Winter Over @ Northeast Alaska Base

Winter Over

Note: the characters in this story are all 18+ and the story is completely fictional. Any resemblance to an actual person, persons, situation or event would be completely coincidental and unintended.

The story is told from each of the main characters point of view in alternating voice. The story framework includes symbols to denote when a voice change happens for the next paragraph

(./. for male and *,* for female character voice).

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The opportunity was tempting and I wondered how many would volunteer for such a posting. I'd been assigned to this Northeast Alaska Base straight from training at the start of the warm part of the year. That was when the sun reached the horizon and then stayed in the sky longer and longer each day until it never set for months. It took a while to get used to not having a nighttime for sleep, no morning for when to get up, just constantly day.

But it was made easier by the way the quarters were provided, lots of small trailers in an underground cavern that had been dug out years ago by engineers where a lot of the base infrastructure was located. Some of the caverns were larger than others and they were all connected by tunnels. Some buildings were outside but that was mostly for the base's primary purpose to support military aircraft passing through the area. Not many ever did.

My trailer room was the only thing I had I could call my own. Everyone had their own. What I kept in it was my clothing and gear issued to me through training, and on assignment here. A few personal items was all that I could bring with only one personal bag allowed on the flight to get here. It wasn't a big space but it had its own tiny bathroom, a sink, range and tiny fridge, and a dinette arrangement that could be a single bed with table up and couch next to it like a dorm. The bed without the table up was big and made it a sleeping place. The whole thing was insulated so when it got hot outside and the caverns heated up nicely from the persistent sunshine in all directions throughout the 24 hour day, it stayed really nice inside.

My parents were concerned about how far I was going to be away from home but there was literally nobody on the other side of the base perimeter for a thousand miles in any direction so the few of us who were stationed here were safe from everything except the mosquitoes outside and each other on the inside. That's kind of funny because everyone was nice. I thought it possible that everyone was there because we all fit a personality profile. I felt the safest I had ever felt in my life.

So when the memo came out asking for volunteers for Winter Over, I started thinking it would be something I might do. The pay was significantly better than regular pay, almost double with a bonus. Nobody was talking about it. There was a new officer who arrived near the end of the summer as the sun started dipping to the horizon and I understood he was here to Winter Over. It made me think more favorably about volunteering because he was not like other officers, or non-commissioned officers in my short military experience. He was nicer, talked in kind words, was always thinking miles ahead of everyone else, and most importantly, he made me feel seen and heard.

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The year had been a hard one deployed in the desert. Missions had been tenuous at best with a constant danger present for all the teams heading out for their tasks. The base wasn't as safe as it could have been because of limited logistical support and a persistent presence of enemy patrols. Groups of mercenaries wore no uniform and moved as random bands. The only tell-tale they were a threat was the weapons they carried openly pointed outward, and when they moved someone was always turning to look behind the group. The civilian citizens never did any of that.

We took casualties and evacuation was not always possible, we did what we could to minimize the suffering but fortunately none of the injuries sustained were life-threatening. It was a holding tactic to deny the mercenaries total control of the region and our forces were spread thin.

The breakthrough happened quietly at a meeting between leaders. One day we were holding position and the next those who had worn dark clothing with hidden faces began appearing in colorful robes, coats and hats with weapons still displayed but slung over shoulders with barrels pointed to the ground and smiles with good natured loud voices punctuating the open spaces.

That same day a military convoy rolled up to our location and a team of soldiers picked up all of our gear, equipment and provisions and loaded us onto their trucks. We left with them for the long overland transport to the regional airbase and from there we went back home.

My own life had suffered during the last two deployments. I was no longer married, my kids were off to college or living with their mom and step-dad and I really had no place I wanted to be. The operations desk suggested I look at a memo titled Winter Over that came from Northeast Alaska Base, the joint base above the Arctic Circle. It would be a different kind of time apart from community and family, but then I felt I had lost my family and community in the last year when I felt like I lost a lot of myself in the process of whatever it was we had been doing over there.

I arrived by aircraft at the end of a long polar flight from Europe. I was surprised seeing it was a single paved airstrip and a small cluster of service buildings in front of a small mountain on the edge of the wide arctic plain expanse. The buildings faced away from the mountainside in front of two portal entrances with security doors that led to underground facilities. Those facilities provided conditions on the interior that made a Winter Over possible in the harsh conditions of the polar region for the next half year.

The operation plan I reviewed on the flight was detailed but not a lot to take in. There was going to be a skeleton crew of myself and three others who had volunteered for the duty. We were to maintain the facility as needed and respond to any emergencies that might occur. With the preparations done to minimize what the crew would need and the redundant systems serviced, we should get through to the spring without any concerns. Daily routines would include monitoring world situations and ensure the airstrip was ready for any emergency landings should they happen.

