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A Soldier's tale	By : Dragonlady Category: S through Z > The Sharpe Books Views: 2485 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Chapter 7
My eyes snap open - I’m sure I must have been dreaming, until I see Teresa lift her head with a loving smile upon her face.
“I’m sorry, did I wake you Teresa?”
“No, I was just enjoying lying against you after I awoke; then I heard you talking – that was the nicest set of offers I’ve been given in a very long time Richard.”
“Oh Teresa.” I lean towards her; wrapping my other arm around her drawing her close enough to kiss but giving her a chance to move away, suddenly she puts her hands to my face a places her lips to mine – I can’t help but deepen the kiss, her soft lips against mine are so addictive then I lighten it again to a bare touch like a butterfly’s softness.
My breathing is getting faster now and so is Teresa’s as I slide my lips back and forth across hers.
Pulling away to catch my breath, I look into Teresa’s eyes as they open, “You are so beautiful.”
Sliding herself over slowly she shifts until she is sitting astride my lap with her arms wrapped around me, I can’t resist hauling her hips so very close to mine. She sits up and slides her arms back so that she can lay her hands against my chest; I moan as I feel her trace the hard muscles of my biceps, the stark muscles of my torso until they slide under my fitted T-shirt, I shudder as I feel her touch my heated skin; I let out a gasp as she traces my flat dark pink nipples until they harden and my back arches thrusting my chest against her hands as though this is the sweetest type of torture.
“Oh God, Teresa!”
She leans forwards again to lick at my lips until I place my left hand around the back of her head drawing her in to a kiss stroking her upper lip with my tongue until she opens for me and I plunge my tongue into her mouth so it can dance with hers.
I bring my arms to the front of her top wanting to touch her, as I hesitate she lifts my hands so they cup her breasts – I can feel their weight and the heat of her body. She takes her hands from mine to undo the few buttons that fasten her top before sliding the edges open to expose her to my gaze. I run my hands around her breasts feeling her nipples tucked in her lacy bra peak beneath my touch, then I run my hands down the sides of her slim body – its silky skin like a caress to my roughened soldier’s hands. She writhes in my lap against my touch, her movements feel like their setting my groin on fire she suddenly looks at me intently before slipping her hand down between my legs to trace the outline of my hardened arousal. “Ahhh, Teresa…..!” I am almost lost for words as she touches me I can feel my cock leap against her hand.
I want to return the favour as I run my hand down the front of her until I am at the apex of her thighs, I stroke my way lightly along her left thigh then along her right until I reach the seam of her tight fitting shorts – carefully I cup her in my hand and rub against her as she lets out a gasp at my touch – “Oh Richard that’s – so- good” her gasps interspersed amongst her soft words.
But as much as I want her, I won’t let our first time together be here on my sofa – I want her in my bed. I swallow deeply, “Teresa, can you go and open that door for me?” – I nod across the room.
She lifts herself off me with a smile and a quiet sigh as I drop myself into my chair and wheel across the room – pushing my door wide open I grasp Teresa’s hips and deposit her precariously in my lap as she hitches up her legs and puts her arms around my neck I wheel into my bedroom – “This is where I want you, here, in my room”; I pause for a moment – “you know you can still leave if you want to?”
“Oh Richard, there is nothing I’d like more than to be in here with you.” Her eyes have darkened even further to a deep smoulder.
I kiss her and then my strong arms lift her from my lap onto the edge of my bed, turning myself around I back my chair to the wall and haul myself onto the bed so I am leaning against the headboard watching her. Slowly Teresa peels off the top she has undone, and reaches to her shorts – skimming them down her legs – leaving her in just a white lacy bra and knickers that contrast beautifully with the olive colour of her skin.
My pulse is racing 19-to-the-dozen, as I take off my T-shirt and she gazes at my tightly muscled upper body, wriggling around I slide my shorts off to reveal my snug fitted khaki briefs that are only just managing to keep my aching cock in check. Crawling her way up my bed until she is close enough to touch me, she looks every inch a Siren. Reaching out she runs her hands across my body feeling my muscles contract as she looks me over reading the tattoos and examining the scars – which include the lash marks from when I was captured a long time ago that lick across my body like flames. She runs her mouth down the side of my neck in a line of scorching kisses that have my eyes closing in ecstasy.
