0 comments/ 18320 views/ 9 favorites Lovers of War By: sexygirl76 Chapter 1 Our story takes place in the distant future. 2175 to be exact and the US is ravaged with war. The president accidentally insulted the chancellor of Germany so they retaliated by bombing us. Not a pretty sight. In a small town in Missouri, a small town named Nowhere, 19 year old Emily sat at her parents kitchen table watching as the snow fell lightly outside the window. Emily is your normal 19 year old with decent looks. She's 5'10 and full figured but her height helps make her look slimmer then she is. Her shoulder length dark brown hair is currently pulled back in a ponytail while her green eyes watch the snow. Emily sits at the table, drinking a cup of hot chocolate while she listens to the news reports of the war going on around the country. Luckily it hasn't hit them yet. Suddenly there is a knock at the door. Standing up, she walks down the hall to answer it. "Well hello there." She says with a smile as her boyfriend Nathan walks into the house. Emily has been in love with Nathan since she was in grade school. At 5'11", 175lbs with black hair and black eyes, Nathan is 4 years her senior. He also has a very nice 8 inch cock that she loves to have sliding in and out of her pussy. "Hello to you, darling." He replied pulling her into his arms as he lowered his mouth to hers. Emily accepted his kiss even though his lips were cold from the outside as she molds her body against his, wrapping her arms up around his neck. "Your parents home?" he asked huskily keeping his arms around her. Emily nodded. "Yea, they're in the living room watching the news." Nathan's mouth lowered into a pout. "Damn, I am so horny for your body." He brought his hand up, cupping her breast through her sweater. "I have been thinking of fucking you all day." Emily moaned as he caressed her breast. "We can go up to the old cabin. Outside of town, mom and dad don't use it much anymore." He smiled as he kissed her hard. "Get your coat honey." Emily ran into her bedroom, grabbing her coat and purse. She stopped in the living room long enough to tell her parents she was going out then followed Nathan out to his motorcycle. 10 minutes later, Nathan parked his motorcycle outside the old cabin. It was far enough from town that they wouldn't be disturbed but close enough that if they needed to get back quick they could. They were barely inside the 3 room cabin when they started tearing at each others clothes. By the time Emily fell back on the queen sized bed, she was naked and her pussy was leaking its juices like there was no tomorrow. "Fuck me baby." She purred as she felt Nathan move over her. He chuckled as he kissed her softly; letting his hands move slowly over her body. "Relax honey, no one is gonna bother us here. We've got all afternoon." Emily whimpered in need as he lowered his mouth to her breast. Leaving open mouth kisses all over her tender flesh but avoiding the area she needed to be touched most. His hands meanwhile, cupped her ass pulling her hard against his length, letting her feel how hot he was for her. Emily rubbed her pussy up and down over his length as she cried out in frustration. Her hands moved to his head, trying to get him to suck on her nipple. "Please Nathan." She begged. Nathan moaned as she rubbed herself against him then needing to taste her, he took her nipple into his mouth, sucking deeply on it. His teeth grazed at her flesh, making her shiver. "Oh baby. Yes." She moaned humping harder against him. "I need to cum so bad." Not taking his mouth from her breast, Nathan reached between them and guided his cock to her entrance. He rubbed it against her a couple of times then suddenly slammed into her. "Fuck..." She cried at his sudden invasion into her body. Her cry turned to a purr as he slowly moved inside her. "Fuck me baby." She moaned lifting against his slow thrusts. "Oh honey, I love how you feel around me." He groaned against her chest as he thrust into her. "Your pussy feels so good." He sped up his thrusts just a bit then slowed them down again making her cry out. "Honey please." Nathan chuckled as he lifted his face to hers, kissing her softly even as he kept his strokes long and slow. "What do you want baby? Do you want me to fuck you hard?" He demonstrated this by slamming hard into her making her shriek with pleasure as she clung to him. "Or do you want me to pull out altogether?" He pulled out of her, making her claw at him until he entered her again. Emily was breathing hard, her pussy heated up with lust. She was so close to cumming and he was playing his games. She hated it when he did this. He would torture her with his body until she was begging him to make her cum. She thrust her pussy hard against him when he slid into her. "I want you to make me cum damn't." She hissed through her teeth. Nathan's body shook with laughter as he looked at her. "I love you sweetheart." Then before she could protest or do anything, he pulled out of her once again. "Please don't tease me Nathan. I am so hot." She begged as he sat down on the bed beside her running his hands over her body. "Hm...I know." He said with a smile. His hand moved down between her legs, teasing her clit. Emily cried out and humped against his hand but he just pulled it away. "You are a bastard." She growled looking at him. Nathan chuckled again; he let his hand graze her pussy again while he teased her clit. "I know, but you love me." She groaned when he let a finger slide into her wet pussy. "I do...God help me I do." She pressed against his probing finger as he slowly fingered her. "Please baby. Make me cum." Nathan lowered his mouth to hers, kissing her hard as he added two fingers to his one inside her and rammed them hard in and out while his thumb caressed her clit. "Mmmmmmm... Yes...." She panted against his mouth as she thrust her body furiously against his probing hand. "Finger me baby. Make me cum all over your hand." Nathan tangled his hand in her hair, pulling it from the ponytail as he held her face tight against his. His kiss was almost bruising as he continued to finger her ruthlessly. "Cum for daddy bitch." He growled against her mouth as his fingers flew in and out of her. Emily was crying and screaming in need as she humped herself recklessly against him. "Oh fuck Me...I'm cummmmiinnnngggg..." she screamed coating his thrusting fingers with her juices. Nathan kept his fingers buried inside her, moaning as her pussy tightened around him. "Oh yea...Give me your juices sweetheart." He pulled his mouth from