin, and he began to pump her, taking it out only a fraction then pushing back in as deep as he could. He buried his face into her hair and grunted and moaned as he finally came inside her. She smiled and pumped her his in rhythm to his. Then he pulled out and did a sort of push up so he was now on his hands and knees over her. She noticed that coming hadn’t lessened his erection and she smiled up at him.

He reached down and flipped her over on her back then hooked his hand under her stomach and pulled her up so she too was on her hands and knees. He placed his hands on her hips and thrust into her again. After he was inside he leaned over and wrapped his arms around her, cupping her breasts and humped her like a dog. She braced herself against the extra weight and enjoyed this new position. He thrust into her more slowly than before and she came almost immediately. She cried out, never before had sex been so good, he was very large and seemed to know just how to do her. She could feel every inch of him as he pushed into her over and over. And in response she came over and over. At last his thrusting became stronger and shorter as he came again.

When he was done he pulled out and pushed her down on her back again. She rolled over and he lay on top of her a pushed inside her again.

“Mmmmm, more?” she asked and smiled. He just grunted at her and pushed in as far as he could and lay still. Then he looked up at her.