Gulf War Confession

I was 20 when the Gulf War started, and a student at a university close to an RAF base. I was out one night and was chatted up by two servicemen from the base. They wouldn't answer any of my questions about what was going on with the war; however, both seemed depressed and anxious. One of the guys, Peter, asked me to stop with the questions as they couldn't answer them.

I guessed that these two would be shipped out to the Gulf. Both were lovely, probably in their mid-twenties. I decided to cheer them up with a great night out. We did shots, went to a club, danced, and got wrecked. At some point, we ended up in a cheap hotel room; I was drunk, they were randy, and I'd not had any action forever, so I had sex with both of them.

I think my motivation was that these two wonderful men could be dead in the next couple of months, and I wanted to thank them for their service. They fucked me until the early hours of Sunday morning. I'm guessing you have come onto this site for some details...

They stripped me naked, kissing me all over; I remember loving having both my nipples sucked at the same time. I loved having my pussy licked and fingered with another guy sucking and feeling my tits. Not surprisingly, they were very fit with incredible physiques. I loved the feeling of one cock in my pussy as I sucked the other's cock. I must have been hammered as I let them spit-roast and DP me. I'd done anal before, but I enjoyed it with these blokes; thankfully, I had some body lotion in my bag that helped matters.

No idea how many times they and I came; it was a wild night. My pussy and ass were sore the next day. I felt like I'd done something for the country and had a fucking blast myself.