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"Take it all off, sweetheart."
"That's a good girl."
"Fuck - you look s'good, sergeant."
Shivers travel down your spine as Ghost whispers into your ear, instructing you what to do as you undress for your team. The man who is usually quiet, reserved, and withdrawn is anything but that right now as he tells you how to undress yourself.
How did you get here?
How did this happen?
Mindless flirting between all four boys, you suppose. This was your doing. Constantly teasing them, brushing up against them on accident when trying to squeeze between them and tight spaces. The fluttering of your eyelashes when you would ask them for favors; you know, because only a man can really open a freshly sealed pickle jar.
You weren't the type of woman to sleep around, let alone allow four big guys to fuck you senseless. Yet here you are, showing them the most intimate parts of you as they were practically foaming at the mouth. König, Soap, and even Captain Price all stood panting like bitches in heat, stroking themselves through their jeans. You could see the imprint of their cocks through the fabric and the mere thought of them taking you one by one, cock by cock, was enough to have you clench your thighs together tightly to try and get some type of relief.
You were a drooling mess between the thighs already and none of the others have even touched you yet. The only one who has touched you so far was Ghost. Ghost was a control freak, he was always the one taking charge; it was no surprise to you that he was taking the lead of this operation, but you were desperate for some action, and he was just dragging you along torturously slowly.
Ghost had you pinned up against him with your bare back flush against his clothed chest. Your face was flushed with desire; a pretty shade of crimson red dusted your cheeks as his rough but gentle hands caressed your abdomen, inching lower and lower until his palm rested over your aching cunt. But he wouldn't touch you. He was toying with the men before you, teasing them just as he teased you. He leaned down so his mouth was near your ear, causing you to shiver as you felt his hot breath fan over your neck. Goose bumps spread over your arms and thighs as he whispered, "I'm going last, so choose who you want to go first."
He stepped away from you, causing you to stand alone as you looked between the three men who were desperate to feel you wrapped around their cocks. You backed up until your ass hit the side of the desk behind you that Simon had cleared off earlier. You pointed at the man standing in the middle, summoning him to you as if he was simply a peasant and you were the queen.
Johnny marched forward, eyeing you hungrily as you chewed your bottom lip between your teeth. His fingers twitched by his side when he stepped in front of you; feeling his breath fan over your face, he then gripped you by your jaw tightly forcing you to look him in the eye.
That's when he kissed you, hard. He groaned into your mouth, quickly gliding his tongue against yours as you two fought over dominance.
He pushed you back against the desk, gently laying you down before he stared at your glistening pussy before him. He quite literally licked his lips like it was the most appetizing thing he had ever seen; ready to devour you like a starved man, ready to drink from you as if your cunt was a fountain and your sweet nectar was the water.
He spread your thighs with his rough hands and kneeled before you. Your tummy tightened with excitement as you anticipated what he was planning on doing with you.
König, and Captain Price, came over to the desk and began to lightly stroke their fingers over your shivering body as Soap began to kiss, and suck, your inner thighs; leaving small trails of hickies as he got closer to the apex of your thighs.
Johnny took one long lick from your opening, through your slit, before gliding over your clit. You moaned out loud at the feeling of him taking your clit between his lips, gently sucking your throbbing bud as your back arched off the table.
You tried closing your legs around Johnnys head, but König and Price helped a fellow soldier out and both grabbed one leg; pulling until your knees were close to your chest. You cried out from the stretch, and at the overwhelming feeling of your Scottish friend devouring you whole.
"Fuck Soap, don't stop." You whined as you felt the coil grow tight within your abdomen. He licked, sucked, and even lightly nibbled your flesh. The sounds of your pleas filled the air as well as the sounds of Johnny lapping up your juices. He took a finger and pushed into your tight gummy walls, feeling you immediately clamp against him as your orgasm quickly approached
One finger turned to two, and now he fucks you with his digits as he strokes your sweet spot within your walls. Your orgasm rips through you like a tsunami; soft whines and broken moans escaped your throat. The boys held your body still and in place, preventing you from rising from the desk and trapping Soap between your thighs. You're stuck; helpless, and shaking violently as Johnny slowly brings you down from your high before stopping his feast all together.
