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Bravo Company ( Katy1008 & CrimsonMaster )

In some ways it was the most surreal situation she had been in since she had been in Vietnam. A barrack room that really doesn't feel like an ordinary barrack room; suddenly there is a warmth about it that doesn't just come from the humidity of the South East Asian climate. The lights have everything feeling soft completing contradicting the usual hardness of the tin and wood. Before Spade had lit the first roll-up 'cigarette' Sam was pretty sure what it was and once it was lit the aroma confirmed it. She hesitated for a moment... this certainly wasn't the way an officer should be acting, but then she probably shouldn't be in here with the four of them full stop. After a moment or two, she took the offered joint and very much enjoyed her share of it. Whether it was the warmth and the softness of everything, whether it was the alcohol or the dope or a combination of it all, she didn't think she had been so relaxed since she had been in-country. And so when each man asked for a dance she was more than content to do just that. By that time the music had quietened and slowed and the dances, perhaps also as a consequence of the alcohol and the dope and the atmosphere, became slow and almost sultry.

FInally, someone suggested that they play poker and the guys all took a seat around the table. Tex had been the last one to dance with Sam and when the game was suggested he walked her over to the table but then manoeuvred her such that she finished up sitting on his one knee. As Motown dealt the cards, he suggested the idea of strip poker. She stared at him for a moment and then laughed out loud.

"Hang on... instead of taking my money from me, you want to take my clothes? And wouldn't we be starting fro a somewhat unfair position." She saw the question on his face as he grinned back. "You guys have boots and socks and shirts... I have shoes and a dress! That hardly seems fair."
 
What Sam has said about the clothing and the poker game was true. The guys all had more on then she did. Still the idea was to try and get Sam naked and have her doing it willingly. Motown then made the suggestion that they play one hand. The person with the lowest hand took off their clothing. The others guys were in favor of this, but Sam hadn't spoken up yet. Cruz sat holding the cards in his hand. He was waiting to hear whether or not Sam agreed. Tex placed his left hand on Sam's inner thigh. He told her that it was far now. The loser of the hand would strip naked. Sam could easily win and one of the guys would have to strip for her. She could also lose the hand to all four guys and they'd watch her strip naked. Each of the guys urged Sam to join in and have some fun. They had all agreed to strip for Sam if they lost. Even before Sam answered, Cruz dealt out 5 cards to everyone. The person with the lowest hand would be the one removing their clothes. The guys all waited until Sam answered before picking up their cards.
 
Things were moving a little fast. How had it gone from a few drinks and a joint and a dance or two to strip poker? How had it gone from playing poker to playing one hand. All or nothing! Sam looked around the group as she took another sip of whiskey and another draw on the joint. All smiling, smirking, faces. This could have been a room in a frat house anywhere bak home. Excited boyish faces. Expectant, hopeful. Maybe that little bit of 'have you got the guts...we dare you!"

Sam felt Tex's right hand resting on her right hip as his left hand came to her left thigh. His hands felt good. She watched as Cruz dealt out the cards. Another unspoken challenge... We dare you! She took a breath and then reached forward and put the joint in the ashtray. Then slowly she picked up the five cards, keeping them hidden. A tacit silent statement in response. 'Okay...I dare.'

Four of clubs. Four of hearts. Six of spades. Nine of diamonds. Jack of diamonds.

She knew almost nothing about playing poker. A pair. But not a high one. Maybe someone else would have nothing? How many should she change? Keep the 9 and the jack...go for the straight? Chances are slim. Keep the pair and swap the rest? She looked around as each of the guys changed varying numbers of their cards. Then they all looked at her. Grinning. Expectant. Excited.

"Three." She kept the pair and placed the other three cards on the table.
 
The time that passed between when the game of strip poker was spoken of and when Sam picked up the cards only lasted a few seconds. It did however seem like hours had passed. Such was the thinking of the guys seated around the table. This game was bigger then any pot of money they had played for in the past. Sure there were times when a pot could reach over a $100 dollars, but that was nothing compered to the chance of seeing Sam naked. Since the first day that these guys saw Samantha. They each wondered just how amazing her body really was. They had a good idea after seeing her in that dress, but the fabric still covered what they wanted to see most. They wanted the full show now. They wanted to see bare tits and the muff between her legs. They wanted to lay eyes on that great looking ass. Now it all came down to a few cards. Would Sam lose out, or would she survive for another round. Would she even agree to another round if she won?

Cruz dealt out the cards to those who wanted them. Some were going for long shots. While others were playing it safe. This game was to important for anyone to let their hands show on their faces. All the guys knew was that Sam had a pair, but a pair of what? Sam could have easily just picked up three of a kind, or even four of a kind. Hell she could have a full house now. It all hung on what happened in the next few seconds. " Whatcha got Lt? " Cruz asked as his eyes tried to burn a hole through the cards just for a peak.
 
