Her White Soldier Boy: A BWWM Romance

by Tyla Walker

This is just about having fun, making the most of our time here to fuck each other out. I hope Alex feels the same way. I hope he's not feeling anything weird.

  I don't want him to feel something else for me.

  I've got plans; he does too. Ultimately, whatever weird thing we're feeling for each other besides the sex is an absolute no-no. It's a violation of our sworn duties. It's a gross disrespect to the very oaths we made when we entered the service.

  Damn, it's not as if we didn't cross the line already. I sigh.

  Alex comes closer to me and leans his head.

  "Look, I think this is going to be a long day," he sighs."I think we both deserve some R and R, what do you think?"

  "Is it the legal kind of R and R?"

  He nudges me softly and whispers, "You sly, naughty fox!"

  I bite my lip to taunt him more.

  "Oh, f…," he hesitates as his eyes squint in disbelief. "You look beautiful, though."

  What a liar... how can I be beautiful when I look like someone that the cat dragged in?

  I can feel that he's struggling to hold himself up. The burning heat isn't helping at all. He's obviously sweating all over, but Alex still looks elegant and charming in his linen shirt and pants ensemble.

  In my mind, I'm taking his clothes off violently. I know Alex wants to do the same for me.

  "Sir, surveillance is complete for the day. The report should be on your desk later today at fifteen-thirty."

  Corporal Hollembaek shows up out of nowhere, interrupting me and Alex's clandestine flirting.

  "Well done, corporal," Alex responds in his very business-as-usual mode. "I'll check it later. You may go ahead."

  What I also admire about Alex is his capability to switch to the most appropriate conduct no matter what the situation is. He does it so quickly like a chameleon.

  That part of him is something I want to learn badly. I just can't control myself whenever I'm with him, especially when he starts to turn me on. I'm dripping with my honey.

  "Miss Stanley," Alex calls me out. "Let's take a quick look at the rooftop before we head back to base."

  I'm still stuck in my appetizing reveries of Alex.

  "Miss Stanley? Miss Stanley!" Alex shouts my name.

  "Oh, yes, of course," I answer, trying to look composed.

  I can see Alex shaking his head, mocking me with his usual lascivious grin. He proceeds to the exit door at the back of the building. He opens it and waves at me to get in first.

  "Always a gentleman," I whisper.

  "What did you say, Miss Stanley?"

  "Nothing, sir. I said, thanks."

  "My pleasure, Miss Stanley."

  I enter the door and start to climb the stairs up towards the roof deck. Alex follows me from behind. The staircase is dimly lit, with only the emergency light illuminating the halls. It's also so humid, making me sweat more.

  "Do you still need more water, Miss Stanley?" Alex asks me.

  "I'm good, sir," I reply to him, feeling his stare.

  It is awfully quiet. I tread the stairs carefully. I'm trying to preserve my energy, so I won't feel too worn when we get to the roof deck, which is twenty-eight levels up from the ground. Alex is not yet back to his naughty self – he's still wearing his business-as-usual, commanding officer hat.

  But I have an idea. At least, it's been lingering at the back of my mind as I climb the dreary, quiet, dark, and humid staircase. Since it's just going to be just the two of us on the roof later, maybe Alex and I can get into a little bit of fun.

  A little bit more adventurous and intense than we used to. I wonder if Alex will... join?

  "What are you thinking, Miss Stanley?" Alex asks me like he can read my mind.

  "Nothing, sir," I giggle.

  "You're oddly quiet," he asks. Slightly impatient this time.

  "I'm good, sir. I'm trying to preserve my strength. We've been walking 10 blocks under the heat of the sun, and now we're climbing twenty-eight floors."

  "I see. You have a point," Alex agrees.

  Alex catches up with me. He's walking close to me, our arms swaying and touching each other. Every bit of his skin that touches mine causes an electric pulse that stimulates my whole body, let alone my tingling pussy.

  I can't wait to get to the roof deck. I don't know what will happen, but I'm making the most of our time. I don't know what Alex's plan is. I don't even care whether we're just going to do business, or either of us will initiate something.

  There's a lot of wicked thoughts running through my mind. It's just making me so wet!

