A Night With A Soldier

She stared after the soldier's retreating figure, hesitating.
It had been seven days since she'd met him, the soldier from the liberation forces that sought to free their town. After a week of negotiation and civil stabilization, the assigned soldier was finally to be re-deployed to another station.
She cleared her throat, her voice unsteady even as she made her request.
"Wait, Mr. Forrest."
The six-foot soldier with piercing grey eyes turned around, a confused look over his eyes.
"Why... Why don't you stay the night?"
He feigned politeness, his low voice posing a question but his upturning lips giving away that he knew what she wanted. "I won't be too much trouble, would I?"
She shook her head quickly, nervous, "N... no... not at all."
- - - - -
She gasped as he backed her towards the wall, his lips attacking hers.
His hands shot up to grab her breasts and she moaned into his mouth. His fingers were unbuttoning her shirt already and she gasped for breath as his lips left hers to trail down her neck.
Ronan Forrest grunted, his blue eyes dancing as his hands disappeared into her shirt and, growing impatient, ripped it off of her body.
When his head ducked downwards to kiss the swell of her breast, she thought he would be gentle with her. But in the next moment he had unhooked her bra and was licking her nipple, swirling his tongue around it to make it harden immediately in response, eliciting a surprised cry from her.
His other hand made its way to her other nipple quickly, rolling it between his fingers while he chuckled around her other breast. She moaned, pleasuring erupting from her chest. Throwing her head back, she stared at the ceiling while he bathed her breast with hot saliva.
When Ronan withdrew, she looked down disappointingly only to see that he was pulling down her pants, and her underpants followed suit. She gasped as something thick and hot entered her body. His long tongue darted into her vagina, forcing its way farther than any cocks had ever gone. She cried out in pleasure as he ate her out, his hands at her buttocks keeping her fixed to his mouth. His teeth hooked on to her clit and she bit her lips, undeniable pleasure rushing through her center and spreading through her body.

She cried out his name as she came, coating his lips with her secretions.
One thing was certain: Ronan Forrest knew how to pleasure a woman.
Ronan chuckled at her flushed, pleasured face and stood up. Taking a step back, he unzipped his fly.
"Your turn, babe," he drawled.
She looked downwards, lustful, and gasped as his hard cock sprang out from between his zippers.
He was ten inches, at least. Her face paled. It would never fit into her.
She descended, a haze of lust overcoming her as he dropped his pants and boxers. Her hands rested themselves on his perfectly sculpted muscular legs as she gently touched his massive member.
She smiled as she wrapped her mouth slowly around her prize, her hand coming up to massage the base as the crown of his large cock entered between her lips. She moaned, and began to suck.
Another inch went in and it almost reached her throat already.
He groaned, taking off his army jacket and then pulling off the T-shirt underneath. She looked upwards as he took it off, revealing his massive, muscled chest and taut abdomen. His shoulders were broad, his muscles rock hard from years as a soldier. He smelled virile - masculine but clean.
His hand wrapped suddenly around her head and he began to really plunge into her mouth. She moaned in pleasure, listening to his little sexy growls as he used her willing body.
As she sucked more earnestly at the sexy soldier, she was secretly glad he only expected a blowjob from her. His enormous cock would split her into two, no doubt. Before she had finished her thought, she felt him reach for her breasts. She gasped as he pulled her upwards and kissed her hungrily.
Then he was lifting her against the wall again, boosting her upwards and positioning his cock in front of her. She gasped, thinking that he would be too big for her. But her wetness left her unable to protest.
She wanted this.
She screamed as he rammed his hugeness into her, the full ten inches hitting the very back of her cunt. She cried out.
He panted, "You okay?"
She nodded shakily, afraid that he would stop.
He took no time plunging back in, his massive cock stabbing into her very center. She gasped again in pleasure, her body never having had something fill it up so fully.
She stared at him, helplessly seduced as she wrapped her legs around his narrow waist. She saw his head descend, staring at the top of his short blond hair as his mouth found her nipple again and his stubble tickled her breast. She moaned as he suckled at her noisily, her breast erupting in pleasure. Without warning his cock thrust into again like a battling ram. Her screams became moans for more.
"Please, Ronan," she gasped, "h... h... harder!"
He complied, driving into her mercilessly, groaning sexily.
She wrapped her arms around his muscular shoulders, feeling his hot sweat running down his back. She moaned, then cried out as she came, crisscross nail marks over his back. He growled at the pain, responding by biting her nipple and making her scream.

Ronan's cock continued to plunge upwards into her tight cunt and she could only give.
Then she cried out, tears of pleasure and joy running down her cheeks as she orgasmed a second time that night. Her juices spilled down and closed over his cock, more than she had ever come in her life. She fell limply against his hard body, sagging downwards on to the floor.
She was leaning against the wall, almost unconscious from in pleasured bliss when he pulled her legs forwards roughly and crawled on top of her.
And then she realized: he wasn't even close.
His large hands grabbed her thighs and forced her legs far apart, and she stared upwards at him in a sleepy daze as he plunged his large, wet cock into her tired body.
She cried out, her orgasms having worn her out and each thrust seemed overstimulating to her spent body. But his hands parted her legs easily as he thrust into her again and she moaned.
"R... Ronan..." she groaned, then panted as his thrusts became erratic.
He fell forwards, balancing himself on his two sinewy arms as he drove into her again and again almost violently. His metal chain necklace swung forwards and back over his muscular neck. He dipped down and thrust his tongue inside her mouth, making her moan before he gave another few sharp thrusts, releasing her lips.
She cried out, his cock reaching farther than even before. She found herself staring upwards at the very picture of male sex. His sweaty, massive, muscled chest, his mouth dripping cream from her breasts, his short hair wet from her juices and his very enormous cock disappearing into her body again and again, relentless. She turned her head left and right, not knowing what to do with her body as he used her to the extreme.
She came, again and again, gripping his body close to hers as he growled at her. Her juices spilled on to the hardwood floor from each orgasm.
Finally, Ronan Forrest roared, speeding up as his pistoning cock slammed harder and faster into her than ever before. She heaved as she climaxed again, so many now that she had lost count.
With loud grunts, he came. He shot jets of hot thick cum into her willing body, continuing to drive into her through his orgasm. It took him several minutes just to empty his cum fully into her body, and some of it dripped out and on to the floor.
She moaned, dazed and used.
He fell on top of her, his hard chest flattening her soft, swollen breasts. His mouth found her neck and sucked slowly, absentmindedless. His large limp cock rested against her thigh, still leaking cum.
She whimpered, falling into a tired sleep.
- - - - -
She woke up in her bed, naked under the blankets where he must have carried her to after their activities on the living room floor. She examined her body, seeing her swollen breasts with a light teeth mark where Ronan had bit her. Her thighs were bruised from when he kept her legs open as he plunged his huge cock into her.
Moaning at the memory, she wandered out to the living room, finding no trace of Ronan Forrest.
She hoped the next occupation of her town would appear very soon.


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