4 comments/ 14988 views/ 7 favorites Iraq Ch. 01 By: Cyyber_Chick Closing my eyes, I could still see the screen in front of me. No matter what, there was always more to read. Every day from noon until 2:00 or 3:00 in the morning I was there, reading, asking questions, reporting what I found and making recommendations. That didn't leave much time for anything else, including sleep, and my few diversions consisted of shift change meetings and uninspiring visits to the DFAC. I had settled into a routine and decided it was going to be a long four months. One evening as I walking back with my friend Lisa through the blistering Iraqi heat from another slightly nauseating round of plain noodles, soggy broccoli, and some unidentifiable meat-like substance, I saw a new guy waiting at the ECP, talking to guards about where he could drop off his gear. The one positive thing about the place, I had to admit, was the scenery. There were lots of incredibly attractive, unbelievably fit men running around in the smallest shorts I'd ever seen apart from my 8 year-old niece's dance costumes. And while he was wearing regular clothes and not my favorite little black shorts, I couldn't help but stare at the guy as I walked by. He didn't look much different than most of my favorite scenery -- tall, shaved head, broad shoulders, great ass -- but something about him just looked like more fun than any of the others. While the enormously lop-sided ration of men to women was something I was particularly fond of, it did make everyone look at you and say hello when you walked by and my attempt at smooth and surreptitious thus failed miserably when he caught me checking him out. The best I could do was just to look him in the eye and smile, admitting without words that I had, in fact, been staring at his ass and daring him to do anything about it. As soon as we were out of earshot I turned to Lisa. "Oh my God! Did you see that guy? He totally caught me checking him out!" Already laughing at me, she replied, "Yeah, but come on. He was hot. You couldn't not look. He'll get over it. I'm sure he was flattered." Two steps later she added, "After all, how many dusty, dirty, sweaty women in oversize T-shirts and cargo pants have probably checked him out since he arrived?" "Bitch!" I said as I jokingly shoved her towards the concrete barriers lining the sidewalk. "Besides, you looked too. I know you did." "Well, yeah, maybe just for a second," she admitted. Lisa didn't say anything about him for the rest of night and I had almost forgotten the incident as I walked back through the dark towards my trailer. It had been a long day and I was looking forward to a nice cool shower and a few uninterrupted hours of sleep. Grabbing my shower kit and towel, I changed from boots into flip flops and headed through the dark rows of trailers towards the showers. Not nearly as good as my bathroom or shower at home, it was still one of the best parts of my day... washing off the dust and grime that managed to permeate every layer of clothing and getting rid of the Iraq Smell, as I called it. I always felt more like myself after a shower and more like a woman, softer and clean-smelling. Both because of the hours I worked and because there just weren't many women there period, I usually had the whole shower trailer to myself. Deciding to take advantage of the moment, I closed my eyes and pictured the new guy... staring at me while I stared back at him, smiling. With the water running over my body, I thought about what it would feel like to get my hands on him... and to feel his hands on me. I slowly reached down to touch myself, mildly surprised at how aroused I was just thinking about him. Fingering myself to orgasm I smiled, thinking that this is what I would be thinking of the next time I saw him. Turning off the water, I stepped out of the shower to towel off and threw on my gym shorts and T-shirt for the walk back to my trailer. No matter what I decided to wear to bed (or what I decided not to wear) I knew better than to walk back in a towel. As I disappeared between the rows of sandbagged trailers, I lost count of how many I had passed and missed my usual landmark of where to turn. Thinking I couldn't have gone more than one row beyond my own, I turned around and walked back one row to my door. I walked inside the dark room and closed the door, but realized something was wrong as soon as I went to hang up my towel. I stubbed my toe hard on something I didn't remember leaving on the floor and I sat down on the bed, cursing loudly. My toe was quickly forgotten, however, as I felt movement on the bed beside me. A split second later there was a strong arm pinning me to the bed as a light clicked on. In the light from the bedside lamp I saw that I had obviously entered the wrong trailer and instead of being in my own room in my own bed, I was in his. His. The guy from the ECP. The guy I had just been fantasizing about in the shower. I blushed deep red as he looked at me. "...Sorry..." I managed after a second, "Wrong room." "Not at all," he replied. He seemed content to just stare at me and made no move to let me up. Slowly I became aware that I had nothing