Thanks for sharing your nasty thoughts. Sex between couples and often between married women and those who were left behind was common on and around Ft Bragg in the late 60's and early 70's.
I drove a group of 82nd Airborne jumpers to the green ramp in 73. That was a Tuesday morning in April. They were bound for Texas and a 5 week missile training school. Family's as well as fellow organizational soldiers often came to see soldiers off. Drivers were expected to hang out until all birds were up and away before departing the area.
One of the wives was standing next to a married man she must have thought looked very good. I only mention that because of what she said. In more than a whisper but less than a boisterous announcement she said to those standing close, "when his plane goes up my pants are coming down! And, they are staying there until he gets back." That was a party in jeans and white silk blouse.
How could I not move closer to her after that statement?
Green ramp was concrete. Visitor and family parking was a gravel are enclosed by telephone poles laying on the pine straw. The area Army vehicles staged while unloading personnel amounted to dirt trails under tall pine trees. Two smells I associate with Ft Bragg were those of pine on a humid morning and number 3 fuel oil exhaust as a heating source in winter. That pine smell was heavy in the air as I stood watching planes being loaded that morning.
Those C-141's taxied out and lifted off in a steady procession. A woman of her word, she, Maggie, turned and chatted further with her new friend displaying a smile that could light a city with its wattage. She walked to a Beige late 60's Buick Station Wagon with him. The guy she'd been talking to, SSGT Terry Cushing, was someone I knew by site but was not on drinking buddy terms with. Another member of our company he must have trusted walked with them. They were both in Field Pants and green fatigues.
Terry got in the back seat with her after some laughter. His buddy took the keys from Maggie and they headed out. I know we had not been dismissed for the day, but there was a lot of slack to combat veterans in their first year back from Nam. Besides that I had a military vehicle to return to the motor pool.
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Anonymous06/01/15
Fantastic!!!
My wife, Karen, and I shared many such hot sexual events. Karen felt sorry for some of the men and would bring up the subject of having sex with them. Men separated from their wives, and just horny guys wanted to fuck another American. Your story reminded us about Norm. He had a monster cock of 10 inches! Karen took it all, and Norm shot of in and on her some six times, the first time. More stories!!!
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Anonymous10/28/15
Hooah!
What a great story, nobody loves a good roll in the hay more than a soldier! I would have loved to run into a woman like you during Desert Storm - it would have made my year! Today, it's my own wife I want to share like this. Thanks, and keep these stories coming! Though I have only just begun to vote and comment, you are one of my all-time favorite erotic authors!
Regards, An Excited Reader.
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Anonymous10/28/15
The man who marries a woman with an insatiable libido is either blessed or cursed...
... if he loves his adventurous wife the way she is he will have a lot of fun, and then some, & then a bit more to share with his friends.
I was not a soldier but i worked for years in the Emirates & Saudia for a pump & valve manufacturer. I was stationed in a city. Most of my friends worked on construction sites (in the middle of the desert). That included my best buddy who spent every other weekend with my wife & me. He was recently divorced. He was in a state shock and depressed. My wife pitied him, but I did not because i knew he was a womanizer.
She asked me whether it was OK for her to cheer him up a bit.
Everything was happening before my eyes, or she duly reported to me if he gave her a massage or she kissed him on the lips to thank him for something.
They both loved to dance & danced with each other.
The night he taught her Lambada & similar Latin dances was when we opened our marriage to him. My wife simply said, "If it's OK with you i will spend some time with him. Do not fall asleep, wait for me. I am YOUR wife."
I miss those days!!!
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Anonymous08/17/16
I LIKE YOUR STORIES VERY MUCH. THIS ONE IS NO EXCEPTION
Military wives are horny. Retired military wives are hornier.
Loved your story. It reminded me of the wife of a retired colonel I met while waiting at the outpatient pharmacy at a local base. In mid-afternoon, the wait time was quite long. After chatting about random things like the weather, the upcoming election etc., she introduced herself as Martha. She had wife of a high ranking officer written all over her. Slim, trim figure, every hair in place & recently coiffed, gold tennis bracelet. She didn't have much of a chest, but at mid-60's, still had a very nice set of legs & ass. I asked what she did for recreation and she said her husband, THE COLONEL, had taught her to play golf. In addition to the exercise, he said golf was essential to making the right connections for promotion. Then right out of the blue, she told me, THE Colonel does play hardly any golf since his prostectomy 5 years earlier. Soon, they called her name & her 'script was ready for pick-up. She wrapped up the conversation by saying to me, "Here's my private cell-phone number, Call me if you'd like to play around". For a couple of weeks, I pondered the various meanings of that phrase,'play a round'. I finally called her. the number was a pizza delivery server.
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Fantastic...
but I was definitely hoping for more..I hope to read many more of your tales
You have so much talent....