He arises before you, his thick cock now free from confinement as he strokes his length before pressing the head to your cunt. He breaches you slowly; gasping at the feeling of him stretching you.
After you get used to his intrusion, he fucks you. Hard. Your whines and moans fill the air once more along with his deep grunts as he feels your tight walls clench against him.
"Steamin' Jesus, yer so fuckin' tight, las."
You peer your eyes up above you, staring straight at your Captain and at König. You ask your Captain to touch your throbbing clit, then you proceed to ask König to kiss you as Johnny fucked you into the desk.
König is shy, and sweet. Don't let his looks fool you, the guy is a gentle giant. You just know beneath the mask, the man is blushing uncontrollably and is probably slightly embarrassed as he watches you get railed by his good friend.
"König please, I want to kiss you." You beg as you grab a hold of his shirt and pull him down towards you. He shakily lifts his mask above his nose. You smile at the sight of his sharp jawline that is coated with slightly stubble, his pink lips, and you guessed it...his light crimson red cheeks.
The world seems to stop as you feel his lips against yours. They are soft and gentle, just like him. And he taste divine. His tongue slips into your mouth and you moan softly at the feeling of both his lips against yours and Johnny balls deep in your weeping cunt. He swallows your moans as his tongue continues to caress yours, all while Soap thrusts deeply into you. Prices' fingers traveled down your abdomen, and began to lightly stroke your clit.
Another orgasm quickly approached, taking you by surprise as you cried out Johnnys name. He fucked your tight cunt through your orgasm even though you were overstimulated and sensitive, but Johnny didn't care; he was going to fill you up.
When you felt him release into you, his hips stuttered as he grunted loudly. His hands were gripping your hips so tight, bruises were bound to form there but you didn't mind. He filled you up so nicely, with his cock and with his cum.
It was your Captains turn next. He switched places with Soap, grabbing a hand full of your hair as he yanked you up towards him. His lips devoured yours, tasting like whiskey and tobacco. His mustache tickled your upper lip, causing you to giggle and smirk against him.
He roughly flipped you around, pushing you down so your abdomen was against the desk. He took his right hand and brought it down to slap against your ass cheek. You yelped, followed by a soft moan as his gently rubbed the now red, throbbing spot. "The fuck you laughing at, sweetheart?"
"I just l-love your mustache, Captain. It tickled me. I'm sorry." You moaned as he slapped your ass again, slightly harder this time.
He pins you against the desk not wanting to waste anymore time as he slowly slid his cock between your pussy lips. The head of his cock glided over your clit a few times, causing a few small whimpers to escape your throat before he pushed himself into you.
"Oh fuck, John."
Your Captain was relentless against you; pounding into you so hard from the back all you could do was grip the desk beneath you and cry out to god. The sound of his balls slapping against your clit mixed with the sounds of your cries filled the air. His deep, guttural groans were enough to almost throw you over the edge once again.
"Suck his cock, sweetheart." Your Captain said to you as König began to take himself out of his pants and lord, he was big. Your eyes widened at the sight of his cock bouncing in front of your face as he lowered his boxers. That definitely wasn't going to fit all the way inside of you.
You take his cock in your hands regardless and stroke him a few times before leaning to the side to take him in your mouth. And his fucking moans. His moan was so soft, and sweet, it drove you mad. It encouraged you to take even more of him in your mouth, wanting nothing more than to hear him whimper as you sucked his throbbing cock.
As your Captain fucked your tight cunt, he couldn't help but feel his balls tighten the more he felt your walls clench against him. Poor guy didn't want to cum so quick, but with a perfect little pussy like yours, you practically had the man on his knees. He couldn't help himself, not being able to stop his load from filling you as his balls emptied. You felt the warmth of his cum coat your walls, causing you to moan as you took König's cock out of your mouth.
