Soldiers in love

Patty

I felt like one of those dumb blonde bimboes in late-night scary movies. You know, the kind that stupidly runs through the woods in bra and panties and high heels (who the hell dresses like that in a forest full of monsters?), tripping over every twig and then just lying there screaming as the monster gains on her. Then getting up just in the nick of time, only to stumble again a moment later, so the monster can catch up to her again. I was stumbling around in the dark in the cave just like that, tripping over every little unseen rock now. Only I wanted the "monster" to catch me and ravage me!

But like I told Paul, I knew I would find him, I have built-in cock radar, and I stumbled my way to just inches from him. "I can sense the presence of your big, hard cock Paul. Put on the light so I can look at it. I long to see your beautiful hard dick again."

But he said nothing, and he left the light off. I reached out to in the darkness, and my hand brushed against his quivering cock.

"See, Paul, I told you you can't escape my dick radar!" I laughed.

His warm, loving arms wrapped around me, and he wrestled me down onto a blanket that he had spread in that corner of the cave. I felt his face with my hands, and I touched the night-vision goggles.

"Hey, no fair," I protested, grabbing them off his face and slipping them on my own face. His cock looked green, but it was still nice to be able to see his cock at all. But after a minute or two of gazing at his cock that way, my head was buzzing. I decided it was better to not see Paul's beautiful cock at all for right now, then to watch it glowing green and making my head spin. So I took off the night vision goggles and handed them back to Paul.

"I don't know how anybody can wear these damned things!" I declared. "Besides, I don't need them!"

"Oh, yeah, your dick radar, huh?"

"You betcha" I grinned, my smile wasted in the dark, as my dick radar zeroed-in my hands to wrap around his hard-on, and my lips to kiss all over his balls. "If I could only somehow sell my Dick Radar to the army, they could find every horny enemy soldier, no matter how well hidden."

"But right now," I continued, kissing and licking at his cock but unable to actually see it, "There's only one horny soldier I'm interested in, and believe me, he's NO enemy!"
 
Paul

He uses all his will power to push Patty off of him and he vanished into the darkness again, you hear the sound of feet entering water behind you and than you hear hard breathing and a buzzing noise of night vision goggles. Paul’s dick was so hard and dripping of precum and he had to fight hard against his urges to keep this game going, he was doing this for a reason. He heard Patty coming and he turned his head and saw her approaching from behind him, he turned his body and spun around her and grabbed her tight, he than pushed her to the stone wall and pushed two fingers into her wet sopping love hole, he hand another finger start to probe her ass hard. He started to laugh, as he knew he was winning and he would make her cum first, which was the advantage Paul had, he knew the rules and she didn’t. He only laughed.
 
Patty

Is it any wonder that I love this beautiful, beautiful man? As horny as he was, he wanted only to bring me pleasure, and cared only about making me come first.

With the cave pitch dark, my other senses were heightened, to compensate for my lack of vision. Paul's two fingers in my pussy and one in my ass felt even more amazing, for being able to feel them without being to see his fingers. The fishy smell of my increasingly-moist pussy. The faint smell of his pre-come dribbling out of his cock. The lingering taste of his hard cock that I had been so eagerly licking only moments before. The sound of my heavy breathing echoing against the cave walls.

I couldn't help myself. I wanted and needed him to eat my pussy. NOW! I placed both of my hands atop his head, and pushed down hard. Army training had made my arms stronger than they have ever been before. and I easily positioned his head exactly where I wanted it. Paul hungrily lapped at my pussy, and the loud smacking noises that my pussy was making, coupled with the long, slow slurps of his skilled tongue, were echoing off the cave walls and making me hornier by the second. As he licked and I enjoyed the sweet music of our lust, I frantically ran my fingers through his thick, luxurious, silky hair.

A part of me, maybe 5%, still desperately wanted to grab the flashlight and look at that big, beautiful hard cock of his. I had not been able to admire his gorgeous hard-on in far too long a time now. That 5% of me wanted to just admire the wonderful man-meat that is now mine and mine alone to enjoy. But the other 95% of me was too busy enjoying the loving treatment that my man was giving to me in the dark, to care about the flashlight right now.

I reached out in the dark and wrapped one hand around his thick, pulsating cock, loving the feel of the cock that I couldn't see, letting his pre-come dribble into my palm. My other hand cupped his neck and pulled his face in even closer to my pussy. I was panting with desire, sobbing with joy, and softly moaning in contentment. But when he sucked my clit up into his mouth, my soft moans turned to loud screaming wails of impending orgasm.

With tears streaming down my cheeks, and juices welling-up all over the interior of my walls, I cried out, "I love you, Paul. I love you!" as my first burst thoroughly soaked his face. Again, I wished for sight, just to be able to see the big smile that I knew was on his come-soaked face now. I was ready to come several more times, and luckily for me, Paul wasn't ready to stop yet, either. I just wanted him to keep licking, and me to keep coming in the dark, and Paul seemed to want only that now, too.
 
