Tale of Tommy the Soldier

The piercing blast of the Officer's whistle sent shockwaves of fear through Tommy, but he did not hesitate. Climbing the ladder out of the trenches, he was momentarily startled by the brightness of the sun shining on no-man's land, but moved forward as swiftly as he could through the gap in the barbed wire.

As Tommy advanced with rifle and bayonet at the ready, he began to hear what sounded like the buzzing of angry bees and noticed the heads of poppies bursting around him in red showers of petals; he realised with a shock that these were enemy bullets zipping by his vulnerable body.

On the left and to the right Tommy saw his comrades fall, but he pressed-on through the hailstorm of bullets and now shrapnel as shells began to burst around him. Shivers of panic pulsed through the young lad as he realised he was likely to be struck at any moment.

Tommy was pushing forward through the mud, when there was a sudden deafening roar and he felt himself flying through the air and tumbling as his world span upside down.

Tommy awoke to a ringing in his ears. He was lying at the bottom of a shell crater, half submerged in stinking water. A searing pain shot-up from his left foot causing him to grimace and groan. Pulling it out of the bloody mire, he saw that he had lost his boot and that there was a vicious slice in the side of his heel, oozing blood.

The lad lay on his back panting heavily, but when he looked up he saw a fellow soldier that he knew from the Dorsets had joined him in the shell-hole. "Let's have a look at that foot, Tommy" he said. On cursory examination, the fellow grinned: "Don't worry, mate, you'll be alright; in fact you're a lucky bastard, you'll be on a boat home for that's a blighty wound for sure".

Three weeks later, a very happy Tommy was limping up the narrow country lane from his village towards home. Spring sunshine fell on May blossom in the hedgerows and the birds were singing sweetly.

As he rounded the bend to his little cottage, his heart leapt as he saw Gilly, his lovely new bride, putting washing out on the line in their front garden. As she turned to go inside, she glimpsed the young soldier hobbling up the lane.

"Tommy" she cried: "my Tommy", running through the gate and flinging herself into his arms, almost knocking him over with the force of her embrace. They stood for a while kissing, cuddling and looking into each other's eyes lovingly; she then led him by the hand into their cosy house.

In their little, warm kitchen, Tommy held his baby daughter for the first ever time with tears welling in his eyes, as his proud wife wept and cuddled her family, whole and together at last.

After a reviving cup of sugary tea, Gilly picked-up their sleeping baby and led her man by the hand upstairs to their bedroom. Placing the baby gently in a cot, she turned to face her husband, placing her hands over his shoulders as they embraced again and their lips met hungrily.

As their kisses intensified, hands began to explore each other's neglected bodies and Tommy's cock grew hard as it pressed against his loving wife. Gilly responded gladly by rubbing her groin in circular motions on the swollen pole in her husband's trousers, making her gasp and her pussy flood in anticipation.

Soon they were shedding each other's clothing; Gilly first stripped Tommy of his khaki jacket and he then helped her out of her skirt. At each stage of undress, they parted then embraced again, clawing at each other, Tommy fondling Gilly's soft breasts and rubbing moist pussy through her petticoats, whilst she grabbed and rubbed his thick bulge.

When they were finally naked, they stepped back and gazed at each in complete lust for a second before diving onto their small, squeaky bed. Gilly laid back with legs spread wide to show Tommy the delights of her slit, glistening within a dark, furry bush. Tommy's hard cock bouncing up and down was all the evidence she needed that she had fully aroused her man to passion.

Lying on top of Gilly, Tommy kissed her passionately, tongues entwining and hands groping greedily. He lowered his head to suckle on her amazing boobs, nipples still sensitive from breast-feeding. This had Gilly arching her back and moaning loudly. He continued to fondle those lovely globes and her stiff, pink buds for an age until with a cry, Gilly contracted in the spasms of a huge orgasm beneath him.

Gilly next grasped Tommy's thick shaft, wanking the rod to and fro making him groan and thrust in her hand. He could wait no longer, so guiding the head of his throbbing cock towards her dripping lips, Tommy eased all the way into Gilly's warm, wet pussy with a deep moan arising from both young lovers.

Tommy pumped in and out of his beautiful wife and she in turn humped back at her handsome husband in the age-old act of union. They gazed into each other's eyes as they shafted, his thick pole stretching and filling her love sheath in an absolute perfect fit.

The pace of their loving grew faster and faster as their lust tipped beyond control. Tommy thrust hard and balls-deep into his woman, as she shouted with welcoming encouragement.

It has been so long since they had last satiated their lust and their love juices were boling next to bursting. With a few final, deep, upward pumps, Tommy exploded. Spurt after spurt of hot, white sperm gushed into Gilly's love-tunnel, flooding her with juices and throwing her into a wracking orgasm that had her wet pussy clamping down to milk all the seed she could from Tommy's throbbing prick.

They lay together panting and exhausted, amazed that their little baby hadn't awoken from all that noise and loving exertion.

Loving husband and wife would have many more nights before the soldier would have to return to France. No doubt their family would become a little bigger, as a result of these passionate weeks they would share together.
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