13 comments/ 107335 views/ 39 favorites Wild Army Wives Ch. 01 By: PeterBlueEyes43 Chapter 01: Husband Comes Home Drunk With a Friend Fort Gordon, Georgia August 2003 Introduction. My name is Vicky Baxter-Malone and this is my story. First, I'll tell you a little about me. I am 19-years old and grew up a military brat. I am 5'7" and have blue eyes and blonde hair. Guys seem to think I'm pretty and that I have a good body. I'm probably a little heavier than I should be, but I have fairly big and very sensitive boobs, which the guys definitely like. I am a reasonably good athlete. I was a cheerleader in high school and also played tennis and soccer. Some people would probably describe me as the dumb blonde-type, but I don't think that's a fair description of me. Okay, I'll admit I am a little clumsy and perhaps a little naïve at times, and I don't always get jokes as quickly as my friends seem to, but I'm definitely not dumb. I made good grades in school, and while I know I'm not a genius, I could have probably been a top ten student if I would have worked at it a little harder. I am a bit shy, but not when I drink, and I get drunk way too easily. In high school, the guys used to love to get me to play drinking games with them. When I got drunk and they started touching me, I was very easy to arouse. Once I got turned on, I would pretty much do about anything they wanted me to do. But those days are all behind me now, because after a world-wind summer romance, I got married. My husband's name is Hank Malone, and he is a 24-year old Army Sergeant from Kentucky. He's a big handsome white guy and a real hunk with a very muscular and hairy body. He is 6'0" and 230lbs, and Hollywood handsome with dark hair, dreamy blue eyes and a square jaw. He had been married once before and has a kid. His first wife was a girl he got pregnant in high school and the marriage only lasted a couple of years. He's kind of the controlling type and rather outspoken and loud. His friends tell him that he'd make a great drill sergeant. He also has a tendency to say whatever is on his mind and can be bit obnoxious, especially if he's been drinking, but he can also be smooth and charming when he wants to be. He's a great kisser and while he has an average size dick, he's very hot in bed and seemingly horny around the clock. He can also be a little kinky. We first met under fairly unusual circumstances this past May in his barracks on base in Seoul, Korea where my father was stationed. Some guys from his unit coaxed me into coming over to the barracks where they got me drunk and pretty much had their way with me. Hank was the barracks sergeant on duty that night, and he happened to walk into their dayroom while making his rounds and caught me in the middle of going at it with some of the guys on this mattress they had put up on the pool table. He did a lot of yelling and broke up our little party, chasing all the guys away while I scrambled to find my clothes. It was so embarrassing for him to find me that way. He called me a lot of nasty names and threatened to report me, but I did some crying and pleading and thankfully I was able to convince him to let me off with just a warning after I agreed to give him a blow job. We ended up going out for breakfast and I spent the entire weekend with him. We were pretty much inseparable after that first weekend. He was definitely like no man I had ever met. He was one of the only guys over 20 I had ever really dated. I was just totally infatuated with him and eager to do whatever I could to please him, including having sex with some of his friends. It was the beginning of what would be an incredibly wild summer. My father seemed pleased I was finally dating a white guy but a bit wary of me seeing a soldier several years older than me. He was none too happy when I informed him I was dropping out of college to marry Hank. We were married in August just before Hank was transferred to Fort Gordon, Georgia. This story begins just a couple of weeks after we moved into a partially furnished trailer just off base on the outskirts of Augusta. Hank's Birthday. Friday was Hank's 24th birthday, and I planned a special celebration for him. I went to the commissary and picked up the food I would prepare for his dinner, and then I headed over to the mall where I bought this really sexy pink and white lace teddy at Victoria's Secret. It would be my present for him, and I was certain he would be impressed! The menu for the dinner included rib-eye steaks, which I would grill on our little hibachi. I was also going to bake a couple of potatoes to go along with fresh corn on the cob and a garden salad. I even tried my hand at baking a cake, and although the layers were a bit uneven, it looked pretty nice covered with chocolate frosting. I set the hibachi up on the front patio, but getting the charcoal going was a bigger chore than I thought it would be. It took me several tries lighting the fire before the briquettes started getting hot enough for cooking. Once I finally had the steaks on and cooking, I retrieved a wine cooler from the refrigerator, and since it was so incredibly hot, I stripped down to my bikini and stretched out for a little sunbathing in my lounge chair. I have to admit it was kind of a turn-on being so scantily dressed out in the front yard with my body glistening with cocoa butter suntan oil. I felt a sudden stirring of excitement when I noticed that I had drawn the attention of a couple of the black guys from the trailer across the street. They must have just gotten off work and were drinking beer and waxing a car in their drive way. They had rap music cranked up and had stripped their shirts off. I still wasn't quite sure who all lived in that trailer but suspected it was sort of a crash house for a bunch of soldiers since I had seen a number of different black guys and even a couple of black girls coming and going all the time. I couldn't help but notice their hard glistening bodies and found myself becoming increasingly aroused with a familiar ache between my legs. They seemed to be keeping a close eye on me too, and both gave a friendly wave as I got up to turn the steaks over. I had to remind myself that I was married now and shouldn't be having these naughty fantasies about doing it with other men. Traci Kim, my very best friend from high school, would have urged me to just walk right over to those guys and ask them if they wanted to do it with me. She was a very pretty and petite Korean-American, and she was anything but shy. Her father was an Army dentist and her mother a nurse, and they had no idea how wild Traci was, since like my father they both worked long hours and left Traci on her own so much. I had to smile as I recalled some