Heart Warming Romance Story: Coming Home From The War

Heart Warming Romance Story

A heart Warming romance story are moving. This heart warming romance story teaches us to number out days. This heart warming romance story takes us back over 65 years and reminds us to cherish every moment.

It was 1945 and my husband had been away in Europe serving in the army. We had married in 1942 before Danny had left to do his duty and serve his country. I was only 19 at the time but Danny had been my one and only sweetheart, even though he was three years older than me, but we both knew it was the right thing. During the first three years of our marriage, we had one week together. The most incredible one week of my life.

When I received the letter from Danny telling me he was coming home I was thrilled and scared. Right before he had left for the war, Danny had bought a little house for us in town. I had spent the last three years doing the only thing I could think of – making the house into a home for Danny. I never thought about Danny not coming home. If Danny said he was coming back, and he had said that right before he left, then he was coming home. He would need a home to come back to.

I spent agonizing weeks getting ready for our reunion. The one week we had spent together had been incredible. We had been married by a minister on a Saturday and then never left our bed until Thursday morning when Danny had to catch his bus to leave. Every night for the last three years, I had dreamt about those five days, all the feelings Danny had made me feel, how beautiful and sensual our love making had been. I couldn’t wait to have them again, to be with Danny.

It had been three weeks from the time I had gotten Danny’s letter saying he was coming home to when Danny called me, telling me he would be home the next day. For twenty-four hours, I rounded up as many food coupons as I could, borrowing from my parents and friends, so I could make a homecoming dinner for Danny that he would never forget. So the next day, I was standing in the living room in my new dress, flowers on the table and the radio playing, when Danny finally walked through the door.

My Danny was home! As I looked at him, I felt my pulse race. Danny had always been a handsome man, tall and slender, with black hair that never wanted to stay off his forehead. The man that stood before me now was still my Danny but oh so much more. He had grown in height. No longer slender, Danny had bulked up from his army service. His olive green uniform was tight across his chest, his new found muscles filling it out, and his hat sat on his head slightly crooked. In his arms was a box of chocolates and a bouquet of flowers.

My eyes teared up and I ran at him, throwing myself into his arms. My husband was home and I was nervous, happy and overwhelmed. The chocolates and the flowers fell to the floor as he wrapped his arms around me. His lips came down softly on mine and then hardened, kissing me with urgency. His foot slammed the door shut behind him and he carried me into the room. My hands grabbed his hat and threw it aside, my fingers caressing his short black hair. Danny’s tongue slipped into my mouth, my lips parting to take him in. I could smell his cologne along with all the other scents from his trip. My body filled with him, his presence over taking me.

Coming up for air, he smiled down at me. His eyes were bright and excited. His eyes scanned my face, his lips touching the tip of my nose. He let me go and then grabbed me, pulling me to him again.
“I don’t want to let go yet. I’ve missed you, dreamt about you. You’re so beautiful. I can’t believe this is real and I’m finally home.”

I cried again as he told me he loved me and couldn’t believe I was still his wife. I asked him if he was hungry but he said not for food.
“Food will come later. Right now, I want to take my wife to bed and show her how much I’ve missed her.”

I felt my face and body flush and heat up. Taking my hand in his, he led me to the bedroom, closing the door behind us. The bed seemed so small now. It has always seemed big because I slept in it alone. Now, it was huge. I started to unbutton my dress and Danny stopped me, grabbing my hands.

Without words, he stood in front of me and slowly unbuttoned the top button. Leaning in, he kissed my lips again, and then my cheek and then my neck. I closed my eyes as his tongue swirled around my ear lobe. His fingers slowly unbuttoned the second button, his fingers lightly grazing across my skin. His eyes watched me as he undid another button and then another. His hands barely touched me as he slid the dress off my shoulders and it fell to the floor. I shivered in my slip but not because I was cold.

Danny’s eyes scanned my body, his smile becoming mischievous. Stepping back from me, he unbuttoned his jacket and slipped it off, laying it on the chair. He slowly removed his tie and tossed that with his jacket. Sitting on the bed, he removed his shoes and then his socks. I felt my mouth go dry. I moved to stand in front of him, edging myself between his legs. Slowly, I unbuttoned his shirt, my hands shaking a little as I did it. His eyes never left mine.

Danny stood, placing his hands on my hips to move me back a little. I opened his shirt, running my hands over his white t-shirt underneath. The shirt fell to the floor as he pulled his arms from the sleeves. Running my hands down his chest, I pulled the t-shirt from his pants and lifted it up. He took it in his hands and pulled it off, tossing it to the floor. I ran my hands on his chest, feeling and touching each new scar, and there were many. My heart broke and tears filled my eyes as I touched first one than another. What had Danny gone through?

