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I joined the British Army at the age of 16. I joined my adult regiment in October 1986, during the last throws of the cold war. My first regiment was based in the UK; however, the regiment was due to move to Germany towards the end of 1987. Before the move I was informed that we were going to deploy to Kenya for three months, we were flying out of the country on the 26th of December. I could not believe it; I travelled quite a bit as a k**, including living in the US and Australia, and whilst training I had gone to Italy skiing. But, Africa, wow I was so excited. I did not even know where Kenya was in Africa.

After returning from Kenya I met a girl in a local pub, we screwed in a shop doorway next to the pub, and we became a regular thing; we had a healthy sexual relationship screwing whenever we got the opportunity regardless where we were; including in clubs, in the toilets in pubs, on public transport and in alleyways. She was such a cut thing, tall for a female at 5 foot 10, long slender legs, thin waist, amazingly firm breasts with lovely long erect nipple that sat perfectly on top of the breast and broad shoulders and long neck which I would kiss for hours on end.

She had long brown hair, green eyes and freckles on her cheeks and on her chest which I thought looked so cute. Her stand out features for me where her neck and shoulders, I love to kiss and nibble necks and shoulders. Her breasts for me were the best most shapely and perfectly formed breast I have had the pleasure to see. As I said she had, what I believe, the most amazing breasts. She had wore a b cup bra that she could not fill out properly; however, she was not flat-chested, her breasts had real shape. I must point out, I am attracted to a to c cup sized breast but for me, the shape is more important than size. I am not so keen on the sagger breast, I like a nice breast where the nipple sits upon the breast and points up slightly. I also loved her bikini gap, her thighs did not touch when she was stood up and you could easily put your whole hand between her legs and cup her pussy in your hand and she had a pubic mound that you could ski off. But it was those bloody freckles that made her so adorable.

When I left for Germany, we agreed that we would see each other when I was back in the UK regardless if either of us was in a relationship. That arrangement lasted for around 15 years until she married. I loved Germany, the country seemed a lot freer than the UK, especially in the sense of sexual freedom for women. There were sex shops, sex shops with glory holes which girls and sometimes boys work at. Brothels, sex clubs, massage parlours and solariums, all great for meeting girls and indulging in sex. And, of course, the summer lake life, where people gathered at lakes, and relaxed, often naked. I saw and experienced many naughty things at the lake, including threesomes, gangbangs and orgies.

I think a German guy never has to masturbate, you can go almost anywhere and get a blowjob, especially if you were not too fussy where you put your cock. Whether on the autobahn, you could pull into a Parking Platz, a picnic area found along autobahns and get sucked off. It was mostly men that would want to suck you off at a parking Platz but occasionally women could be found. In the summer at the lake, there was always some lady that was willing to suck you off or fuck with you. It felt like you could almost take anyone home from a bar. I even had a girl suck me off in a video shop. And, if you got bored you could travel to Berlin where sexual activity was ramped up tenfold. I suspect there are Germans on here of a similar age as me that can attest to the sexual antics of Germany in those days. I do wonder if any of that behaviour exists today in Germany.

When I had annual leave, I would travel back to England and go and find my sexy little plaything, which I looked forward to. I had learnt a lot while I was in Germany so each time I returned to her I made sure I passed on my newly learned skills to make sure she would not lose interest in me. Including BDSM, which I will write about on another occasion. I was becoming quite the sex addict in Germany, I travelled around the country, looking for new experiences with new women and couples. One of my favourite places in Germany was a night club called Blue Movies in Bielefeld; a heavy metal club. I would try to visit at least once a month and got to know many Bikers and Rockers. I can not give the number of pussies I sucked or fucked, or the number of blowjobs or hand jobs I received in that club. Whether at the bar, down on the dance floor or up on the raised seating area at the back of the club. Or for anyone that has ever visited Blue Movies will remember down in the basement where the toilets were located, with the two-inch deep piss on the floor and the stench of urine.