Sam picked up her card, and keeping them hidden from Tex who was effectively at her shoulder, she cautiously looked at the three new cards. Seven of diamond. Three of clubs. And... the three of diamonds. Two pair but not exactly a strong hand to say the least. She certainly wasn't going to win with that - unless they were all worse at playing poker than she was. Maybe it wasn't a losing hand though... but it was going to be close. She felt her heart beating a little harder as she looked around and then looked at Cruz.

"How do I know you guys aren't cheating?" They all laughed and loudly proclaimed their good intentions

"Oh come on LT. You know we wouldn't do that. You're not gonna back out on us are you?" asked Tex as his hand moved just a little on her inside leg. She probably should back out... but then she should never have gotten herself into this in the first place. But what the hell... it was a bit of fun and there wasn't that much of that in this place. She picked up her shot glass and knocked back the remaining scotch that was in it and then put the glass back down on the table as she laid down her cards face up. Then she waited.
 
Motown & Spade both beat Sam's two pair. They laid their cards down showing that Motown had a full house, 10's over sixes. Spade had three of a kind all eights. Tex only had a pair if aces, but Cruz was holding the losing hand. He had been shooting for a straight, but miss and ended up with nothing. Suddenly the handsome Latino became shy. The other guys laughed upon seeing Cruz's hand. " See Lt.......We wouldn't cheat ya!......Cruz was dealing and he lost! " Tex said while laughing. Motown the spoke up telling Cruz that he had to strip. Cruz slowly stood from his chair. He moved to where Sam could see his body. Cruz stripped off all of his clothing until he stood naked in front of Sam. His hard body was on display for her until Motown suggested another round. Cruz was out, but he would deal again. He laid out another five cards to the remaining players. Luck was a major part of poker as it is with many games. Cruz showed that even though he was a good poker player. He had no luck in the game. It was down four players now. After everyone discarded, Cruz dealt them new cards. He then waited to see who would be the next to lose and strip off their clothes.
 
She knew it was only a temporary thing, but there was a moment of relief as she realised that she didn't have the losing hand and without really giving it any thought she leaned back against Tex's shoulder. Anyone looking on would have probably given it no thought either, assuming they weren't another member of the US military. This was definitely not Standing Operating Procedure. But those in the room that moment were relaxed and easy and having fun. Amused by Cruz's initial embarrassment although the bravado soon kicked in and he started to make a big show of things. At the end, he stood in front of Sam his hands held out slightly from his sides.

"Impressive huh?" Everyone burst into laughter.

"I don't know Cruz. Medically speaking..." She left the sentence unfinished which made everyone laugh again. Cruz sat down and at Motown's suggestion he started dealing the cards again. Spade refilled the shot glasses and then lit another joint which he passed to Tex. Tex took a long draw on it, then tipped his head back and exhaled slowly. Having felt the fresh hitting starting to course through his body he looked at Sam and handed it to her. As she took it, he moved her round on his knee a little. He was now sitting side on to the table, his back to Cruz who was sitting on his left. His knees were open and Sam now sat still facing the table, still on one knee, with her legs between his. He returned his left hand to her left thigh and his right had stayed on her hip the whole time.... maybe moving a little onto the top of her ass.

Sam took her own drag on the roll-up and then handed it on to Motown who was sat on her right. Tex watched her as she exhaled. He was enjoying the feel of her so close to him and was really hoping this was going to play out all the way. He ran his hand from her top of her ass up her back and then down again. Her back arched a little at his touch but she just looked at him.

"Good shit huh Lt." Sam smiled back at him.

"I've had worse."

"Really? You've done a lot of dope then." Motown asked. "Not a lot no, but some. Hard to go through three years of college then a year of pre-med and then another year or so of medical school without going to your fair share of frat parties. Well... I guess you can, but God that would have been fucking dull."

"Any of your frat parties like this?" Cruz asked as he finished dealing. Sam smiled as she picked up her cards. "Now that would be telling." She looked at her cards. Two of diamonds. Five of clubs. Seven of clubs. Ten of clubs. Ten of hearts. Keep the pair again or go for the straight? Chances of getting three of a kind by discarding three cards where certainly much higher than getting rid of two and hoping to pull out a six, an eight and a nine. She kept the pair. She was never really one for risk when it came to games which is probably why she rarely won in poker. She discarded the three again.

"Awwww come on Lt. Do you always play it safe." Tex said. She looked around at him and grinned. "With you guys... too right I do... although I'm not entirely sure this counts as playing it safe." Cruz dealt her the cards. Nothing. Jack of spades. Nine of hearts. Three of hearts. She was left with a pair; the same hand that Tex had last time. She had to hope that at least one of the others struck out.
 