Paul

He lapped up every drop of her love juices, she pressed her sex into his face as hard as she could, and she was an animal driven by lust. Paul kept on fingering her pussy and ass while he sucked hard on her clit, he now had 3 fingers in her pussy and 2 in her ass pounding hard in and out. You could hear that gushing sound echo off the walls, is she wanted something else; she would have to fight against Paul and take it herself. She tasted so good and he wished he could do this forever, he would never tire and never get sick of her, he would propose to her soon, he had the ring, but just didn’t know when to give it to her, so he was stalling for time. He heard a noise coming from the far side of the tunnel and Paul stopped what he was doing and he turned his head, but he could not see anything.

“Patty, stay here and stay quiet. I am going to go get my weapons; I don’t think we are alone here. I remember my way back to the hummer, so take these night vision goggles and hide yourself until I return..”

Paul slowly creeps off back the way he came in and gets to the hummer and picks his M9 hand gun and he holsters it and he picks up his M-16 rifle with laser sight, he also screws on the silencer and he cocks his gun. He walks back to where Patty was and he took the goggles from her and he scanned the area and saw there was nothing in here at all, it was just a lizard he saw. Paul wipes the sweat from his forehead and looks back to Patty and smiles.

“Patty, false alarm love, it was only a lizard, now where was I? Oh yes.”

He takes the goggles off and sets his rifle down to the side and he dives back into your pussy and he begins to lick your ass while he sticks 3 fingers back into your pussy, he probes your ass with his tongue hard.

“Patty I love you so much, you are the love of my life.”
 
Patty

I don't know which scared me more, the noise in the cave, or Paul reacting by grabbing a gun. I mean, being shot by friendly fire in Iraq would be bad enough, but how would Paul explain to the army and to my family, if he accidentally shot me in a dark cave while in the act of eating my horny pussy?

During my sweetie's absence, I stumbled my way back to the flashlight and turned it on. I saw nothing, but Paul could see more with those night-vision goggles.

Luckily, the noise was only a lizard. I set the flashlight down next to us, and cooed, "There's only ONE reptile I'm interested in right now, Paul. And that's your one-eyed trouser snake!" With that, I slithered my tongue like a cobra, and hissing lustily, I darted my tongue out at his beautiful hard-on, illuminated by the flashlight. It looked so beautiful to me now, that I didn't know whether to just gaze lovingly at it, lick at it, or hungrily swallow it down my cock-hungry throat.

Paul seemed to resist my lusty advances, he wanted to just endlessly eat my pussy. And as much I enjoy coming endlessly in his mouth, I felt that if I didn't suck-down his come, and damned soon, I would just about bust inside. The army had made me very strong, and every time he sat up or struggled to break free, I merely pushed him back down onto his back, held his chest down with my left hand, and took another long, slow lick up his cock.

I did let him continue to slip multiple fingers up my pussy and my ass, and that felt divine, but having his quivering, throbbing cock pressed up against my face felt even better.

I gently sucked his balls into my mouth and nibbled on them, and he groaned with pure pleasure. He finally stopped trying to get up, and finally resigned himself that he was in for the best blowjob he had ever received, and resistance was futile.

I took gentle little love nibbles all the way up his pulsating shaft, lovingly kissed his cock-head, and finally slipped just the tip of his cock past my lips. I wrapped my hand around his cock, opened my mouth, and slowly slid my lips down his cock, my tongue soothing and lubricating the entire circumference of his shaft, as I slowly slid my mouth down over more and more of him. My hand slid down out of the way as I guided more of his shaft up into my throat. "Mmmmmmmmm!" I moaned, as I took more and more of him down my throat.

When he was finally all the way in, balls to my lips, I rolled us over. With me flat on my back on the cave floor, my arms and legs lovingly wrapped around him, I encouraged Paul to thrust himself slowly but powerfully down my throat, as I just lay there, enjoying the sight, sound, and feel of him eagerly fucking my mouth.

"That's right, baby! Fuck your girlfriend's cock-hungry mouth! Give it to me, baby! Thrust it ALL down my hungry throat! Mmmm! Oh, YES! Oh, I am just a cock-hungry slut now. I am YOUR cock-hungry slut, Paul! And all that I want, all that I need now, is to suck your big, beautiful, rock-hard COCK, baby! Mmmmm, you taste SO good! You are SO good to me, the powerful way you fuck my mouth! I just LOVE sucking on you, Paul! I love watching you stuff and jam your cock down my throat! Oh, YES, I LOVE it! I love YOU, Paul! Just fuck my mouth now, baby! Mmmmmmm!"
 
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Paul

She was strong, maybe stronger than me; it was simply amazing of what powers lust can give a person. She was ordering me to fuck her mouth, but I have never done anything like that, so I question it.

“MMMm Patty, I don’t know how, I don’t want to hurt you love. Ohhhhh yeahhhh.”

He feels your tongue working its way around his cock and you could taste his pre cum bubbling out. He continued to finger fuck your pussy and ass and you could hear loud gushing noises emanating from your pussy, he didn’t want to stop, but with him on top now, he could eat you more, if she wanted to suck his cock more than she would have to take it by force. He slipped from your mouth and went back to eating your pussy, this time his hand was rubbing your clit, while his tongue was all the way in your ass swirling around. He loved your taste and wanted to make you cum again.
 
Patty

Paul's playing hard-to-get had started out exciting and playful, cute even, but now it was bordering on irritating. I had been forced to content myself with tasting only his pre-come, when what I had truly wanted was to taste his come on my tongue and feel his man-juice blasting powerfully down my throat.

