Three Soldier Salute (Curvy Menage Military Romance) (2 page)

Conner’s eyes smoldered with irritation and his hands shook.  She had pushed him too far this time.  She lied every chance she got, and goddamn it if he was going to fall for her puppy dog eyes again.  What the girl needed was a good old fashion ass whipping like his father used to give him when he stepped out of line as a boy.  Without thinking he grabbed her arm and pulled her down over his knee so fast that she let out a scream. 

Slap! Slap! Slap!
he pounded her bottom. ‘
This is for her own good,’
he thought.

Tiffany fought back, writhing against him. But he was far too strong for her to break free.  Her ass was turning bright red, and her little hands were trying to get in the way of his. 

Matthew and Eric watched with wide eyes, enjoying the view of Tiffany’s bare ass receiving a hard spanking. 

“Should we stop him?”  Eric asked, his eyes never leaving Tiffany’s bottom.

“Nah. That’s just what the brat needs.  A good ass-whuppin’.” 

By the time Conner got control over himself, it was too late.  Tiffany’s ass was bright red and covered with handprints…his handprints.  His dick throbbed hard between his thighs.  He hadn’t meant to enjoy punishing her, but he had always liked being in control of his women, and her plump ass bent over his thigh was sexy as hell. 

His dick pulsed harder at the sound of Tiffany   whimpering as she pulled at her wrists that were held in his grasp.  He had unconsciously gripped them at the small of her back when she tried to use them as a shield.  But right now, it looked a whole lot like the way he held onto a woman as he fucked her from behind. 

He was losing control of himself.  This girl had been teasing him from the moment he’d taken her in.  She’d flaunted her sexy curves, practically begging him to fuck her. She deserved to be punished.  And punished in the way that only a marine could deliver. 

Conner reached down and gripped a full handful of her thick ass, pulling her ass cheek wide with his thumb.  He could see her little pink pussy slipping out of her tiny little cut-offs, just begging to be pounded.

‘What the hell are you doing?’
Conner thought shaking his head, realizing that he had went too far.  But just as he was about to release her, Tiffany arched her back and let out a sound that made his cock stand at attention. 

“Please…don’t stop,” she whimpered, as if she could read his mind, trying to draw him back to the dangerous, wild sexcapade that he had initiated.

He knew what he should do—which was to get the hell out of there.  But his cock wanted something entirely different. And from the sounds Tiffany was making, it was clear that she did, too.

Matthew and Eric, not feeling the same responsibility for the girl, were more than ready to help make the decision for him.  So when Matthew marched over, slid his hand between her thighs, and drew the sound of the devil from her, he gave in.  Conner drove his thick fingers under the little string of jean and lace between her thighs and pulled down hard. 

Her pussy bucked against the back of his fist and her wetness covered his fingers, reminding him again of her age.  She was aching to be fucked—the anticipation alone was almost strong enough to make her cum.  He gave a second, more forceful tug, this time drawing his fingers up and slamming them down hard into her tight little pussy, drawing out a moan. 

Matthew bent down, gripped her ass cheeks, and spread them apart, stroking his own cock as he watched Conner finger Tiffany hard.  She was just his type: long hair, sexy little pout, and an hourglass figure with a curvy ass that could drive him lustfully mad. 

“Fuck her harder,” Matthew growled. He enjoyed hearing her moan, but what he really wanted was to make her scream. 

Tiffany let out a startled gasp as she felt Conner’s thick fingers plunge deep into her tight little hole.  He certainly wasn’t being gentle, and her body reveled in the feeling of being manhandled.  She whimpered with each skilled twist of his fingers.  From the pleasure she was feeling now, she quickly realized that he knew more about her body than she did.

Tiffany’s clit rubbed against her jeans as Matthew began massaging her ass cheeks.  She was so wet that she could hear the smacking sound of her pussy opening and closing around Conner’s fingers with each knead of Matthew’s hand.  The thought of the two of them, working together, was too much.  She felt her body shudder and shake, and as Conner picked up the pace she came hard around his fingers, gasping and moaning in ecstasy. 

Matthew gripped her thighs and lifter her to her feet, easily holding her weight in his thick, muscular arms.  He was just as tall as Conner, but his eyes burned with a darkness that screamed
bad boy
.  Her body shook with desire as he lowered his lips to hers, diving his tongue into her mouth so far that it felt like he was claiming her as his own. 

She felt a set of hands wrap at her waist, unsnapping her buttons and peeling her shorts and panties off.  Turning, she found Eric pressed up against her backside, cock in hand, hard, long and raging. 

Matthew gripped her thighs, pulling her up until her legs were wrapped around his waist, and in one swift move thrust his cock up into her so hard that she felt her lungs collapse. 

“Oh fuck,” she wailed, a bolt of pleasure screaming from within her.

Matthew’s lips drew up into a smile.  “You like it hard, baby?  You want me to make you scream?”

Tiffany looked up at him and nodded.  She had never felt anything so powerful;
this
was the difference between fucking a boy and fucking a real man! 

She squirmed as she felt a wet finger slide up her crack.  Eric pressed two fingers hard against her ass.  “Relax, baby,” he soothed, rubbing a soft circle and coaxing her body into softening for him. “You’re going to like this.”

Her eyes met with Connor’s just as Eric’s fingers disappeared within her.

