1. Becky's Marine part 3


    Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Romance, Author: Betrayer_of_Skalathrax, Rating: 91.8, Source: sexstories.com

    Kandahar province, treated and sent back stateside. The explosion messed up my back for another year and I was told I can never play contact sports again." I took a moment to breathe a bit. I stood and headed for the door, returning a few minutes later with 2 glasses of water. She took the glass and drank some before setting it on the nightstand. I looked at her and continued. "I spent several years in therapy. Survivors guilt they called it, also with a happy helping of PTSD. I spent time trying to control my emotions and keep the memories away, but nothing worked. I've just accepted that they will come and go as they please, so that's how I live. I hope I haven't scared you away." She took my hands in hers, looked at me with those wonderful eyes and gave me a kiss. It wasn't a pitty kiss or a 'this might make you feel better' kiss, it was a passionate kiss. After the first few seconds the initial shock wore off and I kissed her back. When she finally broke the kiss she looked at me. "Have you ever told that story before?" "No, well.. not to anyone who wasn't trying to treat me. Carl doesn't even know what happened." "So why tell me first?" It was a question I had expected. I guess after spilling about the incident, everything else would be easy. "Because of how you look at me, it makes me feel comfortable and safe. I don't have to prove anything to you or act like a hero." She looked at me puzzled. "Does that mean your interested in me?" Awh hell, now the cats out of the ...
    bag. Well, no holding back now. "Yes, actually I am. I have been for a while now." She smiled and motioned for me to lean closer to her. I leaned in probably closer than she had expected, but my hearing is shot.. no pun intended. "Thank God." She whispered and turned my head for another passionate kiss. We sat there, lips locked to each other for.. well, I'm not sure how long. I didn't care though, this was where I wanted to be. I placed my right hand on her leg just above the knee and my left on her cheek. Our lips never parting. As I moved my hand slowly up her leg she started to put more effort into her kiss, until she was moaning softly. My hand hit the shorts she was wearing and it took all the concentration I could spare to remember how to lift the leg hole open and slide my hand into it. I kept expecting to find her panties, but there were none to be found. The next thing my hand came to was her pussy lips. They were smooth as silk.. no, not even silk is that smooth. As I explored, I was happy to find her clean shaven. Feeling my hand touch her pussy must have done something to her because she broke the kiss and immediately pulled my shirt off, followed by her own. I couldn't help but stare at her perfect breasts. Just about a handful each, with soft pink nipples about the size of a large Tylenol pill. She obviously caught my stare and in typical Becky fashion laughed. "Take a picture, it'll last longer." She joked. Not to be beaten, I reached back for my phone. She ...
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