Now he was back to licking my pussy, which I have to admit felt wonderful, and I surrendered myself to four, five, maybe six powerful orgasms against his loving face. By now, I was so desperately horny that I was ready to scream in frustration. I wrapped both hands around his cock, and stuffed him deep in my tight, hot, wet, dripping pussy. "If you won't fuck my mouth and come down my throat, then dammit, you WILL fuck my pussy, Paul!" I rolled over on top of him, pinning him down with my hands and knees, and riding straight up and down his long, thick shaft, which was pointing straight up in its horniness. If anything, my domninating attitude seemed to make him even hornier! I was in charge now, in complete control of what we did and how fast we did it, as I vigorously and enthusiastically rode myself straight up and down over him. It had been far too long since my pussy had been completely and thoroughly fucked like this, and no way was I going to let Paul get out of this now. "You are my prisoner," I giggled, as I squeezed my pussy muscles very tight around his cock, which was deeply buried up into me. "Not a prisoner of war, but my prisoner of love. And all's fair in love and war!"
 
Paul

She was strong, but Paul could get out of this if he wanted to and he would all in do time, but he would make her cum a couple of times first before he started to play this love war game. He started to thrust hard into her, matching her thrusts with his upward thrusts. He pounded away for minutes and he felt his climax building, he felt her cum hard a few times, they were making love for about two hours now. Patty never let him up. The sounds of his cock moving in and out of her wet gushing pussy were so sexy, his and her love juices were leaking out of her and going down her leg to leak down to his balls and asshole. He moaned loud and cummed again in her pussy. Both you and Paul were covered in sweat of lust. Paul was breathing hard and trying to catch his breath, but he saw the look in his lovers eyes, and they told him she wanted more.

“MMmm oh my god Patty. You have drained me; you are to good to me. I love you so much, I don’t know if I can go on anymore. I love you, I love you, I love you soooo much, I don’t ever want to leave your side or your pussy. It is a fine fit don’t you think?”

He looks to you as he continues to catch his breathe.

“Love, can you go and get some water, it is in my bag, and two ice cold bottles of water are in there. I am so thirsty; you can go ahead and take the first bottle, since you have to be dehydrating, so drink all you need. Than I will worry about myself, your pussy is so tight love it is great. I love you so much.”

He drops his head back to the blanket and closes his eyes as you got off him and kissed him on the lips, but you could tell he was very tired, and she got up and went for the two bottles of ice cold water.
 
Patty

When I return from the Hummer with the two bottles of water, I am still naked, and covered in our well-blended love juices. Paul is already asleep, also still naked, also messy with both of our love juices. He lies face-up on the blanket in the dark cave, snoring softly.

I pick up his khaki uniform shirt, and the little red-velvet jewelry box once more slips out of his pocket. I somehow resist the powerful urge to open the box and see of it is an engagement ring, as I suspect. Instead, I simply pour a little bit of water on his shirt, and gently rub his face and parched lips as he sleeps. I take several long gulps from my own water bottle. Then I lie down on top of my sleeping hunk, slipping my pussy contentedly over his now-spent and semi-soft cock. Even in his sleep, he instinctively knows to wrap his strong arms around me. I rest my head on his muscular chest, and join him in a peaceful sleep, both of us softly snoring in our secluded cave.

In my dream, we both awaken at the first rays of the morning sun, his cock begins to stir and harden in my pussy, and he chooses that perfect moment to slip the engagement ring on my finger and ask me to marry him. I shout out a loud yes, kiss him, and we celebrate our engagement, our mutual happines, with a slow, delicious, very loving fuck. Oh, how I wish now that this sweet dream will turn into blissful reality at sunrise.
 
Paul

As he slept he had a dream of terror.

He was walking through a grassy plain with the sun shining, he saw Patty on the other side running towards him with happiness emanating from her. Paul smiled as he jumped up and started to run towards her with his arms wide open, than the sky turned black and it started to rain, the winds started to blow hard and lightning hit the ground. He than saw dark forms with AK-47s appear out of the ground and they pointed there guns at Patty, but she didn’t seem to stop running and she didn’t notice them. Paul saw them and he drew his M9 and yelled out to her.

In reality, he was talking in his sleep.

“PATTY, GET DOWN THEY HAVE GUNS POINTED TO YOU, ILL SAVE YOU, PATTY GET DOWN!!”

But she could see the forms now as they pointed the guns at her. Paul started to fire at them, but the bullets went through them not hurting them.

“PATTY GET DOWN!! DIE YOU FUCKING ASSHOLES!! DON’T YOU DARE HURT MY LOVING BEAUTIFUL ANGEL WIFE!! I LOVE HER!!”

In reality, he started to fire his gun into the wall as he slept, yelling all that.

“SHE IS TO BE MY WIFE NOOOOOO!!! PATTYYY!!”

He saw them open fire and kill her in cold blood and he heard her screams.

“Patty, no, don’t leave me baby.”

He ran to her side and kneeled beside her, her body was completely shot up, Paul started to cry as he looked to his gun.


“Patty, I love you and we will be together even in death, you are to be my wife and I should have asked you sooner. Patty will you marry you, answer me in the light love, ill be there in a minute.”

