by Jane Keeler
"I love feeling the inside of you," he said to her and put his other hand on her cheek. She looked up at him with her hazel eyes. "You are so beautiful."
"You are, too. Handsome."
"Thank you," he said.
He pushed into her then got out of her and signaled for her to turn around. She presented her butt to him and put her head down on the pillow. He put a hand on either hip and pushed himself into her. He glided in easily, wet as she was, and he began pumping in and out of her slowly. He watched his dick as it went into and came out of her, lips dragging along some of his shaft as he did.
"Just like that," he said as he watched.
She pushed her butt into him and his hands moved to hold onto her cheeks. They both pushed into one another and away in the same time. They moved together and the both of them felt the resistance of her tight vagina against the shaft of his dick as they did. The sensation made her eyes roll into the back of her head and gasp out in pleasure as it happened. She moaned and gasped, breathing in sharply and exhaling quickly. She couldn't control her breath or the sounds coming out of her mouth as he entered and exited her body.
He leaned forward and rested his hips against her butt as he pumped into her, and he grabbed each tit with one hand. He pulled against them and pushed into her with his fully engorged erection.
"I'm so close," he said, "I could cum."
"Please," she said to him. "Please, cum inside of me."
"You want me to put my load inside of you?"
"Oh, yeah," she said in a hushed voice.
He continued to thrust until he slowed, and held his dick into her powerfully, then stopped completely there.
"I felt that inside of me," she said breathlessly.
"You did?" he asked, amazed. He got out of her and kissed her on the mouth, then laid down beside her. "How was that for you?" he asked.
"For me?" she asked. "Amazing."
"It was?"
"Oh yeah, she said as she wiggled back into her scrubs." She laid back down when she had. "That was probably the best I've ever had."
"Probably?"
She laughed and said, "Alright, the best."
"That's all I have to say about it, too."
"That it was the best?"
"Yeah," he said.
"We keep getting closer," she said out loud.
"We are," he said, agreeing.
She secretly wondered how they would work together. She didn't know anything about being with a military man, and now she had hooked up with one. Except, she didn't want it to just be a hook up. She got worried that she had made a mistake, but she was somehow comfortable as long as she looked into his eyes.
"You okay?" he asked.
"Fine," she said.
"Not regretting your decision at all?"
"Not at all," she told him, adjusting her bra under her scrubs.
"Then what is it, like I said, I can read you by now, doc."
She sighed, then sat down on the bed, "I want you, but I want my career more. Nobody I know has been with a patient."
"I would wait for you," he told her.
"You barely know me," she reminded him.
"I've known you for awhile now," he said. "Whether or not we talked about our lives outside of this place, we talked about our lives here. We've gotten to know one another that way."
"Fine, I'll make a bet with you. If you can get to know me, inside and out, and if you can let me get to know you, inside and out, then I'll let you wait for me."
"I'm getting a purple heart, you know."
She nodded.
"I'm going to be out of combat for awhile, if I ever see it again."
"You're stable," she said.
"I'll be in the reserves, never on active duty."
"You'll be a recruiter," she said.
"Exactly."
"You'll be able to go to San Diego, that's for sure."
"That's the most important thing to me, right now."
She said, "That's a pretty important thing."
"It's all I can think about." He said, "I trained to be a soldier, not this."
"Then find something else to live for."
He looked meaningfully at her and said, "I did."
She looked away, then back at him, full of hope for him and even for them. She wanted to see if they could work, but she had her doubts. He hadn't ever opened up to her like this and, if he was like any other jarheads, he wouldn't ever again.
"What do you think you'll do after you serve your time?"
"Serve my time? I guess I have to start thinking of it like you, since I'll be doing something for the army I don't want to be doing, just like you."
"But do you know?" she asked.
He sad, "I guess I'll find out with you."
She looked away again, smiling this time. He was determined, she could give him that.
"What got you going into med school?" he asked.
"Family expectations. I had like, the best grades in my school. I was valedictorian. They expected me to go somewhere that was perfect for me, so I went into med school because I thought it would be."
"And was it?"
"In a lot of ways," she said, "yes."
"And in other ways?"
"No," she said. "Such as the way it hardens you to death. I never expected that. Like, people that go into vet school do it because they love animals, not because they love seeing animals die. But eventually you get used to the death aspect, it can't faze you. You have other patients that will die, too, if you go into the closet and cry about someone else."
"Have you seen a lot of death here?"
"Too much," she said.
"Then that's probably part of the reason you don't like an army hospital. Having to see soldiers die."
"That's a big part of it."
"Here we go talking about the army, again," he said, rolling his eyes. "So, where do you want to take it? Do you want to do research?"
"I specialized in stuff like what I did with your neck so, yeah, I would like to find new and alternative surgery techniques for cases like yours."
"You did an alternative surgery on me?"
