Home From Iraq (MMF, wife, military)

[AB-2007]

Home From Iraq
(MMF, wife, military, anal)
Written by AB-2007


I was so horny I could hardly stand it. Michael had been home
for almost 30 days now and we'd only made love 3 times in all
that time. Even the three times we did it I had to be careful to
be as quiet as possible so his Marine buddy who was staying with
us wouldn't hear.

You might wonder why I was trying so hard not to be heard having
sex with Michael. The reason's simple, I was a hooker when I
first met Michael. I wasn't a confirmed prostitute or anything,
I was just trying to put myself through college and having sex
with military guys was an easy way to do it.

When I'd met Michael though, all thoughts of money and college
went right out of my head. We started living together and got
married 4 months later. But ever since we were married I've
tried to act respectable and if the truth be known, I have been
trying to live down my hooker past with all Michael's Marine
buddies. You see they all knew what I'd been doing and how we'd
met.

Michael was home on a 30 leave from Iraq. His battle group had
their tour extended a whole year, but at least they got to come
home for staggered 30 day leaves. I was so looking forward to
fucking his brains out every which way, but then I got the news
that he was bringing this buddy from his platoon home with him.

Billy didn't have any family, Michael said, and he didn't want
him to just come back to the states with no place to go. I
agreed, because how could I not? Billy was putting his life on
the line every day over there, just like Michael, and who wanted
him to come back stateside with no where to go.

But I was so frustrated by their last day of leave that I
literally planned to rape Michael in the bathroom. I had to have
at least one rip roaring fuck, where we didn't have to worry
about his buddy over hearing us.

I figured that if I turned on the shower, that the cascading
water would cover up most of the noise we'd make, but really I
just didn't give a damn anymore. Michael was leaving to go back
to Iraq the next morning and I needed to get my fizzy in the
worst way and frankly, nothing was going to stop me.

So that evening after dinner I told Michael that I was going to
take a shower. I made it plain in every way I could without
saying it that I wanted him to join me. Being a bright boy
Michael knew what I wanted and he had a brief muted conversation
with Billy and then followed me into our bedroom.

I walked into the bathroom shedding my clothes as quickly as
possible and turned on the shower. By the time Michael came into
the bathroom I was so hot I jumped him and pulled his boxers off
so he was completely naked. I threw my arms around his neck,
literally climbing him and planted a passionate kiss on his lips
and didn't stop until I had to so we could breathe.

Michael was all smiles as I pushed him down onto the bathroom
rug and climbed on top of him, eagerly grasping for his stiff
pole and placing it against my steaming pussy. And in no time I
was riding Michael's cock like a cowgirl at a rodeo, humping him
for everything I was worth.

Michael lay under me, with a satisfied expression on his face.
He liked it that I wanted him so much. My only regret was that I
could only fuck him so many times before he wouldn't be able to
keep it up for me anymore. I already regretted the wasted days
of his leave and I wished I could have the time back to do over
again.

Now that it was so close for him to leave I didn't care what his
buddy thought of me, all I was thinking as I rode Michael's
stiff cock was that I was going to be one horny wife for another
year as I thought back to this night on cold lonely nights.

Then suddenly I felt someone pushing me down against Michael's
chest. Michael hugged me to him as someone behind me poured
liquid on my back and then there was a body covering my back and
a hand rubbing lubrication on my asshole.

What the fuck! I tried to cry out to Michael, but he pulled my
mouth to his and kissed me, mashing my lips against his. All the
while I was aware what was happening behind me. I could feel
fingers poking into my asshole, first one, then two and then
finally three. In and out, in and out they went. I knew that
Billy was finger-fucking my back door. But what I couldn't
understand was why Michael was letting this happen. I struggled
to get loose again, but to no avail.

Finally I was able to pull my face away from Michael's enough so
I could look into his eyes. He was still thrusting up into my
pussy from underneath, rhythmically, about once every second or
so, in and out, in and out, it seems so deliberate, not really
fast, just constant. Then as I opened my mouth to speak, Michael
said, "Baby, Billy watches my back over in Iraq every day. How
can I let him go back without a really good memory to keep him
going on the bad days?" He kept thrusting up into my cunt, in
and out, almost like a machine while he said this.

Then I groaned as Billy's thick cock forced its way into my rear
shoot. I hadn't had another man in me since meeting Michael and
the feeling of men in both my holes brought back memories of the
time before Michael. For a moment I felt betrayed by my husband,
but as Billy started to deep thrust my asshole and Michael
picked up his pace in my pussy the sensations this caused made
my mind go numb and my body take over.

There's nothing like having two viral men fucking both your
body's holes especially if you thought something like that would
never happen to you again. It was so fucking hot listening to
their groans of passion as they plugged me like only Marines can
do. Then I realized it wasn't just their groans I was hearing. I
was moaning at the top of my voice, then I was screaming bloody
murder as a terrific orgasm blasted through my body. It started
somewhere between my asshole and cunt walls and like an earth
quake, it shook my whole body uncontrollably.

I vaguely remember feeling both men's bodies jerking and
straining as they filled both my holes with their hot cum. It
was a vague sense, only because I was so on fire with the
extreme pleasure my body was giving me. Knowing that my husband
and Billy were filling me up with their cum was just so hot that
my mind sort of just went blank.

We humped and twisted and moaned and groaned for several more
moments until we were all breathless and the we collapsed in a
sweaty heap, panting to catch our breath.

For the longest time I lay there with my legs splayed, a cock
shoved in my pussy and another cock jammed in my asshole,
comfortably sandwiched between my two lovers. Then finally I
pushed up on my elbows and Billy pulled out of me from behind. I
looked into my husband's dilated eyes and said, "I think we
should all take a shower and the see if the bed is big enough
for the three of us."

Needless to say, I had some really sweet memories to keep me
warm on those cold nights while Michael and Billy were back
serving in Iraq. I just hope they both make it home in one
piece. I miss them terribly.


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[Gina Marie]

HOTT HOTT HOTT HOTT HOTT HOTT HOTT HOTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thanks AB, Your story really makes me wanna go out and do something.... something BAD!

~Gia1978

[coacheric]

GREAT STORY!!