In reality, he rose the gun to his head and held it, tears were streaming down his eyes as he slept. He pulled the hammer back and looked to you as if he was going to fire. What would Patty do?? This was all in his dream, but some of his actions were taking place in real life.
 
Patty

I awaken to hear sounds of gunfire, and to find Paul shooting. I fear that stubborn Iraqi hold-outs have found our secluded cave. But Paul, while standing and firing, has his eyes closed and is snoring.

"Paul," I shake him. "Paul, wake up! You're having a nightmare! Wake up, Paul!"

He continues shooting the cave walls and hollering, but he slowly comes to, dazed and confused. Seeing me standing beside him, both of us still naked, he wraps his arms around my waist and cries onto my shoulder.

"Oh, Patty, you're alive!" he sobs. "I feared that the Iraqis had shot you."

"Shh," I comforted him, stroking his full, thick, silky hair. "Shh, I'm right here. I love you, and I'm not going anywhere without you, Paul."

"I know that now," he sobbed. "Because in the dream, we were together in death, through all eternity."

"And so we shall be, my love. So we shall be. But not before a long, full lifetime together here on earth," I reassured him. "Here, I know what will make us both feel much better." And with that, I lay down on the army blanket on the cave floor, and gently pulled Paul down on top of me.

"Oh, Patty, I love you so much," he sobbed, as he guided his beautiful hard love-muscle into me. "I have been a fool, such a fool, not to make it permanent between us before now. I want us to be together forever and always. I never want to lose you."

As he slowly, lovingly slid himself in and out of my tight, loving pussy, I continued to soothingly stroke his hair, and I moaned softly in ecstaic delirium at the love and comfort we were now sharing. I wondered if now would be when he would at last present that red velvet jewelry box to me, and ask me to marry him. If ever there was the perfect time and place to seal our eternal love with a marriage proposal, our sweet lovemaking in our secluded cave, after his nightmare about losing me, was the perfect time and the absolute right place. What was Paul waiting for?
 
Paul

All that was just a dream and I was glad for that. My cock was slipping in and out of your slick pussy and it felt so good.

“Ohhhh Patty, you are so tight and so beautiful and I wont ever let anyone or anything ever take you away from me. I promise, Ohhhhh yeahhhhh. Patty will you marry me?”

He asked the question and pulled that red box out for you and showed you a large diamond ring. He waited for you to answer and he continued to spear your pussy deep with his cock as his eyes kept gazing into yours and you answered him. He slipped the ring on your finger as he waited.

Patty- “Paul Yess I will marry you and I will love you for all eternity NOW SHOOT YOUR BIG LOAD INTO ME! I want to suck your thick cock again and after that I want you to eat me again.”

Paul smiled as he exploded into your pussy hard, filling you up.

“Patty you have gotten a lot stronger, but I don’t think you can keep me down love. I am so happy that you said yes, but if you cant keep me down you cant have my cock in your mouth.”

He stood up and looked to the ring he slipped on your finger and waited for you to try and take him to the ground and pin him down, he didn’t think you could.

“Come on Patty, I know you want it, come and get it. I love it when a woman gets fierce and takes what she wants; it is such a turn on. Now show me what you got.”

He waited for it and he stood in a defensive position and waited for you to come in. Paul was so happy that he was going to be married to a goddess, he wanted to be out of the army right now and be in bed with her right now, but that would come in time.
 
Patty

Will I marry you? Yes, of course, Paul. Yes, yes, a million times, YES! I can't imagine my life without you any more, Paul. I have been dreaming of the day when I could call myself Mrs. Paul Darknight, I just love the sound of that name! So yes, Paul, YES! I can hardly wait for our return to civilian life, to begin our new life together as Paul and Patty Darknight!

I couldn't stop admiring the huge diamond that Paul had slipped onto my finger: not because I am greedy, but because the enormous size of that diamond symbolized to me the vastness of our love for each other. "How appropriate," I giggled. "The biggest ring from the man with the biggest cock!" His willingness to buy me such an obviously-expensive diamond showed me that he must truly love me as much as I love him.

But now Paul had made a dare to me. Paul didn't know that I used to take every dare my brothers tossed at me growing up. So when he dared me to pin him down, I was determined to win.

I ran through the dark cave, and my infallible cock-radar instantly found him. Having caught him, I stood behind him, and I wrapped my arms lovingly around him, one hand on his chest and one on his cock. I softly kissed his shoulder blades, as I pressed my bare pussy hard up against his naked, muscular ass, massaging his chest in one hand and his thick cock in the other hand. He moaned in delight and thrust his gorgeous ass backward into my pussy.

Now that he was relaxed and no longer on guard, I gave him my famous martial-arts flip. He landed squarely on his back on the cave floor, with a stunned expression on his face that was absolutely priceless.

My thighs pinned his knees down, as my hands pressed on his chest for three purposes: to steady myself over him, to pin him down, and to massage his nipples into rock-hardness.

Having won the dare, I bent my head down over him to claim my wonderful reward. Normally, I would have wrapped my hand around his hard-on, to guide it to my mouth. Since both of my hands were already busy on his chest, I simply aligned my mouth above his hard, throbbing cock, and slipped my lips down over his lovely pulsating manhood, to enjoy my hard-won and very tasty prize.
 