"Get on the bed, König." You demanded of your gentle giant, watching him take a few steps back to sit on the edge of the bed.
As you went to go stand upright, John, and Johnnys cum was currently leaking out of you. You could feel the liquid slide down your inner thigh. But before you could make your way over to König, Ghost spoke up.
"Wait."
You stopped in your tracks and looked over in the direction of where Ghost was standing. Your Lieutenant had been watching this whole time, silently, and you felt a blush creep over your skin.
You have always liked Ghost; he got you in ways nobody else did. And he was soft with you, a lot softer than he was with everyone else. He actually took time to seek you out some days to check and see how you were. He would even bring you your favorite coffee in the mornings sometimes.
You never thought you'd be here though; standing naked in front of him. You wonder what he thought about you. Did he like you back? Does he think you're a slut now? Was there ever a chance for you?
Him speaking to Soap broke you of your trance as you gathered what he was saying, "Clean 'er up for us, Johnny."
You blushed hard as Soap bent you back over; spreading your cheeks before lapping your cunt. It was no secret that Soap was bi. It shouldn't have surprised you as much as it did feeling him eat his own cum, and his Captains, from your cunt.
He even licked up your thighs, making sure to get every last drop. You weren't the only person blushing, though. Your Captain was just as surprised and red as you were as Johnny moaned at the taste of you three combined.
You were all cleaned now, ready to get messy again with the two biggest men in the room. König had waited patiently for you on the edge of the bed; his cock was still standing at attendant waiting for your arrival.
"Get up in the bed, baby. I want to take you for a ride." You whispered into his ear, feeling him shiver beneath your fingertips as your hands rested on his shoulders. Before he scooted back, you helped him with his shirt. His rock hard abs and chiseled, scarred chest were a magnificent sight to see.
You straddled his waist after pulling his pants off him completely; leaving him exposed before you. "Ready for me to fuck you, baby?"
"Scheiße! Y-yes." His big hands gripped you by your hips, helping you lift yourself above his aching cock before slowly allowing gravity to bring you down against him.
"Fuck! F-fuck." You cried out as he stretched you beyond your limits. He was so big it was almost painful, but the pleasure quickly overtook it.
"Fuck, schatz. You f-feel so good." He whimpered as he bottomed out in your cunt. Your panting didn't go unnoticed; your nerve endings were completely fried, and it didn't help that König stroked that sweet spot in your pussy so easily.
You found a rhythm you liked after allowing yourself a couple of extra moments to get used to the stretch. You were soon bouncing on top of his cock, grinding your pelvis against his. His fingernails dug crescent like marks into your hips as you continuously sucked on his neck. His poor little whimpers had your cunt drooling all over his cock.
The friction against your clit from grinding against him had you quickly shaking on top of him. Crying out as your orgasm ripped through you for the fourth time tonight, you dropped against König's chest, moaning into his skin as exhaustion overtook you. He quickly followed suit; he deeply grunted your name, allowing his seed to paint your gummy walls white, before stilling inside of you completely.
When you two separated, you stayed laying on top of his body as you panted against him. You weren't even done for the night, either; you could practically feel Ghosts' eyes burning into the skin on your back. You were doomed.
You felt the bed dip behind you. You knew exactly who it was before they even had a chance to put their hands on your body. Their calloused hands gripped the fat on your ass before slowly traveling up the length of your spine, towards your head. You felt his fingers grip onto your hair, pulling you up towards him. You placed your hands on Königs chest to support yourself when you felt Ghost press his now naked chest up against your back.
His mask was also lifted above his nose, just like the gentle giants was. His rough breaths tickled your ear, sending shivers down your spine. You felt his cock graze against your clit a few times before he positioned himself against your opening.
You gasped when he snapped his hips forward, completely allowing your swollen cunt to swallow him whole. You cried out again, chanting Ghosts' name like it was a prayer.
"F-fuck! Oh fuck. Ghost, fuck Ghost."
He began to fuck your pussy relentlessly. Hard, deep, long thrusts. He was rough with you, different than his usual soft side that he had reserved only for you.