The time came for everyone to show their cards. Cruz was out having lost the first round. Motown showed his hand first. He laid down his cards showing three eights. Tex had a pair of kings which he hoped was enough to win. Spade let out a gut wrenching sigh. He laid down his hand showing only a pair of 4's. Spade couldn't believe his luck. He thought for sure that Sam would lose this round. But being the straight up guy that he was. Spade rose when Sam showed her 10's. His clothes came off quickly and he proudly showed off his body to Sam. " How about this for a perfect specimen of manhood Lt? " Spade said while twisting his hips back and fourth so his cock shook for her. " See anything you like so far Lt? " Tex added as his hand began stroking the inner part of Sam's thigh. The game continued with a third round. Cruz again dealt out the cards. Sam had done surprisingly well. Both Cruz & Spade were now out and only Motown, Tex and Sam were left. Tex said that if he lost this round. Sam would be sitting on the lap of a naked man. This brought chuckles from the other guys.

Motown looked at his hand long & hard. He tossed out only two cards as a smile grew over his face. " Why don't you tell us about those crazy frat parties Lt?.........We're all friends here.......It would be fun to hear a great story. " Motown said while picking up his new cards. He figured that at best Sam could go one more round. Motown was on a hot streak and was sure he'd see her naked before to long. The goal had been to get Sam naked after all. Each of the guys thought that she would have stripped after the first round. But she proved that luck had so far been on her side. They wondered just how long her luck would hold out?
 
Relief again washed over Sam but maybe it was the drink or the dope or just that things were increasingly relaxed, the relief was about not losing the hand rather than anything to do with staying dressed. She took another drink as Spade undressed and then nearly choked with laughing when he started to sing his dick. Tex patted and rubbed her back as they all laughed and her held onto her a little tighter as he asked if she saw anything she liked. Truth was things were starting to look pretty appealing. Both men were pretty hot and she liked the feel of the body underneath her. But she wasn't going to let them know that. She looked at Tex and put on a serious face. Initially Tex wondered whether she was going to say something about how his hand was moving, but she hadn't given it a second thought... At least not beyond a subconscious recognition that it felt good.

"I'm a medic. A professional." Tex looked back at her, a smile back in place together with an expression set as if to say 'oh yeah?' But before anything else was said, Spade stood back up. "You wanna give this a professional assessment Lt? Just say the word" everyone started laughing.

"I'm off duty Spade. And I don't usually do house calls." She reached forward and picked up her cards. She stared at them. Nothing. A random set with little connection between them. She discarded four and kept hold of an Ace of clubs. Tex grinned as she threw away so many. Maybe this time he thought.

"You never been to a frat party Motown? They're all pretty much the same. Loud music. Dancing and drink. Sometimes there might be a little dope. I guess in some there might be harder shit, but they were never my kind of party." She picked up her new cards nod filed them in order. She was looking at what she had and at the same time her memory was filled with flashing images of various parties she'd been to. "Most of the time it just that... Drink... Dancing...dope. Sometimes though... Everyone gets a little relaxed... And if your still there at the end...then... Sometimes... It gets a little hot." No matter ow long she looked at her cards, there was nothing there. She had to hope her Ace high was going to beat at least one of the guys.
 
Of the four guys who started playing poker with Sam, only two remained. When Motown saw Sam throwing away four cards, he was sure his hand would beat hers. Tex had also tossed four cards keeping only one. Unless one or both of them drew a better hand from those four cards they got back. Motown couldn't lose. The thought however did cross his mind that Sam could win this round and the last. If she did that, how in the world would they get her naked? Each of the guys were good poker players. Sill being good just isn't enough. One had to have luck on their side and so far the luck was falling on Sam. Motown laid his cards down. He had three Kings which brought a huge grin to his face. Tex laid his hand out and like Sam, he held an ace. It would be down to his other cards to win or lose. Tex was also holding a 3,4,6 and 7. After the ace, the 7 was Tex's highest card. If Sam could beat his 7, she'd win once again. Tex certainly wouldn't mind losing because then Sam would be sitting on his naked lap. That thought made losing much better.

All eyes were on Sam and the cards she was holding. Each men wondered whether this hand would be the one where she lost. The tension was building as Motown told Sam that it was time to show what she had. He of course meant her hand, but all the guys wanted to see her naked. They had brought her here for some fun and they couldn't deny it had been fun so far. Their fun was also going to include having sex with Sam, but they never openly said that. Such news could have caused her to turn down their private party request.
 
Sam looked around the room, looked at her cards, looked at Tex. Slowly her smile broadened. And then she laid the cards down and fanned them out slowly.

"Sorry Private. Your turn!" Tex leaned in a little and looked at the cards that she laid down. The others laughed and cheered. Tex smirked, picked up his glass and emptied it and put the glass back down. Then suddenly he slipped his hand under Sam's knees and lifted her up as he stood. Sam squealed a little in surprise and she quickly wrapped an arm around his neck until he turned and placed her down on the chair they had both just vacated. He took a small step bak and then started dancing provocatively to the music right in front of Sam. Everyone was laughing as the got down to his shorts.

