The sound of the doorbell startled her, she was not expecting anybody. He was in his thirties, tall and well built and she knew from his short haircut that he was from the Military. He had a couple of parcels in his hand and he smiled at her as she stood looking blankly at him. "Pete asked me to drop these by." He said. Pete was her husband and he was currently serving overseas. "Th-thanks," she responded as she stretched out a hand. "There is a letter as well; Pete said you may want to read it in my presence," he told her. She looked suspiciously at him again but invited him in. "My name is Steve, by the way." He told her holding out his hand. She struggled momentarily with the parcels before putting them down on the kitchen table and took his hand and gave it a limp squeeze. "Beth," she said. "Yes I know," he replied. "Pete talks a lot about you." She saw him smiling and felt his eyes penetrating her. She knew the look of lust when she saw it. Nervously she turned away and picked up the sealed envelope. My Darling, Missing you as always. I love you, you know that don't you? I hope you like the pressies. I got them from the PX Store here. I know you like Chocolates and I also know how much you like silk stockings. Put them on and send me a picture please. There is also another present for you, if you wish to take it. His name is Steve. I know we have often talked about it in the past, you fucking another man and I know you are missing sex as much as I am. It is okay with me if you want to sleep with him. He's a good bloke, divorced and like me horny as hell. He's been out here a bit longer than me so he will be champing at the bit. I have been frank with him and told him your likes and dislikes so he has been primed. He is not averse to dishing out a spanking to naughty girls either and he says he can be quite dominant in bed. I have checked him out in the showers and I don't think you will be disappointed as far as that is concerned. So darling, it's all down to you. Don't feel pressurised to do anything you don't want to. Yes, I would love you to fuck him and hear all about it afterwards; even maybe get a pic or two, but it's up to you. He will understand if you want to say 'no'. So will I. Anyway I will let you get on with your decision. Chat to you tomorrow night with our scheduled call. I love you Pete xxx Beth didn't know what to say. She clung on to the letter and read it over again. She felt embarrassed more than anything else, standing there with a complete stranger who had been sent to fuck her. "It's okay if you want to say 'no'." He told her. "Yes. I mean no. I mean thanks." She replied in her state of confusion. He smiled at her. "Pete's put you on the spot hasn't he?" She nodded. "Well before you throw me out he did say there would be a cold beer waiting for me in the fridge and I could really do with one." She glanced at the fridge freezer standing in the corner. Yes, there were beers in there that he had bought just before he went off. She went and took a can and handed it over to him. He said nothing as he pulled back the tab and lifted it to his lips. She watched as he gulped down almost the whole contents. "That is good." He exclaimed. "You don't know how long I have waited to do that." He told her, before finishing it off. She smiled at him. "Just two things, well three things, left to do now." He told her as he handed her the empty can. "Three more beers?" She asked with a laugh. "No." He told her with a smile. "A soak in a hot bath and a lie down in a soft bed." She noted that he only said two things. She didn't need to ask what the third thing was. "Pete did say I could take a bath here if it was okay with you." He told her, putting her on the spot again. Beth was still reeling from the fact that Pete had actually sent him to have sex with her. She didn't want to. Well she did want sex; she was desperate for it. It had been three months now; three months of fingers and three months of her trusted vibrator. But what she really wanted was a cock; she was desperate for cock. Not this way though. Steve was still waiting for her answer. "W-well if Pete has okayed it then..." "Are you sure?" He asked. She wasn't sure; she was confused but she nodded. She knew the hot and hard conditions that these men worked under. She felt sorry for him. She told him that she would go and run a bath for him and he asked her if it was okay if he brought his kit bag in from the car. She felt awkward again. He must have come prepared to stay the night with her. She felt that she could hardly refuse him and she agreed. A couple of minutes later he found his way to her bedroom, where the en-suite bathroom was. He put his bag down on the floor by the wardrobe. "The bath is running." She told him nervously. "I will go and get some towels for you." By the time she came back he was already stepping out of his boxer shorts. She felt embarrassed at his nakedness and even more so when her eyes lingered longer than they should have on his cock. Yes, he was quite big. "Hope I haven't embarrassed you." He told her as he took the towels from her nervous hands. "You get used to being naked around other people in our line of work." She said nothing as he walked into the bathroom. "I could murder another beer." He told her with a smile. He was lying back in the water when she reappeared again. "You'll never know just how good this feels." He told her. "Yes, Pete is always saying that is one thing he misses." She told him as she handed him the can. For a brief moment their hands touched as he took it from her. It was too brief even to measure but all the same it was a touch. Naked flesh against naked flesh. She glanced down at the soapy water and noticed the effect it was having on him. His cock was standing erect out and it's bulbous head poking above the water line. "Thank you." He told her. She knew that he knew that he had seen the look on her face; that look of lust. She felt embarrassed again and made her excuse to leave him too it. Beth knew that staying any longer would probably mean her getting