Military Moira

Moira marched up and down in front of me, wearing fatigues and shiny
combat boots. Her straightened hair was pulled back in a severe bun.
Even though the uniform hid all of her sexy body, she was still about
the sexiest sight I had ever seen. Her brown eyes flashed as she
looked me up and down. “You think you’re good enough to eat my pussy?”
she asked, putting her hands on her hips and facing me.

“Yes, ma’am,” I said meekly. My cock was throbbing inside my pants so
hard I thought it might rip through the fabric at any moment. I wanted
to eat Moira’s pussy more than anything else.

Moira paused, pulling her pants out of her boots and sliding them off.
She was wearing dark green panties, and when she kicked them aside
too, I could smell the heat of her pussy. She stepped forward, placing
her combat boots on either side of my knee. “Well, let’s have it
then,” she said. My nose was buried in the kinky black hair of her
muff, and when I inhaled I nearly shot my wad in my pants.

Holding back my own excitement, I stuck out my tongue and licked
tentatively along Moira’s juicy crack. “Is that the best you can do?”
she demanded. Afraid that she might take the sweetness of her cunt
away from me, I started to lick her faster. She put her hands on my
head, guiding me to her clit. I held onto her thighs while I slurped
at her pussy.

“Faster, dammit,” Moira urged me. I ran my tongue faster and faster
up and down her pussy, sucking at her juices and working my tongue
around her stiff clit until I felt it starting to pulse. Her entire
pussy throbbed as she came, and I had to suck frantically to keep up
with the juices flowing from her cunt, but Moira acted like nothing had
happened.

“That was okay,” Moira said. “But let’s see how you handle your own
equipment.” She shrugged out of her jacket so she was wearing only a
green tank top and her combat boots. It looked damn sexy against her
deep brown skin, and her thighs were coated with her own wetness.

I fumbled with my zipper and then released my prick. It felt as hard
as steel and incredibly hot as I wrapped my fist around it. Moira
reached between her thighs, rubbing her clit idly as she watched me
jerking off. She was so tough that she didn’t even seem to notice when
she came, and that made me even hornier.

My fist was flying up and down my dick, lubricated by the pre-cum that
had nearly covered my shaft, and I felt my balls rising up. With a
groan, I pushed my dick forward into my hand, feeling it throb as I
released the load of cum I had been holding back for so long. I came
so hard I thought I would never stop, my cum pouring down over my hand
and trickling down to my balls.

“Good work, soldier,” Moira said. “Now get that thing hard again so
you can fuck me.” I began to stroke my prick immediately. After all,
an order was an order.