hers and drove his face between her legs. He replaced his fingers with his tongue, driving it far inside her. "Yesssssssssssssssssssssssss....Eat me." She screamed when she felt his tongue slide into her. She pushed hard against his face as he tongue fucked her. "I'm gonna cum again. Eat me." Nathan lay down on his side with his upper body over hers as he sucked at her pussy. He rammed his tongue into her slit while his hands pulled hard at her clit. Emily was screaming in pleasure. Reaching out, she pulled his hard cock to her face, taking it into her mouth. She sucked greedily at it hearing him moan. "Eat my cock baby. Take it in your fucking throat." Nathan growled against her pussy as he lifted his body so he was lying on top of her. He continued to love her pussy with his mouth as he slammed his cock deep into her sucking mouth. Emily moaned loudly against his cock as she let him fuck her face. Her tongue whipped over him while she pushed him into her throat, massaging him with her muscles. She heard Nathan's strangled cry and pulled back enough that when the first shot went streaming into her mouth, she was able to taste it before swallowing quickly. Meanwhile, Nathan was driving her pussy into frenzy. His teeth were biting on her clit while he slammed four fingers deep inside her. She screamed around his shooting cock as she came once again. After he came, Nathan laid down beside her, taking her trembling body into his arms. "I love you baby. I really do." He said softly against her hair. Emily wrapped her arms tightly around him as she rested her head against his chest. "I love you to. I have since 4th grade." Nathan lifted her face until she was looking into his eyes. "Will you marry me?" She looked at him in surprise. "Really?" He nodded. "I want to spend the rest the rest of my life with you Emily. I love you more then life itself. I mean I don't make much working at the mill but I can make you happy." Tears filled her eyes as she looked at him. "Yes...Oh yes..." She pressed her body tightly against his as she brought his lips to hers. When he pushed her onto her back, bringing himself over her, she spread her legs giving him complete access to her body. Nathan entered her smoothly, keeping his thrusts long but slow as he made love to her. "I love you baby. I will spend the rest of my life proving just how much I love you." Emily wrapped her arms around his neck as she lifted her body against his thrusts. "I love you Nathan. I will make you a good wife, I promise." The young lovers were so involved in their passionate lovemaking that they didn't hear the first bomb fall not far away. Their bodies were rocking together powerfully in the ancient dance as they both sought release from each other. Nathan slammed hard into her crying out her name as Emily dug her nails into his back screaming his name and begging for him to fuck her. They both reached the peak together, each screaming out their love when they heard the second bomb. It was so loud that it shook the small cabin. "What the hell was that?" Emily asked looking up into Nathan's eyes. Nathan turned his head, listening for more noises. "I don't know." He turned back to her as he pulled suddenly out of her body and started grabbing his clothes. "What are you doing?" She asked sitting up as she watched him dress. He looked at her as he pulled his sweater on over his head then sat down on the bed to pull on his boots. "I'm gonna go back to town. Make sure everything is okay." Emily jumped out of bed and started grabbing her own clothes. "I'm going with you." Nathan pulled her tightly into his arms as he looked into her eyes. "No...I want you to stay here where it's safe. I shouldn't be more then an hour or so. I will come back for you." Tears of fear filled her eyes. "But..." Nathan shook his head. "No buts. I want you to stay here where it's safe. Promise me Emily." She wanted to refuse. She wanted to go with him. She was afraid, not only for herself and Nathan but for her parents and friends. "Promise me." He urged shaking her lightly. Reluctantly she nodded. "I promise." He hugged her close, kissed her quickly then pulled away. "I love you. I'll be back soon." Then he pulled on his coat and left the cabin. She walked naked to the window, watching him fire up his motorcycle then roll down the hill. Afraid and alone, she walked back to the bed. Curling up with a pillow, she waited. Chapter 2 Many hours later, Emily was frantic. She had gotten dressed and started a fire in the fire pit. The sun was lowering over the trees and still there was no sign of Nathan. She paced the room, her boots making little noise on the hardwood floor. Finally she came to a decision. Grabbing her father's rifle and ammo, she pulled on her coat, and then left the cabin heading back to town. The sight she found devastated her. The town was in ruins. There were bodies everywhere. Several buildings were still burning. She walked quietly through the town, stopping when she found the body of someone she knew. She found Nathan's body just outside the hardware store. He was face down with blood running down his face and a huge piece of shrapnel sticking out of his back. She kneeled beside him cuddling his head in her lap as she cried. "Why did you have to come back?" She cried stroking his face. She held him for a couple of minutes, and then moved on through town, looking for survivors. She found her parents holding each other outside her house. Their bodies so burned she almost didn't recognize them. Again she mourned then moved on. She was at the far end of town when she found what was left of the ruined airplane and heard a moan coming from the right by a burned out building. Making sure the rifle was loaded, she moved slowly towards the sound. There was a man lying on the ground clutching his right leg that had a long piece of the plane sticking out of it. Emily guessed him to be around 6' and maybe 190 lbs. His reddish blonde hair was caked with blood from a wound just above his forehead. His hazel eyes were clouded with pain. When he heard her walk up, he lifted his eyes warily. "Wer sind Sie? " He asked looking at her. "Say what?" She asked pointing the rifle at his chest. He lifted his hands in surrender as he looked into her eyes. "I asked who you are." He said in English with a thick German accent. Emily cocked the rifle when she heard his accent. He was the enemy. The ones who started this war. "My name is Emily and I used to live in the town you just destroyed." The man kept his eyes on hers; slowly he lowered his hands back