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Paul

He was simply amazed at her strength and awareness, she easily took him to the point of climax as she kissed his shoulder blades and stroked his rock hard cock, he let out a loud moan as he gently pushed his ass into her wet sopping pussy. She suddenly flipped him to the ground and Paul felt a sudden shock of pain surging through his back, but it was quickly pushed away as he felt Patty’s soft hands pinching and rolling through her fingers and her mouth was engulfing his large cock and he loved it when she did that. He let out a loud moan of.

“PATTTY I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, I AM GOING TO CUMMM!!!”

You quickly brought him to orgasm as he blew his load into your mouth and the force from it made you rise up off his cock and take the shots to your face as it erupted hard all over you. This was the most you saw Paul cum and it was amazing, even though he was not spurting out gallons of cum, he was still leaking at this point for you. He looked to you and he saw that you were lusting after his cum as he took his softening cock back into your mouth and milked it for every drop of cum, all Paul did was moan and jerk his body off the ground. He moaned.

“Ohhhh Patty don’t stop babe, don’t take my cock from your mouth, just keep sucking on it forever, oh god it feels so good. I am so glad we are to be wed, because I could not live with out you, if you ever left me I would die because I would not be able to live with out you and your sweet soul beside mine.”
 
Patty

I sucked Paul to three more orgasms, none as powerful as that first hot blast down my throat. The first of these was hurried and frantic, but the last two were slower and more leisurely, just enjoying the feel of his hardness in my mouth, the taste of his dribbling man-cream.

"I love you SO much, Paul!" I moaned as I sucked on him.

"No more," he groaned, after coming in my mouth for the fourth time in half an hour. "The well is dry for now, Patty. You have shown me how much you love me, my darling. Now let me show you how much I love you, my sweet angel."

Army training had made Paul very strong, just as it had for me. He placed one arm behind my knees, and the other hand behind my back, and he had no problem knocking me off my feet, and flat on my back on the cave floor. I spread my knees wide apart, sucked in my breath, and prepared myself for what I knew would be the best, the hottest, the most loving cunnilingus that any man had ever performed on me. The pussy-eating that would seal our love, our commitment, our marital engagement.

Paul flickered his tongue in mid-air at me, suggesting what he was about to do. My hips shook, my thighs quivered, and my pelvis rose up in anticipation of meeting his tongue.

"Eat me, Paul," I moaned in a soft whisper. "Show me how much you love me."
 
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Patty

The army has the lousiest timing!

I mean, here I was naked on the floor of a secluded cave, with my deliciously naked hunk Paul, the man I love with all my heart and soul, having just propoosed to me, and now sealing our engagement by doing a first-class job of eating-out my pussy. My ass was about three feet off the cave floor, my back bent in a high arch. His sucking lips and swirling tongue were all over the outside and inside of my pussy, on my clit, and on my G-spot, too. I was now just seconds away from what felt like it would be the most killer orgasm of my whole life.

And that precise moment is when the radio in our Hummer crackled loudly. "Darknight! Where the hell ARE you? You were due back on base at oh-six-hundred, and it is now oh-seven-thirty!"

"Oh, shit!" I groaned. Paul began to back his head from between my thighs, but I locked my legs tightly around his neck and refused to let him go. "Don't even THINK about it, soldier boy!" I moaned. "You're not leaving until I COME!"

Paul eagerly sucked my clit back up into his mouth, and gently sank his teeth into my sensitive love button, while shaking his head from side to side. With my legs still locked around his neck, I grabbed his head in both of my hands. Moaning, and shaking from head to toe, I exploded my love nectar all over his face. I mean, I was squirting my love juices not only on his mouth and chin, but up his nose, in his eye, on his forehead, and even into his thick, lustrous hair!

He slid up my body, and I hungrily French-kissed his mouth as my hand encircled his cock and rubbed it in my rapidly-flowing love juices, until his cock was as thickly coated with my love juices, as my pussy lips and my thighs were.

"Let's not bother to clean up," I grinned, and we both hurriedly dressed and jumped into the Hummer. The whole ride back to base, I could smell the powerful and intoxicating scent of fresh, raw sex on both of our bodies. I knew that all of our fellow soldiers would smell it on us, too, and then they would all know why we were both so late getting back to base.

Paul reported in to his sergeant, and I to mine. We thought we would both be in trouble for getting back late, but miraculously, we weren't.

"Good news," my sergeant grinned. "Our entire unit are all leaving Iraq first thing tomorrow morning. We're goin' home to the good ole U.S. of A!"

"Do you know if Paul Darknight is going home tomorrow, too, Sergeant?" I asked her.

She laughed. "I figured your first question would be about him! So I checked, and yes, he goes home tomorrow, too."

"You know about Paul and me?" I asked, surprised.

"You two aren't exactly subtle about it. The way you make loving eyes at each other constantly."

"Paul wasn't subtle about something else, either," I smiled, extending my hand to the sergeant, and nearly blinding her with my enormous shiny rock.

The sergeant forgot all about rank distinctions for a moment, and we were now just two women far from home, as she exclaimed, "Oh, Patty, it's beautiful. Boy, he must REALLY love you!"

"Oh, he does, he DOES! And I love him like crazy!"

"So, have you two set the date yet?"

"No, but we want it to be as soon as possible!"

