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A Soldier's Story Ch. 01

By: Wifetheif



I am a good soldier but even good soldiers get captured. I did not see her and there really is no excuse for that. My only consolation is that I am not alone. Before I realized she was in front of me I felt the collar slip around my throat. I'd been told what to expect in training but nothing can prepare you for the complete loss of power. My muscles all relaxed at once and she just had time to scamper out of the way before I crumpled to the ground.

She did a little jig and whooped once or twice. Instantly I had gone from a free soldier of the Northern Republic to a slave of the Southern Matriarchy. At least I had been captured by a cute one. She was five foot four, almost a full foot shorter than myself with long brown hair done up in a bun. From what I could tell she had a nice body under her uniform.

While I was powerless she fastened my arms behind my back and used an improvised lever to roll me over. She bared the skin of my stomach and I felt the controller burrow into my flesh. A moment later it started working and my very ability to fight back and resist was gone. She had waited a safe distance until the controller began its work then she approached me.

"My you ARE a handsome one. Welcome to captivity Sargent." she said with mockery in her voice. "I am Lieutenant Raven Riley buy you will address me as Goddess. Failure to do so results in punishment. I am going to help you to your feet now."

She stood next to me as I found some of my strength returning. She pulled on my bound arms and I found my feet. You can resist in a collar somewhat but you can't fight the controller no matter your size or the depth of your training. The two together is damnation for a man. 

She withdrew the remote from her uniform and told me to march towards the Matriarchy lines. Despite myself, my feet went where she ordered. A half hour later we were in the camp of women.

They greeted my capture with war whoops and cheers. I joined a surprising number of my comrades in a make shift stockade. A Major removed my dog tags and listed my name on her roll sheet. I knew that I had just joined the list of prisoners of war.

My hands were still bound and I really had to take a piss but I was ordered to stand fast until I was processed. I did not know what to expect but what I had heard was not good. An hour or so later the Lieutenant who had captured me appeared at the stockade and claimed me.

"Well Sargent John Murphy we meet again. Officers get to process their slaves personally. Rank has its privileges. By the way you are no longer Sargent Murphy. You lost your rank upon captivity and you also lost your name. I will call you Rose or something suitably feminine after I have gotten to know you a bit. As of now you are simply slave."

She led me to the processing building. The Lieutenant produced a knife and cut off my uniform. In no time I was naked. I could see that the controller had already stimulating healing, There would not even be a scar in a few days. This is where the enormity of the controller and collar hit me. Ordinarily being stripped by an attractive female like the Lieutenant would get me hard but my little solder reacted as though nothing was happening. I realized at this point that the horror stories were real. I had no ability to get hard unless permitted by my controller which was of course operated by my captor.

She freed my hands and led me to a cement floor with a drain.

"Take a piss slave. After that I will be showering you and depiliating you. I'll let you keep that cute GI hair cut but everything from the earlobes down is going to be rendered hairless. The controller affects your beard as well so your days of shaving for inspection are over. I might give you a hard on later just to demonstrate my power over you."

I relieved myself and the Lieutenant took off her uniform blouse. She had nice tits under her T shirt. I noticed that right away. A moment later I was receiving a cold shower from the hose and being scrubbed raw with a rough bristled brush. When she was satisfied that I was clean enough she gave me a pair of goggles to put on. From another hose came a dusky viscous liquid. It rapidly hardened on my flesh. After letting me sit for a few minuets she turned on the hose. Hot water this time. I was shocked to see my body hair and several layers of skin circle the drain. I'm ordinarily a rather hairy guy. I felt even more naked . There was a full length mirror off to one side. The vision of myself was a revelation. Aside from my collar I was pink and soft everywhere. It was really humiliating.

"Now slave," she spoke in a commanding voice "These are the rules. You may not speak unless spoken to. I control your life from now on everything from your fertility to your bowel movements are under my control. Failure to address me as Goddess will result in punishment. You will be kept as my domestic servant. You will be trained in how to be an officer's valet. Slaves retain nothing and must earn everything. As you have no doubt discovered and as I alluded to earlier, you will only get erections when and if I see fit. Your patriarchal, phallo-centric existence is over. Effective from the moment the controller entered your flesh you have become a eunuch. Good slaves get to jerk off on occasion, very good slaves get sucked off on occasion and outstanding slaves get to fuck their Goddesses regularly. YOU however will have to endure at least six weeks of flaccid living before you are even permitted an erection. I had thought to give you one but I think my power is better demonstrated through your chastity"

She stepped back, walked about me a few times and said. "Let me show you how powerless you are."

The officer moved a few feet back and took off her cap. She undid her long brown hair and it cascaded down her back. She unlaced and took off her boots and socks. She had lovely toes and feet. Next she pulled her T shirt over her head. Her tits looked magnificent in their bra. They looked even better when the bra joined the rest of her clothes on the floor. In rapid succession her uniform pants and her panties were on the floor as well. She had smooth even skin and fantastic legs. Her toned belly held a sexy navel and her bush was nicely trimmed. My dick stayed inert.

She laughed and brushed up against me she knelt before me and brought her sweet bowed lips to within millimeters of my penis. My little soldier just hung there, I was in agony both from desire and embarrassment. She laughed and said,"Your penis belongs to me and to the matriarchy for as long as you are a captive. Slaves are sometimes repatriated other wise you will grow old in this country in a neutered state. Slaves are sometimes used for procreation and often for heavy labor. Your lot will be luckier than most." 

She handed me a garment that was little more than a jock strap and instructed me to put it on. She redressed . Rebound her hair. and led me from the processing building to a transport.

As she strapped me in she said. "By capturing you I have earned two months off. We will go to my quarters. I have some responsibilities as your owner. I have to clothe and feed you and keep you in good health. I hope for your sake that you are a good learner. If you can become a good valet I will make use of you often but it will ALWAYS be on my terms and under MY control. Officer's valets get very nice uniforms. If you can be trained you will be responsible for maintaining my wardrobe, dressing me, undressing me and bathing me. I'm sure you will enjoy that even if you can't do anything about it. In fact it might be a delicious form of torture. Would you like to be my valet slave?"

For the first time since becoming a prisoner I found my voice. "Yes Goddess I would." 

The transport began rolling towards its destination and I realized that I was in for the adventure of my life.

A Soldier's Story Ch. 02



After an interminable drive we arrived at Athene, the capital city of the Southern Matriarchy. It was nothing like our northern cities. Athene was green with pools of water everywhere. In the center of town was the temple. It was made out of white marble and towered over the landscape. I had to admit that it Athene was built every bit as well as our northern cities and probably more beautiful. The Lieutenant drove me around town pointing out the sites. We passed the capitol building. Next to the temple was the huge statue of Athena.

I recalled with pride that once upon a time the Northern Republic had obliterated the original statue of Athena. But that was in the days before the closing of the air war, before the bilateral agreement regarding slaves and the use of aerial platforms. Now Athene would never again be bombed. The war had gone from a hot one to an endless game of attrition. The border would shift kilometres in either direction on any given day but the powers that be in the Matriarchy and the Republic decreed that the devastating weapons of the past would never be used again. There was a fail safe. Both the Matriarchy and The Ru public had sufficient nuclear power to destroy the other . Neither would so long as the war was fought as it was now. With simple weapons, collars and controllers. Now I was just another male slave in the matriarchy, a drone in the queen bee's hive. 

The Lieutenant pulled up in front of the slave registry building. It was just a formality at this point. I was ordered to strip and my health was assessed by a female doctor whom they annoyingly called a veterinarian but legally I was now livestock. I was measured everywhere and photographed. My Lieutenant vouched for me and signed the formal contract conferring "ownership" of me to the Matriarchy in care of her. She was read the ownership responsibilities and had to agree to them. In the Matriarchal system I was now just a number. Any name my Lieutenant gave me would be for her convenience only. 

I was permitted to redress and My Lieutenant took me to her quarters. It was a small apartment over looking a lake in the southern part of the city.

"Now slave. I will show you where you will sleep". She pointed to a mat at the foot of her bed. "The next valet class starts in three days. It is a six week course. I could board you at the school but since I am on leave I will save some money by dropping you off in the morning and picking you up at night. The instructors are not nice women but they will bring out all of the qualities that you will need to be an excellent valet. That is IF you can be trained. If you can't be trained I will make a fast buck by selling you to a labor gang. If you ever want to have sex again you will study hard to be my valet As I said, officers fuck their valets. Labor gang drones are sentenced to a sterile flaccid existence for life."

My Lieutenant stripped off her uniform and under things. "Pick those up slave and put them in that hamper by the wall!" 

I stood uncomprehending for a moment, astounded by her beauty, and then I found myself obeying

"Good, she said, Now we need to shower. You built up a stink in the transport." 

I was not permitted to wash myself. After showering with me and washing me all over my Lieutenant sprayed me with a flowery perfume.

"That's better I like floral smells myself." She said "As to the toilet. You will notice that the seat does not go up on the commode. If you have to piss you SIT to do your business this is non-negotiable and failure to do so results in instant punishment. There is a setting on your controller that imitates the feeling of having a hot poker shoved up your ass perfectly. I catch you pissing standing up I START with an hour of that setting."

I was instructed to relieve myself. I felt like being defiant and smiling at her as I stood and pissed but I had no doubt that her threat was serious so I sat and pissed. Dimly I recalled an idiomatic phrase I had learned while studying the dead German language. Roughly it translated to wimp and its literal meaning was a man who sit down to piss. What is happening to me? I though. 

"We will go shopping for clothes tomorrow. I hope you are not an odd size. IF you pass valet school your uniforms will be provided through me by a government allowance. Everything else I have to provide. I could keep you naked but the authorities take a dim view of that. Some of the stricter matriarchs teach that there is nothing more repellent than a set of naked male genitals. SOME of them have a lot of power. The only place men are kept naked at all times is the punishment pillar, believe me you DON'T want to end up there!"

"When you wake in the morning you greet me with 'Good morning Goddess'. I am your Goddess in that you existence is dependent upon me. I am your Goddess in that I am your superior in every way I expect to be worshipped as the superior creature that I am. In the matriarchy you will attend temple with me. You will learn your place as an inferior creature. You will address all adult female citizens of the Matriarchy as Goddess, Girls are called Princess, males are simply slave. I am leaning towards calling you Petunia because it can be shortened to pet. Legally you are livestock, my pet and nothing more. Do A good job and I will build up an affection for you. Is that clear slave?"

I found my voice. I knew it was not just the controller, some how deep inside something about this life appealed to me. I found myself answering."Yes Goddess." 

"Can you cook?"

"In my unit I would sometimes fill in for the cook, no one complained about my cooking, Goddess."

The kitchen was small but it was fully stocked. Goddess was a vegetarian and now I apparently was one as well. The meat synthesizer units were not installed in the food synthesizer. I made do with a tofu steak for myself and the salad and tofu plate my Goddess had ordered. I realized that she had gone from Lieutenant to Goddess, What was happening to me? About twenty minuets later I placed the food on her dinette table.

"Excellent Pet!" Said my Goddess as she started eating. "I see you will pass the cooking training with no problem. You may sit and eat. Some Goddesses make their slaves eat sitting on the floor but I am not that strict."

After eating a while she said,"I will pick out traditional clothes for you tomorrow. I like trousers on a man. I think purple is your color, purple and pink. I will also be buying you some dresses that match my own, ONLY dresses and skirts are permitted in temple, slaves included. Temple is all about getting in touch with the inner feminine divine. It is quite different from what you are used to. The days of focusing on penetration, endurance, and compartmentalizing your emotions are over. Most slaves just tune out temple but, if you approach it properly, it can really help you in your new role of submission and service." 

After eating I was ordered to load the dishes in the washer and return to the living room.

Goddess watched a drama on a the telescreen while I served as her footstool. With nothing better to do I watched the drama. It was weird, there was none of the sexual tension and violence that we watched in the North. It was about a female business woman overcoming absurd obstacles to win a big contract for her firm. It was a historical drama set in the ancient past. The male roles were clearly being played by women with voice modifiers. ALL of the men were evil or uncaring and ALL were defeated or chastened in the end.

"My that was a good one." said my Goddess "Now its time to put you to bed."

I followed her to the bathroom. She had me strip, shit and clean up after myself, then she brushed my teeth and washed my face and hands. I was doused with another round of perfume and led to my mat on the floor.

"Once you graduate you will have a bit of autonomy. But for now you have no rights. Good night slave, Here is your treat for the day."

She leaned in and gave me a tremendous kiss. She did not pull away for a while. It was the first intimate contact we had had and it went through me like an electric charge. Was it the controller? Or something else? Once it was over the words "Thank you Goddess." came to my lips unbidden.

"Oh you're a fast learner, It looks like I found a smart one as well as a cute one. Good night."

The light went out. I realized it had been a long hard day. I was asleep moments later, in a foreign country, servant of a Goddess, and clad only in my collar. 



A Soldier's Story Ch. 03



In the morning, an alarm went off. I stretched, trying to relieve the tightness from sleeping on the floor. I noticed the my Lieutenant was stirring so I said, "Good morning Goddess." Even as I said it I had no idea why I was obeying her commands.

"Good Morning Petunia." said my Goddess. She rose from the bed. She slept in the nude, I was again amazed by her body, it was one of the finest female forms I had ever seen. She had me follow her to the bathroom where she made me sit to piss and then she washed my hands. I looked in the mirror astounded to see that my whiskers had not grown a millimetre. It was apparently true, I would be hairless and beardless as long as I was captive. Inwardly I shed a tear for my lost manhood. 

My Goddess spoke, "Get yourself to the kitchen and make us some breakfast. I like vegetarian eggs and tofu sausage. Make double of the same for yourself. You are a big male. I hope your appetite does not break my bank before you graduate. As my valet I get a food allowance for you and they will feed you at school but until then I'm digging into my savings"

I went to the kitchen and had the meal ready a short time later I brought out out My Goddess's plate and set it at the head of the table. Somehow I knew just the right words to speak.

"Breakfast is served Goddess"

Again the Lieutenant complimented me on my cooking. I was proud of myself, people don't realize how easy it is to get bland food out of a synthesizer, you have to mix it just right to maximize flavor. She allowed me to eat at the opposite end of the table. She finished first and then observed me eating.

"Your table manners need work, but I have no doubt you can be trained. I hope that you graduate, I can get used to this cooking, You are a better cook than I am."

After clearing the table and loading the dishwasher, Goddess had me redress in my brief garment. She put on civilian clothes, a short red skirt with a silky white blouse and attractive black heels. This was accented with a white purse, she looked smashing. I had to comment.

"You look beautiful Goddess!"

A bit of color passed across her face and she replied, "Not even trained and he knows the right things to say. Thank you Petunia!" 

She approached me, doused me with perfume and then attached a leash to my collar and led me out the door.

"The leash is so that I don't lose you in crowds or on the tube. Ordinarily you will not be leashed but you have no idea where you are. You don't want to get lost. The cops tend to be real brutal to unaccompanied slaves, they assume you are trying to escape, even though the controller makes that impossible, so they treat every slave they encounter as their own personal piñata."

Goddess led me down the side walk. I was astounded by the beauty of the women on the pathway. My Goddess was more beautiful than nearly all of them but never before had I seen so many gorgeous women. Not even in the most elite brothels back home. Even the captive women who filled the magazines and movie reels of the Northern Republic could not hold a candle to their free sisters.

After a short walk we descended to the subway. It was neat and clean. There were some male slaves sweeping off to one side under the supervision of a female trustee. Once the train came I noticed some male slaves accompanying their Goddesses. All were solicitous and deferential. The slaves stood while the woman sat. I noticed how the slaves were dressed. I did not like the fashions one bit.

Three stations later Goddess left the train and pulled me along we came out in a huge retail mall. There were stores of every sort. On a map of the complex I noticed that one wing was labelled "Slave Accessories" My Goddess steered me there.

We stopped in a store entitled "Modern Slave Gear" A female clerk in business attire approached my Goddess.

"Welcome to Modern Slave Gear, what can we do for you sister?" 

"This is Petunia. He needs a complete set of clothes I want seven pairs of pants, four purple, three pink with matching shirts. I suppose he needs some shoes and stockings as well. I will also need three standard black dresses for temple"

"Very good," the clerk said, "Any unde rthings?"

Goddess looked at me and said, "I may as well pamper him a bit, seven, white silk "

"Lets get his measurements," said the clerk as she took out a tape measure. 

The clerk led me to an alcove where she removed my garment and measured my in seam, waist, chest shoulders and even the length of my flaccid penis. While I stood naked in the alcove the clerk and my Goddess talked as if I was not even there.

"He's a handsome one and a big one, how did you come by him.?"

"I'm a Lieutenant in the army, I captured him." Said my goddess, obvious pride on her face.

"Well a war hero! You are eligible for a twenty percent off discount on your price. I'd have to see your ID of course."

"Of course."

The clerk presented several fabrics and weaves to my Goddess. She selected cotton and muslin. She selected shoes for me and socks. After hours of shopping I left the store in my new clothing. I was dressed in simple black shoes, pink socks, pink pants and a pink shirt. Only the white satin shorts under it met with my satisfaction. I felt like, and was sure that I looked like, a decorated egg from the spring solstice celebrations back home. My new name of Petunia was monogrammed over my heart on each of the shirts. I even had to try on the dresses. Talk about humiliating. I had heard about the ancient male warriors who had gone to battle in skirts but from what I had heard they were all men, These dresses were meant to humiliate, and the did the job perfectly. Finally I was clad in the all pink outfit. 

"You look scrumptious Petunia... My look at the time lets hit the food court"

Instead of the leash, My Goddess held my hand and led me through the crowd. Her hand felt fantastic in mine. 

"You look presentable now so you can walk next to me. This is only a special occasion however . Under normal circumstances you are to stay exactly three steps behind me. But you look so good I want to show you off." In my opposite hand was the bag full of my new wardrobe and my old garment.