of the wild adventures Traci and I had during our three years together in Korea. She and I first met when we both tried out for cheerleader squad at the beginning of our sophomore year in high school in Seoul, Korea. We quickly hit it off and became close friends. She was always like a magnet for guys, especially black guys, and there were plenty to choose from at our high school as well as an abundance of military guys on base. The two of us would often "troll" for guys during the summer at the base swimming pool. If we hooked up with some guys we liked, we would usually take them back to her family's quarters to make out. I suppose that's probably why the scent of cocoa butter made me think about sex and always seemed to get me horny. Traci and I were inseparable for both our junior and senior years in high school. After we graduated, she headed off to the University of Virginia while I stayed in Korea and attended a community college on base and did some part time modeling for a Korean agency in Seoul. She and I partied some during her Christmas break, but by the time she came home for the summer, I had already met Hank, so our wild adventures were pretty much over at that point. Still, I thought of her often and we stayed in touch via email and an occasional call. I was hoping she could come visit me for either Thanksgiving or her spring break. By the time the steaks were done, I was dripping with sweat and feeling incredibly horny. I took one last look across the street at the two guys before I retreated back into our trailer. I swear if I had one more drink I might have just been brave enough to walk over there and introduce myself. Gosh, I couldn't wait for Hank to get home! With the meal all prepared and the table set, I took a long bath and trimmed and then shaved off most of my pubic hair until it was just a thin strip of blonde, which Hank seemed to love. After I got out of the tub, I fixed my hair and make-up and dabbed his favorite perfume in just the right spots, and then I got all decked out in my new pink and white lace teddy with thong panties and matching white thigh stockings. I even turned out all the lights and lit these fragrant lavender candles all around the living room and bedroom. Everything seemed perfect, and I felt so sexy walking around the trailer in the teddy. My intent was to listen for Hank's motorcycle to pull up and then greet him at the door in my new outfit. It would be a perfect birthday surprise, and I was certain he would be pleased since he was always encouraging me to dress sexier and to wear more revealing clothes. All I had left to do was sip on a glass of wine to get me even more in the mood as I sat back and waited on Hank to show up. His unit had been doing a lot of training getting ready for a field deployment, but I was certain he would be home by at least 7pm. Then 7pm came and went and the later it got the more wine I drank and the more I paced around the living room and kitchen, checking the driveway every five minutes for his motorcycle. I was a little angry and a little worried, and I became increasingly concerned when Hank still hadn't returned home by 8pm. I had put the dinner out on the table, and I ate a few bites of my cold steak, but by 9pm, I finally covered our plates with plastic wrap and put them in the refrigerator. Then, I went around and put out all the candles. By 10pm, I had completely killed the bottle of wine and was working on the second. I was feeling a little tipsy, which I guess helped calm my nerves because I was really worried about Hank. He had never been so late coming home. I just couldn't understand where he could be and why he hadn't called. I tried his cell number over and over, but it kept going straight to voice mail, which meant he had it it turned off. I didn't know who else to call, and all I could do was nervously pace the floor. My worse fear was that he had been in some sort of a motorcycle accident. I wondered if I should start calling area hospitals or the police stations. I must have dosed off on the couch, and just after 11pm, I was awakened by loud voices outside the door and the rattle of a key in the lock. I jumped off the couch and without even thinking I jerked the door open. It was Hank alright, but he was standing there with his arm around this really big black guy. Both were in uniform, but their shirts were open in front and neither was wearing a hat. "Hi Vicky! I'm h...home!" Hank shouted with a drunken grin on his face. I was momentarily stunned, and it wasn't until I realized the two of them were gawking at me that I remembered I was standing there in the doorway wearing the teddy. I quickly stepped back behind the door. "Wow, Vicky! You look fucking hot!" said Hank. "Don't she look hot, Dwayne? I told you she was fucking hot, didn't I?" "Damn, you didn't lie," said the black guy Hank called Dwayne who was grinning as he tried to lean forward to peak behind the door at me. He was a several inches taller than Hank and had a thick barreled chest, wide shoulders, and huge arms. My cheeks felt suddenly warm. I couldn't believe this big black stranger had just seen me in the revealing teddy. "Honey, this is my pal, Staff Sergeant Dwayne Washington. My fucking motorcycle wouldn't start, so Dwayne offered me a ride home, and when he found out it was my birthday, he and some of the fellas took me to the club for a few beers," said Hank as he eased forward. "I'd say you had more than a few," I said glaring at him as I held on to the door. They both laughed loudly. "Come on honey, let us in," said Hank grinning as he tried to push inside. "Wait Hank. I'm not dressed," I said trying to hold the door. I knew he had to be really drunk because he almost never cursed, and I don't think I had ever heard him use the word "fuck" except for when he had way too much to drink. "Ah, that's okay. Dwayne don't mind," said Hank grinning. "Do you, Dwayne?" "I don't mind at all," said Dwayne in a deep base voice with drunken grin on his face as he eyed me hungrily. He reminded me of this big black MP named Marcus that I had been seeing before I met Hank. "See, he don't mind," said Hank as he pushed the door back and forced his way in past me with Dwayne at his side steadying him. Dwayne could hardly take his eyes off of me as he moved inside. Both of them reeked of alcohol and cigarette smoke reminding me that he had been out in some bar. "You're drunk, Hank!" I said feeling the sting of anger. I had been worried sick, fearing for his life, and he had been out getting drunk. I pushed the door closed and was fuming as I turned to face him, momentarily forgetting about Dwayne. "Maybe just a little drunk," he said grinning at me as Dwayne steadied him. I stared at my drunken