"Well, Patty, the Navy's going to take us all home on the Aircraft Carrier Abraham Lincoln, since they are sailing for home tomorrow, too. I'm sure the Captain of the ship would be happy to marry you two at sea!"

Just then, Paul appeared, grinning. "Oh, Patty," he hugged me. "We're going home tomorrow! We can get started on our new life as husband and wife!"

"Yes, Paul!" I kissed him. "The sergeant and I were just discussing that. Sergeant, please tell Paul what you just told me."

"I was saying that the Captain of the Abraham Lincoln could marry you two at sea. You don't even have to wait to actually be home, to get married!"

"Oh, Paul!" I kissed him again. "Isn't that wonderfully romantic? A wedding at sea!"

Paul enthusiastically agreed.

The next morning, when all of us bedraggled soldiers arrived on the Abraham Lincoln, our commanding general asked for permission for all of us to come aboard, which the Captain granted. When we are all on the aircraft carrier, the Captain surprised us by asking "Where are Paul Darknight and his fiance Patty?"

"Here, sir!" I replied, nervously clutching Paul's hand.

"I have decided to honor your request to marry you two at sea. And I also have a surprise for you. You probably haven't heard this yet, although this news has been on CNN all day. The Commander in Chief will be landing here tomorrow afternoon, and then addressing the entire country from our decks tomorrow night. So I thought we could hold your wedding ceremony sometime during the five hours between the time he lands and the time he gives his speech. Years from now, you two can tell your grandchildren that President George W. Bush himself attended your wedding!"

Our army commanding general told us, "I also have a surprise for you two. While on board, the President will be awarding medals to you both, for you two having captured 223 Iraqi soldiers, all by yourselves."

"Oh, Paul," I kissed my fiance passionately, throwing my arms around him and enthusiastically kicking up my heel behind me. "This is going to be the best wedding EVER!"

My sergeant pulled me aside and whispered, "You two had better wash that sex scent off of you, before you meet the President." Paul and I both laughed explosively at her comment, and at our sweet memory of what had given us that scent in the first place. Hand in hand, we happily headed off to the ship's shower room together, half marching in proper military style, and half skipping like little kids, for pure joy now.
 
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Paul

He had heard the news of the wedding on the boat and he was so happy, he could not believe he was going to be wed in front of the President of the United States, how exciting. He and Patty went to the shower room, but Paul stopped and immediately saluted.

“OFFICER ON DECK!”

He looked to the Major and she was staring at both of them, he saw Patty salute as well and she leaned in and whispered something in Patty’s ear after telling them at ease.

“Patty, here take the keys to my private chambers on the ship and use my shower so you and your lovely groom to be can wash each other. Go ahead now.”

She put the keys down Patty’s shirt and smiled to her, and a big smile appeared on Paul’s face, he looked to Patty and wondered what was going on, and the Major saluted again, and Paul immediately went back to Army mode and saluted the high ranking Major, she smiled to Patty and she walked off. Paul again looked to Patty wondering what was going on. He saw that the major put something down her shirt and had no idea of what it was. But he was sure he was going to find out.

“Patty my love, what the hell was that all about? Tell me please, I am dying to know.”

He was like a little kid, and he could tell she was holding him to suspense. She was a tease and that was final.
 
Patty

The major had slid the key to her private room on the Abraham Lincoln down my blouse, so Paul and I could shower together in privacy. But she had let her hand stray down my cleavage and over my nipples, a second or two longer than was militarily proper.

I silently led Paul by the hand to the door of the major's quarters. I wrapped my hand around his wrist and guided his hand down my cleavage. He fished out the key, and I unlocked the door.

"This is a major's private quarters!" he gasped. "We could get in so much trouble!" I put my finger to his lips and whispered "Shhh!" but Paul would not cease his protests. So I pressed my lips tight up against his, and slowly, gently slid my tongue into his mouth. His whispered protests quickly dissolved into loud, passionate moans. I kicked the major's door closed behind us with my foot, and without missing a beat in our passionate French kiss, I began to hungrily strip him. He just as hungrily stripped me, and when we were completely naked, I led him by the hand to the shower.

We soaped each other all over, and while I was washing his cock, I let myself accidentally-on-purpose drop the soap. I bent over to pick up the soap, and looked over my shoulder to make sure he saw what I was doing.

Paul, that wonderful loving man, knew excatly what I wanted. With me still bent over at the waist, he wrapped his arm around me, fondled my soapy breast, and slid his soapy cock straight into my ass. I moaned and slammed my ass very hard back into him, until his balls were pressed tight up against my ass cheeks and my sphincter muscles were clutching his cock very tightly, refusing to let go. He slid a finger into my pussy, and I almost instantly came on his hand, as he blasted his come very deep up into my ass.

The major entered the room now, drew back the shower curtain, and stepped naked into the shower with us. She soaped me all over first, then Paul. She dropped to her knees, alternately licking at my pussy and Paul's cock. We both exploded in her mouth, and she hungrily licked up every last drop.

"Thank you for letting me share in the very deep love you two obviously have for each other," the major smiled.

"No, thank you," Paul and I smiled, as we each slid a finger into her, and let her come on both Paul's hand and mine at the same time. I licked the Major's pussy juice off Paul's finger, as he licked my own finger.

The major quickly dressed, and she left Paul and me alone again, still in the shower.