"Well, most people would go in through the back, but that destroys nerves and cells. The way I did it is up-and-coming, though."
"So... alternative?"
She laughed and nodded, "Alternative, right."
"When was the very very first time you wanted to be a surgeon, then?"
"Oh, I don't know... I saw all of the surgeons working for the first time and there was a precision, a finesse to it that I wanted to have."
"A finesse, eh?"
"Yeah, did you ever experience that with the army? I could imagine so."
"Yeah, with guns and getting it to be straight on target."
"I read you were a machine gunner."
"Yeah, I was. Staff Sergeant of my men, as we've talked about."
"Are you going to be sad to give up that position?"
"Sad, no. I'm pretty relieved now that I've talked with you about it so much. It was a lot to have. The responsibility, that is."
"It is."
"And now that I've sort of failed, I wonder if I can have that responsibility at all."
"I think you can."
"Then, let's say that I hadn't been basically booby trapped. I would still be in the desert, raiding and avoiding bombings daily. I wouldn't be happy, I would be working."
"What do you mean?"
"I was never happy," he said. "I was only accomplishing missions."
"I feel like that with work, sometimes. It's normal."
"But work was all I had," he said. "Now I have something more to live for."
She leaned forward and put her hand on his and they both smiled genuinely at one another.
She was paged soon thereafter and the two of them parted, for then.
For weeks more the two of them saw one another and learned more about one another. She was a fan of sweets whereas he couldn't stand them. They both liked
dogs and wanted big ones, not small designer dogs. They liked the idea of owning a house in the suburbs and settling down, which was exciting for one another to hear. There were things she never thought she would ever share with another person and things that she never thought she would want to find out about another.
They worked on his therapy together and ate home-cooked meals in the warrior center and hung out in his room. Somehow they had gotten past their differences about the army by talking about themselves to one another, and spending time together was the only thing they wanted to do. She only stopped by the center when she could, during time off from the ER. They started to do more than just the simple indoor exercises and started doing calisthenics and drills on the field to stay in shape, which she had to do as a member of the military.
"It's one thing I really like about being here," she said.
"What's that?"
"That I have someone to tell me to workout instead of telling myself."
"Well you wouldn't do it otherwise?"
"I guess the army is good for me in that way," she said. He smiled and then grimaced during a stretching movement and hid both well.
The morning weather that day was Landstuhl's clearest summer day that year. He had recently gotten his neck brace off and, because therapy was going well, would be released soon. They both didn't look forward to it and somewhere in their minds they knew to take advantage of the time they did have together.
"I guess I'm afraid of dying out there," he said. "Now that I've been hurt."
"So you're relieved to be in the reserves, not in the line of action?"
"In a lot of ways, yes."
"Will you miss your status?"
"Not as much as I would have, before you."
"Really?"
"I've come around to your way of thinking, let's say," he said with a smile.
"That's better news than I ever thought I would hear."
"Thanks, I think so, too."
He stood and asked, "What do you want to do, here, that you haven't done?"
"What do you mean? Like, in life?"
"Well," he chuckled, "I know you want to research a specialty in a civilian hospital. I know that as a life goal, right?"
"Right."
He said, "Then, here, in Landstuhl. What do you want to do before going back to America?"
"Before going back, huh?" she asked. "I used to have a fascination with castles," she said.
"Did you?"
"Yeah, and so I've always liked looking up to the castle here," she said, pointing. From the army's sports field they could see the Burg Nanstein. It stood tall, with lush green trees sprouted up on either side of it, sloping downwards from the top of the hill, where it was perched.
"It has fake cannonballs in the side of it, to deter enemies and make them think it was too strong to be destroyed by them."
"You know a lot about it?"
"A few things," she said with a smile as she stretched downwards.
He rotated his neck and said, "Let's go."
The next day was a perfectly fine day and it was lucky that it was her day off because they wanted to go to Burg Nanstein. The night before she had been kept up late by the ER's flood of amputees and downed men and women that had come in. She was happy today to be able to dress herself up and shed the grime of the night off, starting with a hot shower. She curled her auburn hair and chose out of her slim selection of casual, but pretty clothes. She hadn't worn many clothes other than her workout clothes and scrubs and doctor's coats and they hadn't really found an opportunity to have sex, again. But, today was different. She wore a 1950's summer dress with a splayed out skirt and tight top that hugged her torso and then, let her chest push out from the V neckline. She wore her auburn hair in ringlets that hung past her shoulders, touching the apex of her breasts.
He was immediately turned on and stepped forward to hug her in her doorway when he picked her up. He dropped her lightly back onto her feet and the two of them smiled.
"This is a date, now that I think about it," she said.
"I would only agree with you," he replied.
"Good, but then I have to ask you to come inside for a kiss before we go."
He faltered for a breath, then said, "I can only oblige you with that."