The caverns were equipped to support the crew and unexpected visitors should the emergency airstrip be needed for an aircraft up to the size of a 747, but beyond that on-call mission, it was expected to be a quiet nearly solitary time for those about to Winter Over with me. On arrival, the place was full of activity. A few C-130 aircraft were parked on the apron between the airstrip and the service buildings. I was greeted by the summer commander, Air Force Colonel Phyllis Briggs and received in her office. Then we got down to the business of orientation and preparation for the mass exodus of the base within the week.

In the planning room, I learned about our 3 volunteers. It seemed like a good thing that it would be a non-commissioned officer and two enlisted people, one an airman, one a soldier and all of them were female. The summer commander was all business and the senior airman non-commissioned officer seemed to be cut from the same cloth as her commander. We decided to keep the Air Force and Army working side by side on 10 hour shifts for each 20 hour day. The shorter day would allow our midday activity to change daily to a different part of the world at midday and the sequence would repeat on a 6 day cycle.

The quarters I was assigned was one of many small T@G trailers located in the first cavern off the primary tunnel dug into the mountainside. It had a power cord connected to the main but any water for the small kitchen sink and commode would have to be carried in from the utilities cavern in the next opening off the connecting tunnel. I put my things inside noting it looked well insulated and I appreciated having somewhere private and clean to live that was off the ground and closed to keep the air inside separate from the air outside.

The next cavern along the primary tunnel housed utilities including a functioning dining facility of refrigeration and kitchen units, a common room with tables and an entertainment center of satellite connected equipment, games tables, and sound system. Near the entrance to that cavern was a restroom with sinks, toilets, and showers. The power for the complex was provided by thermal heat generation that provided electrical power for hot water and air temperature with a thermostat for heating of the interior facilities. A standby generator had fuel reserves in a separate cavern near the second security door located behind the airfield maintenance garage.

The orientation was brief but thorough and I had enough background to be comfortable with maintaining it throughout the duration of the Winter Over period. When we had our first team meeting, I could not believe how attractive everyone was who had volunteered for and was assigned to the Winter Over mission. I knew it was going to be important for me to maintain my focus as the senior officer for the base to not create any perceptions of favoritism.

We naturally fell into an unspecified structure, along the lines of our services. Specialist Candice Kayne presented herself as capable and professional with her mannerisms and knowledgeable contributions to our group during our familiarization meeting. Working as teams of two, we would have some overlap time at shift change but it was decided that off time meant off time and those released from duty would not be contacted for any reason other than dire emergency. That included official business deemed less than Top Priority. I did mention to Senior Airman Janet Kairos that she could use her discretion to inform me of what was urgent.

Airman Jackie Jiffy was the one always smiling, always attentive to what was going on around her, and more prone to giggling at anything remotely suggestive. I was glad that Janet was going to be working with her as that kind of attitude was more like what a man would see as flirtatious and suggestive than allowing for a clearer perspective, especially in the isolated remote location of the base once the full manning departed. Senior Airman Kairos must have noticed because in passing going to the kitchen for lunchtime, she mentioned she had Jackie well in hand and not to worry about her comments that were really intended harmlessly.

The day arrived when the sun was on the horizon for only 6 hours after Equinox and the C-130s departed one after the other. The base commander's plane was the same one I flew in on and was the last to leave. We closed up the airfield garage and set about preparing the exterior buildings and airfield for the winter in the short daylight and long hours of twilight. When it was all prepared, we gathered in the airfield control tower that amounted to a room on top of the administration building with windows instead of walls and watched the last sunrise and sunset for just a minute at midday until the Spring arrived almost six months away.

We all shook hands and Specialist Kayne and I went off duty together. We climbed down to the building's basement and through the underground tunnel to the mountainside caverns. The route was chosen to avoid late season mosquitoes that were swarming in the receding warmth. I was glad of the Army uniform that afforded the Specialist her dignity by hiding her body shape. I knew she had volunteered for the isolated duty of Northeast Alaska Base but I had no other personal information about her and the last thing I wanted was to be perceived as being inappropriate with her.

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The base was ridiculously busy when the new officer Lieutenant Colonel Barrett Cross arrived and my duties that had been a little bit of this and a little bit of that suddenly became all about the Winter Over crew. We went to the administration building and spent hours together. It was the Lt Colonel, myself, and two Air Force chicks, Janet who was upper rank and Jackie who was my age and interested in girls, but not me for some reason.

