“Bud light is fine.”
I walk to the patio door and looked out. The apartment patio was on the east side and you couldn’t see the ocean, but the view of Santa Monica and all of its lights was still breathtaking.
Wendy walked up behind me and handed me my beer. I take a long pull on it while she wrapped her arm around me and ran it up and down my belly. My belly was tight, even though I didn’t have a bodybuilder’s six pack, and her hand felt good.
“Which is your room?” I ask as I turned around. My body was revved up now. The ache in my jeans was becoming unbearable.
“Are you eager to get into my bedroom, soldier boy?”
“You seem eager to get me there.” I took another long drink of my beer. I didn’t need any liquid courage, but my mouth had dried up like the desert in Iraq.
“You’re nice. Handsome. Quiet. And you fill those jeans out nicely.”
“I guess Sarge was wrong.”
“Why do you say that?”
“He always said that most girls were a sucker for the uniform, but you seem turned on without me being in uniform.”
“Well, this Sarge doesn’t sound too smart. Most girls just want a guy who will treat them right. With or without a uniform.”
We kissed again, and our hands roamed each other’s body. She led me to her bedroom and clothes began coming off before we got there.
“Finish up that… beer, Soldier Boy, and… let’s get in… this bed.” She said in between kisses.
I chugged the last of the beer and set the bottle on the nightstand. I felt less parched and more eager to get laid.
I had her go-go shorts and top off and pulled her bra off over her head. Her breasts became a playground as I kissed and sucked on her perky tits. She had a handful and not much more, just the way I liked them. My mouth made sure that both of her nipples were hard.
My jacket lay in the living room and she pulled my t-shirt off over my head at the bedroom door. She unzipped my jeans and pushed them off my hips and down my thighs, just before I pushed her on to the bed and slipped her panties off.
Like a wrestler, she rolled to the side, got to her knees and soon had my boxers off my hips and my cock in her mouth. She grasped it in one hand and stroked it while her lips played with its head. Soon her head bobbed up and down while her hand twisted and stroked my base. I fought dizziness as my moans and her slurping mouth filled the room with their sensual melody.
“Your mouth is going to make me come.” I pulled her head off my cock and bent down to kiss her. Dizziness from her perfume or the beer made my vision blur slightly. When I raised back up after the kiss, the dizziness abated.
She stroked my cock as she gazed into my eyes. Her face blurred a bit before coming back into focus. I felt intoxicated again. I’m not light-weight though, so I couldn’t be that drunk.
“Maybe I should get on the bed with you,” I growled as I crawled onto the bed. We kissed as we both collapsed onto the soft sheets and pillows of the bed.
“Okay. Soldier Boy, why don’t you get on your back? I want to ride you for a while.”
“That sounds like fun.”
I wiggled to the middle of the bed on my back. She propped a pillow behind my head and got comfortable. She slid my boxers off completely and tossed them on the floor.
She straddled me, and with one hand guided me into her. As her pussy slid down my hard cock, the sensations were mind blowing. She didn’t have me completely inside of her and I already was in heaven. I could feel it from my cock to my head and down to my toes. The sensations were overwhelming. She bent down and kissed me hard. I grabbed her firm ass and squeezed.
Soon she moved with a nice steady motion, as we seemed to meld together. With her ass in my hands, I pulled her down on me as I thrust up into her. Her breasts hung deliciously above me and she leaned forward and I took a nipple into my mouth.
Her moans mixed with my gasps and grunts. The longer we fucked, the more I couldn’t feel her pussy wrapped around my hard dick. The more she moved on top of me, the more dizzy I began.
“What the heck is going on?” I mumbled.
“You just had too much to drink, Soldier Boy.” Her smile twisted and blurred, while her words seemed to come out slowly and slurred.
I looked at the beer on the nightstand and back up to her. There was a sensation of me coming inside of her, but as the orgasm washed over me, my vision became more blurry. Even as she moved faster on top of me, it seemed like the world slowed down around me.
I heard her cry out in pleasure as blackness overcame me.