At the food court she ordered for me. It was barbecued tofu and spicy rice. I had to eat in the booths reserved for slaves. Goddess was given a token to redeem me and she went off to eat elsewhere. There was a fully armed guard at the end of each booth. We slaves were not permitted to talk. Most of them were dressed similar to how I was. The food was outstanding and there was plenty of it. I ate my fill and felt sated for the first time since my captivity. 

After eating My Goddess led me about the mall for a bit. She did some shopping of her own. My arms were full of packages when we re-boarded the subway train. A short time later we were back in Goddess's apartment. She was still gushing over how attractive I was in my new duds. She brought out her camera and took a lot of pictures of me I had to try on each outfit Even the dresses.

When that was finished Goddess had me sit naked in a chair. To my amazement she stripped and sat herself in my lap. "You were a very good boy today Petunia, slaves have a reputation of not liking to shop. I know that today was hard for you. You get an extra special treat." She began kissing me deeply. She wrapped her arms and legs around me and began grinding her pelvis against me. Her orgasm was delightful. I realized at that moment that I was in love with my Goddess.



A Soldier's Story Ch. 04



Valet School was sort of like what I expected. There were tough as nails Sergeants running the place with a Lieutenant Colonel in charge of the entire operation. In a lot of ways it was like NCO school back home. The first day were were ordered to strip and the drill Sargent inspected us in detail even rolling back our foreskins when they examined us. We had no names, we were all 'Cadet.' After inspection we were issued work out clothes. We would have to earn our valet uniform piece by piece. We were provided sneakers and a lavender one piece track suit. After PT we went on a five mile run. The Sergeants were real tough broads they kept up with us without any problems. While I was a sergeant in the Republican Army, I had had no intention of being a lifer. I wanted to do my five years of service and then take over my father's importing business. Those dreams were over now. 

In any event I was struck by the similarity of the Sergeants back home and those instructing me now. You jumped when they said to jump and responded to their orders without question. The first day was shake down. I was one of the few at the end of the day not doing extra push ups. I was luckier than most my Lieutenant would be dropping me off in the morning and picking me up at night. This did not go well with the Sergeants or the Colonel but there was no regulation against it.

When I got home, my Goddess could tell that I was exhausted so she generously put me to bed early. At dawn I awoke, greeted my Goddess and she took me to Valet school in her transport. There was one extra benefit of being a valet. Valets were the only slaves permitted to drive transports. The first week passed in a hum of activity and learning. Valets had to learn how to care for and launder all fabrics, how to cook and how to set a formal table for when their Goddess entertained. We had to learn how to carry ourselves on Matriarchy military bases and in the field.

Valets had a ranking system. I cold progress from Neophyte all the way First Class with a Star Cluster. I would of course be outranked by the lowest private in the army but the ranks showed had adept I was at my job. A good valet was a reflection on his officer. It was rumoured amongst the Cadets that really outstanding cadets were traded amongst officers the way female escorts were amongst officers of the Northern Republic. 

I applied myself diligently. I saw little of my Goddess aside from the mornings and evenings. Cadet school was fourteen hours long each day. We got breakfast lunch and dinner the food was plentiful and delicious. Once a week we got red meat, an honor reserved only for Cadets or captured enemy officers above the rank of Major.

The oddest week was the third week. It was instructions on disrobing and bathing and officer. We used live models. Off duty officers came in for a massage and bath. Live models were used so that Cadets did not get flustered. Even though our controllers prevented physical arousal our minds were just as active as they would have been sans controller. We had to maintain a neutral expression on our faces at all times. That rule was relaxed with our own Goddesses however. My first live model was a elegant red headed Full Bird Colonel. I followed proper protocol and then approached her.

She was tall, at least five foot eight. I gently removed her jacket and hung it up. Then I removed her shoes and unbuttoned her blouse. For a woman pushing fifty she was in fine shape. Her breasts were still firm and her legs were long. I unzipped and had her step out of her skirt. With the proper decorum I unhooked her brassier and slid off her panties and stockings. Despite her age her belly was tight. Her only flaw was a Cesarean scar on her abdomen. I massaged her and bathed her with the utmost of respect, complimenting her all the while. After drying her off and braiding her hair at her request I redressed her just as the protocol stipulated.

In a rare moment I treasured the Drill Sergeant took me aside and informed me that the Colonel was impressed with my technique

A good Valet complimented the physical attributes of the officer we were serving and should be adept a small talk. Small talk was current events or the glories of the matriarchal system. We were allowed to read the news on the web and were schooled on how the matriarchy operated.

There was a Queen who was elected every ten years. She supervised the civilian ranks and the military ranks. There was a firm hierarchy with artists and actresses at one apex, business leaders and military commanders at the other. Slaves were at the bottom and served as the labor force, construction gangs, and janitors. Valets were considered special but legally were just as low The military offered the fasted route to female advancement of course it risked combat which was expected of ALL soldiers. I pondered that if roles had been reversed, if I had captured my Lieutenant both of us would be leading very different lives. We had to attend Temple as Cadets, dressed in identical lavender dresses. It was all about female superiority and how wretched the Northern Republic was. It was all very boring but I tried to look like I was paying attention 

The weeks passed quickly. By the fifth week I had completed earning my uniforms. The uniforms really were terrific. They were military gray with shoes and boots. There was a dress uniform for formal dinners and a standard uniform. The biggest difference in the uniforms was the coat for formal affairs. It came with tails. There was a straight tie and a bow tie. We could win awards and medals, just like regular soldiers. Officers like to enter their valets in massage contests and cooking contests, There were also protocol contests and athletic tournaments. Being a valet was the best possible slavery in the Matriarchy. All of my fellow Cadets missed their old lives but we were also thanking the high heavens that we ended up here and not some road paving crew.

Graduation day came exactly six weeks later. My fellow Cadets looked spectacular in their dress grays. Much to my surprise I was awarded Luminary of the class meaning that I had skipped the Neophyte ranking and was now Valet I, four more rank advancements and I would be first class. We were graded every year and tested at regular intervals. If we impressed the right General we could be rewarded with several rank increases. My Goddess was called forward to pin the luminary badge on my chest and my Valet I bars on my collars. She was beaming from ear to ear and after shaking my hand kissed my full on the lips.

The graduation ceremony was nice. We were presented publicly with our names. I was one of three Petunias. After the others received their Neophyte pins the Sergeants and the Colonel had us line up in height order and march past them. The Sergeants shook our hands and then kissed us! I felt really weird kissing my DI but even the Colonel, an ice blonde amazon kissed me.

My Goddess was complimented for having captured such a trainable and handsome Valet. I shook hands with and said goodbye to my fellow Cadets. No doubt I would meet many of them again. My Goddess had lots of pictures of the two of us together taken.

I had been issued a license as part of my training and now, with the ceremonies at an end I escorted my Goddess to her transport and opened the passenger door and helped her in. It felt great to drive again. The route to her apartment was not hard. I had memorized it during my many round trips as her passenger to and from school.

"I am very proud of you Petunia," She said, "I can't wait to get you home!" 

"Thank you Goddess. It feels good to finally graduate.", 

When we returned to her apartment. My Goddess had hung up streamers saying "congratulations". There was a cake and some wine and a catered dinner. I cut the cake and served my Goddess, I poured her some wine. We ate the meal. 

"You have come a long way in six weeks Pet. I'm sure you enjoyed the day but the best is yet to come."

She put on some music and asked me to undress her. I followed proper protocol when she was naked she grabbed the controller and told me to strip. I could feel myself stiffening. I'd almost forgotten what a hard on felt like. 

"I thought it was that large when I first stripped you." She said. She took my hand and led me to the bedroom and had me lie down on my back. She fiddled with controller a bit.

"Now you will stay on your back and try to turn over and ride me. Lets get something straight right now Pet. I am on top ALWAYS!"

She kissed her way down my body and then her lips encircled my erect penis. After sucking me off for a while she mounted me. Her tongue was talented but her pussy was supremely tight. She came, more enthusiastically then she ever had before.

"I'm keeping you sterile for now. Officers below the rank of Captain are not permitted to get pregnant. Who knows Pet. If I make Captain you may get to be the one to knock me up!" 

She fucked me twice more. The controller can keep you erect for hours, and then she made me flaccid and had me kiss her head to toe. She made me eat her out several times. I had to swallow my own seed as I did so. That was weird but I was in no mood to complain or think twice about it. We fell asleep in each others arms as my Goddess announced that since I was now a Valet I could share her bed. Life is good!



A Soldier's Story Ch. 05



The first few weeks of my days as a Valet passed pleasantly. My Goddess's leave ended and we were sent to Fort Hera in the far south west. We had to board an air transport to get there. I helped her shut up her apartment. I packed her bags and my own. I was presented with a travel bag by the academy upon my graduation. It had my class rank of number one Petunia and my Lieutenant's name upon it. My Lieutenant would be taking charge of a new command for her. Capturing me had also won her a lateral promotion. Her unit was dedicated to eliminating entrances of a Northern Republic raiding band.

Despite my new status as Valet I felt secretly proud of those guys. According to the news two weeks ago they had crept to the very outskirts of Fort Hera and captured a one Star General when she was lured out to her front step. They had also repatriated her Valet. It wasn't in the news but I knew that he would be greeted as a conquering hero back home and would be issued two concubines. That was the other great thing about being a Valet. Because you knew so much intelligence you were highly valuable to your old comrades. It also meant liberation from the collar and controller. There were reports of Valets who refused to be repatriated. I hoped, however, that I never became that much of a wimp.

The General was in for a new life as well. Once collared and controlled, she was pumped for intelligence she would be processed by a low ranking private. He would strip her bathe her and shave her. After that she would be given to a junior officer as a maid. Maids were used regularly when they weren't cooking and cleaning. The controller was quite the device. The technology was the same but north and south used it very differently.

Naturally I worried about my Lieutenant while she was out on maneuvers. If she was captured in the field she would become the slave of a Northern officer and I would be offered to the other commanding officers. As a Luminary I would be snatched up quickly but I wanted to serve my Goddess and not a fifty year old General, attractive as she may be.

We were stationed in base housing. She had me clean it and polish the furniture. Then she had me take care of her. By now I was so attuned to her body that I could make her orgasm on the massage table. I knew that my Goddess bragged about me to other officers. It made me proud. I was permitted to fuck her, then I bathed her and put her to bed, after attending to my own toilet I snuggled under the covers beside her. 

One day they had captured one of the Northern Raiders and my Lieutenant was given a commendation. This necessitated Her first formal dinner since I had come into her service. The banquet hall was set aside. The other Valets and I set out the tablecloths. We polished the silverware and made sure everything was perfect. I recognized one of the Valets as a fellow graduate of my class. We exchanged nods. My Lieutenant and two others would be awarded commendations tonight. It meant that they were on the short list to make Captain. Briefly the image of my Lieutenant pregnant with my child filled my head but the reverie soon left. There was work to be done.

I was designated wine steward for the night. It meant keeping the glasses full and making sure that everything was kept moving smoothly. As I made my circuit I encountered the red headed Colonel I had bathed back at Valet School, at the head table. Our eyes locked and I was sure she recognized me. She smiled at me as I poured her wine. She peered at my ownership badge and wrote the information down in her portable.

I did an excellent job if I do say so myself. I noticed that the redheaded Colonel left her Valet stand fast once the room was empty. She approached my Lieutenant. I saw my Goddess look in my direction and the color drained from her face. She saluted the Colonel and then summoned me over.

"Petunia, this is Colonel Violet Parks. She has asked to make use of you tonight. It is considered rude to refuse. The women exchanged controllers. I will be taking her Valet beck to my quarters. Obey her as you would me." Then she saluted the Colonel and made her way towards the Colonel's Valet.

The Colonel eyed me up and down. "Are you finished with your duties gorgeous?" She asked me.

"Yes Colonel I have to make sure the wine vat is capped and then I am finished."

"Its Goddess, You go finish up and report back to me." I saluted smartly and finished my tasks.

The Colonel offered me her arm and I escorted her out of the banquet hall. Her transport wasn't hard to find, It had eagle pennants. She directed me to her quarters, a house in the elite officer's quadrant.

I made small talk as I was expected to do. My Colonel seemed to have one thing on her mind.

"Is your penis as large as the rest of you?"

"I've never had complaints Goddess."

Her house was gorgeous inside. She had excellent taste in furniture. The rugs and panelling were all first class. Rank really showed in this place.

"I remember you from Valet school," she said once we were inside. "Usually a massage and bath at Valet school is just a relaxing diversion, but I sensed something special in you. You got the protocol correct even though it was obviously your first time, you were also not flustered by my rank."

She took me on a tour of her house. The bathroom was next to the bedroom. There was the usual massage table in the bathroom. "OK Petunia, she said. Observe the protocol and prepare me for my bath. I want a massage first. I tried to not get flustered. The Colonel fingered the controller and I felt myself getting hard. After stripping her she and hanging up her uniform she ordered me to disrobe.

"My your Goddess is most fortunate." she said as she drank in my naked form.

During the massage she was moaning. Her orgasms were deep and loud whereas my Goddess's were softer and sweeter. After bathing her and drying her hair she led me to her bed. "I want you on top tonight, tell anyone that I let you ride me I'll bust you to a paving crew." She kissed me all over and then slid under me. I rode her like I would a slave girl at home. She was the most responsive woman I had ever met, even more than my own Goddess. The Colonel came several times. She had me brush my teeth and urinate. She encouraged me to piss standing up which felt good. Then she had me crawl into bed with her. She used me one more time and then we we both fell fast asleep.

In the morning she had me fuck her before I bathed and dressed her . Later, she raved about my cooking. She would not let me get dressed however.

"You were a Luminary weren't you honey?"

"Yes Goddess."

"Your Captain does not realize what she has. She should be renting you out. I will send her a missive to that effect. Once I talk you up to the elite officers everyone from the General on down to my fellow Colonels will want to make use of you."

"Thank you Goddess."

"I'm authorized to promote you two levels,' She said. " Would you like to be a Valet III?"

"Yes I would Goddess."

"Good I'll tell your Captain that I am keeping you for the week. If I have nights like last night through the week I will promote you."

The rest of the day I was a the Colonel's Valet. It involved driving her around the base and seeing to it that she always looked her best. I was very attentive.

She called my Goddess on her portable. 

I was massaging her at the time so I was close enough to the phone to hear both ends of the conversation.

"Yes I got your missive I will give it serious consideration "

"I've decided to keep him for the week. At least until Sunday.'

"A week Colonel? "

"Yes, what's the matter is my Valet deficient.?"

"Now he's fine. Very accomplished."

"Send over Petunia's basic duty uniform. It looks funny for him to be in formal dress during the daytime. Not that I'm going to let him get dressed very often. 

"Yes Colonel."

"I sense some irritation in your voice. Remember this will help you make Captain. Your slave has stud potential. Cop an attitude and I'll make sure you never get him back."

"No Colonel, I'm not irritated. Enjoy your week." 

A short while later The Colonel's regular Valet, Sage, came to the door with my basic duty uniform. I could tell I was enjoying myself more than he was. Knowing the Lieutenant, she probably wasn't even fucking him. Or if she was it was just perfunctory and expected. She never said it but I just knew that my Lieutenant was a one man type of woman. 

A short while later the Colonel called the commanding General and I was ordered to leave the room. That night I cleaned the house and prepared for the General coming to dinner. She was the base commander and she wore two stars. I saluted smartly as she entered. Her own Valet trailed behind her the required five steps. His name was Rose and he wore First class bars with a Star Cluster. I saluted him as well.

"Hello Violet."

"Good evening Constance."

The General looked younger than I expected. She had long black hair and an unlined face. She filled her uniform nicely. From what I could tell she had great legs and nice tits. She was a few inches sorter than the Colonel. The two began chatting while we Valets were exiled to the kitchen we cooked together but Rose was more skilled, but not much more skilled than myself.

Before his captivity he had been a Lieutenant in the Republican Army. He had been captured over twenty years ago. He was well adjusted to life as a Valet now he told me but he still dreamed about being repatriated. He had built up quite the reputation as a stud and had impregnated officers at least twenty times Including fathering the General's two daughters who were now serving in the army elsewhere.

"It's not a bad life." he told me "but what I wouldn't give to command men again to shave my face once more and grow out my body hair." 

As we served dinner the General eyed me closely. As was custom, I as the host Valet served the guest while her Valet served my Colonel. She read my badge which included my graduation date.

"Did you really graduate this year?" The General asked 

"Yes General."

"You are very gifted. Who is your owner?"

"First Lieutenant Raven Riley is my Goddess."

"And how did you come into her service?"

"She captured me General." 

The women complimented us on our dinner. Rose kept the plates filled. I bussed the table and made sure the wine goblets were full. All the while the General eyed me. The Colonel was excessive in her praise of me.

At around 9:00 Rose and I were ordered to stand at attention.

The General spoke. "I have to see if Violet is full of shit or not. Petunia get your things. You are coming home with me tonight." She and my Colonel exchanged controllers. 

"I have him back tomorrow at Noon Violet, enjoy Sage. He can get really down and dirty, But you know that." 

I was really nervous driving the General to her house. It was the largest in the fort and sat on a hill.

"Relax valet. I won't bite ... yet,"

General Lapper opened her front door and I stayed the required five steps behind her. The house was full of antiques even some ancient artifacts from before the creation of the Matriarchy and the Northern Republic. The house was full of citations, medals and commendations. She showed me around a bit then stopped in her bathroom. The tub was enormous. Three times larger than normal. There was a massage table and lots of perfumes and body lotions.

She led me next door to her bedroom and said "Valet, I require a massage and a bath, preform the protocol." 

I had been racking my brain all the way over. We did not practice the Protocol for Generals that often for, as Neophytes, we would rarely encounter one. You were supposed to work on it as you moved up the ranks. Miracle of miracles however, I remembered the steps in their proper order as well as the rituals that went along with each step.

Naked the General was a fine specimen. She could not be more than 45 she must have leaped ranks at some point. Her body was lithe and compact with very little obvious signs that she had given birth. Her tits were fabulous. Her bush was full a wonderful ass surmounted her long legs. She was undeniably beautiful. 