"You ready for this then Lt. I don't know if you're gonna be able to stay a professional...so be warned" Sam nodded and tried to put a straight face on. And then he dropped his shorts. Everyone was silent for a moment, the guys all waiting and watching for Sam's response. Tex was a big man in all respects, but Sam wasn't going to give any of them the pleasure of seeing what she was really thinking at that moment. She looked at his relatively limp cock and then up to him.

"I think maybe I'd better go get my microscope." Everyone burst out laughing except Tex. For a moment he was genuinely surprised. Then realising she was taking the piss he smiled. Again he moved quickly to pick Sam up in the same way as he had before.

"Very funny, but you're not going anywhere until we play this last hand." He sat and brought her back onto his lap. He bounced her a little. "Comfy?" He asked. Sam shrugged a little, then she refilled Tex's glass and handed it to him. He drank it quickly, placed the glass back on the table and then his hand back onto her thigh.

"Deal the cards Cruz" he said.
 
Samantha had survived one more around. It did seem that luck was smiling on her. If she somehow was able to beat Motown in the last hand. Just how would they get her naked? Rape was out of the question. These guys weren't the type who would do that. They certainly wouldn't do anything like that to Sam. Hell they liked Sam and not just because she was a hot looking woman. She shared life with them out in the field. They had seen Sam under fire and she didn't crack. Each man knew that Sam would do everything in her power to save them. They had her back and she had theirs. The unwritten code of the soldier.

The last game started when Cruz dealt out 5 cards to the remaining players. Motown reached out and picked up his cards. He checked them over before looking over at Sam. Motown was trying to read Sam's cards by her face & eyes. He then discarded one card while holding on to four. It had all come down to this last game. Win or lose. Sam would be the only one left with clothing, or she'd strip. Motown was now sure that Sam would be stripping. He had a good hand, but he still hoped for a better one. It was still possible that Sam would win and he'd be stripping for her. Cruz tossed Motown his single card. He then looked at Sam and waited for her to discard.
 
Could she really get through this without having to strip? It would sure be funny if she were to be the only one fully dressed by the end of the game, although maybe in some small dark corner deep inside her, she quite liked the idea of stripping for these guys... And then what? We're they all just going to get dressed again? She picked up her cards but she wasn't really looking at them.

Sam's train of thought was interrupted when Motown threw away one card. The other three men all laughed and joked on guessing that he must have a good hand. There was no bluffing in this game. You either had the cards or you didn't! Then they were all looking at Sam, grinning.

"It's not looking good LT. Let me give you a hand." Tex slid his hand up Sam's back and found the top of the zipper on her dress. Slowly her started to ease it down. Sam giggled and squirmed in his lap.

"Hey hey hey.... Don't get premature on things Private."

"Oh I promise you LT. I'm never premature." Everyone laughed some more. The zipper hadn't gone back up but Sam's attention shifted back to the cards. She'd been dealt a pair of sevens but there was nothing else. She reached forward and discarded three. As she sat back up, the shoulder strap of her dress slipped down her arm a little and the top of the dresses dropped just enough for the guys - particularly Tex - to see more of the swell of her firm tits. Sam didn't really seem to notice as Spade refilled her glass. She drank half of it before she picked up the cards. She threw away crap and picked up crap. Nothing. All she had was a pair. Motown smiled. It was as if he knew what she had. He knew she was beaten. Her stomach suddenly filled with butterflies as she watched him lay down his cards. A flush. Diamonds. There was a palpable silence for a moment as everyone knew that he had to have won. And they knew wat would happen next. Sam smiled. Then she went to move quickly.

"Geez. Is that the time. You know I guys I really have to...."

"Oh no no no." Tex grabbed hold of Sam as she was trying to get up. She was laughing, squirming. "Come on LT. Play the hand. Then be a good little girl and pay the price." Sam stopped squirming. Her cheeks were flushed and she was a little out of breath. She looked around. Then she tossed her cards down, face down. Cruz reached out and turned them over, one at a time. After two cards everyone knew she had lost. When they were all turned over, they all looked at her. But there was no cheering or shouting. They just smiled.

"Like I said....let me give you a hand LT" Tex found the zipper again and slid it down noticing that she wasnt wearing a bra. Other than arching her back just a little, this time, she did nothing to stop him. The other three guys sat back. Watching. Smiling. Cruz lit a cigarette.

"You're not going o run out on us are you, LT" Cruz asked.

"Of course she ain't, are you Doc" Motown looked at her.