Reaching out my hands to her I run my fingers along her shoulders and as she sits up I carry the touch along her collar bones before slipping under her breasts and holding them in my hands rubbing them gently through the lace, she leans slightly forward to allow me to undo the back clasp as she sits back the bra falls into my hands exposing her full luscious breasts to my hands lowering my head I run my tongue along the top of first one breast then the other – she moves closer until I can reach her easily – leaning into her I take her left nipple into my mouth sucking and drawing it into a point, then I turn my attention to the right and do the same whilst stroking her left breast, her moans and gasps are incredible to hear.
My left hand then slides down the side of her body, to her hip she lifts slightly off the bed so I can ease her lace knickers off; as they get to her knee she hooks them and slips them off with her foot. Shakily my hand moves lower across her stomach until I reach her mound covered with jet black curls; carefully I dip my fingers lower as her legs drift apart she moves even closer to me until I can fully touch her, her moan of pleasure sounds wonderful as I touch her I realise how hot and wet she is for me.
“Ahhh!!”
I let out a sudden moan myself as I realise she is touching me, before easing my tight briefs over my straining arousal and over my stumps. Just for a moment I wonder if she is repulsed by them - then as she rolls towards me I can’t think any more.
Her mouth trails down my torso licking every muscle until she reaches my cock, but surprisingly – she moves on down to my thighs where she places hot kisses until she reaches my stumps – I feel apprehensive for a moment before she places a kiss on both scarred joints, before licking little cat-like licks back up my thighs. Her hand reaches out to grasp my turgid cock which seems to leap in her hand, “Ahh, Teresa!”
Before I can think, she throws her right leg over my thighs and holds herself above my willing, needful body, before bringing me to the entrance to her sex and slowly lowering her body to encase my cock in her silken heat with a long low moan.
I watch as she lifts herself on me before sinking back down again and again to impale herself fully on me until I feel the need to move with her; bracing my hands by my sides I use my upper body muscles and the strength of my thigh muscles to bring my hips up to meet hers harder and harder I push myself upwards jacking my hips to hers thrusting hard and fast into her, I watch as she closes her eyes raising her hands above her head- her breasts bouncing wildly with every thrust of my hard body into hers.
“Ohh, ohh, Richard”, I can feel her body starting to clench my cock I see the flush gather on her chest she is getting close now and so am I.
“Teresa, oh Lass, I’m going to come, I’m sorry I have to.”
“Stay in me – Richard, -oh I,- I can’t -hold back!”
“Come for me beautiful!”
“Ahhhh!!!!”
As I hear her I can’t stop myself; “Uhhh, UHHHH!!!!” I push myself hard into her body one last time filling her with my white liquid.
As she leans forwards to lie on me, her long legs between my thighs, my cock still buried deep in her body, I wrap my arms around her relishing the sensuality of her lying with me – a sensation that makes me feel like a complete man again.
I feel like I want to hold her in my arms forever, as though this is how things are meant to be.

Chapter 8
As we lay together, Teresa’s head on my chest and her body curled next to mine – I can’t help thinking to myself this is like a miracle.
Although I have only known her a few months, I feel like it’s been much longer – I wonder sleepily what it would be like to spend the rest of my life with someone like her. How many other women would love me the way she has – without a care for my missing limbs, how many others would not be repulsed by the remains of them?
Truly she is like a gift, lightly I run my hands down her back as she moulds her body even closer to mine, her hardened nipples brushing my chest.
“Mmmm, Richard…”
“What is it lass?”
“Could I have a shower please?”
“Sure you can.”
“Would you like to join me…?”
I’m not sure how to react at first, then I realise she’s already seen all I have including all of my scars – “Why not.” I grin slowly at her.
Lifting herself from me, she waits for me to scoot over into my chair, when I glance up again I realise she is wearing one of my T-shirts which just skims across her hips as she walks beside me until I reach the door.
Pushing myself through the still open doorway I scoot over to my cupboard and pull out two towels.
Teresa opens my wetroom door – I feel a bit strange when she walks in after me – it’s as though allowing her into this room is more private to me than what we have just shared. Here; I am just stripped down to the basics there is nothing to hide my scars and my lash marks and the remains of my torn off limbs. I hope that now she is not repulsed by me now she can see me in these harsh lights. I look up at Teresa and see her standing against the wall her olive skin contrasting the white tiles – she smiles at me and I realise she is waiting for me to do things as I usually would.