On the massage table my fingers worked their magic. I thought that it was amazing that I got to see a general come. That sort of thing was not supposed to happen either in the man's army or the woman's army. 

She had me strip and enter the tub with her . Before I was allowed in, the General amused herself by repeatedly engorging my penis and making me flaccid with the controller. At last she left me hard, put down the controller, and said "I LOVE these things."

The General was really kinky in bed. I fucked her up the ass and then took her from behind. She had me preform missionary before she mounted me. She came each time and my penis was sore when she was done. 

"You are truly gifted Valet." She said as we snuggled after our last sexual encounter. "Violet gets you the rest of the week lucky bitch. If I wasn't so attached to Sage, I'd be tempted to buy you from your Lieutenant. You have all the fine makings of a stud. You are tall and handsome and intelligent. Would you like to get into the procreation business?"

"What does it entail General?"

"You are allowed to become fertile but you will only produce girls. An arrangement is made between your owner and the applicant. They usually keep you for two weeks or until they are pregnant. All officers are expected to sire at least two children once they make Captain. Enlisted women need several layers of permission and at least eight years of service. It means a very luxurious lifestyle while you are knocking up officers." 

"That IS tempting General." 

The General returned me to the Colonel the next day exactly when she said she would.

" You are no liar Violet." Said the general. "He's perfection!" 

The rest of my week with the Colonel was quite fun. Like the General she was a freak in the sack. I was quite sore and tuckered out when I was at last returned to my Lieutenant. As promised before she returned me she promoted me two ranks. The Colonel Herself pinned on my new rank, shook my hand and kissed me."

"Petunia I missed you so much!" My Goddess said when we were alone. "I have some news for you. I have been ordered by the the Colonel AND the General to turn you over to the stud service at the end of the month. It means that I will earn money from renting you and a bonus for every successful pregnancy but that also means that we won't have much time together. I will still be your owner but you will be on extensive loan. If I make Captain soon I will be able to use you myself. I know that the Matriarchy has the right to do this, technically, they own you not me. But I really wanted to keep you for myself. Its wrong to think that way but its how I feel."

I kissed her deeply and told her that I loved her now and would always love her. That made her cry. 

My Goddess and I made love often over the rest of the month. We had to use protection now because I was now fertile. Twice during that time I was inspected by new Captains. Even though I was the potential stud, the power was all in the woman 's hands. They stripped me and examined me head to toe. They examined my health records and spent a day getting to know me. They looked at my service record and the genetic history done up by a veterinarian. Stud shopping is a high art in the Matriarchy. 

At the end of the month My Goddess handed my controller to a very attractive blonde. She was new Captain who happened to be a personal friend of General Constance Lapper. A lot of money changed hands. My Goddess looked wistful as I was led away. My future was bright indeed.



A Soldier's Story Ch. 06



The Captain who led me away was Maize Holland. She said that she had a surprise for me. She led me to her transport and had me drive her to the airport. She had a small bag with her we boarded a transport for the southern coast. On the way the Captain told me that were on the way to Shangrila a beach resort which had a reputation of being the place to go to make a baby. My Lieutenant had talked about the place often.

When I arrived I discovered it just as it had been described. The beautiful southern sea and acres of white sand. Atop a hillock were rows of cottages with private cabins. The beach was strictly nudist. Because I was fertile I had to wear a red belt about my waist. Because I was a valet I had to wear a purple ribbon below my collar. There were a variety of slaves here, Since it was a civilian resort there were all types of women there as well. 

The Captain introduced us to the couple in the cabin next to ours. She was a tall snd stunning strawberry blonde artist who had brought one of her male model slaves for a week of fun in the sun. Her name was Orchid Hall. I noticed that her slave was not wearing a red belt so this was just a pleasure trip for the Goddess in the relationship. While our Goddesses were chatting I got a chance to talk to the slave. He was the first civilian slave I had met face to face since my capture. Well at least the first I had an opportunity to talk to any way. His name was Iris, before that he was Phillip Thatcher, unlike most slaves, he had never been a soldier. He had been an engineer working with a crew on a project near the border. Through an oversight the army had failed to protect him. As a former soldier I felt bad because the army had clearly failed in a very basic duty by letting this man and his crew end up here. 

Since his capture he had been put to work on construction projects and had redesigned the drainage system of a botanical gardens in the city of Charlotte. It was there that the artist had discovered him. She saw him working with his shirt off amongst the plants and had asked for permission to sketch him. She came back every day for a week. The next thing Iris knew he was informed that the government had sold him to Orchid for an undisclosed price. Apparently she was one of the most famous artists in all of the matriarchy. My captain seemed honored to meet her, I briefly recalled that I had seen her work myself. She specialized in nudes of slaves in poses of supplication or just after capture. It irritated slaves but the Goddesses loved it.

Captain Maize Holland and I spent two weeks either ensconced in our cabin or at the beach lazing and making love in the sun. For meals we walked to the string of restaurants just beyond the cabins. I was naked the whole time. The captain put a wrap on to dine or to peruse the small gift shops but other than that she exposed her spectacular body. I have a preference for brunettes but the captain really turned me on. She was in charge of the conditioning of officers and enlisted soldiers for her base, As a result she was in remarkable shape. I had to admit that her body was even better than my own lieutenant Raven Riley's. She took to procreation as if it were an exercise regimen. I was required to perform at least six times a day. The captain checked her pregnancy detector often. Eleven days into our vacation the captain had a smile of elation on her face.

"Congratulations, Petunia, You're going to be a father! In honor of your name beginning with a p I am going to name her "Petal." 

Then she approached me and said, "Your hard work is done so I am going to let you relax for the next three days. More than that when we are in this cabin I will wait on you had and foot. But you must NOT tell anyone that!"

That night we played a game that I thought was pure B.S. When I heard it making the rounds of Valet school but here it was before my eyes.

The Captain put on her uniform then withdrew from a hidden compartment in her luggage another uniform. It was large enough for me. There were no boots but everything else was there.

"Let's pretend that you are a northern soldier and that I have wondered into your territory and you captured me."

It can't be common knowledge in the south but up north in the Republic this very scenario is the fabric of just about ever jacking movie ever made there. In Northern fiction there is the myth of the woman who enters slavery willingly looking to get screwed by every soldier she can find. Every Northern boy grows up on those stories but realizes once they turn sixteen or so that such women don't really exist. Men and women both north and south hate slavery yet here I was, with a cliche come to life.

It felt great to wear a uniform again even if it was and out sized matriarchy one. The captain was really prepared for this fantasy, she even brought along a costume collar! She left the cabin for a moment while I turned the lights off and hid myself inside. 

The captain entered the cabin and began walking through it. I had hidden myself under the couch. I was on her quickly. With much less force than I would have in reality because of the baby I tackled her and slid the collar around her neck. I pretended to place a controller and then tied her hands behind her back.

She pretended to cry and moaned piteously. I pretended to pump her for intelligence then I led her to the bathroom, untied her hands and stripped her like a Northern captor would. Despite all the fucking we had done, I could not help but notice that the Captain was wetter during this scenario than she was in any of the previous eleven days.

I gave her a bath and pretended to shave her. Then I fucked her every way imaginable. It would not be an understatement to say that I really got into this fantasy as well. For the final three days, whenever we were in the cabin, the captain wore the phony collar and called me Master. She waited on me as though I were one. It was thoroughly wonderful. 

The captain hummed to herself as we drove back from the airport to my Lieutenant's quarters. She had a very contented smile upon her face.

"You are very gifted Petunia. You are going to be in high demand as a stud. Technically it is against regulations but I will try to find a way to send you a picture of our daughter. In two years I intend to have another I doubt that any of the studs that are available then will be half as talented as you. Of course if you are still available ..."

Neither of us were prepared to meet General Constance Lapper when we opened the door.

Instantly we both saluted. There was also a well dressed civilian military employee in the room.

"Constance ... I mean general. What a surprise it is meeting you here."

"Hello Maize, unfortunately this is not a social call. We have bad news for Petunia."

The General turned to me and said, "There is no way to sugarcoat this or make it any easier. Shortly after you left with the captain here to preform your stud duties First Lieutenant Raven Riley along with most of her squad was captured by Northern Republic raiders. She's been enslaved Petunia. I know this is heart breaking for you. This woman is Anna Yin, she is a grief counselor who specializes in slave and enslavement issues. She is here to help you through the process of grieving."

Anna Yin was a petite Asian woman who was quite beautiful. She was wearing a smart blue dress with a civilian/ military ID badge.

"We know you were attached to your Goddess," She stated. "This is always a sad occasion. Lieutenant Riley's next of kin wanted you to have this." She presented me with one of my Goddess's dog tags. That hit me like a ton of bricks.

Anna Yin embraced me and offered ne her lips.

"I am here for you Petunia. I will walk you through the next few days."

General Lapper seemed annoyed by Ann Yin's actions and spoke. "Under ordinary conditions Petunia, you would be sold to the highest bidder. It is a very exhausting and humiliating experience but I think we can short circuit that process in your case. I have purchased you on behalf of my daughter, Juniper, she is a captain and has just been transferred here to Fort Hera. I had nothing to do with that but I have decided to take advantage of this situation. She is 26 years old and, if I do say so myself, quite beautiful. I don't expect her to replace the Lieutenant in your heart but I do think that you will build up an affection for her. I have sung your praises to her and to be honest, with she and I on the same base, I will have access to you as well. She will be arriving in five days. Until that time Ms Yin will be responsible for you" 

Anna Yin brought out some mellow wine and some cheeses. Captain Holland excused herself and the General and I reminisced about my former Goddess as Anna Yin steered the conversation. Hours later the General left. Anna gave me a blow job and then helped me pack. I was entitled to keep my clothing and a few personal effects. Anna knew exactly what I was permitted to keep. My new owner could make me give them up but Anna said, that hardly ever happened.

Since I could no longer stay in Lieutenant Riley's quarters Anna took me off base to a hotel. She held authority over me and wielded my controller. She encouraged me to talk about my life when I was free and my life under "Goddess Riley." I did not like the thought of her collared and controlled but that was how the north and south operated. By now she was owned and was being used regularly by a Northern officer. Anna was very attentive. She gave me a bath, massaged me and jerked me off all the while playing soothing music and talking to me gently. There really was something to what Anna was doing because I felt much better a few days later. I wondered about the General's daughter. It turned out that general Lapper was older than she looked. Since the General looked so good now I could only imagine what a youthful version of her looked like.

Because I was expected to get to know my new Captain, my stud activities were delayed for a time. There was high demand for me so I would have to be sent back on stud duty for no more than three months delay. Anna rendered me sterile with the controller then had me ride her like a Northern slave girl. When she was naked I noticed that she was shaved. She was the first bushless Southern free woman I had ever encountered so I asked her about it.

"It helps me identify with those enduring the slave experience." She told me. I enjoyed the novelty of dining on bald pussy. I had gotten used to women fur but it certainly was not what I had grown up with. I was beginning to believe that every Southern woman was a secret slut. 

After five days of being ministered to by Ana my new Captain arrived, Anna scheduled my controller handover for noon on Friday. I was quite capable of doing it but Anna insisted upon dressing me in my uniform. I had to fix the details she got wrong when she wasn't paying attention. The handover took place in officer's lounge.

I was in love with Captain Juniper Lapper from the moment I saw her. Long black shinny hair, long legs, perky tits. a clear Ivory complexation, bowed lips and crystal blue eyes. She was the spitting image of her mother. The only thing I noticed from her father Rose was the shape of her nose and the width of her forehead. She noticed us, We were not hard to pick out. I towered over Anna. She must have looked like an elf leading a moose around.

"You must be Petunia and Ms Yin." She said.

I bent to the ground and kissed the Captain's boots as expected of a Valet seeking new ownership or . In my case, of having a new owner forced upon him by circumstances.

"On your feet Valet. I accept your service. My mother has told me so much about you. You certainly are as handsome as she claimed."

She turned to Anna, accepted my controller and asked, "Did he give you any problems?"

"Oh no Captain, he was a very good patient and I found ministering to him to be a pleasure. I believe we have put his recent loss in proper perspective and it will not impact upon his service to you."

"Very good. The army thanks you for your service and has cut you a check for your time and effort. You can pick it up at the electronic funds building." 

"Thank you Captain." With that Anna Yin turned, exited the hall and left my life. 

After she was out of earshot my new Goddess asked "Is it true that she shaves her womanhood?"

I was too stunned to answer but Juniper read my expression correctly.

"Really? I'd heard rumors but ... Well just between yourself and me Valet, those slave grief counselors are not quite right in the head. Don't get me wrong, I respect the work they do but men were put on this planet to serve women and to worship them. Its unseemly for a woman to pamper a man and cater to his needs. Outside some kinds of sexual play of course. 

Where are your things stored? I will have them sent over to our quarters. My last Valet committed an atrocious faux pau. He tripped and spilled hot soup all over my Colonel's lap . She was seriously burned and he was administered fifty lashes and busted back down to Neophyte. He actually had to return to Valet School for more training. That is why I am now here at Fort Hera and why you are now in my service. I am sure that you miss your Lieutenant terribly but I think that we will like each other very much. For example, physically you are more my type than my last Valet. Well Let's get moving my quarters are in the officer's quadrant."

We walked over to the motor pool where the Captain requisitioned a vehicle. I carried her suitcases. I had to produce my license and explain my familiarity with transports. After all of the electronic paperwork was done we found ourselves in a sporty new transport. We decided to swing by the storage depot to collect my things and then I drove the Captain to her quadrant. It was a small base house. Living room, two bedrooms with attached bathrooms, a large kitchen surrounded by a small yard which needed mowing. We entered the house to discover it furnished. 

"I rented the house and bought the contents over the web. Its basically a swap between myself and a Captain who was transferred from here to my old base. I see that our tastes match. Petunia check out the kitchen. If possible whip me up a snack. You will have to clean this place top to bottom tomorrow. I like my Valets nude while they are cleaning. So much fun, and relaxing to watch."

I made my way to the kitchen and was relieved to find that the food synthesizer had been re-provisioned a week ago. It was all still fresh. I decided to pull out all the stops to get my relationship with my new Goddess off on the right foot. I made mock lobster tail. It is VERY difficult to synthesize you have to mix the right proportions at the right time limit at the proper temperature or it comes out bitter. I am freakishly good at making it.

Twenty minuets later I had the table set and found my Goddess unpacking her suitcase.

"Goddess, dinner is served."

I followed her to the kitchen and held the chair for her and waited.

"You may sit at the table Petunia."

I saw my new Goddesses eyes light up when she tasted my meal.

"Goodness you ARE gifted. Your cooking will be the hit of every party I host."

While she ate she stared at me. I tried to read her thoughts but I could not deduce what was going on behind her porcelain countenance. She cleared her plate and then said.

"Leave these dishes for later. I noticed the the main bathroom is fully stocked. Prepare my bath then remember the protocol and bathe me, I HAVE to see if you are everything mother claims."

I filled the tub and them preformed the protocol and remembered all the rituals as I stripped the captain. Naked she was fantastic. I t was like looking at her mother's body through a time machine. Her legs were long and lovely her ass was to die for, Her tummy was flat and toned her tits youthfully perky Her black bush and the hair on her head was practically luminous under the lighting, I massaged her and discovered that she was just as orgasmic as her mother. After the bath we made our way to the bedroom where I fucked the Captain silly. She had a taste for the perverse, just like her mother. There was back door action and positions I had never tried before. I felt completely spent when the Captain was finished with me.

"My mother is not a liar," She said to me as we cuddled afterwards. "You are the kind of Valet an officer likes to grow old with Petunia. I am going to have to keep a very tight reign on you lest I lose you to a superior officer. I wish I could brand my initials in your flesh giving me sole ownership, like cattle in ancient times. Your Lieutenant's loss is my considerable gain. I almost hate having to share you with my mother but she is not just my mother she is also my commanding officer. We should pop in to see her first thing tomorrow. It will be nice to see Rose as well. Most women never meet their fathers. If things work out well, Petunia, you will know our children as well. Did you know that a General can keep their Valet in retirement?" Mother intends to keep Rose and move to Shagrila. I may just follow in her footsteps." 

As my eyes shut for the evening I thanked the male Gods that I had ended up as a Valet. I ran my hand along the sleeping body of my new Goddess. I said a silent prayer on behalf of my lamented Lieutenant, but looked forward to life with my new Goddess and the new path my life was about to take.



A Soldier's Story



I could hear her breathing become more and more labored. She was becoming excited by the attention I was paying to her breasts.

I moved my hand down to her stomach and slowly moved down between her legs. She opened her legs to allow my hand access to her dripping slit. I first put one finger and then another into her vagina and started to rub her clit with my thumb.

Mom started to moan and lift her hips into my hand. I continued to suck on her nipples, moving from one to the other.

All of a sudden, Mom pulled away from me and said, "No, not like this."

I went into a panic, what did I do wrong? Why did she move away from me?

Mom sat up, pushed me onto my back, and moved one leg over me, straddling me. She moved down and when her vagina was over my once again steel hard dick she impaled herself on it with one plunge. 

I couldn't believe it. She was riding my dick and I responded by lifting my hips and forcing my dick deeper and deeper into her. We got into a rhythm. Wildly copulating. 

Mom's breasts were bouncing and swaying from side to side as he rode my cock. She was shouting, " Oh Baby Fuck me…Fuck me…FUCK ME."

Hearing my mother use language like that really turned me on. I had never heard her say anything even mildly off color.

Once again I felt the tingling in my balls. I said, "Mom, I'm going to cum."

She answered, "Hold on for another second, I want to cum with you."

I held back as much as I could and it was only because I had so recently ejaculated that I was able to last a little longer.

Then mom started to tremble and shake as she forced her vagina down onto my erection. 

She yelled, "Now…now…Terry come with me…I WANT YOUR CUM…I WANT YOUR CUM IN ME…OH GOD…PLEASE FILL ME."

That pushed me over the edge and once again I exploded into my mother. I pushed my dick as far into her love tunnel as I could force it. Shooting my young potent sperm into her deepest recesses.

