Welcome to my fic. I'm going to keep this nice and short for everyone here. I haven't uploaded in a long, long time (almost two years now) and I have a new account. I wrote this up and decided to upload it. It's not quiet perfect but I don't care that much yet, maybe if this gets some good responses. Yes I will probably continue this.
Ela gritted her teeth as she pushed one last time. Finishing the last rep in her set he dropped the barbell with a heavy thud. Wiping sweat from her forehead she breathed heavily. Glancing around the empty gym she stretched her aching neck muscles. It was well past hours at base, with herself doing deadlifts in the gym. As per usual.
"Someday…" She muttered to herself.
Truth be told she wasn't a very outgoing character, nor a particularly well conversed one. Most of her daily interactions with the other operators consisted of short simple replies only a few words long. She preferred to keep to herself for the most part, actively avoiding conversation whenever possible. Whether this was because she never developed proper social skills due to being raised in a military school and without a family, or just because she was naturally introverted isn't entirely clear. One thing that is however, is that she is lonely.
Now being Polish she was of course a devout catholic. She didn't look kindly upon sex outside of marriage, but at this point she had little other option. Her career choices made settling down a near impossibility unless she found someone soon. Perhaps by some miracle of god, a strong muscle bound man could just appear out of no where ready to take her up in his arms and kiss her.
"I wish." She grunted.
Pulling a few more reps in sumo she finished her final set and started packing up.
Walking out of the weight room I went off to the "CQC Training Facility". In reality it was little more than a padded room with a few punching bags in it. Rainbow always goes the full mile after all. No one was ever up at this time aside from Jackal, who just seemed to never sleep at all. But he was usually found in the canteen eating something so she had nothing to worry about. Wrapping my hands up in gauze I threw a few experimental punches before stepping inside the padded room. To my surprise one of the GSG9 operators, 'Bits' if I recalled correctly was inside training.
"Okay Elias, you can do zis…"
The German, seemingly unaware of my presence proceeded to start crouch walking forwards, before suddenly launching himself from the ground. He jetted forwards before-
CRASH.
"Ah scheiße…"
Giggling at the site of the German laying face down against the padded floor, I couldn't help herself but laugh. It was rather endearing to watch the German try to do, well whatever it was he was doing. The German glanced up.
"Why hello there, 'Ela' was it?" The German said rubbing his face as he did so.
I nodded sheepishly.
"Name and code name, you're 'Bits' or something right?"
The German laughed.
"No no, Blitz as in lighting. You know? Because I'm like a bolt of lightning to my foes?"
Nodding in vague understanding I contemplated my options. I didn't really want to train with someone else, so it was best just to leave and go train twice as hard tomorrow. Before I could formulate plan past this 'Blitz' began to speak.
"Since you're here why don't you spar with me a little? I've been dying to get a little CQC in after Sledge fractured my arm, again. Name's Elias by the way." The German said as he began stripping down his armour.
Floundering the Pole tried to stammer out an explanation but ultimately decided to go along with the German's wishes and just endure it. After all when was the last time a Pole trusting a German ever went wrong?
"So… What do you want to do exactly?" I coughed out.
Feeling a little awkward at the fact I was standing there in nothing but a sports bra and a pair of yoga pants I rubbed my palms together. I didn't really expect to meet anyone today so I had opted for my tight black sports bra and matching leggings. On one hand they look really good on me, on the other hand "they're not the most modest" as my mother would have said.
"Nothing much, just a standard spar. I haven't zeen you around here and I want to see how good you were." He grinned.
His helmet and body armour now off I finally got a good look at him. Wearing nothing but a tank top and jeans my eyes widened. The man was dense, with thick strong arms and round shoulders to boot. His back was broad enough to be clearly seen from the front, and his traps similarly so. Flushing red I glanced down at the floor and coughed.
"Ready?" I asked.
Against a bigger and stronger male the tactic was always the same, try to hit hard and fast and go for the take down. And whatever you do don't get hit and don't get grappled.
"Of course." He said while taking up an unusual stance.
The man stood 10 paces from me with his forearm raised like a shield. Nodding I had no time to react as he suddenly charged forward with an impressive burst of speed. Barely side stepping in time I ducked away from a hay maker. Whipping back to my feet I bounced back and forth with my fists out.