to his leg, holding it tenderly. "I'm sorry. I am a soldier. When I am given an order, I follow it. I was ordered to bomb the town, so I did. If you want to kill me in revenge I will understand." Emily's finger shook on the trigger. A part of her was screaming to kill him, make him pay for taking everything she loved away from her. As she looked into his pain racked eyes, she knew she couldn't do it. She couldn't willingly take another life. She took her finger off the trigger but didn't lower the gun. "What's your name?" The man looked up in surprise. "Fritz...My name is Fritz." She nodded. "If I lower this, are you going to kill me?" His smile was more of a grimace then a smile. "Look, I don't trust you anymore then you trust me. As far as I am concerned you are my enemy as much as I am yours. But right now I am in pain and the last thought in my mind is killing anybody." She looked at him for a minute then slowly lowered the gun. "Why were you ordered to blow up the town?" She asked as she knelt down by his leg. He sighed. "They didn't tell me. All I know is that this town was considered a threat. So it was meant to be destroyed. Like I said, I just followed orders." Emily set the rifle on the ground next to her as she moved her hand gently to his leg. He stiffened up when she touched him. "I'm not going to hurt you. But we have to get the shrapnel out to see how bad the damage is." She said looking into his pain filled eyes. His eyes were full of wariness as he looked at her. He was in pain, she was willing to help, but he wondered at what price. "What do you want?" he asked suddenly. She lifted her eyes to his. "I want to help you." "Why?" She chuckled darkly. "Beats the hell out of me. You killed my family and friends." She looked down at the snow covered with his blood. "I would love nothing more then to shoot you or just leave you here to die." She lifted her gaze back to his. "But like it or not, we need each other." He laughed. "I don't need you." She sat back on her ankles. "Oh really, so you plan on pulling out the metal in your leg, then getting up and walking the 50 or so miles to the nearest town. Yea right, you would be dead within two days." He looked at her warily again. "50 miles?" She nodded. "Ouch." "Yea...Tell me about it. So are you going to let me help you or not? Because unfortunately we need each other if we are going to survive." Fritz's eyes moved over her. Even though she was bundled up against the cold, he could tell she had a decent body. He felt his cock start to rise in his cammies but a shot of pain in his leg softened it quickly. He sighed, then releasing his leg, leaned back on his hands. "As much as I hate to admit it, you are right. I am stuck here. At least for now. I would appreciate it if you would help me." While Fritz had been checking her out, she let her own eyes move over his body. He was a bit taller then Nathan and a bit bigger in the body but her pussy seemed to like what she saw because it started strumming with need. "All I want to do is help you." She said looking back into his eyes even as the thought of him fucking her ran through her mind. He nodded solemnly never taking his eyes from hers. Emily pulled off her sweater revealing a bra holding her breasts in place. When she pulled it off, Fritz sucked in his breath as her breasts sprung free. Emily didn't notice, she was to busy wrapping her bra tightly around his wounded leg. When he reached up and cupped her breast with his hand, she looked at him. "You have beautiful breasts." He said softly caressing them with his hand. Emily sat there frozen. The cold was forgotten as he caressed her skin with his fingers. "I...I..." She was startled when he suddenly sat forward, taking her nipple between his lips. "Oh my." She moaned as he suckled at her breast. His leg was forgotten as he loved her breast with his mouth. He nibbled at her with his teeth then loved her nipple with his tongue. Emily moaned as she pressed herself against him and wrapped her arms around his head. "Oh...that feels so good." She was startled when she felt his hand move down over her stomach to rest at the opening of her jeans. Fritz lifted his eyes to hers as he pulled her jeans open then slowly slid his hand inside. Emily started breathing heavily as she felt him move down towards her pussy. "OH god." She moaned when his cold hand touched her flesh. "So warm." He moaned against her breast as he moved his hand down between her lower lips, spreading them open and lightly touching her clit. "Ooooohhhhh..." She moaned lifting her hips against his hand. "We can't do this. I need to help you." Fritz moved his face over her breast as he let his finger drift down to her love hole. "You are so wet. Let me taste you." He murmured ignoring her words. Emily squeaked when she was suddenly lifted up to her hands and knees. He lifted her body over his face as he lowered her pants and panties down over her hips exposing her pussy to his gaze. "Beautiful." He murmured bringing her over him until her pussy was resting against his face. "Fritz....I need to...Oh god." She moaned when he suddenly ran his tongue over her clit. "My leg isn't going anywhere." He said against her flesh. "I need to taste you. You taste just like honey." He ran his tongue over her clit again while he snaked a finger inside her. "Oh...Ugh...Yes..." She moaned as she pushed her pussy against him. "Feels so good." Fritz kept her body against his face, his tongue moving all over her as he reached his hand down over his own body and grabbed the metal sticking out of his leg. He nibbled at her clit, hearing her moan as with a major pull he ripped the metal from his flesh. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH..." He screamed into her snatch. Emily who had her eyes closed, enjoying his mouth on her body opened her eyes wide as she looked over her shoulder. His leg was spitting blood out of the wound but it wasn't a gush thanks to her bra holding it in place. She moved quickly off his face, pulling her clothes up as she looked into his pain wracked eyes. "Why did you do that? I was going to help you." Fritz was breathing hard as pain shot through his leg. "Believe me, you did." He grimaced as he gripped his leg. "I needed something to distract me from the pain." He leered at her. "Although I did like eating your pussy and wouldn't mind finishing what I started." Emily looked at him in surprise. It was obvious from the pain on his face that he was hurting and he wanted to have sex with her. "Why don't we put a hold on that and get you someplace warm so I can see what I can do with that leg." Lovers of War He nodded. "Okay, any ideas? I don't think I can walk." She thought about it for a minute. "Don't move; I'll be right back." She picked up the rifle then headed back into the burned out town. "Believe me, I'm not going anywhere." he groaned as he watched her walk away. She moved over to the burned out hardware store. Along what was left of the back wall was a wheelbarrow still in pretty good condition. She pulled it away from the wall, then moved back through town trying to find things she might need. She stopped by the pharmacy, grabbing medications that hadn't been charred in the explosion. Then she went to the small market and stocked up on groceries that she could cook over an open fire as well as wood and more blankets. By the time she got back to Fritz, the wheelbarrow was full of supplies. "I hope you don't plan to move those and me at the same time." He said with a laugh. Emily snorted. "Hardly, You are gonna help me push this thing up my parents cabin." He looked at her. "How? I don't think I can walk." She helped him to his feet. When his wounded leg started to buckle, she pushed him onto the wheelbarrow. "We are both gonna have to work together. I know your one leg doesn't want to work but maybe with your good leg and mine, we can do something." Fritz leaned heavily against the wheelbarrow, shots of pain shooting through his leg. "How far away is this cabin?" Emily looked up at the dark sky. She wished she had a watch but figured it was probably around 9 or 10. "Well, it is about a half mile out of town up in the mountains." Fritz groaned. "I know but if we stay out here we'll freeze." He looked at her in the moonlight. She had pulled her sweater and coat back on but he could tell she was cold. "Alright, let's do it then." The trek was slow; they had to stop every few minutes for Fritz to rest because his leg was throbbing so badly. After about an hour, he was sure they were going to die before they ever got to the cabin. Fritz slumped down in the snow, clutching his leg which had started bleeding profusely. "I can't make it. My leg is on fire." Emily crouched down beside him. She tightened her bra around his wound, trying to slow down the flow. "We're almost there. Just a few more feet, I can see the cabin from here." Fritz looked around the wheelbarrow. Maybe 10 feet in front of them, the cabin stood dark. He lifted his eyes to hers. "I can't do it Emily." Reaching out, she touched his face. "You have to. I can't make it alone, I need help. We need each other to survive Fritz. If you die, then I probably will to." Fritz closed his eyes, holding her hand against his face. He took a deep breath as pain shot through his leg. "I'm in pain, I'm tired." He leaned his head back against the wheelbarrow as he closed his eyes. Emily clutched his hand in hers. "Come on Fritz. Don't quit on me now. We are so close. When we get to the cabin, I can give you something for the pain and make some food. But I can't do this on my own." He lifted his pain filled eyes to hers. "Why do you care so much about the man who took everything you know and love away from you?" She was startled by the question. "Because you were following orders. And our countries may be at war but that doesn't mean we have to be. We are just two human beings trying to survive a war Fritz. And if either one of us want to survive, we need to rely on each other." He looked into her eyes, and then cupping the back of her head, brought her lips to his. The kiss was soft and gentle. He didn't try to push his tongue into her mouth. He just held her against him as his lips brushed hers. "I'm willing to survive if you are." He said softly when he pulled away. She smiled at him. "I want to survive." He smiled back at her. "Me to." She helped him stand up then between the two of them; they managed to get the wheelbarrow to the cabin door. By the time they got it there, Fritz was pretty much worn out. Emily helped him into the cabin and over to the bed, then went back to get the supplies. By the time she had a meal cooked and a roaring fire in the fireplace, Fritz was sound asleep. The aspirin she had given him had knocked him out. She watched him sleep for a few minutes then went back into the other room. She put the food away on the shelves then sat looking out the window for a while wondering how her enemy had suddenly become her friend. Chapter 3 Emily awoke to a warm mouth caressing her breasts while two fingers slid in and out of her pussy. At first she thought it was Nathan but when what happened yesterday hit her, she opened her eyes in surprise. When she had come to bed last night, she had stripped out of her clothes because they were wet and coated with Fritz's blood. She opened her eyes to see Fritz lying on his side beside her. His mouth was moving over her breast while his fingers worked at her pussy making her hot as hell. "Oh god...Fritz." She moaned as he moved his fingers faster inside her. Fritz didn't say anything; he just moved his body carefully so he was lying with his face against her snatch. His wounded leg spread out in front of him. "Fritz...Your leg..." She protested even as he lowered his mouth to her hot snatch. At the first touch of his tongue, she forgot all about his leg. "Oh god...yes..." She cried as he flicked his tongue rapidly over her clit. "You taste so good Emily." He moaned against her as he slid three fingers into her eager hole and started sliding them slowly in and out. "You taste like honey on my tongue." He moved his tongue slowly over her flesh making her scream in pleasure as she bucked up against him. "Eat me Fritz...Make me cum...Please, make me cum" She begged running her fingers through his hair. He moved just a bit, moving his wounded leg out of the way as he moved his mouth down further between her legs. When she spread her legs wider, giving him access to her body, he moaned. Yesterday she was his enemy, today she was his lover. He hated to think about what she would be tomorrow. He watched his fingers moving slowly in and out of her and listened to her purrs of delight. When he pulled his fingers from her eager body, she whimpered in dismay, and then shrieked when he replaced them with his tongue. He held her legs spread wide as he speared her with his tongue. He drove it deep inside her before pulling out to drive into her again. "Fuck...Yes...Tonguefuck me..." She screamed humping her body against him as she held his head tightly against her snatch. Fritz closed his eyes as he