Duty-Bound - part one - Sex Stories

Duty-Bound - part one

... they got some island drinks and ordered the seafood luau. It was going to be plenty for the both of them. Ashley had been watching her diet anyway, because she had come close to failing her last Annual Physical Fitness Test. That would not do. The army was her career now. The next APFT she would pass easily, she was sure. The food was great, and they were happy. Jacob always seemed to be holding her hand whenever they were not in uniform. It was sweet. With his high and tight haircut everyone knew he was military. She didn't mind. She was proud of him. Being a Staff Sergeant at his age meant he was on the fast track. She wanted to keep up. At the end of the meal, after he paid, they started drifting down to the shoreline, along the long, wide beach. It was a popular beach, so there were some lights around the area. Hand in hand they walked, talking of work, and of their play times together. Then the subject got onto the future, and Jacob was telling her what his dreams were, and she was doing the same. Suddenly, he reached into his trouser pocket, pulled something out, and dropped to a knee. "Oh, god, Jacob. Really?" "Yes, Ashley. This is our time. Are you prepared to follow me on my mission? I need you, babe. I've learned that. You're my go-to-girl. We'll be battle buddies forever, if you'll accept me. What say, little private?" "Of course, of course. I didn't even know how badly I wanted this. Now I know. I want it Jacob." He placed the ring on her finger, stood up, and ...

... took her tightly into his strong arms. She felt him squeezing her so close that she was breathless, but she could hear him saying "thank you, thank you" over and over. This was good. This was right. They kissed, and kissed. One hand was around her waist and the other was gently holding her head, as he kissed her over and over. Finally, they broke apart and both laughed. It was like they were finally free for the first time in life. Free from some burden, or loss, they hadn't known was there. Hand in hand they started kicking down the beach. They were wearing sandals, and the sand felt soft and delicate to the touch. They were approaching a beached boat. No one seemed to be around. Slipping around to the water side of the vessel they sank down, and leaned back against the hull. They were alone. And Ashley wanted to show her man how much she loved him. Smiling at him, she placed her hands on his trousers, unzipped them, and took out his now hardening cock. Her lips were warm, and moist, and they took his manhood in, to love it and cherish it. Her delicate hand stroked it up and down, lubricated by the dripping of her saliva. Jacob loved her blow jobs. That was because she loved to give them. Especially now, to her man, her lover. His hands were fingering her dark tresses, that she let fall down when not in uniform, and he helped to pace her, as she bobbed up and down, humming with happiness, and pleased to be here with her husband-to-be. "I gotta come now, sweetie. Gotta come. Ah ...