I pull the shower cord and the water jets pulse into life, scooting over I place one towel on the rack and the other on my flat side bench – carefully I transfer over into my shower chair and place the towel from the bench into my wheelchair.
I roll the shower chair over to the shower point, as I do I notice Teresa has stripped off the T-shirt she was wearing and followed me – I can’t resist watching her breasts jiggle as she walks closer to me. I pick up my favourite shower gel and a very unmanly purple sponge as I hold them out to her Teresa bursts into laughter – “Oh I do like your purple sponge Richard…”
“Hey it was the first one I could find; well that’s my excuse anyway and I’m sticking to it!”
Still laughing she takes them from me; I swivel around in my chair to find another set only to feel a touch on my shoulder – I turn back to realise she has the sponge and gel and has set about washing me with it – at first I think it’s like being back in the hospital - but her touch is so different, so sensual, I can only close my eyes and revel in the sensations as she runs the sponge over my body.
I can hear my breath coming out in short pants, I feel her crouch low - running the sponge lower over by hips, carefully around my stumps – then I feel her hands warm and wet with my shower gel run up between my thighs her fingers washing every inch of me – I gasp as she brings my body back to full arousal. I feel a silky sensation along the top of my thighs suddenly I realise its Teresa’s hair and then my mind nearly goes into meltdown as I feel her slide down and engulf my cock in the wet heat of her mouth. My left hand still grasps the arm of my chair, the right settles gently on the back of her head – “Oh God Teresa….!!” I’m so lost in the feeling I can’t string a sentence together.
I can feel a tingle where my toes should be and rapidly it sweeps up the remainder of my legs, my moans echo in the tiled room as it does so – Teresa’s mouth feels so wonderful.
The feeling of her mouth, her tongue, her lips on me - this beautiful woman is making love to me- with her mouth - in my shower - it’s so intense I know I can’t last much longer. I can feel my thigh muscles shaking as she fondles my balls –in that split second I let myself go, I feel her swallow everything I have to give.
As I open my eyes she gets to her feet and licks her lips, suddenly I have a lot of trouble getting my breathing back to normal.
“Oh God lass, you are incredible!”
She laughs; a tinkling sound that fills the room.
Fixing my eyes on her I decide to repay her in kind – although I’m not 100% sure how I’m going to manage it.
“Come closer to me lass.” The desire is still smoky in my voice.
Slowly she gets as close as she can to me her thighs level with my lower torso, gradually I work things out - “put your hands on my shoulders.” Now she is almost leaning into me, holding my hands out I can easily touch her – slowly I run my hands along her hips and down her thighs before slowly sweeping them back up.
One hand I move around to cup her gorgeous backside, the other dips lower between her legs – I feel her legs part for me to gain access to her – as I delve into her my fingers encounter her hot wet pussy obviously turned on by sucking me off – slowly I push my fingers into her first two, then three, then four – her pussy grips my fingers like a dozen oiled hands.
A thought occurs to my slightly foggy brain – pulling my fingers from her body – I lead her over to the flat bench at the side of my wetroom, as though she knows what I’m thinking already she lies down on the covered bench her long legs hanging over the edge. Leaving the shower running I wheel myself over to her and lock my wheels down with the brakes as my chair touches the edge of the bench – Teresa’s legs are hanging either side of me now.
With a bit of manoeuvring Teresa hooks her legs over my shoulders using my strong arms I support the rest of her lower body meaning her pussy is just inches away from my mouth –gathering her to me I dip my mouth into her. The taste of her is so sweet as she lets out a long moan, I snake my tongue into her body a move that makes her gasp loudly so I continue to mimic my bodies movements pushing my tongue repeatedly into her -enjoying lapping up the liquid from her dripping pussy. Soon she is letting out short fast gasps suddenly her body convulses and my mouth is drenched with the taste of her.
Still panting she sits up on the bench lifting her legs from my shoulders; she leans forwards to kiss me – tasting herself on my lips.
Slowly I wheel myself back into the shower and I set about washing Teresa, as I can’t reach her feet she bends forwards to do them – giving me a birds-eye view of her pussy and her beautiful taut rear.
She leans to me so I can wash her beautiful breasts, which I do before placing a kiss on both of them.
This had to be one of the best showers I’ve ever had!
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