G.I. Joe - The New Guy ((Open))

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Scarlett walked through the underground hide out, her head down, looking through the large file she had in her arms. Around her, she could hear the sounds of people talking, keyboards keys clicking, and the heavy pants coming from the few men that were walking out of the training room. A man walked past her, wearing nothing but a pair of black sweat pants and a towel, which he had draped around his neck. With lightning quickness, her hand shot out and grabbed his forearm, feeling the sweat that covered him as she stopped him. "Agent Doligan, l need you to go back into the training room and clear it out for me. We have a new recruit coming in and l'll be needing it in a few." She told him as she tore her eyes away from the files and looked up at him.

Agent Doligan looked down at her, a grin forming on his lips. "Anything for you." Doligan 's been with the agency for about two and a half years and he's been very good. Only problem was that he couldn't take a hint. Sure, he was cute with a buzz cut, keeping his blonde hair short and then there was his smokey blue eyes. Then he had that body that tied it all together. A 6'0'' frame, covered with bulging muscles, and a few tattoos that covered his arms.

Only problem with him though was that he tried waaay to hard. She was a girl that was more into the chase then just getting things handed to her. He moved the arm that she had grabbed and let his hand run over the front of her tight, form fitting green suit, over her tummy. Slowly, his hand moved upwards. Even in front of a whole crowd of people, he tried to get some. A grin crossed the redheads face and with a quickness he couldn't match, she moved her hand away from his forearm, grabbing his wrist instead. Scarlett twisted his arm behind his back, trapping ina rather uncomfortable position. "Not now. Not ever." she whispered before she kicked out his leg by kneeing the back of his leg. He fell down with a grunt and she released him. "Hurry, the new recruits will be here any minute now." She told him as she walked away, leaving him on the ground. He wouldn't be there long though. She'd give him a hour, maybe two before he was back, giving her some cheesy pick up line.

Actually, that could come in handy. Not the pick up line, but him. If she was still checking to see how well the recruit fought, she'd be able to use Doligan as a explain! She closed the file she was reading up and the main doors opened up, showing off the new recruit and Agent Reede. Reede had her long, dark brown hair pulled up in a tight pony tail, keeping hair out of her face. She wore a tight, dark purple blouse and a pair of clinging black pants, all of which showed off her well tones and curvy figure.

"This way, sir." Reede said to him as she walked out of the elevator, over to Scarlett. "This is Scarlett. For the next week, she'll be your trainer. Everything she says, you'll have to do. No questions asked... Unless you want to face the harsh consequences." Reede stopped in front of her. "He already know his sleeping arrangements and he's dropped off his things. The rest is up to you, have fun." She winked at her before turning and walking away, getting back to work.

Scarlett watched her go before looking at the man, putting her hands behind her back, pushing her large breasts out as she did. "You ready?"
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l need a male to play the new recruit. If your interested or have any questions, just pm me!!!
 
"Yes ma'am, Captain Roger Wilkinson British Army reporting for training."
He snapped to attention and saluted.
His eyes respectfully not venturing lower than her forehead. It was a professional thing to do, looking into the eyes of ones superior, who this lovely training officer obviously was, would be considered rude. And lowering his gaze would also be disrespectful especially as it would be considered leering at her attractive body.
He continued to stand bolt upright, his brown army issue t-shirt stretched tight across his muscular chest and taut stomach. The fatigue trousers he wore were reasonably baggy which he was thankful for.
"I survived Arctic training and Desert Survival camp, I am sure I can survive anything the famed Scarlett Joe can throw at me."
His handsome dark haired face managed a slight smile, and he lowered his piercing blue eyes slightly to look into hers.
"Yes ma'am ready to obey your every wish and command."
 
She watched him, a brow raised as she watched this man salute. This was actually, pretty amusing to her. Sure, this wasn't the first time she was assigned to train a newby, but Mr. Wilkinson would have to be the first to look at her face and not run over her skin tight suit. Normally, that was the first thing they looked at. She knew her reputation. Not only was she able to kick ass when needed, but she was also able to give a man a nice hard on with a simple glance.