I had a number of girls bent over the urinal in Blue Moves, with their panties in my pocket and my cock stabbing into them as we splashed around in the piss on the floor. I had even taken part in a couple of trains on girls, fucking there sloppy cum soaked pussies. I remember I was the last guy on one girl and after I fucked her I took her by the hand and pulled her out of the toilet and followed her up the stairs from the basement, as I climbed up behind her I could see up her tight little purple leather miniskirt and her red sore pussy with a long stream drip of cum hanging down and, long rivers of cum running down both of her legs, big globs of cum was slowly being forced down by the seminal fluid. The cum had made it as far as her right knee and all the way to her pissed soaked ankle on her left leg.

At the top of the stairs, I pushed her out of the exit into the fresh night air. Outside the entrance was a small retaining wall separating the carpark from the door, where people would sit, chat and smoke. I turned her around, lit her a fag and then I sunk down on to my knees and lifted the leather of her miniskirt. The long dribble of cum was still hanging from her pussy, so I took it on my tongue and scooped it up and gave her cunt a long hard lick. This and the fact that she was delirious on drink, d**gs and had been completely fucked out she moaned and lost her balance and her legs went from under her and she started to crumble and fall straight down. I managed to catch her and sit her on the retaining wall. She grabbed my head and in a drunken d**gged slur said kiss me, which I 'did. After we had kissed, I asked her if she had enjoyed that, she looked at me and said ‘what’. This took me back a little and I said ‘Getting fucked by loads of men in the toilets?’. She assured me that she did enjoy it.

I told her that she looked beautiful as I watched a line of men fucking her. She replied with ‘I am beautiful’, I agreed with her. I then told her she looked beautiful walking up the stairs with cum leaking from her pussy. At this point I thought I had lost her because she aggressively said ‘You were looking at me, up my skirt?’. I nodded and said ‘Yes, I am sorry’, she asked if I liked it, I told her I like it a lot and I wanted to kiss her, with that she took my head in her hands and kissed me. As the kiss ended, I moved to her ear and whispered I would like to kiss her pussy, she loudly said ‘really’ and I said ‘yes, I want to kiss all the cum from her pussy’ and this time she said, again loudly, ‘really, all the cum’ and I replied ‘yes, all the cum from your pussy’. I looked into her face and she frowned and thought for a moment and then said, ‘Yes, go on then, I would like that.’ And gently pushed me down to her pussy. As my lips neared her pussy she said ‘Wait, I want a cigarette’.

I lifted my head from her pussy and took out a cigarette, lit it for her and gave it to her. I am glad she stopped me because it was then I saw the most beautiful sight in my life, as I hungrily looked down at her pussy I saw the site that has been etched into my brain for many years now. In her drunk d**gged completely fucked out state, she was completely relaxed, her legs had fallen apart to either side of me, her pussy was on view, swollen with her lips still separated, I could still see the seminal juices on each of her thighs, some of the globs of cum had melted and was dripping off the back of the thighs, my eyes continued down her cum streaked left leg to her foot

I don't know what came over me but I took her piss-stained left foot in my hands and lifted it to my mouth, I took her big toe in my mouth and sucked gently, while looking into her eyes, she frowned again as I kissed my way over the top of her foot to her inner ankle, keeping my eyes on her. Her frown turned in to a smile. As I looked intently into her eyes, I started to kiss my way up her inner calf, following the not sticky damp ribbon of cum. Her smile got wider. When I arrived at her knee I kissed my way around to the back of her knee and blow a little raspberry, which made her laugh and she said, ‘oh, that's nice; but don't stop.’. With her words ringing in my ear I followed orders and slowly continued kissing, licking and sucking my way up her thigh.

Most of the lumps of cum had melted from her thigh, but not all so I kissed them off her skin. I was moving up and down in zigzags the width of her thigh making sure I was was getting the drops of cum that were hanging from her lower thigh. The whole time watching her reaction. To be honest, I think she was not aware of what was happening other than focusing on the sensation of my lips on her skin. When I arrived at the top of her left leg, I stopped to watch her, she was pushing her pussy out at me. Begging me with her eyes to suck her still swollen pussy. I lifted my face from her leg and she started to compline but I said shhhhhh as I moved to her right knee and sealed my lips in the inside of it. I was still looking up over her body into her eyes as my lips touched her skin as she let out a long moan and closed her eyes close and let her head fall back. My eyes drifted down her body to my target. Her pussy, it was still glistening with cum and a new drip cum was hanging down from her.

