Flowers For A Wounded Soldier: A BBW Erotica (3 page)

“I...
I don’t mean to pry, but what exactly happened? If you’re comfortable talking
about it, of course.” Brent nodded as he watched the waiter bring their glasses
of wine. “We were out on patrol, and an enemy insurgent had planted a bomb in a
burnt out vehicle by the side of the road. As we drove by, the bomb detonated
and shrapnel entered my skull. At least that’s what they tell me happened. I
can’t say I remember most of it.” Anna nodded her head and fidgeted with the
edge of the glass of wine before putting it to her lips and taking a drink.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know.”

“It’s
all in the past now. I’m slowly starting to regain some of my memories, good
and bad.” Anna chuckled. “You certainly didn’t forget about me turning you down
for prom.” Anna brought the glass to her lips and took another sip, her eyes
peeking above the rim at Brent. Brent laughed. “Well how could I forget that?”
Brent gripped at his heart playfully. “You broke my heart.” Anna smiled as she
set down the glass. “I didn’t know it meant that much to you. When I look back
on what I thought then, on who I was, I just feel embarrassed.” Brent spun the
wine glass on the table with his left hand. “Everyone feels that way sometimes,
Anna. High school was a hostile area filled with enemy combatants. Such is the
life of a teenager.”

“You’re
right. Teenagers are rubbish.” Brent laughed as the waiter set down their
meals, and they basked in a few minutes of shared silence as they ate. The
waiter refilled their empty wine glasses once. Then twice. Anna and Brent
reminisced about other classmates, laughing about their teenage antics. It was
surprising in many ways. Sometimes Brent could recollect every detail of the
story, almost finishing Anna’s sentences. Other times he listened intently, his
eyebrows furrowed as if he was desperately trying to remember something that he
should know. Anna noticed Brent occasionally rubbing his temples, and tried to
steer the conversation to things to come, not just what had come to pass.

Anna
checked her watch as the waiter took the check from Brent’s hands. They had
been talking for almost 2 hours in the restaurant, and Anna looked around to
see that most of the people that were seated when she had walked in had
finished and left. “So Brent, would you like to come over to my place and have
another glass of wine. I’d like to keep catching up, honestly.” Brent smiled
and turned his head slightly, giving Anna a suspicious look. “Are you trying to
get me drunk?” Anna laughed and looked at him playfully. “Maybe.”

A
s
they stepped into the dark apartment, Anna flipped on the lights. She was glad
that she had cleaned up the place before their date. “This is a really nice
place, Anna. It definitely fits your personality.” Anna turned her head. “And
what exactly do you mean by that, mister?” Brent laughed as he threw his hands
up in protest of his innocence. “Nothing, nothing, it’s lovely, that’s all.”
Anna laughed as she walked to the dark cabinets above the sink. “Well thank
you. You’re such a gentleman. Why don’t you have a seat at the table, I’ll get
some wine.” She could hear Brent sit at the kitchen table as Anna snatched a
bottle of red wine and 2 glasses.

Brent
was busy taking in the surroundings as Anna plopped the glasses on the table
and filled them almost to the brim. Brent’s eyes got big as he watched her pour
the red liquid. “You weren’t kidding, you really are trying to get me drunk.”
Anna slid the glass over to Brent and sat down across from him. “Drink up
soldier, I’m sure you should be able to handle one more glass.”

Brent
sipped the wine carefully. “So all this wine may be going to my head, but I was
wondering , can ask you a question?” Anna nodded as she brought the glass to
her thick, now red lips. “Why didn’t you go to prom with me? I’ve been asking
myself that question for years now. We always got along so well – we did almost
everything together. I’ve never been able to figure it out.” Anna looked down
at the half-empty glass. “I’ve thought about it too Brent, I really have. I
can’t really give you a straight answer, and it’s no excuse, but that was a
dark time for me. Being the ‘fat girl’ in high school and always getting picked
on me about my weight, I guess part of me couldn’t bear the idea of being
around all of those other people who were so much more beautiful than me. I
know that sounds pathetic.”

“No,
I understand I really do. You remember what I used to look like back then. I
was a little grease ball.” They both laughed as they took another sip of wine.
“If I’m being honest Brent, I think part of me thought I deserved more. I had
foolish fantasies in my head: A prince-like man would sweep me off my feet with
his muscular arms and rescue me in spite of my looks. At the time I thought I
was simply waiting for the right one, but in retrospect, I think I was just
being shallow.” Brent laughed as he finished off the rest of his glass.

“I’ve
been meaning to apologize for turning you down, Brent. I’ve had to live with
what-ifs for a long time about you. We
were
so close, we
did
get
along so well. I was stupid.” Brent looked up at Anna. “You don’t need to
apologize. It’s all part of being that age I think. I’m just glad you didn’t
turn me down for this amazing date that we’ve had tonight!” Anna looked up at
Brent, and stared for a brief moment into his eyes. “I wouldn’t have missed it
for the world.”

