She lay on the desk, still braced with her face buried in her own dirty underwear, her running shorts damp around her ankles. Her Drill Sergeant made a slight move, barely noticeable, but his hand flinched towards her. What he was doing, she had no idea, she couldn’t feel or hear him moving. Three fingers gently rubbed the outside of her pussy, moving in small circles over her slit and clit. This was all so new. She traced the length of his shaft with her eyes and swallowed nervously. After the shock of the initial pain quickly subsided, a spiky sharp pleasure replaced it. As suddenly as the spanking started, it stopped. Being kissed so hard, she could taste herself on his lips and tongue as he pushed into his mouth. She felt his uncertainty, and bore her hips down on his hand, grinding into his face and feeling his fingers stretch her further. She had never had sex before, but she regularly touched herself, so turned to what she knew and began to softly touch herself.