tonguefucked her. His tongue drove deep into her. He licked at her insides making her quiver. Her breathing was ragged but he just kept pleasuring her. Listening to her mewls. He ran one hand up over her clit, which was peeking from its hood while his other hand moved down her body until he was teasing her asshole. "Ever had anything up there darling?" he asked against her pussy. Emily was riding a sexual high. Her body was screaming with need. She was so close to cumming that her breaths were coming out in pants. "Um...No..." she whimpered when she felt his finger against her asshole. "Nobody has ever fucked me there." Fritz pulled his face away from her pussy, making her cry out in frustration. "Please, I'm so hot." She begged. He lifted his eyes to her passion glazed ones. "Don't worry baby. I'm gonna get you off." He cupped her breast, squeezing it gently as he slid his finger into her pussy. He fingered her a couple of times to her delight then pulled his hand from her body. "Fuck..." She screamed when she was once again denied. Her cry of frustration turned into a squeal of joy when he started slamming his tongue into her while pulling at her clit. "Yes...Tongue me..." She screamed humping against his face again. While he kept his tongue deep inside her, he teased his pussy juice coated finger against her asshole. Emily sucked in her breath suddenly when she felt him slide it into her. "Oh my..." she moaned as he pushed into the first knuckle. Fritz lifted his head from her pussy again as he slowly worked his finger in her ass. "You like that?" he asked huskily Emily looked at him wide eyed. Her pussy was forgotten as she felt him reaming her ass. "I don't know. It feels so strange." He pulled his finger out of her, wet it in her pussy again then pushed it slowly back into her virgin hole. This time he buried his finger completely inside her. "Ooooohhhhh..." She moaned closing her eyes as he slowly fingered her asshole. "It feels so good." Fritz chuckled as he lowered his face to her snatch again. Keeping his finger moving in her ass, he slammed his tongue back into her slit while he pulled at her clit. Between his tongue, his finger on her clit and his finger in her ass, Emily's body was going into over drive. She screamed in pleasure as he reamed two of her holes. Her body was bouncing on the bed as she humped wildly against him. "Oh fuck...I'm cummmmiinnnngggg..." She screamed suddenly flooding his mouth with her juices. Fritz kept moving his finger inside her as he licked up her juices. He dug his tongue far into her until he had it all then slowly pulled his body away from hers. His leg was throbbing as well as his cock but from the look of satisfaction on her face, he knew she was worth it. He couldn't hold back the groan of pain however when he moved his body so he was lying beside her on his back on the bed. Emily lifting her eyes looked at him in concern. "Do you need some more aspirin?" Fritz's eyes were closed as pain shot through his leg. "Wouldn't hurt." When they got in the cabin last night, Emily had ripped his pants around his wound and bandaged it up. Luckily it hadn't bled through the bandage yet, but Emily knew she would have to change it soon. Ignoring her nakedness, she walked into the bathroom her parents had put in and brought back a couple of aspirin as well as a small cup of water. Fritz took the aspirin then lay back with his eyes closed. "Thanks darling. That should take care of one of my pains." "Where else..?" Emily started to ask when her eyes moved to his crotch. His cock was pressing hard against his pants. "Oh..." Emily moved back onto the bed beside him, never taking her eyes off the crotch of his pants. "You can't...I mean with your wound...?" Fritz opened his eyes. "No...but believe me I would love to. I might be able to if you ride him but that's about it. I can't give you a real fucking right now." He slowly closed his eyes as the aspirin started to take affect and the pain in his leg lessened. He opened his eyes when he felt her open his pants. "Darling, you don't have to..." Emily had been pulling his pants and underwear down to expose his cock when she stopped to look into his eyes. "Yes I do. You made me feel good. I want to return the favor." When Fritz's cock sprung free, Emily looked at it in amazement. He had to be at least 11 inches in length and 1 and a half inches in diameter. "Oh my." Fritz just chuckled. She sat there a minute, and then wrapped her hand around him. Not surprised she couldn't go all the way around. She thought about sucking him off, but her pussy started leaking like crazy at the thought of him being inside her. "If I hurt you, tell me." She said softly as she moved over him. "Emily what...?" he started to ask as he watched her poise herself over him. "Emily you don't have to...Oh god." He groaned when she moved her body down taking him inside her slowly. "Oh Emily...Baby..." He moaned lifting his hips to meet her until he was buried inside her completely. "Oh...You're so big..." She whimpered as her pussy stretched to accommodate him. She started to lift herself but he just grasped her hips holding her tightly against him. "Give yourself a chance to get used to it." He said softly. She nodded, resting her hands on his stomach as she held him buried deep inside her. "I've never had one so big." She said in awe. She felt her muscles stretching around him and heard him groan as she massaged his cock. "Okay...Move now." He said raggedly. She lifted her eyes to his as she slowly raised her body over him. He moaned deep in his throat as he felt her leave him. When she had just his head buried inside her, she slowly moved back down over him. "Oh, that feels so good." She cried moving her body up and down over him. "Oh god...Ride me...I love your pussy." He groaned as he closed his eyes while he kept his hands on her hips, moving her over him. "Fritz..." She groaned, his name little more then a sigh." She lowered her upper body over him until she was able to bring her lips to his. He accepted her kiss while slowly bucking up with his hips, burying himself deep inside her. She felt him thrusting into her and put her hand on his leg as she pulled her face from his. "Let me do it, you'll reopen your wound." His eyes were glazed with desire as he forced himself to lie still while she rode him. She rotated her hips, letting him touch all of her pussy. "Fuck...So good." He growled tightening his hands on her hips as he forced her hard down over him. "Fritz...Fuck me." She screamed bouncing harder on him as she pulled