If you are anything like the girl in your story, you truly are the perfect wife. Thanks, and please keep writing. Ace
Wonderful Story
Made me want to be you in the story. WOW, it is a hot one.
QUICK FUN READ
Thanks for sharing your nasty thoughts. Sex between couples and often between married women and those who were left behind was common on and around Ft Bragg in the late 60's and early 70's.
I drove a group of 82nd Airborne jumpers to the green ramp in 73. That was a Tuesday morning in April. They were bound for Texas and a 5 week missile training school. Family's as well as fellow organizational soldiers often came to see soldiers off. Drivers were expected to hang out until all birds were up and away before departing the area.
One of the wives was standing next to a married man she must have thought looked very good. I only mention that because of what she said. In more than a whisper but less than a boisterous announcement she said to those standing close, "when his plane goes up my pants are coming down! And, they are staying there until he gets back." That was a party in jeans and white silk blouse.
How could I not move closer to her after that statement?
Green ramp was concrete. Visitor and family parking was a gravel are enclosed by telephone poles laying on the pine straw. The area Army vehicles staged while unloading personnel amounted to dirt trails under tall pine trees. Two smells I associate with Ft Bragg were those of pine on a humid morning and number 3 fuel oil exhaust as a heating source in winter. That pine smell was heavy in the air as I stood watching planes being loaded that morning.
Those C-141's taxied out and lifted off in a steady procession. A woman of her word, she, Maggie, turned and chatted further with her new friend displaying a smile that could light a city with its wattage. She walked to a Beige late 60's Buick Station Wagon with him. The guy she'd been talking to, SSGT Terry Cushing, was someone I knew by site but was not on drinking buddy terms with. Another member of our company he must have trusted walked with them. They were both in Field Pants and green fatigues.
Terry got in the back seat with her after some laughter. His buddy took the keys from Maggie and they headed out. I know we had not been dismissed for the day, but there was a lot of slack to combat veterans in their first year back from Nam. Besides that I had a military vehicle to return to the motor pool.
Fantastic!!!
My wife, Karen, and I shared many such hot sexual events. Karen felt sorry for some of the men and would bring up the subject of having sex with them. Men separated from their wives, and just horny guys wanted to fuck another American. Your story reminded us about Norm. He had a monster cock of 10 inches! Karen took it all, and Norm shot of in and on her some six times, the first time. More stories!!!
Hooah!
What a great story, nobody loves a good roll in the hay more than a soldier! I would have loved to run into a woman like you during Desert Storm - it would have made my year! Today, it's my own wife I want to share like this. Thanks, and keep these stories coming! Though I have only just begun to vote and comment, you are one of my all-time favorite erotic authors!
Regards, An Excited Reader.
The man who marries a woman with an insatiable libido is either blessed or cursed...
... if he loves his adventurous wife the way she is he will have a lot of fun, and then some, & then a bit more to share with his friends.
I was not a soldier but i worked for years in the Emirates & Saudia for a pump & valve manufacturer. I was stationed in a city. Most of my friends worked on construction sites (in the middle of the desert). That included my best buddy who spent every other weekend with my wife & me. He was recently divorced. He was in a state shock and depressed. My wife pitied him, but I did not because i knew he was a womanizer.
She asked me whether it was OK for her to cheer him up a bit.
Everything was happening before my eyes, or she duly reported to me if he gave her a massage or she kissed him on the lips to thank him for something.
They both loved to dance & danced with each other.
The night he taught her Lambada & similar Latin dances was when we opened our marriage to him. My wife simply said, "If it's OK with you i will spend some time with him. Do not fall asleep, wait for me. I am YOUR wife."
I miss those days!!!
I LIKE YOUR STORIES VERY MUCH. THIS ONE IS NO EXCEPTION
☆☆☆☆+ (4.45/5.0 = 91/100 = A)
Military wives are horny. Retired military wives are hornier.
Loved your story. It reminded me of the wife of a retired colonel I met while waiting at the outpatient pharmacy at a local base. In mid-afternoon, the wait time was quite long. After chatting about random things like the weather, the upcoming election etc., she introduced herself as Martha. She had wife of a high ranking officer written all over her. Slim, trim figure, every hair in place & recently coiffed, gold tennis bracelet. She didn't have much of a chest, but at mid-60's, still had a very nice set of legs & ass. I asked what she did for recreation and she said her husband, THE COLONEL, had taught her to play golf. In addition to the exercise, he said golf was essential to making the right connections for promotion. Then right out of the blue, she told me, THE Colonel does play hardly any golf since his prostectomy 5 years earlier. Soon, they called her name & her 'script was ready for pick-up. She wrapped up the conversation by saying to me, "Here's my private cell-phone number, Call me if you'd like to play around". For a couple of weeks, I pondered the various meanings of that phrase,'play a round'. I finally called her. the number was a pizza delivery server.
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