Paul and I paused a few moments to catch our breath, then delicately, lovingly washed every last drop of come off of each other. We dried each other off, dressed each other for our wedding, and hand in hand, returned up on deck, prepared now to exchange our vows before the President himself!
 
Paul

Everything was happening to fast for Paul, he was seeing in blur mode or something, he was so nervous and excited his stomach was turning and stirring. He needed to breathe; he was so happy that he was going to get married to Patty, the love of his life. But the whole ceremony was getting him nervous.

“Patty, I need to get some air my love. I can’t breathe in here.”

He walks out of the room and heads to the fresh sea air, there he looks to the sky and takes in deep breathes of fresh air. He just thinks of how is life is going to be when he gets married and thinks of how happy Patty makes him and will make him, he could only smile and take deep breathes.

“Patty I love you so much, thank you God for letting me meet such a woman. No, not a woman, a Goddess sent from Heaven to be with me.”

He spoke to himself and just looked to the blue sky.
 
Patty

I could tell that Paul was very nervous and excited, just minutes before our wedding. So I gave him a few minutes alone up on deck, to catch his breath. Then after a few minutes, I went up on deck to check on him.

From the shadows, I heard him say, “Patty I love you so much, thank you God for letting me meet such a woman. No, not a woman, a Goddess sent from Heaven to be with me.”

I smiled on overhearing his words, knowing for certain now that Paul loves me every bit as much as I love him. The absolutely amazing and spectacular sex between us not ten minutes before had already convinced me of our true, deep love, but his words now erased any doubts that might have still existed. This was going to be a true marriage of soulmates, far above and beyond 99.9% of all ordinary marriages. "Thank you, God," I declared, "for answering my prayers, and sending me a man beyond anything I ever dared even dream of or hope for, before now."

Paul must have heard me, for he spun around and smiled at me, looking so very handsome in his crisp dress uniform. My nervousness melted away the instant I took his white-gloved hand in my own white lace glove, which matched my white bridal gown, veil, and long train.

We both took a deep breath, and drawing new-found strength and confidence from each other, we strode hand-in-hand out on deck, to pledge our eternal love and commitment to one another, in the presence of our fellow soildiers and our Commander In Chief.

"Dearly beloved.." the ship's captain began, as Paul and I held hands and gazed deeply, lovingly into each other's eyes, never more certain of anything in our lives than that we love each other deeply, passionately, completely, and forever. My heart raced and pounded loudly in my ears, as the happiest phrase in the universe, "Mrs. Paul Darknight," ran through my mind over and over and over again.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today..."
 
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Paul

They stood before the grand audience and did all the things they were supposed to do at a wedding; it was beautiful, just beautiful. When the Captain asked “do you”, Paul responded.

“No Sir! I take her for much more than that, I love her and every detail on her body, she is perfect and I don’t even deserve her. She is a angel sent from heaven, and her very presence beside me is enough for me to die for. I worship every step she takes on this earth, I would give up my life for her anytime, I love her and that is all, that is all I wanted to say. Umm thanks.”

Paul looked around and blushed as he spoke those words, he knew he was a moron for saying those things.
 
Patty

If you are a moron for speaking what is truly in your heart, Paul, then so am I. I am a better person for knowing and loving you, and a missing piece of my soul has been found and filled in. You complete me. Not to mention, my pussy has never been happier since I started riding you on a regular basis (grin)! I don't know how or why you learned to be so good to a woman, to place her needs even above your own, but I am grateful to you for how well you treat me in every way, and especially sexually. I feel like the luckiest and happiest woman on earth, for knowing and loving you, and for having all of your love and lust directed my way!

And now we stand beside our fellow Iraqi Freedom veterans and the President himself, declaring to the ocean, the world, and the universe, our undying and eternal love for each other.

At last, it comes time to seal our vows with a kiss. I am nervous to do what we had discussed, now that the Commander in Chief himself is watching. Nevertheless, I slowly sink to my knees before you, unzip you, and engulf your cock in one swift gulp, to show my love and commitment for you. You very kindly hide my face under your military uniform jacket, but it is still pretty obvious what I am doing. How would a conservative like George W feel about me declaring my love and sealing our wedding vows with such a public exhibition of our very private feelings?

I needn't have worried. GW put on his thickest Texas drawl and shouted, "Ye-ha! Well, all RIGHT, girl! I love when a woman knows her own mind, knows what she wants, and goes for it, doesn't let anything stand in her way of getting what she wants! You two have a rare and precious love. You must never lose that!"

As I stood up, I pulled my bridal veil down over my face, hiding my enormous grin and the thick drops of Paul's come dribbling down my face. Paul lifted my bridal veil, and kissed me very passionately, licking his own come off my happily-glowing face. He kissed down into my cleavage, then lifted the hem of my bridal gown and planted his face between my thighs. I smoothed the hem of my bridal gown down over his head, hiding him, as he licked me so skillfuly and passionately. Although the crowd couldn't see what he was doing, my red-flushed face, heavy breathing, contented sighs, and ecstatic moans of pure pleasure made it all pretty obvious.

"Ye-ha!" GW repeated. "Show that lovely little lassie how much you love her and care for her. Show her that she is the most special woman in the universe to you!" With that, Paul's tongue slithered directly onto my G-spot, and with a great scream of passion, I came hard and fast and endlessly all over my new husband's face, right there in front of everybody.

