Samantha Cummings, New recruit

“Honey, I am proud of your decision, but I just wish you’d finish high school first.” My mom urged me as I finished putting on my sneakers. “Your birthday was just last week and you only have a few months left until you get your diploma.” She was standing in the entryway of the house with me, stark naked with a forgotten glob of cum on her cheek. My dad had recently finished dumping one of his many daily loads into her.

“I get it mom, you want to see your only daughter graduate, but It’s just not for me. I’m going to join the SWH.” I wave her off as I stand. I adjust my T-shirt and shorts. “You know the saying. ‘A cum dump has holes. Not brains.’”

She places her hands on her hips and glares at me. “An unofficial one, Sam. The SWH has a robust set of scholarship programs for women. You can go to college and then join up after you get an education.”

“So now you want me to go to college too?” I mirror her and place my hands on my own hips. “What would even be the point? How would a degree in physics make me suck cock better?”

Before she could reply, my dad walks in from the living room, naked as well with his cock swinging limp between his legs. “Sam’s right, honey.” He stands next to his wife and wraps his arm around her as a comforting gesture. “Most service women retire with pensions more than capable of supporting them. She can pursue an education if she wants then, but doing so now would just be a waste. Mom’s hands drop off her hips and she sighs in defeat.

“Thanks dad. Can I go now?” I ask as I scoot toward the door.

“Yes, Sam,” mom answers. “But can you at least call us and let us know how your first day of training goes? I know you’ll still be in town, but I’m still going to worry for the next few weeks.”

“Sure, Mom.” I answer as I’m already shutting the door behind me. I quickly turn and head down the driveway and start making my way toward the bus stop. I’m not technically a service woman yet, but the recruiter mentioned I might as well get used to using public transport.

I round the corner of the block and see Amanda bent over a trash can getting railed by a tall portly man. “Oh, hi Amanda.” She’s a service woman so of course she was naked save for a pair of pumps on her feet. She’s only a few years older than me and joined up just out of high school. I suppose I can brag about being faster after I actually finish training.

“Hi, Sam. How are things?” She manages to get out between the man's particularly forceful thrusts. The man has her legs lifted off the ground as he pounds into her, forcing her to balance on the trashcan to prevent herself from falling in head first.

I pridefully puff out my chest. “I joined the SWH too. Today is my first day of training.” I notice a glint in the man’s eyes as I finish speaking and he replies before Amanda.”

“Congratulations,” he says as he slows his pace. “Can never have too many cum dumps.” He gets a look on his face like he just came up with an idea. “Hey what training facility are you going to? If your first day is today that means you finish on Monday in two weeks. I’ll head over there and see if I can be the first one to use you after you’re officially a cum dump.”

“Oh.” I say, slightly surprised. “It's the one on second street.” I hook a thumb in the direction. “But I’m not sure how successful you’ll be. I hear that tons of guys wait around to test out the fresh meat.”

Amanda decides to chime in. “I’ll say,” she chuckles as she reminisces. “Me and the other girls got grabbed before we could even get three steps off the property. I had at least two cocks in me for the next two hours before all the guys were finished with us.”

“Can’t hurt to try.” The man says as he picks his pace back up and Amanda grunts from the sudden ****.

Deciding to let the man cum in peace, I wave goodbye to Amanda and head to the bus stop.