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As a carefree high school senior, Dylan was known for his athleticism, congeniality, and good looks. He had it all. He could have had any girl he wanted, of course, although he only dated Daisy McLaren. She was his sweetheart since their sophomore year. She loved Dylan as much as he loved her.They married soon after graduation in the summer of ’43. Their honeymoon year was cut short when things abruptly changed. Dylan found himself living in a new place wearing different clothes and he even had a title. He was now known as Private Dylan Heywood. He left for basic training at Ft. Bragg in November of that year.Daisy and Dylan made good use of the little time they had before he left for boot camp. Most of it was in bed. Daisy had made it clear when they got engaged that she wanted three kids, maybe more. Dylan smiled then said, “Well, no time like the present to get started,” so they practiced a lot before the wedding.Daisy hoped and prayed she would be pregnant before Dylan left for the Army. She urged him on, pleading for him to fill her with his seed. “Oh yes, cum in me! Cum deep in me. That’s it, that’s it, honey. I feel it cumming inside me. Ah, ah, ooh, that feels so good.”Despite all of their practice and round the clock fucking as newlyweds, Daisy wasn’t pregnant when Dylan boarded a train in late 1943 for North Carolina with war raging on two fronts. It was a scary time but when a guy is nineteen, it looks to him more like an exciting adventure. Anyway, he expected the war to end soon and be back home with Daisy in a few short months. After all, the Allies were beginning to make Hitler’s super race look more vulnerable with the Russian victory in Stalingrad and Allied victories in North Africa.Daisy wrote the very first day Dylan left for Ft. Bragg. It was short and to the point.Dear Private Kilroy, Daisy loved to give pet names to everyone and everything. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you!!!! xoxoxoxoxoxo She sealed it with lipstick kisses on the envelope. Dylan read it four days later and sat down to write back the following day.My Dear Darling Daisy,I got your letter. I miss you too. Things are much different here than I expected. First, it’s warm, even hot on some days. The drill sergeant is nasty. His name is Toby O’Brien. He yells a lot and called us a bunch of ugly good for nothin’ slugs and worse names. I guess he doesn’t like us. Anyway, they issued us uniforms and rifles and a helmet that fits tighter than your Fingal’s Cave. Tomorrow we go to the shooting range to learn how to kill Nazis or Japs. We don’t know which yet. I gotta run. Sergeant O’Brien is screaming at us to muster up at fourteen hundred in full uniform. I’m fine, don’t worry.Loving you forever,DylanDaisy wrote nearly every day. She wrote, Charlie Blankendorf comes by every kocaeli escort so often to see how I’m doing. He tried to enlist in the Navy but was rejected because of that football injury he got his senior year. You probably remember he was in traction for almost a month. I’m thinking of volunteering at the USO twice a week. Of course, I miss you so very much. Fingal feels deserted and lonely. I have to reassure her that Uncle Dan will come home soon. Sometimes I pet Pearl who misses you too. They both wish you were here.Dylan was a little slower writing letters. He apologized by saying, “Dearest Wife, It’s hard to get time to write. I thought football practice was hard but this is much much harder. I’ve lost ten pounds but made up for it in muscle. I’m a lean mean fighting machine. I don’t think you’d recognize me! One day I tried to be funny and showed up at roll call wearing earmuffs because my ears were ringing from O’Brien shouting at us. He’s even louder than Coach Randall at school. Everyone got the earmuff joke except for Sarg. ‘What are you wearing Private Heyweird?’ he yelled. I said the name is Heywood and told him my ears hurt. ‘Heyweird, it’s eighty degrees out here.’ I said my ears weren’t cold; they were ringing. That’s when he caught on and it earned me a week in latrine duty. I just hope the guys are better shots with their rifles than with their cocks pointed at the urinals.After six weeks of Sergeant O’Brien in basic training, Brian was ready to go home on leave before being shipped out. He was headed to England.Good news my dearest. I’m coming home for a couple of weeks before they send me to England for more training. Can you believe it, England? Like you’re mom always says, “For some, the birds sing.” They sure are singing for me going to England. I could have been sent straight off to Germany. Maybe I’ll get to see Big Ben and the changing of the guards in London. Dylan stepped off the train in full uniform a week later. Daisy hardly recognized him at first. After intense hugs and kisses, Daisy gushed, “My God Dylan, you look like a movie star!” Daisy thought he was the most handsome man in uniform she had seen since watching John Wayne in “Flying Tigers.””We gotta get you home so I can see what you’ve got under that uniform. I mean your new muscles of course.” They gave each other a salacious grin, then raced home into the bedroom to see who was going to lose their clothes first.It wasn’t but a moment later that Dylan scaled her Tetons with his hot mouth gorging on her hard and erect mountain peaks. Then Uncle Dan made a visit to Fingal’s Cave filling its cavern with cum that flowed like hot lava. “Goodness, Private Kilroy,” she giggled, “Uncle Dan seems is so much bigger than before you left. What have you been doing?””I suppose it’s because kocaeli escort bayan Dan and I worked out each night dreaming of your sweet