When we were both spent she fell on top of me, keeping my cock firmly in her vagina. As we lay there we whispered our love to each other. And that's how we fell asleep.

Chapter Three – The Aftermath

I awoke in a bit of a daze. It was 0500 hours (5:00 AM), the time I usually got up. It was still dark and at first I didn't know where I was. I turned and saw my Mother in the bed next me and the events of last night came rushing back at me. Oh my god, I had made love to my own mother. We had sex two times last night. I had cum in my Mom's body twice. 

I didn't know what to do. As I lay there looking at my mother, knowing that under the sheet she was as naked as I was, I couldn't help but stare at her sheet covered breasts and watch them rise and fall as she breathed.

I began to get an erection. Once again I wanted to make love to her…but she was my MOTHER…how could I think like that. I had already loved her as no son should love his mother. 

I slowly and quietly got out of the bed, not wanting to disturb her. I went into the bathroom, closed the door and turned on the light. I looked at myself in the mirror. Looking at what a real motherfucker looked like. How could I have done that to the woman who gave me life, who fed me, cared for me, raised me, gave me everything I ever wanted. What kind of monster was I?

I quickly washed up and turned off the light and went back into the bedroom. I picked up my boxers and put them on. I walked to the large picture window that overlooked a park. I stood there staring out the window, not seeing anything, not hearing anything, lost in my own morose thoughts.

That's why I didn't hear my mother get out of bed and walk up behind me. How long she stood there I have no idea. I returned to earth when I heard a sob. She placed her hands on my bare back and I jumped and turned around. My mother was standing there sobbing. She was wearing the robe she wore last night. 

She reached for me and sobbed, "Terry…my love…I am so sorry…I don't know what came over me last night…I just couldn't control myself…It's been so long that I had anyone love me like that…please don't hate me…I couldn't live if you hated me."

I was shocked. Here I was praying that my mother wouldn't hate me for what I did to her and she was thinking I might hate her for what she did to me.

I took her in my arms and held her close. 

I kissed away her tears saying, "Mother, I could never hate you, I was so afraid that you would hate me this morning… Mother I love you more than life itself."

"Oh Terry I was so afraid…I didn't know how you felt…you were just standing here looking out of the window…you didn't say anything …I was so afraid."

I pulled her closer. "Mom", I said. "I love you more than anyone or anything in this world. Last night was the most beautiful thing that ever happened to me. I love you."

I brought my lips to hers and kissed her. Our mouths opened, and our tongues met. I crushed her body into mine. My newly erect penis pressed into her stomach. She started to grind her hips into mine. My hands were all over her. As I reached down to untie her robe she reached down and pulled my boxers off. 

She then pulled away and said, "We both need a shower. Come my love and let me wash your back."

"Only if I can return the favor, Mom." I retorted.

"I wouldn't have it any other way," Mom said.

As we walked to the bathroom, she dropped her robe. She wiggled her tight little ass and looked back smiling. 

"You Like?" she giggled.

"Oh yea, Mom I LIKE." 

My dick was sticking out like a flag pole.

Mom looked and asked is a sweet little voice, "Did I do that?"

I stopped, I looked around, smiled at her and said, "I don't see anyone else around… so it must be you."

She took a swing at me and said, "Oh…you."

I reached out and pulled her into my arms. She laughed and wrapped her arms around me. Our naked bodies were pressed together. My erection was trapped between our stomachs. Her breasts were mashed into my chest. Once again our lips met and we kissed like the lovers we were.

We separated and went into the shower. Mom grabbed the washcloth and lathered it up. She started to wash my chest and arms, she moved down to my stomach and then to my rock hard dick. I sighed when she began to rub my dick and balls with the cloth. 

She grinned and said, "Doesn't this thing ever go down?"

"Not when I'm around you." I laughed.

"Well, I have to do something about that," She retorted. "But, first I want to get my baby squeaky clean." 

She continued washing my body.

When she finished, I lathered up a washcloth and slowly and lovingly rubbed it all over her body. I started with her back, moving down to her shapely ass. I put my arms around her and washed her breasts ever so slowly. Moving down her body I washed her stomach and moved between her legs. I had my body up against her back. My dick was pressed between the cheeks of her ass. I slowly began to rub my dick along the crack of her ass as I moved my fingers over the lips of her vagina. 

Mom groaned and pushed her ass into me. Dropping the washcloth I grabbed her breasts and began to massage them, paying special to the hardening nipples. She leaned forward against the tiled shower wall and pushed her butt into me. 

"Oh Terry, you make me feel so good."

I said, "I want you so much...I can't keep my hands off of you. I need you."

I took my dick in my hand and guided to toward her hot, wet velvety slit. Slowly I eased the head of my dick into her. We moaned as my shaft slid into her well-lubricated vagina. She was so wet and tight. 

When I was completely inside her. She flexed her vaginal muscles. I almost came on the spot. The feeling was incredible. My dick was held so tight that it took a concerted effort to move it.

"Did you like that?" Mom asked.

"Oh wow, that was unbelievable," I answered.

"I just want to make my lover happy."

It struck me that I was indeed her lover…I had always been her son but now…lover also.

I started to piston my dick into her. My speed increased as I felt that now familiar tingling in my balls. 

Mom was humping her ass into me moaning her love for me, over and over.

Mom began to stiffen and tremble as her orgasm hit. She let out a whining sound and forced herself back into me so hard that I almost lost my balance.

I redoubled my efforts and chanting what was now my mantra, "I love you…I love you." 

I shot load after load of cum into her womb.

Mom's legs gave out and I lowered the two of us onto the floor of the shower. She was sitting on my lap with my softening dick still inside her. We sat there for a while letting the water run over us.

We got up and rinsed off. We got out of the shower and toweled each other dry. 

We realized that we needed to eat so we dressed and we went to a diner that was close by and ate a hearty breakfast. We spent the day seeing the sights of Columbia, the capitol building and other anti-bellum buildings that survived Sherman's March during the Civil War. We were laughing, hugging and kissing like we were a honeymoon couple.

Mom did some souvenir shopping for Rachel and Uncle Freddy. We had dinner in a small restaurant we found. Mom really loved the food, kind of northern Italian. We had drinks and once again shared a bottle of wine. 

After dinner we went window shopping and just wandered around the downtown area in no real rush to get back to the hotel. It seemed that right now just being with this beautiful and loving woman was enough. Finally, we made our way to the hotel.  

On getting to the room, Mom asked me to make a couple of drinks. She started to remove her dress. She asked me to unzip her and she stood there with her back to me. I walked over to her and slowly pulled the zipper down. It stopped just above her ass. I reached inside the now open dress and caressed her bra-covered breasts. I reached back and unhooked the bra and brought my hands back to her breasts. 

Mom leaned back and put her head on my shoulder. 

"I love the feeling of you touching my body, Terry. I don't ever want you to stop."

"Don't worry about that, Mom, I will never stop touching and loving you."

I reached up and slid the dress and bra from her shoulders and they fell to the floor. I then pulled her panties off and they joined the dress and bra on the floor.

Mom turned around and started to remove my pants as I unbuttoned my shirt. She removed my boxers and we embraced. We kissed and our tongues explored each other's mouth. 

Mom pushed me down on to the bed and straddled me. She started kissing my neck and moved down to my chest. She continued to kiss her way down my body, until her face was right above my stiff dick.

Mom took my dick in her hands and kissed the tip. She licked the pre-cum off of her lips and said, "Umm that's good."

She began to kiss and lick up and down my shaft. Nipping at the tip with her teeth. She took the head of my dick into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it. 

I was lying on the bed moaning and gasping. There is nothing like having a loving woman sucking and licking your dick. It is even more intense when that woman is your own mother.

She continued to take more and more of my dick into her mouth until it was completely in her mouth. She began to slide up and down on my dick sucking and licking me.

I began to feel the tingling in my balls and knew that I would soon be cumming. I told Mom that I was close and she lifted her head and said, "Yes, my darling cum, cum in my mouth."

I felt the hot cream start up my shaft and arched my back. I put my hands on Mom's head and tried to push my dick down her throat. 

I groaned, "Oh God…MOM…MOM…I'm Cumming …cumming," 

I yelled as my dick erupted into her soft, wet, loving mouth.

Mom began to suck harder and when I began to shoot my load into her mouth she pulled back, keeping only the head of my dick in her mouth. She sucked and swallowed all of my cum.

I couldn't believe that anything could feel so wonderful. 

When I stopped cumming, Mom moved up and looked me in the eyes. There was a small dribble of cum running from the corner of her mouth and I moved forward and licked it off of her face. She smiled at me and I pulled her into me and kissed her hard on the lips. My tongue pushed into her mouth and I could taste the remnants of my semen. 

I whispered to her, "Mom, that was wonderful, Oh God; I love you so much."

"I just want to make my son happy," she answered.

"Oh, you have. Now I want to make you happy," I said as I moved her to her back.

I kissed her lips softly then started to kiss my way to her breasts. I lingered there sucking and kissing her nipples. Mom put her hands on my head holding me to her breast. She was starting to breath heavily. 

I slowly continued my trip down her body. Kissing, licking and biting my way to her stomach stopping at her belly button and then to the top of her pubic bush. Mom didn't shave but she did keep it trimmed. I could smell her musk. It was like an aphrodisiac to me. My dick seemed to instantly get hard. But, it was my intention to pleasure my Mother not myself…at least not now.

I breathed in her scent. I began to lick and kiss all around her pussy. I went up and down the outside of her slit. 

Mom was writhing and squirming beneath my face. 

She was panting and saying, "Oh Terry…Oh Terry…that feels so good. Please… Oh please don't stop."

I then began my attack on her pussy. I spread the lips of her pussy and stuck my tongue into the wet velvety slit. She was so wet. I licked up her juices. My God…she was delicious…I never wanted to stop. I licked and sucked for all I was worth. I was in heaven. I had tasted the nectar of the gods. I was addicted. 

I then moved to her clit, the little nubbin was erect and puffy. I gently licked and caressed my Mom's clit taking it into my mouth and sucking it gently.

I pushed first one finger and then two fingers into my mother's vagina. I started to slowly saw them into and out of her wet love hole. All the while I was servicing the clit.

Mom started to whine and moan. She wrapped her thighs around my head and with her hands she pushed me into her vagina. She was telling me to suck her and to love her with my fingers. 

"Terry…Terry…I love you…don't stop…Please DON"T STOP…LOVE ME …LOVE ME."

She began to shake and tremble. I knew that she was close to cumming. I moved my fingers faster and faster. Her vagina spewed her juices out and I tried to suck them up. My face and hand was covered and her juice. I kept working her clit and pussy until I felt her body start to go limp.

I untangled myself from her hands and legs and moved up her body until I was looking my mother in the eyes. She looked at me and smiled. 

She said, "Terry, my son…no one has ever made me cum so hard before. You have given me more pleasure than any one else in the world. I love you more than anything."

I smiled at her and said, "Mom, I love you and all I want is to give you pleasure and make you happy."

"You have most certainly have done that, my beautiful boy …no… my beautiful man…my lover."

I leaned down and kissed her. My face was covered with her love juice and she began to lick it off. I was in heaven. 

I laid next to her with my arms around her kissing and hugging. The desire for her body built up in me until I my dick was once again like a steel beam.

"Mom, I want you…I need to be in you…I have to have you."

Mom rolled onto her back. She held her arms out to me while she spread her legs. "Come to me my love…Come to me and take your Mother."

I move on top of her and she reached down and guided me into her sweet hot vagina. There was no rush. We took our time and I slowly and lovingly stroked my dick in and out of her. We went on like this for what seemed like years.

Mom was telling me how wonderful it felt to have her vagina wrapped around my dick. She told me that she had never felt so full.

I swore my love for her and said that having my dick in her tight love hole was heaven. 

As our passions increased so did the speed of our fucking. We kept going until Mom started to shake and gasp for air. She started to moan that she was getting close. I began to feel the tightening in my balls and dick. I was also close.

I began to hammer my dick into her vagina. Mom lifted her legs and wrapped them around my waist. She was humping her hips in rhythm with my strokes. 

I forced my lips to hers and my tongue attacked her mouth. She opened her lips and accepted my tongue into her mouth as she had accepted my dick into her vagina.

Mom began to scream into my mouth as she came. Her vagina oozed her juices all over my dick. 

This once again sent me over the edge and I felt my load start up my shaft and explode into my mother's vagina. As I pushed my dick as far into her as possible, the head of my dick entered through her cervix and I shot load after load of my sperm directly into her womb. 

I kept repeating, "Oh Mom I love you …I love you."

Mom was moaning, "Terry…Terry…Terry…don't ever stop loving me."

Finally my balls were empty and I stopped ejaculating. I moved to Mom's side. She turned with me keeping my dick inside of her. We lay there joined at the hips, softly kissing. 

We fell into a deep slumber still joined.

As usual, I was up before the sun. I had moved during the night and I was no longer in my mother. I looked over at her and just lay there watching her breathe. She seemed so peaceful. 

Not wanting to wake her, I very slowly got out of the bed and made my way the bathroom. I was brushing my teeth when the door opened and Mom walked in and put her arms around me. 

She said, "I wanted to get up early so that we would have as much time together as possible. I have to catch the one o'clock plane…Oh my darling I don't want to go…I want to be with you all of the time."

"I don't want to lose you, either, Mom. What are we going to do?" I asked.

Ever the realist, Mom said, "What we are going to do Terry. You will go back to the Army and I am going to go home. We have to get back to our lives…but we don't have to worry about that for another couple of hours."

We went back to bed and made love, fucking, sucking and licking each other until we had to go to the airport so Mom could catch the plane home. We didn't even stop for something to eat.

When we got to the airport we grabbed a sandwich and sat waiting for her flight. We were kissing and hugging like two lovers. No one really took notice, as there were a number of couples doing the same thing. For the first time I called my mom by her given name, Sarah. We really didn't want to raise too many eyebrows. 

Mom was one of the last passengers to board the plane. We kissed passionately one last time and I let her go. She walked onto the plane looking back a number of times. I stood and watched her and then watched the plane until it was out of sight. I caught the bus back to Fort Jackson.

The next morning we were shipped to the AIT Company and spent the next month learning even more ways to kill people and how to make it hard for the enemy to kill us.

Chapter Four - Christmas Leave

Finally, we were getting ready to head out for our two week, Christmas leave. We finished training on Thursday afternoon but I wouldn't be catching a flight home until Friday evening. Mom was going to pick me up at the airport when the plane landed. All we had scheduled for that Friday was to sit around waiting for our flights and also hiding from any NCOs, so we wouldn't be put on a work detail…"because you guys weren't doing anything anyway and this would help pass the time."




A Soldier's Story



On Thursday, all I could think about was Mom's cooking and how nice it would be eating REAL food again. I couldn't make myself eat in the Mess Hall all day.

After not eating dinner, I went back to the barracks and packed my duffel bag. I was all ready to leave. At about 1830 hrs (6:30 PM), my Platoon Sergeant walks into the barracks and yells, "GOLDBERG…MATSON…FRONT AND CENTER." In other words, get your butts up here. Goldberg and I moaned and the rest of the platoon snickered after breathing a sigh of relief.

When we got in front of the Sergeant, he gave us a funny smile and said," You have 15 minutes to get packed and into your Class As (dress uniforms) and get to the Captain's office with your gear…He has a detail for you two." 

We gave a audible groan, the Sergeant said, "Quit your bitchin and get a move on; 15 minutes or your butts are mine."

Knowing better than to be late, Goldberg and I changed into out dress uniforms and were at the Captains office in 14 minutes.

On reporting to the Captain, He told us that we were going to go the armory to pick up an M16 and 40 rounds of ammo each. We were going to be security on a flight to Midway airport. 

MIDWAY…Goldberg and I looked at each other…that was HOME for both of us.

The Captain continued, upon arrival at Midway we would turn the plane over to the MPs along with the weapons and ammo and be on our way.

Goldberg and I were going home a day early. I looked over at my Sergeant and he had a shit-eating grin on his face and he said, "Merry Christmas and a Happy Chanukah, Privates!"

Thirty minutes later Goldberg and I were sitting on a military transport plane, waiting to take off.

The flight was not the most comfortable; but we were going home, early.

We were never told what we were guarding, but then again, we never asked. Upon arrival at Midway we turned everything over to the MPs. 

I had let Goldberg call his parents from Columbia, one of us had to be on the plane at all times so I let him go and phone home. 

His parents were there when we landed. They offered to take me home, but I asked them to take me to the restaurant where Mom worked. It was actually on their way home so it worked out better.

That's how I arrived at the back door of the restaurant at 2230 hrs (10:30 PM).

I had been there many times before and I knew that someone would open when I knocked.

I knocked and Marie Rochard (Who with her husband, Gilbert owned the restaurant) opened the door. Her jaw practically hit the floor. "TERRANCE……what…." She threw herself at me taking me in her arms and hugging me to her more than ample breasts.

She whispered in her lovely French accent, "Hush; come with me." 

She led me by the hand into the restaurant. She held her finger over her lips to keep the others in the kitchen from saying anything. I knew most of the workers in the kitchen, so when I walked in they all came over to the door smiling and giggling but keeping quite.

Mom and Marie had been in the dining room going over the happenings of the night and preparing for tomorrow. 

Mom yelled, "Who was at the door, Marie?"

Marie answered, "A delivery…I have a hunk of beef here…come and decide what we should do with it." 

The kitchen staff were all giggling.

Mom walked into the kitchen saying, "What are you talking about…what hunk of beef…we didn't order…TERRY!" 

She ran into my arms kissing and hugging me. At this point everyone was laughing and talking, asking questions and making comments about how I looked and how I was.

Soon everything quieted down and by 2305 hrs (11:05 PM) everyone but Marie, Mom and I had gone home.

It was usual, after everyone else had gone home, for Mom and Marie to sit for a while and talk about all sorts of things over a glass of wine. Tonight however, Marie broke out a really good bottle of wine, Mom had put a plate of food together for me and the three of us sat and talked and drank wine as I ate. I had to tell them everything about my training and how I got home a day early.

