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"What else could it be?"

"Captain, it's been a while for me. I don't need a lot of romance." She rolled on top of him, putting those beauties in his face. "They're all yours."

Lance Beeker could not believe his luck. He didn't know if she was married and didn't care. His wife was back home in Georgia. "Meredith, I've never . . ."

She guided a tit to his mouth.

A few minutes later, she guided his cock to her pussy. A week before her husband left for South Korea, Meredith surprised him with a wax. His tongue went wild most of the night. They barely got out of bed before he had to report to the base.

She hadn't done much grooming since. Now, she was on her knees, rocking back and forth, allowing his eyes and hands full access to those magnificent tits.

Meanwhile, Glenda Townsend followed Captain Herling to his apartment off base. As soon as he closed the door, "Mike, I know why I'm here, you know why I'm here. Help me with the zipper on my dress."

In a minute the dress was in a bunch on the floor with her shoes, and they were in a lip lock and her hand was loosening his belt. She only had on her panties; with her body, a bra was unnecessary.

While she was undoing his belt, unbuttoning his pants and pulling his zipper down, Mike hands found her hardening nipples.

"Take me to bed, it seems like you like my titties."

In bed, "I'm all yours, but what really turns me on, is having my pussy eaten."

Before getting married, Glenda dated black men and white men. She'd fuck them and blew them, but among her girlfriends, black women, it was common knowledge that white guys were reluctant to eat black pussy. This was a little test for Mike Herling. If he wouldn't or was reluctant, it would be a quickie and she'd be gone.

Captain Mike Herling was from New York; he'd attended a public university. This was not his first black pussy. There was no hesitation. "Hmmmmm, oh Mike, we're going to have so much fun," she smiled as he left her tits for her pussy.

Meanwhile, Morgan and Nanci were on their second margaritas at a Riverwalk bar, which according to Morgan was frequented by officers. She wasn't wrong; there was a lot of brass milling around.

Two lieutenants asked if they could buy them a drink. "Sure," but they were disappointed. Lieutenants were not going to win them the contest but they might get laid tonight.

One thing led to another and after a fourth margarita, individually the women asked the officers back to their apartments. They lived in the same apartment complex near the base, but in different buildings.

Morgan Hennessey was a tall, well-built woman. Not fat, but solid, with big firm tits that until the last year her husband adored. Since then, he barely acknowledged them when things got romantic; and now he was in South Korea. As for her ass, like the rest of her, it was big and firm, and gave the men she'd been with before getting married a great ride. She liked nothing better than getting fucked like a dog and moving that big ass.

As for Nanci Bourdeau, she was of medium height with the blondest hair. Her tits were just right, not too big, not too small, just right. Kind of like Goldilocks. The first time her husband put his face in her pussy, he fell in love. Her bush was big, thick and as blonde, if not blonder than the hair on her head. Until the last year or so, her husband couldn't wait to eat her. She giggled as he rubbed his face all over her bush after making her cum. "Baby, you love my pussy; do me one more time and then I'll take care of your cock." What she meant was a blowjob. She developed that skill before she turned twenty. Fearful of getting pregnant, she became talented at sucking cock. Her husband didn't want to know how she became so adept at sliding her lips up and down his big cock. He liked to watch her on her knees, making his cock disappear. None of his other lovers could do that; and there had been many; too many to count. At this very moment in Seoul, a young Korean woman was trying desperately to open her mouth wide enough to take another half inch of her husband's impressive manhood. "Too big," she complained, but kept trying.

"Lieutenant, there's beer in the frig. Make yourself comfortable, I'll be right back."

When she came back, he had his tunic and tie off. He was sipping a beer. "I brought a beer for you, too."

Nanci Bourdeau was wearing a shear black negligee which contrasted perfectly with her fair complexion and blonde hair. "Lieutenant, I didn't bring you here to get drunk. I've already had one too many margaritas." She took the beer from his hand, sat on his lap and stuck her tongue in his mouth.

Lieutenant Max Blackwell of Rhode Island didn't think it would be this easy. He engaged her tongue, but his free hand removed one strap from her lingerie. "They're beautiful," he said as he bent forward and kissed her nipple.

Nanci was, if nothing else blunt. "Max, my husband is a long way from home. I'm in need of cock." She slid off him and on to her knees. Within minutes, she had his cock out of his pants. "This is what I need; why don't you finished getting undressed? I'll be in bed. It's this way." She took off the negligee as she walked toward the bedroom. The lights were on. The Lieutenant stared at her ass.

Lieutenant Blackwell got his cock sucked liked never before, but the truth was there'd only been a couple of girls who'd given him blowjobs. None like the very talented Mrs. Bourdeau.

His cock was only average size, but she went crazy on it; easily deep throating that cock. "Lieutenant, you have the most amazing cock. My mouth is begging for your cum. Let me make you cum." Nanci put it back in her mouth. "Hmmmmm, hmmmmmmm, hmmmmmmm."

She sucked and sucked until he spurted and spurted. He was twenty-three and his hard cock shot three big loads. When there was nothing left to swallow, "Thank you, Lieutenant. I'd like you to stay. When you're ready, I'd like more."

"Nanci, if you're going to do that again, I'll stay all night," he smiled.

"your cock is such a joy to suck. I'm looking forward to doing you again."

It was less than two hours later that Max guided her hand to his cock. "Oh, you're ready for more?" Nanci laughed.

"I am, but I have to tell you, I could sure go for some pussy."

"Lieutenant, you know I'm married. I can't afford to get pregnant. You can play with my pussy, but no fucking. I promise, I'll blow you whenever you're ready."

"That would be fun; playing with it." Nanci rolled on her back. She spread her legs. "It's all yours. Let me know when you're ready, I'm looking forward to sucking your cock again."

"I've never seen a blonde pussy; it's beautiful. Nanci, I've only tasted one pussy, can I eat it?"

She laughed, "what girl would turn down an offer like that?" and spread her legs wider.

It was a disappointment, but not completely. The disappointment was that Lieutenant Max Blackwell had no idea how to eat pussy. I say not completely because the Lieutenant licked her pussy and there was no quit in him. He just had no idea where her clitoris was.

He didn't quit until, "Max, your tongue has me salivating for your cock. Please, let me suck it."

He couldn't resist. "I've never tasted anything as sweet."

"And I've never felt a cock so hard," she said as she crawled between his legs. "Is that from eating me?"

Then it was in her mouth. I said earlier that she went crazy on his cock that first time. This time she bobbed wildly; going nuts up and down; up and down. "Hmmmmmm, hmmmmmmm, hmmmmmmm," she sucked.

As for Morgan Hennessey, Lieutenant Ron Richards took her in his arms as soon as she closed the door of her apartment. "Morgan, I haven't been with a woman in ages. I hope I'm not going too fast for you."

"Not at all, why don't we get undressed? The bedroom is this way."

There wasn't a lot of foreplay, "Lieutenant, since we were in the bar, my pussy's been ready, and it certainly seems your cock is ready. Come on, give it to me."

Ron Richards was a big man, and you know Morgan Hennessey was a big woman. They rocked the bed; it was squeaking, shaking and the headboard was bouncing off the wall. "You like my cock, don't you?" he whispered in her ear as he slammed into her for the umpteenth time.

"Love it, but Ron, I like getting fucked like a dog. Let me roll over."

TO BE CONTINUED

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