husband. "And you couldn't call and let me know where you're at?" I was really angry at him. He shrugged. "Well, sorry about that," he said grinning. I was about to give him a piece of my mind, when I noticed Dwayne was gawking at me again, and I remembered I was standing there in the teddy. My cheeks were burning, and I started to storm past them and go back to the bedroom, but Hank grabbed my arm. "Whoa...where you going?" he said as he slid an arm around my waist and roughly pulled me close to him. "I'm going to put some more clothes on," I said glaring at him as one of his hands slid down and cupped my bare butt. "You don't fucking need any more clothes on," he said slurring his words as he turned me so I was directly facing Dwayne. "What do you think Dwayne? She don't need any more clothes on, do she?" Dwayne shook his head and licked his lips as he gazed down at my breasts. "Nah, I kind of like the way she's dressed. Damn, that's a sexy outfit!" Hank laughed as he patted my butt. "Yeah, she's looking so hot she's getting my dick hard! I told you she was fucking hot, didn't I Dwayne?" "You were sure right about that," said Dwayne leaning forward for a closer look at my breasts as he grabbed his crotch. "My dick's getting hard too!" My cheeks were burning and I folded my arms across my breasts as I cut a quick glance at Dwayne's crotch. There was definitely a noticeable bulge. "This...this was supposed to be Hank's birthday present," I said feeling very awkward standing there being so closely scrutinized by this big black guy. "Wow, I really like this birthday present!" said Hank as one of his hands slipped up and pushed my arm aside and cupped my breasts. "Mmmm, I can see your nipples." I glanced down and saw that the underwire cups on the teddy had slipped down a little and the upper halves of my nipples were visible. I quickly pulled the teddy back up but I knew Dwayne had already gotten an eyeful. "She got real nice titties, huh Dwayne?" said Hank letting his hand slide over my ultra-sensitive breasts. Dwayne's grin widened as he eyed my breasts. "Hell yeah, my man! You are one lucky SOB." "I...I'm glad you guys like my outfit, but this was meant for Hank's eyes only," I said pulling Hank's hand from my breasts. "Honey, let me go put on a robe or something on...this is embarrassing." "Fuck that! You ain't embarrassed. Who you fooling? I know you like showing off your body," said Hank grinning he said sliding his hand over my butt again. "Now, why don't you be a good little hostess and go get us a beer?" I looked at him for a long moment and then glanced at Dwayne, who winked at me. "Okay, I'll get you guys a beer, but only because it's your birthday," I said as I quickly turned and headed to the kitchen. Both of them laughed and were making some crude comments about my butt as I moved away from them. This was not exactly how I expected this little private birthday party to be going, but I was definitely turned on. Both of them had sat back on the couch when I brought them a Budweiser. "Now, this is what I call service," said Dwayne eyeing my breasts as I purposely leaned over and handed him his beer. My face flushed. "Where's your beer?" asked Hank grinning. "I want us to have a toast." "I'll be right back," I said as I hurried off to the kitchen as I felt their eyes on my butt. After grabbing a beer for myself from the refrigerator, I looked down and saw that the underwire cups on the teddy had slipped back down and the upper halves of my nipples were visible again. I started to readjust the teddy, but then decided it probably didn't matter so much at this point since Dwayne had already gotten a good look at my nipples. Besides, it was pretty clear Hank wanted me to show off a little anyway. "Come sit in my lap, Vicky," beckoned Hank as I moved back into the living room. I casually moved past Dwayne, intentionally brushing against his leg and then I slid onto Hank's lap so that I was facing towards Dwayne. "Here's to my 24th birthday," said Hank raising his beer. "And my fucking hot wife!" "I'll drink to that," said Dwayne eyeing me as the three of us tapped our bottles together in toast. I didn't really like beer that much but took a long taste of it. I still had a bit of a buzz from the wine, but I figured I'd be okay with another beer or two. Hank startled me when he suddenly touched his cold beer bottle against one of my nipples as he used the bottom of the bottle to push down the front of my teddy. "Damn Vicky, your nipples are getting all hard," said Hank smiling at me. "You must be kind of turned on, huh?" My face felt warm and I pushed his cold bottle off of my nipple but didn't bother to pull my teddy back up. "I know I'm sure getting turned on," said Dwayne licking his big lips as he eyed my breasts. Both men laughed. The temperature was definitely rising. "I bet her pussy is all wet too," said Hank as he suddenly reached down and pulled aside the front of my panties. "Damn, you shaved your pussy again!" He was smiling as he looked excitedly down between my legs. "Nice!" said Dwayne licking his lips as he leaned forward to get a closer look. I playfully swatted Hank's hand away and pulled my panties back into place, but not before I was sure Dwayne got a generous look at my pussy. "That was the other surprise I had for you," I said with my face was burning. I couldn't believe Hank had just shown my pussy to this black guy! "Damn, you're really getting my dick hard now!" said Hank and then he laughed as loud as I had ever heard him laugh. "Mine too," said Dwayne as he winked at me. Both of them laughed loudly again, and I took another big sip of my beer. As they continued to chat, I slowly began to relax and feel a little less awkward sitting there so scantily dressed with my boobs hanging out in front of Dwayne. They killed their beers in no time at all, and I hurried off to get them another one along with a bowl of chips. Dwayne even let his hand slide over my bare butt as I gave him his second beer. Hank saw what he did but didn't seem to mind at all. This was weird, and I couldn't believe how turned on I was. I sat back in Hank's lap and he casually molested me as he talked to Dwayne. I pretended not to notice as he roughly caressed my exposed breasts. I knew he liked showing me off to his friends but I was still surprised he'd do it for a black guy. Wild Army Wives Ch. 01 Dwayne seemed to be amused by Hank's antics and he kept exchanging looks with me. The way he was eyeing me made my cheeks feel warm. I had seen guys look at me like that many times before, and there was no doubt in my mind that he really, really wanted me. He was definitely a handsome hunk of a guy, but I was a married woman and shouldn't even be thinking about