"You talk a big game," She told him as she allowed her eyes to run over him, taking in his body. He looked like the type that would be able would be able to handle himself, but she knew better then anyone, you should never judge a book by it's cover. Hell, a bunch of people judged her and they always ended on the ground, unconscious. Her eyes moved back to his face. "Let's see if you can back that up." She turned on her heel, "Follow me, please."

She headed towards the training room, passing Doligan as she did. "So this is the new guy." He crossed his arms over his chest as he leaned against the wall. His eyes moved away from her over to Roger. "I'd be careful when your alone with her," he grinned and his eyes flashed back to Scarlett, "she's a animal."

Scarlett rolled her eyes at the comment, "Yeah, because you know that." She looked back at Roger. "Ignore him. He doesn't know what he's talking about. l didn't train him." She told him as they passed him. She opened the door and walked into the training room. The room was filled with a number of different things. Weights, punching bags, a number of different machines. Though, she headed for the large mats that laid on the ground. "Alright. Before l can train you, l need to know what you can do." Scarlett walked onto the mat and turned to him. "l want you to attack."
 
"Well, I am sure he meant your fighting style and not anything else," he said with a grin. "Even across the sea the Scarlett Seductress' martial arts skills are legendary."
He stopped at the edge of the mats and studied her. His eyes following a lazy trail up her body, pausing at the curve of her hips, swell of her breasts and fullness of her lips.
Now he was in a dojo, all decorum was gone. She was no longer a superior but an opponent to best.
"And it looks as if that description is apt, your body subtly hides the true nature of its deadliness."
He swiftly reached up and slipped his shirt off, revealing the muscular frame it hardly managed to hide.
"Not going to give you an extra advantage of having my shirt as a handhold."
He also figured that Scarlett was confident in herself, she wouldn't expect him to be polite and play by the rules.
So before he had even finished his last sentence he tossed his shirt at her, intending to distract long enough to get in close. His athletic body followed soon after thinking to see if a quick burst and brute strength would give him the advantage.
 
She placed her hands on her hips, a grin on her face as she watched him slid his shirt off, revealing his well formed body. "You'd think l'd honestly do something as dirty as grabbing your shirt?" she asked sarcastically. When he threw the shirt, she reached up to grab it, barely caughting him charging at her.

With a lightning quickness, she forgot about his shirt and went after him. She moved to the side and her hand reached for him. her arm went around the back of his neck, trapping him asshe stepped behind him and held him tight, pushing her breasts against his back. "That was a dirty trick." She told him before she pushing him away. "But l respect you for that. No ones ever tried something like before with me." she walked around him a circle, looking down at him.

"Actually, your the first person to attack first as well... or at least try to attack."
 
"Well I am glad you appreciated my efforts, even if they were in vain."
He smiled, "or was it?"
He circled with her, keeping his eyes on hers to see if she chose to strike.
"I know now that you are not easily distracted, unlike your agent Reede who insisted I change shirt three times before saying that that one," he pointed to the shirt lying on the mat, "was appropriate."
"Secondly I know your strength, and though impressive for a girl, you know it is no match for me, that is why you didn't hold me in that grip too long, knowing I would use my strength to reverse the situation."
He feinted an attack, "lastly I know you are not used to men not being intimidated by you, that is why they do not attack first."
As quick as an arrow he lunged for her, reaching for her hand but at the last second he changed direction and grabbed her sleeve. The sleeve wasn't lose enough for a proper hold but it did put her an inch off balance and give him a change to get behind her.
Wrapping his arms around her in a strong bear hug.
"Oh I am not beyond dirty tricks to get the upper hand."
He pulled her close and whispered in her ear.
"I also suspect you are not used to men ignoring your obvious womanly charms, but I am here to train and am focussed solely on that and not the luscious curves of my opponent."
He lifted her off the ground to stop her getting any leverage, but still doubted he would hold her long.
 