We talked for about an hour and a half. When the bottle was empty we cleaned up the dishes and Mom and I walked Marie to her car in the parking lot. It was lightly raining. When Marie drove off, Mom and I walked hand in hand toward her car. I was carrying my duffel bag.

When we were about 20 yards from Mom's car, the sky lit up with lightning and thunder boomed. We started to run for the car as it began to pour. Mom opened her door and then opened my side. We were soaked but were laughing. We took off our coats and threw them in the back seat with my duffel bag.

Mom slid over the seat to me and put her arms around me. I held her in a tight hug. We looked into each other's eyes. I moved my lips onto hers. Our tongues attacked each other's mouth. My hands went to her breasts as her hands started to open my belt and pull my zipper down. I reached under her skirt and smiled when I discovered Mom wasn't wearing panties. 

Mom pulled my pants and boxers down. I lowered the back of my seat. Mom lifted her leg over me and straddled me. She dropped and impaled herself on my dick. Here was no tenderness in our coupling. It was pure lustful passion. We went at each other like rutting animals. We were oblivious to the rain, lightning and thunder. All we knew was our desire for each other. After a few moments, Mom started to scream and shake as she orgasmed. I pushed up into Mom and began to fire off my sperm into her body over and over again.

Finally, we slowed and Mom lay on top of me. We tenderly kissed. 

Mom looked into my eyes and said, "Terry, I was afraid that you might have had second thoughts about us. I was so worried" 

I whispered to her "Mom, you will never have to worry about that; I will never stop loving you like this."

We sat up and straightened up. As we slowly drove home, Mom told me that my sister, Rachel was taking her last exams this morning and it would be best that she not know I was home. 

She said that Rachel would be so excited about my being home she would find it hard to concentrate on her tests. I agreed, but I asked where would I sleep. 

Mom answered, "In my bed…where else. Rachel won't come into my room as she knows that I get in late and she won't want to wake me."

How could I argue with that?

When we got home, we quietly went to Mom's room. We undressed. Once again I was able to gaze upon my Mother's beautiful body.

In an instant, I was hard. 

Mom smiled and said, "Come to me my lovely son. But we must be quiet. We can't risk waking Rachel."

As difficult as it was, we were quiet. Rachel slept. After both of us having orgasmed, we slept.

I woke up a little disoriented I wasn't sure exactly where I was. I soon came to my senses when I realized that my Mom was slowly stroking my morning hard on. She was looking at me and smiling. I reached for her and tried to grab her. She slipped out of my grasp and moved toward the bathroom, saying, "Shower…Now."

By the time I got to the bathroom, Mom had the shower running and was standing under the spray. I opened the shower door and Mom said, "What too you so long, sleepy head?"

I walked into the shower, took her in my arms and pulled her close. Our wet naked bodies pressed together. I felt her breasts against my chest. My erection was trapped between our stomachs.

I was looking into her eyes and laughing. 

Mom asked, "What's so funny?"

I answered, "Yesterday I was showering with ten other guys and now I'm standing under the shower with the most beautiful woman in the world. I'm holding her like a lover."

Mom said, "Well, you are my lover, Terry."

I kissed her hard and picked her up. She spread her legs, wrapping them around my waist as I entered her.

We slowly started to make love. We kept kissing until we both started to moan and then yell our love as we came.

After toweling off, we went down stairs to the kitchen. Mom started breakfast as I set the table. As we ate Mom said she wanted to talk. She told me that Rachel was having a rather hard time with my being away. She asked me to be good to her and spend some time with her.

"She really misses you. I have found her crying at night. She told me that she worries about you all of the time. So please be good to her and let her know that you love her."

"I had no idea, Mom. She never gave that impression in her letters. But, don't worry I will do what I have to do to make her happy"

"I'm sure you will Terry." Mom said, in a funny tone of voice, with a smile on her face.

As we were cleaning up after breakfast, Uncle Freddy came in. 

He yelled, "Sarah?" 

"In the kitchen Fred," Mom answered.

"Getting ready for Terry's home coming, huh?"

"Well it's a little late for that, I think," Mom laughed.

"What are you talking about ….TERRY…You weren't supposed to be home until tonight. What did you do go AWOL?" Uncle Freddy shouted, as he gave me a bear hug.

"No, I didn't go AWOL…I just got lucky," I laughed.

We sat and over some coffee, I went through the whole story again for Uncle Freddy. 

Uncle Freddy said, "Boy, he really did you a solid."

I laughed and told him and Mom about the time one of the guys in my platoon backed a jeep into the side of the barracks and busted up some of the water pipes. The Sergeant was so angry he almost killed the driver. The Sergeant was going to hear about it from the Captain. Well, I grabbed Goldberg and told the sergeant that I could have it as good as new in a couple of hours.

He didn't believe me at first but what did he have to lose? So he left us there and we went to work. Goldberg really didn't know about plumbing but I wanted company and some help and he didn't want to go on a 5 mile run. 

When the rest of the platoon got back, Goldberg and I were done. You couldn't tell that anything had happened. The Sergeant was really happy. He told us that we saved him a real ass chewing.

It didn't seem that he remembered anything the next day because he was just as hard on us as he had ever been. We thought that he didn't care. Until; last night.

Uncle Freddy laughed and said, "Well, I guess all that time showing you how to do things paid off."

Uncle Freddy went back to work at about 1430 hrs (2:30 PM), and Mom left for the restaurant at the same time.

When Rachel got home around 1500 hrs (3:00 PM), I was there waiting.

Rachel came in the front door and threw her book bag on the couch and flopped down onto the recliner. She let out a sigh and just melted into the chair, with her eyes closed. I stood in the doorway and watched her.

Rachel was a younger version of Mom. She looked so much like Mom that people thought that they were sisters. Rachel was about an inch taller than Mom. She had the same thin build. However her breasts were slightly bigger than Mom's.

Finally, I said, "Well, my sister comes home and all she does is flop down on the recliner and just ignores her brother."

Rachel moaned, "Oh, Terry, I've had a rough day, can't you leave ...What …Terry …TERRY…you aren't supposed to be home until tonight!"

"Ok, so I will leave and come back tonight, when you are ready for me."

"TERRY," she screamed and she jumped out of the chair and leapt at me throwing her arms around me and kissing and hugging me.

"When did you get home?"

"Last night," I answered.

"Why didn't you tell me???...You didn't tell me…WHY?" She cried pushing me away from her.

I looked at her and asked, "Were your tests difficult, today?"

"They were really difficult, unbelievably hard," she wept.

"How do you think you did?" I asked.

"My teachers told me I aced them," she answered.

"How do you think you would have done if you knew I was home?"

"I would have been thinking about you."

"RIGHT; and that's why we didn't tell you."

She ran to me and threw her arms around me, "Oh god, Terry you're right. I wouldn't have been able to concentrate…but now you are home and I want to spend all my time with you," she wept.

"I am yours, Rachel…your wish is my command."

"What do you want for dinner?" she laughed.

"You really want to know?"

"Of course." Rachel answered.

"I would love a good slice of PIZZA." I laughed

"Well then off to NICKIE'S," Rachel shouted. "But first I have to change."

Rachel ran up the stairs. After about 25 minutes she came down. She was wearing a halter-top, which showed off her breasts in a wonderful manner, and a mini skirt that exposed two of the most wonderful legs I ever saw. 

Where had I been and why had I never saw her before. I stood there staring with my mouth open; I couldn't believe that this was the skinny lanky sister I had known all of my life. She was Beautiful.

"Wow, Rachel; you look great," I gasped.

"That's nice for you to say; Terry," she said. "Now lets go to Nicky's."

We drove her car the couple of blocks to Nicky's, and had two slices of the best pizza east of the Mississippi.

After we finished eating, Rachel wanted to go to a club she had been going to with some of her friends from the culinary institute. 

Of course I agreed, even thought I hated dancing. I knew that Rachel loved to dance. 

My idea of dancing was the "Y" dance. I would put my arms around the girl and she puts her arms around me…Why dance???

We went to the club. Rachel just introduced me as Terry, her friend. One of her girlfriends asked, "Where did you find him?" Rachel just said, "He has been out of town."

When the music started Rachel and I danced a few fast dances. We then sat down and Rachel went to the ladies room with some of the girls. Some of the guys who were with the group came over to me and asked me how I knew Rachel. I kept with Rachel's game and told them that I have known her for many years. But, that I have been out of town lately.

They laughed and said that if I was expecting anything from Rachel, I was out of luck. Rachel would dance the fast dances but not the slow dances…She was the ICE QUEEN.

"Don't expect anything from her," they told me.

I told them, "I know exactly what I will get from her." 

Nothing, I thought, she is my sister.

Rachel then came back and we danced some more. Then a slow song started and I started to leave the dance floor. 

Rachel grabbed me and said, "Dance with me, Terry."

She put her arms around me and started to move. I tried to keep us apart. However, she would have none of that and pulled me close to her. I went with it and held her close as we danced.

We danced a couple of slow dances, really close. I started to get an erection. I tried to keep my distance so Rachel wouldn't realize I was getting a hard-on from being close to her. But again Rachel pulled me close to her. She must have felt my hard dick pressing into her. But, she didn't let on. She just held me close and danced.

The dance floor was rather crowded and most of the couples were making out. Rachel had her head on my shoulder. I turned my head and brushed my lips over hers. She smiled at me and told me that she loved me. I kissed her again.

After a while Rachel whispered into my ear' "Terry, lets go home."

We went back to her friends and said good night. Rachel's friends didn't seem to have noticed us, as nothing was said and I didn't get any looks from the guys. There were interested only in what they were doing, not concerned about anyone else.

Rachel and I walked to her car hand in hand. 

When we got in the car, Rachel turned to me and put her arms around me and said, "Oh, Terry, thank you so very much…that really helped me. Now maybe, they won't think of me as the Ice Queen."

I lightly kissed her on the lips, and said, "No problem Rach. You know that I love you, and believe me, you are no Ice Queen."

She just smiled and hugged me.

As I drove home Rachel sat close to me with her arms around me.

When we got home I went to my room and changed into my sweat pants and t-shirt and went down to the living room sat on the couch and turned on the TV. Rachel changed into a very short baby-doll nightgown. 

As she came down the stairs, I couldn't believe my eyes. She was so sexy and beautiful. The gown just covered her panties showing off her long shapely legs. It was obvious that she was not wearing a bra, as her breasts swayed and jiggled as she came down the stairs. 

Seeing Rachel like this reenergized my erection. 

She went into the kitchen poured two glasses of wine and came and sat next to me. She handed one glass to me and cuddled up next to me. 

She smiled at me and said, "Terry, you were the best tonight. All of the girls wanted you…but…I was the one who had you."

"Rach, you are the only one that I wanted to be with."

Rachel laughed and pulled me close. She kissed me on the lips. I returned the kiss and pushed my tongue into her mouth. She opened her mouth to my tongue and eased hers into mine. Our tongues met. I held her close and put my hand on her ass, pulling her hips into my groin.

I moved my hand to her breast. I cupped it and started to finger her nipple. Rachel reached down and started to message my dick through my sweats. 

Rachel lay back onto the couch and pulled me on top of her. I lay there on top of my sister and moved my hand down under her gown to her panties. 

I was filled with lust for my sister, Rachel. I put my hand into her panties and moved my fingers, stroking the lips of her vagina. 

Rachel slipped her hand inside my shorts and took my dick in her hand and began to stroke it. 

I grabbed the bottom of her gown and began to pull it up. Rachel lifted off of the couch and raised her arms helping me remove it. 

Her breasts were magnificent. Her areolas the size of a silver dollar and her nipples were puffy and hard. I bent down and took her nipple in my mouth. I sucked it and lightly bit it. 

I moved from one breast to the other licking, sucking and biting. Rachel was moaning and holding my head to her.

She was saying, "Terry…Terry…Oh god…I love you…I love you."

I started to move my kisses lower on her body. Moving to her stomach kissing and licking her belly button.

Rachel kept her hands on my head. She continued moaning.

As I approached her pubic hair, I began to spread her legs. As I did, Rachel spread them wide for me. I kissed her inner thighs moving from one to the other. Then I moved up and started to kiss and lick the lips of her vagina. 

Rachel gasped, "What are you doing, Terry? Oh god…OH GOD…that feels so good…OH TERRY…SO GOOD…SO GOOD."

She was writhing under my face as I attacked her clitoris, sucking and licking it. She was pushing my face into her vagina. It seemed she wanted to force me completely into her.

She started to scream as her body went rigid and she trembled. 

Rachel yelled, "TERRY …TERRY …OH GOD…OHGODOHGODOHGOD...I LOVE YOU…I LOVE YOU…OOHHHH...TERRRRYYY."

Finally, she began to calm. She lay moaning. My face was coated with her love juice. I licked her vagina trying to clean her. I just loved the taste of my Sister.

She pulled me up to her face and kissed me with a passion I couldn't believe.

She said, "Take me up stairs, Terry. I want you…but not here. In my bed."

I got up and picked Rachel up in my arms. She put her arms around my neck and put her head on my shoulder. She began to kiss my neck and cheek. 

She was saying " I love you…I love you." between the kisses.

When we got to her room, I walked to the bed and lay Rachel on top of the bedspread. She pulled the spread off and lay on her back. She held her arms out to me and I went to her. I took her in my arms and kissed her. She opened her mouth and took my tongue as I took hers. 




A Soldier's Story



She spread her legs and said, "Terry, I need you…I want you to make love to me."

I said, "I want nothing more that to make love to my beautiful sister."

I rose up and positioned myself between her legs. She took hold of my penis and lined it up with the lips of her tight wet vagina. I ever so slowly push into her. I wanted this moment to last as long as possible, the first time I entered my sister, Rachel.

I hadn't gone very far when the tip of my dick met with an obstruction. It took a second, but then I realized that Rachel was a virgin. 

I looked at her in surprise and said, "Rachel, your still…."

Rachel smiled up at me and whispered "Yes, Terry, I saved myself for you. I have always wanted you to be my first. I have always loved you. Now please take me."

Rachel lifted her legs and wrapped them around my waist. As I started to once again push into her, she threw her hips up at me and pulled me into her with her legs. I broke through her hymen and was completely inside my sister.

Rachel, gasp in pain as I burst through. We both stopped moving and just lay there, breathing hard. 

I asked her, "Are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine, it hurt but the pain is easing…It really wasn't so bad. It was worth it, having you make me a woman." 

Slowly, Rachel started to move beneath me. I started to move my dick in and out of her vagina. Her vagina was so tight, so wet and so hot that I felt the sperm start to boil in my balls. I started to pull out, afraid to cum into her unprotected womb.

"What are you doing, Terry?" She whimpered

"I am going to cum and I don't want to cum inside you." I answered.

She smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm on the pill."

With that I pushed myself into her as far as I could and started to shoot my cum into her virgin womb. The pleasure was indescribable. Just knowing that my sperm was the first to enter my sister's body was almost too much for me to handle. 

"Oh, Rachel…Rachel…OH RACHEL…I love you…I love you…Rachel… Rachel…Rachel," I yelled as I continued to pump my cum into her body

As I started to slow, I realized that Rachel was on the brink of her orgasm. I increased the speed of my humping and soon she began to scream "I'm cumming…I'm cumming…Oh God, Terry FUCK ME…FUCK ME."

I slammed my dick into her again and again, until she started to go limp. I held her and as I slowly pulled out of her she whimpered. 

I asked, "Are you alright? Do you have any pain?" 

She said, "Not much pain…I just don't want you to pull out."

The combination of my cum and her lubrication leaked out of her. Neither one of us cared. We just held each other closely.

Rachel looked at her clock and moaned, "You better go to your room, Mom will be home from work soon."

MOM, I thought as I walked to my room. Mom, my first lover, my very first woman. Here I was not home two days and I had been unfaithful to my lover. Not only was I unfaithful, but unfaithful with her own daughter, my own sister. What kind of bastard was I?

I was filled with guilt and remorse. I lay in my bed and wept. When Mom found out she would be so hurt. I had hurt the most wonderful woman in the world. Not only that, but what would Rachel think when she found out about Mom and I.

As I lay in my room, with the light off, I heard Mom come in from work. I heard her walk up the stairs and stop by my room. The door quietly opened. I pretended to be asleep and Mom closed the door and walked down the hall to her room.

I didn't sleep at all that night. Around 0930 hrs (9:30 AM) I heard Rachel start moving around. She looked into my room. Again I pretended to be asleep, but she came in and lightly kissed my cheek. She left, quietly closed the door and went downstairs to the kitchen.

A few moments later Mom got up and went down to the kitchen. I cold hear them talking but couldn't make out any words. I heard Rachel leave and her car start up. She did volunteer work at the Church soup kitchen a couple times a month.

I lay in bed for a while longer working up the courage to go down and confess everything to Mom. I would just tell her and let the chips fall where they may.

I got out of bed and went to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and could hardly recognize the face I saw. I had dark bags under my very bloodshot eyes, I was pale and looked like I had been hit by a semi-tractor trailer. In other words I looked like hell. But, I looked a lot better than I felt.

As I walk down the stairs, Mom yelled, "It's about time you got up sleepy head." 

Then she added as she came out of the kitchen, "What would you like for brea…TERRY are you okay…what's wrong?"

Mom ran to me and wrapped her arms around me. "Terry, my love, tell me what's wrong."

My tears started to flow as I cried, "Oh Mom, I'm sorry…I'm so sorry…I …couldn't."

Mom looked at me and said, "Is this about what happened between you and Rachel?"

I felt even worse, "Mom, you don't understand. You just don't know."

"Terry, are you upset because you and Rachel made love, last night?"

"You know? Was Rachel upset about what we did?" I stammered.

Mom looked at me and smiled, "Rachel was not upset. The way she was smiling and singing this morning, it was as if she were on cloud 9. I don't ever remember Rachel being so happy; the change in her is wonderful. In fact, I knew that this was going to happen long before you came home."

"You mean that you are not upset about me and Rachel?" 

