Chapter 1 - On the Beach





Commander Miranda Keyes, one of the hero's of the battle of earth, was taking a well deserved break. Lying in a hammock on a beach in Italy in a purple one-piece swimsuit, her brown hair halfway down her neck, lips sucking on the straw of a cocktail, brown eyes surveying her surroundings. "I cant believe we survived!" she thought to herself for the thousandth time, "That was some serious shit we had ourselves in. If Chief wasn't there...... Well, he was, we survived, and here I am. Speeking of which, where did he get to?"[br]
As if on cue, a very large shadow fell over her. "John, you are blocking my sun!" she teased.[br]
She closed her eyes, waiting for John to move. Instead, she started to feel a hand careesing her nipple, and another hand slowly working its way from her bellybutton, caressing downwards. "John! Not here! Wait until we get back to the resort!" she said. Yet, the hand still moved, and started caressing her sex. Miranda found herself starting to moan, feeling a dampness spread over her swimsuit. "John! I order you to... ooooh that feels good...." she moaned, unable to control herself. The shadow came closer, and Miranda felt lips slowly brush her's, once, twice, then a deeper, more loving kiss. After about ten seconds the lips left hers, kissing her chin, her neck, then down slowly, one hand still caressing her nipple, the other still stroking her now uncoverd and soaking sex. His kisses went all the way down untill just above her clit, then with all the gentleness he could muster lifted her out of the hammock, barely needing effort.[br]
 "You have no idea how much i love it when you do that." Miranda sighed.[br]
Now able to see his final goal, he turned her upside down, holding her with one hand in a vertical 69, and slowly started brushing his toungue in circles around her clit, and at the same time probing her tight ass with his index finger and her vulva with his thumb. Not lost to the fact that she should be doing somthing as well, she reached down and started un-buttoning his pants, moaning the whole time. With the restriction of the pants removed, John 117's member stood tall at 8 inches, fully aroused. "It never ceases to amaze me just how big it it!" she moaned, and started to stroke it with a series of quick wrist movements, unable to put it anywhere near her mouth because of the gap in height between them. This did not seem to bother the spartan very much for the time being, as she was already starting to feel precum on her hands.[br]
This went on untill Miranda started to feel as if all the blood in her body was in her head. "John, thats enough." she said. Turning her over, he set her on her feet, spread a beach towel down on the sand, swallowed the last of Miranda's drink, and lay down on his back. Walking slowly over to him, she grabbed his rod, kneeled down, and with one quick movement, slid herself on. "OOOOHHHHHH" she moaned, "That feels so fucking good!"[br]
Being on top, she started to bounce up and down on her lover's member, grinding her hips with every third or so downward stroke, all the while almost screaming with pleasure. "Ohhhh my god i cant believe it im gonna....... Im gonna......CUUUUUUUUUMMMM!" she yelled. John could feel the walls of her love tunnel clamping down, and it was almost enough to send him over as well, but he was a spartan, so he forced the building heat in his member down.[br]
Deep in the throws of her orgasam, she barely noticed that John was moving her, lying her on her back. She did notice however, when he reinserted his 8 inches into her. "OOOHHHH! Dont stop! HARDER!" she yelled, wraping her legs around him, pushing him deeper in, pulling with her legs to the rythum of his bucking hips. John started moaning, almost at his climax.[br]
"Hold on just a little more! Come with me!" Miranda yelled "OOOOHHHH, NOWWWWW!" [br]
Not having to be told twice, he let go, spraying warm semen all the way up his commander's sex. Feeling this sent Miranda over the edge again, screaming with the force of her orgasam. John had not finished yet though. He pulled out, still spraying, and coverd Miranda's purple swimgear and face with thick gooey cum.[br]
Miranda, exausted and unable to move, body still twiching from the explosive orgasam, fell asleep on the sand on top of her one and only love, Spartan John 117.[br]
