The second one I do recall. I had not long joined my regiment when there was a ball. I was one of the most junior officers of about sixty. Many of the senior ones had brought their wives and some their daughters too, so there were nearly a hundred people there. Us officers all dressed in our best uniforms while all the ladies wore a variety of ball gowns. It was after dinner that the dancing began and I know I danced with quite a few, some twice. One of these, Stephanie Marlow, about in her early thirties and wife of one of our Majors.
It was during our second dance that she kept pressing her body up to mine and with me seeing quite a quantity of tit, got a hard on. She was showing so much tit that if she hadn’t been pressed so close to me I think I would have been able to see her belly button, which I did later.
With her constantly pressing herself up to me, she couldn’t help but feel how hard I was inside my trousers. In movements of the dance when we turned, her leg would come in between mine and it would press at my groin for her to feel this and she smiled up at me and licked her lips.
It wasn’t until the dance came to an end, she whispered in my ear that I was to go outside and she would join me in a couple of minutes. I’m sure I blushed at this but after leading her back to her table, did as she asked and went outside. The cool air didn’t make my tumescence go down and my heart was beating faster than normal in the anticipation that she would come out and we would go somewhere for sex.
My heart jumped when I felt her touch my arm, not having seen her come out, and she led me away from where the ball was being held and knew her way around, for we were soon in the sick bay. There were two beds in there and after pressing herself up to me and kissing me, feeling that I was still hard, quickly undid some clips at the back of her dress to let it slide to the floor.
She was all woman, standing there in just a wispy bra that was overfull with her tits and a scanty pair of panties that didn’t hide the small bush of hair between her thighs. She quickly helped me off with my uniform until I was naked, my cock sticking out like a conductors baton. Then off came her bra and panties and she took hold of my erection and pulled me to the bed.
She fell onto her back, pulling me down on top of her, squashing my cock between our stomachs as I squashed her tits as she voraciously kissed me.
Soon, she pushed my head down to one tit, the nipple standing out proud from the big fleshy orb and I sucked on it as my hand fondled the other one. After a minute or two, she pushed the massaging hand down towards her crotch. My fingers soon found the entrance to her sex and found that it was quite wet in anticipation and with twiddling my fingers inside this wet orifice, made her squirm about beneath me.
I must have been doing the right thing for she was soon groaning and moving her hips about. Again it was only a few minutes of doing this that she pulled my hand away.
‘Now!’ she gasped. ‘Put it inside me.’ She was panting away as I moved my body down as her legs opened and my throbbing cock slid down between her thighs as I rose up onto my elbows and moved myself back up slightly, my cock finding its own way up the slippery trail until I entered her fully to a big sigh from her.
Her legs came up by the side of my thighs as I pushed in deeper and felt her inside muscles begin to flex themselves round my shaft and I began to fuck her. She was wet, hot and rather slack, nowhere near as tight as Tony had been, but this I didn’t know at the time as I moved myself in and out in my fucking.
She crooned away as I shafted her, her fingers digging into my back as I humped away, her legs tightening themselves against me.
‘Harder! Harder. I’m coming,’ she cried out, and I began ramming myself at her, mashing our pubics together as she began to buck beneath me and making me start to come inside her. I think we both came at the same time, me shooting my load as she had her orgasm, and I think we both shuddered at our release and I fell back on top of her as she held me tight to our now sweaty chests.
She gave out a small cry as I pulled out of her, recalling that it now sounded just like the noise I made when Tony pulled out of me earlier, and realised that it was because of the loss of a male organ that had just given one pleasure.
We quickly got dressed and after another swift but passionate kiss, we returned to the ball, and that was my only recollection of having fucked a woman. I never did see her again.
Remembering this while lying alongside Tony, gave me another erection and also thought of the difference in the fucking of a woman and that of a man, the latter being tighter, giving you more feeling in the fucking, but also her cry of loss at the withdrawal. The same kind of loss that I had felt when Tony had pulled out of me and felt that I would like to have him fuck me again.
I moved down the bed and found that he was up and hard again and guessed that he was of the same mind as me. I felt his body stiffen when I took his balls into my mouth and rolled them around in their sac, loving the reaction. On releasing them, I nibbled away at the underside of his shaft, slowly moving up until I was gently chewing on the head of his erection. It was only a quick suck that I gave the head before moving right back up to kiss him.
‘Will you fuck me again?’ I whispered into his ear, something I never dreamed of ever saying to another man. I felt his finger give me a big tick on my back and so I rolled off of him and let him get another condom as I got myself up onto my knees to be ready for him.
As he got back onto the bed behind me, I shivered again and still flinched as I felt the cream being put in place before his hands came up onto my hips. I flinched again when I felt the head of his cock touch and press up to my backside and took in a deep breath and tried to force my body to relax.
