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War Stories, Last Patrol
BY Oldwrench (oldwrench2000@yahoo.com)

***

A patrol is overrun during an enemy offensive and a 
young soldier is forced to hole up with his mean bitch 
of a Lieutenant. (MF, reluc, 1st, preg, military)

***

Shit, of all the people from the platoon to get holed 
up with, why did it have to be the lieutenant?

I only had a month to go on my tour when it all dropped 
in the pot. The enemy decided to mount a major 
offensive, right where my platoon was on patrol. They 
tore through us, and everyone in the platoon was 
scattered, or dead. It was raining, windy, and cold 
when I found the miserable shack on an abandoned farm 
place. Anyplace out of the cold rain was welcome, well, 
until I found the lieutenant there.

She's the toughest officer I've ever had. She came from 
some bad part of Chicago. That bitch was meaner than 
seven hundred hells, and I seem to be her favorite 
whipping boy. She's five foot eight and about a hundred 
seventy-five pounds, solid muscle, short blond hair, 
always a mess, and hard, ice blue eyes. Ya, the guys 
had plenty of jokes about that hard assed bitch, anyone 
who got in her pants would find cast iron balls instead 
of pussy, or her cunt would be so hard you'd have to 
pound your pecker in with a mallet.

There wasn't much in the one room shack, table and 
chairs, oil heater, cook stove, bed, a few canned 
goods. No oil in the heater, the stove didn't work, no 
gas, so no chance to warm the place up. It was getting 
dark out and the temp was dropping. The lieutenant, 
Chris, (I'll use her name, it's easier), checked out 
the bed while I secured the door as best I could. There 
were a couple rough blankets over a lumpy mat, better 
than nothing. 

"We should... we need to take these wet cloths off and 
get covered up," Chris said. She didn't sound so 
commanding now, more hesitant. "We can hang the cloths 
on the chairs and nails on the wall." "Right," I said, 
leering at her a bit, and started to unbuckle my belt. 
"Alright you fuckin' jackass," Chris barked. "don't get 
any stupid ideas, turn around, I'll tell you when I'm 
under the covers." I almost laughed, ms tough bitch was 
acting shy, like a schoolgirl on her first night at a 
motel.

Well, I turned my back to her. Maybe she didn't notice 
the dirty mirror on the wall, over a wash basin. It was 
getting pretty dark, but I did get a couple glimpses of 
her hard muscled body. She did have some feminine 
curves to that tight body of hers. She looked pretty 
damn good, naked. Soon she gave me the word, so I hung 
my cloths and slid under the covers behind her.

I pushed against her, back to back, we needed to get 
warm, but I didn't want to give her anything to rip 
off. For several long minutes I felt her shivering 
against me. I knew being back to back wasn't the best 
way to share our body heat, so I turned over, wrapped 
my arm around her, and spooned her against me. Maybe 
she wouldn't rip my dick off. 

She fit well, spooned against me, I'm a pretty big guy. 
I'm a farm boy from Iowa, six foot six and two hundred 
eighty-five pounds, dark curly hair, and dark brown 
eyes. I'm pretty solid from all the heavy farm work. 
Damn she felt nice, flat tight abs under my hand and 
her hard muscled ass pushing against my stirring cock.

"Don't get your fuckin' hopes up idiot," Chris growled. 
But I swear, her arm pushed mine up a bit toward her 
breasts. "No hopes intended, SIR." I replied 
sarcastically, "just trying to make the best use of our 
body heat, SIR." Now I was sure her arm pushed my hand 
up, right onto the bottom of her breasts. 

I let my hand rest against the bottom of her breast, 
wondering if she really was trying to push my hand up, 
or was it just an accident. Look, I really had no 
intention of giving her any more reason to ream me a 
new asshole. I had plenty of teeth marks from her 
biting my ass already. But damn, what do you think is 
going to happen when you have a warm female body 
cuddled up against you. I let my thumb wander up and 
down over the lower half of her breast. My cock was 
quickly hardening, pressed against the crack of her 
tight ass.

Things were definitely warming up, she wasn't shivering 
from the cold anymore. I heard her whisper "damn dumb 
bastard" but her ass pushed more firmly against my 
hardon, and her arm again pushed my hand up her breast. 
I know an invitation when I feel one. I slid my hand up 
and gently squeezed her breast. Chris's breasts aren't 
very large, a nice generous handful, lean and firm like 
the rest of her, and with a big hard nipple right under 
my palm. I slid my hand back and let her nipple pop up 
between my fingers. She sucked in her breath as I 
squeezed her nipple between my fingers.

