The events get out of hand

“How about a dance?” Sarah suddenly suggested with her usual smile on her face.

She felt like she needed a change. Obviously no-one refused, even though most of the soldiers would not get a chance to be her partners. The Captain was selfish in that regard and preferred to pick the men who could dance the best; Sergeant Mitch was her first choice. Someone put on the music, not too loud, the song had a mediocre pace, good enough to get close, but not a teenage-hugging-ballad. Sarah and Mitch did not dance THAT close, but by the end of the song she could sense from his motions that he had an erection. He was not the only one being turned on by the dance. The proximity and the touch of a male body had an effect on the already aroused Captain as well. By the time they finished her pussy was more than just moist.

Sarah’s next partner was a private named Dan, who took dancing lessons back in high school, so he knew what to do on the floor. Their dancing looked similar and had the same effect on both, only for Sarah it was cumulative. The Captain’s third partner was Ted. He might not have been a top dancer, but she liked his boldness and had already gotten in the mood for something mildly crazy; she had a feeling that the Corporal would not disappoint her. Ted was more touchy from the get go, his hands enjoyed a bit more of his partner’s body than just the customary points held during the dance. Sarah remembered his behavior a few days ago when he grabbed her breasts. Back then she untangled herself from his grasp and left the canteen, she did not mention the incident later. On that day they had also drunk three beers…

The Corporal was a mediocre dancer, but had a decent sense of rhythm. His lewd motions and adventurous hands fit well into Sarah’s naughty mood. She was aware that he also was dancing with an erection in his pants. The Captain began to wonder whether any of her soldiers were as well endowed as Rick. As if sensing her dirty thoughts Ted spun her in his arms and grabbed her breasts. He pulled her close to himself, grinded his crotch into her ass and began to grope her boobs. All of the men were watching the pair intently.

Sarah was well aware that she should once again leave the place and abandon the soldiers with the horniness she herself inducted. But for a moment she hesitated. She had always liked bad boys who treated her roughly. The possessive groping was exactly that, Ted had no regards for her pleasure nor even comfort, yet she enjoyed it. The moment of hesitation was too long though and the Captain allowed her own horniness to cloud her mind and lost any remnants of her will. If Ted wanted her boobs he could have them!

The Corporal squeezed her breasts hard and pinched her nipples. It was mildly painful, but instead of breaking free Sarah groaned and grinded her ass into Ted’s crotch. That was all the encouragement he needed. He let go of one of her tits, put his hand under her dress and between her legs; the tiny thong offered no protection. The Corporal pushed his finger into Sarah’s pussy and instantly noticed how wet she was; the realisation made him even wilder with arousal.

With Sarah still tightly locked in his arms he walked her to a nearest couch and bent her over the backrest. He hiked up her dress and spanked her exposed ass hard.

“Ah!” she cried out, but offered no other words of protest.

Ted slapped her again, even harder.

“AH!” was Sarah’s only reaction.

The corporal then used one hand to poke the anal plug and the other to finger the soaking pussy.

“Mhmm,” the Captain’s moan was loud enough for most soldiers to hear.

But the foreplay was already too long for Ted. He pulled down Sarah’s thong, spread her legs wider (which she did so on her own willingly), slapped her ass for the final time and pulled out his cock. The Captain could not see how large it was, but felt it when the Corporal shoved it hard into her hungry pussy.