Circumstance Unrelated. PART XVI – Sand and Oil

Amidst the backdrop of Napoleonic War raging across Europe, soldiers seek distraction from the horrors of the battle field. Major Grant is an officer of the British Army serving under Wellington in France. An officer, a gentleman and a connoisseur of female bottoms, Major Grant finds himself unusually captivated by a mysterious woman…..

I left the group to find shelter by a second smaller fire by the horses. I turned to look back, the woman laughing as she was given a cup of wine that ran red down her breasts as she drank greedily from it. I lay down on straw from a broken bale and released my hard cock from its confines. The night had been full of surprises and I had a need to release my urges.

 It did not take long for me to find Eleanor in the corners of my mind. She was tied in the shape of a star to the entrance to a large barn, her hair pulled in a loose tail and draped across her shoulder covering one breast. He legs were open and shape of her fuzzy mound could be seen clearly silhouetted in the fading sunlight. I wanted to see her breasts, but my thoughts could not help me walk around her. The round softness of her arse make my cock swell in my hand; I wanted to be inside her, to violate her.  “Come and fuck me Sir,” she says. I stiffen more at the thought of pushing my cock into that tight hole.  Another woman appears in my vision and walks over to apply an oil to Eleanor’s back. I feel it must be warm as it runs easily down her back and channels like river water from waterfall fall into the gully that is her arse cheeks. The oil drips down her legs and pools on the sandy floor around her feet.  The woman produces a smooth, carved wooden phallic object pushes it between her arse cheeks. Eleanor rises up on to her toes but cannot escape the pressure against her arse hole.  Very slowly she is massaged until the object appears to reduce in length. Once satisfied the woman passes a leather cord through a small hole at the end of the wooden object and ties the ends around Eleanor’s hips and secures them at the front.  Feeling the need to cum I walk over and stand before my perfect beauty. I grasp her nipples in my fingers and squeeze gently. She moans and I feel the cum rising. I step forward and reduce my height to allow what will happen next. We are both breathing heavily and my arm aches but I must not stop. I guide my cock to her entrance and slowly enter enough for me to feel my legs muscles tense and my heart to race.  I time action and thought in unison, the seed rises and I push into her. The feeling of warmth and hard pressure of the wooded object inside her rubbing against my cock is too much. I grab her hair and force her head back and I fuck her briefly being cumming on the dark dry soil. The pleasure is released from me and I fall into an instant sleep. 


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