Taking my hands in his, he brought them to his lips and kissed the top of one hand and then the other, then turning them over, kissed the palm of each hand. He smiled and simply said, “Later.” His smiling mouth came down on mine again, kissing me slowly this time. His tongue snaked across my lips and I felt a surge of heat through my body. His hands went from framing my face to my shoulders. His rough hands on my shoulders sent shock waves through me.

Danny smiled at me again, a glint of excitement in his eyes. Moving behind me, he kissed the back on my right shoulder and then my left. As he kissed me, his fingers slowly pushed the straps from my slip down the curve of my shoulder. I closed my eyes, losing myself in his kisses. His lips moved up the back of my neck and he pulled the clips from my hair, letting my blonde hair cascade down my neck and back. He moaned as he leaned his face into my hair, inhaling my fragrance. I heard him whisper, “Lavender and roses.”

His fingers returned to my shoulders, pushing the straps from my slip down further. I felt my slip slide down my body and pool in a circle at my feet. I had purposely been decadent today, not wearing a bra under my slip. Danny took in a quick breath as my slip fell and left me in nothing but my white panties. He pulled me back against him, his lips on my shoulders as his eyes looked down at my breasts. Danny’s hands came down my shoulders, rubbing my arms gently as they circled around and his hands filled with my breasts. I moaned at his touch, having missed the way his hands caress my skin.

His fingers massaged my breasts, his thumb and forefinger gently squeezing my hard nipples. I smiled and remembered the first time Danny had seen my naked breasts on our wedding night. He loved how round and firm they are, filling his hands to overflowing. I leaned my head back against him and sighed as his fingers squeezed my breasts together and laughed when he bounced them in his hand. Moving around in front of me, Danny kissed my lips and then sat on the edge of the bed. Pulling me to stand between his legs, Danny reached up again, cupping my breasts in his hand and pulling my right nipple into his mouth. His lips slid gently over skin, my hard nub swelling inside his warm mouth. I moaned as a shiver slipped through my body. I felt my body heating up and my vagina getting wet. Danny’s tongue played with one nipple and then the other. He moaned as he sucked my nipple to an even harder nub, pulling it gently with his lips. His hands moved down, grabbing onto my hips. I leaned over, hugging his head to my chest.

Danny moved his lips down, kissing my stomach. His lips were so gentle as he nipped at my skin. His hands slid up to my waist and then back down. His fingers slipped inside the band of my panties and he slowly pushed them down over my hips and then down my thighs. My panties fell at my feet and I stood naked in front of him. I suddenly felt very sexy. Danny ran his fingers over my stomach and then down to my thighs. The roughness of his skin against the smoothness of mine was almost too much.

Danny looked up at me, smiled, and then trailed his fingers through the soft blonde curls between my legs. I moaned as his fingers touched me, felt my lips. Danny’s fingers slipped across my lips and then between them slightly. I braced my hands on his shoulders as his fingers touched me. I had missed this. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the feel of his fingers slipping in and out of my tight lips. Danny was breathing harder as his finger pushed deep inside me and I moaned. Danny kissed my stomach again as his two fingers continued to stroke me. I looked down at him, our eyes melting into each other, as my body shivered and I moaned my first orgasm of our reunion.

Danny slowed his fingers, wiggling them a little as he withdrew them. Bringing his fingers to his mouth, he sucked them clean. I shivered in anticipation of what was to follow.

Rising to stand against me, Danny kissed my mouth, his hands rubbing my back. Suddenly, he bent, swept his arms underneath my legs and lifted me. Carrying me, he turned and laid me across the bed. His pants were straining over his groin but he still made no move to remove them. I reached up to grab his pants but he stopped my hand and said, “Not yet.”

Laying back against the bed, I watched Danny lay beside me, his hands running up the length of my leg, his fingers caressing my skin. I moaned as his fingers trailed slowly through my mound of curls again. His hands stroked my stomach, his finger teasing my belly-button. Every nerve in my body was responding to his touch. His hand cupped my breast and he leaned over to lick my nipple. In small circles, his tongue lapped at my hard nipple. Danny kissed my mouth and then slowly slipped down my body, his tongue leading the way.

I moaned and wiggled, arching my back as his tongue played across my stomach and still lower. I wasn’t sure where he was going but I was glad to follow. Danny opened my legs, laying between them now. I looked down as he smiled at me and then I moaned as his tongue licked slowly across my labia. My body surged with heat, my nerves jumped. He’d never done anything so delicious to me before. I tried to say he should stop, but I couldn’t form the words.

Over and over again, Danny used his tongue on my wet mound. His fingers spread my lips and his tongue slipped inside, filling where his fingers had been before. Grabbing the blanket in my hands, I arched my back, moaning incoherently. Danny’s wicked tongue flicked up and down my lips and then moved in small circles across it. I couldn’t believe how good it felt, how wonderfully delicious. Suddenly, Danny’s lips closed around a sensitive nub, his mouth sucking it into him. I cried out his name as another orgasm rumbled through me. Danny kept sucking, drinking down whatever I gave him. I moaned, twisting and turning my body as he held my legs open. His tongue lapped one last time and then he rose to lay beside me.