I worked my other arm under her and grabbed her other 
breast, squeezing and teasing her hard nipples. Damn, 
this had me harder than a wedding night prick, two 
hands full of wonderfully firm breast meat. She was 
moaning a bit as she reached back between us, her hand 
wrapping around my rampant member. "Oh gawd" Chris 
moaned, "Oh gawd! Son of a bitch!" I'm no horse cock or 
anything, but my shaft is big, like the rest of me. She 
probably never had a big boy like mine.

As good as her tits were, I wanted a hand full of 
pussy. I slowly moved my hand down her body, over those 
tight abs, down to the soft hair of her pubic mound. I 
tried to slide my hand down but she clamped her legs 
tight together. She put her hand on mine and tried to 
pull it back to her breast, but I wasn't giving up that 
easy. She's strong, but still no match for me. I held 
my ground, and slipped a finger into the gap between 
her thighs. I pushed my finger as far as I could, 
working it between her slick folds. 

"No," she moaned, as her body stiffened, "No! You damn 
bastard. Stop! N-no, oh gawd!" 

Slowly her legs parted as I pulled her hard nipple with 
one hand and the finger of the other dragged over her 
prominent clit, her slot quickly slicked up. She kept 
moaning, "No! No, no," but her hips pumped back and 
fourth. Her clit slid over my finger, then her ass 
slammed back against my erect cock. Damn, this bitch 
was hotter than a torch. "Oh fuck! Fuck! FUCK!" she 
groaned out. As her body went ridged, I rammed my 
finger as deep as I could into her hot wet cunt. I held 
Chris tight against me as her body jerked for long 
seconds. 

Her body sagged in my arms as her orgasm faded. Now my 
momma didn't raise me stupid, I was never one to pass 
up an opportunity when I'm handed one. I laid her down 
and crawled under the blankets between those long hard 
thighs. She had that intoxicating smell of a hot wet 
pussy, I dived right in. I rammed my tongue as far up 
her hot little hole as I could, she tasted tangy and 
sweet. Her hands grabbed my hair, "Oh shit! No... oh 
gawd, stop! Oh gawd!" She may be telling me one thing 
but her hands were pulling my mouth tighter against her 
slick cunt. 

I worked her sweet hole over good before sliding my 
tongue up to her hard clit. I swirled my tongue around 
it before sucking on it like it was a tit, rubbing my 
rough tongue over it. I sucked hard on her clit and 
rammed two fingers up her hot box. "AH SHIT," was the 
last I heard as her thighs squeezed my ears and her 
pussy squeezed my fingers. She was damn near ripping my 
hair out as she pulled me tight against her spasming 
cunt. Damn but she was one hot bitch.

As she came down from her high, and her thighs parted, 
I blew warm air over her sensitive clit. I ran my 
tongue, in a long swipe, up between the thick folds of 
her sex. Her body jerked, she grabbed my ears and 
pulled me up over her. "Oh gawd, no more! No more... 
You fuckin' bastard." She groaned between her heavy 
breaths. 

I slid my body over hers, pinning her down. My mouth 
found hers and soon I forced her into a tongue 
wrestling match. I pushed up with my knees and let my 
shaft slide along the slick grove of her sex. My lips 
wandered down to suck in one of the hard nipples that 
were boring holes in my chest. Her breath sucked in as 
she pushed her firm tit up at my face.

Chris slid a hand down between us as she moaned, and 
wrapped her long fingers around my steel rod. "Fuckin' 
damn! Oh shit, it's so fuckin' hard... so goddamn big." 
She slid the end of my cock up and down her slippery 
pussy while I mauled her firm and delicious tits. 

When she pushed down, the tip of my rod was lined up 
with her gooey hole, so I shoved, and the head of my 
cock popped into her fuck tunnel. "Ah shit...... son of 
a bitch, " she squawked, and pulled back on my rod. 
Damn, now what, I thought, as I pulled back out, the 
bitch is freezing up on me. 