  Nine

  Tessa

  Alex and I both arrive on the 28th-floor landing. Both of us are gasping for air – I'm hardly discreet about it while Alex is too proud to show any signs. I can see his nose hesitantly breathing air.

  Alex walks hurriedly towards the exit door to the roof deck. He opens the door and gently offers me to step out to the deck. I gracefully exit, swaying my hips subtly, projecting a posh but prim-and-proper posture.

  "That was quite a climb, huh?" Alex checks on me.

  "I agree, sir," I politely reply to him. "It's nothing like the drills you had me do, but to be fair, it's a pretty straining exercise."

  "Well, you never failed to impress me, Miss Stanley."

  Alex starts to perform a visual check of the area. The warm wind hits him, blowing his well-kept hair; his eyes are probing.

  Alex wears a straight face, devoid of emotions, but very intuitive of the surrounding. This very look makes me drool – beautifully carve and powerful beefcake, neat and handsome face, luscious brown eyes; he's always this hot, no matter the circumstances.

  Imagining these things, I inadvertently blurt something I regret saying.

  "I've always thought you were hot back then, giving me the commands and all," I whisper.

  Alex shakes his head and asks, "What did you say, Miss Stanley?"

  "No-Nothing, sir!" I stutter.

  My eyes open wide, regretting it. But I won't dare to admit it.

  Alex walks towards me. I take a step back. He continues to pursue, so I decide to step backward until I hit a wall. We're both at the edge with only a hip-length wall between us and the floor below.

  "Tell me the truth, Miss Stanley," Alex asks me. He looks like he's ready to eat me alive.

  "About what, sir?" I ask nervously.

  "What did you just say about me?" Alex looks at my lips as he questions me.

  "I meant no disrespect, sir," I reply to her.

  "Prove it," Alex growls as he captures my hips.

  "Okay, what do you want me to say, sir?" I ask him, playing with fire.

  "I heard something about hot…?" Alex whispers in my ears. I tremble and almost crumpled on the floor.

  "That's true, sir. I…I think you were hot when you were giving me orders during my training," I bite my lips, giving him a response.

  "Why so?" Alex's nose touches my neck. I think I smell like sweat.

  "Uhm…" I swallow hard. "I think you were hot, being my commanding officer, giving me orders and all. You were pretty firm and unrelenting. Especially when your voice starts to command, I…I feel like I had to submit."

  "But you didn't," he cuts my other words. "Did you, Miss Stanley?"

  "W-w…I...had to…I need to be punished, sir," I reply to Alex, my knees are growing weak.

  "You were stubborn! Yes, you were tenacious, Miss Stanley... and you deserved to be punished," Alex tells me in a no-nonsense voice.

  Fuck! There's his voice again. I'm beginning to cream my panties, my pussy's soaking wet.

  "I tried my best, sir. I wanted to be the best... and yes, sir," I added the last part reluctantly. My breathing hitches.

  "Well, in that case, you naughty, little vixen, on your toes!" Alex shouts. I stand erect.

  Alex's face starts to turn red. I'm not sure if it's because of the sun, or is it because he's furious about what I just said. Nevertheless, I oblige.

  "We're going to do so
me drills today, Miss Stanley," Alex tells me. "In this very roof."

  "I'm sorry, sir?" Drills? What?

  "Yes, that's what we're going to do. And we have the roof deck all to ourselves," Alex surveys the deck.

  I'm a bit confused about what Alex is after. He seems so serious, but he also hints something... naughty at the same time. I can see the hunger and craze look in his eyes.

  "Please take your clothes off, Miss Stanley. All of it."

  "Alex?!" I exclaim in disbelief.

  "You heard me. All your clothes. Off!" Alex shouts, and I tremble. God, this is... so naughty.

  I start to unbutton my blouse and unhook my bra. I can see Alex smirking. This is not part of the assignment; I feel excited, though. My heart pounds faster and louder.

  I'm on the roof deck, and I'm going to get all naked. This is the going to be the first time I'm fully nude in public, or at least, in an open space.

  "Hurry up, Miss Stanley! You're disappointing me," Alex orders me.

  "I don't know what you're thinking, Alex." But you're turning me on.

  "Hurry up!" Alex shouts once more, and I flinch.