I never did understand why I could not attract the kind of attention I wanted. Not since I was little when I used to play ball with my brothers when everything was great. I always had my hair up and ran everywhere, threw balls like a pitcher and kept up with the boys sometimes better than they could. Then my body started changing and I was mad because if anyone saw me without a sweatshirt and sweatpants on, they acted as if there was something wrong with me.

I looked at my mirror image many times and wished I still had my girl body, not the big hips and butt that were made bigger by my waist that looked like it was shrink wrapped. And boobs, oh my God why did He give me these things that everyone stared at especially when I ran and they bounced. I never got asked to go to anything after that, daddy said the boys are too immature and men became stupid because their hormones make them that way. All I knew is my eyes could not help notice the bulges that started to show on guys of all ages when they were staring at me and some were obnoxious about it. Even my brothers would hide themselves as if that was enough so I would not notice.

In private moments my imagination made everything feel good, my body could feel really good when I relaxed and I daydreamed about finding one man who would treat me like I was a real person. Not staring at me all the time or saying stupid things that always hurt me emotionally. I was a real person and not some toy or object to be controlled, and some of the guys and girls were really cruel in what they would say and what they would do. It was so much better in training but even then people treated me differently.

My imagination was working overtime one night not long ago when I would have loved to have been at the prom. It was about an older man touching me in gentle ways with his loving hands. I touched myself the way I imagined him touching me and it awakened new feelings I had never experienced before. It was a different kind of thrill than what I loved when I was playing ball with my brothers and I couldn't help imagine my youngest older brother being the one touching me that way. I couldn't get him to take me to the prom though. He said he was too old as a college man to go to my high school with me and people would think it was weird for him to be my date.

My thoughts were all over the place again when I realized I was supposed to be listening. I had not heard that was going on with the team having taken that memory trip back to my pathetic teenage past. I took stock of where I was and what was going on. The LTC and I were sitting side by side on the opposite side of the table from the Air Force chicks while we talked about 10 hour shifts. The Base Colonel was on the end of the table by the LTC and the Senior Airman and they were just agreeing how it sounded right. I nodded yes because I liked the sound of having a good night sleep every night but not for too long and I knew the entertainment lounge would get old pretty fast if that was the only off-shift thing to do.

We took a break for lunch and I helped LTC Cross put his things in his trailer that was right next to mine. I liked that because it was going to be weird, being in this big place pretty much on my own. Having the guy I was working with living so close by on my off time meant there would be someone nearby most of the time. I had a sudden worry that he might hear me when my imagination gets going and I would hate for anyone to find out it's my youngest older brother that makes my toes curl when I cum. Why dear Lord did my mind always end up in the gutter when I have always been a good girl.

The day finally arrived that the cargo planes were loaded and then left for points south. Colonel Briggs was on the last flight out and it was just the four of us watching through the windows at the top of the admin building watching them disappear over the horizon. I had a moment when I wished I was going south with them with a worry about what was going to happen next. All four of us shook hands and that was cool because it started us off as a team even if we were two Army and two Air Force. We were on the job and we were going to be sufficient for the task, I pushed my little scared feeling aside.

LTC Cross and I went down to the underground tunnel to cross over to the mountain complex to stay away from the mosquitoes that I swear were trying to give me bites bigger than my boobs. We got to the trailers and I realized I was smiling seeing him at his trailer door. Then he asked me if I wanted to get some hot cocoa before doing anything else. He said he was going to get some sleep to be ready for our shift that was going to start in 10 hours.

It was like a magical question he asked but I was not going to be that girl who melted because what he had said he wanted was to melt marshmallows in a mug of cocoa. I said yes please and we went together to the kitchen.

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The first off-shift started well. I was still wired from the last minute activity of getting my counterpart on her way south. COL Phyllis Briggs was all business but she did have a playful edge that kept me on my feet. Her last wish was that I enjoyed my time in the Winter Over with a "don't do anything I wouldn't" comment and a wink that stopped me cold. I wondered how someone as straight laced as she was could make such an innuendo, knowing everything she did about what she was leaving behind.

I asked Specialist Kayne if she wanted to get a mug of hot cocoa before retiring as we needed to be well rested for our shift in 10 hours. I was glad she accepted because I could not think of anything less forward to ask her.

The conversation was light and we talked mostly about her basic training and specialty training to keep it professional. She asked about my previous assignment and I went into war stories about the desert and the team. It was all above table and informative for us in both directions.

We passed the bathroom and shower facility and I said we were teammates now and I had no issues with us sharing spaces like that. Like the stories I had shared about my deployment team, we depended on each other and that was more important than anything personal. I was relieved she didn't take it as something odd but I noticed she seemed to be comforted by the thought.