"Sit down with me, Terry." she said patting the couch next to her.

"Mom," I asked, "What's going on?"

"Terry, I told that when you left, Rachel really took it hard. There were times that I would find her in the bedroom crying. She would be crying because she missed you and was worried about you. She was in a bad state. 

"But, after I came home from visiting you and told her that you would be home for Christmas. She seemed to get better. Then about three weeks ago she came to me and said that there was a boy at the Culinary Institute that she liked and that she thought she should get some birth control pills just in case something happened between them.

"Terry, I didn't believe a word of it. I knew that the only boy that she was interested in was you. I knew that she was intending to get you to make love to her. I took her to the doctor so that she could get on the pill."

"But, Mom I was unfaithful to you." I sobbed.

Mom put her arms around me and said, "Oh Terry, You didn't do anything I didn't know would happen…Remember, I told you to let Rachel know that you lover her. What better way to show your love for her? Terry, when I saw her this morning, laughing and singing. I knew that what I did was the right thing. You love her and that doesn't lessen your love for me. I know that."

I pulled her close and said, "You are the most wonderful mother…no, wonderful person in the world. I love you so much." 

I moved toward her and kissed her lips. We passionately kissed our tongues entered each other's mouth.

When we broke Mom looked at me and laughed, "After Rachel is through with you will there be anything left for me?"

I took Mom's hand and placed it on my hardening dick. 

I told her "There will always be enough for you."

I kissed Mom again as she stroked my dick. I put my hand inside her robe and caressed her breast, squeezing and rubbing her nipple as it began to harden.

Mom lay back on the couch and pulled me on top of her. "Terry, please fuck me. I want you in me. I want your dick filling my pussy. I want you filling me with your cum…Please make love to me."

I untied Mom's robe and spread it open. I smiled at her as I gazed at her beautiful body. I bent down and kissed her breast and then took her nipple into my mouth and sucked it as it hardened.

Mom spread her legs, draping one over the back of the couch and placing the other foot on the floor. She took my dick in her hand and pulled me to her. She stroked my dick over her vaginal lips to lube it up. I lowered my hips as Mom guided my dick into her vagina. As I slowly pushed my dick into her, I told her how much I loved her. 

Mom wrapped her legs around me and we started to fuck hard and loud. We were both shouting our love for each other as she started to stiffen and arch her back pushing her hips into me. 

She started to shout "TERRY…TERRY…OH GOD…FUCK ME…FUCK ME…OH GOD I WANT YOU…LOVE ME…LOVE ME…LOVE ME."

I was yelling, "MOM I LOVE YOU…OH GOD…I LOVE YOU…I LOVE YOU." as I exploded into her vagina, shooting blast after blast of my semen into her womb.

Our passion spent we lay on the couch locked in our embrace. We were kissing and whispering our love to each other. I got up and held my hands out to pull her to her feet. 

She got up and put her arms around me and said, "Terry, you have nothing to worry about…I will always be yours, even if there comes a time when you no longer want me."

I looked at my Mother and told her, "Mom, there will never come a time when I will no longer want you."

"I hope so," she sighed.

We went upstairs and showered together. It was a very enjoyable experience. Afterwards, we came down and had breakfast and went to the church to help Rachel out, serving the food she had prepared.

Mom left for work at 1530 hrs (3:30 PM). I was sitting on the living room couch, watching TV and vegging out. Rachel walked into the room and asked, "Whatcha watchin?"

I looked up said, "One of the most beautiful women I have ever seen."

Rachel giggled, "OH who…Where is she?" as she looked around.

I grabbed her hand and pulled her into my lap. I put my arms around her and said, "You, you silly goose."

"So, I'm a goose, am I?" she laughed

Holding her tight I answered, "You are MY goose…I'm going to pluck you…cook you and eat you."

She looked me in the eyes and whispered, "I don't know about the plucking and cooking; but if you are going to eat me like you did last night; I'm all for it!"

I pulled her into me and mashed my lips to hers. I pushed my tongue into her mouth and her tongue pushed into my mouth.

I reached into her blouse and began to caress her breast. She reached down and unbuttoned my jeans then unzipped them. She reached in and grabbed my dick and started to stroke it. All of a sudden she stood up, pulled me up and pulled my jeans and shorts off. She pushed me back into the chair and fell to her knees. She grabbed my dick and started to kiss it. She licked up and down the shaft of my dick.

Rachel looked up at me and smiled she took my dick in both hands and brought her lips to the tip and took it into her mouth. She began to suck on the head of my dick. Ever so slowly she began to take more and more of my dick into her mouth. All the while she was using her tongue along the sides of my dick. 

I put my head back and began to moan. I put my hands on Rachel's head and held it to my crotch. I began to hump her mouth. 

I moaned, "Rachel, that feels so good…Oh God…I'M GOING TO CUM."

Rachel sucked even harder. I stiffened and began to shoot into her mouth. Rachel sucked and sucked. She swallowed all of the cum I shot into her mouth. She didn't miss a drop.

When I finally stopped, Rachel licked the tip of my dick removing all traces of cum.

She looked up at me and smiled. 

She laughed as she said, "Looks like the goose has eaten you."

I took her hands and brought her up to me. 

I hugged her close and whispered, "That was wonderful, and having you do it to me made it so much more fantastic."

"I didn't know if you would like it, I never did that before…but now that I know it gives you pleasure I intend on doing it a lot," she said as she nuzzled her face into my neck.

I lifted her face to mine and softly kissed her lips. I unbuttoned her blouse and removed it. I unhooked her bra and took it off. Reaching down I removed her jeans and her panties at the same time. 

I looked at her and marveled at how beautiful my darling sister was.

She smiled at me and said, "Like what you see?"

"You are so beautiful Rachel…sometimes I can't believe that you would want me."

Rachel took my face in her hands and between kisses she softly said. "Baby brother, you are the only one I want, have always wanted and will always want. Come to me my sweet lover, come and make me yours again."

Rachel lay back and spread her legs for me. I rose up and positioned my self between her out stretched legs. She took my dick in her hand and rubbed it over her vaginal lips spreading her lubrication all over my dick. Then she guided it into her. I pushed and she moaned as I entered her most holy of holies. 

Our lovemaking was slow and tender; I didn't want to cause her any pain. I was ever so gentle with her, moving my dick in and out of her vagina in slow easy strokes. 

I kissed her lips, her face, neck over and over. I kissed my way down to her neck and then to her chest, coming finally to her most wonderful breasts. I began to kiss them, licking and sucking her nipples. 

Rachel was holding my head to her chest telling me to suck her breasts, that she loved the feeling of my feeding on her. All the while she was moving her hips in rhythm with my strokes into her.

Slowly as our passions mounted the speed of our lovemaking increased, as did the volume of our whispered love. 

Finally, I raised her legs until her knees were up around my shoulders. She was totally opened to me as I pounded my dick into her. 

She moaned and thrashed underneath me, saying, "Make me yours, Terry. I only want to be yours. Make me your woman…I want you and only you." 

I panted, "You are mine and only mine. I have you and will never give you up. I want you and will always want you."

Rachel then wrapped her legs around me and locked me into her as her whole body stiffened. Realizing that my sister was cumming sent me over the edge and I began to shoot load after load of my cum into her body.

When we calmed down we continued to lie on the couch still joined. I told Rachel I wanted to stay inside her for a while longer. 

She said, "I want you in me all of the time."

Then she giggled, "But, that could cause some problems when we went out or someone came over for a visit."

I hugged her tight and said, "You are a silly goose."

She nuzzled me and said, "Yes I am and I'm your silly goose."

At that moment I knew that I never wanted to give her up. I wanted to be with her forever. 

We got up off the couch and had dinner, and spent the rest of the night cuddling and watching TV. We went up to bed at around 2300 hrs (11:00 PM). As this was a Saturday night, the restaurant would be closing late and Mom wouldn't be home until after 0200 hrs. (2:00 AM).

Rachel and I made love again, and once again I filled her with my cum.

I went back to my room around 0145 hrs (1:45 AM). I think Rachel was asleep even before I closed her door. 

I heard Mom come in around 0230 hrs. (2:30 AM). She came up stairs quietly looked in on Rachel and then came down the hall and opened my bedroom door. I looked up and said, "How was your night , Mom?"

Mom smiled and walked toward my bed, "It was tough, up until now. But I have a feeling that it's going to improve now."

As she came close I pulled the blanket down. Mom unbuttoned her blouse and skirt and dropped them to the floor. She reached up and unclasp her bra and then dropped her panties. She got into the bed, pushed me to my back and straddled my hips.

Once again my dick was hard. Looking at Mom, crouched above me was a real turn on. She just stayed there for a few moments. It seemed like she was savoring the anticipation of our lovemaking. Then she lowered herself, once again taking my dick into her body.

She slowly lowered her hips until I was completely in her. We slowly and tenderly started to move. There was no wild passion in our lovemaking. We were in control at all times. Even when we achieved orgasm it was quiet and reserved, but no less pleasurable.

The rest of my two weeks home followed the same pattern. Making love to Mom late at night and in the early morning, and loving Rachel in the afternoons and evenings.

Finally. I had to return to South Carolina. Mom, Rachel and Uncle Freddy took me to the airport and stayed by the gate until my plane took off. Naturally, Mom and Rachel cried. Uncle Freddy fought back his tears as did I. It was difficult leaving my two loves.

Chapter Five – Shipping out

It seemed like in no time we were graduating from AIT. Just like Basic Training, graduation was marching up and down the Parade Ground and listening to the General preach at us. However, this time there was no "girlfriend" surprising me.

When we got back to the company area, we were given our orders. Every one of us in the Company was being sent to "The Presidio" just outside San Francisco for further deployment to the Republic of Viet Nam. Yup, we were going to the NAM.

We were all given three-day passes. We had to be back in the Company Area by Sunday midnight. According to the small print on the pass we could go any where "within a 75 mile radius of Ft. Jackson."

Everyone was really bummed out. I started to change into my civies, when I got an idea. I kept my dress uniform on and told Goldberg that I would see him on Monday morning. 

He looked at me like I had two heads and said, "What the fuck???? You ain't goin to Columbia in your uniform; are you?"

"No," I whispered to him. "I'm goin to the airport. I'm goin to get a round trip ticket to Chicago. I am gonna spend the last weekend, before I ship out, with my family."

Goldberg said under his breath, "Wait a minute for me, I'm goin with you."

Goldberg and I then packed our AWOL bags and headed to the Captains Office. When we got there our Platoon Sergeant was the Duty Officer (He had to spend the weekend in the office and take care of things) He looked at us and said, "Well lookie here Frick and Frack. Now, where might you be goin all dressed up real pretty in your Class As."

"Why, Sarge, me and Goldberg are goin into Columbia to have lots of fun." I answered with a straight face.

The Sergeant, looked at us and said, "Matson, you are a liar…Nobody has FUN in Columbia."

As he handed us the passes, he said with a sly grin, "Enjoy your weekend in COLUMBIA, guys…just be back by reveille on Monday morning."

"We'll be here Sarge." I laughed as we grabbed our passes and ran out of the office.

About 4 ½ hours later our Eastern Airlines flight landed in O'Hare Airport and I said so long to Goldberg and took the El home.

As I walked down the block to the house I saw that Mom's car was gone. She had already left for the restaurant.

I rang the doorbell and Rachel opened the door. She looked and then looked again. "Terry…TERRY…What are you doing here?" she screamed as she threw her arms around my neck. 

I carried her in and closed the door. "I just wanted to come home for the weekend."

She looked at me and softly said, "You got your orders didn't you?"

"We leave for California on Monday…"

"California???" Rachel interrupted hopefully.

"For further deployment to the Republic of Viet Nam," I said.

Rachel's eyes filled and she started crying, "NO…NO…NO…Please No…not there."

"Oh Rachel, I'll be okay. Try not to worry." I said trying to ease her fears.

"Oh, Terry, you fool…how can I not worry…the only man that I have ever loved…will ever love is going half way around the world to fight in some stupid war…OH GOD, I DON"T WANT TO LOSE YOU," She wept, as she crushed her body into mine.




A Soldier's Story



I held her tight and said, "You won't lose me…I promise…I'll come back to you."

"You better, I wouldn't want to live without you …I couldn't live without you," she whispered.

Our lips met and we kissed with all the passion in us. She pushed her tongue into my mouth forcing it between my lips. She began to tear the clothes off of me. No gentleness…no tenderness…just pure unbridled lust.

Rachel pushed me onto the floor. She ripped off her sweat pants and shirt. She brought her leg over me, straddling me. Positioning her hips over mine she dropped down onto me impaling herself on my rock hard dick. She began to pump her vagina on me. I could feel her vaginal muscles messaging me. She squeezed my dick so tight that it was difficult to move. The feeling was incredible.

Soon we were in a rhythm, a wild, insane, impossible rhythm. We pounded into each other. We were trying to attain a perfect union of passion, lust and love. At the same time, working together to reach the ultimate union of a man and woman…to become one with each other.

Rachel began to moan her passion and love for me. I answered her swearing undying eternal love for her. 

We finally reached a crescendo, our symphony of desperate sexual passion peaking in a wild uncontrollable orgasm. We screamed out our mutual love as she went into spasm after spasm of pain and pleasure and I erupted into her, flooding jet after jet of my sperm into her open receptive womb.

After what seemed like hours, Rachel fell on top of me, exhausted. I held her close and we lay there on the floor holding each other. 

Rachel lay there with her head on my chest quietly weeping. 

I was embracing her, whispering my love for her and assuring her that everything would be all right.

As we lay there still joined, I came to an acceptance of my situation; it was like I placed my life into the hands of fate. I had no control anyway…so why fight it. When I accepted this I achieved a sort of peace with what was happening. I decided to try to help both Rachel and Mom find the same peace that I had.

Rachel had stopped crying and just lay on top of me holding me. I was kissing her and running my hands over her body. 

We got up and cleaned up. Rachel went into the kitchen. She wanted to make a special meal for me. 

I joked and said "Rachel, all you have to do is lay back and enjoy because I will never stop eating."

"Terry you are incorrigible," she laughed. 

I looked her in the eyes and said, "Well it's all your fault for being so delicious." 

Rachel smiled and said, "God, Terry I love you so much."

"And I love you more than anything, my sweet, delicious, sister."

Rachel made a meal that would make a gourmand drool. It was delicious. I was in heaven. We had a bottle of wine and when we were finished, we went into the living room and sat on the couch and turned on the TV. But, after watching for about 15 minutes, Rachel turned to me and said, "Terry, take me upstairs and make love to me, again."

I stood up and held my hand out to Rachel, she took it and we walked up the stairs to her room. There, we undressed each other. We held our naked bodies close.

Rachel said to me, "Make love to me, Terry. Make me your woman. Make me yours."

"Rachel, you are my woman…I love you…I just want to be your man…your lover." 

I laid her back on the bed, spread her legs and slowly and lovingly made sweet love to her.

Rachel fell asleep in my arms. I awoke at 0215 hrs (2:15 AM). I got out of Rachel's bed without awaking her, and went down to the living room, wearing only a robe. 

Mom got home about 45 minutes later. I was in the living room on the recliner when she came in the house. 

She yelled, "Rachel what are you doing up at this hour? You know you have to get up early to get to the Kitchen." as she walked into the living room. 

She saw me and said, "Oh my god."

I looked around and smiled and said, "No Mom, its only me…Terry…your son."

She ran over to me, taking me in her arms, "My son…and my lover."

She looked at me and asked, "Why are you home?" 

Then her eyes filled with fear and she said' "You got your orders…you are going THERE…You are going…" She started to weep.

"Oh my son…you can't go…you have to stay…I can't let you go…you have to be here," Mom cried. "I need you here with me."

I held her, but she was inconsolable I couldn't comfort her. I couldn't understand, my Mom was usually the calm one, who would keep her head in a crisis. But here she was uncontrollably crying about my leaving.

I said, "Mom, I'll be okay…I'll be home in a year…that's not all that long…I'll come home."

"Oh, my love, you have to come home, you just have to." she cried into my chest as I held her tight.

I kissed her tears away, telling her that I loved her and that everything would be okay. I kissed her lips. She returned my kiss with passion. She wrapped her arms around me and crushed her body into me. She reached into my robe and ran her hands over my chest and she began to kiss my chest. She kissed her way down my body. And then she took my dick into her mouth and began to suck. 

I got hard in an instant. Mom was sucking and licking my dick and the feeling was wonderful. I held her head and began to fuck her mouth. I began to feel my balls tighten and I knew that I would soon be cumming. "

Mom I am going to cum." 

Mom looked up at me and smiled. She said, "Cum, my baby, cum in Mommy's mouth." and she started to mouth suck even harder. 

I groaned and pushed my hips up at her. I began to shoot my cum into my mother's sweet mouth. She moved back keeping the head in her mouth and swallowed every drop. When I finished, she came and kissed me hard, forcing her tongue into my mouth. It tasted of my cum.

I reached out and unbuttoned her blouse, and put my hand on her breast. Mom took off her blouse and unhooked her bra, dropping it to the floor. I pulled her to me and took her nipple into my mouth. I sucked and kissed it. She held my head to her breast. She moaned as I sucked. We slid to the floor and I took her skirt and panties off. Once again my dick was coming to life.

She laid back and spread and raised her legs. I climbed between them. She took my erect dick in her hand and ran it up and down the lips of her vagina. After doing that a couple of times she guided my dick into her vagina. I slowly pushed into her until I was completely inside her. 

I lifted he legs up over my shoulders, completely opening her to me. Mom looked at me and smiled, "Take me, my beloved son…take me."

I began to fuck her hard and fast. I pumped my dick in and out of her. She pushed up into me, forcing me into her. We moaned and told each other of our love. Mom began to shake and spasm with her orgasm. She whimpered and moaned as she came. Her vagina was soaked with her lubrication. I humped my dick into her nonstop as I felt the sperm start to rise up my dick and explode into mom's womb.

We lay on the floor as my now softened dick slid out of her. She held on to me like she would never let me go. That if she loosened her grip I would evaporate into the air. 

