The British Sea War

Tony generally got on well with his Captain, and HMS Corsham had been a fairly happy ship despite the war conditions, and the continual changing of ratings, and officers, who having gained some valuable experience with HMS Corsham were taken to man new ships coming out of the builders yards, only to be replaced by officers and men just coming out of training..

HMS Corsham was just in, from being employed as one of the convoy escorts to another convoy across the Atlantic thy would have less than a week to refuel and provision before they would be away again

During his short time as First Lieutenant, he had soon found that his Captain, who was classed as a loveable rogue, by those who knew him, and who in his spare time was widely known as a womanizer, for his lecherous extra marital affairs.. Frequently passed on to Tony all the dirty and unpleasant jobs, he did not want to do himself, and that he could rightly delegate. He would guffaw into his beard, and say "Good experience for you number one, for when you get your own command which won't be long now."

On the last patrol a Petty Officer Sydney Hazlehurst had unfortunately fallen over board in a heavy sea. It had been impossible to rescue him, and although the Admiralty would eventually inform his wife officially. The Captain thought that as she lived locally in Liverpool, it was only fair that an officer should go to see her, and to pass on their commiserations for her loss. The lads had auctioned his kit, and also made a generous collection from their meagre pay and their was a sizeable sum of about 40 pounds to be passed to her...

The Captain when giving him the task of breaking the news to her, had said laughingly. "The silly bastard should have been more careful, and not been daft enough to get caught in a sea like that. He should have hung on tighter." Tony did not quite agree with that assessment, but he kept his thoughts to himself However, Number One you can have the rest of the weekend off, as compensation for having to break the bad news. Its about time you had some time to dip your wick.. If I remember rightly, his wife is a tasty peace of ass, so you might just get lucky. The lads have had a bit of a collection for her to show their sympathy, so that will help break the bad news.

Later that afternoon Lieutenant Tony Nash in his best uniform arrived at the home of Mrs. Freda Hazlehurst to give her the sad news, only to find that the lady was already having a raucous party, to celebrate her husbands passing on. The party was in full swing, despite wartime restrictions, she had acquired a seemingly unlimited supply of alcohol. Tony was a little shocked that the sad news had not seemed to upset her one little bit. In fact she made it clear that his death was highly convenient when he did, but she was grateful for the collection that the ships company had given her. Apparently, she later told him that they were on the point of divorce, and his timely death had saved her a lot of trouble. It would also make her eligible for a pension as well.

Tony was so intrigued by her 'could not care less attitude' he found himself almost against his will, being attracted to this petite vivacious blonde. She just laughed when he said "I thought you would be more upset."

"No way honey it saves going through a messy divorce doesn't it?. His mate came and told me this lunchtime, that's how I knew, so I decided to celebrate.".

Come on sweetie have a drink, and a dance, we are a bit short of handsome young men .tonight" The next moment Tony found himself with a drink in one hand, his jacket on the back of the chair, and the gorgeous blonde Freda sitting in his lap, with one arm round his neck and looking lovingly into his eyes as she kissed him. As the evening wore on, he found that her lips were frequently clamped on to his between dances, while her hands expertly explored his groin. Her eyes lighting up, as she found her explorations were not in vain.

As he sat there with Freda in his arms and smooching with him, he realised that there was a ration of two to three women for every man in the room. A tall red haired girl that was passing by, was pulled aside by Freda, to be introduced to Tony, with Freda saying. "Look Heather darling, what the gods have sent me. Not only have they drowned my old man for me, they have sent me a handsome horny young unmarried substitute to take his place in my bed, and if what is sticking in me is what I think it is. I'm going to have a fun night tonight" She explained to Tony, that Heathers old man was an officer in the RN as well.

With the vivacious Freda in his arms. Tony was soon dancing a series of long smoochy dances, to the music of many of the current wartime favorites recorded by Oscar Rabin and his band, with his resident singer the sexy Marjorie Dawes crooning away in the background.

They danced for about ten or eleven successive dances, and Tony found himself being increasingly caught in her web of charm, and outrageous sexuality. Tony did not really mind, but he kept thinking, that he was probably about to fuck a recently widowed woman, and he was not at all sure that it was the proper thing to do.

