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First I’ll tell you a little about me. My name is Kali, I’m eighteen years old, about 5’4” and 95lbs with dirty blonde hair down to the small of my back, I have powder blue eyes and my measurements are 32C-26-30.

This all happened last summer. I was at a military show with my parents (dad owns a WW2 Jeep) I won’t tell you which fair but let’s just say it’s big, really big. I always enjoy going because it’s hot, sunny and there’s lots of interesting stuff to look at and buy. It was on the first day, a Wednesday, the temperature was record breaking so I was just wearing bikini top and my camouflage miniskirt. I was wandering around the living history field, dominated by WW2 and Vietnam displays as usual with the odd unique display of a force like East German or Israeli Defence Force thrown in. I was standing in front of one of these displays (it was some Eastern-European country that had been in a nasty war in the nineties) taking some photos of the semi-ruined building they had put up when a hatch popped open on one of the tanks also on display. I looked round to see a god emerge out of the turret, he looked like he was in his mid 20s, slim built, with shoulder length brown hair, deep brown eyes, a neatly trimmed goatee beard and moustache. He smiled at me and my knees just went weak, “You can go into the house if you like,” he said, “Just make sure you ask before you pick up any of the guns.” I noticed he had a missing tooth but it just seemed to add to his rugged good looks. I realised I was staring at him but he didn’t seem to be weirded out, he just smiled right back at me.

I went into the house and started looking around, they had a large selection of weapons and a lot other little bits and pieces that really made the scene look authentic. I was crouching down looking at a rifle when I heard a voice say, “You can pick it up if you want to.” I stood up and turned round and was face to face with my god, close up he looked like he was poured into his uniform. It was unbuttoned down the front to reveal a lightly haired chest and he had his cap on at a jaunty angle that just made him look the very image of a romantic hero. He leant forward and picked up the rifle, brushing against me as he did so, the brief contact sending an electric shock up my spine. He handed it to me, I was surprised by the weight and was having a hard time holding it properly. “Do you need some help” he asked, I nodded affirmative and he moved round behind me he wrapped his arms around me and took hold of the rifle helping me to support it and pull it into my shoulder p!
roperly. He had his arms around me and his body was pressed against mine, I think if he hadn’t been supporting me I would have collapsed. I could feel my pussy begin to moisten, I had to get out of here, I was beginning to lose control. I turned to look him in the eye “I have to get back, my dad will be wondering where I’ve got to” I lied, my dad couldn’t care less were I was, he was probably off buying parts for his Jeep “I’ll see you later”.

I went back to our camp, my mother was lying out in front of my parent’s tent sunning herself, “You have a nice time sweety?” she asked, rolling over to do her back. “Yeah, got some great photos, I’m just going for a lie down, the heat is really starting to get to me.” “Ok darling, you do look rather hot and bothered.” Little did she know, I thought to myself. I climbed into my tent, the temperature inside made the sweat prickle out on my flesh. I lay down on my sleeping bag an slid my hand down my bikini bottoms, they were almost soaked through from my juices, I touched my clit gently, thinking of the boy I’d seen earlier. I imagined it was him touching me, making me writhe and gasp in pleasure, my orgasm came all to quickly. I lay there panting, a sheen of sweat covered me. I grabbed my towel and shower gel then climbed out of my tent, “I’m going for a shower mum.” “Ok, hurry back.” she replied “Your father and I would like to go to the beer tent early tonight.” After my shower I got back just as my father returned from the stalls with an arm full of parts to keep the Jeep running another year. I went to bed relatively early that night thinking about what I was going to do the next day I would go shopping around the stalls for some clothes and maybe wander around the living history field and ‘accidentally’ bump into that guy again.

I woke early on Thursday to a muggy morning, crawling out of my tent to see the last of the mist burn off, I stood up and stretched. After breakfast I went for a wander around the militaria stalls, I found a beautiful gold frogged jacket that fitted snugly over my chest and shoulders so I bought it, though it was far too hot and humid to wear that day it would look fantastic in the winter. I also got a pair of really nice Nazi jackboots. I wandered down to the arena to watch the tanks rolling around and saw the WW2 battle re-enactment. Once the explosions and shooting had stopped I decided to go and see if my boy was at his display. I walked over to where I had seen him before, the house was still there but the tanks were nowhere to be seen, in the arena crushing cars or something probably. I walked up to who I assumed was his group leader and asked after my sexual fantasy, alas I was told he was in his tent, resting after the heat had got to him the day before. I was going to have to wait until at least Friday to see him again. That night I laid down to sleep and wondered if he was interested in me or if he just saw me as another silly young girl. I slept fitfully and wondered if he really liked me or not.