"Good." He said as he narrowed his eyes.
Darting forward I threw a fist that got instantly slapped away by his open palm. Throwing a round house he aimed for her head, which I proceeded to dutifully duck under. Twisting I threw several quick jabs into his side and dodged back. German barely even flinched as my fists slapped against his flesh.
"You're good." I say between breaths.
The German didn't verbally respond before rushing forward once again. Dodging to the left I wasn't ready for when he suddenly changed course and wrapped his arms around me in a bear hug. Twisting I slid down in his grip before lashing out with all my strength and flipping both of us over. Rolling with the throw he spun around so I was now facing away from him with his forearms wrapped around me in a bear hug. Struggling he began to squeeze around my chest.
"Grrr…"
He dropped a knee as he tried to hold onto me in his ever increasing grip. Wrapping a muscular forearm around my throat I suddenly realised my situation. There was no where to run. I couldn't out muscle him, my only hope was to wait for him to get bored or play dirty.
"Give up?" The man said through clenched teeth.
Leaning back I felt something twitch against the back of my thigh. Maybe it was a hand? No, both were in front of me. A weapon? No he's not wearing anything cable of concealing a blade. Then what could-
Oh, yeah.
I suddenly felt hot. Really hot. Burning hot. I was suddenly aware of just how tight the grip around my throat was, and how my thigh was resting between the man's legs. Or how one arm was wrapped around my breasts and squeezing into their soft flesh. It twitched again against my thigh, this time more intensely.
"Give up." The man said with hidden tone of urgency in his voice.
My brain was screaming for me to do as the man said and end this clearly awkward situation. He was clearly deeply embarrassed and wanted nothing more than to end the grapple and simply forget this never happened. But some strange part inside me said no.
"Or what?" I said mischievously.
Shifting I rubbed the soft part of my leggings up between his legs just enough to look like an accident. His grip wavered as his member unconsciously stiffened at contact. Rubbing again, more intentionally this time I felt it harden against my thigh. The German froze, unsure of what to do. He couldn't think straight, and nor could she. I burning hot and wanted to do something. I pressed my throat into his grip, enjoying it for some reason and continued massaging his member with my rump. Seemingly snapping out of it Elias relaxed and tried to stand up.
"NO!" I grabbed at his arms stopping him In his place.
Eyes widening in shock of my own reaction I scrambled for words. Turning crimson red I felt his hot breath against my neck. Taking a deep breath I swallowed my pride and spoke from the heart.
"D-don't stop Elias, I was enjoying it…"
The German paused for a pregnant second. For a moment I was in terror at the thought he was just going to stand up and leave. But after a second he brought his chin down and rested it in the nook of my shoulder.
"You want… to continue?" He whispered slowly.
Shivering as the hairs on my neck stood up I nodded against his chest. He seemed to get the message. Slowly his bulge pressed up against her and I felt its nauseating warmth again. He was all consuming to her, he had dominated her and now I wanted him to properly finish the job. Pressing her neck against his arms I gulped.
"E-Elias, please continue, like b-before." I stuttered out teeth chattering In sheer excitement.
"Do you like it rough, Ela?" The man spoke in an even tone.
The way he pronounced my name like no one ever had made me start burning in my core. No one had ever said my name in a positive light, let alone like this. Closing my eyes and scrunching up my face I spoke.
"I want you to dominate me."
Elias's forearms began to wrap around my neck. Snaking an arm up under I grabbed at his bulging bicep and let out a light moan. He was so big and strong. I wanted- no I needed him inside me.
"I w-want to see it." I stuttered out heart fluttering.
He shifted. Suddenly the German hefted me into the air and threw me against the padded wall. Looking up in surprise I saw the larger man looming above with a clenched jaw. Usually I would have stood up and started throwing punches in such a situation. But some instinct deep down inside me prevented such a response. Pressing myself up against the wall I made myself appear small.
"Shut up Bitch I will do the talking here, understood?" He growled.
Nodding I locked my pleading eyes against his own steely ones. Bending down he began to pull at my sports bra. Sensing what he wanted- no, demanded of me I pulled it off over my head. My breath hitched as my milky white nipples were exposed to the cool air, and more importantly his prying eyes. For a few seconds no one moved or said anything. I was utterly terrified he would reject me or simply be disappointed. Instead he nodded to my tight fitting yoga pants.