"Then come on in," she said.
He almost thanked her but then closed his mouth and closed the door behind him.
The level of attraction was too much. They walked in the hallway and immediately began kissing. She felt his hot, warm mouth open up for her and take her into his mouth with his tongue as the leader. They locked onto each other and held one another's arms, then began to kiss and fell onto the couch together.
He took off her dress and then she tugged his pants open and off. He took off his shirt and then touched the straps of her bra, letting his finger follow it to the lace of her bra. He put his mouth up to her breasts and sucked on them, gradually getting closer to her nipple. He pushed her bra cup down and licked at it, then sucked it between his lips lightly. He felt it become rigid under his touch and he lifted his mouth off of it and tucked it back into her bra. Then he went to the other one and did the same thing, making sure they became like pinpricks.
He ground into her body with his pelvis, pushing it gently against hers and into the crease between her legs. She felt the bulge pushing into her and became enthralled with the feeling, deeply sinking into a lust to have more of him within her. She put her hands down and held onto his dick and put it between her legs. He felt the warmth of her thighs on either side of him and the way they touched one another. It was slippery from the moistness of her vagina and he could feel the readiness of her body.
He tugged on his dick and held it up to her clitoris, pushing it up and down onto her clit so that it stimulated her even further. He shifted it around and circled his head around her, pushing into her clit, then pulled it down to slide against her lips. He moved it up and down on her and then pushed it into her lightly. He let just his head enter and pulled it out, then pushed it back in, further. He moved his pelvis up and down and watched as it flung itself out. He grabbed it and again pushed it against her clit, then slid it across her thigh, watching the trail of her wetness glide across her skin.
He put his dick against her lips again and pushed as he grabbed her shoulders. He worked his dick into her with his hand and then let his body do the rest. He pushed into her fully, then slid out and pushed back into her. She could feel the ridges of his dick force themselves into her. There was a feeling that came with the first time that his dick entered her, like she was being pulled apart a little by the width and sheer length of him.
Entering and exiting her swiftly, he held onto her shoulders and leaned forwards, kissing her gently on the lips. She let her tongue into him and the two of them kissed while he pumped into her. He broke away and continued to pump into her, then gripped her shoulders more, creating leverage as he went into her with his groin.
He pushed into her with sudden force and she could feel him in the deepest parts of her. He was pushing against the back wall of her uterus, pushing as it pulsed with desire and need. They separated then came together again in unison as his dick almost left her vagina, but it pushed past the clitoris and into her once again, hitting against her g-spot swiftly after it had entered her fully.
"I can feel you so deep inside of me," she said.
Derek asked, "Oh yeah?"
"I can feel you..." she trailed off.
"Does it feel good?" he asked as he slowly pumped with as much force as he had.
"I want you faster," she said.
He pumped into her faster, keeping his dick deep inside of her instead of pulling it out almost to the head like he was. She liked the feeling of him bumping into her g-spot rapidly. He was making her feel delirious with pleasure, already.
She helped the motion by pushing her hips into him with a force that made his dick go deeper and deeper. He could feel the way her walls contracted and pushed
against his dick on all sides, squeezing it and pulling it until his dick was sliding deeper than it could have before. She rocked her hips as her whole body pulsed with desire and need.
Her clit expanded with blood and became swollen with blood, aroused fully and ready for stimulation. She pushed her hips all the way up and into him so that her clit touched just above the shaft of his penis. She was thrilled by the double stimulation she was enjoying and smiled from the feeling of it.
"Are you liking this?" he asked, looking at her with genuine desire.
"Oh," she groaned, "so much."
"Ah," he said. "Good."
She let him pump into her and felt like she was orgasming, going over the limits of where she had been during sex before. She felt like she was in another world and closed her eyes to consume all of the pleasure sex with Derek was giving her.
"I can feel you going," she said, "so far within me."
"You can?" he asked.
She put her hands on her belly and said, "Yeah, it's this deep," she said as she pointed to her belly where she felt the pushing and exiting of his dick within her.
"You can feel it there?"
"Uh-huh."
"Then you can feel it really deep," he said. "I should give it to you deeper, then," he said as he pushed into her with an added ferocity he didn't know that he had. He looked towards the area where their groins met and got off just on the image of the two of them pushing against one another.
He was moving in time with her hips and she could feel the growing cock within her. It was like eating some exotic fruit for the very first time or what it feels like to be above the cloud line. She felt like she was in another world and was enamored with the feeling. She wanted so much more of it and couldn't help but push her hips into his with the same rhythm and purpose. She wanted to get more and more of his dick into her body.
As he pushed into her, he felt her vigor and excitement. He shifted to push within her at a different angle.
He said, "I want all of you to feel me inside of you."
"I feel you," she replied.
"Really?"
"I feel you pushing deep inside of me," she said.