Army of one (open to one woman)

My gaze held his as I wiggled my finger around in his mouth, pressing on his tongue and rubbing the sides of his mouth. I pulled my finger back a little and back in a few times, just as he would me.

Damn. I wanted his tongue on me.

I turned my finger upwards and brushed up against the top of his mouth, tickling him before I withdrew my finger from his mouth, lingering at his bottom lip as the pad of my fingertip brushed his lip. I re-inserted my finger into my own mouth, sucking on it.

I couldn't help it. I abandoned the momentary show-and-tell, set the pool stick down on the table and snaked my arms up and around his neck, effectively closing the distance and kissed him. I didn't care it was right in the middle of the dayroom where anyone could walk in.
 
My hands drew around her hips and pulled her in as our lips connected and right away the tongue was shoved into her mouth and I teased her back with what she did to me with her finger, pressing the tip down upon the flat of her tongue then flicked it up and scrapped the top of the mouth then around the molars then deep into the gullet. Her mouth was humid, damp, and smooth as the tips of the fingers fed themselves into a gap in her pants and down further going over the curvature of the cheeks where the skin was cold until I could fully grasp both of the cheeks and gave them firms squeezes as her chest heaved, the swells pressing up against mine. Mmmmm, I wanted her now. This very moment. Just pick her up and fuck her on the pool table.
 
The unique thing about Ryan was he had an uncanny talent for exciting me. Over the last few days I kept admonishing myself for wanting him all the time. It was probably a case of being new in the relationship. It wasn't the only reason I wanted to spend time with him, though. We just clicked well.

I rose up on my toes as his hands squeezed and that movement alone kept me firm against him. My grip around his neck tightened and I could see the want in his eyes. It was as if he was reading my mood. I was one to take a chance.

I pulled away from him just long enough to pull his ear down to my lips where the heat of my breath flowed over his earlobe

"Fuck me, right here, right now," I whispered, dragging my teeth across his earlobe.

Did I really say that? Oh hell yea I did.
 
I took her immediately. Pulling out the hands and grasping the hips and lifting her frame up I placed her onto the table, the balls moved and clattered about her. I didn't bother to look around to see if there was anyone there, just moved my body between her legs and grind the pelvis into her and groaned lowering my abdomen over her chest and kissing her sweet lips. I was going to take her in so many ways as my hands touched her mounds and gave them firm squeezes. Dirty girl. Naughty girl. "Your ass is mine" I whispered back looking her in the eyes.
 
The sudden movement startled me, though I shouldn't have been surprised. Still, I gasped when he lifted me to the table. I had been pushing thoughts out of my mind from the time he got here and I had finally succumbed to the influence of that little inner voice.

I returned his kiss eagerly, enjoying the texture of his lips on mine and I felt a burst of energy fill me. I loved how impulsive he could be. There wasn't a lot of thought init. Just a deep seeded want.

I shivered when he started grinding his pelvis into me. He was getting harder by the second.I couldn't hear anyone immediately by the door, and I began to writhe under his weight. I was anxious to feel him inside me.
 
Grasping the bottom of her shirt and slowly lifting it up, showing that firm belly my lips fell down to the skin around the belly button and kissed it delicately, lapping it slowly, curling the tongue around and up and down and side to side to the hips before slowly moving upwards following the light curves of the muscles. Inch by inch I went lifting up the shirt with it showing more skin that was begging to be caressed then came the undersides of the bras, the precious mounds that were slowly exposed and made me smile, but not leaping right for them them I took my time, dragging the tip of the tongue up leaving a wet trail of saliva as it went. I could feel her body heat rising with every second as it increased, her heart pumping heart with excitement as was mine as her thighs tightened around my waist. I wasn't going to be leaving and I didn't care if there was someone watching as my hands reached under the shirt and cupped over the top of the breasts and gave them firm squeezes.

Mmmmm I moaned as I continued to kiss her stomach.
 
It was so hot knowing wewere here literally out in the open, though it was doubtful anyone would come by. Now if I couldn't hold my tongue, then someone might be more inclined to come investigate.

I shivered as his lilps kissed along my midrift and the trail his tongue left behind became heated as I grew more aroused. I liked that he took his time, even when he felt the overwhelming desire to just get down to it.

I moaned when his lips passed over my stomach and I started to squirm under his attention.
 
Her body shivered, I could feel the heat coming off her flesh and the delicate touch of the chest and her bra I slowly peeled down showing a bit more of the flesh that I wanted, but slowly lapping up and reaching her mounds I didn't suckle them just yet even though I wanted to motorboat her so bad, but taking my time and getting her all excited would make everything potent. Her legs tightened around my waist drawing me in as I licked between the breasts then peeled down enough of the bra to show the bright pink areolas and a smile came upon my lips then came the nip of the teeth as they pinched the tip of the nipple and pulled back slightly before letting it go and watching it snapped back into place.
 