She smiled and looked around. "My dad taught me that you don't play the game unless your prepared to follow the rules" On hearing that Tex picked her up again as he had done before but this time he put her down on her feet. He moved behind her and finished taking the zipper the rest of the way down. He leaned in and spoke it her ear but loud enough for everyone to hear. "You want me to help you with anything else LT?" As he spoke he slid a hand from her waist onto the front of her hip, easing her back against him for a moment. His touch felt good, his body hard. Part of her wanted to say yes, but she still wasn't sure what was going to happen next. Was this going to go the way of frat parties she'd been to... And a couple in particular came to mind. Or did Army green change things.

"I'll let you know Tex."
 
The battle of luck had finally been won. Motown sat back into his chair and now waited for his reward. Sam had showed that guys that she was so far a good sport. Now it was time for her to pay the price. Tex stepped back since it was Samantha who would have to strip. He couldn't do it for her. All eyes were on Sam as she stood there. They expected Sam to be a bit shy. She was after all removing her dress in front of four guys. No one thought that she would try and back out. Sam didn't strike them as the type who would play but not pay after losing. " Hey Lt.......We're all friends here. " Cruz said. " Yeah Lt......Don't be shy........No one will ever know what happened here. " Spade added in. What Spade & Cruz said was very true. They wouldn't tell anyone what Sam did. Because they thought of her as a friend. They'd protect Sam and her rep. All they wanted was a bit of fun with their pretty Lieutenant Medic. Plus they stripped for her and it was only far she returned the show. The guys waited while they looked on. Their eyes glued to Sam's hot curves. Each inch of her body was being watched over. Cruz on her right. Spade on her left. Tex standing just behind her and Motown sitting just off center slightly to her left. He was coolly smoking a cigarette he just lit up.
 
She looked around at each of the guys, a smile playing around her lips. She stepped forward and lifted what had been Tex's glass off the table. She knocked back what was undrunk and then carefully placed the glass back on the table and stepped back. As she did so the radio DJ started a new track. People get ready. Sam couldn't help but laugh a little to herself. She took a breath. A deal was a deal.

Slowly she started to move her body in time with the music. She closed her eyes and tried to forget for the moment that there were four guys watching her every move. And as she moved, turning she started to sing softly along with the song and ease down the top of her dress. Slipping her hands out of the straps and then sliding the dress down over her hips. She opened her eyes and smiled as she saw three of the guys in front of her all now staring wide eyed. She turned slowly, stepping out of the dress as she did so to see Tex looking up from her ass, his grin as wide as ever. She moved her hands to the top of her panties and slipping her fingers inside the waist band she began to slide them down looking at Tex as she did so. She didn't bend forward however; she crouched, bending her knees until her ass was almost on the floor. When her underwear was at her ankles, she stood up slowly and again stepped out of them as she turned and as she turned so the song came to an end. But for the voice of the DJ droning softly in the background, the room was silent.

"Never let it be said that I don't pay my dues." She stepped forward, conscious that they were still watching her and she refilled both her glass and Tex's. She turned and held out the glass for him. "You look like you need a drink soldier."
 
Sam had paid her dues with interest. There was no doubt about that and none of the guys would say any different. They had just seen the hottest dance routine of their lives. Not even in Saigon was there a girl who could match what Sam had done. Unlike the working girls at those strip clubs & bars. Sam put her heart into the performance. She left herself go which allowed her to enjoy this as much as the guys did. Getting the full view of Sam's hot body. It was everything the guys thought it would be. She was every inch a woman. Cruz who was sitting there on Sam's right side during the game, had been playing with his cock during her dance. She couldn't tell that his dick was fully hard and hidden by the table. Tex on the other hand couldn't hide the fact that his cock was getting hard. He didn't even touch his cock and it was already growing when Sam said he looked he needed a drink. Tex slowly looked up at Sam's face. He looked at her as if she had been speaking a foreign language to him. " Ahhhhh.......A drink? " Tex asked as if he wasn't sure whether that was right. His cock had grown to a very nice size, but it still wasn't fully hard. " That was fucking hot Lt!........You could make a gay guy hard! " Motown said before he downed a shot of whiskey. " Seems you're getting Tex all worked up. " Motown added as he stood up. He then pulled the table away exposing that not only Cruz, but Spade was playing with his cock while watching Sam.
 
Sam laughed softly and took a step towards Tex. She reached down and took hold of his hand and then placed the glass within in. "Have a drink Private. And maybe you had better sit down, before you fall." Then she crouched down and picked up her dress and her underwear. She couldn't help but notice the cock that was not that far in front of her, but she just stood back up, smiling to herself, imagining... She turned around just as Motown - the only person in the room still dressed - pulling the table away. She stumbled back a little in surprise and giggled.

"Any of those frat parties end up like this then LT?" Cruz asked as he continued to slowly stroke his cock. Tex meanwhile knocked back the drink and broke out of his mesmerised state. He stepped forward and with a little trepidation reached his hand out putting it back on Sam's hip - just where it had been before she had removed her dress. Now he felt warm soft flesh. Firm muscle. Hard bone. "Were they LT? Did you have parties at college like this?" She smiled as Tex pulled her gently back against him. He began to move slowly from side to side in time with the next song on the radio. California Dreamin'

"One or two. Sure."