in as well. He gave her a smile as she left. It was fifteen minutes later when he called out her name and she went back up stairs to find him sitting on her bed. He had dried himself and had a towel around his waist. "Is it okay if I have a lie down?" He asked her. "Pete said it would be okay." She knew that she should say 'no'. She knew that should tell him to go but she couldn't bring herself to do it. She wanted him. "Yes." She told him. Suddenly his hand reached out and took hold of hers; gently but firmly he took hold of it and looked her in the eyes. "I know that it is embarrassing for you but your husband has asked me to fuck you." She nodded. "Yes I know," she said softly trying to avoid his gaze. "But first I would like to take your panties down and give you a spanking before fucking you." He told her. "And I think you would like that too wouldn't you Beth?" She turned away and tried to pull her hand away. "It's no use being in denial Beth," he said. "I know all about you. Pete and I have talked for hours and hours about you. I know exactly what you want and you know what I need Beth, don't you." She said nothing. As quickly as he had taken her hand he let it go again but both of his hands reached quickly out for the side of her skirt. He was so quick that her buttons were already undone before she could do anything. "It's no use struggling Beth." He told her as her skirt started to slide down to the ground. It had hardly touched the floor when he hands were on the waistband of her white panties. "That's a good girl," he said, as he slid them over her hips. Moments later she found herself standing in front of him naked from the waist down. "Now Beth," he said. "Pete tells me you have been a very naughty girl. A very dirty girl was well." He added as his fingers touched her mound. She said nothing as she stood there and let him stroke her mound. "I am very disappointed though Beth." He suddenly told her. "Disappointed? Why?" "Pete told me you shaved your cunt. He used to tell me how smooth it was and how pretty it looked without hair. I so love to see shaved cunt and I was so looking forward to seeing yours." He told her as he ran his fingers through her tight curls. "S-sorry." She found herself saying apologetically. "I was letting it grow back until he came home again." It suddenly dawned on her that she was discussing intimate parts of her body with a complete stranger and she began to feel embarrassed. "I want it shaved off now Beth." He told her. She looked down at him. His eyes were piercing and there was a serious look on her face. She knew she should be telling him to go but she could not help herself from following his orders. "Sorry. Yes." She told him. Moments later she was in the bathroom with one foot resting on the edge of the bath soaping her mound ready for the razor. As she ran the razor blade across herself she noticed he was standing there watching her. She looked up at him and her eyes fell on the thick brown leather belt in his hand. It was doubled and gripped tightly ready for use. It looked threatening and so did his cock. It was fully erect now, long and thick with veins bulging. It looked angry. She felt her legs wobble as she realised it was for her; it was waiting for her; waiting to get inside her; waiting to penetrate her womanhood. "Don't be long," he said. He was rushing her now; there was desperation ion his voice. She gulped as she continued to strip her mound of all hair. No man had wanted her like this before. She felt afraid; wondering what exactly was in store for her. Was he just going to fuck her or was he going to beat her and fuck her? Her legs wobbled again not just in fear but also with sexual excitement. He stood watching her for over five minutes; watching her remove every shred of hair. When she had rinsed herself down with the shower hose he came up to her and examined her for himself. His fingers ran over her mound and then between her swollen lips. "That will do," he said. "Now get your top off and get in the bedroom." It had been a long time since Pete had ordered her to her bed to fuck her; she had been so excited then. She was more excited now. This was not Pete; this was not her husband but a man she had met less than half an hour ago. He was waiting by the edge of the bed when she came back into the room; standing there at her husband's side of the bed waiting with the belt in his hand and his cock firmly erect. She stood in front of him with her head slightly bowed as he spoke. He was much taller than her and she felt so small in his presence. "You know I have to thrash you don't you Beth?" "Yes," she responded softly, still not looking up at him. "Six strokes of the belt for being a dirty and disobedient girl," he said. "And then you are going to open your legs nice and wide for me Beth, just like a whore, so I can fuck you." "Yes," she sighed as she felt her legs giving away again. "Bend over the bed Beth." She brushed past him to lie across the bed and his cock touched her; touched her side; touched her flesh. She wanted to take it in her hand; she wanted to caress it; wanted to kneel and take it in her mouth. She wanted to worship it but instead she did as he had ordered and lay on her stomach across the bed with her legs dangling over the side and feet touching the floor. She had done this before for Pete; lain across the bed for him to spank her; lain across the bed for a few slaps of his hand on the soft flesh of her bottom. She had loved every moment of it; loved the pain and the humiliation of it all but this was going to be different. She knew that. This would not be soft hand slaps; this would be hard strokes of the belt; hard and painful strokes, hard humiliating strokes as a prelude to being fucked like a whore. He knelt on the edge of the bed with one knee and placed his left hand on the centre of her back to hold her down firmly. She glanced up at the dressing table mirror just in time to see his raised hand bring the belt firmly down on her bottom. She cried out; she yelled; she sobbed and she pleaded with each