Tony soon found he was well under the influence of several glasses of cider, and local mild beer, his few inhibitions had long gone, as he found himself being increasingly tempted, when she asked coyly. "Are you going to stop the night with me Lieutenant dear." Tony now having drunk enough could only nod happily. "From what I have been feeling in your pants all evening, you will be a lot more exciting company, than my old man ever was."

Tony protested feebly "Freda I was one of your husbands officers - what makes you think about us, in that way? I really should not be thinking of you like that honey, lovely as you are."

Freda just smiled "Tony dear, answer me honestly, and tell me that now you have had me in your arms for the last couple of hours, that you don't want to? I know you have a raging hard on, which has been teasing me all night. You are a liar, if you say you don't want to fuck me. If you do say it, I will not believe you, and so I am going to have you anyway, just tell me you don't want to suck on my tits, or put your lovely big cock in my heavenly pussy, and pretend we are making babies.? But it will do you no good because I am going to have you anyway.."

As the evening wore on the lights went out to be replaced by a couple of candles as couples started pairing off. Tony looked at her, and thought about lying. He wanted her badly but his resolve was weak. He was in no hurry to get back to the ship, and the Captain had after all given him leave. His resolve quickly disappeared as taking advantage of the dim lighting Freda leaned forward, and started to unbuckle his belt, she slipped her hand down inside his trousers, and placed her hand on his bulging cock. She ran her cool hand up and down the length of his cock ." Aaaaaaa..... ooooooh.. noooooooo...her soft cool hands sent a bolt of excitement through him, and his cock seemed to swell even more under her hand. Much to the amusement of the remaining female guests who were watching and shouting encouragement to Freda..

"Freda, my sweet," he said hoarsely. "We really should not. At least not in public. " Tony knew that his voice did not sound very convincing, even to himself as he spoke, and when he looked round he could see that many other couples were doing similar things.

"Yes, we can, and yes we will." She said. As she pressed her young sexy body against his, the swell of her breasts, and the feel of her thighs pressing against his groin, while one of her hands openly fondled his cock. She pulled him to his feet while she stood on her toes, and her mouth clamped on to his, and her tongue pushed deeply into his mouth. Tony found himself responding to her with unrestrained passion.

Within seconds Freda still holding his cock was leading him to the stairs, calling out to Heather as she did, to lock up when everyone was gone, In the bedroom. The sound of an air raid alarm filled the air, but neither of them paid any attention. Their minds were entirely focused on each other.

Soon they were in her bed, both naked as the day they were born "I want to do everything with you my darling Tony." She whispered. Tony darted a glance down at her heaving bosom, and timidly placed his trembling hand on her naked flesh. "Yes, Tony dear, everything," she said as she trembled under his touch. "I want to suck you. I want you to eat me. I want to feel your cock inside me. I want to feel you come inside me I want you to make babies with me."

"Freda!" he croaked., "Do you have to speak like that? You are a recently widowed woman."

"Nothing can be wrong, when you were married to a womanizing bastard like mine, and you want to make love between two people who love each other, Tony, can it.?" She asked. Is that wrong or dirty, Tony?" He swallowed hard. "I'll say, and do what you like," she said. "I will be your willing sex slave."

"I'll say whatever you want, and do what you want, as long as you fuck me." Her fingers round his erection felt so good, so warm, so... right. He felt a thrill of excitement.. And Freda saw the change come over Tony's face . She stroked him gently. Her hand was warm and soft. The scene of the lovely naked Freda in front of him waiting on the bed was just too much.

He closed his eyes, and swallowed hard. He wanted to fuck her again and again, Freda too, seemed to have the same thought, because she turned round to change positions. She played with her pussy with one hand ,while she placed her mouth on his cock. Her face was flushed, and had undone her hair. She looked so beautiful with her hair loose and flowing down her back. She closed her moistened lips, tasting his wonderful cock. "Mmm," she breathed. "I like it when you push your cock in my mouth. I can't wait to feel this hot monster inside my pussy " She teased him. "Is this wonder cock all for me?" She ran her hands over his cock and then gently fondled his testicles.

Tony pulled her closer cupping her breasts lovingly. He lifted her mouth to his lips, and kissed her. When she finally broke the kiss, she whispered, "Please I can't wait for you to fuck me ." She squeezed his cock. Then she gently pushed him back on the bed. When she was done, she again pulled his hands to her breasts. Her nipples grew stiff as he tweaked them. "Oh, that's nice, Tony" she said. "I like your hands on me." She closed her eyes and stroked his cock. They lay side by side on the bed like that for almost a minute.