Tex reached down with his free hand and took hold of her dress. "You're not looking to walk out on us now are you LT?"

"I thought the game was over." She let go of her clothes and Tex tossed them onto a bed. Tex shook his head. "Only just starting isn't boys... I mean...we could find another game... if you want to keep playing."

"Sure. Still got plenty of liquor and some more dope... no need to go home yet. It's plenty early." Cruz lit another joint and stood up and then walked straight across where the table had been. He walked up to Sam and took the joint from his lips to hers. She opened her mouth and let him put it on her lips, her hand coming up to rest on his wrist. She took a drag... inhaled... closed her eyes... and then slowly exhaled. As she did, Cruz took the joint from her and handed it to Tex and then he took hold of her and started to dance, one hand on the small of her back, his other hand in hers, pulling her close as Tracks of my tears

"You wanna have a little more fun, don't you LT?"

"I guess I could manage that Corporal!"
 
The hardness of Cruz's cock would be impossible to miss as it pressed again Sam while they danced. Each of the guys moved closer to where Sam was dancing. By now Motown stripped off his clothing and once the song was over, he took Cruz's place. Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me started to play as Motown pulled Sam into his arms. His cock was growing from the moment it touched Sam's naked body. This dance was so much better than the one they shared at Firebase Apache. " Your body feels so good Lt. " Motown whispered into Sam's ear. His whisper was loud enough for the guys to hear. They were after all standing in a semicircle around Sam. The song changed to Twilight Time but Motown didn't stop dancing. He held Sam even closer if that was possible. Their bodies rubbing against each other in time with the music. As that tune ended, Spade move in taking Sam into his arms. Soldier Boy started to play. " This sure is a great way to dance...Huh Lt? " Spade asked as his arms held her body close. Oh what a feeling it was to have someone as hot as Samantha, so close. Spade got so lost in how great Sam's body felt, that he started kissing at her neck. His lips touching every so softly. Moving from her neck down to her shoulder.
 
The voice in Sam's head telling her that this was not something she should be doing was getting quieter. The dope and the liquor had done its job and she was by now very relaxed. In fact she had almost forgotten the fact that she was naked in a room full of men... also naked. It felt good to be close to someone. She smiled when Motown suggested that her body felt good; it was a complete coincidence but a guy at college had said the same thing ... except for the citing her rank ... at a very similar party a few years ago. He'd been a date who had persuaded her to ease out of her dress. Even to this day she didn't know that they - him and his mates - had set the whole thing up beforehand. They had all finished up fucking her. It had been the first time that she'd been with been with more than one guy but it wasn't the last. That night she had gotten a reputation that never really left her for the 3 years she had been there. Maybe this was going to get her a reputation to but at that moment as she was being passed over to Spade she wasn't really thinking about that. Her mind was very much in the present.

She was still wearing her heels and they tapped and clicked on the makeshift wooden floor. She had simply moaned a response and closed her eyes when Spade spoke to her. And when he'd started kissing at her neck, she had simply leaned her head to one side, opening her neck to him which he continued to sake advantage of. On seeing her reaction to the kissing, Cruz suddenly felt bold. He stepped close and took her hand. She didn't fight him. He guided it to his now hard dick.

"This is what you want isn't it Lt? It's what you've wanted all night." Sam didn't say anything but her fingers wrapped around the thick shaft and started stroking. When Spade saw what she was doing, he lifted his hand to her chin, took hold of it and kissed her on the mouth. He expected her to pull away, and when she didn't, he held her jaw a little more firmly and kissed her harder, his tongue pushing deep as her mouth opened. This was what they'd all been waiting and hoping for. And now they'd look to see how much their doc would really put out for them.
 
Spade had gotten the real party started by just kissing Sam's neck. Cruz then bumped it up a notch when he walked up and placed her hand on his cock. Motown come up from Sam's left side. He took her free hand and placed it on his cock. Spade never stopped kissing Sam's mouth. His kiss growing ever more forceful and telling Sam that he was in charge. Yes his kiss was speaking louder then any spoken word at this point. Tex moved up from behind Sam. His hard beefy cock pressed between the soft cheeks of her ass. While Spade kissed Sam's mouth, Tex would start on her neck then down too her shoulder. Sam was the now in the middle of four hot and horny guys. Guys that she'd been working with and would continue to work with. These men who watch her back would soon give her pleasure of the likes she hadn't had since her days in college. These lucky few of the 1st Platoon would get to use their new medic. They wouldn't treat her any differently during working hours. But they may tease her more after this. These guys were about to become very close to their "Doc."