him deep inside her. She knew this was wrong, he was her enemy. He took all she loved away from her yesterday, but as she rode her pussy over his hard cock, she didn't care. She wanted him to fuck her. She pulled at his nipples, as she slammed her body hard against him. Fritz was crying out as her pussy milked at his cock. "Cum baby...Oh god...Cum." He whimpered trying to hold back his own orgasm as she rode him. Emily opened her eyes to look at him. She could see that he was trying to hold back and it filled her with power. She suddenly had power of him and she liked it. She tightened her muscles around him making him cry out in pain and pleasure. "Oh fuck...What are you doing to me?" She just smiled as she continued to fuck him. "I'm using you for my own pleasure." He opened his eyes and narrowed his. "I don't think so." Before she could react, he threw her off his body then landed on top of her. "I'm no woman's sex slave Emily. If you want to remain enemies, that is fine, but you aren't going to use my body to punish me for killing your family." Emily felt a tremor of fear. She didn't know this man. All she knew is he was supposed to be her enemy. She struggled under him as he held her down with his body. "You're going to reopen your wound." She cried pushing against him. "Fuck my wound." He growled. He forced her legs apart and slammed forcefully into her. "AAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHH..." She screamed as he tore into her. Her juices protected a bit against his invasion but she hadn't completely accepted his size before. His hard thrusts into her body made her feel like he was ripping her apart from the inside out. "Fritz...Please...Not like this." She begged as he hammered her pussy with his hard cock. He stopped moving but held himself buried inside her. Reaching out, he grasped both of her hands, holding them above her head. "How would you like it Emily? Would you like me to tell you I love you?" His voice was full of scorn but she wondered if it was directed at her or at himself. He pulled himself forcefully out of her but still lay over her trapping her body below his as he reached onto the floor for her clothes. "What are you going to do?" She asked, with a tremor in her voice. He released her hands, while moving over her until he was sitting on her stomach. He ripped her shirt into strips then grabbing one of her hands, tied it to the bar in the headboard. "You reminded me that we are enemies Emily. If that is the case, then you are my prisoner." She pulled at restraint on her wrist while he grabbed her other one. "Who is going to help you if you leave me tied up?" She asked pulling against the restraints. She had to admit he was good at tying knots. Not matter how hard she pulled, she couldn't free her hands. When Fritz was satisfied she wasn't going anywhere, he tore another strip of the material and wrapped it around her mouth. "You think I've never been wounded before? I've healed fine on my own before, I don't need your help or anyone's." Once she was bound and gagged, he moved off of her off the bed, his wounded leg started to buckle under him so he grabbed at the bed to stay on his feet. His pants fell loosely to the floor so he stood there completely naked. He moved his eyes over her naked body, and then threw a sheet over her. "Don't go anywhere. I have to figure out what I am going to do." Then he limped out of the room, closing the door silently behind him. Emily pulled at the bonds around her wrists as tears streamed down her cheeks. How could she have been so stupid? He killed her family and friends; he was probably going to kill her. She stopped pulling when her wrists started hurting. Instead she laid there staring at the ceiling, silent tears streaming down her cheeks. Fritz made his way over to the couch in the other room and collapsed down on it. His leg was throbbing, looking at the bandage; he knew he had ripped the wound open; the bandage was covered in blood. "What am I going to do?" he asked out loud as he lay there. Closing his eyes, he saw Emily's smile, saw her pushing against him as he ate her pussy. Saw her passion filled eyes as she rode his cock. "Oh god...She bewitched me." He groaned as his cock once again rose against his body. Wrapping his hand around himself, he slowly stroked his cock as he thought about her. How she had writhed beneath him as he brought her pleasure. Disgusted with himself, he pulled his hand off his cock as he sat up. "Damn't." He growled. She was right, he needed her. Both sexually and physically. He needed her help if he was going to survive. Hell he could barely walk let alone anything else. He heard bombs dropping nearby and leaned his head back against the back of the couch wishing the war was over. Chapter 4 Emily came awake suddenly. The room was dark and there was no noise coming from the other room where Fritz was. She wondered what he was doing and how long he planned to leave her tied up like this. Her wrists hurt from the material wrapped around them, her mouth was dry and she desperately had to take a piss. She screamed against the gag but no one came. She pulled once again at the ties but they were as tight as they were before. Closing her eyes, she cried herself back to sleep. Fritz looked towards the bedroom door when he heard her scream. He knew that he couldn't leave her tied up all the time, but his leg was hurting so badly, he could barely move. He saw the bottle of aspirin she had opened the night before sitting on the table a few feet away but he couldn't bring himself to pull himself to his feet to get it. "What am I going to do?" He asked the silent room. He needed help; he knew that and the only person within 50 miles who could help him was tied to the bed in the other room. He shivered in the evening air. The fire had died a couple of hours ago, but he hadn't bothered to restart it. Instead he curled his naked body up in a ball on the couch and willed himself to sleep. When Emily woke the second time, sunlight was streaming in through the window. It took her a minute to realize the ties around her wrists were loose. Apparently she had pulled at them during the night. She was able to pull one hand free then the other. She pulled the gag off as she ran to the bathroom to relieve her full bladder. When she was done she ran back into the bedroom. She dressed quickly in her jeans and boots, pulling her coat over her naked chest. Picking up her father's shotgun off the floor where she had dropped it the other day, she moved silently into the other room. The