Where it happened: Army Baraks
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 4
Category: Straight
It all started when the United States sent our boys over to ‘nam to fight the bloody communists. I of course wanted to do my part. I signed up as a nurse to bring comfort and support to my fellow americans. I only did what every 18 year old nurse thousands of miles away from country and home would have done amidst the raging war and pounding thunder of fire and terror.
He was a general in the united states of america army. His name was Marty Johnson, and he was everything that Uncle Sam wanted his men to be.
It all started when the viat cong invaded our camp. I was so frightned when these little men came into our makeshift hospital tent and demanded things of me that I had never heard of. Their language was foreign but I still understood what they wanted of me. They wanted me to take them to my leader. I lead them to the generals tent and prayed to God that they wouldn’t destroy that beautiful speciman of a man.
As I stood outside the tent I heard gunfire and rushed into the tent to defend my love. He was standing above the fallen viatnamese soldiers.
I could hardly contain myself when I saw that his green army t-shirt was ripped and his dog tags lay against his hard sweat ridden chest.
I asked if he was all right. And he replied I will be when you come to me.
i did as he asked and I embraced him as his shaking body pushed closer to me… wanting me to comfort him. I took the duty and clenched my arms around him. I led him into my hospital tent and slowly removed his bloody shirt from his body.
He winced as I cleaned his wounds so I kissed him gently on the lips to ease his nerves. outside we could hear the far off sound of the bombs and fighting. We both knew that this could be our only chance to be together and we jumped at the opportunity.
Literally jumped. I jumped up onto the operating table and pushed him back so that he was laying flat underneath me. I pulled up my nurses uniform and slowly slid his hands up my thighs. He asked me if I had ever and I said only in my dreams.
He gently moved his fingers inside me and got me all hot and wet. He removed the rest of my uniform and I undid my bun and let my long flowing hair fall slowly over his erect man hood. He quivered in anticipation.
I started to move my lips up and down him as he breathed heavily and called my name. I was running my nails up and down his chest and he moved his fingers in a pulsing motion which excited my body. He finally relented and kissed me and moved down my firm breasts until he was underneath me using his tounge for things I never knew a tounge could be used for. I was breathless and shaking. I said yes yes and helped him move his fingers farther into me. Slowly we rolled over and joined our two bodies into one large quivering mass, as he pushed up and down on me and took me places that I’d always wanted to be.
After we had finished we rolled over and he gently kissed me on the forehead and told me that he would never forget this time and he slowly dressed to again return to the war.
I whispered that I loved him and then he left. I never saw him again because he was shot down in a plane as he was returning home to me.
I have never been with another man and I never will.
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