We retired to our trailers and when the door was closed I exhaled and relaxed. My bags were already unpacked and the few things I had with me were already arranged. Having mostly uniforms, there wasn't much to do. I put the table down and arranged the cushions to make a large flat bed now the likelihood I would need to have my trailer available as a sitting room would be unnecessary with only two of us around during our duty time and the whole base available for places to sit and do things. I spread out my sleeping bag and was asleep the moment my head hit the pillow.

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He told me stories about his previous deployment, stuff I could not believe but he was telling me so matter of fact it had to be truth. By comparison my stories about basic and advanced training were simple and unimportant, but he had listened to me like everything was important and mattered. Yet here he was talking about a team to die for, literally if it was necessary, and I imagined myself being in the team as he kept talking. I wanted that kind of adventure and excitement that sounded like the kind of fun I used to have with my brothers.

Then the story was done and we started back, we passed by the bathroom and showers facility. He said he had no issues with us using it together, no different than how his team worked, nothing personal, intended just as professional respect. It made me wet to think about that kind of confidence and intimacy without feeling like someone wanted something from me.

My imagined daydreams filled my mind as he talked and I was seeing in his eyes the respect of the dream man I had always imagined. We got to our trailers and I looked again as he went in and pulled the door closed behind him. He didn't notice me looking and I went into my trailer smiling so much I could feel it in my cheeks.

I stripped off my clothes and climbed onto my open spread out sleeping bag, loving how the fabric felt on my skin. My firm boobs always felt good in my hands as I groped myself with both hands and tugged on my stiffened nipples. My legs clenched tightly together that made my pussy feel so good and my stiff clit going hard between my swollen lips.

I had my imaginary man in the trailer next door and I touched myself, already breathing heavy. I rubbed and dipped a finger inside, imagined it was my LTC touching me and I came hard. I didn't know if I made any sound, I didn't think I did but I wasn't sure. I listened carefully and didn't hear anything, so I smiled and closed my eyes, pulled my blanket over me and didn't remember anything after that.

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I awoke on my quiet alarm 90 minutes before we were due to go on duty. I got out my physical training shorts, t-shirt, sweatpants and sweatshirt and slipped on my sandals. I grabbed my shaving kit and went to the bathroom and showers facility. Specialist Kayne was already there brushing her teeth wearing almost the same thing I was. The Army uniform for that kind of thing.

I started with my shave and as she finished, I watched her in the mirror over my sink go to the changing area for the shower. She never looked at me while she undressed. She wore no underwear or bra and it was easy to see she didn't need a bra with her boobs large and firm. She turned to go into the shower with her soap and shampoo. It revealed her waist was impossibly narrow making her hips and thighs look fabulously shaped. She was my teammate now so apart from noticing her, I was not at liberty to think anything more. I finished my shave and brushed my teeth then went to the shower changing area where I stripped off myself.

With my soap, I went into the shower seeing Candice on the far side of the shower room. I turned on the shower head opposite the side she was using. I knew my body was responding with a swelling of my cock but I was not going to act on it. Urges were one thing but acting was completely another. I had lathered up with soap on my head and face when I heard the shower turn off on the opposite side then heard her walk past me as I rinsed the soap off my head and face. She was dressed and had finished drying her hair when she left the facility as I emerged using a towel to dry off from the shower.

In my trailer I got ready for the day and met her in the kitchen area where she was having something for breakfast. I put the coffee on and said good morning and offered to pour her a mug of coffee that she accepted. It was a comfort to know we had been so visibly intimate as teammates in the shower but also we respected each other as teammates able to have breakfast together without appearing awkward. It was something new for me as I had never had a female teammate before now and I suspected she might have been that kind of intimate with males before from her comfort as I had perceived it.

That day we got along like nothing unusual happened to start our shift day. It gave me hope that this would be a good situation to Winter Over with Specialist Kayne and perhaps get a fresh start on whatever my future was going to be. I did not dwell on a message I got from my wife, about her being pregnant with her new husband's child. I knew she was happier no longer married to the military with a younger well established businessman for a husband, someone not much older than our oldest child. I closed her message hoping she had found real happiness her message seemed to convey. I had my team now and they were Janet, Jackie and Candice.

At shift change, Janet and Jackie arrived looking like they had just come off a cruise ship, all smiles with high five kind of energy. The Specialist and I departed back to the tunnels knowing as the days got darker the duty place would soon move from the administration building to a bunker command center. It would mean we would have to make an effort to see the outdoors, but today was good. We shared a dinner from the frozen foods store that would last for months.

