In The Navy


My first thought was no, she can’t be for real. But the note she handed wasn’t imaginary.

“My office, 2100 hours. We will open your mind. Interested?”

So I guess it was all up to me. This she was my duty officer, HM1 Clark, Ms. Susan Clark. 44, tall, ordinary face, built very nice. Short blonde hair, from what I could see a very firm ass. She had a nice rack under the clothes she wore, but you had to look real close. I wasn’t standing any watches this duty rotation, all I had to do was fill the boiler and I was good to go. I reread the note;

“My office, 2100 hours….”

The day could not have dragged on any longer. We had a crew of 150 sailors, by 1800 hours there would be only 6 left. Then it was relax mode. Duty consisted of 4 hour watches and walking the decks every hour. Needless to say, no one walked the decks every hour. Once when you first reported and once before you left. Nothing ever happened around here.

1800 hours came and we all mustered in the lower mess hall. It was a small space. We manned a repair facility, no propulsion, but we were floating in 40 feet of water and the Navy required us to have a 24 hour watch going.

“Nelson, here, Martinez, here, Morgan, here, Smith, here…”

With that over we cleared out of the mess hall. Some of us went to the lounge on the above deck; I went outside, directly below HM1 Clark’s office. She would be walking by here any minute. I wanted to try and get a hint of what was wrong. There was no reason why she would want me to report to her office. The weather was beautiful, 80 during the day and down to 60 at night. Not a cloud in the sky, no wind to speak of, and the bay was calm and still. I stood outside shuffling around waiting to see HM1 walk by. 5 minutes, then 10 minutes, finally, I saw her walking across the deck. She was carrying her overnight bag and gripping a cup of coffee in her other hand. She smiled when she saw me, we liked each other and I was a little nervous why she wanted to see me.

“HT2, she always called me HT2, what a surprise.” She stopped in front of the ladder leading up to her office. I stammered an answer, still unsure of what she wanted from me.

“HM1, good to ah, see you.” I cast my eyes down when I stuttered.

“Want to join me for a cup of coffee.” I looked up at her. She had a smile on her face.

“Sure, right after I top off the boilers.”

“You go do that, then get up to my office ASAP, understood.” The tone of her voice caught me by surprise.

“Yes, ma’am, I mean yes HM1 Clark” She hated when I called her ma’am. I turned and walked towards the boiler room.

Now I am confused as ever. What did I do, what did she want from me. I had always done what she had asked, I never was questioned about my ability to perform a task. So what was it? I quickly filled the boilers and topped off the fuel tanks. I wrote real fast in the log and had to cross out the hastily scribbled numbers so the next watch would be able to read them. I signed my initials and turned to walk back to the ladder. Apprehensive would be the best way to describe how I felt.

I climbed to the top and walked the short hallway to her office. I knocked and the door was already opened.

“Hello, HM1, its HT2.”

“I’m in bursa escort the other office, come in and sit down, please.”

I sat in the oversized chair with the nice cushions. It was from her house on the base. A few seconds later, HM 1 Clark entered the room. She had a cup of coffee for me.

“Glad you could make it. I was going to wait until 2100 hours but since you were standing around my office, we could do this now.” Her eyes scanned me over. I looked at her, looked away and then back again. She never looked away.

“You and me are buddies aren’t we. I’ve know you for quite some time now.”

“Yes we have” I said. Is there a problem, I asked.

“No, not at all.” She shifted in her chair. “I have something I want to ask you and to show you. It’s good actually and it could be good for both of us.” Her demeanor changed, she was now leaning towards me.

“Ok, ask.” I said it just like that.

“Ok, tell me something, when you guys are in your berthing section, do you ever masturbate.” Her eyes were glued to mine.

“Ah, well…. And before I could stutter any more, HM1 tossed a few photos onto the table. And what they showed answered her question.

“Yeah, we do.” I figured the best course now was to just open up and talk to her. She was still my friend. Maybe if I was in trouble I could still try and catch a break somehow. HM1 was smiling though.

“Remember this night, we had a pizza party.” There I was, masturbating in the shower.

“And this one, I like this one.” I was slouching in a chair, my towel opened. I was obviously paging through a magazine and masturbating.

“And this one, you and Martinez and Nelson… watching a porno and masturbating. Hey, look at this, your masturbating each other.”

“Ok, am I in trouble?” I just came out with it.

“You think you’re in trouble, Michael, your not in trouble at all.” What a relief.

“Call me Laura, relax, Ok, just relax.” Her hand reached out and stroked my arm.

“We have some fun on this duty section, your still new but the guys really do seem to have taken to you. Pretty obvious isn’t it.” She laughed, so did I.

“Well, there really is nowhere to go do it alone. The guys were always masturbating in front of each other and I just joined in. Sometimes, it was pretty hot if you know what I mean.” I was laughing at this point.

“I want you to do it for me, interested?” she was serious, she wanted me to jerk off in front of her.

“HM1, I mean Laura, I’d jerk off in front of you in a heart beat.” I wanted to do it right then and there. She readjusted herself in her chair and leaned in close to me. Then she whispered in my ear. “Show me, right now.” Her hand went to my zipper and she had my dick in her hand before I could say yes. It was also growing fast and she stroked it few times to help it along the way. I stood up and dropped my pants to the floor.

“Strip Michael, take off all your clothes. I want to watch you close up.” She licked her lips making sure I saw her. She didn’t have to ask twice.

Standing naked in front of her, she grabbed my ass and pulled me within 6 inches of her face. Then she motioned for me to start masturbating. I did a little thrusting of my hips, I even tried to have her open bursa escort bayan her mouth but she didn’t take the bait.