I woke quite late on Friday morning to thunder and drizzle, I lay on top of my sleeping bag waiting for the rain to stop. I pondered how I was going to spend my day, the weather report said it was going to be showers all day so it would be muggy all day but not too sunny, I would swing round the living history field see if my guy was on his display. After the rain had stopped I went for a shower then got some breakfast, a cheeseburger, not the healthiest way to start the day but it filled me up, unfortunately not in the way I wanted my soldier boy to do. It was just after midday when the heavens opened and I got soaked, I had a white tee-shirt and my denim cut-offs on. I was on the living-history field and there was hardly any cover, I ran over to my boy’s display, as it was the only one with a roof. He was sat on top of one of the tanks, rain running off his steel helmet, when he saw me he smiled and I was more composed today and actually managed to smile back. He jumped down from the tank and came over to me, “I was hoping you’d come back,” he then took a jacket out of his backpack and handed it to me, “Ta” I thanked him, “I did actually drop by yesterday but you weren’t around.” The rain eased off and I reluctantly handed his jacket back. “Yesterday the heat really knocked me out so I had to lie down.” he told me, “I’m James by the way” he introduced himself extending his hand, “Kali” I replied, taking his hand in mine. “Are you going to the beer tent tonight?” he asked me “It’d be cool to see you there.” “I can come if you want” my parents had told me that morning that they wouldn’t be going tonight as they’d invited some of the neighbours over for a barbecue. “I shan’t bother going if you’re not gonna be there.” when he told me this I couldn’t help blushing. “I’ll see you down there later then” I said before blowing him a kiss and walking away wiggling my backside, I could feel his eyes on my body and I couldn’t help fantasising about what would happen that night.

I could hear the bass of the music playing in the beer tent as I headed towards it. I’d changed my clothes as soon as I got back to my tent and I was now wearing an above the knee skirt, a loose linen top and my sandals, I had no underwear on and it made me feel so lewd and naughty. Once I was in the tent I couldn’t see James anywhere there were so many people, I made my way to the bar and leant on it waiting for some service. I felt someone put their hands on my hips and lean forward to speak in my ear “What would you like to drink” James asked “Jack and Coke please” I said. After we got our drinks we moved to the dance floor, a quick number was playing and we just moved to the edge to enjoy our drinks and chat. I found out he was unemployed and had been interested in military history since he was ten years old, he was looking for a job that would put his knowledge to good use, maybe a museum or a consultant on films. I told him about my life, my dad’s Jeep obsession, how I was working as a waitress at a coffee shop in my gap year before college. I also mentioned that I’d just dumped my boyfriend because he’d beaten me up after getting drunk and I wasn’t going to deal with that. He told me how he couldn’t imagine how any man would raise his hand to the woman he claimed to love. A slow song came on and we’d just finished our drinks so he asked me if I wanted to dance, I nodded and taking my hand he led me to the dance floor. He placed his hands on the small of my back and I put mine on his shoulders, as the song progressed, his hands slid lower, to my bottom and I rested my head on his chest. The song was over far too quickly and another fast club tune started up, James leant close to me “Do you wanna get out of here and go for a walk?” he suggested, my heart rate leaped and my throat went dry. “I just need another drink and I’ll be right with you” I told him before going to the bar and ordering a double whiskey and downing it in one.