She lay back, and his eyes were drawn to her pussy. She reached between her legs and ran a finger along her slit. She spread her leg's. "Do you want me to lick your pussy, darling? I know you will love it." "I love it too. But first I want is your cock up inside me, so just Fuck me." She said. "Fuck me, now please. I want to come with your cock inside my pussy, Tony." She lay on her back, her thighs spread, and she caught his cock and rubbed the head over her warm wet pussy lips. Then she moved her hips up, and his cock was quickly pushing its way inside her hungry pussy. He was inside the sexy Freda despite all his good intentions! He was fucking her. "Oh, " she gasped, "Fuck me long and slow Tony." The words rang in his ears. Heat and moisture surrounded his cock. Freda was urging him on and now as he was committed, he relaxed and, he began carefully and purposely thrusting his cock into her pussy .

His hips slapped her raised thighs, filling the room with the sounds of sex. Then she lifted her breasts. Her nipples bounced with each thrust. He lowered his lips and captured one. She hissed as he nibbled gently. She pulled his face up and kissed him long and deep, her tongue sparring with his. After a moment she broke the kiss and groaned as he filled her again. "You are fucking good Lover Boy" she panted. "Now come inside me honey and fill me with your baby seed."

He pushed himself up, and concentrated on fucking her. She begged him to fuck her faster. He was going as fast as he could "Harder, Lover Boy, fuck your Freda faster, harder, Lover Boy Lover Boy fuck me hard". He felt a rush of heat and moisture as her pussy clenched him. Her eyes rolled back. He kept pounding into her. His own climax was close, and his balls felt tight with the need for release. He groaned. "Oh, darling! I am cumming....Ohhhhh God I am cumming inside my darling Freda, " .

Fortunately, Tony did not have to get back to the ship until Monday morning, having been given leave by the captain as a reward for breaking the bad news to Freda. They went at it like two demented rabbits most of the night, and so it was almost mid-day when her friend Heather came to wake her, and bring them both some breakfast.

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Chapter 2

HMS Summer Rose

It was a long, enjoyable and very exhausting weekend. Tony eventually staggered back to the ship very early on Monday morning. Leaving Freda getting ready for her shift at the hospital. Just as the bosun's call was making the morning call over the tannoy "Wakey, wakey off cocks, on socks." It was the usual morning call for all hands to turn to for cleaning ship. They had 48 hours, before they were due to sail with the next convoy to Halifax. Local leave would be given until 24 hours before sailing, so Tony had arranged to meet Freda later. He knew the Gunnery Officer was officer of the day, and Tony knew that he would probably sit in the wardroom after liberty men had gone ashore, and he had done the evening rounds with the duty Petty Officer, with his wife, drinking scotch, while she knitted balaclava's from reclaimed wool for the lads, if past history was anything to go by.

It was just 0800 am as Tony sat down staring despondently at his plate of Tinned Sausages, Fried Bread, Tinned Tomatoes (frequently referred to as red lead by everyone in the Navy) and Powdered Egg made into an Omelet." But after the first mouthful, he surprisingly found he was hungry. It had been an exhausting weekend, and he could not recollect eating very often, and even Navy war time food was welcome.

His breakfast was interrupted by the Captains steward telling him to report immediately to the Captain, after he had finished his meal. On his way to the Captains cabin Tony noticed that the Bosuns mate Tom Pigg was painting a black ring round the funnel. "What's that for Pigg?" He asked

"Apparently we are now half leader Sir, and I am sorry you are leaving us too sir?."

"I am?" Tony asked.

"Yes Sir and congratulations on your promotion."

On entering the Captains cabin, he was greeted by the Captain chortling "By god Number One you look fucking rough. I told you it would be a good experience for you.." He then noticed that the Captain was now wearing three broad rings on his sleeve." Yes Tony, I have been made acting Commander, and I am now half leader, so now before we go any further you had better look at this, as he threw an envelope across to him. It informed Tony that he was now a Lieutenant Commander, and was to take command of a new corvette named HMS Summer Rose in seven days time at Birkenhead." On that chair at the back Tony is both your spare uniform jackets, I had them altered for you while you were away.. I hope you don't mind? I am sorry to lose you, but I am glad that you have a command with a brand new ship to go with your promotion."

