War for free love

chapter 4: the party

Night had fallen, and everyone was excited for tomorrow. Most of the fleet had already left port, and I had left the island on the Nimitz-class aircraft carrier UPLWN Strap-on after the feast.
The man I had captured was now nothing more that bones, having been picked clean of all meat.
The flight deck was silent, and all lights except for minimal lighting were turned off so as to not give our position away. Six destroyers and three cruisers escorted the Strap-on on its destination.
Most of the crew that was off duty was on the flight deck enjoying themselves. Music was playing, and a controlled fire pit had been set up, and a body was being rotated on the spit getting cooked.
Some women were straight up having sex on the flight deck, and the moans of ecstacy filled the night sky.
I walked along the flight deck over to a converted A-10c. The warthog looked fierce, already armed with guided penetration JDAM bombs and even a few cluster bombs.
But thats when I spotted something that I immediately fell in love with.
A squadron of F18 Super Hornets sat on the flight deck, looking fierce and ready to kick some ass.
I also noticed a gorgeous brunette standing next to one of the Hornets doing a walk around making sure everything was going to work fine for the mission ahead.
With nothing better to do I walked over to the woman and introduced myself.
I stared admirably at the Hornet, following the sharp lines and fierce angles.
"She's beautiful isn't she?" The woman asked.
"It sure is." I responded. "Where's your squadron?"
Ashley, as the woman was called, shook her head in mild amusement.
"Most of them are getting ready for the mission ahead. Some are probably sleeping or enjoying the party. Im just doing a walk around of the aircraft to make sure they're gonna be ready for the combat mission ahead." Ashley turned back to the Hornet and patted the nose appreciatively.
"As it turns out the pilot of that Hornet over there is in sick bay for a week. She got food poisoned bad so she's going to be out for a few days. That also means I'm a pilot short."
"Well I know how to fly jets, even though I was special forces. I just thought it would be smart to learn how to fly if I ever needed to. But let me speak with the admiral and see what she says." I couldn't help but notice Ashley's elegant curves and large soft breasts and firm ass. Ashley looked like she worked out alot, since she was wearing tight yoga pants and a white compression shirt and black sports bra that complimented her firm body.
"So have you found a partner yet?" Ashley suddenly asked me. I was caught off guard for a moment, but quickly regained my composure.
"No not yet. I've had sex with a few women, but none of them have called to me yet. I'm looking for the right one. Firm body, gorgeous, and can squirt and know how to make a girl squirt and make deep hard hot love to her."
Ashley's smile grew wide and she winked at me. "Well, I can do that and alot more." Ashley came closer and wrapped her arms around my waist. She pulled me in tight and pressed her lips against mine. They were soft and wet and I immediately melted against them. I vigorously returned the kiss, wrapping my arms around Ashley's slim waist, my hands reaching for that tight firm ass to squeeze.
We spun around, tight in each other's grip on the other, until we slammed into the nose of an F18. The sudden jolt broke us out of our grasp, forcing us a few inches apart.
I saw the hungry look on Ashley's face, and I found it mirrored my own.
Ashley's smile grew wider. "Do you want to take this to my bed?"
My own smile widened in accord and I nodded.
Ashley giggled and took my hand and led me across the flight deck to the island and down into the carrier proper.
After several twists and turns we reached the pilot barracks. The doors all looked normal, but when Ashley led me to her room and opened the door, my jaw dropped.
What looked like normal bulkheads outside did nothing for what I saw inside. The room was large, about normal size for a bedroom. Lush soft red velvet covered the floor, walls and ceilings. Sexual lesbian style pictures gave life to the room, as well as the adjustable lighting. Candles gave most of the soft light to the room, placed on dressers and the nightstands.
The room had a warm inviting feeling , and Ashley led me inside and shut the door. Immediately she was on me, lips pressed hard against mine, hands going for my soft breasts, squeezing and kneading them like you would clay or dough.
I was wearing full white lingerie, with a white lace unpadded underwire bra, white lace see through thong, white lace garter, white fishnet thigh high stockings and a white front zipper knee length tactical dress.
If you're wondering what a tactical dress is, it's quite simple actually.
For one the dress was as tight as possible while also being very durable and soft at the same time. It could be worn at a ball or in the middle of a firefight. Kevlar was inlaid in the dress fabric, giving it the ability to stop rounds up to 5.56.
The dress also had an inlay of sensors that monitored vitals at all times, as well as a tracker so the wearer could be identified as friend or foe. The dress also came in a range of colors.
But anyway, back to the action.
Ashley unzipped my dress, letting it fall off my shoulders to the floor.
I went to go to pull Ashley's shirt up and off, but Ashley slapped my hands away as she looked at me hungrily.
"No. Not this time," was all Ashley said before she plunged her face into my chest. She pulled my breasts out of the bra and went for my already very hard pierced nipples. She would suck on one for a while while twisting, flicking and playing with the other nipple, then she would switch to the other. Ashley did this for a good while, and I couldn't help but let a hand slip down into my thong and slide a couple fingers in my very wet pussy. As soon as I stuck a couple fingers in my pussy my juices began to flow down my thighs, and I began to moan in ecstasy.
Ashley's sucking got stronger to the sound of my moaning, sending electricity coursing through my system down to my engorged clit.
Ashley broke off from my very erect nipples and returned to my mouth, vigorously kissing me and sticking her tongue down my mouth as deep as she could get her tongue in my mouth.
I pulled my hand out of my thong and grabbed Ashley's ass. I squeezed her ass as we French kissed. As we kissed Ashley backed me up until I broke free and fell back on the queen sized bed. Ashley didn't waste no time in taking advantage of my vulnerability, spreading my legs apart and pulling my thong to the side and plunging her face down in my pussy.
Ashley didn't start sucking on my clit yet, instead just kissing and lightly biting the insides of my thighs, driving me up a wall and just wanting Ashley to just start on my clit.
I grabbed at the bed sheets, wanting and needing my clit to be sucked on.
And then Ashley figured I had enough and suddenly pulled my engorged clit into her mouth like a sucker and shoved two fingers in my slopping wet pussy and curled her fingers up inside me.
Ashley then proceeded to suck on my clit and finger fuck me. Her fingers curled up inside of me hit my g spit just right and I squirmed and bucked against her fingers, pleasure spreading from my clit all the way down my toes, up and around my nipples and up to my pleasure center in my brain.
And I lost it. I bucked like a raging bull as I squirted like I had never before. My juices absolutely covered Ashley's face and her hair, but Ashley didn't even let up off my clit or pull her fingers out of my pussy as I continued to squirt. I spasmed hard as the walls of my pussy clenched and held Ashley's fingers in position.
Ashley waited until I had stopped spasming and got my breathing under control before she slowly pulled her fingers out of my pussy and let my very engorged clit pop out of her mouth. Ashley then began to lick and suck her hands clean, also cleaning her face off with her hands before cleaning her hands again.