It was with one big push that I felt him expand my ring piece and had him enter me for the second time, loving the feel of his hard cock slide smoothly inside till his thighs came up tight to the cheeks of my bum. What a lovely feeling of having that throbbing lump of flesh beating a small tattoo to my insides and squeezed him with the one muscle I had there. Then came the pleasure of feeling him move himself backwards and forwards, his cock moving in the same way, giving me an inordinate thrill at having this done to me again
I crooned again as he shafted me, smoothly moving his cock in and out of me until I felt his fingers tighten themselves on my hips as he began to pull me back to his forward thrusts, ramming himself tighter to my backside as he started to come, his hips just jerking away as he did so.
I could hear his rasping breath as he leaned over me when he’d finished and felt a few drops of sweat drop onto my lower back. I tried to hold him there with my muscle as I felt him begin to pull out, giving out that little cry as the head finally slipped out.
‘Get the condom off and let me suck you,’ I gasped, wanting his cock back inside me, even if it was only the head, I wanted it and wanted the taste of him. He was quickly off the bed and I heard the rustle of the tissues he used to pull it off of himself and then felt the head of his cock touch my lips and I opened my mouth and took the head in, the foreskin having rolled right back and got that taste I wanted, sucking out the last of his coming. I licked him clean and gave the head a last kiss before getting up and sitting back on my heels, my own cock really throbbing now and wanting to fuck and give him the same pleasure he had just given me.
It didn’t take long for him to get on the bed and give my cock a quick suck before rolling a condom down over my shaft and move on the bed into the right position. Knowing what to do now, shuffled up between his open legs until my cock touched him and felt again his fingers guide me to the right place.
I now appreciated the difference as I pushed myself into that tight backside as opposed to the slackness of a vagina, feeling the head being compressed and the all round pressure as the shaft filled him till I was fully inside and my thighs tight up against the cheeks of his bum.
I now knew that I did in fact love Tony, loved having him suck and fuck me and able to do the same to him as I began to move and fuck him. It was only as I was moving myself in and out of him did I realise, having handled his erection, that he wasn’t as big as me in that department and wondered if he got more of a thrill with me being somewhat bigger than him. Not having had another man fuck me, I couldn’t tell, but his was big enough to give me pleasure. I really did like the sucking and fucking of him and gave myself up to the joy of what I was now doing and came with some rather hard ramming of his backside.
I didn’t realise how exertive it was until I leaned over his back, feeling the sweat drop off my forehead, panting as though I’d just run a mile in under four minutes. His muscle fought against the withdrawal of my cock and I’m sure that if he could utter a sound, he would have given out the same cry that I did at the loss of a throbbing cock from the backside.
I fell back onto my heels, still panting as I pulled free from the tight hole of his backside, feeling him move off the bed and a moment later having the condom pulled off and him sucking on me.
‘Let’s have a shower,’ I said when he’d finished licking on me, ‘for we’re both rather sweaty,’ and got off the bed and made my way into the bathroom, managing to get there without walking into the wall. I even managed to unerring find the sliding door of the shower cubicle okay and stepped inside. One thing I was very pleased about was that it was big enough for both of us to get in there, and had Tony get in with me.
With the spray on, we could use the hand dispenser to get the liquid soap out and both had the pleasure of soaping and washing each other, each taking an inordinately long time of attending to the genitals. We found out later that it was even possible for one of us to kneel down and give the other a blow job whilst in there though not for a fuck.
After carefully drying each other, we returned to the bedroom to get dressed, well me, for Tony put on his dressing gown and went back to his own room to get dressed. Dressing for me whilst in the flat consisted of just a pair of shorts, going out of the apartment was different.
Which we did later, after breakfast. We went off to the college of sorts for our lessons. Mine being Braille and for the others it was to learn the hand signals that deaf people use to communicate with each other, these being for two hours in the morning. We would have a snack lunch in their canteen before another two hours session in the afternoon before returning home, sometimes doing some shopping on the way.
This then became our daily routine for five days a week though I got fed up with my lessons and didn’t go to finish my course but stayed at home. Because I missed out on the exercise of walking out, decided and got the other two to buy me an exercise machine. One with the moving foot belt that you could jog on. It didn’t take me long to know where all the different buttons were on the console, and I had it installed in my bedroom. This I would use then for an hour each morning while they were at the college. Being on my own for the rest of the day, I soon got used to making myself coffee and something to eat from the fridge.
I would quite often sit out on the balcony to listen to one of the audio books and if the sun was good, strip off naked and just lie there in the sun.