Sam was standing in the center of four naked men. Two were kissing her and touching her body while she stroked the cocks of the other two. Spade finally broke the kiss and pulled back just a bit. " I can tell that you want this as much as us........Your hungry kisses don't lie.......We'll treat you right Lt........We''ll give you everything you want and more. " Spade spoke softly. His lips brushing against Sam's in between his words. Sam seemed to be in a haze, but her body was responding to all the sensations the guys were giving her. Tex began whispering into Sam's ear that this would be a night she'd never forget. This night would join all those wild memories she had during college and medical school. Sam's reputation would be safe with these guys. They certainly wouldn't want anyone finding out how to turn Sam on. These guys wouldn't even tell the other guys in their platoon about this. This was their secret and who knows maybe they could have more fun with her in the future? That remained unknown, but for now the guys would have their way with Samantha. After a night with these guys. Sam would know what it was like to treated like a street whore.
 
Sam was starting to lose herself in the moment. She closed her eyes as she stroked the cocks in her hand and kissed Spade, her tongue working around his, her mouth ever more hungry. As she stood there kissing, the memory of a frat party came back into her head. Some dope. Some booze. One guy who she barely knew started making out with her. Pushed her buttons just right. He'd taken her into a bedroom but two other guys had seen them go. Even to this day, Sam didn't know the three guys had planned it before. Sam already had a bit of a reputation by then and they'd decided to make the most of it. Even with that though they weren't sure whether she'd go for doing it with all three of them. But when the second guys had moved in and she had hesitated a little, he'd just been a little more forceful and to their surprise she had responded. That then set the tone and for the rest of the night they had ad fun with her getting increasingly rougher, talking about her as if she wasn't there...laughing. And Sam had been unable to deny that she hadn't liked it.

Her memories of that night were broken as Spade broke the kiss, taking hold of her chin telling her what he knew. As he spoke to her, his free hand slipped down between her legs, his fingers moving into her wet pussy. He smiled.

"Oh, you want it bad now don't you girl.... Don't you?" Sam smiled, moaned a little as she felt his fingers at her clit, nodded. She leaned forward to kiss him again, but he stopped her.

"Say it. Tell us all what you want."

"I... I want you to fuck me."
 
A night to remember, that's what this was to those in the barracks. It was a night that no one would ever forget. With Sam announcing that she wanted to be fucked, Spade smiled. " Outside these walls.......Out in the field you're our medic and our medical officer......But inside these walls you're our cunt. " Spade spoke softly as his right thumb brushed over Sam's lower lip. " Our cunt to use........And we're gonna use you. " Spade continued before telling Tex to grab some mattresses and toss them on the floor. Tex moved away from his position behind Sam. He quickly stripped a couple of the bunks. Tex tossed into the middle of the floor three mattresses. These were arranged so everyone could get down on them. While Tex was busy, the others continued working their magic on Sam. They used their hands & mouths to kept Sam at a point where she wanted more. Driving their pretty Lieutenant wild with passion. Spade looked just behind Sam and saw that Tex had everything ready. He pulled back just slightly and told Sam to lay on the mattresses behind her. Motown & Cruz who had been kiss and feeling Sam up. Pulled back so she could turn towards the mattresses and lay down. The guys would continue to work on Sam a bit longer. They wanted her so hot that she's beg them openly to fuck her. To treat her like they would treat some trashy whore in a downtown Saigon dive. Samantha had four hard cocks just waiting to teach her just what it was like to be a whore. What happened at that frat party was just a warm up. Sam would get a full lesson on how a whore was really treated. Once Sam was down, the guys circled around her like a group of hungry sharks. They stopped and lowered themselves down, joining Sam on the mattresses. Motown was between her legs. His head dropped down between the creamy white thighs and his tongue began flicking away at her hard little bud. Spade was now on Sam's right. Cruz was kneeling at her head while Tex was on her left. " How bad to do want it Lt?..........How bad do you wanna get fucked? " Cruz asked as his hard cock hung over Sam's face. He smiled down at her waiting to hear her words in response. Those words of Samantha begging for each of the guys to use her as their play toy. " You want all these hard cocks?.......Don't ya babe?........You need to fucked in every hole......Don't ya? " Tex added while he slowly stroked his huge cock. He was hung better then most white men. The guys often joked that Tex should have been born black. Still none of these men would disappoint Samantha. Each of them was quite large and would stretch her holes adding new highest of pleasure.
 
Even at the frat party no-one had spoken to Sam like Spade spoke to her. There was the hint of a smile on his face but there was something slightly sadistic...menacing about it. Their cunt to use. She nodded in response as much as Spade's hold on her chin would allow. The craving inside of Sam suddenly increased more than she could ever remember...even at the frat party. Once he told Tex what to do he kissed Sam again, harder than ever, his fingers digging into the side of her jaw and the he pulled away. Her turned her head and Cruz was there waiting...grinning.