This was just nuts. If anyone came through here, we would both be standing in front of a desk somewhere. What this was, was impulsive. Downright selfish. But those thoughts never made it to my conscious mind.

Instead, I was wrapped up in his teeth scraping over my delicate nipples. Damn! That felt good! The momentary pinch sent another shiver through me and quickly disappeared. I tightened my legs around him.
 
Each moan she made drove me harder. Her tightness was intense and I wanted more of her. My cock was firm and pressing against her. I wanted to just rip a hole open and fuck her that until she was a gooey mess but I remembered the cue balls but that didn't stop me from exacting some pleasure from the sultry specialist. Teeth still clamped on the red nipples my fingers blindly went down and felt the button and zipper of her bottoms and slowly started to undo them teasing her that she was about to be pummels and when the flies were open there was a rush of heat showing that she was wet and ready.
 
I grit my teeth as his held fast to my nipples. It didn't take much for his nimble fingers to make short work of the buttons on my bottoms. He felt the same intensity of lust, but did he feel the need?

I felt the cool air brush over heated flesh and to a point it simply didn't matter. Where Ryan was concerned, my logic was often hampered.
 
With the heat out and my cock hard I wanted to ravage her, tear her clothes off, but I decided against it. Knowing how well she wails it would give us away here and I might get caught before I could even finish. Rolling onto my side right along side her my right hand reached out and plunged into the open fly. I was going to massage her pussy, finger it, and all ready I could feel the billowing heat. My god she was hot in more ways than one as I leaned in and kissed her sweet lips, making sure to keep them over her mouth to stifle any of her screaming that would result.
 
I gathered the fabric of his shirt in both of my hands and pulled him closer. His mouth was hot and wet and I enjoyed snaking my tongue around his to taste him. I felt his hand slip down my pants and come to rest on the hot flesh underneath. I pushed my hips upwards as if doing so would jar his fingers any closer.

I moaned into his mouth. I liked how easy it was to be with him. The chemistry was anything but dull. I hoped it would continue.


With his tongue nearly down my throat and his hand in my pants, I heard a distinct and progressively louder series of "Ahems" that wrested me out of my lusting frenzy. I felt him tense about the same time I was started into reality. I looked over my shoulder at the door.

It was Sandra.

Standing there with her arms crossed, the auburn haired woman stared at us with a piercing gaze. She glanced back over her shoulder then back to us.

"I don't think the first shirt would appreciate you messing up the pool table, do you?"
 
"Ah fuck" I groaned. Our moment was ruined. We both jumped off the table and began dressing. Sandra stood there, arms crossed shaking her head slightly with a mild smile, amused at us. My fingers were wet with her juices and my lips hot from the frenzied kissing and my cock hard. She threw off my groove! Should have expected it, but we couldn't help ourselves. Zipping myself up I looked at Amanda with a raised eyebrow silently wondering if she was a friend or someone we would have to worry about. Right now it settled in that we could be turned in, but I snickered a bit at the paperwork, "Caught fucking on the pool table".

Sandra twisted her head outside and then back at us as I walked around the pool table cleaning it up. I doubted that we would be able to finish our game now as we had other things on the brain.
 
I sighed deeply.

Sandra was my roommate and she obviously had just gotten back from her long weekend. I exchanged looks with Ryan. I smiled at him reassuringly before we scooted off the pool table and straightened ourselves out.

"Don't you have something better to do than visit the day
room?" I asked Sandra, making light of what she had just seen.

When we were all pulled together I introduced them.

"Sandra... Ryan, boyfriend. Ryan.. Sandra, roommate."

There, the formalities were done and she was still snickering even as we set everything on the pool table right.
 
I had been promoted to 'boyfriend' hehehe as Sandra looked at us curiously. "Is that how you do it then?" Sandra asked, "Instead of taking them to your room you take them to the day room where no one visits?"

"Pretty much" I replied as I racked up all of the balls. Now my biggest fear would be Sandra flapping her gums to everyone she met about what she saw. Rumors spread faster than memos here and that sent a cold shiver up my spine that made my cheeks turn red and look away for a moment for it to subside. Shit. Perhaps it was wrong to finger my girlfriend then, but I looked back at Amanda as she picked up the cues and put them back on the rack, slightly shaking his backside as if being caught didn't matter and she was continuously taunting me in front of her room mate.
 
"Ahh well," I said. "We're never going to finish this pool game."

Sandra turned and walked out of the day room in the general direction of our room.

"It looks like my room is now occupied, at least no longer open for playing around. What would you like to do?" I asked Ryan, giving him a moment to gain his perspective.

I liked it when he was somewhat out of sorts. Keeping him off balance was kind of cute. He had a boyish charm that really spoke to me.
 