Scarlett gasped as she was grabbed from behind, having his hands wrap around her body and hold her tight. "What the hell? lt usually took someone so much longer to grab her. Like after they've been fighting for a while. She allowed him to hold her for a moment, taken back a bit and at the same time wanting to see what he said. "So, your saying my body isn't good enough to distract you?" she asked him as a grin formed on her face. "To bad, l was hoping l could take it easy on you."

After shensaid this, she moved her head forward before slamming it back, hitting his face with the back of her head, hard enough to make his hold on her loose. Scarlett pushed his arms away from her, before she raised her elbow and also, slammed it back, hitting him square in the chest, sending him back a bit. Before he had time to recover, the busty redhead turned to him, ducking down, and kicked his legs from under him, effectively making him fall on his back on the mat.

She was on him in 5 seconds. Her legs were on either side of his waist as she sat on his lower stomach. His hands were forced over his head, which she held down, keeping him from getting up to easily. Scarlett moved down so her mouth was next to his ear. "But, it's okay. l like getting rough sometimes." she whispered before she gentle kissed his ear lobe.
 
He couldn't help smiling.
Smiling that for a brief moment he had gotten the best of her. He had never doubted it would only be a brief moment, but for that brief moment he had shown her what he could do. As a Royal Marine he had undergone some of the toughest training known to man. He had also been trained by some of the finest martial arts sensei's in the world, but even that he knew would never be enough to get the better of his instructor for any length of time. She was trained by the best. But she had asked him to show her what he had, and he had. He had shown her he was fast, strong and focussed, with decent training. He had also confirmed, as she no doubt suspected, that he wasn't anywhere near as good as her.
He also smiled because he was well aware of the curves of his beautiful instructor, and that he had already probably got further than Doligan ever had with her.
"Oh I never said your body wasn't distracting, I mean you are definitely shaggable."
He shifted as much as she would allow him, trying to get her lower body more strategically placed over his groin area.
"If we were strangers in a night club...." he grinned, "but here in training I am focussed on one thing."
 
"Shaggable?" She asked with a laugh. "It's been quite sometime since a man's said that to me.... or a women." She felt him move under her, making her slid down him a bit, so she could feel something pressing hard against her suit. At his next sentence, her face turned to one of disappointment. "Aww and l thought you were pretty good, now your telling me you can only really focus on one thing?"

She slowly released her hold on his hands, allowing them to slowly move down, over his bare chest. "Are you sure there's not at least one other thing going through that mind of yours?" She asked him as her hand travelled down his chest, to his pants. "I've been thinking of not only pinning you to the mat, but a few other things as well."

Before he could answer, she stood up and moved from over him. "Alright, come on." She motioned him with her right hand as she bent over a bit, showing off her impressive cleavage. "You don't get to relax yet. Your not allowed to leave this room until your panting and sweaty."
 
Man or woman he thought. So maybe that is what Reede meant earlier.
He continued to lie there, savouring the view with a grin.
"Well I am finding it very easy to focus on two rather large things now."
He relaxed back and put his hands behind his head, as if without a care in the world.
"I tell you what, why don't we make this interesting. Each time one of us pins the other, the loser has to remove an item of clothing."
He grinned.
"I can see from this view, you don't have a bra on, so that makes it two items of clothing each, till the loser is naked."
He did not even wait for her to rely before suddenly rolling across the floor and sweeping her legs from under her. He swiftly sprang on top of her as she had held him down only a few moments earlier.
Leaning down he whispered in her ear, "that makes it one to me."
He then used the opportunity to kiss her neck, gently sucking the flesh into his mouth.
 
She laughed a bit and shook her head. "l guess you are able to think of to thinks at once." She agreed as he told her about the game. When he mentioned her lack of a bra, she looked down at herself, seeing she was in fact showing a lot of cleavage, making it obvious she didn't have on a bra. Takingnher eyes off him wasn't the smartest thing in the world to do.

