The General's Driver

Returning to camp from a trip to the town on a Saturday evening late. I took a short cut through back lanes and came across this big black Austin Princess car with its front wheels in a ditch. The driver slumped over the driving wheel and out for the count.

Oh! I knew the car well, for I used to drive this particular car and the new driver was Sergeant Murphy; the bastard who had dropped me in the shit for taking a gallon of petrol. He envied me driving the general's car and I had fallen straight into his hands. I had been reduced to Corporal and taken of the VIP's drivers list because of this bastard.

I looked in the back and lo and behold was the second on my hate list, the General's wife. She was a right stuck up bitch, who ordered her staff around as though she was the general. She was muttering away to herself and was as drunk as a skunk.

"Why have we stopped? I want to get to bed," she slurred.

I could barely see her features within the car for there was only a quarter moon and high trees edged the lane. I did see the way she was lying, splay legged on the back seat of the car though. Her evening gown hem way up her thighs exposing the bare skin above her stockings.

I wonder if she knew she was exposing so much flesh. I got in the back with her, closed the door and just placed my hand on her plump cunt. The bitch was wet, not the piss wet, but a sticky slimy wet.

"Oh Henry, I have been waiting on you doing that all evening," she said spreading her legs even further.

Who the hell was Henry? Her Generals name was Terrence, and then it struck me, her son's name was Henry. Her son was fucking the old cow.

The panties she was wearing were hipster type and I just took the top and pulled them down, she even obliged by lifting her hips to let them slip off.

I got a bit too close, for she reached up, put her arms around me, engulfing me in her arms and pressing me to her ample breast, which was almost exposed by the dress she was wearing.

That helped me a bit, for I eased her on to the large floor space. Her legs locked around my hips as I laid her on the floor. I was still able to undo my trousers and slide them down exposing my large cock, which was rock-hard at this stage.

It was so easy slipping into her and buried myself up to the hilt.

"God Henry, that's wonderful you have filled mummy up this time," she said hugging me to her.

I pushed her back with my hand on her bare breast, for it was easy to slide in on the low-cut front and take a handful of breast. I drove hard into her, creating that old familiar slapping sound, as our bodies came together. She was a real hot bitch too, lifting her stomach and thrusting her hips into my thrusting cock. I felt her vagina grasping my cock as I drove deep into her so moist passage. What I didn't want to do was shoot my fat into her, so I stopped for a bit to let my impending climax recede, but she kept thrusting and rolling her hips which kept my climax coming.

I quickly withdrew and managed to catch my spending in my hand. I knew the car carried tissues in the drop down cabinet behind the driver's door and I took a handful and wiped my hands. I put her panties and the dirty tissues in my pocket.

Usually most women close their legs after you unmount, but not the Generals wife she was lying there with her knees bent and thighs wide open. I wish I had a camera for I would have taken a picture of her.

She had dropped off to sleep. I got out, opened the front door and taking Sgt. Murphy under the arms dragged him out and put him in the back seat. I undid his trousers and took out his cock, stuck two fingers up the Generals wife's cunt and got them all sticky. I then deposited the secretions on the end of his knob and up and down the fly's of his trousers. I shut the doors and made my way back to camp. Dropping the tissues about half a mile from the scene.

I sniffed her panties as I walked towards the camp; they had a mixture of perfume and her scents on them, a lovely trophy from the bitch.

As I came through the gate who would be the duty subaltern but Second Lieutenant Henry Smithers; the son of the woman I had just fucked. God if that was all she could find, the little runt, I felt sorry for her.

The next day the Military Police were seen escorting Sergeant Murphy from the Medical Centre towards the Guardroom. No-one was saying anything, which was unusual indeed, for nothing usually happened before the whole camp knew within half an hour. Sergeant Murphy just vanished out of the camp.

That afternoon I was called to the Adjutant's office. "You have been reinstated as Sergeant and assigned back to your old position as the General's driver, report to the General's Office. This time keep your hands off the petrol."

I reported to the Flag-Officer who welcomed me back. "I'm glad you are back, the General will be happy. Firstly you have to take Lady Smithers to the shops then come straight back here, you can pick her up after."

I drove to the General's house and who would be standing waiting was Lady Smithers, looking a bit worse for wear, but still faultlessly dressed.

"Oh it's you back, well at least I know you Sergeant, oh! You are wearing Corporals stripes?"

"Never had time to sew on my Sergeants stripes yet, I've been reinstated."

"Good, good, now take me into town, there's a good chap."

Halfway into town I stopped and turned and faced her, I took her panties out of my pocket and handed them to her. "Thought you might need them, but don't let Henry take them off you."

She went red as a beetroot and was holding her small brief panties still in her hand. "It was you, last night! I will be reporting you." She said blusteringly.

"Do and I will tell them that you are having it off with your own son. I'm sure that will really go down well with all the Regimental wives."

"How do you know about Henry and I?"

