They were duty-bound. As soldiers in the United States Army they had duties to fulfill. But that didn't stop them from falling in love. And then, they were duty-bound to get married and live happily ever after.

It started simply enough. Private Lovall was sent to Schofield Barracks as her first duty station after completion of her initial training. She was a lusty lady, sexy and sweet. And she loved making love to men, and to women also. She liked sex and she always had. Here in Hawaii she had enjoyed living with her buddy, Pvt. Molly Donahue. They were lovers, of course. But they were friends first.

The two privates were combat photographers, and the post here was the home of the 25th Infantry Division. They each had plenty of training exercises to take part in. And on those field exercises lots of fun could happen. That was where Pvt. Lovall met Staff Sergeant Jacob Anderson. They had a pleasant time in the field. And on their return from training they had been compatible as friends and lovers.

They met as often as they could. Off base mostly. But they would sometimes steal some time together on base. Once, Sgt. Anderson met Pvt. Lovall for lunch. Instead of getting into the chow line he signaled her to follow him. They left the mess area on foot. It was not too long until they strolled together into a motor pool area.

"What's this about Sergeant?"

"Well Private, I wanted to show you my Humvee. This one here is assigned to me. It's lunch time so no one is around. Want to get in and see what it feels like?"

"I've been in Humvees. You know that Jacob. What are you up to, little boy?'

"Just get in the back and I'll show you."

The back of the Humvee had been fixed up to be almost comfortable, with some blankets, and some cold drinks. Nothing alcoholic. Not on duty. But it looked cozy. Ashley climbed in and Jacob followed quickly.

It didn't take long, after some adjusting, for them to lie down, and start having a little slap and tickle. Ashley loved the way her Jacob kissed her. He was always soft and gentle, until her urgings caused him to be a little rougher. They spent a long time just making out, and touching each other through their Army Combat Uniforms.

At last it was too much for Jacob, and Ashley was thankful. He began unbuttoning her ACUs, and she did the same to his. Soon they were open enough that their private parts were available for use. Jacob was as hard as stone, and Ashley's pussy was gleaming with juices on her shaven labia. She spread out on the blanket, and he got over her, dangling his huge cock and nutsack down for her to taste. At the same time he was sucking on her clit and spreading her slit apart to get at the choice meat.

He made her come almost immediately. Actually he had made her come while making out. She was like that. A sexual being. Now her orgasms were stronger with each stroke of his tongue across her pussy lips, and his calloused fingers in her wetness. But she didn't neglect his steel rod. She was mouthing it, and taking it, as he thrust it into her throat. She loved the feeling of almost gagging from a hard cock between her lips. She would often stop to suck on his balls too. No need to neglect them.

"I'm gonna come soon, babe. Do you want to swallow it sweetie?"

"No, no. I want it in my pussy. Please, fuck me Jacob. Slap my sloppy slit with your cock, babe. Slap it and then fuck it. Please baby, fuck me good, now."

"You got it lover."

Jacob swiftly maneuvered around and positioned himself above Ashley. His prick was rigid, and he used it to spank her pussy lips, each time hearing her groan with pleasure. Then, holding her legs in his big hands, he ordered her to guide his prick into her wet pussy. He thrust, and she cried out. Pumping now, rapidly, and deeply, he fucked his sweetie. Faster now. Closer to coming, though she had achieved orgasm many times now. He would get one good shot.

Her hands were struggling to pull him deeper and tighter into her moist pussy, begging him to fuck her, to come in her. So he grunted and rammed it, hard, one last time, and the spunk shot out, filling her up and causing her to cry out. Ashley loved being fucked hard. He was kissing her lips as he keep humping into her. Filling her with each string of come, and she took it all, loving it and him.

She lovingly took his semi hard cock in her hand, after he had pulled out. She was careful to lick it clean as he moaned with the sensitivity of a man who had just came. She made sure to kiss his balls, and then kiss his cock head. She smiled into his eyes, and he joined his lips to hers once again.

After dressing they just had time to grab a burger at the fast food place nearest to their work, and they got back down to the business of protecting the country. Sgt. Anderson made sure to make a date with Pvt. Lovall for the coming weekend. He would pick her up on Saturday afternoon.

It was the fifth real date that Ashley and Jacob had been on. They had played together much more often, at her apartment or his. They were heading for Honolulu to have dinner, and then out for a walk on the beach. They were being exclusive now. They had discussed it, and neither was seeing any one else. Ashley had even told Molly that they could not be playmates anymore. Molly understood. She had plenty of other "toys" to play with, both in the service and not.

They arrived at Duke's Waikiki just before sunset, in the evening. They were dining right on the beach, but they were early enough to miss some of the crowd. Dressed in civvies, Ashley felt like a true sweetheart as her man let her hold his arm, and they followed a hostess to their table. They watched the sun go down over the ocean, not caring about food at the moment. Just savoring the ambience of their island duty station. The sun descended, and then it became still and dark along the shore.

They were looking at the menu. Jacob had said he liked this place. It seemed expensive to Ashley, but he just waved that away. Anyway, after discussion, they got some island drinks and ordered the seafood luau. It was going to be plenty for the both of them. Ashley had been watching her diet anyway, because she had come close to failing her last Annual Physical Fitness Test. That would not do. The army was her career now. The next APFT she would pass easily, she was sure.

The food was great, and they were happy. Jacob always seemed to be holding her hand whenever they were not in uniform. It was sweet. With his high and tight haircut everyone knew he was military. She didn't mind. She was proud of him. Being a Staff Sergeant at his age meant he was on the fast track. She wanted to keep up.