  I take off my pink panty hastily and throw it out somewhere. I still play along with whatever Alex is trying to do.

  "Attention!"

  I stand in front of him, completely naked, but still upright. The air's blowing on my skin, making me shiver.

  "Listen, Miss Stanley," he's giving me strict instructions. "I need you to listen very carefully. We have two sets of drills. You got to make sure you comply."

  Alex walks around me, checking every bit of my exposed body. His eyes wander around my tits, neck, shoulders, ass, and flawlessly shaved pussy.

  "Any mistake will earn you a punishment," Axel adds.

  "What kind of punishment, sir?" I inquire.

  "Very good question, Tessa Stanley!"

  Alex stops in front of me and leans close to my face as he answers.

  "If you fail me, Tessa. I'm going to tie your hands behind your back, and…" he whispers.

  "And?" I ask breathlessly.

  "You're going to get some hard spanking…" Alex licks his lips.

  "And?"

  "And you're gonna take my fat cock out my pants," Alex whispers in my ears.

  I can feel Alex's breath on my face.

  "And, if you're going to fail me again..." he continues to taunt. This is too thrilling... I'm almost on my knees.

  "If I'm going to fail you again, sir?" I moan.

  "I'm going to fuck you hard, you're not going to be able to walk straight tomorrow when you wake up!" Alex shouts.

  Oh, fuck! I think... I just came on the spot.

  "I would like that, Alex, sir!" I respond breathlessly.

  "Well, then I think that's pretty clear, Miss Stanley."

  "Crystal!"

  "The first drill is to give me 12 squat thrusts, followed by 14 push-ups, and followed by 23 sit-ups. Then, to be followed by 4 sets of sprints around the roof deck followed by another 14 push-ups. Did you get that?"

  Alex always likes to give confusing orders. It's his way to test mental alertness. He always throws out variable numbers when he gives PT instructions. And he gives it out only once. The only problem is he was never able to trick me. Not today too.

  "Double time, Miss Stanley!" he yells.

  I just sneer at his order. His drill is outrageously elementary; I can see Alex observing me, staring at my wet cunt.

  I'm close to finishing the drill. 10… 11… 12. I'm down to my last two push-ups. Alex looks like he's so fucking hard, but he's keeping his composure. He wants to show that he's determined, but his impatience is obvious. 13… 14. Finally.

  "Why did you stop, Miss Stanley?!"

  "I'm done, sir. 12 squat thrusts, 14 push-ups, 23 sit-ups, 4 sprints around all corners, and 12 push-ups. Done," I reply to him, standing like nothing's wrong.

  "Oh, wow," Alex laughs. He then starts to slow-clap.

  "Excellent work, Miss Stanley. Please come closer."

  Alex moves in front of me, still laughing.

  "Kindly turn around and place your hands gently behind your back," Alex orders me.

  I'm getting confused. Alex starts to tie my hands. Before I can begin to protest, he tightens the rope and moves swiftly in front of me, his face so close to my face.

  "The last set of push-ups, my dear, is not 12," Alex whispers. "It's… 14."

  He then sticks out his tongue and licks my reddened face.

  Oh, fuck!

  Ten

  Alex

  I really don't know whether Tessa intentionally made a mistake or forgot the count. She's always been sharp since she was assigned to me during the training. Extremely stubborn but sharp.

  I can't remember once instance where she missed my instructions despite being very exhausted and worn. Not until today.

  The skies are clear, with no signs of any cloud whatsoever. The bright blue sky is incredibly illuminated by the hot sun at its peak. The wind is warm, and the overall surrounding is humid. It feels like we're on the beach – with tall buildings, in the middle of the city, on the rooftop.

  So far, there are no visible signs of life that I can see – up where me and Tessa are. Downstairs, on the streets, a few law-abiding citizens walking down the pavements. But very few. I guess because it's 1 pm and people are just going back to work or merely hurrying up for a late lunch.

  However, in front of me is a beautiful sight of a naked woman. Her skin's flawless despite having just graduated from a battery of extremely demanding military procedures.

  Tessa's body curves at the right places, amazingly fit and uniquely soft. Her tits fall perfectly down her chest, and the slopes descending to her belly down to her navel and finally to her luscious, shaved mound glimmer in perfect geometry. Her pussy is kept neat but obviously moist. I'm not sure if it's sweat or cum.