It was warm in the dining space by the kitchen and Specialist Kayne removed her uniform jacket as I did too following her lead. We were both trim and looking good in the uniform t-shirts that were form fitting and I knew she caught my eyes looking at her boobs but she said nothing and seemed to appreciate my noticing her. Conversation moved further to past experiences, mine about family and earlier assignments, hers to her family and growing up with older brothers and how it was all great times "until this" she gestured to her chest. I looked again as she drew attention to herself and I felt myself swell knowing she was watching me looking at her bust.

The moment passed and I talked about my own youthful days, my hopes and aspirations for who I would end up with, talked about my wife, no my ex-wife and what happened and today's message about her pregnant again with her new husband's baby. I felt like maybe I said too much but she reached over and put her hand on mine and said she was sorry for how my life had not turned out as I had dreamed it would. I was stunned that she had actually listened to everything I said and I appreciated her comforting touch for what it was.

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Our first shift went so well, I could only keep remembering what his cock looked like in the shower when he walked in while I was showering. He never approached me, didn't say anything, just acted like everything was normal that a man and woman could shower together with nothing expected or taken. Nothing abnormal except for how his cock got bigger as he swelled, no doubt because of me. I could not stop thinking about how it was the first time I had ever seen a man naked in person and how much my body had responded to the sight of him and the proximity of standing just feet away in the falling water with total privacy.

Then as if it was only minutes long, the 10 hours was done and Jackie and Janet appeared looking like they had won a lottery telling us to go have fun, that the watch was theirs, and I swear Jackie patted my butt as I passed by her. I didn't so much mind as wish it was my Colonel patting my butt.

In the kitchen, we chose to have frozen dinners together and it was so warm I had to take my uniform top off, and just like the gentleman he is the Colonel took his off too and we were sitting just in our form fitting t-shirts wearing no rank. His nipples showed and my eyes were drawn to them, it made me feel tingly inside. We talked, mostly it was him talking this time, about his previous deployments and his family. I talked about life when I had a boy's body and how I loved being me when my brothers treated me like I was one of them.

Then he told me about growing up and what he had always dreamed his life would be like. I could not believe how similar his dreams were to mine. The way the stories diverged to the point of his family coming apart not too long ago made me want to give him a full body hug to take away what I saw as his hurt. That man was so good with holding all kinds of emotion in for his team and his family. I reached out to touch his hand thinking it would be appropriate balancing what he did for me this morning that I saw as totally appropriate.

We finished up and went to our trailers having only six hours to sleep before it would be time to head for the bathroom and shower again, and I was not going to miss that for anything. I had the best orgasm feeling myself up and fingering my pussy before I fell asleep. I don't know if he will ever want us to be sexual together but my Colonel would be welcome to do with me what he wants if he ever wanted to. No HR would ever hear something from this Specialist. Nobody would ever hear anything about us from this Specialist either.

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It was wonderful closing up the trailer door and stripping down to nothing. It was a warm night in the trailer and I was so turned on being teammates with Specialist Kayne. I allowed myself a guilty pleasure of imagining being with her in the shower this morning, I knew I shouldn't but it only took a few moments for me to geyser my appreciation in orgasm.

I awakened on my nearly silent alarm and got my things on to head to the bathroom and met Candice coming out of her trailer too. We walked in silence to the bathroom facilities, used stalls side by side, sinks side by side and then undressed together but not looking at each other before going into the shower using the same shower heads we had the shift before. This time I knew I was hard and just relaxed knowing she saw it.

We toweled off, she dried her hair while I shaved, and we returned to our trailers together, emerging several minutes later looking ready for parade. We went together as teammates through the tunnel to the administration building hearing two female voices talking as we got closer. This was a routine I had begun to enjoy, and like the movie Groundhog Day, it was to repeat again and again for what seemed like weeks.

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I loved my morning routine with my LTC, like a favorite album listened to again and again. It had a continuous pattern - up on the alarm, on the toilet, at the sink, in the shower, getting dressing, having breakfast together then heading to the Administration building. When the outside temperatures dropped below what the building heating could keep up with, we moved the shift change activity to the command bunker in the tunnel complex.

Jackie and Janet were a thing. I don't know if Barrett ever caught on but it was obvious to me from that first day they came on shift. They knew looking at us we were burning a candle for each other. I could see it in their eyes and behavior when we reported to take the watch. They would turn together to leave and say a comment that became as routine as the shift change, hey look who's refreshed and ready for the day! It caused the same feeling in me I felt each time I saw Barrett's cock in the shower and every time I remembered seeing him in the shower during the rest of the day.