“So,
does that mean there’s going to be a second date?” Anna laughed as she stood up
from the table, grabbed the glasses, and set them in the sink. “So does that
mean you’re asking me on a second date?” Brent tapped his fingers on the
tabletop. “Why wouldn’t I ask such a beautiful woman on a second date?” Anna
turned around and leaned her back against the sink. “Still trying to seduce me,
even after all the grief that I’ve put you through. You are a persistent
fellow, aren’t you?” Brent laughed. “I guess it comes with being a soldier.”

Brent
pushed his hands against the table and stood up. He leaned and shifted quickly,
and Anna took a few steps, putting her arm across his back. “Are you alright?”
Brent began to get his bearings. “I guess I just can’t drink like I used to. I
should probably get out of here anyways, it’s getting late.” Anna led him out
of the kitchen into the living room. “Absolutely not. If you can barely stand
I’m sure as hell not letting you drive.” Brent waved his hand in protest. “I’m
fine, I’m fine.” Anna slapped her hand playfully against his back as she moved
him towards the couch. “Hush, you stubborn, stubborn man.”

She
plopped down the on the couch with Brent, her arm still around him. She could
have moved away, but she hesitated. He looked at her and a slight smile spread
across his lips. Anna was done waiting for the right moment. She leaned in and
pressed her lips against his, and he reciprocated. She pulled back for a moment
and stared into his green eyes before moving her hand to the back of his head.
Anna ran her fingers along his spiky, soft hair as she pulled him towards her,
this time kissing him with more ferocity. Brent’s hand rested on her knee as
their lips pressed together. Anna could feel her stomach do flips.

Anna
moved her hand to Brent’s waist, and pressed her hand against his chiseled abs.
She couldn’t believe this was actually happening. He reached for her hand, and
wrapped his fingers around hers. She kissed him a few more times and pulled
back, her hand still touching the back of his head. “Come with me.” She stood
up quickly and kept his fingers wrapped around her hand as she helped him off
of the couch.

As
they walked down the hallway, Brent wrapped his arm around Anna’s waist and
leaned in, kissing the nape of her neck. Anna smiled as she brought him into
her bedroom. She brought Brent over the bed and sat him down. He flopped
backwards on her blankets, his feet still planted on the floor. Anna bent down
and untied his shoes, placing them carefully beneath the bed. Next came the
socks, which she tossed aside. As she rose, her hands ran playfully along the
outside of his legs. Brent’s pushed his head up and looked at her, his arms
reaching behind his back to prop himself up.

“You’re
beautiful Anna.” Anna smiled as her hands undid Brent’s belt. Without
hesitation, she ripped off his pants with force and tossed them aside. Her
hands ran along his muscular thighs, and she bent down, kissing a spot just
above his knee. Anna’s fingertips slid around his waistband and she yanked down
his underwear, revealing his hard cock. Anna’s lips pressed softly against his
leg as she coyly worked her way up his thigh. Brent’s eyes were staring
intently at her, and the corners of his mouth turned to reveal a slight grin.

Anna
reached up and wrapped her fingers around his hard unit. It felt so big in her
hand, and she could hear Brent moan as she began to slowly stroke his shaft up
and down. She began to kiss the bottom of his cock, her eyes still staring into
his. His face was beat red, and he ran his hand through her long hair. Anna
carefully and slowly worked her way up his hard unit, her lips sucking slightly
on his skin. Eventually, she made her way to his tip, and popped his head
inside of her mouth.

Her
tongued worked its way around the bottom of his head while her hand gently
caressed his undercarriage. Brent moaned as he pushed his head back slightly.
Anna took his hard unit deeper into her mouth, and worked her tongue playfully
around each inch of his cock. Brent moaned louder, and Anna could see his
fingers begin to pull on the blanket beneath him. Anna abruptly stood and
stared up and down Brent’s sexy body.

She
pulled one strap, and then two down around her shoulders. Brent undid the
buttons on his shirt as she did, and threw the his last remaining article of
clothing on the floor. Anna pulled her sexy dress down, and it flopped on the
ground as she stood there in her underwear. Quickly unhinging her bra, she
tossed it at Brent who reached up and caught it. He laughed as he set it aside,
his eyes working carefully over every inch of her voluptuous body.

Anna
moved closer, her thighs between Brent’s legs. He sat up straight and wrapped
his hands around her waistband, pulling down her lacey panties. As he did, his
lips softly kissed her stomach, and his hands reached around and squeezed her
sizeable ass. Anna laughed as he did, and ran her hands along the back of
Brent’s head to his strong shoulders. As Brent kissed her stomach, one of his
hands reached up and gently cupped her large breast. Her nipple slipped between
his fingers as he casually massaged her, and Anna moaned in delight.

She
pushed him playfully down to the bed, and go on top of his thighs, his cock
hovering close to her exposed slit. Brent’s arms were spread wide across the
bed, and he looked up expectantly at the woman before him. Their eyes were
locked as Anna ran her fingertips over his nipples, and she could see Brent’s
cock twitch beneath her. She leaned over and kissed him passionately on the
lips, and her nipples barely graced his broad chest. Anna stayed there for a
brief moment, staring into his eyes. “You’re so sexy Brent. I was a fool to let
you slip through my fingers.”