“Do it baby, jerk it off for mommy.” Wow, she liked to talk dirty.

I picked up my pace and tightened my grip. The head of my dick moved in and out of my hand. Laura asked me to slow up, take my time. I did as I was told.

“Good boy, that’s what I like a boy who likes to listen.” I didn’t want to cum too fast.

“Show me your tits… mommy.” I could play along. She spank my ass when I said this, she spanked it hard.

“Do as you are told, understood” She had leaned back away from me. “I’ll let you suffer and not let you finish understood? “

“Yeah, I understand.”

“Good, now jerk off for mommy like a good boy.” Her hand wrapped around mine as she brought my dick back to life. Precum formed on the head, she rubbed some off and licked it.

“I like to watch you jerk off, you’re such a good little bitch. You know that, you’re my little bitch now. Tell me you’re my little bitch. I was ready to do anything at this point.

“I’m your little bitch, I’m your little bitch.” I quickened my pace, Laura wanted me to do one more thing for her.

“Turn around bitch, turn around now.” I turned and saw HM3 Smith completely naked, she had a dildo working in and out of her pussy. Her moans indicated she was also ready to cum.

“I want you to cum on her tits bitch. Do it now, for your mommy.”

HM3 grabbed me by the dick as she got on her knees. She sucked it for all she was worth and I told her I was going to cum. Then I exploded before she took her mouth off my dick. She took some in her mouth and then aimed the rest onto her tits. She had real nice tits, big nipples. She rubbed the cum onto her nipples. Then she stood up and planted a wet kiss on me before I could turn away. I didn’t turn away, it was me after all. We kissed and she shared the load. Our tongues were entangled for at least a minute. I worked my hand down to her clit and rubbed it ever so slowly. She moaned and grabbed my dick once again. I was getting hard and I wanted some pussy.

“Not yet bitch, not yet.” Laura stood up from her chair and walked towards us. She had to pry Debbie from my dick. Laura laughed but told her she could fuck me later, right now she had other plans for me. My hard dick smacked Laura in the belly as I turned away, a smear of my juices made a mess of her. She had opened her shirt and taken off her bra. 38DD, big firm tits. She did let me feel them for a second.

“You were great my little bitch. Come back at 2100 hours and you will learn more.”

“Of course, of course I will.”

“And this does not go anywhere, you do not tell anyone, understood?”

“Yes, I do. Can I get the pictures from you?

Laura grinned that shit eating grin and said they would be mine if everything went well later that night. Everything went well, I just jerked off in front of her, came on HM3’s tits, and let’s not forget the kiss.

“I guess I’ll see you in another hour.”

“Yes, you will, I have no doubt you will be here.”

I went for the door and the two women laughed. No clothes, not a stitch of clothes. I turned to get them and HM1 and HM3 told me to just leave and make escort bursa a run for it. The berthing space was down the ladder across the deck and up the ladder.

“No really, can I have my pants.” I wanted my clothes, but my pants were the most important at this moment.

“No, now get out of here before we make it really hard for you to make it back to your locker. Go!”

I was scared, I was nervous, I was turned on. I figured what the hell, everyone else was at the other end of the ship. They weren’t going to give me my clothes, no matter how much I begged them. I turned the door knob and stepped out into the hallway. The door slammed behind me and the sound of the lock made it all too real. There was no going back. I darted down the hall with my swinging dick.

I reached the second hatch and opened it. The sun was still out but setting. There really was no one around so I figured I had nothing to loose. I raced down the ladder rungs, hit the deck and ran like hell. I reached the other deck and climbed as fast as I could. My dick was still hard, this was turning me on. 4 hours before this, this entire area was brimming with people, men and women. Here I was, running around naked. I had just jerked off in front of HM1, I wanted to do it again. And I wanted to fuck HM3…

I reached the door and opened it. Stepping in, I turned and latched the door behind me. Still, no one was around. I still had to make it down another hall, turn left and hope no one was in the movie room. It was too early for that. I ran down the hall and turned left. I ran right into EM1 Martinez. He stepped out of the movie room and almost spilled his drink. I turned around as fast as I could to run back the other direction. I took two steps and heard his voice.

“Look at you, HM1 got a hold of you early, didn’t she.” I wanted out and headed back to the door. Where was I going anyway?

“Where are you going to go? Relax, come one in.” He was laughing a little bit, but he was serious. “Hey, where ya going?”

I turned around and realized I had no where to go. I had showered with him before, we had jerked off in front of each other. EM1 was checking me out, he stared down at my semi hard dick. The door opened to the movie room. It was dark, I couldn’t really see anything. I walked into the room and before I could get adjusted to the darkness, EM1 flipped on the lights.

“Your in the club boy, you’re a bitch now.”

Two women were sitting in chairs, two men were on their knees in front of them. The men were naked and so were the women. I knew them all, Gary and Steve, Cheryl and Lisa. Funny thing, Cheryl and Lisa were wearing what appeared to be strap ons and the guys were licking up there legs to the rubber dicks. They then started sucking on them, working them like the real thing…

So I just stood there and watched. EM1 came up from behind me and put his hand on my shoulder.

“We all did what you just did, in some form or another. We have been trying to get all these people on the same duty section and then you came onboard. So we had to see what you would go for and what you wouldn’t go for.” …. He rubbed my shoulders. I felt his handwork its way down my back and to my ass.

“And you’re passing with flying colors.” His hand reached around and took my now hard dick in his hand. I didn’t stop him, he stroked it harder and harder. I reached around and grabbed his dick through his pants. What was I going to do…?

At least until 2100 hours….. Stayed tuned

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