I was so glad now that we had the courage to seal our wedding vows so openly and passionately. Was ever a bride happier in all of this world, in all of history?

"I need to be fucked, Paul," I whispered. "Deeply, passionately, completely, repeatedly."

"I'm glad," Paul replied. "Because if your sweet, loving pussy doesn't squeeze the hell out of my hard-on very soon, I think I'm going to literally die of terminal horniness, right here in mid-ocean."

The ship's captain, who performed the wedding service, must have sensed our desperate and mutual horniness, because he told us, "I was supposed to present you with your medals right after the wedding ceremony. But I think I'd better delay that for, oh, I don't know, about 5 hours? Will that be enough time?"

"Enough time for what?" the president asked naively.

The captain took my elbow in one hand, Paul's in the other, and led us both below decks to a cabin that was unbelievably elegant for a Navy ship.

"Oh," the president grinned sheepishly as we left. "Five hours for THAT!"

When we were alone, I turned to Paul. "Well, Paul. We just got married, and we have five hours alone together. I don't know about you, but I'm horny as hell, so horny I'm practically climbing the walls! So, where do you want to start? Fellatio? Cunnilingus? 69? Tie each other up? Spank each other SO good? Or just jump into a good old-fashioned fuck? We'll start wherever you say, my love. So, Paul, what DO you say, where DO we begin, my husband?"
 
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Paul

“I don’t know what can we do? I am up for anything, why don’t you pick love.”

He takes you into his arms and holds you tight as he waited for you to decide.

“Lets not do something regular, we always do regular, so lets do something else gorgeous. I love you so much.”

He held you and you felt his growing manhood pressing against you and he knew you loved the feeling of that, he kissed your neck slightly as you decided.
 
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Patty

As two such rare soulmates, understabdably we could hardly wait to get started on our honeymoon. The way Paul
nuzzled my neck while pressing his rigid cock tight up against me made me melt into his arms.

Mazybe it was selfish of me, but I wanted to start by feeling his tongue sliding very deep into my extremely moist
love channel. I lifted my skirt to him, and gestured for him to plant his loving mouth there.

But before we could start anything serious, there was a knock on the door. We were due in port in an hour, and
the President wanted the photo op before arriving in port, as medals were pinned on Paul and me aboard ship, for
capturing so many Iraqi prisoners of war. Paul and I had barely started removing clothing when we had to dress
again and return up on deck.

After the medals were awarded, before Paul and I could get back to being naughty, we were in port.
The press asked us all about our battle experience, meeting the president, getting medals. It seemed like hours
before we could escape, and our romantic mood had temprorarily left us both.

On our way to our hotel room, we passed a movie theatre. Jim Carey's new movie, Bruce Almighty, was playing,
and we decided to stop in and see it. I'm glad we did. I haven't laughed so hard in a very long time, what with
battle and all. I was relaxed again, and so was Paul, and we began to rekindle our newlywed spark now while
atching the movie.

And then Jim Carey used his godly powers to make Jennifer Aniston have the most amazing series of orgasms in her
life, just with his mind.

"I wish I had that kind of power with you," Paul whispered.

"You do," I grinned. "It's called your tongue."

"What can I say?" Paul smiled, his eyes sparkling. "I love to lick your very sensitive clit."

I laughed. "Your tongue is great that way, too. But I was refering to talking. You know, great foreplay starts with
a nice meal or a great movie, and terrific conversation. Then that skilled tongue on my clit just clinches the deal," I
grinned. "But guess what? Without the converstation first, your tongue on my clit just ain't gonna happen, let
alone your cock in my pussy."

"What about NOW?" Paul grinned.

"What ABOUT now?" I puzzled.

"I mean, what about my tongue on your clit right now?"

"Here in the movie theatre? Mmmm, I'd like that! I want to get very naughty with you, here and now. If you're
brave enough."

"You know I can't refuse a dare," Paul smiled, lifting the hem of my skirt and resting his face in my lap. Slowly,
teasingly, his tongue began to swirl and dance between my thighs, until I was twitching and my pussy was wetter
than it had been in weeks. I didn't care about the movie any more. I simply stroked his hair and tried desperately
to stifle my moans, so others in the theatre wouldn't guess what we were doing.

I was just about to come, when the movie ended and the house lights came back on. I smoothed down the hem of
my skirt, frustrated that I was once more thwarted in my attempt to come all over my new husband's face. Paul
and I held hands and ran down the street to our hotel.

We told the desk clerk to hurry with our registration, and after what seemed like hours but was probably less than
3 minutes, we were in the room, slammed the door shut, and practically tore each other's clothes off.

"Since you are unsure where to start, my darling, I'll tell YOU!" I dropped to the plushly-carpeted floor of our
honeymoon suite, pulling him down with me.

"I love you, and I want to suck your cock, Mister Darknight!"

"And I want to eat your pussy, Mrs. Darknight, my love," Paul grinned.

And right there on the floor, I pressed my face tight up against his beautiful hard cock and balls, the most beautiful
sight I had ever seen in my life, while his magical tongue took his first tentative swipe at my pussy.

"Let's make this the hottest 69 in the history of the universe," I grinned at Paul.

I'll let Paul describe in detail, what happened next.
 
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