As my eyes drifted down her right thigh I could still see burgs of cum sitting on her skin slowly melting. This gave me the urge to continue my journey up her thigh, as I had on the left one, moving slowly up in a zigzag, trying to kiss all the cum from her and sucking up the big chunks of cum. I think I went up that thigh twice as fast as her other one because I needed to savour and drink her desire from her pussy. As I reached the top of the thigh I again looked up her body, across her now heaving chest. Her head was still flopped back and she was panting heavily. This time I did not stop. I continued on to engulf her pussy with my mouth, making sure I encapsulated the drip of cum too. As my lips touched her flesh he jumped as if a bolt of electricity had shot through her body and she grunted ver hard, her head shot up and her eyes were burning into mine.

She watched me intently, panting hard and rocking her pussy into my face as I split her love lips with my Tonge. I was aiming for her cervix as I sank my tongue into her, I was rewarded by a flood of cum coating my tongue and mouth. Her panting was getting more rapid and louder. Her eyes were burning into mine, they were like saucers I licked up forcing my tongue out of her and on up to her clit. As my tongue found her clit, I realised for the first time how swollen it was. I gently sucked it into my mouth and circled it with my tongue. Her eyes closed and again she gave a hard moan, as she did this I heard a girl say she is about to cum and a pair of hands came into view and, started to grab for the hem of her top. The hands started to pull her top up and reveal a bra that was already undone. Probably from earlier in the evening by the men that had taken her from behind in the toilet. As they fucked her from behind they must have lifted her top and played with her breasts. Someone must have undid the bra.

As these guys had savaged her pussy they must have malled her breast because each one was still a deep crimson colour. Her nipples were still hard as I watched her chest heave up and down to the caresses of the cool air. I released her clit and moved my tongue down to her ass hole and circled her rim and then moved up and let my tongue fall back into her, searching for her cervix again. As my tongue slid inside her I saw that the hands had cupped her breasts and the thumb had been clamped hard against the forefinger with her nipples trapped in between the digits. This made her push her self further on to my tongue as her body convulsed to the pain and she let out a guttural moan which turned into more of a scream. As I watched up her body I saw a face move towards hers. There was long blond hair and I heard a female voice say shhh as she planted her mouth over the open mouth that was emptying her lungs of air forcefully.

I realised that the hands on her breast belonged to the girl kissing her and as the scream got quieter as the mouth engulfed hers, her body started to convulse uncontrollably on my face. I was fascinated that I could still hear her scream into the other girl's mouth. I felt a foot on the back of my head which pushed my face deeper and harder onto her pussy and someone said ‘that's it eat the stupid slag out, eat the cum out’ as my mouth was inundated first with cum and then love juice as she ejaculated in my mouth. Her juices inundated my mouth faster than I could swallow and was squirting out from around the seal of my lips and out of my nostrils. She stopped squirting eventually but her orgasm persisted and I kept probing her with my tongue. The boot was still on the back of my head and I could hear in German “eat the filthy bitch out you dirty fucking asshole. I could still see the girls hands but now she looked be trying to pull her nipples of her tits, she must have pulled them up by at least an inch and was rolling each nipple hard between her fingers and they were now kissing each other like they were savages.

Her thighs clamped around my head and her back arched pushing my head harder back into the foot on the back of my head and was convulsing so hard that if the foot was not there, I think she would have snapped my neck, I think I had her full weight on my face. Her arms were bent at the elbow and her hands were clutching at the air and she was moaning hard into the other girl's mouth as she continued to pinch and pull at her nipples. Eventually, her orgasm passed and as dropped to the ground like a rock, her thighs dragging my head down with her pussy, my tongue still deep inside her flaying around, savouring her juices. She gained control of her arms and hand and they when to the girls head that was kissing her and held it. The girl had relaxed the pull on her nipples but was still rolling them between her fingers but a lot more gently now.