Chris rubbed my cockhead up over her clit again and 
moaned, "condom.....have you got a condom?" "Huh?" Was 
all I could say. "A rubber, you idiot farm boy," She 
almost shouted. Now, they do issue us condoms, for when 
we're on leave, for recreation. And, it may be against 
regulations, but since women got the right to come out 
here and get killed like the men, there's a lot of 
fuckin around going on. Strictly medicinal of course, 
stress relief. But why would I carry one out on patrol? 
I told her, "hell no." She was really rubbing my cock 
up and down her slot, over her big clit, getting more 
worked up. "You stupid... son of a bitch." She moaned, 
"Get me worked up... and... I just wanted... to try." 

Again my cock lined up and I shoved it forward, an inch 
into her hot body. 

"Oh gawd no!" Chris moaned, but she didn't pull my cock 
out. "You can't make me pregnant, you can't cum in me, 
you'll have to pull out." Slowly her fingers released 
my throbbing shaft. "Ya right," I growled, and I rammed 
my rod up her slick tunnel. "Aw shit," she cried out, 
as I pulled back and slammed the rest of the way in, 
bottoming balls deep in her hot cunt. I was ready to 
start pounding it to her, but her strong hands grabbed 
my ass and held me deep in her. "Aw fuck! Oh gawd!" she 
panted next to my ear, "I never thought... a real 
one... would feel... so fuckin' good." 

I'd show her good, I pulled back and rammed it to her, 
long hard strokes. Shit, she was one hot bitch, her 
cunt was smooth, and slick, and snug around my invading 
shaft. Damn, she had the sweetest foul mouth I'd ever 
heard. "Aw gawd! Fuck me... farm boy! Oh shit... pound 
my pussy!" She moaned, "Oh fuck! Don't you... cum in 
me... you fuckin' bastard... I don't want... a baby... 
shit... fuck me you asshole."

She had to be dreaming. Her tight, firm body had me 
hotter than a two peckered billy-goat in mating season, 
we might be dead tomorrow, and I was balls deep in some 
fine real estate. No way I was pulling my rod till I 
pumped her womb full. She was too damn good, I wanted 
to last, but she was too damn good. Shit, if I could 
just hang on till I made her cum. I wanted her to cum 
hard, on my cock. I pumped her fast and hard, sucking 
on one nipple while pulling and twisting the other. 

Her hips started jerking up to mine and her breathing 
got more ragged. "Fuck... give it to me you fuckin' 
bull. Ram it to me! Plow my cunt! You fuckin' farmer!" 
Her nails raked my back as she slammed up at me faster. 

"Aw damn! Fill me up! Ram it in... plow my fuckin' 
cunt! Plant your goddamn seed... FILL ME!" her body 
arched hard into mine, "SEED ME!!!" 

Ya, like a good farm boy, I drove my drill deep and 
planted all the oats in my sack, up her fertile valley. 
Her fingers dug into me and she was nearly crushing me 
with her powerful thighs. 

I can't remember ever cumming so hard or so long. I 
rammed in so hard I thought all of me would be shoved 
up her baby canal. I collapsed onto her, my cock still 
deep in her body, spilling the last drops of my sperm 
into her. Her arms, wrapped around me, held me tight as 
her trembling faded.

"Noooo! Oh shit, nooooo! You fuckin1 bastard!!" 
suddenly Chris was pushing me away, "no, noooo, you 
came in me, you goddamn asshole! Oh gawd, no... I told 
you to pull out." 

"But, but you told me to put it in you, to fill you 
up." I came back at her. 

"No, no!" She cried as she rolled onto her side and 
curled up in a ball. "You told me you'd pull out... No, 
oh god please no. I can't get pregnant, I can't have a 
baby. 

I could feel her sobbing. She was always such a hard 
assed bitch, but she was crying. Damn, I never expected 
this, but... damn. Somewhere inside, I really wished I 
knocked her up, payback, she was such a mean bitch to 
me, but she was crying, damn. I lay down, wrapped my 
arm around her and pulled her close. What else could I 
do, what could I say? This wasn't the lieutenant that 
would kick you in the balls for looking at her wrong, 
she was angry and scared, and it was my fault. It was a 
long time before she quit sobbing and fell asleep, and 
longer till I did.

Grey morning light filtered through the dirty window. 
It felt awful nice to wake up with a warm body pressed 
to mine. Damn, she might rip my nuts off, but I 
couldn't forget last night. She was one magnificent 
fuck. 