With a small cry, she fell on her bavk on the mat before he was on her. She tilted her head slightly as he whispered in her ear, holding back a growl as he did. When his mouth moved to her throat, she took this as her moment to strike. She moved her legs up and wrapped them around his waist before using her stretch to flip him over her.

She rolled with with until his back was on the ground and she was once again, straddling him. "Ditto." She moved her hands down to her boots and pulled the zipper down before tugging them off. Then doing the same to her socks, throwing them into a corner. Scarlett moved her hands back, placing one on his thigh, while the other rested on her crotch. She looked down at him, as if she wasn't doing anything wrong. "You know, your better at this them l thought."
 
He looked up at her admiring the view.
"You know you are very agile, I think you would make an excellent sex bunny."
He grinned
"Well I guess that puts us even again, though I can't get to my boots in this position."
He ran his hands up the side of her green jump suit to stop just below her breasts.
"Your lovely body suit against my packed fatigues."
His hands moved down again to grab one butt cheek in each one.
"What say you we make the final pin is the winner, loser has to strip and pay a forfeit."
 
She grinned and rubbed her hand over his covered dick before standing up off him. "Sounds hot." she told him as she walked away, allowing her hips to swing seductively as she did. "l've been windering what the rest of you looked like since your arms wrapped around my body." she told him, looking over her shoulder, a grin on her face.

"Remember, you can't hold back on me," she turned to face him and her left hand went up and played with the zipper that held her outfit shut. "Not if you want this, to come off." She added with a playful wink.

Scarlett slowly started to circle him again, waiting for him to strike. "Come on big boy. Show me what you got." She teased him, grinning wickedly as she did.
 
"Big boy is very apt, my willy is so thick there is hardly a woman who can take it for long."
He grinned as he took off his boots and socks.
"Now we are on an even footing," he said when he was finished.
He stood up a big grin on his face.
"When I win I am going to make you eat Agent Reede's pussy while I pound you from behind, only stopping when she orgasms."
He watched her carefully as she circled him.
"So you want to see what I look like?"
He reached down and started to undo his fatigues, hoping she didn't use while he was distracted to attack.
Lets see if my big cock distracts her as much as her tits distract others, he thought.
 
Scarlett moaned as if the idea of having his cock slam inside her while she licked off Reede turned her on... Not that it didn't. "Then l guess you wont be fucking me long," she grinned. "Agent Reede never last very long after l start licking her twat." She told him with a wink. As his hand moved down to his pants, she actually froze for a moment. Sure, this guy had balls, but there was no way he was going to show her his cock, not without getting something in return.

She knew instantly that he was trying to distract her, but she wasn't going to allow him too get her off so easy. No, if she was going to see his cock, it would because one of them was on the floor! "l'd love to see what you look like," she told him, grinning. She moved quickly and slipped her hands into his pants, before kicking his legs out. His body started to go down towards the ground, but she wasn't done playing. Not just yet.

Before he hit the floor, she tugged at his pants, slowing his fall so he could catch himself. With a giggle, she moved her hand and backed away from him. "I'll admit, though, l am very interested to see if your telling the truth about that cock of yours." As she said this, her hand moved up to her suit and she pulled the zipper to her suit down, lower, stopping only at the middle of her breasts, showing off her creamy skin. "By the way, l'm not going to fall for my own trick. Try harder."
 
He almost fell for her distraction, if she was intending one.
"Nice tits, I am going to enjoy fucking them and cumming all over your face."
Carefully he watched her, figuring out the best way to get the upper hand.
"Hmm so you like eating the pussy do you, maybe I have a better plan. When I win, I will send you on a mission to capture the Baroness, and you can go down on her while I fuck you deep and hard. I doubt the Cobra operative will give you the satisfaction of making her orgasm, so it will be
a long hard pounding for you."
He thought he sensed a moments hesitation from her at the mention of the Baroness and he used it to pounce.
Grabbing her body suit where it hung open over her breasts he spun her around and got behind her. Yanking the suit down off her shoulders he managed to pin her arms slightly.
Holding her with one arm, his cock pressing firmly into her back he unzipped her to just below the naval. Placing his free hand on her stomach he slowly slid it down. It was a test of will, he knew she could easily escape because he wasn't holding her firmly.
 
