Don't Be Gentle 2

Stretching out on her back, the Baroness pulled her knees up to her chest. Her womanhood sat between her thighs, glossy and wet, almost glinting as if to demand Billy’s attention.

“I want you to lick my pussy now,” the Baroness said. “You’ve never done that to a girl, have you?”

Billy shook his head. Then he stopped, realizing he was motionless when he could be doing what the Baroness asked.

He got down on his knees and then lowered himself on his hands, finally ducking his head down to the Baroness’s cunt. She soon found that he might not have done this before, but he had certainly thought about it. He explored her opening, then her clit, and was a quick enough learner that he soon knew not to neglect either.

“That’s it!” she hissed. “Eat it! Oh God, yes, show me how much you like that taste!”

His tongue flicked up and down her swollen labia. She gasped at the feel of his hot breath burning on her quivering folds.

“Kiss it, lover! Suck on it! Make it feel as good as it tastes!” The words flowed out of her mouth as she squirmed her ass, pushing her sex against his face. “That’s good! Now stick your tongue inside! Taste all of me!”

Obligingly, Billy entered her with his tongue, next bringing it up to lap at her quavery clit. The Baroness’s ass flew up off the ground as she came. Bucking her hips, mewling with passion, she covered the boy’s face with her orgasm.

“That was beautiful,” she groaned. “Now can you do the same with your cock?”

Billy rushed between her legs, only stopping for the Baroness to run her hand over his erection and hold it to the entrance of her cunt. Grunting with impatience, he rammed forward and buried himself inside her.

He was young, virile, strong. He pumped in and out of her, already at a frenzy that most men would need a running start to build up to. And he stayed there long enough to test the Baroness’s stamina. She held his ass, not letting him pull out too far as he pistoned himself into her clutching sex. When she sensed his climax approaching, the Baroness rocked back and forth to milk as much of an orgasm out of him as she could.

“Fuck me! Shoot it in me! Cover my womb like you did my face!”

She crescendoed with the first bursts of his ejaculation filling her waiting cunt. Billy kept rutting into her until she had every drop of his load. Then he rolled off her.

There was no processing what had happened—especially when she rolled on top of him, moved her head down into his lap, and began licking up what her pussy had not been able to hold onto. She licked the semen from his limp member and swished it around in her warm mouth, savoring the taste before swallowing. Each time her lips popped open after a gulp, Billy felt a warmth wash over his groin, like his body was trying to get hard again, to give the Baroness more cum that was not there for him to deliver.

Then, squeezing his balls, the Baroness sucked on him until he was stiff once more. She laughed to herself as she mounted him.

“Don’t worry, Billy,” the Baroness moaned. “I’ll give you a lifetime of love before I let them execute you.”

***

After months of training, Storm Shadow had taken him to the Pit, GI Joe headquarters, while he conducted business with Snake Eyes. Courtney wasn’t the first woman Billy had seen in all that time, but she felt like it. Cover Girl—Courtney—was a tall and rangy blonde with a tight ponytail and long, sun-browned legs set off the white shorts she wore. A blue and white jersey covered high, firm breasts.

Out of some maternal instinct, she seemed to appoint herself his guardian while he was on the base, taking him to the commissary to get him something to eat. Walking through what seemed like miles of underground hallways with nothing to look at but Courtney’s swaying ass brought back vivid memories of the Baroness. Billy knew that being with her would have to be as good as being with the Cobra agent.

“Wait right here,” Courtney said, sitting him at a table far from the lunch line. “I’ll go get you something.”

At this time of night, the place was almost empty. Nothing to focus on but Cover Girl. The sight of her lush figure, even at a distance, continued to arouse him. His cock was fully erect, engorged with the same pounding blood as was drumming in his ears. Fortunately, someone had left a magazine on the table. He grabbed it up and held it in his lap, pretending to read, but really just keeping the covers between him and Courtney.