We got up and went up to my room. We lay on the bed and held each other. This is the way we fell asleep.

I woke up and the sun was up. Mom had left me during the night. I heard Rachel and Mom talking in the kitchen. As I walked down the stairs I heard Rachel crying to Mom that she didn't want to leave me and go the Kitchen. 

Mom laughed and said, "Well lets go up and get him up and take him with us to work at the Kitchen." Obviously, Mom was back in her usual mode.

I walked into the kitchen saying, "Oh, sure just wake up the poor soldier. Who cares if he hasn't had a good nights sleep in years." 

They looked at me and laughed, "Well now that you are up, we don't have to deprive you of any sleep; poor baby." 

Mom giggled. "Now, go back upstairs and wash up and I will have breakfast ready by the time you get back; then we will go to the Kitchen to help Rachel." 

As she pushed me out of our kitchen.

As I walked up the stairs, I heard Mom say goodbye to Rachel and tell her that we would be there to help her in about a half hour. 

I could hear the change in Rachel's voice as she yelled, "Make sure you hurry…I'm going to need a lot of help today."

I hollered back, "Sure I come all the way home so I can go back on KP. No rest for the weary".

"Just hurry…WEARY ONE." she laughed as she left.

I went into the bathroom, turned on the shower, undressed and got in and closed the shower door.

As I started to wash, the shower door opened and my Mother was standing there in her robe. "Do you need someone to wash your back?"

I smiled, "You bet I do!" 

Mom stepped into the shower.

We got to the Kitchen on time…but I had to eat a Pop-Tart for breakfast as we drove there. I didn't mind.

At the Kitchen we worked until just after lunchtime. Then Mom and I went home. Rachel had to stay and arrange for next week.

When we got home Mom said that she had to get ready to go to the restaurant. She went up to her room. I went up to my room and took off my clothes, which were dirty from the work I had been doing. I then went to Mom's room and opened the door. 

"You need help with that zipper?" I asked.

Mom was in her bra and panties; "I don't have a zipper on these." She answered.

"Well, then you really do need help." I said as I approached her.

"Yes, I guess I do." Mom said, as she took me in her arms and we fell onto her bed.

As we reached our second orgasm of the day we screamed our love and devotion.

Mom barely made it to work on time.

Rachel came home a short while after Mom left. 

Around midnight, I got up out of her bed after she fell asleep. I went to my own bed and immediately fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, I awoke before the sun was up and went down to the kitchen and made coffee. No one else was up. As the coffee was brewing, Uncle Freddy came in with a couple bags of groceries. 

"What the hell are you doin here? Did you go AWOL?" he shouted when he saw me.

"Came home for the weekend." I answered.

He looked at me and very seriously asked, "Terry, what's going on?"

"Got my orders, Unk, they are sending me to Nam, I ship out tomorrow. But, damn it, I wanted to spend my last weekend at home." I said.

He walked over to me and put his arms around me. I returned the hug and I could feel the sobs that wracked his body. After a few moments he was still. 

He held me at arms length, choking on his words he said, "Listen boy, we don't need no fuckin heroes. We just need you to come home.

"Listen to me, Terry. Be careful, keep your head down and stay the fuck out of the way of bullets!" 

Uncle Freddy hugged me again and said, "I'm leaving this stuff for your Mom and sister. I will be back for dinner and then we will take you to the airport."

He looked at me with sadness in his eyes and smiled, "See you later. And for Christ's sake be careful." 

He left and I poured myself a cup of coffee.

As I drank the coffee, I heard someone up stairs. They went into the bathroom. I got up and went up stairs. Mom's door was opened and when I looked in, she wasn't in her room. I went to the bathroom and opened the door. 

Mom was standing in front of the mirror washing her face. She must not have heard me open the door, because she didn't stop of look. I watched her for a few moments and then said, "God, you are beautiful."

Mom nearly jumped out of her skin. She turned around and said, "Jesus Christ, Terry, you almost scared me to death."

She held out her arms and said, "Come here."

I went into her arms and kissed her. Our lips joined and our tongues met. I held her tight. I started to get an erection. Mom felt it and said, " Not here."

We went into her room, and made sweet love. As we lay there Mom softly cried. She held me, saying, "Please, come home to me, Terry. I can't lose you, I have to have you here with me."

I told her "Mom, I will come back and I will always be with you,"

We held each other and fell asleep like that.

I awoke later, Mom was gone. I got up and went into my room. As I was sitting on my bed, Rachel came in and sat next to me. She took my hand and said, "I love you." 

"I love you, too." I answered

As we sat there we heard Mom coming up the stairs. She yelled, "Where are you kids."

"We're in here." Rachel said. "I'm telling Terry, how much I love him and how much I will miss him."

"Well, can I come in and join you?"

"Of course, Mom." Rachel said.

Mom came in and sat by my side. The two of them held me in their arms and cried. I held them close saying those words that I thought would make them feel better. It really didn't work. They cried for a while and we eventually went down to the kitchen where Mom made a simple breakfast.

The rest of the day we just did things around the house, cleaning, fixing and just straitening up. We had lunch, trying to be casual about things. It really wasn't working. But, we kept it up.

At about 1630 hrs. (4:40 PM) the phone rang, Rachel answered it and yelled to Mom, "It's Uncle Freddy…Guess what? He ran out of gas. Could one of us help?"

Mom laughed, this was not something new. For as smart and adept as Uncle Freddy was, he had this thing about cars. He didn't really think they needed gas. At least once every two months or so he would run his car dry. 

She said, "Tell him I'm on my way, just tell me where he is."

Uncle Freddy was about ¾ hours away, Mom said that she would go and would pick up some pizza for dinner. That showed how much she loved me…Mom hated pizza.

As Mom left, Rachel came up behind me and put her arms around me. She slipped her hand into my pants, caressing my hardening dick. I turned around and kissed her. She pulled me to her and lifted he leg and wrapped it around me.

I said to her, "Not here." And I picked her up, carried her up stairs and laid her on her bed. I slowly undressed her and undressed my self. I climbed over her and entered into her. We joined. We came together. I entered into a union with my sister. We became as one. 

I ever so slowly came to the point of orgasm, I came into my sister with a pleasure and joy that can not be described. I wanted nothing more than to be with her for eternity. I wanted to possess her, to have her for my own. 

No screaming or shouting, just a whispered statement of love and commitment. 

That is what I promised to Rachel, and what she promised to me.

When Mom got back, Rachel and I were yelling how hungry were and how we had to wait for the pizza. Not only did we have to wait for the pizza, but we had to wait for Uncle Freddy. 

Of course, Uncle Freddy took exception…saying how everyone always picked on him. Needless to say the rest of the evening was nothing but laughter, it was forced laughter but we were laughing.

Then there came a point where Uncle Freddy said, "I really think we have to go."

This was like him. He would take on the hard jobs.

"We really have to get Terry to O'Hare."

I stood up and said, "Lets go."

Mom said, "What about your stuff upstairs?"

I answered, "Leave it there …I will get it when I get back."

We left and went to O'Hare. 

I got back to the company area at about 0230 hrs (2:30 am) Monday morning. My platoon Sergeant was there. 

He said, "Matson…you are late!" 

"What?" I stammered.

He laughed and said, "Your twin got here about a half hour ago."

Goldberg got back before me.

I said, "Sorry Sarge, I hadda go to the bathroom."

He laughed, "Good to see you and best of luck to you tomorrow." 

"Thanks Sarge." and I went to my bunk.

The next day we were flown to California. Two days later we were on a flight to the Republic of Viet Nam.

We were assigned to the First Cavalry. It was "Air Mobile". No marching through the jungle. We flew in helicopters. What they didn't tell you is that when someone got into a firefight, they could fly you into the fight. 

When we were in the Intake Center, Goldberg heard of Recon. They went out and looked and reported back…no fighting…you ran away. You were Recon. He signed up…how could I let my twin go there alone. So I also signed up.

For the first few months things went good. In June, things went wrong, I held Goldberg as he breathed his last. I wrote to his family telling them that his last words were about his love for them. So I lied…so what. 

I spent the rest of my tour with an infantry line company. 

At the time the Army had a policy that if you came back from Viet Nam with less than six months before they were to get out, the Army would immediately discharge you and let you go home. A lot of guys would extend their tour and get back with less than six months and go home.

This sounded good. At the time we were palace guard in Vung Tau. Patrolling around an air base. Only the VC and not he NVA to deal with. I extended for two months. That would get me home for good, almost six months early. It sounded good. 

However, that was the time when my Uncle Sam decided to invade Cambodia. Guess who he decided would lead the charge…The First Cavalry. Needless to say…the rest of my tour was hell.

During my time in the Nam I learned that the restaurant where Mom worked was sold. She had been made a 30% partner by Marie and Gilbert and had come out of the deal in a good position. Mom and Rachel heard of a deal in Vermont from Marie and Gilbert and they moved there to open their own restaurant. Of course, Uncle Freddy went with them. How could he let his family move to Vermont without him?

VERMONT, what in hell did I know about Vermont. But, I changed my home of record to Vermont. That's where I was going to live.

After six or seven life times I finally got on a plane in Ben Hoa Airport. I was going HOME. On the flight back I met an Air Force Sergeant. He and I and a good friend of ours, named JACK DANIELS, had a wonderful trip to California

Chapter Six – Finally Home

I was discharged in California and was scheduled to fly home two days later. But, my friend in the Air Force said he could get me to a small Air Force base in Massachusetts that night. The flight would land at 3:45 am.

I called and Mom said she would be there to get me. It was about a two-hour drive from their new home in Vermont.

As I got off the plane I saw my mother. She was beautiful…I couldn't believe that she was so beautiful. She screamed, TERRY…TERRY…MY LOVE."

I ran to her, took her in my arms and kissed her passionately. My friend in the Air Force was doing the same thing to his wife. We made introductions and explained how I got on the flight. Mom hugged him, thanking him for brining her love home sooner. We shook hands, slapped each other on the back, said goodbye and went our separate ways.

Mom and I went and got my bags. Then we walked to the parking lot to Mom's car. 

She walked to a VW Bus and said, "Get in."

"You got a Bus…Why???"

"We needed one. A lot of times we buy our produce directly from the local farms. Sometimes we can even get the meat from the farms. We always want the freshest food for the restaurant. That, and with everything else that has happened this bus is a real god send," She explained.

I said, "Makes sense to me."

I got in and threw my bags in the back. Mom started to drive. We went about 50 miles, it was still dark. Mom pulled into a large parking lot and she stopped in a far corner. 

She turned to me and said, "Terry. I want you: NOW."

I kissed her and we went into the back of the bus. Again we kissed. Mom lowered the back of the seat making a small bed. She pushed me onto my back she stripped off my pants and lifting her skirt she straddled me. Without any preliminaries she dropped down onto me, impaling herself on my massive erection.




A Soldier's Story



"Oh, Terry, I have dreamt of this for so long. I want to love you…I needed you."

"Oh, god Mom, I have waited for this moment for over a year. But, I'm afraid I'm not going to last very long."

"That's okay Terry. Don't worry, just cum in me. That's what I want."

With that, she began to ride my dick. I humped into her in rhythm with her bounces. I didn't last very long and soon I pushed into her as far as I could and my dick began to pour a flood of semen into my mother's womb. 

Mom began to tremble and shake as if in an orgasmic seizure. She was moaning as she fell on top of me, forcing her hips down trying to get more of my dick into her body.

After a few minutes, as we calmed down, we lay on the seat holding each other. Whispering our love and devotion. We got up as the sun began to rise. I pulled my pants up and we got back on the road.

As we neared the new house, it seemed that Mom was becoming apprehensive. I asked her if every thing was all right and she said it was. But, I could feel the tension building in her and began to worry. 

"Mom, something is wrong. Don't tell me that everything is okay, because I can feel the tension in you," I told her.

Mom pulled the bus over to the side of the road and turned off the engine. She looked at me very seriously. 

Choking back a sob she said, "Terry; Rachel and I made a lot of changes to our lives. These changes will have an effect on you. We moved, we invested all of our money and yours into the restaurant and the house, a house that you haven't even seen. 

"Terry, we didn't ask if this is what you wanted. We just did it. We felt it was the right thing to do and we did it. And there are other decisions that we made…"

I took her hands in mine and looking her in the eyes said, "Mom, whatever you and Rachel did will be fine with me. I just want to be with the two of you and if that means coming to Vermont then so be it. Chicago isn't important. Wherever you and Rachel are is home for me. Please don't worry."

She smiled but the tension was still there. 

At about 6:30 am, we pulled up in front of a beautiful Tudor style house. The lawn and flower garden were perfect. I told Mom that I could see Uncle Freddy's handy work there.

"Uncle Freddy?" I said, looking at her. 

Mom smiled and said, "Don't worry he will be here in a little while. He lives in that house." And she pointed to a house two lots away. 

We went inside, the house was decorated in a quiet tasteful manner. The house was silent. 

We took off our coats. I removed my jacket and tie. Mom had me sit down in a big comfy armchair and said she was going to find Rachel.

When I sat down I realized just how tired I was. I closed my eyes and dozed off. A few moments later, I jerked awake and Mom and Rachel were standing in front of me. Mom was holding a beautiful little girl in her arms and Rachel was holding a beautiful tiny little boy in her arms.

I stammered, "What the…"

Rachel had a worried smile on her face and said in a quaking voice, "Well aren't you going to say Hello…Daddy?"

Again I stammered, "Oh, my god…" 

Then it hit me like a thunderbolt. "OH MY GOD…DADDY…holy shit…DADDY???" I started giggling, "Daddy…daddy…oh my god…my babies…my babies…" 

I held out my arms and they rushed into them. I hugged all four trying to bring them as close to me as I could.

They were crying, "Oh Terry…Terry."

I was saying, "Oh god…I love you….I love you…."

After a moment both children started to cry. They held their mothers and screamed.

I sat there laughing and giggling like a lunatic, holding them and kissing them with all the love I had in me.

After a while things started to quiet down, the crying subsided and I came to my senses. We moved to the couch for more room. Mom on one side of me and Rachel on the other. 

There I was introduced to my children. Mom had given birth to my daughter, Sally and Rachel had Terrance; my son. They had quieted down enough for me to hold them both in my arms. Terry was fidgety and wanted to be held by his mom, but Sally just cuddled up to me and fell asleep in my arms.

As I sat there looking down at my children I quietly asked them, "Why didn't you tell me? Why?"

Mom started to cry. Rachel said, "We were afraid…we didn't know how you would feel. We were fools. We just didn't know. We were so afraid."

"Not only that, I was a big part of the problem," Uncle Freddy said. 

He had come in and was listening to us. I had not noticed him come in.

"Terry, I told Sarah and Rachel not to let you know. I saw it many times in Korea. Guy finds out her has a kid and he becomes afraid; and becomes too cautious; he ends up getting hurt or killed. We didn't want that to happen to you…I'm so sorry."

I got up still holding Sally and went over to Uncle Freddy and put my arm around him. I said, "Well now I am here and I have all intentions to be a very big part of my children's lives… but…you have to tell me everything that has happened since I left you in this position."

I went back to the armchair holding Sally. Little Terry had fallen asleep and I took him from Rachel. I sat in the chair with my children in my arms and Mom, Rachel and Uncle Freddy told me of the happenings in the family after I went over seas.

It seems that Mom got pregnant when we were together in Columbia SC. She told me that she had never expected to make love to me so she never thought about protection. 

She said that before Dad died they were trying to have another child but it didn't happen. Mom thought it was her…apparently not. When I came home for Christmas she suspected that she was pregnant but refused to accept it and did not try to confirm it.

However, she knew for certain when I came home in February. That explained why she was so upset and couldn't be comforted when she learned I was going to Viet Nam. 

It wasn't until she started to show, in late March that she told Rachel and Uncle Freddy. After she confessed, Rachel started to cry uncontrollably. 

Mom thought it was because she had sex with me. But, Rachel told them that she had missed her period and she was worried that she was pregnant too. 

Mom said, "But Rachel you were on the pill."

Rachel explained that when I came home for Christmas she was on the pill. But, after I left she stopped because she thought that I wouldn't be back for at least a year and why take the pill when she wouldn't need it. 

When I came back in February and said that I was going over seas, she didn't even think about taking the pill.

Uncle Freddy said, "Well we better think of something. We have one and possibly both of you pregnant by Terry and it can't get out that he is the father. That might cause a bit of a problem. But, I think I have the solution…ROAD TRIP!!!"

Mom said, "Be serious, Fred."

"I am.' Uncle Freddy said. "With you two pregnant with Terry's babies, we really have to get out of Chicago. Sarah you have to talk to Marie and Gilbert. They are very connected and may know of somewhere we can go and maybe find a restaurant to buy and start that place you have always talked about."

The next day Mom and Rachel went to the doctor's office and Rachel's pregnancy was confirmed. So both my Mother and my sister were carrying my babies.

Mom talked to Marie and Gilbert, they were overjoyed that they could help her. Mom told them that she was pregnant, but didn't tell them who the father was. They assumed it was Uncle Fred. At first they did not treat him very well, but in time, when they saw how he cared for Mom and Rachel, they came to love him.

So, during the winter break of 1969, they took the "Road Trip" to New York, Vermont and New Hampshire, looking at possible restaurants. A restaurant in Vermont looked the most promising.

Marie and Gilbert really helped Mom and Uncle Freddy arrange for financing and got them the best possible price for the business. With the restaurant in Chicago closed, Mom and Uncle Freddy were free to go to Vermont and close the transfer of the restaurant and find a place to live. 

When everything was finished in Vermont, Marie and Gilbert decided to return to France and retire. They hated to leave Mom, who they regarded as a daughter, but this had been their dream, to spend their retirement in France. So with a lot of hugs, kisses and tears Mom, Rachel and Uncle Freddy watched them board the plane for France.