This day too ended 10 hours after they greeted us last and they arrived with what could only be a sexually satisfied look when they took the watch from us. The most interesting thing from that shift for me was a message I got from my dad asking how I was doing and how life was working under the LTC. I knew what he was doing and knew he chose to say it the way he did. I was resolved to never tell him if the LTC ever wanted me that way, I was only too happy to spread my legs wide for him and give him total access. I knew I was never going to tell dad that, or Barrett -- and I would only ever call my LTC Barrett to his face if he wanted that kind of experience with me.

We kept to the same routine for days on endless days. There was no sunlight and the sky was dark as night without twilight lasting 24 hours each day. Winter storms passed through blocking out even moon and star light. Snow drifts made it necessary for us to go out the security doors to ensure they could be opened and closed properly at least once every snowstorm. I could endure it because I knew in the morning or at some point we would be in the bathroom together again and in the hot showers.

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It was a duty unlike anything I had ever imagined. I had a knockout junior enlisted female for my teammate and we did everything together from working at the desk, to clearing snow, to working out, having meals, playing table games in the entertainment area, and showering together before every shift. We had even taken to using the toilet at the same time, talking in familiar ways as we had started to do, first on the toilet and then in the shower.

Then came the night I first heard her in her trailer when I was falling asleep. I had heard something like her pleasuring herself before but it was the first time I could have sworn she said my first name when she came, and it was louder than she had been before. I was instantly awake and despite having already made myself cum moments before, I was able to make myself cum again though I really wasn't sure if I had stayed quiet myself.

That next morning in the shower, we were so well versed in undressing together and showering facing each other, we did it without hesitation. It was also the first time we talked about intimately personal things while we were exposed to each other. I was not just swollen to full size but I was throbbing and her nipples were well defined and her labia looked swollen too. We managed to get dressed and on duty without further delay and this time Janet and Jackie were almost silent as they left us for their own time off.

The day was quieter as I am sure Candice was thinking as much as I was and that left little time for discussions with everything else the duty routine required on another winter storm blustery night. We had dinner after shift and then without doing anything else, feeling tired and looking tired together, we were ready to turn in for the night.

We were about to part for our trailers when Candice put her hand on my arm and said to me, her breath steaming in the cold still cavern air, that she had been feeling cold the last few nights with the temperatures outside in the minus dozens of digits, and could we as teammates share my bed using both of our sleeping bags to stay warm together conserving heat that should warm both of us enough for good sleeping.

I said I thought that was a good idea and helped her get her sleeping things from her trailer and put into mine. She said if it was alright, she usually slept nude as it was better for circulation and would I do the same with her. I could not refuse her having showered together for months.

We both stripped off like we did each morning for the shower before we climbed into our zipped together sleeping bags that were now one big sleeping bag. Her fleece blanket around our faces trapped heat and kept it from escaping from our shoulders, we laid side by side and our hands found each others. Our fingers interlaced as we held hands. I don't remember much after that. We were so tired we both fell fast asleep.

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It had become routine, this naughty thing we were doing every morning showering together then using the toilet together. I could feel it was a real thing and as a team it made total sense to be so open and accepting of each other in everyday things. We were literally sharing our lives from just moments after waking up to just moments before we went to sleep. Every time I looked at him, looked down at his crotch, the only thing I was thinking was how beautiful and strong his cock looked and how much I wanted to experience a man, this man for the first time in my life.

The weather became horrendous outside. We had to do tasks that ensured the landing lights were not being drifted over, made sure every other week they were working, and made sure we could open the inward opening security doors to the mountainside tunnel complex. It was physically demanding work but we were in good shape. We worked out all the time, watching each other, noticing everything about each other as we exercised and toned our bodies keeping strong and fit. It was everything he had said his teams were about when he talked and it was real.

And every night I would masturbate thinking of Barrett, I wasn't being careful anymore to be silent. I was getting careless and I tried to convince myself I should be more discreet but each time I saw his throbbing hardness in the shower I just wanted him that little bit more on top of the mountain of little bit mores I had been building for weeks. I swear I didn't say his name, did I?

The next day we were quieter than usual, focused on what we were doing. Outside temperatures had dropped to -30 and -40 before adding wind chill. The cold was creeping steadily down the tunnels and we were feeling it in the trailers. The bathroom and showers weren't a problem with all the heat in the utilities cavern but I was beginning to shiver at night and tonight I had to ask him. Colonel, I said, could we conserve our body heat and sleep together with our sleeping bags connected? I cannot keep from shivering and it's too cold to sleep well.

