France summer of 1944

France summer of 1944This is a small story that kind of came to me in my dreams, and when I woke up I felt like I had to write it down. So here it is with few adds. What a strange dream you might think…well not really, it combines two great interests I have, history and sex xD And please note that English is not my native language, so if I have done any mistakes on grammar or spelling, dont blame me ;)——————————————–The war was on its fourth year, but it was now said to be nearing its end. Once Beatrice had heard there were needs for nurses on the west front before the great invasion, she had applied for transmission. She had just turned 18 and was longing away from the small English village she had grown up in, and from her parent’s admonitions about what is right and what is wrong. She was well prepared to meet cruelties of war and to help her countrymen in the best way she could as a woman. Although it was hard at first to get used to all the terrible injuries that the men suffered, lots of them didn’t survive and lots of other got disabled for life. She started to wonder what it was all good for. But she knew she was there for a reason, she had to do her duty, and as the time went on, she got know a lot of the soldiers and got closer to some. When she got acknowledgment of gratitude from them, even just by a small smile now and then, she knew she was on the right place, doing some good after all. One day, much like the other days, one injured soldier was carried in, that caught her eye more than anyone else had done. He was badly hurt and temporarily blind, perhaps even permanent. It was said that he was a great hero and that he probably would get a medal if he survived. Beatrice didn’t know why, but she felt more drawn to him than anybody else, he bahis siteleri canlı looked so fragile but still powerful at the same time. That kind of contrast attracted her. She spent the whole day putting on wounds, comforting soldiers and serving water and food. Every time she passed by His bed, she threw an extra glance at Him. He was lying still and was breathing heavily, and didn’t do much more than that since he was too weak for it. Beatrice couldn’t avoid wonder what he was thinking about, was he scared? Happy of his heroic deeds? Longing for home? Or maybe just wondered what colours the walls had? Or if the nurses was sweet looking?The night was arriving; Beatrice would alone take the first nightshift. If something serious would happen, she would wake up the Chief physician in the building next to the hospital. She hoped she wouldn’t have to do that. The same Chief physician told every nurse that is was strictly forbidden to have any close or intimate relationship with any of the patients. When she had checked all the patients for the night, she of course went straight to the soldier she had been observing the whole day. Beatrice stood beside his bed and took a closer look at him, he was a few years older than her, and that weak and fragile look, still with this masculine kind power made him very attractive. The bandage he wore over his eyes made it impossible to see if he was asleep or not. Suddenly he moved his lips as he tried to say something. Thus he was awake and noticed that she stood there. She got confused, maybe she shouldn’t sneak around like that and watch people secretly, she was prepared to go when at last he turned his head in her direction and words came out of his mouth.“Please Miss, sit down and hold my hand” He said with a weak low voice Beatrice casino siteleri got surprised and even more confused, he must have good hearing she thought as she took the chair by the wall and pulled it closer to the bed, sat down and grabbed his hand, a warm slightly sweaty hand.“Looks like I am going to survive after all, even if it means losing my sight” He sighed of the thought of not be able to see anymore.“Still you are a great hero” Beatrice added.“What matter does that when I have lost more than I have gained on this war? War is meaningless…” His voice trembled, it almost looked as if he was about to cry, although it was impossible to say. Beatrice didn’t know what to say anymore, she grabbed his hand tighter and tried to comfort him by saying: “We must all sacrifice something for the sake of the coming peace”It didn’t comfort him much but Beatrices next move would. She couldn’t resist anymore, she wanted to do something more for him than the usual caring.“Let me ease a bit of your pain.” She said to him.She made a shushing sound, sat down on one side of the bed and pulled down the blanket that covered him. Then she started to unbutton his bloodstained shirt. Revealing for each button his hairy muscular chest, and on his dog tag she could read his name: Kyle Shields. It fitted him, she thought. With his shirt completely unbuttoned, she started caressing his chest. This was something she always had wanted to do, to get this close to a man, to touch him, to make him enjoy. Kyle didn’t seem to have anything against it, he didn’t do any resistance anyway, but then again he was very weak. Still she continued. When she got as far as to the navel she unbuttoned his belt and noticed a small swelling beneath it. She smiled inside, Beatrice knew exactly what that was. She canlı casino put her hand on it, caressed it. She watched the swelling grow. And although it was a few millimeters of fabric between her hand and his cock, Kyle could feel it and made a small noise of groan, Beatrice hushed him. She looked around and saw that It was still quiet and calm in the big room. So she continued, pulled down his pants and underpants. And Wow! This was it, something she had never seen in reality before. The miracle that just by her hands, this was the result, she was intrigued. He had a much bigger erection than she had imagined men would have. She just had to continue even further now, she was excited and felt a throbbing sensation in her own body. She took his cock with her both hands, looked up on his face as if she hoped it would reveal something, but no of course it didn’t. So she frankly asked if she went too far. Kyle shaked his head, and said between heavy breath takes: “Please more”Beatrice smiled at that answer and started to jerk him off, going from slow to faster and faster. His breath got heavier, and he started to make a moaning sound. He knew he had to be more quiet, but couldn’t stop himself. It was close now, he felt it. And suddenly with a more loudly moaning he was cumming. The cum ended up here and there, on her dress, on his thighs and stomach. Beatrice jumped of the bed, grabbed a cloth and dried it up. She then pulled on his pants again. Kyle catched his breath.“Thanks Miss”, he said “It was…it was nice. It was a while ago I have had acquaintance with women. Whats you name?”“You can call me Nurse Beatrice, Mr Shields.”“I must tend to the other patients now. But I am always around” Beatrice told him.She then took his hands and brought them to her face, so that he could feel her, and have a sense of what she looked like. His fingers touched her lips, and when they did so, she took his hands away. Bended down and kissed him and then she walked away. A warmth was spreading in Kyles whole body. She would be the light in his darkness.