stroke but he did not stop. He did not hold back; he gave her six hard strokes of his leather belt. Her bottom stung and she sobbed but she still turned over when he had finished and opened her legs wide for him. As he positioned himself between her thighs she looked up at him and swore. "Bastard!" She yelled. He said nothing but smiled; smiled as he pushed the huge bulbous head of his cock against her cunt lips and smiled again as he gave a heavy thrust of his hips. Beth cried out and found herself automatically wrapping her arms around his shoulders and her thighs around his waist. She had never felt anything so long and thick inside her before but it did not hurt her; Beth had been well lubricated even before she had rolled over on her back for him. Their fuck was fast and furious; he wasn't interested in her satisfaction; he wasn't interested in waiting to ensure she came as well; he couldn't care less whether she climaxed or not. Steve reached under her bottom with his hands and pulled her tightly against him and began to pound away at her. But Beth did also not want a long drawn out fuck; she wanted to feel his thick manhood satisfying itself inside her. She had her legs wrapped around a beast; a beast who had just beaten her; a beast who had called her a whore; a beast who was treating her as an object of self-satisfaction. Her pleasure alone would have been sufficient in just that but when he kept calling her a whore and telling her to move her ass as his pounding got heavier and faster she was ready for him. As he gave one long groan as his cum gushed from him deep inside her she climaxed. It was some time later before she managed to compose herself and get her breath back. She lay with her head resting on his shoulder, a thigh intertwined with his and her arm around waist. She could not remember the last time she had ever felt this satisfied. She could still feel her bottom stinging; she could still sense the stretching of her vagina but she could also feel his cum oozing from her. She felt like a woman again; she felt like a woman who had at long last been satisfied by a man. "I wasn't too rough on you was I?" He asked her quietly. She looked up at him and smiled. "Was that roughness?" She asked him as she kissed him. He smiled. "It was just what I needed thank you." She told him as she settled back against his strong shoulders. "I have waited a long time for that," he said. "A fuck I mean." "Well I hope you are not going to leave it at that." She said. "Well I was hoping to stay the night and come back again on my last night of leave." He told her. Beth felt disappointed. "You have somewhere else to go?" She asked. "Well I was planning to see my parents for a few days but Pete and I only agreed to two nights." She ran her hand down to his groin. He was wet and sticky from their juices but she felt his soft flesh beginning to stir. "And in between seeing your parents?" "See a few mates," he replied. "Not really thought about it." She continued to stroke him and he continued to stiffen. "Thought you might really like to help Pete out and look after me properly." She said as she reached up and kissed him. He returned her kiss and his cock stiffened even more. "I would love to." He told her. "But we agreed on just two nights." He was fully erect now and ready to fuck again and she mounted him. She sank down upon his cock filling herself once again, stretching her vagina once more. "Well if that's the best you can do." She whispered in his ear before kissing him. "I do want more but..." he responded. She began to move slowly up and down on his manhood. "Just two nights of fucking me when you could be fucking me for a whole fortnight," she whispered. "Two weeks of having your own personal whore instead of two nights." She added as she kissed him. He groaned and thrust into her letting her know he was succumbing to her invitation. "I am sure that you could teach me such a lot as well," she said softly as she increased her rhythm. "You are so much bigger than Pete; so much better than him and I bet you could show me lots more." He groaned again and began to meet her thrusts. "That's it Steve fill your pussy; fill your cunt." "Yes! yes!" He called out as she moved up and down on him. She kissed him as they surrendered themselves to each other and continued long into a session of mutual pleasure. *** Steve was still there the following night when Pete called. They were sat up in bed together relaxing after another long session of sex. "Did you get your pressies?" He asked her nervously. "Hmmm. Thank you darling," she said. "I am actually wearing them now." "Ooooooh!" he replied. "And Steve?" "Yes." She replied. "He is the best present ever." "Is?" "Yes. He is still here." She told him. There was silence for a moment. "We... we, agreed on just the first and last nights." He told her. "Yes I know Darling," she replied as she reached with her free hand and took hold of Steve's erection. "But I thought it was such a shame to leave so early." Pete was silent again for a moment. "Is he there now?" "Yes," she said. "Right beside me in bed." His sigh was quite audible. "Well it is something we have talked about isn't it?" She said to him. "Yes I know but..." "He will have lots to tell you about when he gets back and I will soon have some pictures for you." She told him. "What sort of pictures?" He asked, already knowing what he was likely to get. "Well I thought one of me in those nice stockings you bought for me and a very special one for you." She teased. "A special one?" "You will see later tonight when I email it to your mobile." She told him. There was a long silence before he spoke again. "I-I... look forward to it." Half an hour later she lay back on her bed with her thighs apart. Steve's dog tags were resting on her mound and his cum was slowly trickling from her freshly fucked pussy. Steve held her mobile phone in his hand adjusting and focusing its camera on her open thighs. "Say cheese," he said. Beth giggled from behind the pillow that covered her head as the camera clicked away.