"So Congratulations Number One, Lieutenant Marsh is taking over your duties as he is the next senior, and that will give you a few hours to hand over. Incidently no doubt you have noted as well that you have a weeks leave before you take over your new command of HMS Summer Rose at Birkenhead."

Tony staggered out of the Captains cabin, calling for the Coxswain, and the Chiefs Bosuns mate, to explain to them the new order of things on HMS Corsham, and to start handing over to a delighted but very inexperienced Lieutenant Marsh, who was to be replaced by a new recruit from officer training..

It was lunch time when his bags were packed, and he left the ship. In a way he was sorry to go, but to take command of a brand new ship was more than he could ever have hoped for. He made his way to Freda's home to see an envelope pinned to the door. Key under the bin, let yourself in, if you are back here before me. I am at work. Love you.F

The next week Freda took off from her wartime job as a nursing auxiliary to stay with him. It was a week of unadulterated sex, interspersed with parties , dances and nights at the flicks. Interspersed with nights in the air raid shelter as the Luftwaffe did their best to make life difficult.. It was at the end of the week that Freda shyly invited him to move in with her on a permanent basis. From then on Tony, and Freda entered into a serious relationship.

Six days later an excited Tony crossed the water to Birkenhead resplendent in his new uniform with the two and a half rings of a Lieutenant Commander, to take command of HMS Summer Rose. He knew quite a bit about these new Corvettes, they were being produced as fast as possible, and the Canadians were planning to build over a hundred. A friend had told him "They can do sixteen knots with a following wind. But they are fucking uncomfortable and can roll on a piece of wet blotting paper. They have a range of about 2500 miles at top speed, but with most convoys you will be lucky if you get past five knots."

Freda had told him on hearing his news that it was Heathers husband, who would be his new boss. Freda said. "From what I hear he is a bit of a bastard, and it's a wonder Heather has stopped with him this long. Don't ever trust him as far as you can throw him."

A week later after arriving on the Ferry he reported to the Rail Transport Office in Birkenhead and he was given a staff car and driver to take him to the dockyard. He asked the driver to take his cases to HMS Summer Rose. "He thought as a matter of courtesy he should report straight away to the Flotilla leader as soon as possible on HMS Tulip" and get it over with.

Tony followed the directions to the jetty which had been given him, and he saw the Corvette with the two black rings on the funnel from a distance. As he walked towards the ship he saw the Officer of the day and a Bosuns mate standing at the top of the gangway.

He was piped aboard and as protocol demanded, and the young Sub Lieutenant who was the officer of the day told him the Captain was waiting for him in his cabin.

Tony shook hands with the Flotilla Leader, and he soon gathered that Commander Wakely RN was rather an impatient, imperious type of man. Tony was offered a drink, which he politely refused, saying that he had not been aboard HMS Summer Rose as yet. While they were speaking, Tony noticed a photograph of Heather, Freda's best friend on his desk, and in passing he mentioned that he thought he had met her. He was told abruptly that Heather was Commander Wakely's wife, and they were not here to discuss his social life or his marriage. He later gathered through another CO that not all was well with the marriage.

Commander Wakely eventually pointed out that all the other CO's were Lieutenants R.N.V.R and that the term "Really Not Very Reliable." applies in practice to nearly all of them. Its up to you and me Nash, to make them reliable. Most of them have very little experience, and they as green as grass. Most of them only have about eighteen months watch keeping experience. You are the next senior to me so it is possible you will probably be nominated as half leader, if no-one more senior than you joins the Flotilla.

Tony was given a set of the Flotilla's standing orders and he was told that he would have a complement of three officers all R.N.V. R. and a commissioned gunner RN and a Midshipman l R.N.V. R, but it was possible he may be given another officer for training before they sailed. Your First Lieutenant is R.N.V.R and he has a watch keeping certificate, so the two of you will have to stand watch and watch about, until you can get some of your other officers trained up. I am not sure whether your Gunner has a watch keeping Certificate or not, if he has, it will make life a little easier for you. If not I should make him stand watches anyway, and get him trained up we will need all the watch keepers we can get before long.".