stuff like that and getting so turned on by a black guy again. Still, I couldn't help wonder what it would be like having sex with Dwayne since that definitely seemed to be what Hank had in mind. I was sure Dwayne had a huge dick, because there was this really big bulge in his crotch and I was pretty sure I could even see the outline of his dick going down the inside of his thigh beneath his pants. Gosh, big black dicks really turned me on too! Hank gradually started getting more and more aggressive. I didn't mind so much that he was exposing my boobs, but he kept slipping his hand into my panties and trying to finger my pussy too. I would playfully push his hand away, but I was really getting turned on and wasn't sure how much more of this I could take, especially the way Dwayne was looking at me. Hank was starting to slur his words so I knew he had to be getting really drunk, and he killed his second beer in no time at all and had me go get them a third one. "You really don't need any more beer," I said as I returned from the kitchen and handed Hank a beer. He laughed. "I...I'm not that dr...drunk," he said as he gave me a sharp smack on the butt. "Hank!" I said scooting away from him. "What was that for?" He shrugged and gave me a drunken grin. "Hey, w...why don't you go sit in Dwayne's lap and entertain h...him for a while?" "That works for me," said Dwayne grinning as he quickly pulled off his BDU jacket and leaned back on the couch. I swallowed hard. "Hank, that's probably not such a good idea," I said glancing at the bulge in Dwayne's crotch. It sure seemed like Hank wanted me to do it with Dwayne. Why else would he want me to sit in his lap and "entertain" him? Hank laughed. "Why not?" My face was burning as I exchanged glances with Dwayne. "Because I'm dressed like this," I said feeling excitement building in my stomach as I slowly eased over in front of Dwayne. Hank shrugged as he gave me a drunken grin. "So?" "Maybe she's scared of big black guys," said Dwayne grinning as he winked at me. "Shit! She done spread her legs for plenty of big black guys. She ain't scared of you, Dwayne!" shouted Hank grinning as his head seemed to sway. I looked at my husband in disbelief. "Oh yeah?" said Dwayne giving me a curious look as his hands slid up the back of my thighs until they were cupping my buttocks, and easing me closer to him. My face was suddenly burning as I looked down into Dwayne's eyes. "Tell him, Vicky!" shouted Hank and he laughed loudly and then took another big swig of his beer. "Shit, before I started dating her, she was real popular with some of the big brothers in my battalion. She even let a bunch of them run a train on her ass." "No shit?" said Dwayne giving me a questioning look. I was stunned and didn't know what to say. I couldn't believe Hank would tell Dwayne about that night. "They had her in our day room up on a mattress on the pool table. It was like her stage, and she...she was giving that pussy to every guy who wanted some and had them lined up all the way out the motherfucking door waiting to get a turn," said Hank slurring his words. "Damn!" said Dwayne looking up into my eyes. "You must be a wild thing, huh?" My cheeks were burning. This was really embarrassing but I was also incredibly turned on. "I...I guess I am when I get drunk, and I was really, really drunk that night," I said as I eased forward onto his lap. I felt surge of excitement as I realized I could feel the bulge of his dick beneath my butt. Gosh, it was huge! Dwayne smiled and nodded. "And you didn't have any problem handling all them brothers, huh?" he said as one of his hands slid up and cupped my breasts. I smiled and shook my head as I let my hands slide over his muscular chest and shoulders. Gosh, he was such a big guy! "So how many guys did you give this pussy to that night?" he asked as his hand slid down my stomach and into my panties. "I'm betting it was a lot." I shrugged and squirmed as his fingers brushed against my clit. "Maybe you should ask Hank," I said as I glanced over at Hank expecting him to chime in, but his eyes were half closed and he was suddenly looking a little pale. "Hank, you alright?" I asked as I looked at my husband with concern. "I...I don't feel so good and I got to pee really bad," he said as he slowly sat his beer on the coffee table and tried to stand up. "I...I think maybe I'm...I'm going to be sick." "We better get you to the bathroom," I said as I pulled Dwayne's hand from inside my panties and quickly scooted off of his lap. "Yeah...you better take me to the bathroom," said Hank as his head wobbled. "Help me with him, Dwayne," I said as I caught Hank's arm and started pulling him up. I sensed there was cause for urgency in getting Hank to the bathroom. Dwayne jumped up and grabbed Hank's left arm, and together we pulled him to his feet, and started guiding him as fast as we could to the bathroom with his arms draped over both our shoulders. "Guess we shouldn't have done those tequila shots," said Dwayne as he cut me a glance. "Yeah," said Hank as he stumbled forward. His legs seemed to have suddenly turned to rubber and I was thankful Dwayne was helping me. Hank was really getting heavy, but we managed to get him to the bathroom and in front of the toilet. "Could...could someone unzip me?" asked Hank as he swayed back and forth and was almost dead weight for us to hold up. "Don't look at me!" said Dwayne shaking his head with a chuckle. "Dammit, Hank! This is really embarrassing," I said as I reached down and unbuttoned his fly and then reached inside and carefully pulled out his dick. His pee started spraying out immediately, and I had to quickly adjust the aim to hit the toilet bowl. How embarrassing! Dwayne had this gleam in his eyes and smirk on his face as he gazed at my boobs, and I realized I had been in such a rush to get Hank to the bathroom I hadn't bothered to pull the cups of my teddy back up. It was a little awkward, but it was nothing I could do at this point since one of my hands was aiming Hank's dick and the other holding him up. "Now shake it three times," urged Dwayne as Hank appeared to be finishing up. He was obviously getting a big kick out of this. "Yeah, more than that and I'll get a hard-on," said a swaying Hank. I cut Dwayne an annoyed glance as I shook Hank's dick a couple of times and then stuffed it back into his pants, and then quickly pulled the cups back up on my teddy. "Okay Hank, let's get you to the bed," I said wanting to get the heck out of the bathroom. "I...I think I'm going to be sick," said Hank staring down at the toilet. "Oh great!" I said growing irritated. Hank suddenly lurched forward and started spewing vomit into the toilet. "Damn!" said Dwayne as he stepped back scowling