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Her parents had always taught her to be a good girl: Love her country,
don't stay out late, do her homework.  Truth be told, she hadn't even
kissed a guy, and here she was joining the navy.  Just thinking about all
those hot guys got her excited.  She didn't know how she was going to
handle it.

   It started in the line up at the recruiting office.  She was one of only
a few girls heading out.  As they lined up for the bus, there was a little
pushing and shoving.  The guy who worked his way in front of her was the
biggest of the bunch.  He flashed her a million-dollar smile.  She didn't
even mind it when the guys behind her ended up jostling her into him.  Her
entire body pressed up against him, and she could feel his muscular back
through the thin cotton of their shirts.  She flushed with embarrassment.
The guys behind her noticed her reaction and took it as a good sign.  They
started pushing into her every chance they could get.  She was too
embarrassed to say anything which made them even more daring.

   When they climbed on the bus, she tried sitting up front close to the
sergeant, but the boys kept pushing and shoving her till she ended up in a
seat in the back.  She was really hot now, and it didn't help that she was
squeezed in between two big guys.

   The other guys kept looking back her way waiting for something to
happen. She noticed her shorts had started to ride up and her shirt was
soaked through with sweat, clinging to her body.  The guys were checking
her out.  It was disgusting.  They were staring at her legs.  Their eyes
wandering to her chest and her crotch.  Some of them even had girlfriends.
A couple, more than a couple, were getting hard-ons.

   The guy next to her rested his hand on his crotch and started rubbing
himself til he looked like he was going to explode.  The other guy kept
jostling her with his arm.  He brushed against her boobs.  Her nipples
started showing.  She couldn't help it.  She was confused.  She tried
pulling her shorts down, but it didn't help.  The guys kept brushing up
against her legs and her breasts, pretending they were just talking to each
other.

   Now that they were on the highway, more guys started to get up and
gather in the back.  They asked her what she liked.  If she had a
boyfriend. Distracted her from all the guys, her growing unease.  She tried
to get up, but there were too many guys huddled around her.  She
accidentally touched a guy, and he gave her a dirty grin.  She wanted to
cry.  One of the guys had positioned his foot between her legs.  He kept
inching his leg up further and further till she could feel his leg wedged
between her inner thighs.  She was in shock.  She'd never felt so helpless.

   She needed to pee, but they wouldn't let her up.  She squeezed her legs
together as best she could to keep from wetting herself, but it gave him
the wrong idea.  Thought she was into it, but she wasn't.  She wasn't into
it at all.  It's just that she really needed to pee, and these guys were
all over her.  Rubbing her legs, her arms, her breasts, even between her
legs.  And they all had big bulges in their pants.  Even the big guy with
the big smile.  He was so big.  She couldn't help looking and he caught her
looking and it made her so ashamed.  She felt so dirty.  And these guys
were just like all those boys in her school who used to drool over the
cheerleaders, only now they were all around her and looking at her and one
of them grabbed her hand and started moving it up and down his cock.

   And then she didn't care anymore.  She didn't care about being good. 
She didn't care what her dad thought.  She started moving up and down,
pushing against the man's leg.  Slow at first, but faster.  Another guy
grabbed her tits and started twisting her nipples.  She saw a guy unbuckle
his pants.  She shook her head, but he grabbed her head and she gave in
completely.  She let them user her like a rag doll.  She let them do
whatever they wanted.  They held her down and covered her mouth.  She
opened her legs wide.  She was so bad.  They couldn't believe how much she
wanted it.  They couldn't believe how hungry she was.  The guy with the big
smile was her first.  She wanted it that way.  At first it hurt so much. 
But she deserved it.  She was so bad.  She deserved to be hurt.  And then
all the men.  They used her.  Grabbed her hips and pushed into her.  They
didn't care.  They wanted her.  They gave it to her, and she was so spent
that she could barely cry out when the spasms wracked her body and the
pleasure she felt made teh guilt and shame even more intense.

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