I went and over done it one day by falling asleep and got really sunburnt all down the front of my body. Tony, bless him, laid me out on my bed and covered my front with a soothing cream. This meant that for the next couple of nights, we could only have sex with us standing up, being bent over a chair and being fucked in this position.
It was just as good in this position as doing it on the bed on your knees. Tony would now spend every night in my bed, only coming in when Bernie had gone to his room for the night, and would leave before he got up for breakfast.
Bernie, it appeared, got a girl friend of sorts whilst at the college and quite a few times left Tony to come home alone but he would turn up later for dinner. Then after a few weeks, began to go out after dinner which was a bit of a drag for Tony and myself in respect of Tony being unable to come into my bed until he returned home. Though with him not being in the apartment meant that Tony and I could have sex in the lounge. Here we christened each piece of furniture. One place that was good was the coffee table in front of the fire. It was just the right height to lie on your back with the legs up high, resting on the shoulders of the other as we fucked. It was a good position, lying there like that, his hands round my thighs as he kept pulling me back onto him as his cock slid in and out of me. The only disappointing thing about having it this way was that even though he could see the expressions on my face, I couldn’t see the joy he was getting when he was fucking me.
*
One morning, I got up, leaving Tony still asleep in the bed, and went off to the kitchen to make us both a cup of coffee. He had found in a shop, a small tray that had indentations inside so that you could carry special mugs that fitted into these slots so that I could carry these cups without spilling them. Even if I did, the coffee would stay in the tray and not land on the carpet.
Well, I went off to the kitchen and over to the cupboard to get the tray out when I heard a strange voice speak.
‘Good morning. You must be Bryan.’
I gasped and whirled round, dropping the tray for it was a woman’s voice speaking and there was I bollock naked. Panic set in and I stumbled across the kitchen to get out. With my whirling round as I had done, I was not in the right position to know exactly where the door was. I moved quite fast but hit a chair and went arse over tit, almost knocking myself out as my head hit the edge of the door. Not being sure what happened next, I can only say what Tony wrote on me later.
He heard my cry as I hit the door and getting out of bed, put on his dressing gown and rushed into the kitchen. Here he found me lying on the floor with my head in the lap of this woman, who turned out to be the girl that Bernie had brought home the night before and her name was Margaret.
Between the two of them, they got me to my feet and helped me up and got my staggering body back into my room. Here they got me onto the bed and she told Tony to go as she would see to me. There was nothing he could say, so he left though he did look in later. She must have got a wet flannel from the bathroom for I started to slowly come round as she gently sponged the huge bump that had blossomed out on my forehead.
I know I heard the whisper of her gown as she moved and the next thing I knew, she was getting into the bed with me, naked, for I felt her breast against my arm.
‘There, there Bryan,’ she said stroking my head with this flannel. ‘You’ll be alright soon.’ Her hand moved down my chest and began to stroke my penis. Now what with her doing that and feeling her tit move against my chest, started to get an erection. ‘My, you are a big boy, aren’t you,’ she said as my cock was now up big enough for her to grasp and move the skin up and down.
Before I knew it, she was astride of my body and I felt my erection being enclosed inside her body as she sank down on it. I couldn’t help but gasp, my mind still in a whirl at having her in this position. With her sitting on my thighs with my cock throbbing inside her, she took hold of my hands and raised them up to her tits and mashed them hard against them as she began to move up and down, fucking herself on my erection. All I could do was mould her tits myself as she rode on top of me, exciting my balls enough for to finally come inside her. I could feel her shuddering on top of me as I came and I’m sure she had an orgasm for I could feel a moment later, fluid seeping down the inside of my thighs to coat my balls.
Tony knew this for he had come into the bedroom and had watched as she fucked herself on my cock. He knew that she couldn’t hear him because she was in the same class for deaf people. So he saw the whole performance and by being behind the girl, standing near the door, she couldn’t see that he was there in the room.
She only knew of his presence when he gave her a hefty smack on the backside. I heard the slap and her cry of alarm and felt her suddenly rise up, my erection falling out to a wet sucking sound as her vagina had squeezed itself tight around my cock at the sudden shock of the slap. My cock smacked onto my stomach as she fell off the bed to another cry from her and Tony told me later that he had thrown her dressing gown at her and had pointed to the door, pushing her after she had got up, out of the bedroom, grasping her gown. He slammed the door after her and came over to the bed and to my surprise felt him lift up my still hard cock and take the head into his mouth and suck on me.
He told me later that he didn’t like seeing her take advantage of his lover this way and so kicked her out of the room. Also that with him then sucking on me was the only way that he was ever going to get the taste of a woman. I couldn’t object to this for I liked him sucking on me, even though it wasn’t really his place to say who I could have a fuck with or not, but I could see his reasoning and therefore didn’t say anything.