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		          W A R N I N G  !            
     This story contains graphic and sexually explicit material,
     and is best enjoyed with someone of the appropriate sex handy.  
     As in any  work of fiction, the behaviour of the protagonists   
     is not necessarily endorsed by the author, and any resemblance
     to persons or events is purely coincidental.
     No virgins were deflowered in the creation of this work. 
     Sex with minors should be left to other minors, and while 
     It's fine to *read* about unprotected sex with strangers, 
     you should only *have* unprotected sex with a trusted partner.
     You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it.
                          P L E A S E  !!          
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                           Occupation
                               or
                      "Marie's Hospitality"


                 -------by Wollstonecraft-------
                             (C)1995


"Louis," she breathed, her voice trembling, "his hand is on my thigh." 

Louis looked across the table at the flushed face of his wife, sitting
on the soldier's lap. "Yes, I thought as much," he replied flatly,
raising his glass. Smiling thinly, he tipped it momentarily toward the
stranger, then proceeded to drain it. As he lowered the glass from his
lips, he saw that the soldier's glass was empty again. Louis refilled
it, then filled his own. He poured the last of the wine into his wife's
glass and put the empty bottle with the other two. 

"Marie," he muttered, "drink your wine." 

With a shaky hand, she reached for the glass. The soldier took it and
put it to her mouth. The wine spilled over her lips and down her neck
onto her breasts. The soldier bent his head and began to lap at the red
liquid on her skin. She moaned softly. 

She moaned, "Louis, please make him stop. I I am your wife." 

Yes, Louis thought, she was his wife. His virgin wife. Their marriage
was not yet consummated. She would not let him bed her while the
occupation continued. She said she would not risk bringing a child into
a world ravaged by war. She pleasured him in other ways, but it was not
the same, and they both prayed for the day she could free herself from
her selfimposed chastity. With the arrival of the soldier, it seemed
that day was to be soon at hand. 

"Please, Louis, he Oh, Louis!" The soldier's lips pressed into her
cleavage, and her breath grew quick. 

"We must offer him every hospitality, Marie. He wears the uniform of the
liberation force." 

"He he takes too many liberties, Lou Oh, my!" The soldier's hand pressed
upward along her thigh. "Hhe Oh, Louis, he ttouches Louis! His fingers
are on my Oh, my Louis, pplease. He is so, so" 

"We are indebted to him," Louis said, staring into his wine. "Just his
being here is danger enough. Tomorrow he will go to a certain death. He
will die for us, to give us our freedom. It is not just charity to allow
him pleasure in his last hours, it is our duty and our honor. Your duty,
Marie. Your honor." He looked up to see that Marie's blouse was undone
and the stranger's hand kneading his wife's heaving breast. 

Marie understood that it was her honor that was at stake. "Louis, his
touch makes my blood boil! Oh, Louis, I burn! I burn! Please, oh,
please, I can't Oh, God, oh! Oh!! Hhis hand in my stroking my Oh! Oh!!"
Her hips began rocking against his fingers as he pressed deep between
the folds of her labia under her thick pantaloons, massaging her
clitoris. 

The soldier pulled his head from Marie's breast, her nipple slipping
wetly out from between his lips. He looked drunkenly at Louis. Louis
smiled weakly. The soldier shrugged and grinned, then rose with Marie in
his arms. 

She cried out, "No! Where are you" When she realized his intention, she
struggled vainly in his tight grasp "No!! Please, do not do this!
Please, please, no! No!!" 

Carrying her squirming body, the soldier staggered across the tiny room.
She wailed, "No!! Do not do this! Do not do this! Oh, God, please,
please!!" He stood her next to the bed and buried his head in the hollow
of her neck as he pulled the blouse off her shoulders. As the thin
material fell to the floor, he removed his own shirt. "Ooh, Louis," she
moaned, "his chest is so broad, so hard." Her back arched and her
breasts ground tight against him. 

He slipped his fingers under the fabric of both her skirt and
pantaloons. "Nno, don't," she whimpered as he slipped them down over her
hips, exposing her fleecy curls. As he pulled downward his lips moved
lower, taking her tight nipple in his mouth. "Oh, my God, my God," she
moaned as he freed her legs from the last of her clothing, "oh, no, oh
Oh!" His teeth nipped at her taut, sensitive flesh. "Oh, pplease, Louis,
please," she cried, "please don't let this happen!" 

She was totally nude before him now, and, raising to his feet, the
soldier drank in her beauty. He growled softly, his hunger clear in his
voice. The sound made her quiver. She begged, "Please, please, do not do
this, do not take me, please do not, please!" The solder lewdly growled
again. She knew she begged in vain. Her words were as incomprehensible
to him as his was to her. 

The soldier gently eased her back onto the bed. With one hand caressing
her breasts, he undid his pants with the other. Her eyes grew wide. "My
God," she cried, "My God! No!! No!! It is so big, my God, so big!! I
couldn't, I can't take such a thing, such a Not in Oh, God, not in No!!
God, No!! No!!" 