Her thighs released my head and fell to the sides and the foot was removed from my head. I pulled out my tongue and moved up and took her clit between my lips and gave it a hard but short suck which made her whole body shiver and forced another moan into the other girl's mouth. I released her clit and rolled to my side to get up and saw for the first time the boot that had been on my head, the owner offered me his hand to help me get up off the floor. He was one of the bouncers. As I got to my feet another girl took my head in her hands and gave me a deep hard kiss. The next thing I know I was being pulled away by another girl. She pulled me away from the door and towards the carpark. I looked back and saw the girl that had been kneading and kissing was helping her up off the floor and take her by the hand and lead her off in the other direction. The girl that was leading me said come on we are going home, I have something very special planned for you.

Germany was great, I experienced many great things, I was in Berlin in November 1989 and witnessed the fall of the Berlin Wall first hand on the 9th of that month, I had met many great people and had sex with many of them and I had learnt new kinks and skills. I had discovered my desire to orally serve fucking couples and was regularly eating creampies. Everything was great and I thought life was on a role. However, on the 2 August 1990 everything changed, Iraq had invaded Kuwait and we were told that we were going to war.
No one can understand the emotions one goes through when you know you are going to war, your emotions are a roller coaster ride of fear and excitement. A very strange contrast of emotions that one can have; fear of death yet pure excitement that you are going to do the job that you have trained for, for years.

Once we landed in Saudi Arabia, of course, life was not exciting at all, we had months of sitting around, training and preparing. With a group of other guys, life was dull without female company. It was during this time I discovered the pleasures of the hijab and the burqa. I know I was extremely sexually frustrated with no contact with women and wanking was not relieving the sexual frustration which made things much worse. But, the site of a woman in a hijab really pulled her facial features out and some of those women were beautiful but what really surprised me was how erotic it was seeing a young woman walking down the street wearing a burqa, watching her body move under the material and how the material formed over her breasts. And, how her eyes stood out, big beautiful eyes with long eyelashes, it felt as if you could see right into their soul. Far more erotic that a woman on a beach in a bikini. I spent many a night or a trip to the toilet wanking off to the vision of a lady I had seen earlier that day dressed in her burqa, imagining eyes looking into mine and wondering what delights the burqa was hiding. Remembering how her body moved and wondering what it looked like. Even wandering if she shaved her pussy. Judging from some of the underwear I saw for sale in the shops they sure knew how to delight a man.

Anyway, the ground war was short but devastating and once it was over the British Army, Americans took over an industrial complex just outside Kuwait City, Each unit had a hanger where we set up our cots to sleep. The British section was separate from the Americans. Outside each hanger was shower blocks which had been fabricated from plywood and had a water bladder on a platform above the showers. Each shower block must have had 24 shower cubicles. The walls of each cubicle started about 12 inches above the ground and went up to a hight that you could see over the top but not see too much of the person showering next to you. There were always queues for the showers. From my cot, I could see out of the doors and would sit and wait for the queues to go down. On this day I saw a vision that made me go to the showers while they were still quite busy. Each cubicle was occupied but there were only a couple of guys waiting.

I noticed a female leave the opposite hanger wrapped in a cyan-blue towel. She had blond hair and was carrying her wash kit. As I watched her walk to the showers I could clearly see her body moving under the towel and naturally, I got a hard-on. I instinctively grabbed my wash kit and towel and headed to the showers. She had entered the far cubical on the side of the shower block that faced away from our hanger. Most of our guys were stood waiting on our side of the shower block and there was only one stood on the other side so I went and stood with him. He said ‘did you see that’ and I told him I had. Someone left a cubical and the guy I was stood with went in. The next person out was a guy from the cubical next to hers. I was in complete shock, what a fluke to get the cubical next to hers. I rushed over and as I went in I noticed she was looking at me.

She smiles and I smiled and said ‘good afternoon’. She replied a greeting that I do not remember today but I do remember her accent, she was American. I asked her wherein the State is she from, more interested in looking at her than listening to her reply. She said California and I told her I had lived in California for a time as a k**. That had broken the ice and we started a conversation. The whole time we were talking I tried to not look at her or if I was keeping eye contact with her. But I can tell you, I was using my peripheral vision to take in the sight of her body or at least what I could see. Which was not much, from where I was stood under the showerhead I could see her neck and shoulders and only the top part of her chest. But, that was enough, I stood in that shower and my cock was throbbing. We continued to talk and she told me she was an officer with some unit that I do not recall. When she had finished her shower she turned to me and said that it was to nice have met me and talk and that she hoped to do it again.

