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Eddie - 1st Westpac, Adventures Below Equator, Letters From Home

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Chapter 6

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 6 - Chief Eddie Nolan's ship is heading south to Australia, and New Zealand. It is Eddie's dream cruise. He and his fellow Chief, HMC Al Tory are enjoying themselves and making a hit among the women they come in contact with. Eddie is also being kept up to date with what is happening with his wife and children in the letters being sent to him.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   mt/ft   Ma/ft   mt/Fa   Fa/Fa   Coercion   Consensual   Reluctant   Romantic   Lesbian   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Humor   Military   School   Cheating   Cuckold   Sharing   Slut Wife   Incest   Mother   Son   Brother   Sister   Father   Daughter   Group Sex   Harem   Orgy   Cream Pie   First   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Petting   Pregnancy   Safe Sex   Big Breasts   Hairy   Small Breasts  

The bus dropped them off near the brow of the ship. There were no officers on the bus, only enlisted. Eddie figured all the officers were going to stick around ‘until the last dog was hung’, so they could make points with the hosts, or the captain. Going aboard and to their berthing, they began changing out of their dress uniforms, carefully stowing them in protective storage bags to preserve them for the next time. Eddie remarked:

“I’m tempted to go ‘commando’, just to make things easier, but I’ve never been comfortable doing that. Besides, no matter how many times you shake it, when you take a leak, there’s always that last drop to make a wet spot on the front of your pants.”

“Hey, buddy, you’re babbling! This shit has really got you shook up, doesn’t it? Settle down.” Al coaxed.

“Sorry, Al. I know it’s not like that, but my mind is giving me images of that same pony, performing his ‘dog and pony show’ at Carnegie Hall!” he tittered.

“Shit, pal, just remember: any task is a matter of taking one step at a time. This is no different. It’s just one woman at a time, instead of that step.” Al reassured.

During their conversation, each had changed into slacks and a shirt. Al went to sickbay, where he picked up a box of a dozen condoms and slipped it into the jacket, he carried in case it got chilly. They then sat around the chiefs’ mess, killing time, then finally left the ship at 2200 (10pm), figuring thirty minutes to get to their destination. As expected, there were cabs cruising the end of the pier.

Eddie had visualized a Victorian mansion, so was surprised to see a simple two-story home on a quiet street. Estimating it to be four or five bedrooms and at least three baths, unless there were ensuite baths, he was even more surprised to see the ultra-modern furnishings. Apparently, the grandmother was not as old, or old-fashioned as he’d thought. The house was further secluded by a tall hedge across the front of the property and trees planted close together down each side. The lawn was lush and well-manicured. He and Al had just started up the sidewalk when the front door was flung open and Grady and Felice dashed out to meet them, taking their hands and pulling them inside amid giggles. The other four women awaited them in the living room. All the women were dressed casually, some in nightgowns, or pajamas, and some in skimpy sports attire. To Eddie, they all looked like a bunch of cats, waiting to see what size mouse would wander within their reach.

“Good evening, ladies, it’s nice to see you again, so soon. Are we going to have social hour, or are we going to get right to it?” Eddie smiled nervously.

Again, seemingly in charge, Angel replied:

“We thought, since we have the two of you, we’d have each of you take one of us upstairs at a time. As Al pointed out, we have all night and all tomorrow. You will each have a chance to teach us what kind of lover you are. We will reserve our judgement until each of us has been entertained by each of you. There is no hurry, and we will end each session with a shower, making each fresh for the next one. We have refreshments laid out in the two bedrooms, to be at hand, if needed. Before we begin, we want to apologize for blind-siding you, Eddie. We had thought perhaps Edward would have given you prior warning.

“To begin, Grady has demanded to have Eddie first, since she is essentially the hostess. Al gets to choose who he wants first. After that, Al will have to choose who is not already lined up for Eddie, as we have drawn lots to set up an order.

“Miss Angel, it appears you have things well in hand, so, like a lamb to the slaughter, shall we go forth, Miss Grady?” Eddie joked, bowing to Grady.

Blushing furiously, Grady took Eddie by the hand, and they climbed to the second floor.

Grady was of medium height, perhaps five foot five inches, and of voluptuous build. Her breasts seemed to be about a C or D cup and her hips flared slightly, well in proportion to her upper torso. Brown haired and grey eyes, she wore her hair in a Dutch-boy style. Eddie thought she would look more attractive in a more modern style but didn’t mention it. She was wearing silky two-piece pajamas with a lavender paisley print. When they’d entered the bedroom, Eddie had kept holding her hand and after closing the door, he looked at her. Blushing, she looked like she was about to bolt like a skittish fawn. Eddie smiled at her and used his other hand to caress the side of her face.

“Relax. I’m not going to hurt you. I’m not going to do anything you don’t feel comfortable with. This is not going to be anything you don’t want it to be. If you wanted, we could just talk, or sleep, or watch TV. I’m just here to spend time with you, however you want. Angel said there was no hurry. How old are you, Grady?” Eddie soothed.

“Twenty.” she whispered.

“What would you like me to do, while we’re here, Sweet Grady.”

Still caressing her face, and down her arm, he watched her bow her head and smile nervously.

“I, I, uh, I want you to make it feel magical, like Felice and Angel said.” she stammered.

“May I ask you how many men you’ve had sex with?” Eddie questioned.

“Um, uh, five.” she remarked, seeming to be taking count in her head.

“And how many gave you an orgasm?” he asked softly.

“Only one, but he put a vibrator up my bottom while he fucked me.” she admitted.

“So, was it the vibrator that gave you the orgasm, or was it his prick?” Eddie continued.

“I don’t know!” she suddenly sobbed.