We left the tent and moving through the crowd of people began our walk. James put his arm round my waist as we walked around the arena, “I love it here,” he said, “it’s just so surreal, I love the vehicles, the atmosphere,” he looked into my eyes, finishing “and the people of course.” He leaned forward and kissed me gently, I just went limp, “Are you alright?” he asked, a worried look on his face, “I’m perfect,” I told him, “kiss me again.” James smiled, pulled me close and kissed me with a newfound passion, his tongue explored every corner of my mouth and I returned the favour. We broke our kiss after what seemed like hours but was more likely a matter of seconds. “Let’s go find somewhere more out of the way” I suggested, we walked from the edge of the arena to a small wooded area near by. As soon as we were out of sight he was on me like a rabid animal, biting my neck, hands running all over my body and I loved every second of it. He moved round behind me and gradually brought his hands up my sides, bringing them round to the front he slid them up under my bra and gently fondled my breasts. My nipples are extremely sensitive, as soon as he touched them they hardened and when he pinched them I just melted, my pussy juices flowed and I knew there was no way I could refuse him. When he put his hand up my skirt and felt my wet pussy with no panties to block access he stopped what he was doing and gave me a big grin. He gently massaged my pussy until I was moaning, then he oh so slowly slipped a finger inside. I hadn’t had sex since I dumped my boyfriend six weeks before, so I was a little tight but he gradually worked one finger into me, then a second, a third. By this time I had started shaking from the sensations running through my body. I tried to reach into his trousers and rub his cock which I could feel was larger than my ex-boyfriend’s but each time I got past his belt he removed my hand and whispered “You first” into my ear. It wasn’t long before I was on my back with his head between my thighs, my ex had never gone down on me, I felt his tongue running up and down my pussy, pausing every so often to suck on my clit. I was in a manic frenzy, pulling the hair of the beautiful boy who was eating me out, arching my back, I was lost in my own lust and the ecstasy I was experiencing. I came hard, it hit my like a brick wall travelling at 200mph, I groaned and felt my whole body go into spasm. Once my orgasm had subsided I realised James was lying down next to me, he was caressing my face tenderly, I looked into his gorgeous brown eyes and was just amazed how lucky I was to have found a boy like this. I sat up and rolled over, straddling him I unbuttoned his shirt and began to kiss and lick his chest, he let out a contented sigh and I carried on, gradually moving lower, once I had reached his trousers I began to loosen his belt and unbutton his fly. I hooked my hand into his boxers and removed one of the stiffest pricks I had ever seen. I softy began to jack him off. After a few minutes I noticed a small drop of precum ooze from the tip so I slowly extended my tongue and licked the bulbous head clean. I then wrapped my lips around his shaft and hearing him gasp began to suck his thick cock. He wove his fingers into my hair as I bobbed my head up and down, I could tell he was getting close so I slowed my pace and gradually stopped, he made a small-disappointed noise but I had other things in mind for him.

I stood and motioned for him to get to his feet too, he began to button his fly but I stopped him saying, “We’re not finished yet.” I bent over in front of him, slowly hoisting my skirt up over my back and presented my arse to him. I felt him reach out and give my left buttock a squeeze he then gave it a pat “That has got to be one of the most pert, well formed backsides I have ever seen,” he said. I felt him move up close behind me, I could feel the heat radiating from his swollen member as it inched closer to my pussy, then he began to sink in to me. “Just say when you want me to stop,” he said as he pushed deeper into me, it felt like he was splitting me open, don’t get me wrong, it felt great to be fucked after so long but James was a little larger than what I was used to. I winced, he stopped and backed up a few inches, “Am I hurting you?” he asked, “I can stop if I am.” This guy was just too sweet for words, “No, I’m ok,” I told him “just be gentle with me.” with that he resumed sliding that beautiful cock into me two inches in then one out, two inches in then one out, two inches in then one out. Pretty soon he was all the way inside me, it felt wonderful and his dick filled me up so completely inside. Placing his hands on my hips he started to withdraw he pulled out almost completely before pushing back in again, this time he bumped my cervix and I grunted in what can only be described as aching pleasure. He carried on like this for about fifteen minutes gradually quickening his pace, I put my hand between my legs and rubbed my clit, I could feel where he and I were joined. Erotic pleasure radiated from my crotch throughout my whole body, I could feel my second orgasm building deep in the pit of my stomach. James reached forward and grabbed a handful of my hair, pulling my head back and forcing me to arch my spine, the feeling was indescribable, he was just so far inside of me. “I’m gonna cum soon.” he told me, “do you want me to pull out?” a little alarm in my head went off, I wasn’t on the pill but that was soon drowned out by the overwhelming pleasure I was feeling, all I could do was grunt. With his free hand he reached round and began playing with my left nipple, I was so close to coming, James stopped and began to pull out, “Don’t stop,” I whimpered “I’m so close, you can’t stop now.” He slid back in and said, “If I don’t stop now I won’t be able to stop.” “I don’t care.” I almost screamed. With that he pounded back into me so hard and fast I was cumming within seconds, the spasms of my pussy must have been to much for me because he lurched forward and let out a noise that I can say sounded nothing sort of guttural. We remained like that, linked by our most intimate parts for several minutes while our orgasms subsided. Slowly James removed his dick from my well-fucked pussy, I could feel his cum running down my legs, and it made me wonder what damage we’d done. I stood up and cuddled with my new lover for a while before I checked my watch, it was almost 2am and I was starting to feel tired so I kissed James good night and began to make my way back to camp. “Will I see you tomorrow?” he called after me, I turned waved and said, “Of course you will.” When I finally lay down in my tent I felt the cummy mess between my legs and wondered about what tomorrow would bring.