It was at this moment that I noticed her facial features where very similar to the girl I had left in the UK. They could have been twin sisters if it was not for the blond hair. I also noticed the freckles on her face and chest; which I saw a sliver more of as she wrapped her towel around her still moist body. My hand had gone to my cock by the time she had turned to leave the cubical. I said to myself, ‘fucking hell you are cute’ and to my surprise, she turned around with a big smile and said ‘thank you’. As she walked back to her hanger I was franticly pulling on my cock while watching her walk, watching her form under her towel. She reached the hanger door and I came as she disappeared into the darkness of the interior of the building. I feel sorry for the next guy to use my cubical because I had shot a stream of cum up the door of the shower. From that day on, I would sit on my cot and wait for her to have a shower and then would rush out. I did not notice until later that she had waited for until the showers were quieter. If I had noticed I would have thought she was saving her dignity. But, our showers became a regular thing and we would always talk.

On one occasion we were showering and chatting, when something hit the floor, I ignored it but she said something on the lines of ‘oh my shower gel’ And then she said it has gone in my cubical and could I pass it back. Obviously, I picked it up and passed it back to over the partition wall. She said thank you and continued to shower. She and put her arms on top of it and I am assuming she went up onto her tiptoes because she raised up a little and then in a low voice she said my name. I looked at her and she whispered that ‘my eyes were very dangerous’. Oh fuck, she has caught me looking at her, I went beetroot red and stammered ‘sorry’. She laughed and said ‘No, I mean I could fall into your eyes’. Shocked and not really knowing what she meant, still bright red and flustered I said, sorry again. She laughed again and I think to put me at ease she said ‘I don't mind you looking’. Fuck me, knock me over with a hammer, did she just say that? She had turned back to her shower and started to shampoo her hair.

As I stood there trying to work out if she had really said that she stepped to the opposite wall of her cubical, turned around and lent her back against the wall, with her arms out to her sides bent at the elbows, she looked at me as she leathered her hair. As my brain started to clear from the shock of what she had said or thought she had said, I started to focus on her. We were looking into each other's eyes and she was smiling, For some reason, I found this a little uncomfortable and my eyes drifted down from her face, across her neck and chest to her breasts. Breasts! My eyes flicked back up to hers, she was still looking at me, watching my reaction and smiling. The smile was big and her eyes were wide and dilated with a visible glint. My eyes darted back to her breasts and I started to study them, they are no different from the girl's breast for back in England, other than these officers nipples were shade or two lighter.

As I stared at her breasts and she watched me closely, she asked, something on the lines of ‘do you like’ I replied with a ‘fuck’ and a nod. She then said, ‘Good, I wanted to give you something to remember me by tonight’. With that, she stepped back under the water to wash the soap out of her hair. I continued to shower with a raging cock and we spoke some more. When she finished her shower. She wrapped her self in her towel and said goodbye, I hope to see you again tomorrow. As she left her cubical she turned to me and said ‘I hope you enjoy’ and blow me a kiss. Again, I watched her head back to her hanger while I was wanking my cock and shooting another load all over that door. Our meetings and conversations continued for a couple more weeks or so. She did not show me her tits again but she still had that cute smile and the glint in her eye.

One day I had been dicked to do guard duty in our vehicle compound that evening. So I headed to the showers mid-afternoon. While I was in the shower, I kept one eye on her hanger door in the hope that she would come out. To my surprise I saw her figure emerge from the darkness of her hanger, she was wrapped in that cyan blue towel. As she walked towards me I watched her body shimmer under the towel. I had a huge smile on my face and my cock was rampant. As she neared the cubicles, I was tempted to open my cubical door and offer her to join me. But, that would have been a very dangerous thing to do. I was in the cubical that she normally used so she entered the one I had previously used along with my dried cum stains still visible on the door. She smiled and asked how I was and then said ‘are you trying to avoid me’ A said no, and told her that I had been dicked to do guard duty, in our vehicle compound.