as he let Hank slipped slowly to his knees in front of the toilet. I bent over holding on to Hank's head as he clung to the toilet and threw-up several more times. The smell was awful, and I had to fight the urge to throw-up myself. When it appeared he had completely emptied his guts, I flushed the toilet and grabbed a towel and wiped his mouth. As I glanced back at Dwayne, I saw that he was standing in the doorway grinning as he eyed my butt, and I realized what a sight I must have been bending over helping Hank. "We should get him in bed," I said as my cheeks flushed. "He might not be finished yet," said Dwayne smiling and pointing at Hank who had his head leaning on the toilet with his eyes closed. "You okay, Hank?" I asked as I nudged my husband. Dwayne eased forward. "Love this ass," he whispered near my ear as he casually ran a hand over my buttocks causing renewed stirring in the pit of my stomach. I looked back at his hands lingering on my buttocks and knew I should push it away, but instead I bent over even further, pretending to turn my attention back to Hank. "Can you help me get him up?" I said trying to lift Hank by one arm. "He can wait another minute or two," he said as he suddenly started tugging my panties down my thigh. I looked back and shook my head as I grabbed his hand to stop him from pulling my panties down. He smiled. "Take your panties off," he whispered. I swallowed hard and glanced at Hank, who still had his head leaning on the toilet with his eyes closed. He seemed to be passed out and okay for the moment, so I turned around and pushed Dwayne back out into the hallway. "I want to fuck you," he whispered as he nuzzled against my ear. "You know you want me to." "Look, I can't have sex with you," I whispered as I looked up into his sexy brown eyes. "Why not?" he asked as his big arms encircled me and his hands grasped my buttocks pulling me against his body. I swallowed hard. "Cause I'm married." He smiled. "Hank seemed to be okay with it," he said looking into my eyes as he pressed his bulging crotch against me. "He...he's really drunk," I said trying to ignore the feeling of his growing erection pressed against me. He shrugged. "So he's drunk, but he still brought me here cause he wants me to fuck you," he said grinning. I was about to respond when he leaned down and planted a kiss on me, and it was like as soon as his hot tongue slipped into my mouth I lost it. We started frantically kissing as our hands explored each other's bodies. The more we kissed the more turned on I became. Finally, I broke our kiss and slid to my knees in front of him and practically ripped the front of his pants open. I gasped when his big dick sprung free. Gosh, it had to be ten inches long and as thick as my wrist. "Suck it, baby!" he said clutching my hair and urging me forward. I immediately went to work on his dick, gripping the thick shaft as I licked and sucked on the big engorged purple head. He must have been overly excited because he hardly last two minutes, before I felt his big dick pulsate. "Oh, hell yeah!" he cried gripping my hair and forcing his dick deeper into my mouth. His dick erupted with incredible force, almost as if he were pissing in my mouth. There was no way I could even try to swallow his load and it began to spew from my mouth rolling down my chin and onto my boobs. Spurt after spurt flooded my mouth and then he pulled his dick out and shot the remainder onto my face and awaiting tongue. The taste and aroma of his sperm seemed to entice me all the more, and I frantically tried to lap up every single drop. I was still cleaning him up when I heard Hank let out a loud groan from the bathroom. "You okay, Hank?" I asked as I stood up and peered around the corner into the bathroom. He was lying back on the floor with his eyes closed. Dwayne suddenly moved up behind me nuzzling my ear as he pressed his big dick against my butt. "I heard you could really suck a dick, but damn, that was fantastic!" he half whispered. I squirmed back against his dick. "Hank shouldn't be telling you stuff like that," I whispered. "Maybe it wasn't Hank that told me," he said as his hands slid up and cupped my breasts, pulling the cups back down. I turned around and look into his eyes. "If Hank didn't tell you, then who was it?" I asked as I reached down and gripped his dick, which was still surprisingly stiff. He smiled. "A pretty reliable source, and a guy who seems to know you pretty well," he said as he reached up and wiped some of his sperm from my chin with his index finger and then pushed it into my mouth so I could lick it clean. I was suddenly curious. "What else did your source tell you about me?" I asked looking up into his eyes. He chuckled. "He told me enough that I know you're a very naughty girl." "Hmmm. Now, I'm curious," I said looking into his eyes. "Tell you what, let's put Hank to bed, and then you can show me to your guest room and I'll tell you what else my source told me," he said as he gave my buttocks a gentle squeeze. I smiled and nodded and then reluctantly pulled away from him, and after he pulled his pants back up, we both moved back into the bathroom. "Are you ready for us to get you to bed, Hank?" said Dwayne as he reached down and took a hold of Hank's arm. Hank grumbled something unintelligible, so Dwayne and I went ahead and slowly lifted him to his feet. He seemed even more like dead weight as we guided him back to our bedroom. He was really heavy, and I knew that without Dwayne's help I would have probably had to leave Hank in a heap on the floor. "Just a few more steps," I said as we approached the bed. Hank groaned and mumbled again. "Here you go, partner," said Dwayne as we slowly lay him back on the bed. Hank groaned and his eyes flickered but didn't open. "Let's keep him by the edge of the bed, and I'll get the trash can in case he gets sick again and can't make it to the bathroom," I said looking down at my pathetic drunken husband. "That's probably a good idea," said Dwayne shaking his head as he looked down at Hank. "Wow, he's really out of it." I quickly went over and retrieved the trashcan and slid it next to the bed near Hank's head. "Gosh, I've never seen him so drunk," I asked as I knelt down and started unlacing Hank's boots. "Those tequila shots," said Dwayne with a chuckle as he moved over and sat down on the end of the bed. "He would have been better off sticking to beer," I said as I cut a quick glance over and saw that Dwayne was rubbing his crotch as he stared at my butt. He smiled at me. "But then maybe he wouldn't have invited me back here." I smiled at him and cut a glance at Hank to confirm he was still out of it. "I suppose you're right about that." He chuckled. "Damn, you're getting my