Brent
laughed. “You might regret saying that – I think you’re going to have a hard
time getting rid of me now.” Anna pressed her hands against his pecs and
smiled. “I think I’m alright with that.” Anna scooted up higher on his waist,
positioning his cock beneath her wet slit. She could feel it throb as she
slowly shifted her hips. She leaned in again, this time kissing Brent’s neck.
She could hear his heavy breath in her ear as she did, and her hand could feel
his heart beating as she ran her fingers over his nipple.

Anna
could feel Brent’s cock get harder and harder as she shifted her hips backwards
and forwards. She lifted herself slightly and reached down, pressing the tip of
his cock against her hard clitoris. Anna playfully rubbed his unit against her,
and Brent loudly moaned. She slipped his hard member inside of her with ease,
and immediately slid down Brent’s hard shaft with her wet slit. She sat there
for a moment, feeling his cock twitch inside of her.

She
moved her hips up and down his hard member, and reveled in the sensation. They
moaned in unison as she pounded into his hips, and Brent’s hands reached up,
grabbing her thick thighs. She placed her hands on the bed to support herself.
Brent’s hands reached up and grabbed her breasts, playfully squeezing her
nipples between his fingers. She bent down, still thrusting up and down his
unit, and kissed his sexy lips. Their tongues gracefully touched, and Anna
could feel Brent getting harder inside of her.

She
straightened her back and began to ride him with more force. Anna could feel
Brent’s fingers begin to dig into her hips as she pleasured every inch of his
member. “Oh God, Anna. Oh God.” Anna was almost surprised by how strong Brent’s
grip was she as rode him even harder, but the pain was eclipsed by the ecstasy
of the moment. Anna could not stop. She never wanted to stop. As she forcefully
worked her hips on Brent’s member, she could feel her body begin to tingle.

Anna
was lost. She was plummeting closer and closer to climax as she rode Brent’s
thick, hard unit. Her hair flipped playfully in the air, and she no longer had
any control over her body. Brent was moaning loudly as he continued to grip her
wide hips. She could feel that she was close to having an orgasm. She pushed
herself, slamming herself into Brent’s hips. She needed the release. As she
began to climax, she wrapped her hands around Brent’s wrists and squeezed as
hard as she could, her head flipping back as her moans became shouts.

“Yes,
yes, I’m coming Brent!” Her breasts moved up and down as she slid his big
member in and out of her hole. It felt so incredible inside of her. She arched
her back and felt her pussy close around Brent’s unit as she began to orgasm.
The sensation crept its way through her body, filling every inch of her being
with the sensation of pleasure. Her eyes rolled back as her body began to
convulse. She had no idea what she was doing for the briefest moment, lost in
the sensation of Brent’s cock inside of her.

It
wasn’t long before she landed back on Earth, only to find that Brent’s face was
scrunched in a pleasurable grimace. His hands still had their death-grip on her
hips, and she could feel that he was about to climax. Her fingers unfurled from
his wrists and went to his sweaty chest. Anna leaned over and kissed his lips,
but Brent was too lost in the moment to kiss back. She stared at his face as
she worked her hips rhythmically on top of him. Anna watched intently as she
heard him grunt and moan, his cock becoming rock hard inside of her wet slit.

With
one last squeeze of his hands, Brent released himself inside of her. His hands
immediately fell to his sides, his eyes remaining closed. Anna rubbed her
fingertips over his hard nipples. She looked at his beat read face, his square
jaw-line, his powerful chest. Part of her still didn’t process what had just
happened. This was Brent, the boy she turned for prom in high school, and he
had just emptied himself inside of her. She smiled as she slid off of him, his
chest heaving up and down with labored breaths.

After
a few minutes of catching their breath, Brent turned on his side and put his
head in the palm of his hand. “That was incredible, Anna. I still can’t believe
that just happened.” Anna smiled as she leaned against the headboard of her
bed. “Me neither. You were amazing.” The stared intently into each other’s eyes
for a brief moment. “Would you like to get into the shower with me, Brent?”
Brent smiled. “I would love to.”

Anna
took Brent’s hand and led him into her bathroom. She looked at the counter,
spying some candles. With a quick motion she grabbed the box of matches from
the drawer and lit them, their eerie glow flickering across the walls of her
bathroom. “How about instead of a shower, we take a bath?” Brent raised one
eyebrow. “That sounds excellent. Here, let me get the water running.” Brent
leaned over, turned on the bathtub faucet, and ran his fingers under the water.

As
Brent leaned over the tub, Anna walked up behind him and bent over, kissing his
sweaty back. She leaned her chin on his shoulder, and watched the tub fill up. 
Her arms were wrapped across his chest, and she pressed her breasts against his
back. She turned her head slightly and kissed Brent on the cheek. He smiled and
turned off the water. “Ladies first.” He motioned to the tub with one hand, and
Anna stepped into the warm water.