"You told me last night as I had my cock rove up your wet and moist pussy. You were really enjoying it too, thrusting and rolling your hips as though you couldn't get enough."

"I knew this morning it couldn't have been Henry, I felt as though I had been stretched wide last night."

"I don't know about that but when I left your legs were wide open and your pussy was winking at me."

"Please say nothing about my son and I, it would ruin my husband and Henry's career."

"And what do I get out of it?"

"Did you like what you took last night?"

"I think you are a very sexy woman, and I thoroughly enjoyed it, thank you."

"Well there is a lot more, on condition you keep quiet."

"No Henry though!"

"No Henry, why would I want Henry if I have you. Now can we go to the shops? I think I'll have to talk to the General about a promotion," she said smiling at me.

"Yes Ma'am right away," I said starting the car and then dropping her off outside a large store in town.

When I got back to the Generals office she must have been on the telephone for I was called into the Flag Officers Office. "Add a crown to these stripes which you haven't sewn on yet. The General wants you promoted to Staff Sergeant. What you have said and done to old Iron Pants, but she seems to have taken a liking to you. You have to move billet up to the Generals Staff house. You go and do that, I have arranged for a relief driver to take the General to his meeting."

By late afternoon I had sewn on my badges, well I conned one of the stewards to do them for me. She obviously wanted to impress me, so here could be another willing partner. The one good thing, all the Generals staff lived in the same house, both male and female staff. I had to go and pick up Lady Smithers, but I used the other car, which was a Mini.

I only waited about ten minutes before she and another Army Officer's wife arrived. "Where is the big car Sergeant?" She asked all hotty totty.

"General is using it Ma'am, this is the only car available." I replied.

"Next time use my Range Rover I'll give you a key. It's not an Army car but my own," she said smiling at me.

Both got in the back, which is a struggle squeezing in over the front seat even though it does fold forward.

"Tomorrow Sergeant you will drive me to Brigadier Thompson's house, I have a meeting there, I'll clear it with the General. Also I want to see you tonight I want to go for a drive, we will use the Range Rover and please come in mufti Sergeant."

I never used to do all this running around for her in the past, yes occasionally I drove her to meetings and to the shops but nothing like today. I can't complain she sure got me my stripes back and a nice crown on top.

On returning the woman back home I was met at the doorway by the Flag, "You will work directly with the General's lady for the next three days. Drive her where she wants. using her car not the Army vehicle and in mufti Staff. I'm sure it will be a more pleasant time than normal routine driving. But Monday morning I want you back on full military duty. Keep the lady out of the Generals hair will you." He said with a wink. "Oh! You have to pick her up at 9pm."

At 9 I was waiting on her and she came down the steps dressed in a floral dress that had a full skirt. I couldn't see the top because she had a zipped up jacket on. She ignored me holding the rear door and opened the front door and sat inside fastening her seat belt.

Looks like I'm going to have company in the front I thought as I closed the rear door and walked round to the front of her Range Rover. As I got in she handed me a set of keys." These are for the Range Rover and the door of my cottage. I'm taking you there now."

I followed her instructions and we started driving into the bye roads, until we reached an old cottage by the river.

"When we are together alone I'm Mary. I know your name is Chris. So for now it's Mary and Chris. Come I'll show you my cottage." Out we got and she stepped aside as I used the key she had given me to open the door. She stepped inside and switched on the light and slammed the door shut.

"Now Chris, I'm sober tonight, let me feel that cock of yours now," she said slipping off the jacket revealing her bare chest. Next the dress or should I say skirt just dropped around her ankles and she was standing there naked as the day she was born. Well not quite I haven't seen a baby girl with a set of knockers like hers or the dark love patch between its legs as Mary had.

"Well what do you think? Will I do?"

I was no slouch I had my togs off and a few seconds after her I also was standing before her with my cock almost straight up and down my body and as hard as a rock.

"My you are a big built chap no wonder I felt violated last night," she said moving closer and taking my cock in her hands. She got down on her knees and bent my cock so her lips could encircle by knob and then she just moved forward and my whole cock disappeared into her mouth. I felt the knob pass a restriction and I was inside her throat. I even saw her throat expand as my cock reached there. Then she drew her head back and looked up at me and out it came, she smiled up at me.

"I love doing that and it has been a few years since I've had one as big."

She stood up and led me through into the bedroom and we climbed on to the bed but I was going to show her I could perform as good as she could. As her legs opened I pushed my head into her sweet-smelling crotch and plunged my tongue between her puffy lips. Running my tongue up and down on her inner vulva right up to the not so small clitoris she had sticking out at the top of the slit.

"Move your legs up here," she said.

Now we were in the 69 the soixante-neuf position and once more she had my cock inside her mouth, but she pushed her hips up and closed her thighs, driving my nose into her vagina. The aroma was sensational as I had no air and I was inhaling her pure scent. I had to pull her thighs apart so I could get some air. God, fancy drowning in fanny juice, what a way to go. Could you imagine the verdict 'suffocated by a wet pussy'?

