I shouldn't have been surprised that Jan was a slut. I mean I first saw her at a party and she was being screwed by two of my shipmates. I was in the Navy then, stationed at the Naval Air Station in Jacksonville Florida.

It was at a division party and I accidentally wandered into the bedroom they were using. I remember being struck dumb and immobile. I stood quietly and watched her being serviced by the two men. At first one of them, I don't remember his name, was behind her while she sucked the second guy's cock.

After a while, they both got in her. One man, a rather large gunner's mate second class, lay on his back and she mounted him facing away with his cock in her ass. The second man, a corpsman, I think, entered her pussy and made a sandwich out of her. I remember she was quite vocal while they did her.

That was the first time I was ever just a spectator and I watched them for a long time until it became uncomfortable being just a voyeur. I quietly slipped out while she loudly encouraged them to fuck her harder and deeper.

I didn't run across her again for several weeks. That happened at a beach party down the coast at Atlantic Beach. On that occasion, Jan was with a newly crowned chief petty officer. I suspect that was the reason for the party, but none of us needed much of a reason to party. The opening of a pack of cigarettes was reason enough.

Jan was easy to spot because she was a stunning beauty wearing a tiny fire engine red bikini. Easy to spot and easy on the eye. I was certain she didn't recognize me because she was very drunk and very busy the last time I saw her.

I was a little surprised that she was with our newest chief petty officer because Chief James Howard was married and his wife was in Jax with him. I didn't find out until a little later that Jan was Chief Howard's sister.

After learning that bit of news, I moved in to get better acquainted with the lovely Jan Howard. I carefully maneuvered her away from the other randy studs and her watchful big brother. I moved her farther down the beach and installed her on the blanket I brought. I also made sure I carried plenty of beer with me so that I wouldn't have to leave her alone. I was well aware some of the guys were hovering around like buzzards just waiting for an opportunity to swoop in and carry her away.

As we became better acquainted and somewhat more inebriated I learned she was a student at Jacksonville College. I learned that she was living with her brother and sister-in-law and that the sister-in-law didn't like Jan. It was much later I discovered why Chief Howard's wife didn't like Jan, but more about that later. I found out that Jan was nineteen and that her parents were separated.

I and a friend had moved off base into an apartment right after I made second class petty officer and we could afford it. That was all well and good, but my roommate got transferred and left me with rent too high for me to comfortably afford. I was desperately trying to find someone to move in and help me pay my rent.

Somehow that came up during the time Jan and I were getting to know one another. She became interested in my plight and recommended a friend she knew.

"Do you know Frank Howser?" she asked me. "He's a hospital corpsman at the base hospital." I told her I did not know the pecker-checker. "He told me just a few days ago he wanted to move off base," Jan said. "You are not race prejudice, are you? Frank is black." I informed her I didn't care if he was orange as long as his money was green. "Why don't you and I go to your apartment and I'll check it out for Frank?"

I told her I thought it was a great suggestion. Chief Howard didn't seem to agree with me, but gave up when Jan informed him we were going. He watched us leave the beach and if looks could kill, I would have dropped dead there on the sand.

I lived in an apartment complex a mile down Roosevelt Boulevard from the NAS main gate and two blocks over. It was build with naval personal in mind. Cheaper than some apartments and without some of the frills. No swimming pool or tennis courts. They hadn't spent much on landscaping either, but it suited me just fine.

I lived on the ground floor in back in a big two-bedroom apartment. The furniture came with the rent and was nothing fancy. The only things in the apartment that belonged to me were the small TV, the stereo, and my bed.

The bed that came with the apartment was so bad I couldn't stand it. There was a large sag in it and I awoke with a backache every morning until I replaced it. That night I was glad I splurged and got a king-sized bed because Jan and I were all over the thing.

I was twenty-three that year and I had been around the block several times. I had fucked my share of women, but Jan was something all together different. There was nothing demure about her. She initiated sex with me and she wasn't at all shy telling me what she wanted me to do.

"Fuck my ass, Miles," she said after we had fucked the regular way twice. "I love a stiff cock in my ass, so slam it in me and let's rock and roll."

That night I found out that there was nothing Jan didn't like about sex. When my cock got soft, she went down on me until it was hard enough to be usable again. I thought she was going to kill my ass. She finally let me sleep after three house of constant hard-driving fucking.

She woke me up early the next morning by sucking on my cock and I left for the base totally drained. She was lying naked on the bed, smiling and fingering her pussy as I left. Since she was on summer break from college, she informed me that she would be waiting for me when I got off and for me to hurry back.

I left unworried that she might steal my things, because I didn't have anything worth stealing. Frankly, I wasn't in any big hurry to get back to the sexual dynamo, but by the time I got off work I was rested and randy again.

I ran into the apartment hard and ready, but I wasn't ready for what I saw. Jan was on the floor in the living room with a rather large black man on top of her.

"Come on, Frank!" she was yelling. "Fuck the shit out of me, man! Give me that beautiful black cock!" Frank was sure giving her all he could. His black slimy cock was working a froth around her pussy. Having been in the service for several years I had seen a lot of cocks, but ol' Frank's dick was one of the bigger I had seen.

His cock had Jan's pussy all stretched out and when he withdrew it looked like part of her cunt was also coming out. It was readily apparent that he had unloaded in her at least once, because there was a pool of cum stains on the carpet beneath them and more leaking out around his black piston.

"Good, you're home, Miles," Jan said looking up at my astonished face. "I'm in the mood for some salt and pepper fucking so get naked."

Since I was sporting a throbbing cock from watching them, I complied with her demand. I tossed pieces of my uniform in all directions until I was as naked as they were.

Since Frank seemed to be monopolizing her lower half, I went to her head and presented her with my dick to suck. She latched onto my throbbing cock and sucked me until I came in her hot mouth.

"Frank, this is Miles," Jan said jerkily because he was still pounding her cunt hard. "Miles, Frank...Oh God! I cumming again," she screeched loudly wrapping her legs around his back. "Fuck! That feels good! Do my ass," she demanded. I wasn't sure which one of us she was talking to. I wasn't in any shape to fuck her anywhere.

"Goina have to wait a while," Frank groaned, dropping another load in her. He lay still a few moments and then rolled off her. His cock was softer, but still huge and it came out of her with a loud plop and a gush of his cum.