“That’s okay, Grady. Shhh. I just need to know what you experimented with before.” he said soothingly.

Taking Grady into his arms, as though to comfort her, he gently kissed her on the cheek, then on her lips. It brought her face up and allowed him to kiss her more directly on her lips. She began kissing him back. Sharing a dozen or so kisses, they progressed to loose-lipped, open-mouthed kisses. He slid his tongue into her mouth, and she clamped down on it, sucking it with vigor, and a low moan. Eddie began massaging her back and worked his way under her pajama top, running his hands over her naked back. The kisses became more passionate, and Eddie was pleased with her make-out skills. She put her arms around him and caressed him also. Backing her up to the bed, he let her feel it’s touch at the backs of her legs. She let him lower her to the bed, but he didn’t climb on her. Standing over her, his hands went to the top button of her top:
“May I?” he requested, clearly indicating what he wanted to do.

She nodded.

Slowly unfastening each button, he kept the garment fully covering her, but for a narrow view of skin. She watched him open each button. When he finished, he took her hands in his and drew her to her feet and then slowly drew back each side of her top to reveal her front torso to his gaze. Grady’s full breasts had reddish brown areoles and nipples. Her nipples were erect with passion, or fear. She looked at his face, to see his reaction. Licking his lips with anticipation told her what she wanted to know.

Not wanting to make her stand exposed before him, he quicky removed his clothes first, letting her see his erection, to prove she was arousing. Once he was naked, he went to her again and eased her top off her shoulders and down her arms. Then putting his index fingers into the waistband of her bottoms, he eased them down, ready to stop if she reacted negatively. Not knowing what to expect beneath her bottoms, he was pleased to see a fully haired, but neatly trimmed pubic patch and no underwear. As he knelt, to allow her to lift her feet clear of her bottoms, he tossed them to the foot of the bed, then leaned forward and placed a kiss on her pubic hair causing an intake of breath from Grady. He had also taken an inhalation, wondering what she would smell like. There was a hint of flowery scent, mingled with aroused female; a scent Eddie was familiar with. Standing once more before her, he took her in his arms again and repeated the process of kissing her, this time without intervening clothes. His cock sliding upward on her abdomen. She moaned again, into his mouth.

After exchanging what became sloppy kisses, he guided her to one side of the bed and helped her lay down, indicating that she should slide closer to the center of the bed. He then got on the bed beside her and pulled her into his arms. Instead of kissing her lips again, he kissed and caressed her on her face and neck, then moved downward, leaving small deposits of saliva in his wake as he trailed kisses down her chest and around each breast. Reserving her nipples until he’d kissed nearly every square inch of each hillock, he gently sucked each nipple, in turn and lovingly administered his brand of nipple love to each orb. Grady was sighing and moaning, and had raised her hands to his head, not to direct him, but to caress him, in turn.

Leaving her turgid nipples, Eddie went for new territory, letting his lips work their way down her torso, covering her flat belly with wet, smooching kisses. At the top of her pubic hair, Eddie moved his body downward and parted her legs, then knelt between them to give his face access to the joining of said legs. Again, inhaling her scent, Eddie kissed from mid-thigh, from side to side, working his way to her sexual center. Grady took in a deep breath as she felt the first of his touches on her vulva. As he began kissing her labia and sending tentative stabs with his tongue inside those labia, she seemed to be hyperventilating.

“Relax, honey, I won’t hurt you. Just breathe normally if you can.” he requested.

Continuing his loving assault on her young, tender pussy, Eddie was determined to give her all he had, to hopefully, give her a ‘once in a lifetime Eddie Nolan experience’. He wasn’t conceited enough to believe she wouldn’t find someone better, but this was his own, ‘tried and true’ method of bringing pleasure to a woman. He went for it.

After the first tender, experimental licks and kisses, Eddie gave her vulva a full lipped kiss and plunged his tongue as far up her snatch as his tongue would reach. She groaned deeply. Then, withdrawing his tongue he clamped down on her vaginal opening and sucked like he was trying to pull her uterus into his mouth. She squealed and then jerked her ass around. After sucking on her labia for a half a minute, he shifted the focus of his sucking to her clit, which was sticking slightly out of its sheath. While he sucked, he also let the tip of his tongue flick back and forth on her clitoris. Grady howled and her body went spastic, trying to get away from her tormentor, although the agony was one of pleasure and not pain. Eddie held onto her hips and remained in contact with his sucking mouth. He knew it when her orgasm hit and he rode it to the point he felt he needed to back off her clit, knowing it would be extra sensitive. He still continued to lick her labia and drink in any fluid that emerged, hoping it wasn’t urine, though it had happened to him before. Grady was gasping and crying out her pleasure.

Knowing he had a long night ahead of him, once Grady had relaxed a bit, he rose up and slowly entered her twat with his turgid man-meat. She noticed it but did not react at first. Once he was fully ensconced, he just let it soak for a short time, to give her a little more time before he would rotate his hips and massage her clit with his pubic bone. Being full of cock didn’t seem to impress Grady until he began his movement within her. Then, his changing rhythm and depth caught her attention. Up to this point, all the sounds coming out of Miss Grady had been inarticulate. She finally found her words:

“Oh, fuck, chief, I never knew I could cum with just a mouth on me. I know us girls have gone down on each other, but we always used a dildo or fingers to bring each other off. That was sooooo good! I was glad no one came rushing in, I was so loud. Your dick is doing wonders for my cunt, too! Now, I can believe what Edward meant. You are a fucking magician, the operative word being ‘fucking’! But I don’t want to wear you out. As much as I would really like to feel you squirt in me, I’ve had it done nearly every time I got shagged, so it’s not that big a deal, but I would like to cum again. Can I?”

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