I'd had enough of this cock sucking I wanted my dick in her pussy, so I pushed away from the leg lock and turned so I was kneeling between her thighs once more. I guided my cock to her wet pussy and sank once more into that cavity of heaven, but this time with the full consent of the owner.

"Oh my God no wonder I was sore this morning Chris, you are fantastic. Are you sure your father or mother weren't from the Sudan, they are meant to have the biggest cocks on this earth. Oh harder Chris, make it harder," she raved as I pounded into her body, then I blasted my load, flooding her warm pussy making it more slippery than ever.

"Why didn't you wake me last night, no wonder I kept my legs opened that was so wonderful," she went on. God she was one of those people who don't stop talking of something they have found pleasant.

Three more times that evening I shoved my cock up the Generals' wife slippery and now red pussy. I was told to keep her away and I sure have done that for him, for I saw that it was almost two in the morning. "Sophia, don't you think we should be getting back, it's almost two in the morning, we have been at it for over four hours and I just couldn't fuck you even though you wanted me to."

"I think before we go we should have a good soak in the tub. I've never felt more satisfied in my life. We have to do this again, well maybe not as much, as you said Henry just doesn't stack up any more but he did as a stopgap, didn't he," she said laughing.

"God you are a right randy female and I thought you were a right stuck up bitch," I told her.

"Oh but I am, and always will be to most people, but not you darling, no never you any more. I must introduce you to some of my friends; think you could take them on. You can use this cottage if you want," she said giving me a kiss before getting out of the bed.

The tub was huge and we filled it with bubbles before climbing in, I washed her and she washed me and then we just lay and soaked in the bubbles.

I then noticed the time was after four, "Sophia, come on get dressed, remember you are seeing Brigadier Thompson today, and I have to get dressed."

"He is only a Brigadier, he can wait, but you are right, you have to be on time darling," she said holding me close to her body.

Three months I had been poking her, almost every other day, stopping at secluded places as I drove her from one appointment to another. It was on such a trip she asked me to stop.

"Chris, please pull over I have some disturbing news to tell you," she said.

I pulled into a lay-bye and got in the back with her. "Chris I'm pregnant, what will I do?"

"How many months do you think?"

"You will have to get rid of it. Do you want to keep the child?"

"Of course not," she said indignantly. "I just can't have it, even though I would love to have another child."

"I know a clinic where we can go to, but you'll have to wear different clothing, they would spot you a mile off with all your finery. Give me until this evening and I'll arrange something, trust me Sophia," I said.

"Oh I do, I will always be in your debt if you can arrange something," she said looking more dejected than I have ever seen her.

While I was waiting on her doing her shopping I called a mate of mine whose wife worked in the free abortion clinic and asked him if he could help me out, for my woman friend had become pregnant. I gave him all the details and he said he would ring me back. As I was driving Sophia home my mobile rang, I pulled into the side of the road and took the call. It was my mate, could I get my lady friend to the clinic at ten tomorrow, otherwise there were a couple of weeks waiting time.

"Sophia, could you make yourself free tomorrow morning, I can get an abortion done at ten, otherwise it may be weeks away."

"I don't care what time it is, tell them we will be there," she replied.

I confirmed the appointment would be kept and them I continued driving her home.

I was booked to take her shopping after I dropped off the General and he didn't want me again until two in the afternoon. I arranged to book the Mini after I dropped off the General and then I picked her up behind the house. In fact I hardly recognised her in the clothes she was wearing, she looked like someone from a slum estate.

"Perfect Sophia, let's go," I said as we got into the Mini and sped to the clinic, which was at the edge of a housing estate. I could see Sophia winch at the sight of some of the women there, but she hadn't long to wait before she went in. It was the wait afterwards that was the worst. She never came out until after one and I had to dash back, change into uniform, collect the General's car and then drive to Headquarters, I was glad he was running late that day.

"Sorry to keep you waiting Staff, bit of a flap on, as usual," he said as I held the door for him.

As we were driving back he tapped on the separating glass and signalled for me to pull over. When I did he opened the glass panel and spoke to me. "Thank you for that night you kept my wife away, it was most descent of you, I was engaged in something which could have been embarrassing. I want to ask you to do the same in two weeks, could you? My wife seems to think a lot of you; maybe you could take her to the city, anywhere where she won't be back until morning. Flags will give you whatever expenses you need," he said then sat back.

That would suit me fine, for his wife should be back to normal by then and he had given me the opportunity to spend a whole night with her. This time I'll make sure we are well protected.

I think the shock of becoming pregnant and the resulting abortion had put the fears up the General's wife. When I told her what her husband had suggested she said, "Chris, we will take the opportunity to spend the night together, but I don't want to get involved sexually for a while."

I don't think it will last long, for she is far to cock happy and needs cock as much as food.