  Even with her hands tied behind her back, Tessa still shines like a beautiful, untouched maiden in need of rescuing. But, there's no saving this time. She's been a bad girl, and she needs some spanking.

  Tessa is pulling my dick out of my pants, using her mouth. So talented. She's quietly moaning. I can see her eyes close while she bites her lip. My dick cooperates like an outstanding grade-schooler and is now fully erect, ready to get down to business.

  "Alex, oh. Alex," Tessa moans.

  "Come on, Miss Stanley! I think you can do better than that," I order her.

  "Yes, sir. Hold on," she says, teasing me again.

  I never imagined doing this – bondage- in the middle of the city, on the rooftop, and at broad daylight. There's a lot of ideas rushing in my head right now, and I just can't wait to try them all.

  Tessa licks my pre-cum and spreads it all over my dick. She's moaning a lot louder than earlier, and it's turning me on. I give her more of my cum.

  "Sir, I think you just came when we haven't even started yet," she mocks.

  Somehow that statement just tickles my pride. I want to spank this naughty lady in front of me. And her butt is more than ready – two firm and supple mountains of joy. I move a couple of steps back and push Tessa to bend down.

  Her butt facing straight at me in perfect view.

  "You're a naughty girl, Miss Stanley!" I cup her ass, perfect.

  "Oh, was I, commander?" Tessa continues to taunt me.

  "I want to spank you," I respond to her taunts.

  "Oh, yes, commander, please do," Tessa begs.

  "Oh, you're gonna get some bad spanking, little girl!" Alex whispers in my ears.

  I slap her butt fiercely. My hand leaves marks in the shape of my fingers on her silky bums.

  "Oh, commander!" Tessa moans loudly. Her voice echoes around the open air.

  I slap her butt again. The muscles and skin on her buttocks ripple back. Tessa moans louder this time. I continue to spank her until the skin on her butt turn all bright red. I feel like she's hurting. But she responds blissfully with every hit.

  "Pleas
e, more," she continues to beg. The effect of pain and pleasure.

  My spanking has made her more aroused; she's pleading more and hungrier for me. Her lips turn red because of her biting. She moves her butt towards me every time my hand hits her.

  She's pushing her behind towards me in total abandonment. This game makes me more creative and playful. I like to tease her and make her beg more.

  I've never thought we'll be way more adventurous. I will never be able to do this if we were in a serious relationship. It will be more subtle and careful than this.

  It will always require me to be gentle and passionate. But this – this is way more exciting. No holds barred to my ever wild imagination.

  Tessa's trying to bend way down, so her butt is now almost facing up. I think she's trying to shove her ass to my face. She's becoming wilder, primal lust taking over.

  "Oh, please, sir. Put it now. I'm so wet," Tessa moans.

  Her begging is so irresistible now. My dick is going to explode. But I don't want to give it to her just yet. Her pussy's shimmering under the sun, the juices that are coming out of it is filling the air with a sweet, enticing aroma.

  I entertain another idea.

  I take off my pants and remove any obstacles between us. I grab Tessa's hips and pull her towards me. My dick, fully hard and erect, is ready to stab whatever is in front of it.

  I carefully position myself and points my hard, angry cock towards Tessa's tiny asshole. I've never tried this before. I'm pretty sure she's not tried it too. It will be our first time. It will be incredibly memorable.

  "Oh, fuck!" she shouts extremely loud. "Goodness, fuck!"

  I shove my furious cock inside Tessa's asshole ring. Fuck! It's so tight. Fortunately, I have plenty of cum to lubricate her.

  I bite my lips, amazed at how tight she is down there. It's my first time inside an anus. It feels so warm, tight, and divine.

  I can feel Tessa enjoying it. I don't know if she's feeling any pain, but she seems to be enjoying every bit of my plunge. She's moving her body to grind every time my throbbing cock is fully inside and taken by her ass.

  To be fair, her anus is not at all dry or muddy. It's actually smooth and remarkably moist. Maybe her honey dripped to her butthole, or it can be her sweat. But, strangely, I'm not having difficulties sliding my cock in and out.