Free Shared By The Soldiers by A.B. Summers

that was all mine until today.
    It’s still mine, I tell myself as I lean in close and stare at my Amy’s face, those dazed eyes that are only just flickering open as she winds down her orgasm. I swear she looks almost surprised, like the orgasm snuck up on her, ambushed her. It was quick, no doubt, but holy FUCK was it intense! Could it be the culmination of all that buildup, anticipation, the weeks of conversations, fantasies, doubts, fears, excitement?
    Now I slowly become aware of my own throbbing arousal, and without taking my eyes off the computer screen, off Amy’s face, I hurriedly undo my belt and push my pants down to my ankles. My cock sticks straight up in the air like a goddamn tentpole, pushing my white boxers up into a sharp point. I can feel my wetness already seeping through the thick cotton of my underwear, and I start to massage my cock gently as I stare at the scene on the computer.
    Yes, I think as I realize that I will need to blow my load soon too so I can get ready for the rest of the session, so I’ll be ready when Amy is ready again. After all, this has been building up for me too, and my body is tensed up and stiff with not just arousal but relief. Yes, now that we’re here, I’m so GODDAMN relieved that my body is behaving in the way I hoped, the way I fantasized, the way Amy must have fantasized.
    So yes, I think as I reach down and adjust my balls, which feel heavy and warm. We’re only just getting started, aren’t we, baby?
    Amy is looking at me with those unfocused eyes, and I cannot tell if my image on that computer screen is even registering with her. But then she closes both eyes and opens them again, and I see some color in her face as her eyes focus in on me, sitting alone, my cock in my hand, my mouth hanging open. She smiles now, a soft, subtle smile that is all she can manage, and I just nod and do the same. There is no need to say anything, baby, I think. Go on, honey. Come on.
    Now Amy lets out a long, deep sigh and slowly turns away from the camera and towards Parker. She goes up on her toes and kisses him now, and I grab my cock with my full fist as I feel my heart start to pound again. Yes, baby. Oh, yes, baby.
    She kisses him gently, sweetly, and I am slowly starting to jerk myself off now. I can’t take my eyes off the scene—my wife’s round ass moving for the camera as she kisses another man with her back to me.
    Parker’s hands are back up under her dress now, and I can tell Amy has reached down between their bodies and is rubbing his cock through his tight blue dress pants. I can hear Parker breathe now, his breaths coming out sharp and quick as I see Amy’s elbow move back and forth as she pulls harder and harder on his cock.
    “Thank you, Parker,” she whispers to him, and hearing her say his name sends a chill up my spine as I pull harder at my own raging erection. “I want to make YOU come now, soldier. What can I do?”
    Parker does not respond. He is squeezing my wife’s ass harder now, pushing his hands down the back of her panties and gathering her soft asscheeks in his hands as he breathes harder and harder. He will come in his fucking pants, I realize. Yeah, the way Amy is pulling at his cock is going to make him explode in his pants.
    And in a move that almost shocks the hell out of me, I find myself leaning into the microphone, and in a voice that sounds almost alien to me, I say, “No. Step back for a moment, Amy. Step back and help him undress.”
    Amy is startled, and she turns to the camera, staring at me. Parker looks over at me too, but he is more relieved than surprised. Yes, I think as I nod once at Parker and then look back at Amy. Parker is a brother soldier, a gentleman, a fucking Marine. He knows what he wants, but he’s showing me the respect of waiting until I offer.
    Yes, until I offer him the privilege . . .
    . . . the privilege of having my wife, my sweet Amy, the love of my life, strip him naked and suck his cock.

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