"How about we head to my place? Provided you keep your screaming down" winking at her. Once we got start, I didn't want to stop. She had opened up so many things to me that I wanted to keep it going to see where it would take us. Sandra stopped us for now but I still had movies and such at my room but then came the sergeant and the fear that he would be lingering around the barracks that made me change course. Drat. He could be there and I didn't want to risk my girlfriend being exposed to him again.

Scratching my chin we had to think of something different. As much as I wanted to go back and shag Amanda I had to keep my youthful energy under control.
 
"We could, just have to steer clear of Sgt McNosy. If he's in his room, we shouldn't have any issues," I answered. "If we're lucky, maybe he's out trying his luck with some female impressed with his physique."

I laughed at that thought. He spent so much time talking about his workout and his own body I didn't think he had any real interest in any woman. It was as if he was constantly trying to beat some invisible standard. He'd never find a relationship that way. He was perfectly content to be the way he was.
 
"Well, okay. How good are you at being a ninja?" smiling as we finished our cleaning and departed from the day room though there was a wisp of sex in the air from our moment, a mere moment, of passion that some poor unfortunate soul would inhale later on when they try to use the facilities.

As we left Sandra went back into her room and felt the phone vibrating her pocket. Taking it out it glowed with a text message. Opening it, it read, "Hey, sexy. What are you doing?"

Giggling she texted back, "Nothing. You?"

"Just stroking my huge cock."

Sandra blushed, "Oh god!"

I asked Amanda, "I was thinking, if you were to reup and ask for a transfer to another base, where would you go?" as we stepped outside, arms brushing each other.
 
Ninja. That was cute. It cold be done. Two soldiers with a single goal could accomplish something as easy as avoiding someone. I laughed softly.

It was so easy to be with Ryan. He was clever and comical all in the same breath. A man that could make me smile was a rare treat. I was happy to leave the day room, but I was sure I'd hear from my room mate later. I grinned. She really didn't care, she'd be off finding her own little dalliance and would soon forget all about today.

I thought about a reup. I was just into my first enlistment and I would be approached with my options within a few months. "I don't know...maybe somewhere in Europe? After all, we signed up partially to see some of the world. maybe Japan." I answered.

"Where would you think about going?" It was a double edged sword when we started of thinking about transfers. The reality of it was that we were soldiers and that gave us two choices. Go where the orders sent you, or get out. It didn't matter what girlfriend or boyfriend you left behind. Relationships had to form and be sustainable through thick and thin. No, I didn't want to think about it.
 
"Japan? I wonder about that place. All of the earthquakes and tsumanis. But Germany might be fun. I hear that it is cheaper to get beer than it is to get water. I thought about Hawaii" I said, "But was told that it was a five year wait! For crying out loud, five years?! Really?" I couldn't believe it, but then that subsided. No sense in yelling or getting angry. I was just in, like her, and this kind of talk may not be the best. We continued on to my place, my eyes were on a swivel looking for any sign of that sergeant. My fists were balled up and I was ready to run, for some reason. It was all about safety. I wanted to keep Amanda safe because she was the world to me now, she was the first for me and I didn't want to see anything happen to her.

"What are you wearing?" the text messenger asked.

"Just the usual. A t-shirt and some blue jeans" Sandra replied.

"Really? That's it?"
 
"I thought about Hawaii also, but not sure I'd enjoy the tropical climate. I hear air conditioning isn't a must have and I would definitely need air in that environment. Still, the beach, sun and lazy weekends would be fun. "

I kept my eye out for the familiar faces. At some point when you had hung around a place long enough, your face became a norm and most people dismissed you. When you were out of the norm, you stuck out like a sore thumb and everyone noticed you.
 
"Better than being in Kansas. It's either too damn hot or too damn cold!" joshing as we neared the barracks. It was quiet out. Only a couple of people walking around towards the mail room and there were a couple of schmucks that were on extra duty that were picking out weeds at the volley ball court. I hated to be them. "So, let me ask you this, if you and me got a chance to get away, what would you like to do that we can't do here?" not trying to be sexual or anything, but I wanted to know what was something that she wanted to try, like a bucket list; maybe skydiving or scuba diving, something that we couldn't do here because there were no facilities available, plus the Army wouldn't allow us to do parachuting.

At the same time Sandra was pretty much picking up where we left off with her mystery messenger. "Finger yourself" it demanded.

"I am" she moaned.

"Let me see it"
 
"I'd love to get a away to do some downhill skiing. There's something about going down hill with your hair on fire, if you know what I mean. I know it's not an ideal environment, being cold and all, but I figure it's easier to put on another layer than to sweat to death without being able to shed anything else. Can only dress down to your skin. Besides, I like the idea of after a long day on the slope, retiring to the lodge and to sitting in front of the fire."

I thought about what else I would like to do.

"I could handle some scuba diving in one of those remote resorts somewhere. I don't mind wearing the BCD and sticking a regulator in my mouth. It's all about the scenery. I could enjoy diving some reefs and maybe some sunken ships. Just no sharks please."

I grinned. " what would you do?"
 
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