main room was like ice, she glanced at the fireplace to see only ashes. Fritz was curled on his side on the couch shaking. She started towards the door, determined to somehow find help when she heard him moan. Lovers of War Turning slowly towards him, she raised the rifle, and then lowered it. He had rolled over onto his back and looked like hell. The bandage around his leg was soaked with blood. His face was flushed and he was shivering. Mumbled words were coming from his lips. She knew just looking at him that he had a fever. She turned back towards the door, determined to leave him to his fate when he moaned her name. She rested her head against the door torn. "Emily..." He moaned thrashing his head back and forth. "Where are you? I'm sorry. I need your help. I'm sorry." He mumbled over and over. Emily lowered her head as she set the gun by the door. He may be a German and a killer but he was still a human being and she couldn't let him die. She moved slowly towards him making sure he wasn't going to jump on her when she got close. When she was by the sofa, she dropped to her knees next to him, reaching out her hand. His body was hot with fever, his eyes flew open at her touch but there was no recognition in them. He kept mumbling her name. She knew there was no way she could carry him back to the bed. Sighing, she pulled the jacket closer around her body then moved to restart the fire. Once it was going, she put water on to heat then walked back into the bedroom. She grabbed two blankets and a pillow off the bed, carrying them back into the other room. Fritz was still writhing around. She grabbed the gauze and disinfectant cream off the table along with the scissors then moving back to him, started to work. His wound was gaping and red. The stitches she had put in it, had been pulled out. "Oh Fritz." She said looking at him. She got a pot with cool water and cleaned the wound the best she could. Then she threaded the needle again and began to stitch him back up. He flinched as the needle pierced his skin but that was about it. She rewrapped his leg, and then with a cool cloth, cleaned his sweat soaked body. Holding his head, she managed to get some crushed aspirin into him, then laid his head on a pillow and covered him with the blankets. Then she sat down at the end of the couch, watching the fire and waiting. All day long, she nursed him. Feeding him aspirin the best she could, wishing she had something stronger, and cleaning his body with the cool cloth. She turned on the portable radio she had brought and listened to the newscaster tell about cities that had been attacked. Near dusk, she made some soup, but barely ate any. Instead she sat in her father's old rocker, looking out at the snow falling against the window. Fritz's fever broke shortly after midnight and they both slept. Fritz opened his eyes to a cool cloth being moved over his face. He looked up into Emily's tired eyes. "How are you feeling?" She asked dropping the cloth back in the bowl. "Tired," He said through his dry mouth. She gave him a sip of water which he thanked her for with a smile. "Why are you still here?" he asked looking at her. She rubbed his forehead with the cloth as she wrapped the blanket tighter around him. "I started to leave. I was going to look for help, but you started crying out to me and I knew I couldn't leave you to die." She brought her eyes to his. "We aren't enemies Fritz. We are just two people who got stuck on the wrong sides of this stupid war. I don't blame you for what you did. I did at first but then I realized that it wasn't your fault. You were just following orders." Pulling his arm out from under the blanket, he touched her face. "I am sorry for what I did Emily. I am sorry about your family and friends." She closed her eyes as she held his hand to her face. "It isn't fair." She said as tears filled her eyes. He pulled her face to his chest, just holding her while she cried. "War isn't fair sweetheart." He said softly stroking her hair and back. Emily lifted her tear stained eyes to his. She wasn't sure who actually moved first, all she knew was that Fritz's lips felt wonderful against hers. When his tongue touched her closed lips, she moaned as she parted hers willingly. He didn't dive into her mouth; instead he just caressed her tongue with his own. Fritz wrapped his arms tightly around her as she moved against him. When he finally pulled back, his eyes were glazed with desire and his cock was making a tent in the blanket. "I wish I could make love to you." He said softly looking into her eyes. She cupped his face with her hand. "Me to. But we will. It is just going to take time." Fritz nodded; almost afraid to let her go for fear that she would leave him. When he saw the tenderness in her eyes, he knew that she would be here for him. Now, tomorrow, until the end of the war even. Maybe even longer. * ** The days turned to weeks and then finally months with the war showing no sign of ending anytime soon. Emily made trips into the wrecked town about once a week to get supplies. She got some fresh clothes for her and Fritz from the burned out store. Most of the stuff was charcoal, but a lot of the stuff in the back was okay. It was the middle of May when they heard the news report that the war had finally ended. Germany had backed out. Fritz and Emily were cuddled on the couch just holding each other when the report came in. "It's over." She said softly resting her head against his chest. "Yup." He replied gruffly as he stroked her hair. They had made love this morning but he wanted her again. He couldn't seem to get enough of her. He loved her body and he loved the way she accepted him. When her hand brushed down over his swollen cock, he couldn't hold back the moan that escaped his lips. "Mmmmm...What do we have here?" She asked with a smile as she opened his jean shorts. Fritz groaned as she pulled his cock out in the open and caressed it with her fingers. "That's your play toy my love." He said as she slowly stroked him. "Hm...Yes it is." She lifted her eyes to his for a minute then lowered her head, taking the tip of his cock into her mouth. "Oh baby." Fritz groaned as he felt her tongue move over him. "Yes. Suck my cock honey. Get me ready to slide it into you." He tangled his fingers in her hair, moving her mouth slowly up and down over him as she nipped at his flesh with her teeth then moved her tongue over the areas she had bitten. "I love it when you do that honey." He groaned reaching one hand around her to grab her breast. Emily moved her mouth