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Back From Iraq
I wake up in the dark, a bit disoriented, with
the whole room swaying gently around me; flat on
my tummy on something not-quite-a-mattress but
still very comfortable. For a moment, I freeze,
feeling a solid body beside me and a heavy arm
stretched over my lower back with fingers
possessively curled on the back of my thigh. I
hear a deep, completely relaxed, almost-snoring
male breathing just over my shoulder. A salty,
warm, fresh curl of morning air moves through
the round window right beside my head.
Round window?? Where am I? I hear a soft watery
slapping sound, and the memory rushes back.
ohhhh... :)))
I smile in the dark and look out at the
moonlight glinting on the water ripples just
past the anchor rope on the bow. I remember,
ohhhh, I remember now.... I turn my head a
little and run my nose into the softness of your
hair just behind your ear, so very short from
your last haircut on the base, kissing too
lightly to break the pattern of your sleep.
I'd met you as you got off the plane, your eyes
searching the crowd of other people's family and
friends massed at the arrival gate, looking for
anyone you might recognize.
I'd seen soldiers come off planes before with no
one there to greet them. Their brief sadness and
sharp disappointment quickly covered up by a
steel resolve to keep going. I couldn't bear to
have you feel that way. I stood quietly by the
square cement pillar, waving our country's flag,
my soul shining in my eyes as you hopefully
searched through the noise and confusion.
Your eyes found me, waiting for you, and I saw
that wonderful, slow grin again, just as I saw
it in Germany those long months ago. Your
uniform was a bit crumpled from the flight, but
you took a deep breath and straightened proudly,
moving between joyous reunions like a great lean
lion.
My mind and body pressed tightly to yours, lost
in the getting reacquainted touches and
breathless kisses and murmured love words; my
knees almost collapsed underneath me as a hot
wave of need made me so weak against you. You
chuckled, knowing the effect you have on me,
almost scooping me up and hurrying along to the
baggage claim for your duffle bag.
"Do you have the tickets, pet?" I nodded,
"Yes... our plane leaves in two hours. Just time
to get a snack if you're hungry."
I glanced up to catch a wicked, intense grin on
your face and bit my lower lip at the thought of
what you're hungry for, and laughed back up into
your eyes... whispering... "I can't wait!"
How you managed to find a dusty, unused corner
in the whirlwind of that airport I don't know,
but when we were finally seated on our NorthWest
flight to San Juan you wore a slightly more
relaxed expression as you stretched out your
legs in the aisle. You curled your fingers
around mine, and dozed off. My eyes were
brimming with tears of joy as I sat beside you
with my head on your shoulder, remembering how
you chose to satisfy your immediate hunger.
Sitting beside you in the hushed coach section
of the airplane, I could still feel the sweet
deep thrusts as you pushed me against the wall
in the dark airport closet with my leg over your
hip, my soft flowing skirt shoved high over my
waist. Almost tearing my blouse open in your
haste, you pulled my breasts out of my bra and
pinched out my tender nipples with such passion
that my juices began streaming down my inner
thigh. I pushed into you just as frantically,
and threw back my head in a silent scream when
your deepest, most savage thrust wracked my body
into a fiery orgasm. I felt rather than heard
your one deep groan kissing into my mouth as you
thrust in twice more and released months of
need... ohhhyessss!
Another short flight to St.Kitts... then the
boat rental dock and our grins as we both put
our fingers on the map at the same place. The
same protected sandy beach cove I'd seen while
on a diving vacation a few years ago. More
laughter and teasing as we learned how the 20'
boat worked, and finally... *finally* anchoring
a few yards off the lee shore just as the sun
started to set.
"Do we still have time to swim, pet?" You pulled
a line through the rubber grip on the teak deck
and tied it short.
"Do you want to?" I teased, slipping out of my
tank top and shorts. I lifted my hands behind my
head and arched my body to you, displaying au
naturel for a jaw dropping moment. Before you
could grab me I shallow dove into the warm salty
water. I held my breasts tauntingly up, letting
them float high in the water, laughing as you
tore your shorts off and cannonballed into the
deeper water off the stern. I waited; the water
calm as you swam underwater, until you erupted
beneath me and tugged my legs down, completely
submerging me. We romped and splashed like
children for more than half an hour, naked in
the nearly body temperature water, feeling the
desire mounting with each caress of wet skin
against mine.
"Getting hungry, soldier?" I whispered into your
ear, licking the inside curve. "Ready to rinse
off and get supper?"
"Ohhhhyeah!" I heard the eager lust in your
voice, though I wasn't sure (and didn't care) if
it was for me or for food.
So we ate, and for the life of me I can't
remember what it was we *did* eat because the
meal was more about the looks in your eyes and
the touch of your fingers on my skin, and
hearing the anecdotes of what happened to you
since I saw you last, half a year ago. I traced
the scratches and scars on your skin, learning
you by touch again as well as sight. Funny,
after we had rinsed the salt of the Caribbean
off our bodies, we never did put clothes back
on, so this meal filled our eyes and hearts as
well as our stomachs.
It didn't take very long to clean the little
galley and put the bits of food away in the ice
chest. "Wanna swim again, pet?" you asked and
tilted your head.
"No...It's too dark now... Let's pull out the
bed and just... well.... " I smiled almost shyly
up into your eyes. So we did... you helped me
stretch the sheets and thin blanket, and then
you turned out the small kerosene lantern,
leaving the rising full moon to brighten our
skins and allowing us to see the love and
longing shining in each other's eyes.
My hands were held up over my head in one of
yours in an inexorable grip. I gasped at the
easy, graceful strength in your arms and upper
body. One hand lightly grazed my skin from neck
to knee, lifting and caressing my breasts,
rolling my throbbing nipples, re-learning the
muscles of my belly and thighs. Then you pressed
gently up between them and opened my already
swollen labia, cupping my smoothly shaven pussy
until I couldn't help but push desperately into
your palm. I felt your hand stop and lift away,
and I heard the sound of your tongue licking my
wetness from your fingers and your groan of
pleasure.
Quietly I gasped "See what you make me, love?
helpless... wet... aching for you."
"I know" your deep voice shimmered with
confidence and triumph, and I willingly moved as
you guided me to the deep foam mattress.
And now it's early, early morning with the first
sea birds wild crying over the water. I watch
the sky colors changing from deep purples and
blues to bright reds and green-yellows in long
vertical rays. The full moon has set on the
other side of the island. I feel you stirring
against me, lifting your arm and stiffening
slightly before you remember where you are and
who is beside you and stretch, cat-like. I turn
to face you, softly stroking your bristly cheek
and kissing your eyelids, amazed you are so
alert and... omg!!
I laugh as you roll your body on top of mine and
you fill me again, laughing with me because my
body is already eager. Holding my breath a
moment, I relax deep inside and move slightly to
ease the soreness from last night's prolonged
loving. I push my hips up under your weight
mating tightly to your deepening thrusts.
"ohhhyessss!!"
And your answer to me, "G'morning, pet!"
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