Courtney came back with a pizza in one hand and a bottle of Coke in the other. “Catching up on some reading?”

She reached down to twist the magazine around so she could see the cover, inadvertently shifting the bottom of it against Billy’s hard-on. His jaw clenched, every motion the magazine made sending heated surges through his throbbing member.

“PS Magazine,” Courtney read. “I wouldn’t have thought a guy who’d survived the Baroness would be that interested in maintenance…”

“Survived the…?” Billy stammered.

“You know. Her, Mindbender, Zartan, all the rest. I don’t think there are many Joes that could’ve taken being trapped in Springfield the way you were. No wonder Storm Shadow took you on as his apprentice.”

Billy blushed, the heat in his cheeks now matching that pooling in his groin.

“Do you think she’s pretty?” Courtney continued, before picking up a slice that trailed a long strand of gooey cheese.

“Who?”

“The Baroness, of course. I’m sure not asking about Zarana!”

“She’s beautiful,” Billy said simply, the admission simply dropping out of him.

Courtney chuckled as she swallowed. “I’ll bet she is. You know why you think she’s beautiful, right?”

“Because she is, of course.”

“Really?” Courtney teased. “Because I think any woman would be beautiful to you if she screwed you like the Baroness did.”

Billy’s pulse raced. This was the first time he’d talked with anyone about the Baroness, even if he hadn’t said anything. “Wha—what do you mean?”

“Get over it, kid. I’m in intelligence. I’ve seen the way you’ve looked at our file photos of hers, the way you smiled. It’s not just lust. It’s nostalgia. So… was she good?”

Then Billy gave her a real surprise: “She was the best.”

For a moment, Courtney couldn’t breathe. Just hearing Billy admit it so casually sent shivers of delight all through her. Her pussy clenched up tightly and she squeezed her thighs together.

“And how were you?” she whispered, her voice low with desire.

“I don’t know… alright, I guess.” Billy stuffed pizza into his mouth. “She kept telling me to do things, so I guess she liked it.”

“Really? What kinds of things?”

“She wanted me to lick her pussy and then to fuck her, but first, she wanted to give me a blowjob. And she swallowed it too, when it came out.” Billy’s eyes glowed. “Why do you think she did that? Do you think she liked it, Cover Girl?”

“Maybe. The Baroness certainly isn’t an average woman.”

“You’re not an average woman either.”

“Maybe I am. After all, I swallow too. So that’s two of us.” She laughed, covering her mouth with her hand. “If she’s anything like me, it made her wet.”

“What? I didn’t hear you, Cover Girl.”

“I said, it must’ve made her wet.”

Billy looked at the female Joe with wide eyes. She saw the speculative gleam in them and she boldly met his gaze.

“Did it make you wet?” Billy asked in a whisper, looking around to see if anyone was listening. “Hearing about it just now? Are you wet?”

“I am,” she replied.

“Oh geez!”

Their food was forgotten. They looked into each other’s eyes, Billy seeing the need and desire that he’d thought had been just his.

“What about you, Billy? When you think about feeding me your cum, do you get hard?”

Billy nodded.

“Show me.”

“Here?”

“Just a look, baby,” Courtney murmured throatily. “Just for me.”

Billy glanced around, then stood to stretch his arms. Courtney stared at him, seeing the bulge pushing out his jeans. She ran her tongue over her lips. Her clit strained against her panties, needing far more than its satin touch.

Billy sat back down. “That’s how hard I am.”

“I can see why the Baroness sucked on you. And why she got so wet.”

“Show me, Cover Girl. Show me how wet you are.”

“I can’t do that here.” Courtney looked around the commissary. “I’d have to drop my shorts.”

Billy laughed. “I don’t care. I want to see.”

“Wait until we get to my quarters. Then I’ll show you.”

“But what if you’re not wet then?”

“Then you’ll just have to show me your cock again.” She smiled wickedly at him. “It’ll still be hard when we get there, won’t it?”