“Oh,” she winced, her body slowly adjusting to the two of them working both of her holes.

Conner was leaning on the side of the sofa, his eyes raking up and down her body.  He had his cock in his hand and seemed to be enjoying the show—which was about to get more interesting. 

Tiffany held her breath as she felt Eric press his thick cock against her backside.  His hands gripped her hips, slowing down Matthew’s rapid rhythm.  She could feel every inch of her stretching, making way for his thick cock.

“Ooo-oh!” she screamed as Eric’s dick plunged through and filled her to her limit. 

The two of them gave her no time to adjust, both of them thrusting hard and fast, Eric pulling her shirt up over her head and Matthew popping her bra off as she shook and shuddered between them. 

She had never felt anything so intense, and these men were relentless.  They would come together in rhythm, drilling her so hard her tits would bounce, and they would fall out of rhythm until she seemed never to be without a cock deep inside of her. 

“I’m going to cum,” Matthew growled, his hips flexing upwards and pumping her vigorously three more times. 

Eric made a guttural sound as he, too, lost himself, the two of them pulling her hips down so energetically that Tiffany thought she would split in two as her body gave in to pleasure.  Her pussy spasmed and shook, drawing up Matthew’s thick cum deep into her womb.  Matthew’s lips met hers as he unloaded the last drops from his cock. 

“Goddamn you can work those hips,” he whispered breathlessly, the two men releasing her to the floor between them. 

Weak in the knees, Tiffany turned towards Conner.  She’d never felt so exposed in her life, yet somehow the feeling was invigorating.  Conner raked his eyes over her full chest and deliciously curvy thighs.

“Get out,” Conner’s voice boomed, flashing a glance at Matthew and Eric that sent them both reeling for their clothes and the door. 

Tiffany chewed on her lip and looked deep into Conner’s eyes.  Her heart pounded in her chest. Being alone with him staring at her naked body was different, more intimate, and definitely more erotic.  Conner’s eyes blazed, his stare making her entire body shiver with nervousness. 

“Mmm-mm,” he growled, making his way over to her.

Stopping just inches from her lips, Conner ran a finger slowly up her chest and chin, pulling her gaze to his. 

He brushed his lips softly against hers.  “I want you to look at me,” he breathed. 

Tiffany felt the heat building within her again as she stared into his deep blue pools as Conner kissed her softly.  She raked her hands over his sides, her desire pulsing between her thighs.  Conner took a step forward and pressed his cock against her petals, flexing his hips against hers. 

“You want me to fuck you, Tiffany?”

“Yes,” she nodded, barely a whisper.

“Beg me,” he snarled, pushing her back against the wall and drilling his lips into hers again.

Her body crackled with lightning, in desperate need of release.  “I want you to fuck me Conner…  I need you to fuck me, please,” she whimpered, never dropping her gaze from his. 

Conner wrapped his forearms around her thighs and lifted her easily from the floor, pinning her to the wall.  She dropped her hands to his cock, surprised at just how thick he felt in her grip.  He was big, and from the way he was holding her, she knew he had the power to use it.  Fortunately, she knew for a fact that her curves could handle him…she was made to take a pounding. 

She slid his dick up and down her slit, coating it in her wetness before lining him up with her hole.  Conner pressed in slow, his thickness slowly sinking into her and sending shivers up her spine.

Pressing her knees to the wall behind her, he slowly withdrew himself, holding himself at the edge of her wetness until she was panting and moaning, begging to feel him again.  This time however, he wasn’t so gentle.

Conner’s hips drove so hard, making Tiffany scream out his name.  He drilled her hard, his teeth nipping at her lips as she moaned in ecstasy.  He fucked like a god damned jackhammer, pummeling her so hard that she was certain she would break. 

Tiffany dug her nails into his back as she felt Conner swell inside of her.  She could literally feel the strength of his pulsing cock as he fucked her.  His breaths came in ragged gasps, and she knew he was close. 

“Cum inside of me, fuck me hard and cum inside,” she implored as he went into a frenzy.

He fucked her harder and faster than before, determined to make her scream once more.

“I’m going to cum,” she cried, her body convulsing hard around his thick cock. 

Conner exploded, his dick pulsing wildly as he drove it all the way to the base and sprayed his thick cum into her delicious little pussy.  He could feel every delicious squeeze of her cunt, milking his cock and drawing more waves of pleasure from him. 

Conner let his head drop to the wall over Tiffany’s shoulder, and he gently kissed her neck.

“I don’t care what your dad is going to say, but I’d like you to move in with me,” he breathed. 

Releasing her back to the floor he stared into her eyes and gave her a soft, passionate kiss.

“You mean, like, be your girlfriend?” Tiffany asked, her eyes wide and enraptured by the man who suddenly opened his heart to her. 

“I mean, be my wife.  I’ve wanted you from the moment I saw you, and watching how you handled Eric and Matthew only made me more certain of what I’d already known.  I can’t live without you.” 

Tiffany’s lip quivered.  This was hardly what she expected from a wild and crazy night like this--but it was everything she had ever dreamed of.  She felt the same connection with Conner, and spending the last month living with him had only made her feelings for him stronger.  He was everything she had ever wanted in a man, and more. 

“Yes,” she sobbed with joy, letting herself sink into his strong arms.  “Oh, Conner!  Yes!”

THE END

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