lips, those beautiful Tetons, and of course, Fingal.”Dylan finished too soon for Daisy to gain all of the pleasures that she had desired but there were more days ahead for Dylan to satisfy her insatiable lust. With variations on the same theme, Daisy was satisfied many times over the next few days. Sometimes Pearl was polished to a glossy sheen and became so tumescent her clit was like one of Dylan’s childhood toy marbles. Playing with Daisy’s Pearl was much more fun. There were days when Daisy’s needs surpassed his. She had no limits while Dylan was only good for twice a day.Her Private Kilroy left for England soon after his leave ended, yet Daisy still wasn’t pregnant.Dylan wrote while on board the troopship. My Love, We’re on our way. I brought along a few thousand of my best friends. This ship is huge and it’s packed. I’ve only gotten seasick twice. Some guys spill their guts all day long. We should reach land in two days and it won’t be soon enough. There’s not much happening aboard the ship except to say everyone calls it called the “Grey Ghost.”. Someone said it was the Queen Mary. Anyway, I’m alright and will write more after we disembark. Love ya! DylanThe first letter Dylan received overseas was from his friend Charlie Blankendorf who wrote that Daisy had given him the address. Most of the letter was about mutual friends and how people were coping with the blackouts and rationing. He prayed that Dylan will stay safe.Daisy’s letter arrived the next day saying how much she missed him and how lonely it was without him. Darling, she wrote, it’s so hard to snuggle in our bed wishing you were next to me. I get so horny thinking about you. I hate being alone at night. Sometimes I suck my thumb like a baby thinking it is Uncle Dan in my mouth. He makes me so happy when you are here beside me. I just want you to be safe and come home soon to make love to me so I can tremble from the pleasures you provide.As the weeks passed, Daisy’s love letters began to slow to once a week or fewer. When he thought about it, Dylan understood that with hundreds of thousands of GI’s in Europe, mail could be slow or get lost. In her last letter, Daisy had written that she was doing some volunteer work at the USO and said that Charlie stopped by for dinner one night. We talked about the old times. He’s been dating a few women, even a widow but he hasn’t found ‘the one. He said you had already taken the best girl.Dylan wrote that he was billeted in Winchester with the 9th Infantry Division, a lovely town with lots of history and a fantastic cathedral. The people are nice and sometimes invite us to dinner. He mentioned that he’d been to London izmit escort to see the sights and even went to Soho which he described as a wild place. He didn’t go into details and didn’t mention the barmaid he shagged in back of a pub. The barmaid was twice his age with ordinary looks but her jubblies were irresistible. Dylan did write that he was learning new terms for British sex. “It’s kind of like a foreign language lesson,” he joked.His days were filled with intensive training keeping his thoughts more on the fight ahead than lost or forgotten letters. The men in his unit only could speculate about their mission. There was one distraction. Dylan was focused on a girl he met while at a dinner given by a local family. She was young, seventeen, a little naive and as lovely as a moonlit summer’s evening. Her name was Amelia. Dylan avoided the fact that he was married when he took her to bed in a shared apartment that he and his buddies had rented for their clandestine trysts.Amelia was an inexperienced lover. Her virgin pussy reminded him of the first time he and Daisy had sex in his parents’ Chevy Coupe. It was awkward at first but Amelia learned quickly beginning to enjoy Dylan’s cock inside her while discovering the many ways to pleasure her soldier.After a couple of weeks together, Amelia craved sex as much as Dylan. On an evening that the apartment wasn’t available, they fucked in Abbey Gardens, a five-minute walk from the cathedral. It was a chilly night not made for lengthy foreplay. She just raised her dress and spread her legs like a bird in flight. He pulled his pants past his knees and found the warm and wet receptive opening. His hands and face might have felt cold but not his hard and virile cock. It slid easily into Amelia’s young puffy twat, thrusting vigorously and deeply. Her arms hugged him around his neck. Her legs wound around his waist. Her cunt squeezed him as tightly as a carpenter’s vice. Amelia tried to muzzle her screams while experiencing her first orgasms but was only halfway successful. His cum came suddenly, forcefully and prodigiously. It surged deeply into the recesses of her tender pussy. She couldn’t hold back the cry that reverberated all the way to the cathedral. When they finished, both lovers lay breathlessly together in the grass for a few minutes. She was the first to speak. “That was good, Dylan, really good. I mean really great!” She tried to hold back her tears of joy until they fell like rain in a thunderstorm.*******Meanwhile back in the States, Daisy wasn’t idle making up for lost time next to a warm body. Her first lover was Charlie Blankendorf. He had made several passes at her over the first few months Daisy was alone. All were rejected until one Friday night they had a few drinks and she was uncomfortably horny. When he kissed her at the front door, she invited him into the bedroom. After fucking him the first time she said, “I love Dylan to death, Charlie, but women have their needs too. I just hope the two of us can keep this between us.”

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