Her husband was still at the table, watching the stranger take his wife.
He'd opened a fourth bottle of wine and was intent upon emptying it.
Marie looked at him beseechingly, her eyes begging him to intervene, to
stop this man from stealing what should have been his. Louis drank
deeply from his glass, then turned away. 

The soldier dropped to the bed and straddled her, crushing her into the
mattress. He rocked up and down, grinding his body against hers,
crushing her breasts against his chest. "Oh, God, oh, God, Louis, the
hair on his chest makes my nipples burn! Oh, the hair on his belly
inflames me so! And his on my Oh, my God, Louis, he presses himself so
tightly to my Oh, Louis, my puss is so wet! Oh, God, my puss is so wet,
so open, so hot, so hot! It opens, oh, God, it opens!!" 

Taking his rigid shaft in his hand, the soldier positioned himself for
entry. "Oh, no! No! He's put it between the lips of my puss, Louis! In
the lips, oh, no, no, it's at the entrance and I am so wet, oh God, my
puss's lips are opening to him, I Oh! Oh!!" 

His arms around her, his hands clutching her shoulders, the soldier
pulled her to him. "Louis!! He ppresses in, Louis, oh, God, it pushes
in!! Ah! Uhh! Oh, God, it it is ggoing into my puss, into my puss,
Louis!" He groaned as he felt himself being enveloped by her moist
flesh. "Oh, God, Louis! It is so oh, God, it is so big, so Uhh!! Uhh!!
It it fills me so so" He lifted himself up, rising high above her. She
looked down between them. "Oh, God, oh God, it's just the head, just the
head, there's so much m Oh!! Oh, God, so tight, so tight." 

He eased off momentarily. "Oh, it pulls out, it" He pressed in again
hard and she grunted from the force. "Ungh!! Oh, God, it's in me deeper,
it ah" Again he pulled back slightly and again he pushed in." Ungh!! So
full, s ah Ungh!!" 

His entry was halted as she felt the immense head pressed tight upon her
hymen. "Oh, mmy m oh, God, it it touches my maidenh ah Oh!" She cried
out as the hard presence throbbed against the sensitive tissue. 

He looked down at her questioningly, listening to the strange words. Her
face was contorted in passion, her arms tight around him, pulling at
him. Hie interpreted her verbalizations as cries of desire. He briefly
glanced to Louis, who was trying desperately to drink himself into a
stupor. The soldier returned to the pleasure at hand. 

The bloated flesh pulled back slightly, then pushed slowly, resolutely
inward. "Ohh," she cried, "hhe ppuhushing push" She felt his manhood
pressing in painfully. "Uh, uh, uh" She felt the tender barrier rupture
and tear under the relentless assault. She screamed as the pain overtook
her "Aaaah!!! Oh, God, it is past, it is past Oh, God, oh, God, I am
open, I am open!!" 

Her virtue split and breached, his shaft advanced into her with
increased speed. "Ungh," she moaned, "oh, God, it pushes deeper, so much
d Oh!! So deep, so deep!!" She felt his belly press tightly upon her
own, his wiry pubic hair enmeshing with hers. "Oh, God, Louis, he is in
me, in me, oh God, he is in me!" 

He held himself tightly within her and her body reeled in the sensation.
"Oh, God, Louis, I feel the blood coursing through his shaft, his
ballsack quivering on my bottom. He is is so deep in m ah oh hhe moves
Oh! Oh!!" 

The fullness slid within her tight channel, inflaming her passion. "Oh
it is coming out out so slow, so" She felt herself close as it almost
completely extracted itself from her. Then the soldier hammered his hips
down. "Ungh!! God, such force, such foh!" The base of his member ground
into her pubic mound. The massive column pulled out again and her hips
drove down and back, grinding her clitoris sharply against the the hard
flesh as it moved. "Oh, so hard, so hard, so Ungh!!" He slammed back in.

"Oh, God, Louis," she cried as the soldier began to rhythmically thrust
in and out, "it is so deep, so I am so it is Oh, God, like fire in me
fire in me!!" She pushed up to meet each powerful thrust, trying to take
more of him inside her. "Oh, Louis, I never I didn't know it would It is
so Oh, God, so full, so full, I am Oh, God, I am burning, I am Oh, God!!
God!! Louis!!" 

Her body spasmed under him as she orgasmed and he groaned above her as
her sucking flesh clamped tightly onto his piercing lance. "God! God! I
die! I die!" she squealed, driving herself up hard, taking as much of
him into her as she could. Her legs rose and wrapped around his waist,
her calves on his buttocks, scissoring and clutching in time with his
increasingly rapid thrusts. 

She stared up at him and saw his eyes unfocusing, felt his buttocks
tightening. "Oh, God, Louis! He grows tight, he isOh, no! Oh, no!! He
mustn't oh, God, Louis, he's going to" He pulled at her, pulling her up
into him, driving down into her savagely. "Oh, no! Oh, God, No!!" 