on beneath my t-shirt and my nipples hardened beneath his gaze. "Are you going to let me up?" I asked. "That depends," he replied. "Do you want me to?" Unable to answer him immediately, I closed my eyes as he slowly traced his free hand down my body. Responding to his touch, I shuddered beside him, breathing harder as my mind raced to consider the possibilities of the situation. Clearly not objecting so far, he leaned down and kissed me. I knew then that all was lost. I couldn't stifle the moan that escaped as his mouth moved from my mouth to my neck. My hands reached out, seeking his body, wanting to pull him closer. Realizing that I wasn't able to reach what I wanted, his quickly released me from his grip and allowed me to move closer to him on the small bed. Kicking off my flip flops, I stretched out my legs and pushed myself up from the foot of the bed until I was parallel with him. As I wrapped my arms around his sheet-covered body, I realized he was naked, not just shirtless, and I felt a tingling warmth spread through my body at the thought. Grabbing his perfect ass, I pulled his hips to mine, feeling the length of his hard cock against me. Reaching beneath my flimsy shirt, he cupped my breast, squeezing and kneading it as I continued to grind my hips against him. Kissing me deeply once more, he grasped my wrists in one hand and held them over my head as his other hand slid beneath the waistband of my shorts. Smiling as he found nothing under them but a small patch of neatly trimmed hair, he covered my pussy with his palm and plunged two fingers into my wet hole. Unable to stop myself, I felt my hips buck to push against his hand, willing him to reach deeper into me. Slowly thrusting them in and out, he relished the feel of my wet pussy at his fingertips. As my breathing became shallower and my body more urgent, he wickedly withdrew his hand, grazing my clit. Smiling at my look of lust and outrage combined, he slowly removed my shorts, kissed the top of my thigh, and slowly licked up the length of my slit. Feeling my whole body squirm beneath him, he spread my lips with his fingers and slowly began to circle my clit with his tongue. Moaning as I began to grind against his face, I felt my orgasm building. Sensing I was close to the edge, he slid his fingers back inside as he began to suck on my clit and I couldn't take any more. My orgasm rocked my body as I felt myself cumming on his mouth, my legs locked around him as I rode wave after wave of pleasure. Slowly withdrawing his fingers as my body began to relax, he lightly kissed the top of my pubic mound. "Hi," he said, "My name is John." "Mmmmmhhhhhnnnnnn" was all I could manage. "Nice to meet you, too." With that, he sat up and helped me out of my shirt. Feeling my bare chest again his as he pulled me to him was incredibly hot. I couldn't keep my hands off of him as we kissed and tongued one another. Throwing off the sheet, he rolled over, pulling me on top of him. Bringing my legs up to straddle him, I could feel the head of his hard cock pressing into me and as I leaned forward, I felt it slide along my wet slit. Moving just slightly, I spread my legs wider and raised myself up until I felt his head slide into just the right position. I slid down, taking the length of him into me all at once, gasping as I felt him fill me, inch by inch. Holding myself there for a second, getting accustomed to the feeling of being impaled on his hard cock, I leaned back and began to grind my hips against him, feeling him moving inside me. Unable to keep it slow and steady, I began to rock faster, bouncing myself up and down on his shaft. Wanting to make sure I felt every inch, he began to thrust his hips up to meet me, driving his cock deeper into me with each stroke. In minutes my body was again on the brink, vibrating with intensity each time he slammed his cock into me. Arching my back and grabbing his thighs behind me, I tumbled over the edge as his thumb brushed my clit. I rode him hard as wave after wave crashed over me. I felt his body tense beneath me and he grabbed me and crushed me to him, pumping me full of his hot cum. "Oh my GOD," I whispered as soon as I could manage words. "No, no... it's John," he replied, smiling. ********** to be continued... Iraq Ch. 02 Sliding off of him, I kissed him deeply, my hands roaming over his chest, tracing the tattoo I found there. I knew as I lay there that I should get up and find my way back to my own room. Getting caught where I was, doing what I had just done was specifically on the list of things I wanted to avoid while I was deployed. But I couldn't move. The long days and general fatigue of being deployed combined with the deep post-orgasmic relaxation made my body feel like a cross between lead and jell-o. Unable to stop myself, I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep beside him. I wasn't sure how long I had been asleep, but I woke up some time later to the feel of a mouth on my breast. Fuzzy at first, I thought I must be dreaming, but as the fog lifted I slowly came back to reality and remembered my surroundings. Smiling, I reached out to caress his shaved head. "Hi," I said quietly. "Oh, did