dick hard again!" he said in a half whisper as he pointed to the noticeable bulge in his pants where he was rubbing his crotch. I knew I must have been quite a sight bending over taking Hank's boots off. "Good," I said smiling at him as I moved on to the edge of the bed beside Hank and started unbuttoning his belt. "I guess we should get his pants off." "I suppose I could give you a hand," said Dwayne as he slowly eased over beside me. As soon as I started unbuttoning Hank's fly, Dwayne slid his hand over my butt. I looked back into his eyes and shook my head as I pointed to Hank. His shrugged. "Let's just go to your guest room. He'll be okay like this," he said licking his lips as he slowly caressed my buttocks. I cut a quick glance at Hank to confirm he was still sleeping. "Don't worry. He's out of it," said Dwayne as his hand dug in between my buttocks with his finger tips brushing across my pussy. I swallowed hard. "Stop messing around and help me get his pants off," I said firmly as I looked into his smiling face. "I'd rather just go ahead and bend you over and fuck you right here," he said grinning. I shook my head and put an index finger to my lips to shush him. He gave me an impatient shrug. "Okay, let's get his pants off," he said grinning. I swallowed hard and then my attention back to my husband. "Come on Hank let get these pants off of you," I said as I finished unbuttoning his pants. Hank groaned, but his eyes didn't even open. "I thought you were going to help me," I said as I glanced back at Dwayne and saw that he was still staring intently at my butt. "Sure, no problem," he said grinning as he gave my butt a quick pat. Then, he moved to the other side of Hank and together we were able to lift him just enough to slide his pants off. "Wow!" said Dwayne pointing to Hank's crotch. "He's got a real boner." I tossed Hank's pants to the floor, and then shook my head and smiled. "He always seems to get hard when he sleeps," I said as I reached down and ran my hand across my husband's erection, straining beneath his briefs. "He's probably dreaming about getting some of this," he said as he reached over and slid his hand over my buttocks, and then abruptly pushed a finger inside of me. "Damn, your pussy is really wet!" I looked back at him and shook my head as I caught his hand. "Why don't you go get us another beer and wait for me in our guest room?" I said lowering my voice as I eased closer to him. "I...I'll come join you after I get him tucked in." He smiled and nodded. "Don't be too long," he said and then after a quick wave to Hank, he headed out. I took a deep breath and then watched Hank for a long moment. He appeared to be asleep. I couldn't help but wonder if he had indeed brought Dwayne here to have sex with me. It sure seemed like it, but then he was so drunk maybe he didn't even realize what he was doing. I didn't want to cheat on him, but then he was the one who brought Dwayne here and he was the one who practically undressed me in front of Dwayne and even had me sit in his lap. I slid my hand over his erection. Gosh, I was so darn horny, but it wasn't his dick I was craving. I leaned down to his ear. "I'm going to have another beer with Dwayne, but I'll come back to check on you in a little while." He showed no sign that he had heard what I said, so I slipped off the bed and flicked off the overhead light and then headed out as I eased the door closed behind me. I could scarcely breathe as I made my way up the hallway. I immediately noticed the door to the guest bedroom was open and the light on. I stepped slowly into the doorway and looked inside. "It's about time you showed up. I was starting think maybe you couldn't resist riding that dick of his a bit," said Dwayne smiling at me. He was sitting naked back on the bed drinking a beer as he slowly stroked his huge dick. I chuckled. "Well he was really hard and it was tempting, but I...I just wanted to make sure he was sleeping and wasn't going to be sick again," I said staring wide-eyed at his dick as I stood nervously in the doorway. "He's really out of it, huh?" he said grinning as he appeared to notice I was looking at his dick. "I don't think I've ever seen him so drunk," I said as I cut a glance back up the hallway. He smiled and nodded. "He probably won't wake up until morning," he said as he motioned for me to come in. "Now come on in here. You got give me some of that pussy." I looked at him for a long moment and then cut a glance back up the hallway. This was crazy. I knew I should just walk away and go back to my husband, but I was just so turned on. Finally, I let out a sigh and then stepped into the room and pushed the door shut behind me. "Should I cut the light off?" I asked as I stood with my back to the door as I looked at his big dick in awe. I could only imagine what it would feel like to have a big dick like that inside of me. He shook his head. "I like the light on," he said smiling. "Now take your clothes off and come on over here." I nodded and quickly slipped out of the teddy and panties and then slowly crept forward and sat down on the bed beside him. He smiled at me. "Nice," he said appearing to admire my body as he reached over and cupped my breasts. I nodded. My cheeks were suddenly turning warm. "So...so who's this source that's been telling you stuff about me?" I asked as I reached over and gripped his big shaft in my hand. He smiled "You think Hank knows how much of a little barracks whore you were before he started dating you?" I was a little taken back. "I wasn't a barracks whore," I said looking into his eyes as I tightened my grip on his dick. Wild Army Wives Ch. 01 "Well isn't that what the MPs use to call you?" he said with a slight smirk on his face. I was stunned. "Who...who told you that?" I asked with uneasiness in my stomach. He smiled. "From what I hear, you were like a little bitch in heat every weekend at the MP barracks even before you started giving that pussy to all the brothers in Hank's battalion," he said looking into my eyes as he slowly tweaked my nipples. I swallowed hard. "Okay, I...I admit I probably did it with more guys than I should have, but that doesn't make me a whore, does it?" He chuckled and shrugged. "That's what they were calling you, and it sounds like you pretty much earned that reputation." My cheeks were burning. "Well, I'm married now and I'm not like that anymore," I said as I slowly swung my leg over and sat down straddling him only inches from his big dick. He smiled. "You sure about that?" he asked as he reached up and cupped my breasts. I smiled and nodded, and then I eased forward pressing my pussy against the shaft of his dick as we started kissing wildly. His big tongue danced teasingly inside my mouth. As