She said ‘oh, which is your compound’. I pointed to the hanger and said that one and she looked at it and said okay. As usual we chatted while we showered. I wanted to stay in the shower until she left so that I could watch her walk back to her hanger while I left a rope of cum up the door of the cubical she normally used. But, sadly I had to leave first. We said our good buys and I returned to my hanger. As I prepared to stag on I kept an eye on the showers, to watch for her to return to her hanger. At 6 pm when it was time to go and stage on me and my mate headed to our vehicle hanger. We had a small office over there but we pulled the chairs out and sat in the fresh air, chatted and listened to sporadic gunfire in the distance coming from Kuwait city. We queried why we need to stay on in a hanger inside a camp which at that time was probably the most secure and heavily guarded places in the whole of the middle east at that time. We came to the conclusion that we were there because soldiers are a bunch of thieving bastards and will steal anything that is not nailed down, or American soldiers might be out souvenir hunting.


It was a lovely cool evening sat there, listening to aircraft flying overhead and occasional gunfire and the constant smell from the burning oil fields. At around midnight there was movement, my mate and I both looked towards the sound and out of the darkness came the vision of the female officer wearing her uniform, this was the first time I had seen her wearing clothes; but god did she look beautiful. My cock rose as she drew near, we did the right and respectful thing and stood up and saluted her and said good evening mam. She told us to relax and carry on. She then proceeded to tell us that she could not sleep, and she had stepped out to get some air and have a little walk, and when she saw us she thought she would join us if we did not mind. I thought, Fucking bitch, she has even made up a story but I said 'no mam, you are welcome' and got up and went into the office to get another chair.

We sat and chatted for a couple of hours and my mate said we should do another walk around and went to get up and I said, ‘No, its okay, I will do it you stay here’. The officer understood my hint instantly and said, ‘Oh, I have never done an armed patrol before, can I come with you?’ I said sure. My mate when to get up and I told him its okay, you stay here; He replied with a cheers as we walked into the darkness together. Once I know we were out of site I took her hand and said I want to kiss you and she said she would like that. We kissed and then started to walk again, she was asking questions about the vehicles we had and I was telling her about them and what they did. She told me that she had never been in an armoured vehicle so I helped her climb up on one and let her climb inside.

I climbed in behind her and she was waiting for me, She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. We kissed for quite a while, my heart was beating fast and my cock was throbbing between us. I was trying not to push up to hard against her but her hands started to explore my back, one hand went under my top and up my back and the other went down my trousers and clamped around my ass cheek and she pulled me tightly into her. We kissed passionately and my hands explored her tight firm body and ended up in a similar place as her hands were on me. The hand I had in her trousers had its fingers on the crack of her ass so I kept my fingers in motion along the crack and I slowly lowered my hand lower. Our kiss had become even more feverish. When my fingers reached the bottom of her ass crack she moaned into my mouth and shifted her wait slightly opening her legs to allow my fingers in a little further. My cock was leaking pre-cum into my trousers. My finger found her opening and I just ran my fingertip backwards and forwards over her opening.

She was moaning into my mouth. She shifted her wait, opening her legs even further and was trying to push herself on to my finger. I had other ideas, I wanted this to last so I resisted entering her with my finger. I know that some women can cum very hard from having a finger at the opening of their vaginas. She was coating my finger in thick viscous love juices and was panting into my mouth, her hands were gripping me so hard I nearly screamed in pain. The flesh on my back was starting to rip under her nails, a sensation I love to feel. Her legs were now spread enough that I could cup her pussy in my hand. I started to run my finger up to her clit, circling it and back down across the vagina opening and back to her clit.

Our kiss was passionate, her hand on my back was slowly sinking lower, leaving four deep groves in my back where she gauged out my skin. I was holding up her whole wight in my hand that was cupping her pussy. She was lost in my touch, possibly the first touch from a man in over a year. Her juices were making my hand slick. Her grunts and groans were filling my mouth and her fingernails had pierced the skin on my ass cheek. With a grunt, she threw her head back and I instinctively moved my mouth to the nape of her neck and gently bit into her flesh. She convulsed in my hand as I slowly split her inner lips and let my finger sink into her, sliding deeper into her through her juices. I had all of her weight skewered on my finger as I introduced a second finger. I remember her tightness as I felt her fingers convulse around my fingers, squirting more thick viscus juices into the palm on my hand. Her head came forward and she sunk her teeth into my shoulder as she screamed out her pleasure. While grinder her weight into my hand and riding my fingers.

