I'll do it for you, it's generally easier to have someone else do it," my aunt told me.I looked down at myself, my dick sticking out like a flagpole, ...ll surrounded by dark curls and said, "Well, I guess, why not?" After all, I was going to have my pretty aunt do it for me and I could see now that she was even prettier than I'd ever imagined. So were her daughters.I followed them upstairs to the master bathroom and my aunt had Sherry sit on the john and her mom shaved her all clean and she went. So I shrugged it off.I began drinking and the night wore on. As it winded down, a few friends came over from the bar. They claimed that they had spotted Sara at the same bar! So, ignorantly, I decided to go check her house to catch her in the act.As I walked to her house, the fourth on the street, everything seemed to be in order. Her car was not in the lot and her light was off. However, her window was slightly cracked, so I decided to walk over.“Ohhh god Nick…” I heard her say as I. This was all so new and different to me... so warm and firm with a real girl inside! I placed one hand on each of her hips and sped my thrusting, the friction sending me higher and higher. Soon I inhaled the scent of wet pussy and felt my hardon dampen. Looking down at her crotch, I saw that her wetness had soaked the panties through. This served to turn me on further and I quickened my pace a bit more.Suddenly Leann bolted upright and with each of her hands grabbed my ass cheeks, pulling me. There were always young women around our barracks, eager to be picked up, wined, dined and then fucked, by soldiers with money in their pockets and rampant dicks in their shreddies. This is true wherever a regiment is based; Belfast, Colchester, Aldershot, and all bases throughout the world where there are nubile young women and horny young squaddies.Gino Frascetti was a Lance Corporal of another section in my platoon. He and I were mates from our time in the Junior Leader's battalion. Gino was.