off of him long enough to sit up and pull her tank top off over her head. Fritz's eyes moved over her bare breasts. "Beautiful." He murmured huskily as he ran a finger over one of her nipples. Emily closed her eyes and moaned in pleasure when he lowered his mouth to her breast. His tongue moved in a caress over her nipple. "Oh Fritz." She moaned holding his head tight against her. Her other hand moved back to his cock, stroking it slowly. Fritz ran his tongue over her breast while he caressed the other one with his fingers. His hips were pushing up against her hand. "I need you baby." He groaned pulling away from her and pushing her lightly to her back on the floor. "I need you now." Emily didn't protest when he pulled open her jean shorts, or slid them down her body. When she was naked, she spread her legs open for him. "Make love to me." She purred. Fritz lowered his body down over hers, careful of the small bulge in her belly. They had discovered almost two months ago that she was pregnant and that it was his child. His lips captured hers in a deep kiss even as he moved his cock to her entrance. He slid easily into her, both of them moaning against each others mouths as he filled her with his heat. "Oh honey, you feel so good." He moaned pulling his mouth from hers as he fucked her slowly. His strokes long but steady. "I feel you so deep inside me." She cried wrapping her legs tightly around him as he pushed into her. "Love me Fritz. Love me." Even as he thrust slowly into her, he locked his eyes on hers. "I do baby. I love you more then life itself." Emily knew this; Fritz had admitted that he was in love with her almost 4 months ago. The same night he had made love to her for the first time. Now as their bodies rocked together in the ancient dance, each held tightly to the other. Emily loved him as much as he loved her. "Oh Fritz...Baby...Please..." she panted as she felt her orgasm starting to rise. Fritz knew what she wanted; he was hot to and knew that the moment for tenderness was over. He lifted her legs, wrapping them around his arms as he started slamming hard and fast into her. "Fritz...Yes...Fuck me..." Emily cried as she slammed her body hard against his. "Fuck me." "Emily...My Emily." He cried kissing her desperately even as he impaled her body repeatedly with his hard cock. "Cum for me baby. Please...I need to feel you cum for me." He begged as he rammed hard into her. His own orgasm was rising quickly from her body milking at him. "Oh Fritz, so close." She cried thrusting her body violently against his. "I'm so close." She ran her hand down her body until she found her clit. Even as she pushed against him, she pulled at her clit, looking for her own release. "Yesss...Oh yesss..." She screamed as she suddenly went over the edge. Feeling her body tighten around him, Fritz screamed. "Take it baby. Take my hot jizz deep inside you." He thrust a couple more times into her, spilling his seed before he pulled out and collapsed on his back beside her. Since they found out she was pregnant, he was leery about putting his whole weight on her. Emily snuggled up against his chest with her head resting on his shoulder. Just then there was a knock at the door. Emily tensed then sat up. Fritz looked at her with worry in his eyes. "Don't say anything." She said quickly pulling on her clothes. "Just a minute." She called to whoever was outside. Emily walked over to the door then looked back to see Fritz pulling on his jeans. They had worked out what they were going to say if they were discovered, but now that the day was here. They were both terrified. Once he was dressed, Emily pulled open the door. There was a man standing there in an army uniform. "Are you guys okay?" he asked looking into the cabin. "Yes...Thank you for finding us." Emily said politely moving back so the man could step into the cabin. "My husband and I have been stuck here since the town was bombed. The soldier looked over at Fritz with narrowed eyes. "What's your name sir?" Emily stepped in front of the soldier. "His name is Frank Nelson. He doesn't speak. He hasn't since he was a child. The soldier looked back to Emily. "And you would be Mrs. Nelson?" "Yes." Emily saw no reason not to use her real last name since her whole family was dead and no one could dispute that it was her maiden name and not her married name. "Our marriage certificate as well as everything we owned was lost in the explosion." The man looked at Emily and Fritz as if he wasn't sure if he should believe them or not. "Well from what we can tell, whoever bombed the town escaped from the crash. We haven't found them yet." Fritz tensed a minute but Emily just moved over to him, taking his hand in hers. "Like I said. We have been here since then." The man looked at Fritz again then nodded. "Well we have been scouting the area looking for survivors. You two seem to be the only ones left of this town. We'll take you to safety." Emily smiled. "Thank you that would be wonderful. Is there a doctor there?" She put her hand on her stomach. "You see, we are expecting our first child." The soldier looked at her stomach and nodded. "Congratulations. Yes, we have doctors." Fritz nodded then him and Emily packed a small bag with some clothes before following the soldier to an army truck. As the truck moved away from the only home Emily knew, Fritz squeezed her hand gently with his own. Looking into his eyes, she knew that she had lost one life and was starting another one. Epilogue: the End...Or the beginning? One year later "Mr. and Mrs. Frank Nelson renewed their wedding vows today in front of friends. The ceremony was held at the 1st Christian church in Portland, OR." Emily held their daughter in her arms as Fritz read the announcement of their marriage in the paper. "Well, as far as they know we renewed our vows." He said taking his sleeping daughter from his wife's arms. To the outside world, Fritz was Frank Nelson. He owned a small portrait studio, which he worked in with his wonderful wife Emily. Thanks to some friends, they had managed to get him a fake birth certificate and social security card. "I would like to actually become an American citizen someday." Fritz said looking at Emily as he put their daughter down for her nap. When he was free of holding their child, Emily wrapped her arms around his neck. She kissed him softly then smiled. "To the outside world, you may be Frank Nelson. But to me, you will always be Fritz Rasminov. The German soldier, who stole my family, my friends..." She kissed him again. "And my heart." The End