As her orgasm ebed away we started kissing passionately again. Her hands relaxed their grip and she slowly pulled my hand from her trousers and brought up to our faces. She broke our kiss and offered first a finger to suck and then her hand, she joined me in sucking her juices from her hand. The first love honey I had tasted in around 14 months. Together we licked and sucked her juices from her hand and then we kissed again. I was sad at this point thinking this was over. But, I was wrong, as we kissed she started to pull me to the cramped floor of the vehicle. As we got to our knees she reached down and undid my trousers and pulled them down over my ass. I followed her actions and pulled her trousers down, then she tried to pull me down to the floor. However, there was not enough space. She stood up and pulled off her trousers and panties. I stole a quick kiss on her pubis and she sat down on something, I don't know what.

She told me to fuck her, so I turned to her and said ‘yes’, she took my steel ridged cock and pulled me to her and slid me inside of her, as I was entered her she grabbed my ass so I slammed my cock into her as hard as I could. She gripped my ass and held me there as she convulsed into her second orgasm, contracting on my cock, screaming into the air and squirting red hot juices all over my balls. As her orgasm subsided I needed my own, it would not be long until I was emptying my seed inside her guts, she was milking my cock so well. She looked into my eyes and said I want you to cum in me and then I want you to fuck me. She knows my state, she knows I would not be able to last long, she knew I had not had the delights of a fresh eager pussy in such a long time. I wanted to be deep inside of her so I just jabbed my hips into her slamming the head of my cock into her cervix.

Her juices were squelching out of her and coating my pubes and balls, her pussy was gripping and releasing the shaft of my cock and her cervix was sucking on my cock head. I was not going to last but I kept jabbing into her riding the wave of pleasure that was washing over me. My balls tightened, my cock swelled, my breathing became rapped and laboured. Her pussy contracted, she heaved and gripped me tight pulling my cock in as far as she could get it. We both screamed out in bliss as our orgasms took over. My cum flooding from my balls and being forced violently through my cock and out, hitting her cervix at full pressure. Spirt after spirt flooding her interior. So much cum, so deep I must have been filling her womb with my seed nut nether of us cared. Soon my cum was overflowing her pussy.

As we calmed from our joint orgasm, I did not want to leave her, I kept my cock pushed deep inside her, I could feel her heartbeat in my cock. We said nothing just stared deeply into each others eyes and kissed deeply. We stayed in that embrace for what felt like hours, my cock had softened slightly but was still hard. She took pleasure in occasionally tensing up her pelvic floor and watched the pulse of electricity that it cause to pulse through my body. She felt my cock started to swell again so she started to move over it. Suddenly she pushed me off and stood up and told me to sit down where she had been sitting. I followed her instructions and as she moved in front of me, I could not resist smothering her swollen clit in my mouth and suck on it vigorously. She instantly gripped my head to steady herself. Stuck in that spot until her orgasm buckled her knees. She composed herself and took control again. She said, ‘it is my turn now’ and straddled my lap and guided my proud manhood into her pussy. She wrapped her arms around my neck and we looked into my eyes and stated to slowly, very slowly rock back and forth.

She told me that she had needed this for so long and that she does not want it to ever stop. I replied with a sharp military fashion ‘Yes mam’ which made her laugh uncontrollably, which was a new sensation for my manhood. As she rocked backwards and forwards on me we spoke about god knows what and kissed, I also enjoyed kissing, licking, sucking and nibbling her perfectly formed pert single handful of breasts and nipples. Our coupling felt so natural as if we had been together for years. She rode me as we chatted. Her juices and my cum still leaking from her. I was in absolute bliss, she impaled on me massaging my shaft with her washboard vagina muscles, keeping me iron hard. I could have stayed her forever, I had no need to cum. But, then she did something unexpected that took me over the edge. She started to circle her tongue around each of my nipples. Nothing else, her rhythm rocking back and forth never changed. God, was she going to ring my balls out now.