He was nodding before I finished and he helped me get my sleeping things to his trailer. His was the same as mine but with his little personal things, that were few and functional that made it feel like a home. He had little LED glow lamps that created a nice glow light effect he turned off before he got into bed. It went almost totally dark with only the safety lights on the cavern walls sneaking in a soft glow where the window blinds didn't block it.

He was nude in our joined sleeping bags just like me. It felt right just like it did every time in the shower. We touched hands and meshed our fingers together. It felt wonderful and I don't remember anything else. Nothing else until I became aware of us in our sleeping bag on our first night together.

I was laying half on top of him. His massive cock pressed against my thigh, my pussy pressed firmly into his hip. He was breathing deeply and my hand moved from his side to his cock. I wanted to feel his girth and length, touch what had captivated my one-track mind since that first shower we shared. I inhaled deeply our body scent under the sleeping bag keeping us warm. I felt my heart begin to beat quicker.

Then I felt his hand cup my boob and his thumb rub my nipple. I was not cold at all but my nipple was as stiff as a marble. His breathing deepened and he whispered to me, I like you touching me, I wish you would do it more. I whispered back, I want to do it all the time, I cannot stop thinking about your cock Barrett.

He was quiet for a moment then said, I like you calling me Barrett. Candice, when you call me Barrett I will call you Candy because you are the sweetest woman I have ever known. There is so much I would do with you, for you, to you if you wanted me to. I felt like a kid again, my brothers were the only ones who ever called me Candy. I could feel him swelling in my hand and I kissed his nipple since it was right in front of my lips with my head on his chest. I loved how he sounded whispering to me like this, both of us naked, in bed, sexually excited with total privacy.

I whispered back, I'm not a woman yet Barrett, still a girl but you could make me a woman, I want you to make me a woman. I am so ready to be your woman Barrett. Please fuck me and let me feel this inside me. I knew my words were from being so close to being in dreamland that it enabled me to say what I was saying. I had never said words like these before even if I did think them all the time. My heart started pounding harder when he replied, just lay back Candy.

We both moved as I rolled onto my back, keeping our bodies in the center of the bed. My legs spread for a man for the very first time in my life and I still had his cock in my hand not wanting to let go once I had my fingers around him. He centered himself and I made sure to rub him up and down through my pussy lips and pressed him into my clit moving my hips, then lower still moving my hips to push him into myself where no cock had ever been, where no cock had ever pushed my pussy lips apart. He was so big.

He wasn't pushing inside me, not yet. He was nestled in my small opening and I knew I needed to relax if I was to open wide enough for him. True to his gentle nature, he did not take advantage of me. He just pushed with enough pressure to make me want more. I realized he was giving me time to relax to let him inside.

I suddenly realized we had no protection. His precum was adding to my wetness, our skin touching and his cum would be entering me. Oh fuck yes his cum would be entering me and staying inside as long as I could keep him inside me even after he pulled out. Then I remembered the flight surgeon had given us women all sorts of things to take daily to keep us healthy including birth control. I had been taking them with the vitamins and supplements. I relaxed significantly more knowing I was ready for him and I would not cause us any complications getting knocked up on our first love making. I was already thinking about nights to come.

Then his lips touched mine. His manly lips on my soft lips and with our lips already parted I touched his lips with my tongue wanting to taste him. His tongue immediately found mine and we were tongue kissing. I had seen it many times watching couples making out but it was so much better than I had imagined it would be. It felt like we were kissing for hours when I felt his cock head slip into me. I had not realized I was opening but my smart girl body was taking care of that while I took care of my Barrett. Yes my Barrett because I am his teammate and we are in this Winter Over situation together for as long as it lasts.

He was going deeper in me and I spread my legs wider to give him better access lifting my hips to try to get him in deeper and faster than he was going. I wasn't as frustrated as I was eager when I urged him to fuck me deeper and faster. It worked. He plowed himself in deep until he could not physically go any deeper. The root of his cock pressed into my clit and it felt better than I ever imagined sex could be. He was in me deeply and he had stopped and just lay there filling me. Oh my God he throbbed inside me and I came without him doing another thing.

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I was having an amazing dream, Candice was with me in the shower and she had come over and grabbed my cock, she was so close I could fondle her breast and her nipple was so taut it felt like a pebble on her firm boob. I said I wished she would touch me all the time like that. I heard her whisper she wanted to do it all the time and how she couldn't stop thinking about my cock.

It was too real and I realized it was really happening. My beautiful Specialist teammate was here transformed into my dream girl I very much wanted to be with in ways no officer should be with an enlisted soldier. We were alone with privacy and the only ones who would know were inside our mated sleeping bags. She called me Barrett and I called her Candy. Then her words became more sure.