we continued to kiss, his hands gripped my butt pulling me against his big shaft. Gosh, it was so big! I couldn't believe how excited I was. It was like something wicked was taking over me and I bucked wildly against his dick. "Damn, you really are a horny thing, aren't you?" he said breaking our kiss as he looked into my eyes. I gave him an innocent smile as I nodded. "Are you going to fuck me, or not?" He smiled and nodded. "But I'm going to eat your pussy first," he said as he suddenly rolled me onto my back. Then he eased back with an approving grin on his face as he surveyed my body. "Damn, no wonder you were so popular with the brothers!" I was incredibly aroused for him to see me like this. I let my legs drift apart as I reached down and touched my clit. He immediately crawled down in front of me, and I gasped as his nose nuzzled against my clit. Then, I groaned as his hands slid up my thighs and to my breasts. As he squeezed my breasts, his tongue went to work on my pussy. Hank had tried to eat me a couple of times but never took much interest in it. This was obviously a skill that Dwayne had some practice at. It wasn't long before I was gripping the sheets and then the back of his head as I had a towering orgasm. It was incredible! I finally could take no more and had to push him away. I was still trying to catch my breath as he slid up beside me. As I rolled sideways to face him, I reached down and gripped his dick. "You ready to get fucked?" he asked as he slid a hand over my breasts. I nodded as I eased forward and our lips came together in a heated kiss. He quickly rolled on top of me as he pushed my legs apart and back. I was filled with anticipation I reached down and gripped his dick, guiding it to my pussy. I gasped as the big head of his dick pressed against my entrance and began to slip inside me. I had a brief flash of guilt as I realized that I was committing a sin, but there was no turning back now. "Damn, you're so tight!" said Dwayne as he slowly forced his dick deeper and deeper inside of me. I groaned as I eased my legs even farther back as my hands gripped his butt. He was stretching me apart and filling my pussy like it had never been filled before! He began to ease back until his dick was almost completely out of me and then he would push forward going deeper with each thrust until I felt his big ball smacking my butt. "Oh, yes!" I cried and bit my lip as my body shuddered with an intense orgasm. He slowed down just a little until I got my breath back and then he picked up the pace again but this time seemingly even more intense, slamming deeper and harder inside of me with each thrust. I swear I nearly blacked out. I had never felt anything like this and I couldn't believe his stamina. He just kept going and we seemed to get louder and louder with the mattress squeaking and bouncing and the headboard knocking against the wall. I was certain we would wake Hank, but I was powerless to stop Dwayne. He had a wild crazed look in his eyes and was dripping with sweat as he pounded roughly into me like some crazed animal. This was a different kind of sex than I had ever experienced with Hank. I was beginning to think he could go on like this all night, but his body finally stiffened and shuddered, and he let out a loud grunt as he made a hard trust inside of me. Then I felt his big dick spasm and begin to erupt. His hot sperm sprayed inside of me. The feeling was incredible and the fact that a black guy was cumming inside me again seemed to add to my excitement. I began to cum with him as I pushed any thought of getting pregnant out of my head. There was light peaking through the window when I was awakened by Dwayne as he climbed on top of me as he pushed my legs apart and eased his dick inside of my sore pussy. This was the third time he had fucked me and I just couldn't believe he was ready to go again! I felt like I had been fucked by a whole football team! Maybe he recognized I was hurting because this time he took it slow and easy, which was a good thing for me and not making much noise reduced the risk of waking Hank. We began to kiss as he ever so slowly fucked me. Gosh, I couldn't believe how quickly I became turned on again! "You little slut...you love my big black dick, don't you?" he whispered in my ear as he continued his slow, deep thrusts into me. "Yes, I love it!" I groaned as I gripped his butt trying to pull him deeper inside of me. He continued to fuck me with his slow, rhythmic thrust for at least another ten minutes before he finally came. I could hardly imagine he would even have any cum left, but once again, I felt his hot sperm spraying from his dick deep inside of me. I had no idea a guy could cum so much! He kept his dick inside of me for a long time as we held each other as if we were truly lovers and not two people who had only just met. I felt so good in his arms with his semi-hard dick buried deep inside of me. I could have easily drifted off to sleep again, but it had been risky enough spending the whole night with him. "I...I really should be getting back to Hank," I said finally nuzzling against his ear. "Couldn't you stay a little while longer?" he said kissing me lightly on the lips as he looked me in the eyes. "I'm pretty sure I can get it up again if you give me a little more time." I smiled. "That definitely sounds tempting, but it's getting light out and I just don't want to take a chance on Hank waking up and catching us in here like this." "I suppose you're right. He seemed okay with me doing you last night when he was drunk, but he might not be too pleased to wake up this morning and find me in bed with his pretty little slut wife," he said smiling as he looked into my eyes. I shuddered at the thought. "You...you can't tell anyone about this...about what we did, okay?" "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone," he said and then slowly rolled off me and onto his back. I eased over and gave him a quick kiss on the lips and then I slid off the bed and quickly gathered my teddy from the floor. "When you leave, I'm going to slip out and head back to the barracks before Hank wakes up," he said giving me a smile. "Okay," I said moving quickly back over and giving him another kiss. Part of me wanted him to stay, but I understood why he would want to leave. I knew it was going to be awkward enough for me to face Hank after what I had done with Dwayne, and I was already feeling guilty. Then with a wave goodbye I slipped out of the door and eased it back closed before heading up the hallway to the bathroom. About half way, I realized I was starting to drip so I stuffed my teddy between my legs to keep from dripping all over the place. After showering, I wrapped myself in a towel and