The orgasm hit me as a house hit me. My cock went into a spasm of convulsions, it swelled to what felt like three times its normal size and my balls tied themselves up in a knot and rung themselves out. All of this hit me at once and as soon as it hit me it hit her. She went in to a pussy gripping orgasm, her whole body went into a spasm. Her cunt turned into a milking machine that had gone wrong. It was sucking on and convulsing around me so hard it was almost painful. Her milking pussy helped to free the cum form me. Again I was pumping jet after jet of spunk into her sweet succulent convulsing pussy. She went to kiss me and as I responded she sunk her teeth into my bottom lip, blood started to drip into her mouth. The pain did not matter to me it had turned instantly into pleasure that exploded through my body. I grabbed her body and pulled her down further on to my cock and my body jerked in pleasure in tome with her own convulsions of pleasure.

When our convulsive orgasm had subsided, we kissed and then she was very apologetic for biting me and cleaned my lip up while I was still deep inside of her. Again she started doing her pelvic floor exercises which would send little shocks through my body. Eventually, we made the decision that it was time to go back to my mate and she was going to go to bed. She climbed off my lap sadly freeing my cock. I wanted to stay inside her forever. Again I took the opportunity to attack her clit and suck it to another orgasm. Well, she decided to present me with the opportunity by standing up and having her cunt in front of my face. However, she got her own back when I stood up to pull my trousers up she took me in her mouth and managed to not only suck me hard again but also suck another load out of my balls.

Eventually, we left each other alone long enough to get dressed and sort each other out to make us both look respectable. She handed me her still wet panties and said that I could keep them, which I still have today, sealed in a shrink-wrapped bag. We climbed out of the vehicle and I lifted her down off of it and we took the opportunity to hold each other and kiss for the last time that night. As we walked back to my mate, we observed the first signs of colour in the sky, what time is it she asked. When we got back to my mate we both apologised and he said its okay, I would have done the same thing giving us a knowing look and smile. On hearing this she blushed, said good night and headed off back to her hanger. After she left and was out of earshot, I apologised again. He turned to me and said it, okay mate. He told me that after two hours after we left he came looking for us and could hear noises coming from one of the vehicles. So he stood there for about an hour listening to us while he wanked off. He told me he shot his load three times. On hearing this I said that's three of us that are happy then. He replied, yes mate.

He told me I looked a mess and said I should try to clean up a bit, then he pointed to my split lip and said I don't know how you are going to clean that up, I will tell anyone that asks, you tripped over something and went head first into one of the vehicles. He said I can't make up an excuse for the injuries on your back though. I looked at him puzzled and said what. He then said take your shirt off and look at it. I did as he said and took the shirt off and there were patches of blood. I asked him how bad my back was and turned to show him. He burst out laughing and said, ‘Fuck me mate, you can't hide that’. He went on to tell me there where four long gouge marks down two thirds of my back. I asked ‘scratches?’ He replied ‘no mate, they are much worse than scratches’. For the rest of the time in Kuwait, others on my unit took the piss. But, my mate, never gave any clue to who I had fucked.

As for her, we continued to have our meetings at the shower and at every opportunity, we could find or manufacture, we would fuck like rabbits. Until the day she was sent back to the States, I asked if I could come and visit her and maybe have a relationship. She was very remorseful and told me she would like that and that she would like to be with me but she was married and had married her husband just before deploying. She was very apologetic. I took her in my arms, looked deeply into her eyes and said ‘Honey, it's okay, I love fucking newlywed wives’ and gave her a big kiss. I then reassured her that I was not mad at her and I enjoyed every moment with her and that I would remember our time together very fondly and will probably be wanking off to the memory for many years to come. I also told her not to feel guilty, go home and love your husband and be a good wife. I still wonder how her life turned out, whether her marriage lasted and if she is living a happy life, I hope she is. I am sure she remembers me and thinks about our time together, I just hope it is not a guilt-ridden memory of hatred.