She was lucid, direct and aware and she wanted me. Her behavior clearly displayed she was using cognitive thoughts from an awake mind. Her hand had not moved away from holding me as I shifted to allow her to slide underneath on her back the way I had been. I found myself centered over her between her legs with her guiding my cock head head across and into her pussy. She rubbed it up and down herself and then put me in the middle where I could feel myself nestled into her vagina.

I knew we had no protection between us, just skin and our fluids mixing between us. The briefing on medical issues mentioned birth control for female volunteers. The Colonel's words and her wink passed through my mind leaving me no doubt if she was in this situation, it would happen for her just as it was for me.

My lips found hers and our kissing started naturally before we made out like lovers. I knew the best thing for a woman's first time was exactly that -- time and more time, time to let herself adjust to what her body was being asked to do and my girth had always been what women had called the largest they'd ever seen, or felt, or been fucked with. I knew I was not porn big but I never had any complaints besides being too big and lasting too long.

It was a wonderful way to spend our off time together and a new way for us to interact and move our pensive relationship to a new level. She urged me to fuck her hard and deep so I gave her what she wanted and felt her lungs exhale whatever breath she was still holding. I was in deep and completely encased in her pussy. I was throbbing and her pussy clenched me tightly. I tried to pull back a little and her pussy had complete suction on my cock so I pushed against her ever so slightly and her orgasm crested. I felt her body convulse under me. She tripped my own orgasm that flooded her inside with my cum.

I lay on her with my hips resting my weight on hers. My hands cupped the sides of her beautiful boobs as I rubbed my chest across her nipples ever so gently. She was in ecstasy for a long while before her eyes returned to mine and her hips moved again. She whispered, fuck you're big sir, how long can you keep me filled. I smiled and leaned my forehead against hers, be careful what you ask for Candy. With the right woman, I can last for hours and then you would really be fucked.

She had a breathy laugh, I want to know what that is like, and sir, I know this isn't what we should be doing but it is what I want to be doing so would you please do this, as you said, with me, for me and to me for the rest of our Winter Over. Her words like pure magic to my naughty mind. I answered, perhaps our Winter Over is just the beginning of our life together doing this with you, for you and to you Candy. I swear she purred and said, yes please.

We screwed for another hour at least before we both fell asleep conjoined. We woke up the same way, my hips thrusting and her hips responding. Her words came out first, oh thank God it was not just a dream. Can we fuck in the shower sir?

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I woke up to the most amazing feeling. It was more than I had ever imagined sex could be and I could feel inside me what I had so often seen and dreamed about. It was throbbing again and thrusting me out of my dreaming. I had a piece of heaven rubbing the best parts inside me. I started to fuck him back with my hips, doing on my back what I used to do on top of my teddy bear.

I thanked God it wasn't just a dream, I said I didn't want it to end but on hearing Barrett's soft alarm go off, again like it did every morning, I knew it was time for us to get up. But I wanted more so I whispered, can we fuck in the shower sir? I knew I was being impertinent but he was fucking me so I felt like I could get away with what I wanted.

He nodded and I felt him pull out leaving a void inside me I immediately wanted replaced. We got out of bed and I felt his cum drop down inside me. I put my hand to my pussy and he reached for a washcloth and handed it to me. I held the washcloth in one hand and lifted my cum filled palm to my mouth to taste us. It was like liquid candy to me. I said, Candy sir, you called me Candy, here taste this.

I caught the next glop to drop out of me in my hand and lifted it to his mouth and watched his eyes. He smiled and whispered, Candy. I reached up behind his head and pulled him down for a full open mouth kiss with tongues. We both moaned together. We got our PT clothes on and went to the bathroom and stripped off as soon as the door was closed.

I was so used to seeing him hard I knew I could now enjoy him with how wet he made me just seeing him nude. I knew he loved seeing my boobs, and apparently the rest of me. I caught him looking at every part of me while we used the sinks to get ready for the day. When I asked him what he was looking at, he smiled, blushed and said, everything.

It was like an awakening for me, all the eyes that had looked at me over the years staring. Every look I had thought was judgmental were like what I saw in Barrett's eyes. It was adoration and desire rolled into one. It literally took my breath away and I loved it.

I felt like the sexiest woman in the world because of how he was looking at me and I told him so. He said it was only because I was the sexiest woman in the world. I felt my face blush and looked down seeing a great amount of my pale skin had turned a crimson blush.

He moved to me and lifted my chin, his eyes on mine. He kissed me, really kissed me in a way I immediately understood every woman should be kissed by the man she loves. In that moment I realized how much I loved my Colonel and how much I would give for him, how I would die for him, literally if it was necessary.