He began to grunt, stroking powerful into her. "Nno, pplease," she
wailed, "don't put your don't make me" His fingers tightened on her
buttocks. "Oh, oh, God, it grows fatter in me, it Oh!!" 

His back arched sharply and, with an animal grunt, he stabbed deep into
her as his staff lurched fiercely, driving his potent semen flowing into
her. "Oh, God, it throbs!! It throbs in me!! My God, he spurts inside
me, in me, my God, he is spurting his seed into me, oh, God, oh, God!"
She shook in orgasm, her vagina gripping the pumping shaft, sucking his
sperm into her womb. "God, oh, God, I pull it in, I take it in, oh, his
seed, his seed in me, oh, God oh, God!!" 

His ejaculation was strong and immense. He instinctively understood that
this was his last chance to spawn and she instinctively understood that
his great outpouring would root and thrive within her. 

"Oh, God, Louis, I can feel it! It stream into the mouth of my womb, so
deep inside, so deep!! The surges, oh, God, he surges so! He fills me,
oh, he fills me full, I drown in his seed, Louis, and he throbs and
gushes still, oh, God, he fills my womb and his staff gushes still! So
much, God, so much of his seed in me, oh, God, and more and still more!!
He throbs so, oh, God, the throbbing, the throbbing in me, in me!! Oh,
he fills me to overflowing, I can feel it running out of me and, oh,
God, he gushes still, he gushes still!! Oh, God, Oh, God!!" 

With a final grunt, the soldier collapsed on top of her, his need
finally drained. "Oh, God," Marie sobbed, "it twitches inside me still!
Oh, the fluttering inside me, oh God, oh, God." 

As he lay on her, gasping for breath, his hips still spasming into her,
she moaned, "Oh, God, oh, God, he put his seed in me, he put his seed in
me. Does he know what he's done? Does he know he's put a baby inside
me?" 

The soldier pulled himself up and off the bed. She sat up and shouted at
him. "Do you know you've made me pregnant? Do you know I will bear your
child?" He retrieved his pants and put them on. She cried, "Do you know
what you've done? Do you?" 

The soldier said nothing as he buttoned his shirt and walked to the
door. She raged, "Even now it grows inside me! Your child! Your child is
inside me!" 

He didn't turn around as he left. 

"Your child is inside me!" She fell upon the bed and began to sob. 

"His child is inside me, his child is inside me." The words rang in her
thoughts. It was her only solace as the fourth of the occupation
soldiers grunted above her and she felt the now familiar pulsing of the
cruel flesh stabbing viciously between her legs. 

The enemy had come not long after the stranger had left. In retreat,
they came to seek shelter from the superior liberation forces. Louis had
tried to protect her, but he was quickly killed. The only thought that
gave her hope was that, if she survived the rape, she wouldn't bear the
spawn of these monsters. She gave thanks to God that the seed of the
stranger had taken possession of her fertility, denying it from these
demons. 

In time, the liberators vanquished the enemy and peace reigned again.
Marie's stomach swelled as she grew fat with the baby conceived during
the dark days of war. She never saw the stranger again. She feared he
was killed in regaining her country's freedom. She cherished the life
inside her all the more. 

It was a hard labor that accompanied the birth. The midwife had never
seen so large a baby borne from so small a mother, so was not too
surprised when Marie initially recoiled from the sight of her newborn
son. But she was surprised when Marie refused to suckle it, and all in
the village were shocked when Marie abandoned the child at the
orphanage. 

The midwife could never have guessed that it was the baby's fair skin
color that had caused Marie to fall into a deep despair. Her heart sank
as she realize that it wasn't the child of her brave liberator, after
all, but that of one of the occupation rapists. The liberation soldier's
skin was, after all, black. 


                       -------the end-------


Other Wollstonecraft stories:

 1. Appleseed.............(bad seed manipulates twin sisters)
 2. Birthday gift, the....(girl seduces her legal guardian)
 3. Coercion..............(adultery at gunpoint)
 4. Divine gift, the......(confessor satisfies female parishioner)
 5. Family................(grim and ironic tale of hospital sex)
 6. Fruit of the vine.....(drunk girl gets taken for a ride) 
 7. Fruition..............(boy next door ready to be of service)
 8. Honeymoon.............(blushing bride with a twist )
 9. Novice................(sexual awakening of a girl in a convent)
10. Occupation............(virgin services the troops in France)
11. Party.................(six teens play spin the computer)
12. Peer Pressure.........(girl goes too far on a date)
13. Quickening............(stone age sex intrigue)
14. Reasons...............(memorable one night stand)
15. Safe sex..............(young couple forgetting the condom)
16. Tales of the seeding..(mating customs get hairy on this planet)
17. Ten Dollar Fine.......(girl gets in trouble in a southern jail)
18. Wedding gift, the.....(bride to be learns the facts of life )
19. Yang reception........(girl obeys cultleader all the way )


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