At the end of the meal, after he paid, they started drifting down to the shoreline, along the long, wide beach. It was a popular beach, so there were some lights around the area. Hand in hand they walked, talking of work, and of their play times together. Then the subject got onto the future, and Jacob was telling her what his dreams were, and she was doing the same. Suddenly, he reached into his trouser pocket, pulled something out, and dropped to a knee.

"Oh, god, Jacob. Really?"

"Yes, Ashley. This is our time. Are you prepared to follow me on my mission? I need you, babe. I've learned that. You're my go-to-girl. We'll be battle buddies forever, if you'll accept me. What say, little private?"

"Of course, of course. I didn't even know how badly I wanted this. Now I know. I want it Jacob."

He placed the ring on her finger, stood up, and took her tightly into his strong arms. She felt him squeezing her so close that she was breathless, but she could hear him saying "thank you, thank you" over and over. This was good. This was right. They kissed, and kissed. One hand was around her waist and the other was gently holding her head, as he kissed her over and over.

Finally, they broke apart and both laughed. It was like they were finally free for the first time in life. Free from some burden, or loss, they hadn't known was there. Hand in hand they started kicking down the beach. They were wearing sandals, and the sand felt soft and delicate to the touch.

They were approaching a beached boat. No one seemed to be around. Slipping around to the water side of the vessel they sank down, and leaned back against the hull. They were alone. And Ashley wanted to show her man how much she loved him. Smiling at him, she placed her hands on his trousers, unzipped them, and took out his now hardening cock.

Her lips were warm, and moist, and they took his manhood in, to love it and cherish it. Her delicate hand stroked it up and down, lubricated by the dripping of her saliva. Jacob loved her blow jobs. That was because she loved to give them. Especially now, to her man, her lover. His hands were fingering her dark tresses, that she let fall down when not in uniform, and he helped to pace her, as she bobbed up and down, humming with happiness, and pleased to be here with her husband-to-be.

"I gotta come now, sweetie. Gotta come. Ah fuck!"

He spurted up into her mouth. She had her lips tight around his thick cock, and she wanted to save it all. She wanted to swallow all of his seed. His fingers tightened on her head, and he was fucking up now, fucking her mouth, and she wanted it. She drank his juices, gulping again and again. Then she giggled, and kissed him, giving him a taste of himself. She liked to play with her lover.

"That was so good, babe. Let's get going. We have things to talk about, and plans to make."

"Okay, Sergeant. You lead, I'll follow. But you do know I'll be giving a lot of the orders for what's coming up, right?"

"I expected that sugar. You're in charge now. Make your plans, and I'll make sure they happen. Anyway, I know you have something to tell Molly about tonight. Let's go babe."

They drove back to Schofield Barracks. Not all the way, because Ashley lived off base with Molly. Jacob took her to her apartment building, and got out to walk her to the entrance. They kissed good night, and then parted for the time being. Ashley made her way up the second floor and opened her apartment door. As she entered she heard Molly yelling out loud.

At first, her instinct was to go into battle mode. But she quickly decided what she was hearing was actually Molly in the throes of passion. She had heard that before, many times. She giggled. She had news, but she wanted Molly to have her fun. No need to spoil it for her. She put her stuff down on the dining room table, and moved down the hall to the bedroom.

The bedroom door was wide open, and all of the lights were on. Molly liked to see what she was doing when playing with a friend. Ashley looked around the door jamb and saw her room mate being used. Molly liked to be used. Her playmate was a naked man with a broad back, and tight ass. He was pushing his whole body, forcefully, at Molly from the rear.

He had one hand grasping her hair tightly, and the other was slapping her ass. Ashley could see how red it was, and how much Molly was enjoying getting roughly fucked by her friend. The man was crying out too.

"Jesus, fuck, you're so fucking tight. Ah shit, good fucking, good fucking. You love it? Yes? Tell me. Make me believe it. You love me fucking your ass. Ah shit, fuck, fuck, fuck."

"Yes, yes, unh, unh, unh. Good god...fuck me harder. Fuck yes. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me."

Ashley went and took her clothes off in the bathroom. She put on a robe, and went back out in the hall. Molly was still getting fucked, and still begging for more. But at last her playmate could take no more, and he had to submit, and give her his come. It had aroused Ashley, actually. Her pussy was wet. It was often wet. That was the way she was. But she had her man now. He would be enough.

"Feel it, Molly girl. Feel my come. Ah fuck....ah, ah, ah, ah."

Ashley went into the living area and sat down to read a book. About ten minutes later Molly and her friend came out of the bedroom and down the hall to the living area. He was fully dressed. Molly just had on a robe, like Ashley. He was looking a little embarrassed, and Ashley grinned at him, too embarrass him even more. He finally grinned at her, after being introduced, and Molly sent him on his way.

When Molly turned around from closing the door Ashley was holding out her hand. Molly looked quizzical, then saw the ring. She squealed, and grabbed her friend and gave her a big kiss. It was juicy, and probably the last of its kind she would get, but she was overjoyed for her room mate and old battle buddy.

They began the planning. The first thing, of course, was to get the approval of command. You didn't just get married in the Army. Not two soldiers. They needed written approval. That was Ashley's job. To get her commander to approve. That was Captain Don Billings. He had been her lover before. She hoped there would be no problems. But she would attack that when she needed to.

For now, she and Molly would need to find the dress, get the wedding venue, invite the guests, and plan the honeymoon. Jacob could do what he was told. They giggled when they discussed that. But it was late. Tomorrow was Sunday. A day to get her plan down. It was going to be epic.