To hell with caution, I slid my morning wood through 
the gap between her sexy thighs. The skin of her inner 
thighs was smooth and hot on my probing shaft. I felt 
her stir. 

"If you're going to point your weapon at me, soldier, 
you better be prepared to use it," She growled. Her 
strong fingers pushed my shaft up against her slick 
pussy groove, her hips slid forward then slammed back, 
impaling herself on my weapon. Thank god, she wasn't 
screaming mad at me, she actually wanted more. I put my 
hand on her pussy mound and started a slow rhythm, 
sliding out then pulling her back against me, one 
finger stroking her hard clit. 

Chris didn't say a word, but nobody who knew the 
Lieutenants harsh voice, would believe the sexy little 
moans and cries she was making now. I worked my other 
arm under her and got a good handful of firm breast 
meat. Damn she was good, I wasn't going to last much 
longer, no way I'd hold out till I made her cum. "Gonna 
cum.... gotta... pull out," I panted. I tried to pull 
back, but she pushed back hard against me. Chris's hand 
reached down and covered mine. "Do it... just cum in 
me... I want to feel you. 

That did it, I pulled her hard against me as my weapon 
fired round after round into her willing body. As my 
cum faded, I felt her body tense and tremble, she let 
out a high pitched moan as her orgasm washed over her. 
Slowly she relaxed in my arms, god what a hot woman.

I held her close for a long time, I had to say 
something, somehow. "Lieutenant, look, about last 
night, I'm sorry, I was." She interrupted me, "It's 
alright, Dan, you were... we were just being human, I 
just got frightened. It's just I've never... um." She 
called me by my name! That's a first. 

Then it came to me, "Last night, you said, you didn't 
know a real one felt so good. I thought it was just 
cause I'm... You never did this before?" She held my 
hand between hers, "No, no decent boy wanted someone 
like me. And the men at home, I saw what they did to 
women, I'd never let them touch me... I had some toys, 
but they never really satisfied me, but they were safe, 
men scare me." 

Holy shit, was all her hard ass bitch just an act, just 
to protect herself. Now I was getting all that male 
protectiveness shit starting up. "You don't need to 
worry, I'll cover your ass Lieutenant." 

"You better, ya shithead," she snapped, "and if you 
knocked me up, I'm gonna rip your fuckin dick off, got 
that soldier?" 

I smiled, that's my lieutenant.

We got out, we were lucky. A gunship spotted us and 
sent in an evac chopper. Only one other guy from our 
patrol made it. Things got back to normal, mostly. The 
lieutenant was back to ripping everyone's ass, 
especially mine, but she'd smile and wink at me when 
no-one was looking. Did we ever get together again? 
Damn near every chance we got. I was fast running 
through my supply of rubbers, but god she was good. I 
was almost sorry my tour was ending, and more sorry 
hers wasn't.

Today is my last patrol. Things are quiet now since the 
counter offensive drove them back. Tomorrow I head back 
home, back to the farm. Chris stopped the patrol for a 
breather, she's been doing that more today. I looked 
around but she wasn't with the group again. I decided I 
better look for her. I found Chris a short distance 
away, retching her guts out in the bushes. "Damn, 
lieutenant, if you're sick you should have said 
something. You shouldn't be out on patrol." 

Chris looked up at me, "Oh shit, I'll be alright, just 
get back to the others." She went back to puking. "Your 
not alright, we better get you back to camp." I told 
her. She looked up again, "I said I'll be alright... 
look idiot, I'm not sick, it's just... Oh gawd, just go 
away." 

"Ah... ok, I'll cover you," I said. As I turned away, I 
heard her say, "You better you bastard, ya got two of 
us to cover now.

As I leaned against a tree, surveying the area, it hit 
me, two. She's pregnant, she's got morning sickness 
like my sister had when she was pregnant. Damn I was 
dumb, I never thought about it, we'd been fucking for a 
month and she never had a period. 

Shit, when they found out, she'd be discharged, her 
career over. So that's why she told me she envied me, 
that I had family, a place to go home to. She told me 
she had no where to go, this was all she had. Damn, I'd 
messed things up for her.

As soon as they find out, her tour is over. I smiled a 
big smile. But she has a place to go, as soon as we get 
back to camp, I'm dragging her hard ass to the 
chaplain. Her next tour is going to be raising kids, 
and chickens, on our farm. 

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
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