I wake you?" he asked mischievously as his licked my nipple. "Mmmhmmm. But this is SO much better than my alarm clock," I replied. "Good. Of course, I don't come with a snooze button, but I could stop if you would rather go back to sleep..." as he spoke he reached down to stroke my pussy. "Don't you dare stop," I said, opening my legs a little wider. "Oh, you like this?" he teased, feeling my body respond to his fingers. "I do," I said as I reached for his cock. "Do you?" I squeezed him and began to stroke his shaft. "I mean, if you get to touch me, then it's only fair, right?" "Oh I'm all about fair," he said. "Well in that case..." I pushed him down on the bed and straddled him upside down. "This should be a very good arrangement then, huh?" I grabbed his throbbing cock and began to lick the tip as I stroked it. Smiling, he spread my legs a little further and buried his face in my pussy. Taking his cock in my mouth, I moaned as I felt his tongue find my clit. Determined to blow his concentration first, I began to caress his balls while I sucked his dick, running my fingernails very lightly over them. As his tongue brought me closer to the edge, I stroked faster. Massaging with my tongue, I sucked harder and felt his body stiffen and his already rigid cock swell in my mouth. Unwilling to stop, I kept going as his hips began to buck and I felt the first streams of hot cum in my mouth. Sucking and swallowing until the spasms subsided, I released his softening cock, watching him jump as I gave his head one last lick. "Uhhhhnnnnggghhh," he groaned. "I agree," I replied, righting myself beside him again. "Nothing like breakfast in bed." Glancing at the small digital clock beside his bed, I saw that I only had a few more hours until my next shift and maybe only a few more minutes until daylight. "You'll have to forgive me for running out on you," I said, kissing his tattoo. "But we both know I can't be seen leaving here and it'll start getting light out any minute if it hasn't already." I quickly threw on my t-shirt and shorts and found my flip flops where I had kicked them off. "I'll have to start wandering in to the wrong room more often!" "Oh yeah!" he said, grabbing my wrist and pulling me back for a kiss before I could escape. "You should plan on it." With that, I quickly ducked out the door and hurried back to my room. The light had just started to break so I had no trouble seeing where I was going and I managed to make it into my trailer without anyone seeing me. "Where have you been?" Lisa asked groggily when she heard me come in. "Shhh! Sorry! I didn't mean to wake you. Go back to sleep." I whispered as I crawled into my own tiny bed. I set my alarm for a few hours later and was asleep almost as my head hit the pillow. Careful not to wake Lisa again when I got up, I quietly got ready and headed to the JOC. I glanced down the row of trailers to his door as I passed, but I didn't see anyone. Not that I was expecting him to be standing there, really. I just wanted to catch a glimpse of him to be sure that it really happened and that I hadn't just hallucinated the whole thing after a long day and one too many anti-malaria pills. But I didn't see him all morning and I began to wonder who he was and what he was assigned to do since he didn't seem to work in the JOC or the facility next door. By the time I headed to the DFAC to meet Lisa for lunch I had just about managed to focus on work and I congratulated myself for reading two whole reports without my brain interrupting with sizzling images and memories from the night before. My concentration streak was broken, however, before I could even make it to a table with my tray. Grabbing my arm and hustling me to a table in the corner, Lisa looked like she was about to explode. "Oh my god! Where were you last night?" she whispered. "You weren't there when I got in and I only vaguely remember you coming in this morning." "Leez! Keep your voice down!" I hissed. "I accidentally walked into the wrong room on my way back from the shower, that's all. I was really tired." "AND?!!?!?" she demanded. "That couldn't have taken more than a minute to figure out -- you were gone for hours!" "Well..." I started. "Oh my god! What did you do?" "If you say anything about this I swear to god I'll kill you myself..." "Come on Julie! Spill!" "Well, remember that guy we were checking out yesterday?" I said quietly. "It was his room that I walked into by accident." "Oh my GOD! What happened? Never mind. I know what happened. The look on your face says it all. Tell me about it! What was he like? How was it?" "All I will say is that it was really hot... and his ass really is that perfect." I smiled. "Come on! You can't just leave it at that! The curiosity is going to kill me! Besides, we always talk about sex." "Sorry Leez! That's all you get." "Well we'll see about that. I'll let you off the hook for now, but don't think you're in the clear entirely. You owe me at least a few details. How else am I supposed to live vicariously??" Reluctantly, she let it drop and we chatted about other things as we ate. Lisa and I did have a lot in common. She was about my age and had a lot of the