One of his hands were on your hips; holding you up so you didn't collapsed on top of the Austrian man allowing you to get fucked on top of him. The other hand was still tangled in your hair as tears streamed down your face. His cock continuously hit your sweet spot over and over again, and you couldn't help the broken sobs that escaped your throat.
Your voice was hoarse and scratchy from a night of moaning and screams. He could feel your pulse beneath the skin of your neck as his lips attached to you; sucking and biting at your flesh in an attempt to mark you.
The orgasm brewing deep in your abdomen felt a little different than all the others. It was still that delicious, warm, tight feeling that you felt would snap at any moment, but it felt like something else too.
It sort of felt like... you had to pee.
"G-ghost, stop. I h-have to-." You whimpered as his hand left your hip and traveled towards your front, rubbing your clit with his fingers feverishly.
"Shhh, love. Just let go for me, baby. Cum on my cock. That's it sweet girl."
The flood gates opened at his words. You cum for the fifth time tonight, shaking violently as your cunt throbbed against Ghost causing him to groan deeply into your ear.
You also noticed a clear liquid gush from between your thighs as you came. König gasped at the sudden wetness on top of his waist, and as you came down from your high, you were so embarrassed.
"K-König, I'm so sorry." You choke out between sobs as Ghost kept fucking into you. He now had you flushed against König; his big Austrian arms wrapped around your waist as you cried from overstimulation into his neck. The sweet giant assured you that everything was fine.
"S'close, love. Come on, give me one more." Ghost bent down and growled into your ear, pushing the small of your back down so your plump ass stuck in the air just a bit more.
"I can't Ghost, please." You practically begged your Lieutenant for mercy.
"Yes, yes you will." His fingers reached under you one more time and manipulated your swollen clit one more time. It was almost embarrassing at how fast you came that time; your orgasm ripping through you. Your nails dug into Königs chest as you shook against him, choking on your sobs.
You heard Ghost grunt deeply behind you, grabbing your hips with a bruising grip, before shooting ropes of his warm, thick cum into your cunt.
Ghost withdrew his cock from your fucked out hole, kissing your shoulders lightly. He panted against your back, feeling his fingers rub circles into your thighs as you both came down.
He gave you space to roll off of König, landing on the bed on your back. Your muscles hurt, bad. Your joints popped with every move you made, and you're sure your pussy is going to be extremely sore tomorrow after tonights events.
You picked your head up weakly and stared at all the men in the room. They were looking at you, eyes slightly wide and brows furrowed as they watched you come in and out of consciousness.
You weakly gave a thumbs up to your squad, signaling that you were okay.
Captain Price and Soap got dressed and kissed you goodnight before departing your room. König offered to grab you some snacks and some water before he left for the night as well, but you politely declined; feeling too exhausted to even open your eyes. He gave you a soft kiss on your forehead before heading to his own hotel room as well.
All that was left was you and Ghost, alone. He was stroking your stomach with the tips of his fingers, resting his head on his propped up arm as he stared at your soft features.
Oblivious to your feelings about him, he felt the same way towards you. He never could act on his feelings as he was your Lieutenant, and you were his subordinate. This was wrong on so many levels, but he had no regrets. Tonight gave him a chance to get close to you in a way he has only dreamed about for months as he would fuck his own fist in his bed.
He ignored his own achy muscles, and got up from the bed. He bent down to pick you up into his arms. You rested your head on his shoulder as your legs weakly wrapped around his waist. You protested slightly until he told you, "Shhhh, just gotta get you cleaned up, love."
He made his way to the bathroom and turned the shower water on hot. Once the water got up to temperature, he slipped his mask off, and stepped under the water.
You moaned softly when the water soothed your taught muscles, instantly feeling relief in Ghosts' arms. Your hands made their way to cradle his head, gasping when you felt wet hair instead of the balaclava fabric.
"Shhh, it's ok. Just...don't look. Let me take care if you, just relax sweet girl."