As his lips came down on mine, I tasted myself on his mouth. It was sweet and salty at the same time. His tongue pushed into my mouth, teasing me the way it had in my vulva. I pulled him to me, my hands digging into his shoulders.

Pulling away, Danny stood and I watched, my breathing hard and rapid, as he unbuttoned his pants and slid them down. The bulge in his briefs was huge. He pushed his white briefs down, freeing his penis. Leaning back on my elbows, I stared as Danny’s hand wrapped around his hard penis, stroking it. Somewhere in the back of my mind I thought I should probably be shocked, but I wasn’t. I was more excited and aroused than I had ever imagined I could be.

Danny’s hands glided up and down his penis, squeezing and rubbing. Finally, laying slowly on top of me, his legs parting mine, he lowered himself to just breathes away from me. I felt his hand between us, guiding his penis to my opening. I moaned and pushed upwards, meeting him. As he slowly pushed the head of his penis inside my vagina, his eyes closed and he groaned. I pushed my hips up to meet him and he stopped, filling me with just the head of his penis.

With an agonizing slowness, Danny pushed his penis deeper inside me. My body felt full of him. With long slow strokes, Danny pushed and pulled his penis in and out of me.
“You feel sooo…. ahhhhh…. good. So tight.”

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I held on. Wrapping my legs around him, I pulled him to me. His penis was slowly thrusting in and out of me. His eyes watched me as I moaned. Danny kept thrusting, telling me how good I felt. I pushed up to meet him again and felt my third orgasm spill from me. Danny moaned as my vagina tightened around him.

Quickening his pace, Danny started to move faster and faster. His penis was pushing deeper and deeper inside me.

“I’m going to ….. ahhhhhh….. filll you.”

I felt a warm gush between my legs, my vagina filling with him. He moaned out my name telling me he loved me. My body broke into another orgasm and Danny stroked it from me as his penis pounded inside me. Finally, he lay beside me, his penis limp between his legs.

We cuddled, eventually falling asleep between the covers. I woke before Danny and laid there watching him, staring at him. I was in wonder that he was home and was going to stay home. After our love making, I was also feeling adventurous. I had heard other women talk and never that there were things I could do for him. I was still in awe of how he had licked me before. I wondered if I could do the same for him.

Pulling the sheet down his body, I looked at him naked. He was wonderful. His skin was marked with scars but he was still the most amazing thing I’d seen. Sliding my fingers down his chest, I tested to see if he was awake. He shifted but didn’t wake up. I slowly lowered myself down so I was kneeling next to his legs. His penis was semi-hard, laying against his thigh. It always amazed me he could fit his massive member inside me. I shivered in anticipation just thinking about it.

Using my fingertip, I trailed a line up his thigh and across the tip of his penis. It twitched but still Danny didn’t wake. Running my finger down the length of him, I stroked him. He was hard but his skin was like velvet. I liked how he felt. Wrapping my hand around his penis, I squeezed the way I had watched him last night before he had entered me. His penis got harder and I got more excited.

Without another thought, I leaned over and flicked my tongue gently across the tip of his erection. He tasted salty and good. Using my tongue, I licked him like I would a lollipop. Up and down the length of his shaft. He got harder and harder with each lick. Opening my mouth, I closed my lips around the head of his penis and sucked. I loved the way he felt. My mouth sucked the tip harder.

Danny stirred and mumbled. I looked up from his penis long enough to see the confusion and then the arousal in his eyes. He reached down, pushing my blonde hair out of the way so he could watch me. He told me to lower my mouth down his penis, sucking slowly. I did and he groaned. I did it again, slowly lowering my mouth down over his penis, sucking him into my mouth till he touched the back of my throat and then slowly pulled back up so the tip of his penis was just barely in my mouth. Danny was moaning, his eyes watching me. His penis was throbbing in my mouth.

Rolling my tongue around the tip, I closed my lips around his head again and sucked harder this time. Danny moaned and thrust his penis up towards me so I guessed I had done something right. I sucked again and then pushed down. Danny’s hands were in my hair, stroking me, pushing me to him. The tip of his penis seemed to get bigger and bigger in my mouth. Suddenly, I could taste a wetness in my mouth. Danny moaned and thrust upwards. I sucked harder and my mouth was rewarded with a warm cream. I swallowed, sucking harder and harder. Danny was calling out my name and for me to suck harder. Finally, his penis went limp and he slipped from my mouth.

Danny pulled me to him, kissed me and asked where that had come from. I told him I’d been curious and he laughed. He asked if I was curious about anything else. I told him lots of things and I wanted to do every last one of them with him. He hugged me to him, kissed my head and said he was home. He’d do whatever I wanted.

After that, we slept, I made dinner naked and then we made love again and again and again. I don’t think we got out of bed again until the following week. My husband was home and I was happy.

 

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