To Save a Life
Copyright© 2022 by Mustang
Chapter 3
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 3 - A wounded soldier separated from his Regiment, finds aid and comfort with a Dutch family. He spoke very little Dutch, the girl spoke no English.
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft ft/ft Fa/ft Consensual Romantic Fiction Military War Sharing Incest Group Sex Cream Pie Exhibitionism First Oral Sex Voyeurism Public Sex
The family arrived home to find it still intact. On day trips like this one, farmers have had their homes ransacked or burned to the ground by the Germans.
“Lana, ga de tafel dicht bij de open haard trekken en steek hem aan. We moeten hem opwarmen en zijn wonden verzorgen.”
“Lana, go and pull the table close to the fireplace and light it. We need to warm him up and tend to his wounds,” the mother instructed.
She hurried inside, pushing the sturdy table close to the fireplace. She tried to fan the embers to make them heat up faster. She watched as her mother and father struggled to carry me into the house. They managed to lay me on the table and quickly took off their overcoats.
“We moeten zijn natte kleren uittrekken en voor zijn wonden zorgen. Dat bot dat uit zijn been steekt, doet mijn maag kolken.”
“We have to strip off his wet clothes and tend to his wounds. That bone sticking out from his leg, makes my stomach churn,” the mother said.
“Lana, geef ons wat dekens zodat we hem kunnen opwarmen.”
“Lana, get us some blankets so we can warm him up.”
The father handed Lana the bellows to fan the flames and make heat quicker. My boots were unlaced and taken off, along with my socks. My tunic, shirt, and undershirt removed revealed the scars I’d received in previous battles.
“We moeten zijn broek doorknippen om bij zijn beenwond te komen.”
“We have to cut his trousers to get at his leg wound.”
“Ik wed om een kus van Lana Wouls, maak hem zeker wakker.”
“I bet you a kiss from Lana would surely wake him up.”
The mother cut my pants up the seam past my wound, then across to free the fabric. They pulled down my pants and removed them. The wife inspected my leg.
“Boris, ik heb zijn been geïnspecteerd. Het bot splinter gespietst in zijn been, is niet van hem.”
“Boris, I inspected his leg. The bone splinter impaled in his leg, does not belong to him.”
The wife pulled down my underwear and off making me naked. “Dat had ik nooit verwacht. Zijn pik is vrij lang, zelfs als hij slap is.”
“I never expected to see that. His cock is quite long, even when flaccid.”
“Ik denk dat ik jaloers ben op zijn grootte.”
“I think I’m jealous of its size,” Boris comment.
Lana heard her mother and came to have a look. She’s seen animal cocks and had never seen a man’s cock for real, only pictures in school or statues. She giggled lightly, smiling at the length, laying sideways and soft.
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