same tastes and interests I did. I was assigned to her room when I arrived and we had become fast friends. Our shifts didn't overlap perfectly, but she had gotten up early with me on my first day to show me the ropes and introduce me to everyone. I still ran next door to her every time I had a question and she was always willing to help. After lunch, we headed back to work and I tried to focus on the words on my screen instead of the flashbacks in my head. By the time I left the last shift change meeting though, I knew that was it. I wasn't going to get anything else done as I simply couldn't manage to focus on anything besides the night before. I hurried back to my trailer, eager to get my stuff and go take a shower. It wasn't until I reached for my flip flops that I realized I had left my towel and all my shower stuff in his room. Glancing around to see if anyone was coming, I quickly headed down the row and knocked quietly. Not hearing an answer, I hesitated only briefly before stepping inside. There was no one in the room and I found my towel hanging neatly on a hook on the side of the locker with my shower kit on the floor below it. Grabbing it, I hurried out and headed to the shower, hoping no one had seen me. It wasn't until I got to the shower that I saw the note. Tucked in between my shampoo and conditioner, it read, "Breakfast in bed? My treat." Smiling, I tucked the note into my bag and stepped into the shower. Before I could really relax, I heard the door open and several other women come in and I silently cursed the shift change. Usually I stayed a little later and I missed the shower crowd, but today I wasn't going to get my tranquil time alone. Disappointed, I hurriedly showered, dressed and headed back to my trailer. Rereading the note as I sat on my bed combing out my wet hair, I thought about him. I wasn't sure what I was getting myself into, but I knew I wanted to see him again. It was still too early to wander down to his room, for at least an hour after the shift change there would be people milling about everywhere and I knew I should probably wait even longer than that to be sure no one saw me. But it was so hard to wait. I lay there and thought about the way he felt next to me... and on top of me... and inside me... I remembered the feel of his body and his tongue, the way his hands moved, and the way his perfect cock twitched in my mouth before he came. As I reminisced, I got really turned on and I could feel myself getting wet. Figuring I had plenty of time before Lisa got back or before it was safe to walk down to his room, I reached under my bed for my box of toys. Lisa really had been great at giving me a proper orientation to deployed life but the hint that I appreciated most was that Amazon.com had more than books and movies and they shipped to APO addresses. I owed her immensely for those insights. I took out my favorite vibrator, a smooth purple silicone shaft with a deliciously perfect little flared head, and relaxed into my reverie. Tossing my clothes to the foot of the bed, I lay back and closed my eyes, imagining his touch as my hands skimmed my body. As images from the previous night's pleasures flooded my brain, I got wetter and more restless. Reaching down, I slid a finger along my pussy lips, feeling my arousal. My trance was interrupted by the sound of the mortar siren and what I hoped was outgoing fire. In no mood to actually stop and seek shelter anywhere else, I blessed the digital age and reached into my bag for my iPod and selected a playlist of my favorite porn video clips to drown out the noise. I preferred European porn since the dialogue in pretty much all porn was usually inane and it was easier to ignore when it wasn't in English. Slowly getting back into my groove, I slid the vibe up and down my slit, delighting in the smooth feel of the rubbery silicone against my wet pussy. Remembering the feel of his cock, I slowly inserted the vibe, pumping it in and out in shallow strokes as I listened and watched the tiny on-screen couple get down to business. Keeping up with my digital companions, I turned up the intensity and began to move my hips, thrusting against the vibe as my orgasm neared. Unaware that I was moaning softly to myself, I squeezed my eyes shut as I felt my body tumble over the edge and wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. Unable to stand the sensation any longer, I quickly clicked the button to silence the vibe but didn't immediately withdraw it as I enjoyed the sensation of being full for another minute. "God that feels good but his cock felt SO much better," I said aloud to my empty room. "I knew it! You slut!" Lisa lightly smacked me as she sat down on my bed. I jumped near out of my skin as my eyes flew open. "LISA! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?!?! YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE OFF SHIFT YET!" I reached for the blanket at the foot of the bed to cover myself. "Calm down Jul. I know I surprised you, but you've hardly shocked me. I told you where you could buy that and I assumed that you weren't getting that stuff to be decorative." "Geez Leez. You could have knocked first or something at least," I said. "Are you kidding? I never knock. And I thought I heard you moaning just a little when I got to the door so I wasn't about to interrupt then and um... break your concentration." "Gee, thanks," I replied. "Oh come on. Everybody needs to unwind. Relax. It's not a big deal. Besides, I think it's kinda hot..." she said. "Especially since I know you had to be thinking about whatever you were up to last night when you didn't come home for hours. But seriously, now you HAVE to tell me about it. Consider it buying my silence." "Bitch." "Ok, so don't tell me. I'll guess. You can merely confirm or deny." I wasn't sure exactly what was happening, but Lisa had that look in her eye that said she was about to get into some kind of trouble. It became instantly clearer as she reached out to take the edge of the blanket and pulled it down. "Close your eyes, relax, and just tell me... did he do this?" she asked as she licked my nipple. Unable to answer her immediately, I bit my lip and slowly nodded. "Oh I'll bet you liked that. How about this?" she asked, as she slowly caressed my body. Again I nodded. "Mmmhmmm. And what about this?" Lisa asked, slowly placing her mouth over my pussy and giving it several long licks. "Oohhhh..." I sighed, unconsciously responding to her tongue. Spreading my lips with her fingers she continued to lick and suck, teasing my clit. Lost in the feeling, I grabbed my breast, squeezing my nipple. Pulling me closer, she thrust her tongue into me, humming into my pussy to vibrate it against me. Feeling me respond, she began to lick and suck on my clit and slid two fingers into my wet cunt, smiling as she felt my pelvic muscles grip them and try to draw them further in. Sliding them in and out, she began to fuck me harder with her fingers as she flicked her tongue across my clit. Unable to resist, I felt the beginnings of another orgasm and as her rhythm increased I ground my pussy into her and began to thrust against her fingers, my orgasm ripping through my body as she sucked hard on my clit. As soon as I stopped spasming uncontrollably, I felt Lisa withdraw her hand as she sat up and smiled at me. "So next time, are you going to make me guess or are you just going to tell me?" she asked playfully. Iraq Ch. 03 I was too stunned to say anything. Lisa nonchalantly tossed my blanket back to me as she got up. "Well if you're just going to lie there, I'm going to go take a shower," she said. "By all means though, don't let me interrupt again. Feel free to go back to what you were doing!" She grabbed her towel and shower stuff and disappeared, leaving me lying there on my bed, half-covered and unsure how I felt about what just happened. Lisa and I were good friends and frequently talked about sex and I supposed, looking back on our conversations, I might have guessed that she was bisexual. I just never expected that kind of direct confirmation. But the longer I thought about it, trying to analyze it and decide how I felt about it, the less I seemed to care about calm, calculating thought as my mind returned again and again to the feeling of her hands on my body, her tongue teasing me to orgasm. Ignoring the circumstances for a moment, I closed my eyes and focused on the sensations I remembered... the brush of her tongue against my nipple as she sucked on my tit... the feeling of her soft hands caressing the length of my body and spreading my pussy before her mouth... the indescribable feeling of her mouth and her fingers as she fucked me every bit as well as any man I'd ever known. Once the shock wore off, I determined that I wasn't at all unhappy with what had happened. I didn't really know what to expect afterwards, but I decided not to be shy about it. Just as I was contemplating the possibilities, the door opened. "Hey Leez. I'm glad you're back, I wanted to talk to you about what just happened..." but as I opened my eyes, I was surprised for the second time in a row as John stood at the foot of my bed, smiling mischievously and staring lustfully at what Lisa's careless toss of my blanket left exposed. "John! How'd you get in here?!?!" "Right through the door, silly," he answered as he climbed onto the bed, straddling me and grinning. "But how did you know this was my room? How did you know I'd be in here alone?" I asked, reaching up to pull him down to kiss me. "I watched you when you left my room last night to see which trailer was yours and I waited around until I saw your roommate leave tonight. I gave her enough time to make sure she wasn't coming back to get something she forgot and then I just walked in," he answered, bending down to kiss along my collarbone. "Mmmmm..." I moaned, relishing the feel of his lips against my skin. "So what did I interrupt? What just happened that you wanted to talk to your roommate about? Leez, was it?" he asked in between licks to my earlobe. "Well..." I started, "...actually..." I blushed deep red and didn't finish the sentence. He paused, sensing my uncertainty. "Must have been something!" he encouraged as his mouth and hands continued to work their way around my body. "Lisa and I...Mmmmm..." I paused as he hit a sweet spot