"I like sucking cock a lot more," she teased him as he told her what he would make her do. Of course it made her hesitate. She didn't think that thought would pop into his mind. Of course, he was lying though. He had to know no matter the bet, he couldn't make her go on a single mission to capture Baroness. It was a smart plan though. No matter how good she was with her tongue, Scarlett would have to lick her pussy for a while.

Once he had pinned her, she leaned back against his body, enjoyunb the bulge pressing against her, even as she thought, "l really need to stop hesitating around this man." As his hand traveled down her exposed skin, she tilted her head back. "Unless your planning on tearing my suit off, l'd stop. There's no way your hand can go any lower inside this suit." She told him, panting slightly as she did. "I wouldn't fight much." She added in a whispered, rubbing herself against him as she did this. Scarlett stayed there for a moment, enjoying his touch before she raised her foot and slammed it down on his.

Sure, it wasn't the best technique in the world, but she wasn't trying to hurt him. Not if she wanted to play with him later. Besides, his grip did lossen enough for her to duck down and out away from his arms. There was plenty of time to teach this man who was boss. She turned to face him and drapped her arms around his neck. "That didn't seem like you were trying to pin me. You know, l think your just all talk." she teased him as she pressed herself against him, letting him feel the swells of hrr breasts. "You know, if l win, l'm not going to let you fuck me. l wont even let you get off. l'll force you to watch while me and Agent Reede screw each other." she grinned.

"Think you can handle having your 'moster' pressing up against your pants, begging for relief for a few hours?"
 
"You think you can handle not letting it spread your pussy?"
He grabbed her ass and pulled her tight against him.
"Well at least it would be Agent Reede and not a male Joe. Not sure if I could stand watching you screw one of those wankers like Duke." He actually didn't mind the guy Joe's. Those he had met had been good to him, but he really didn't think he could stand watching her screw another man.
He ground his groin against her so she could feel him.
"What say we call a truce for a little while, so I can savour the feel of your tits against my chest and you can savour my dick."
 
She smiled at him as he mentioned the male Joe's. "I maybe cruel at time, but l'm not heartless. I wouldn't force you to watch that... Unless you found a way to really get on my bad side. Right now though, you seem to be pretty high up on my nice list, which, isn't very long l might add." She told him as he fingers moved up from his neck to run over his hair.

Scarlett held back a moan as his hips ground against her owe. From inside her suit, she could feel her pussy start to dampen, but tried to make sure he didn't see the effects he had on her. She didn't need him using them as a weapon against her. "Truce?" She looked up at him, seeming to be thinking about what to say until she finally nodded.

"We can call it a truce if you'd like, but l expect you to be twice as good l say to attack me. I expect you to make me drop to the mat at a lot more." She added with a mischievous grin.
 
He kneaded her ass, all the while pressing his groin into her. Although she could definitely feel it, it was still held quite restricted within his underwear.
"So what would I need to do to get to the top of your nice list?"
Using his hands on her hips, his fingers spread across her cheeks, he tried to lift her up into the air.
 
"So what would I need to do to get to the top of your nice list?"

Scarlett tilted her head up and pretended to think about what he said. When he lifted her up, she wrapped her legs around his waist. "Oh, I have a great idea." she looked at him. Their face only inches apart. "You want to get to the top of my list," she brushed her lips over his, "You have to make me scream."

As she said this, she ground her hips against him, rubbing her covered pussy against his cock. "You do that, and you'll be highest guy on my list so far. That's a real honor."
 
"Oh no one told me there would be an oral test."

He tilted over falling to the floor, but catching them with his hand on the mat just inched from the ground.

"But if I have to best I begin."

He ground his cock against her pussy as he looked at her licking his lips.
 
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