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While my left hand held her immobile - she had long since stopped struggling - I flicked open my pocketknife with my free hand and ran the cold steel of the blade over the curves of her ass. She flinched involuntarily when the blade connected with her flesh. She had been looking to get fucked. I moved the blade down to the bottom of her panties, where the back and front joined. Quickly I cut open the connecting fabric. Lifting away the loose material I revealed her clean-shaven pussy to the air. It looked to me like it was begging to be fucked, all nice and red and puffy, with its pouting lips. The fabric was damp. The assembled throng of twenty or so Marines around me whooped and clapped, indicated their approval when they caught sight of the exposed cunt. None of us had seen a woman in three month - we had all been horny. The strangeness of the situation ran through my mind - I thought about how a few minutes before I had forcefully dragged her over to me, slapping her face, calling her a "whore" and a "slut." Every other one of my companions had felt the same way, but hadn't dared more than dirty raunchy talk while she flashed her tits in their faces. She must've known better than to act that way in a bar full of sex-starved Marines. She started to say something again, but I smacked her hard on the ass, "Shut the fuck up you fuckin' little tease," I yelled, "There will be plenty of opportunity to scream later when I'm fucking your ass!" The guys egged me on. "What do you think guys?" I called out to the over eager soldiers, "Do you think she wants it?" My question was met with a cheerful enthusiastic chorus of agreement. I reached my fingers down to her slit to test the proverbial waters. She was wet, no doubt about it. I forcefully finger fucked her hole, priming her, while I spoke to the boys, "She's really wet. Do you think I should give it to her?" I asked them. "Yeah, man," said one guy. "Let's see if the cunt can handle Marine cock," said another. Most of the guys were shedding their shirts and had taken their stiffening boners out of their pants, beginning to stroke them with their pre-cum. I pulled my shirt off of my sweaty frame, and brought my aching boner back to where it really belonged. Moving my throbbing prick back to the crack of her ass, I sought the opening of her pussy. I used my finger to locate the taut crack. She was so wet. I lifted my finger back to take a taste of her sweet juices. I moved my dick into position and pushed my enormous mushroom head between the lips of her slit, allowing her vaginal walls to adjust slowly to my girth. I could feel just in that first inch how snug her box was. Slowly I moved in another few inches, indifferent to the cheers of the men around me, encouraging me in my exploration. As though her pussy was a velvet glove, I slipped in deeper and deeper in steady thrusts, savoring the contractions of her muscles against my steel shaft. On the last thrust my rock-solid member entered her to the hilt and I began rhythmically moving in and out, seeking maximum penetration on every thrust. "Do you like that whore?" I asked her. She had no opportunity to answer me back because Murphy had already moved to her head and grabbing her by the hair yanked her head back so that he could push himself inside her pouting mouth. His prick moved in and out in long strokes - fucking her face. It briefly occurred to me that maybe one of the women who had been in the bar before this started might try and make a fuss, but they had left alone or with a Marine. Even in my sexual stupor I knew that there was no one to help - we were the law in this little part of the third world country we were in and no one cared. As for the Marines, there were at least two MPs and maybe three officers in the bar waiting their turn at this girl. She didn't have a snowflake's chance in hell of help. She had grabbed my hard-on at the bar and asked me if I was man enough to fuck her.

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