It had taken me so long to get to sleep I didn’t wake until almost noon on Saturday. The night before came back to me in dribs and drabs, I remembered meeting with James, dancing, kissing and fucking. He came inside of me, it had felt wonderful, I needed a shower. It wasn’t as hot today as it had been the rest of the week so after I’d finished washing the dried semen off of my legs I changed into a pair of jeans and a tank top. I went to my sexy soldier’s display, he was out front on a deck chair, his rifle leaning up against the side. “Hey Kali,” he greeted me “you get back ok last night?” I plonked my self in his lap and gave him a big kiss on the cheek. “So what do you want to do tonight?” I asked. James looked up at the clouds in thought and replied “We could just sit around the fire if you feel like a quiet evening.” leaning forward to tighten my sandals I said “A quite night would be nice, we could just spend time together.”

As the afternoon turned to evening and the sun gradually went down, James went with one of his squad-mates to collect some firewood. Once he got back the fire was going I sat in his lap and we cuddled up watching the flames dance and writhe. We sat there drinking beer and sharing stories for a few hours. James started rubbing my shoulders, his rough hands feeling warm and sensuous against my skin, gently lifting my hair out of the way he began kissing down my neck. He knew just what to do to make me melt. I turned round slowly, bringing my mouth to his and closing my eyes I felt his tongue slip against mine in a kiss that I felt in my toes. We Kissed and caressed each other in the glow of the firelight for a while before I reached down, took James’ hand and led him towards his tent. Once we were inside we lay next to one another and as he looked into my eyes and brushed the hair from my face I saw a hint of sadness in his features. “What’s wrong?” I enquired, “Tomorr!
ow,” he told me, “You’ll go home, I’ll go home and we might never see each other again.” I moved closer to him and we kissed. “Well,” I told him, “you’d better makes sure I have something to remember you by.” Reaching into his half-open shirt my beautiful soldier removed a dog tag from round his neck and gave it to me. “Take this.” He said, pressing it into my hand. I slipped the precious memento of our magical time together into my jeans pocket. We lay there for a while just caressing and holding each other. Slowly I unbuttoned his shirt the rest of the way and slid it off his shoulders, he leaned over and pulled my tank top off over my head. The whole time we were running our fingertips over each other’s bodies, my skin was alive with sensuality, he undid my bra an my breasts were free. My nipples went very hard in the chill night air, and my sexy boy moved his head down and, locking his lips around the delicate bud of my right tit, started to suck. I moaned and began undoing his trousers, he lifted his head from my chest and lay back as I slid my hand into his boxers I felt his hard cock pulse with life against my palm. I slowly massaged him while undoing my jeans with my other hand. Once I’d undone the last button I pulled my jeans over my hips and off, James pulled the blanket over us as he pushed his trousers off too. He slid his hand into my soaking panties and slowly drew one of his fingers gently through the cleft in my pussy before slowly circling it around my clit, I gasped in pure ecstasy at pleasured by this tight-bodied angel in soldier form. I was gently writhing, my hand still on his cock, it felt thicker and longer than anything I could possibly imagine. I rolled over and straddled him, gently guiding the head of his cock to the entrance of my pussy and oh so slowly sitting down on it. I felt it spreading me open and looking down I could see James had his eyes closed and a contented look on his face. I slowly began to ride him, gently bouncing up and down on to of his stiff member, feeling his hands come to my hips and slowly trace the line from my waist up to the underside of my breasts. “You’re amazing,” he said as he opened his eyes and looked into mine, “your skin is flawless, your hair is like gossamer and you are fantastic at this...” As the last words came out of his mouth I contracted my kegel muscles and he arched his spine thrusting himself all the deeper into me. I rode him for what seemed like eternity, cumming so many times that I lost count. James sat up and we were face to face, I wrapped my legs around his waist and felt him plunge deeper that I thought possible, it felt like he’d actually pushed into my womb. It was an incredible feeling, I’d never been so filled. He wrapped his arms around me and placing his hands on my backside began to lift me up and down. The pressure began to build op in my belly and I knew I was going to have the most mind-numbing orgasm of my life. Suddenly it ripped through me like an atomic explosion, I gripped James’s shoulders with my nails as my body was wracked with convulsions. James held me close while my orgasm subsided. Once I was aware enough to remember where I was I loosened my grip and saw that my boy had bloody scratch marks on his shoulders and back. He gently started to bounced me in his lap again and we gradually got faster and faster. Before long the feeling began again and I could feel he was close to cumming again so I whispered into his ear, “Are you ready to cum?” he grunted “Yes.” I felt his dick get harder and swell inside of me then he groaned and unleash a torrent of cum straight up into my pussy, this was the what tipped me over the edge. When I came this time James sank his teeth into my shoulder and I could feel all his potent seed being sucked up into my belly. We sat like that for a few minutes, planting kisses on each other’s faces until we both lay down and I fell asleep in my new lover’s embrace.