just above my navel, "...had sex." He stopped, mid-lick, and looked up at me. "Oh?" "Yeah. That was kind of my reaction too, at first." "At first?" "You know... until I got into it." I actually felt his cock twitch against me as I said the words. "So... what did you guys do? How did it happen?" he asked, moving back up my body, pressing the length of his body to mine and holding me tight against him. "Well, it just sort of happened, really. I mean, she came back early tonight and caught me...thinking of you..." I turned an even darker shade of red as I continued, "...using my vibrator..." "Mmmmm!" he growled, pulling me tighter against his throbbing erection. "So you were fucking yourself with a toy and thinking of me?" "Ummm... yeah. It was too early to risk going down to your room and I didn't think Lisa would be back for a while and I was thinking about what an amazing night we had last night and I just... had to," I confessed quietly. "Oh, that is SO hot!" he whispered hotly in my ear as he took my hand and placed it on his hard cock. Even through the fabric of the pants he was still wearing I could feel the heat and hard length of it. He began to unzip and unbutton his pants as I stroked him through the fabric. "Tell me about it," he instructed as he wrapped my hand around his shaft as far as it would reach and covered it with his own. He slowly began to stroke himself with my hand as I told him how I had used my vibrator and what happened when Lisa walked in. "So she went down on you?" he asked. "How did you like that?" "Oh God! It felt so good!" I started to squirm against him and my breathing got heavier as I went on. "I wasn't sure at first, but..." I squeezed his cock harder. "God, I came so hard!" "Oh, I'll bet you did, you little slut!" he said as he stroked faster. "I'll bet I can make you cum even harder though..." I felt his cock get even bigger. "But first I promised you breakfast in bed," he rolled over me to stand beside the bed and pulled me to a sitting position in front of him. "And this time I going to feed it to you," he said as he took a handful of my hair and guided his cock into my mouth. Holding my head, he began to fuck my face, pumping his cock in and out of my mouth. Gripping his thigh with one hand, I reached up to fondle his balls. Feeling them tighten, I sucked harder and was rewarded with a rush of hot sticky cum. "Oh FUCK! Yeah! Unnnnnggghh!!!" he grunted as he unloaded in my mouth. Unable to swallow fast enough, some of his cum ran down my chin and landed on my breast. I looked up at him and smiled as he released my head, licking my lips. "Well, I can see what you were talking about!" she said, "That's some cock!" With John's back to the door and my view totally obstructed by his body, neither one of us saw Lisa come in. She was standing on the opposite side of the room, naked, clearly aroused with one hand slowly rubbing her pussy. As he turned to face her she quickly crossed the room and wrapped herself around him, kissing him deeply, "Hi. I'm Lisa. It appears you and Julie have already met." "Hi Lisa, John," he replied, kissing her back. She turned to me and licked the cum off my breast, fondling the other. "John's a little overdressed for the party, don't you think?" she asked as she climbed into my bed and pulled me back in with her. She kissed me for the first time, holding my jaw delicately, exploring my mouth and tasting his cum. As we kissed, I reached out to touch her, feeling her soft tits and smooth skin. Looking up to see John standing beside us, naked, stroking his renewed erection, she smiled. "You know, I think I'm the only person who hasn't gotten to cum yet today and I'm dying to see what that gorgeous cock feels like." Lisa pushed me back on the bed and positioned herself between my legs as she helped to guide John's cock into her from behind. After a few strokes, she began to moan and thrust herself back against him. Feeling around the tangle of blankets and clothes on the bed, Lisa found the vibrator I had been using and slowly slid it into me, matching John's thrusts. As he pounded his cock into her tight pussy, feeling his balls strike her ass with each stroke, she slowly turned up the intensity of the vibrator and leaned down to flick her tongue across my clit. Moaning and thrashing wildly, I came hard, bucking against her tongue and the vibe she was still thrusting in and out. Feeling me topple over the edge, Lisa hung on, letting me ride out my orgasm and slowly withdrew the vibe as I came down. But instead of turning it off, she reached down and slid it across her clit, sending shockwaves through her body. Feeling the vibrations through his cock, John lost control, pounding her relentlessly as he pumped her full of his second load that night. Between the feeling of his twitching cock inside her and the vibrator against her clit, Lisa couldn't hold on any longer and screamed as she climaxed, her pussy milking the last of John's cum from his cock. Slowly separating ourselves, we collapsed together on the small bed, exhausted but more satisfied than we ever thought possible. "So... I'm glad that no one in this place knows how to knock," I joked.