"Everything." He uttered.
Not waiting for anything I peeled off those ever tight leggings, leaving myself sitting all but naked aside from my light blue panties. Realising how weird the situation was I glanced at the door. I was sitting almost naked against the wall as Elias loomed over me with his bulge pressing against his jeans. If anyone were to walk in they would be in for a bit of a shock. Lord almighty I would not be walking off that one any time soon..
"The door?" I whispered softly.
Moving over to my left he closed it slowly before turning back around to face me. Standing a few metres away from me he cleared his throat.
"Stand." He spoke coolly.
Pausing for a second I stood.
"Arms by your side." He spoke, starting to circle around me slowly.
My heart was racing. My chest was rapidly rising and falling. No one had ever done this to me before. He circled around behind me where I couldn't see him.
SMACK
Yelping I snapped straight as he slapped his palm against my butt.
"Impressive…" He spoke as he admired my rump.
Turning scarlet red I wasn't ready for when he suddenly grabbed me from behind and pressed his member between my thighs. Glancing down I saw how his penis fit the gap between my thighs nicely. Pressing his hips up against my rear his penis slid back and forth beneath me. I started to ache for the feeling of his cock inside me.
"P-please Elias." I moaned.
He paused.
"Beg." He whispered.
I went silent.
"Beg." He growled.
Trembling I felt him massage my thighs from behind. Fluid dripped from my groin as I trembled before him. Suddenly he wrapped a hand around in my hair and jerked my head backwards.
"Please fuck my tight dripping hole Elias I beg you!" I almost screamed out.
Pushing my head down he forced me to bend over against the padded walk.
"Butt out." He growled.
Feeling incredibly vulnerable I pressed my rear out as far as humanly possible and moaned as he experimentally spread my cheeks with his hands. A moment later his tip pressed against my dripping flower.
"Please." I moaned in the most feminine voice I could consciously manifest.
With a sudden thrust he slammed his hips against me forcing himself inside her. Moaning in unison the two stood connected. Elias shaft lay thrusted in my slickness as I clamped down around him. After a few seconds of ecstasy he started to pound.
"F-fuck you are tight Ela." He muttered in surprise.
Grinning like an idiot I felt oddly proud of my behind all of a sudden. My pussy was in pristine condition after all, I always kept good care of it. My thought process was broken however when his slick rod slid back and suddenly rammed forward again almost making my legs crumple beneath me. Wrapping both hands around my throat he continued in his rut.
"Fuck my tight little hole!" I half screamed, half moaned.
Falling forward I placed my palms on the floor. Elias didn't seem to notice at all and simply continued doing what he was doing. Slamming his length back and forth he punished my behind with a few vicious spanks, leaving deep red marks on my rump. Pushing at the back of my knees with a foot I dropped to the floor with a rather impressive jiggle, as he repositioned himself and continued. Now in a proper doggy-style we both moaned in unison.
"Fuck aren't you just the cutest little thing eh?" He grinned.
I bit my lip as my head lolled forward. My whole body shook with each slap against my jiggly rear. I felt myself getting close now. The man behind me started to increase his pace.
"Elias I-I think I'm going to…" I tried to speak.
Elias pushed himself deeper and deeper, pressing himself against my insides with each thrust. As my orgasm neared I felt the muscles in my core begin to tighten around his shaft. Elias began to shake as he swung forward with one final effort, slapping his balls against my mound. His balls clenched as he pumped his seed inside me while I convulsed on the floor barely conscious. After 10 seconds of silence I slid forth off his shaft and slumped onto the floor limp, cum spilling out onto the floor.
"We… We should get cleaned up." The German laughed.
I was silent as I lay there buck naked on the floor mumbling something into the padding. I felt light headed, made near delirious by sex. My eyes began to droop as my need to sleep hit all at once. I had been up for who knows how long, all I wanted now was a good night's rest. The last thing I saw was Elias taking me up in his arms and collecting up our clothing.
"Sleep tight little Ela." He leaned in and pecked the sleeping beauty on her forehead.
Yes I did leave this on a cute little cliff hanger. Tell me what you think and I'll continue this. Until then have a good one.