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Uniform Girls - Screwing a woman in uniform is like screwing authority; the more status of her position; the harder your cock is.



Uniform Girls - Screwing a woman in uniform is like screwing authority; the more status of her position; the harder your cock is. (By Jenny Kay)


I saw her sitting alone in the bar and decided to try my luck. Having always had a secret passion for women in uniform I could not resist the temptation to approach her. Even in a drab khaki shirt and camouflage trousers she looked incredibly beautiful.

"We don't see many soldier-girls in town," I said, sitting alongside her on an empty bar-stool. "Are you staying at the military base?"

She nodded, giving me a wide sexy smile, and then we started talking. Within a few minutes, I reckon, we both knew we wanted to fuck. She told me her name and age: Captain Linda Smith, twenty-five years old. I told her she should leave the army and become a glamor model, but she just laughed at that, not realizing that I meant every word. With her sun-tanned skin, blonde hair and blue eyes she seemed like a Californian beach babe, even with her hair tied back in a neat little ponytail. Underneath the shapeless military uniform she had the curvaceous body of a porn star, but I kept that observation to myself.

After a couple of hours and a few drinks we went to a motel and hired a room. I stripped to my shorts and lay on the bed while Captain Linda performed a very sensual striptease. The khaki shirt came off first, revealing a skimpy white vest but no bra. Her amazing tits jiggled like melons beneath the vest, her nipples already pushing hard against the thin material. I told her about my panty obsession and asked her what color and style she was wearing under her camouflage trousers.

"Wait and see," she replied, winking and smiling as her fingers unfastened the belt-buckle.

I figured she would probably wear white cotton panties, to match the vest, but I was totally wrong. To my surprise and delight she wriggled out of her trousers to reveal cute bikini briefs in a camouflage pattern, the colors being mostly various shades of green while the material was some kind of stretchy micro-fiber. When she turned around to give me a rear view I saw how snugly the panties fitted on her pert little backside. My erection nearly shot through my shorts, the shaft turning to rock when Linda took off her vest. Laughing at the awestruck expression on my face, she crawled onto the bed and lay on top of me, pushing her superb breasts into my chest while her hips pressed her panty-crotch against my throbbing cock.

We kissed feverishly, like a couple of first-date teenagers, while I maneuvered out of my shorts. Linda's body felt firm and warm against my skin as she writhed on top of me, her mouth making small gasping noises when I reached around to squeeze her buttocks through the smooth tight panties. Hell, she had the most gorgeous ass!

"Do all soldier-girls wear this kind of military underwear?" I inquired, breaking from the kiss to nibble her ears. "Is it part of the clothing issued by the army?"

"No way," she answered, grinning as the springy mound of her panty-crotch rubbed up and down my naked erection. "The army issues its female personnel with white underwear only. These camouflage briefs were a gift from a retired five-star general."

"Did he ever see you wearing them?" I asked.

Linda chuckled mischievously, lifting her slim body so that I could shove my penis inside her panties. Using my left hand to hold aside the damp gusset I eased the tip of my cock into the soft moist flesh of her cunt. We both gasped when she lowered her hips again, the movement pushing my aching rod deep into the slick tunnel of her vagina. My hands returned at once to her ass, my fingers stroking her well-rounded buns through the smooth sexy briefs.

"Yes, the old general saw me wearing these panties," she explained, her eyes closing as I began to thrust gently back and forth. "Like you, he had a fetish for pretty girls in cute underwear."

"Well, Captain Smith?" I asked. "Did he fuck you?"

"Of course," she replied, flicking a stray strand of blonde hair off her face. "But the fuck helped my military career a lot. It got me promoted from lieutenant to captain."

"It also earned you a free pair of panties!" I remarked, gently slapping her ass.


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