slipped back into the bedroom to check on Hank. He was still sleeping soundly, so I put on the old football jersey I normally slept in. Then I sat down next to him on the bed watching him sleep as I went over the previous night's events in my mind. I couldn't help but wonder if he really would have been okay with me having sex with Dwayne. I just wasn't sure, so I wasn't about to bring it up. I found myself getting horny again, and I moved over and went to work on Hank's dick. In less than a minute, he was fully erect and thrusting his hips as he pumped my mouth. As I sucked his dick, I fantasized about Dwayne and the deep, hard fucking he had given me. With him, it was very obvious we were fucking and not making love. As I thought of Dwayne's dick, Hank erupted into my mouth. "Good morning," I said with a smile after licking the last drops of cum from his dick. "Morning," he said with bleary eyes and a half smile as he put his hands to his temples. Then he frowned as he looked around. "What time is it?" "Just after seven," I said sliding off the bed and standing up. "You need some aspirin?" "A whole bottle," he said as he rubbed the stubble on his chin. "And some coffee." "I'll be right back," I said as I slipped off the bed and headed out towards the kitchen. I couldn't help but think how normal things seemed. It was almost like last night hadn't happened. The guest bedroom was closed and I assumed Dwayne had closed it after he left. I knew I would have to get in there later and change the sheets. I cleared the leftover beer cans and chips from the coffee table and had just put the coffee pot on and was looking for the aspirin when Hank came strolling up the hall way. "How the heck did I get home anyway?" he asked as he made his way into the kitchen. I almost dropped the bottle of aspirin I had just retrieved from the cabinet. "You don't remember?" I asked feeling a bit relieved. He shook his head as he filled a glass of water from the kitchen tap. "Last thing I remember was being at the club with some of the guys from work. We were doing tequila shots. Gosh, I must have been really drunk." There was an awkward pause. "So how'd I get home?" he asked as I gave him three aspirins. "Oh...um...m, your friend Dwayne brought you home a little after eleven," I said studying his face. "You don't remember him bringing you inside?" "I told you I don't remember anything," he said as he sat down at the dining room table. "So he just brought me in and left?" I swallowed hard. Did I dare admit that Dwayne spent the night? It was a bit of a dilemma and my mind raced for the best way to answer his question. Finally, I shrugged. "I...I offered to let him sleep in the guest room, but he must have left when I took you back to bed," I said feeling more and more uncomfortable. "I'm surprised he could even drive here much less find his way back to the base. He had to be pretty drunk too," he said with a grin as he downed the aspirin and chased them with water. "I think I'm going to get a shower." "You want some bacon and eggs, honey?" I asked glad to get the subject changed from Dwayne. "Yeah, that would be great," he said as he started into the living room. "Hey, Dwayne must have left his shirt." I looked over and he was holding up Dwayne's uniform top. I was suddenly in a panic. Had Dwayne left without it or had he even left at all? "Maybe he's in the guest room," said Hank as he started up the hallway. I quickly pulled back the front curtain to check the driveway, and sure enough there was a gray Nissan next to our Camry. Dwayne had never even left. "Hey Dwayne! Wake up and put some clothes on, bro. Vicky's going to make us some breakfast," said Hank as I saw that he had opened the guest room door and was looking inside. "Yeah...yeah, I'll be right out," called Dwayne. "I hope you got some coffee too." Hank laughed. "She just put the coffee on. It'll be ready in a few. I'm going to jump in the shower." "Cool," said Dwayne. Hank started on up the hallway and disappeared into the bathroom. Gosh, this was going to be really awkward. Now I wished I had checked to confirm Dwayne had left before I lied to Hank. I was just about to start cooking strips the bacon when Dwayne came strolling into the kitchen wearing his uniform pants and a T-shirt. "I thought you were going to leave?" I said as I turned to face him. He shrugged. "Guess I fell asleep," he said as he eased forward and let his big arms encircle me and his hands slid down and cupped my bare buttocks beneath my jersey. "Mmmm, no panties. Just the way I like you." "What are you doing?" I asked as I glanced up the hallway. He smiled. "Hank's in the shower," he said as he leaned down and tried to kiss me as he pulled me against his body. I turned my face to avoid his kiss and tried to push away from him but he tightened his grip on my buttocks. "Look Dwayne, Hank doesn't even remember you bringing him home last night so we're safe...but we definitely can't risk him coming out of the bathroom and catching us messing around," I said even though I found myself becoming aroused again too. "We can hear the shower running," he said with a gleam in his eyes. "We'll stop when it turns off." I swallowed hard and nodded as I looked into his eyes. "Now turn around and bend over a little," he said firmly. I swallowed hard and nodded, and then slowly turned around and place my hands on the counter as I bent at the waist. He quickly pushed his pants down and moved up behind me with his huge dick surprisingly hard again! "Oh gosh, hurry Dwayne! I want you inside me!" I cried breathlessly as he started pressing his dick into my already wet pussy. "You fucking slut! You love this black dick, don't you?" he said as he thrust into me. "Oh yes! I love it!" I cried praying Hank would take a nice long shower. He quickly clutched my hips as he started pounding roughly into me. Our bodies slapped loudly together and I groaned each time his big dick sunk deep inside of me. I swear he was like a jackhammer! The shower suddenly turned off, but instead of pulling out, Dwayne picked up the pace. I knew I had to make him stop but I was just so caught up in the moment. "I'm going to cum!" he groaned and made several hard thrust as he tightened his grip on my hips. I let out a low cry as I came as I felt him erupt inside of me. My body was still spasming as he abruptly pulled out of me and scrambled to get his pants back up. My knees felt suddenly weak with both fear and excitement, and I was just able to pull my jersey back down as I heard the bathroom door open. Hank was whistling happily as he came strolling into the kitchen with a towel wrapped around his waist just as I was putting bacon into the frying pan. Gosh, we came so close to him catching us!