"An officer by day and our own fucking whore at night." Motown said as he squeezed and then slapped her tit..once...twice...three times...making her squeal on each occasion. All the while her hands stroked one cock or another. And then suddenly they all seemed to pull back at the same time. She was breathing a little harder. When Spade told her to lie down, she looked down then back to him and then moved down, lying back. The guys watched her for a moment and then followed her down. Her gaze moved from one to another.

She felt hands on her ankle, pushing her knees bent, then the hands moved to her knees, spreading them. She didn't fight against what Motown was doing. Why would she. Her body was in need of the attention they wanted to give it. She moaned as his tongue came to her clit, closed her eyes and her back arched off the mattress as she squirmed in slow motion. When Cruz spoke to her she opened her eyes, feeling his hand move over and squeeze her right tit. Tex's hand was on her left. Her gaze shifted as he spoke.

"I want to real bad... Please... I...I want to be your...your cunt...your whore...I need your cocks so..." She reached up her hands to take hold of both Tex and Cruz. Cruz smacked her hand away though and he laughed. "I don't want your hand... Open wide bitch." Sam was surprised by how he spoke to her and her stomach flipped a little, but she did as he had told her and immediately his cock was pushed into her mouth. "Now let's see what all that fancy college education taught you?"
 
Sam's head was tilted in such a way that Cruz was able to slip his cock down into her throat. She laid on her back, legs spread wide open for Motown. Spade & Tex on each side. Cruz leaned forward over Sam's body. His cock pushing in until his balls rested against the bridge of Sam's nose. Spade & Tex each had a hand under Sam's neck giving her support. Motown's tongue danced all over Sam's dripping wet pussy. It didn't take him long before two of his large fingers found their way inside her channel. Motown fucked Sam with two, then added a third finger. Cruz was by now fucking her throat deeply. He was treating her mouth as if it was her cunt. Spade & Tex began twisting, smacking and pulling at Sam's hard little nipples. They openly taunted Sam. Saying that she was their whore, their cunt to use. Sam was their officer slut. " We'll treat you just the way you want........Just like the little slut you are. " Spade said as he twisted Sam's right nipple between his fingers.

" You'll be our cunt Sammy........Our special little play thing.....To be used by us four.......Our private officer cunt. " Tex added while he pinched Sam's left nipple hard. He then told her what her new nick name would be. They would call her "Sammy the Slut." This would be their special name to call Samantha when they planned on using her in the future. Oh yes, the guys planned on having more parties with Sam in the future. After all, why go into to town and waste their money on a dirty whore? They had their own dirty whore right here and it would only cost them some booze and dope. Sam had just made herself some new fuck buddies. These guys would do anything to protect her and they would do anything to her sexually. Motown rose up slowly from between Sam's legs. He was grinning from ear to ear. " Boyz!.......This is some of the best tastin cunt I've ever had! " The other guys laughed. Motown then said that she was ready for a good fuckin. " We're gonna fuck you everywhere!......Just like the cheap cunt you are!" Motown said, then Tex added that he hoped Sam liked it in the ass. Because that's where he was gonna fuck her with his huge white cock.
 
Sam opened her mouth wider as Cruz pushed his cock deep into her throat. Even when she started to choke, he didn't stop. Instead he simply told her that she better get used to it quick. Her body continued to squirm and had her mouth not been full she would have groaned loudly as Motown pushed two and then three thick long fingers inside her. her cunt clenched and released around then as he finger fucked her. And then the combined assault on her tits started. She squirmed and moaned and squealed, her tits reddening quickly and her nipples stinging with each well placed slap or as they were pinched and twisted. But all the time, her hands continued to stroke both Spade's and Tex's cock feeling them ever thicker and harder in her hands.


"She is fucking lovin' this... aren't you Sammy... Sammy the slut. Hmmmmmm fuck... that's it baby... suck it good baby." Cruz was enjoying everything about her mouth on his cock. "This definitely aint the first time you've had a hard cock in your mouth is it, bitch?" Cruz wasn't really asking her a question; he already knew the answer and he didn't wait for one. "She knows how to suck cock I can tell you that...hmmmmmmaahhh." Spade and Tex laughed.

"Is Cruz right Sammy... does Sammy like sucking cock.... did you suck your way through college then?" Spade said as he smacked and teased her tit.

"I bet she did. When she wasn't in class, I think our little slut was either on her knees or on her back... is that right Sammy?" Tex didn't stay quiet. "You're gonna love the feel of my cock in your ass."

Sam was already imagining it, feeling it in her hand and imagining how it was going to stretch her ass. That same frat party had been the first time she had felt a cock in her ass. And with each passing second, her want and need grew more and more as the four men teased and abused her body. And the guys could see it.

"Maybe we should take her with us into Saigon. Remember that place we found last time hidden away... the girls on the stage... we could put you to work Sammy... or get you a tattoo... 'Sammy the slut' or 'Bravo Co. Property'." The guys all laughed as Sam moaned in pleasure.
 
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