My eyes fluttered open early on Sunday morning. I looked over and saw my soldier boy lying there still fast asleep, I moved closer to him and nuzzled into his neck. Waking up he put his arms around me and pulled me close. Planting a kiss on my forehead he said “Good morning beautiful” I lifted my face and gave him a kiss on the lips. We lay there together watching the sunrise over the trees, through the tent flap. It warmed up really quickly so we both rose and James started to make me breakfast, as he was working away at his little hotplate I came up behind him and gave him a hug. “Last night was wonderful.” I told him, “These last few days with you have been magical, I wish they didn’t have to end.”

After we’d both eaten I said I needed to get back to my parents to help them take down tents and clear up. Walking back to my pitch I glanced over my shoulder to see James’s group getting ready for their last day of displaying. When I got back to my tent I found my parents still fast asleep. So I sat down and enjoyed watching the campsite wake up around me. As I reclined in the deckchair I thought about the last couple of days and how fantastically alive it made me feel. My parents woke up and we had everything packed away in short order so I decided to go for a last wander around the stalls and drop by my cute soldier’s display to say my goodbyes. There wasn’t anything worth making a fuss over on any of the stalls so I went over to the display field and saw that most of the groups were packing up to go home. As I sauntered up to James’s group I caught his eye and he smiled at me, he was busy, taking down their display, so I walked over to him. “What can I do for you, pretty lady?” He said grinning down at me. “Will I get to see you again?” I asked, unable to keep the sorrow from my voice. Stopping what he was doing my beautiful fighter took my hands in his and looked me straight in the eyes. “I’m here every year,” he told me ”I know I’ll see you again because I gave you a little keepsake.” I smiled as he reminded me that I had one of his dog tags. I gave him a hug before turning to leave. “I won’t forget about you,” he said.

I spent the rest of the day watching the shows in the arena and waiting for my parents to get finished so we could go home. Just as I was getting into the car the heavens opened and with the Tanks and other armoured vehicles rumbling around the pathways quickly turned into a Somme-like morass. The car ride home was uneventful and when I got home I stripped off my clothes and stepped into the bathroom. I caught sight of myself in the mirror, I was grubby and my soft, downy pubic hair was a matted mess. Two weeks later I realised my period was a week late.

Fuck!
I thought.
I’ve been knocked up!

I was afraid and didn’t know what to do. After I’d cried for a couple of hours I rationalised to myself that I should wait until next month to see if I really was pregnant before I made any big decisions. Next month rolled around and guess what. No period. I didn’t tell my parents because I’m 18 years old and should be able to look after myself. The only comfort I got during this time came when my mother washed my jeans and found the dog tag James had given me. I clutched it like a lucky talisman and even spent the night with it under my pillow. When I inspected it more closely I realised that it had a phone number stamped onto it. I agonised over whether to call or not the whole first term of college. After 6 months the jacket I bought at the fair hadn’t fit me for some time and I knew I was too far along to do anything. I realised I had nothing to lose in calling. When I heard his voice again I melted and told him everything. He told me he now had a well paying job and if I needed anything he’d get it for me. “I’m going to need a father for my baby.” I told him. “I am going to be out of the country working on a film until the next show but I can send you money.” he told me. This made me feel a lot better and I knew I’d be seeing him again. Now that I’d told him I relaxed and started to enjoy my pregnancy. I realised I was getting a lot more male attention than I did before and my sex-life benefited no end. My sexy soldier called me every week to see how I was doing and how the pregnancy was progressing. He really helped me through some hard times and told me he’d visit just as soon as he got back into the country. When I went into labor I had both my parents supporting me and was rewarded after fifteen hours with a perfect little boy I chose to name Daniel, I called James right afterward so he could say hello to our son. He was overjoyed. A few days later a package arrived containing a stuffed toy, a little camouflage jacket and cheque for £3000.

Well now it’s summer again and baby Daniel is three months old with eyes just like his father’s. We’re getting ready to go to a military show with my parents, I won’t tell you which fair but let’s just say it’s big, really big…