When Mom and Uncle Freddy went to Vermont, Rachel had stayed in Chicago and finished up her studies at the Culinary Institute. In mid May of 1969 Rachel graduated, the valedictorian. She was just starting to show her pregnancy, but covered it with loose clothing. Mom on the other hand looked like she swallowed a basketball. (Uncle Freddy's and Rachel's description ….not mine).

Thereafter, they said goodbye to friends and neighbors and moved to Vermont. They decided that Sarah and her married daughter Rachel were setting up business in Vermont, while Rachel's husband, Terrance was in Viet Nam.

After making sure that Mom and Rachel were set up with the restaurant, Uncle Freddy opened a small plumbing business out of his home. He described it as, small but it kept him out of trouble.

Uncle Freddy had an Army buddy in Elkton Maryland. He was the County Clerk; he owed Uncle Freddy something big. He was delighted to arrange for a marriage license to be issued to Terrance Matson and Rachel Burton in January of 1969. They wanted to avoid a scandal, having the baby born in less than 9 months after they were married. Maryland didn't have a three-day waiting period like most every other state. Thus, it was perfect.

This was how I learned that I had two children and a wife; my beautiful sister, Rachel. 

Uncle Freddy looked worried. He excused himself and went into the kitchen. "What's with Uncle Freddy?" I asked.

Mom said, "Terry, Let me explain…you know that Uncle Freddy saved Dad's life in Korea and was wounded doing it."

"I have only heard that story about a billion times…why?"

"Well what you don't know s that Uncle Freddy, in saving your dad's life lost the ability to have children…not only that …it left him impotent."

"Oh Jesus…Mom I never knew…"

"Terry, when Sally was born…we…listed Uncle Freddy as her father…she is …legally Sally Holmes…we couldn't have you listed. And I didn't want her not to have a father."

I looked down at my daughter asleep in my arms. She was so beautiful. Nothing would change the fact that I was her father…no papers…no certificates…she was mine and no one else's."

I looked up at Uncle Freddy, who had come back into the living room and said, "Looks like you have that family you always wanted… Pop… I can call you that because you are my sisters father and if you are my sisters father I don't see why I can't call you Pop…or Uncle Freddy or whatever." My voice had gotten more shrill as I talked faster and faster.

They looked at me like I had gone off the deep end.

I sat down and quietly said, "Look, I'm trying…not very successfully…to let you know that I have no problem with what you have done. I love you all and I want you to know that I appreciate everything. You are everything to me. I wouldn't change anything. I have my "wife", my children and I am very happy. LOOK AT ME…I have my two children, my two loves, and my "Step-Father?" What else could I ask for."

Then looking at the two sleeping children in my arms, I continued, "Well, I guess I could ask for a couple hours of sleep. Maybe the three of us could go up to bed. And you guys can wake us up to feed us." 

I smiled and taking my two children up stairs and went into the first bedroom I found. I lay the children on the bed and lay down next to them and went to sleep.

A few hours later I awoke, someone was kissing me. I opened my eves and saw Rachel smiling at me. 

"Are you hungry, my love?" she asked.

I grabbed her rolled her onto her back and said, "I'm hungry for you," and I started to kiss and bite her neck. She said, "Terry…we can't …not here."

I kept on kissing her and slipped my hand inside her blouse. Rachel looked at me and said. "Oh, Terry I want you so badly."

I smiled at her and said, "Rachel, I have to have you now."

She said, "Yes, Terry, Yes."

We undressed each other and she spread her legs for me, I positioned myself between her legs and she guided me into her. Her vagina was so wet and so tight I couldn't believe that she had given birth to our son. 

She wrapped her legs around me and said, "Terry love me…take me…give me another baby."

I began to pump my dick in her and she pushed her hips into me in sync with my humping. I knew that I wouldn't last very long. The idea that Rachel wanted me to make her pregnant again really excited me and I began to feel my balls tighten and the cum start its trip through my dick. 

"I'm going to cum, Rachel…I'm going to cum in you…Oh, Rachel, my love I want to make you pregnant."

"Yes, Terry…make me pregnant…I want your babies…please give me your baby."

I exploded into her, pumping my cum into her again and again, thinking of actually trying to impregnate my sister, I don't think that I had ever ejaculated so much in my life. Our juices mixed and leaked out of Rachel's pussy. Rachel was moaning saying that she loved me and wanted my baby. 

As we lay on bed, Rachel giggled, "Now, if you get me pregnant, we won't have to worry, everyone will smile and say how wonderful."

I answered, "My love, I will be here this time, to watch your belly grow, to be with you through all of the good and bad of the pregnancy. I will be there when you give birth to our child."

Rachel laughed, "Sometimes, it might not be much fun as you think; especially if I get morning sickness again. You may be biting off more than you can chew."

I said, "Lets see what I can chew." and I went to take her breast in my mouth,

At that moment we heard Little Terry begin to cry and was soon joined by Sally, Rachel said, "Welcome to parenthood."

I laughed, "Well at least they waited."

We got up and went into the baby's room. I learned how to change a diaper.

After changing Sally and Terry; something I found enjoyable but stinky. I was caring for MY children. Rachel told me about how things were at the restaurant.

The husband and wife, Mom and Rachel bought the restaurant from had been at that location for forty years. They were great chefs and served a wonderful meal. The community loved them and was very upset when they sold out to some big city women.

When Mom and Rachel took over they made some changes to the restaurant, Uncle Freddy worked like a dog, making sure that all of the changes were perfect.

As soon as the restaurant reopened the local food critic came and ate there. In his article he confessed that he went there to trash these two big city women, who had the nerve to try to replace the old owners. However, after tasting the food Mom and Rachel served, he wrote a review that praised the restaurant to the heavens. He loved the place and after meeting them, he loved Mom and Rachel. 

He came back two more times, just make sure it wasn't a fluke. Both times he described the food using only superlatives. 

Needless to say the restaurant has done wonderfully well. Mom and Rachel switch off taking the early shift one week and the late shift the next.

Today, Mom had gone in at 10:00 am and would get off at 6:00 pm. Rachel would go in at 4:00 pm and come home at midnight. So for two hours, a baby sitter usually watched the children. But, today Daddy would be taking care of them. I was thrilled.  

Rachel left at about 3:30 pm and I took Sally and Little Terry out for a walk. I walked all over the neighborhood. Everywhere I went people came over to me introducing themselves. They recognized the stroller and the children. Everyone was happy I was home to be with my wife and family.

I got back to the house around 5:00 pm. I gave the children a bottle and changed them. Then I got down on the floor and began to play with them. 

I was lying on the floor, Sally was sitting on my chest, bouncing on me laughing. Terry was sitting by my head pulling my hair and drooling on my forehead. I was giggling and holding them.

All of a sudden I heard "Well, it looks like I have three babies on the floor."

I looked up and saw Mom standing in the doorway. 

"How long have you been there?" I asked.

"About 5 minutes, I was just enjoying watching my son with his two children." She answered with a smile.

When Sally saw her mother she forgot all about me and wanted "MAAA."

For the moment Terry was satisfied being with me.

Around 7:00 pm I fed a bottle to the children and gave them a bath (a new experience for me.) I'm not sure who was wetter Sally and Terry or me. I splashed as much as they did. Mom stood well back and laughed at her babies at play. I was having the time of my life.

Finally, after everyone was dried and the children were powdered, diapered and dressed in pajamas, we put them to bed. They went to sleep right away. It seemed that their father had worn them out.

Mom and I went down to the kitchen and Mom started to prepare dinner for the two of us. I sat there watching her work at the counter for a few moments. I got up walked up behind her and put my arms around her. I held her close and she moaned. I began to caress her breasts. She leaned back into me and turned her face to me. Our lips met, our mouths opened and our tongues explored. Mom turned around and put her arms around me.

"Oh, Terry I have missed your touch so much", Mom whispered.

She reached down and began to undo my belt. I stopped her.

"Not here, Mom. I want to do this right, let's go up to the bedroom."

"My love, take me." My Mother said.

I picked her up and carried her up the stairs and into her bedroom. I lay her on the bed and lay next to her. Taking her into my arms I kissed her. She returned my kiss and thrust her tongue into my mouth. We lay like this for a while hugging, kissing and caressing each other.

My dick became hard. I pushed my hips into her and she answered by pressing into me. As I began to slowly unbutton her blouse, Mom pulled my shirt off I stood up and took my shirt off and dropped my pants. I lay back next to Mom and ever so slowly I removed her blouse. She sat up so I could strip it from her body. I moved down and unzipped her skirt and pulled the skirt and her panties down her legs and dropped them to the floor. I stopped and just gazed at her, lying there in her bra. For the first time I noticed that Mom was wearing a nursing bra!

"Mom, you are nursing Sally, aren't you." I exclaimed.

Mom laughed. "Of course I am and Rachel is nursing Terry."

"How could I have not noticed?" I stammered.

Mom smiled, "This morning you never even got my blouse off. This afternoon when you were with Rachel, she had just finished feeding Terry and Sally so she was drained."

"But you let me give them a bottle tonight, why didn't you nurse them?"

"I saw how much you were enjoying setting up everything and how you wanted to feed them, I just couldn't stop you. Rachel and I usually pump our milk when we are working so we always have bottles on stand by. But, tonight I didn't pump and my breasts are getting a little sore. However, I realized that I have my other baby here with me and maybe I could get him to nurse and relieve the soreness." Mom said with a warm smile on her face.

"Mom…could I?" I said.

"Come my love and let me feed you." Mom said as she removed her bra and held her arms out for me.




A Soldier's Story



I went to her and kissed her lips. Then I moved down and took her nipple into my mouth and sucked. I could taste her with my first suck but with the second my mouth was filled with my Mother's warm sweet milk. I nursed my Mother's breast. I could not remember ever feeling so comforted and secure. Mom was moaning and holding my head to her. 

"Suck me, my beloved son…my lover…father of my child…let me feed you from my body again. Terry, I love you more than life itself. Make love to me…please." She begged.

I had drained her breast and I moved up and kissed her lips. I moved between her outstretched legs. Mom took my dick into her hand and guided it between the soft, wet lips of her vagina. As I entered her, I took her other breast into my mouth and began to suck. As I sucked I pushed my dick as far as it would go into her. 

I started to pump my dick in and out of her as I fed at her breast. Mom wrapped her legs around my hips and lifted her hips into me.

As I had made love to Rachel in the afternoon, I lasted for a good long time. However, soon I began to increase the speed of my lovemaking and began to suck hard on Mom's breast. Mom was getting louder and louder with her moaning. She started to shout and yell as her body began to stiffen and tremble with her orgasm.

"TERRY…TERRY SUCK ME…FUCK ME…OOHH…GGOODD. FUCK ME"

It was like she wanted to wake everyone in the neighborhood. I kept sucking even though I had drained her and was pistoning my dick into her pussy as fast as humanly possible. Mom continued to orgasm over and over. I went on sucking her breast as I gave a huge push into her.

"MOM…MOM…AAHH. I LOVE YOU …I LOVE YOU… OH MOM." I yelled as my dick started to erupt into the deepest part of my Mothers vagina, into her womb. I shot load after load of my cum into my Mother's body. Filling her to overflowing. 

Finally, our passion spent, we lay on the bed still joined. Amazingly, our yelling did not wake the sleeping children. After a while, we got up, dressed and went down to the kitchen and Mom made dinner for the both of us. I ate very lightly

When Rachel arrived home from the restaurant, Mom was in her robe and I was wearing a pair of flannel pants and a tee shirt. We were sitting in the living room talking. Rachel went up to the bedroom and changed. She came down in her robe. She joined us and we all had a glass of wine. 

Rachel told us that the evening had gone well, with a lot of people coming for dinner. The mater-de told everyone who came in that I had returned from over seas, so every one wanted to see Rachel and tell her how happy they were about her husband's safe return. 

It must have been the wine that relaxed me, for all of a sudden the jet-lag hit me and I almost collapsed. Both Mom and Rachel helped me up the stairs and into the queen sized bed in the Master bedroom. As they lay me down I took both of their hands and pulled them into the bed with me. 

"Stay with me tonight…I need you both, here, next to me…be with me tonight." I whispered.

They lay next to me and cuddled. I immediately fell into a deep dreamless sleep. Sometime later, I awoke, instantly alert, listening…ready… waiting …back in the jungle, again, my heart was beating out of my chest it was pitch black. Then I felt and heard two people sleeping next to me. It took a second for me to realize that I wasn't in the jungle, and that I was home and who was sleeping next to me. I instantly began to relax and began to feel wonderful. I closed my eyes and fell back into a blissful sleep.

I was jolted awake. "What the fuck…holy shit…what's going on?" I exclaimed. 

Something was sticking in my ear. I looked and Sally was sitting next to me. She had her index finger in my ear. She was laughing, as were her mother and aunt.

Both Mom and Rachel looked at me. 

"Terry, if you are going to be around the children…YOU MUST CLEAN UP YOUR LANGUAGE!" Mom said with a laugh in her voice.

"Holy shit…I'm sorry…GOD I didn't… I'm sorry…it just comes out…especially when I'm excited, " I apologized. 

"We know my love; we know. You just have to be careful around them; but I don't think we have to worry for another few months. So you have some time to clean up your act," Rachel said

I got up feeling like hell. I was so tired, all I wanted to do was sleep; the effects of jet lag. I knew that I had to stay up so that I could get back into the Eastern Time Zone. 

That afternoon, after Mom left for the restaurant and the children were napping, Rachel and I were sitting on the couch in the living room.

I was telling her a sanitized version of my time over seas. Mostly about the beautiful people and countryside but nothing about the horrors of the war. 

Rachel asked if I would like something to eat. I smiled and said that I was starving. I grabbed her and pushed her onto her back and began to open her blouse. 

Rachel laughed and said, "I expected that you would be hungry…so I gave the children a bottle. I should have enough to satisfy my starving husband."

I removed her blouse, bra and skirt. I lay next to her and began to suck her breast. Rachel's milk was warm and sweet. 

As we lay there, Rachel opened her legs. Without letting go of her breast, I moved between them. I guided my dick to the lips of her vagina and slowly entered her.

Rachel was moaning and moving her hips up, taking me deeply into her.

She whispered to me, "Terry, my love, suck me… take my milk. It feels so good…so so good. Let me fill you with my sweet milk and you fill me with your sweet potent cream."

Rachel held my head to her breast and I began to pump my dick into her. As our passion grew, I began to hammer into her and our cries became louder.

Eventually, I let go of her breast and began to kiss her forcing my tongue into her mouth. We were like two crazed people, lost in our passions, thinking only of our pleasure and of creating a new life. Rachel began to scream as her orgasm built and overwhelmed her. I moaned and rammed my dick into her and held it as deeply in her as I could and began to shoot my cum into her body, once again. 

As we lay in our post orgasmic bliss, Rachel said, "Oh Terry, I hope."

Eventually, we got up, dressed and went down and Rachel had lunch. I was full and didn't eat much.

The next two days were kind of a blur. I couldn't seem to rest. My body was still about 12 hours off. But, slowly I finally, came back to life.

Rachel and I were living as husband and wife. We had the master bedroom and made love like newlyweds. However, Mom and I would also make love whenever we were together. I was in heaven.

Three months after I got home, Rachel announced that she was late. A few days later, the doctor confirmed our suspicions. Rachel was 6 weeks pregnant.

We were ecstatic. 

On a Sunday evening, when Rachel was in her sixth month, we were all sitting around the dinner table. Mom said that she had something to tell us. She was looking very serious. I became worried. 

"What's the problem, Mom?" I asked.

"You all know that I went for my yearly physical, yesterday."

Rachel stammered, "What's the problem, Mom? Is something wrong?"

"I'm going to have a baby. I have wanted to have another child, but I didn't know what you would think," She said with lowered eyes. 

Rachel and I ran over to her and put our arms around her. 

"I'm going to be a sister again…Mom that's wonderful." Rachel laughed.

Uncle Freddy asked, "Does that mean I will be a father again?" with a huge grin on his face.

Mom looked up. "Do you mean that you're not angry?"

"Angry?" I shouted, "I couldn't be happier"

Rachel and Uncle Freddy echoed me.

Once again I had made both my sister and mother pregnant.

Three months later Rachel gave birth to a beautiful, healthy girl, Deborah. Six months after that Mom gave birth to Frederic, Jr.

Uncle Freddy was beside himself with joy when Mom told him what we wanted to name the baby. After little Freddy was born Mom moved in with Uncle Freddy and they were married. Everyone thought that this was wonderful. Mom and Uncle Freddy were happy.

I never asked.

I had applied and was accepted to the State University. Four years later I graduated at the top of my class with a degree in Physics. I got a job teaching and went on to get my Masters and my doctorate in astro-physics. I am now a full professor at a very reputable university.

Rachel and I had two more children, Robert, (named after Goldberg) and finally the baby Melissa. Although Rachel and I didn't stop trying we didn't have any more children.

We lived like this for about 6 years when Uncle Freddy was killed by a drunk driver. Needless to say, we were all devastated, especially the children. We decided to sell the two houses and buy one big enough for the nine of us.

Once again I had the two women I loved in the same house. Five years after Uncle Freddy was killed, we lost Rachel to a cerebral hemorrhage; again the loss was extremely difficult to cope with. 

Little Terry took it extremely hard. For a while he was completely uncontrollable. However, we finally convinced him that he was loved and Rachel's death was not his fault he came back to us.

In trying to comfort each other, Mom and I started to make love again. While the children were still at home we were very discrete. Eventually the youngest moved out and Mom moved into my bedroom.

We never told the children about our family situation and I never heard of any of the children having sex with each other. They all went to the University and went on to great jobs. They married and had children. I now have 14 grandchildren. Mom had 4 children, 6 grand children and 14 great grand children. We don't bother with trying to figure out the exact relations. 

About a year ago, Mom retired and sold the restaurant. I am still teaching. I say that they will have to carry me out of the classroom. 

After all of the children moved out, Mom and I sold the big house and bought a small cottage, moving in together. No one ever questioned that a mother and son-in-law were living together. Officially we have our own bedrooms but we always sleep in the same bed, except when we have the children over. 

We are in love. We are happy. We are together, forever.