This is an entry in the Literotica Nude Day contest. Its relationship to the subject of the contest is rather marginal, but I hope you will consider it as the stroke story it is intended to be.
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Daryl Holmes sat in his wheelchair, looking forward to the weekly visit from Chloe, the bosomy nineteen year old who lived next door. She spent the whole day every Friday with him, because that was the time that fit into her schedule at the local state university, where she was a sophomore. If any nosy person asked her, Chloe would say she came to clean the house of the injured war hero, and she did that quite well. However, what Daryl was anticipating the most, as he did every Friday, were the sexual joys she gave him during frequent breaks in her housekeeping chores.
She thought of her visits as being part of her patriotic duty to make life easier and more enjoyable for her wounded neighbor, because she and everybody in town knew about his courageous actions in saving the other members of his infantry squad from the IED in Iraq. From taking the brunt of the explosion and all the shrapnel, Corporal Holmes came close to dying, and did lose both legs above the knees. For his heroic action, he was awarded the Congressional Medal of Honor, the nation's highest award, as well as being discharged with a full disability pension.
He lived in the small house he had inherited from his parents, so his financial requirements were met, and all his appreciative neighbors in that part of the small town, especially Chloe, took care of his other needs. Living in the house was a temporary arrangement. Once the injuries to the muscles in his thighs had healed enough, he would be admitted to a nearby Veterans' Hospital to be fitted with artificial legs and taught to use them. Daryl could have stayed in the VA hospital throughout the recuperation, but he preferred living in the house where he would be surrounded and admired by people he had known all his life. This was especially so of the girl next door, who had been a cute and blossoming young girl at the time of his induction into the Army, and had truly become a sight to behold by the time he returned home.
At nine o'clock, his face brightened when he did behold her as she entered through the kitchen door, and he applied the brakes to the wheels on his chair. She was expected, and had no need to knock, and he was very happy to see her. Any straight man would have been, because the pretty girl next door had grown into a beautiful and sexy young lady. That day, she was wearing tight, cut off blue jeans in the style sometimes called Daisy Dukes, and they showed off her long, creamy legs and curvaceous ass.
Above the shorts was a tight white t-shirt with no bra, and her big, luscious breasts were clearly visible through the thin fabric. The teenager's nipples looked as if they were about to punch holes in the cloth that couldn't even come close to restraining its lovely contents. Her face was pretty too, with a fair complexion and generous, smiling features topped by long, light brown hair which she wore in a ponytail.
Chloe was, indeed, a treat to the eyes of the hero, but an even greater treat was in store for him, visually and in every other way. First, though, since what she would be showing him and doing for him was for his eyes only, the buxom brunette kicked off her sandals and walked barefoot through the house, pulling down all the shades and turning on the lights they would need. With that chore complete, she returned to where Daryl sat in his wheelchair, placed her hands on the arms and leaned forward so they could share a long kiss, with their tongues also saying "Hello." His hands got busy too, as he reached up under her t-shirt to gently squeeze her succulent breasts and rub his thumbs against her big, dark pink nipples, which were already starting to become erect.
The kissing and fondling continued for several minutes before Chloe backed off and prepared to be undressed. Daryl released her breasts and started to raise his hands and push up the hem of the t-shirt, being careful when he raised it past the gorgeous mounds he had been caressing. When he reached that point, she raised her arms and ducked down so he could pull the garment over her head and all the way off. She took it from his hand and shook her body, further arousing him and letting her hair get back into place. Bare above the waist, she leaned forward again, this time so the man in the chair could hold her breasts in place and start licking her nipples. Chloe's body swayed slowly in front of him, swinging her bosom from side to side so he could more easily switch his attentions between the lovely twins.
He could never grow bored from what he was already doing, but Daryl knew there were even greater delights available to him, both visually and carnally. Briefly taking his hands off her breasts, he reached out for the buckle of the bead belt, which was strictly decorative, because her shorts were so tight they hugged her lush hips and ass like a second skin. Chloe stepped closer and, seconds later, the buttons at the waist and down the fly had been unfastened and he was pushing down on the thin denim. She did a shimmy with her hips while the shorts slid down her long legs to the floor, and she kicked them aside.
The voluptuous young woman was wearing only bikini panties, but the man in the wheelchair was a genuine war hero, and entitled to a better show than she had given him to that point. With the shorts out of the way, she moved in close again, and Daryl hooked his fingers in the waistband and pulled the wisp of fabric down to just above her knees. He released them and they slithered the rest of the way down her smooth legs, to be picked up with her Daisy Dukes and dropped onto the same chair as her t-shirt. Completely naked, the sexy young woman slowly twirled around, showing off the body that was his to use, in whatever way he pleased, for the rest of the day.
The first part to be used was actually her mouth. Daryl slid forward on his chair as Chloe sank to her knees and treated his belt and pants and jockey shorts as he had done to hers, and piled them on top of her own discarded clothing. His cock was fully erect and avid for what he knew was about to happen. The naked housecleaner gently took his shaft in her fingers and bent forward to start licking the head. Besides liking the knowledge she was doing something for a real war hero, she very much enjoyed the velvety texture where she was licking.
She licked in concentric circles, slowly lowering her face until the head had been engulfed by her mouth and her tongue was caressing the ridge. Still lower she moved her face, taking pleasure in the way Daryl's thick cock spread her lips apart, but her tongue was idle for the next few seconds. When she felt the head press against the back of her throat, Chloe started licking all along the shaft, relishing the feel of the smooth skin stretched over the hard roundness.
After a few seconds of having his cock filling her mouth, she slowly raised her head, continuing to lick the shaft, until just the head was nestled between her lips. Chloe stayed in that position for a minute or so, her tongue caressing the head of the hero's cock while her eyes looked adoringly at his face, delighting at the way pleasure flickered across his visage, before starting to envelop the hard shaft again. As she had done before, she lowered her face until the head of his cock was pressed against the back of her mouth but, this time, she opened her throat and was able to take its entire length into her warm, wet cavern of pleasure.
Daryl was already squirming in his chair from what the teenager was doing, loving the feel of her lips and tongue on his cock and the sight of her beautiful green eyes as they gazed at him. Another visual delight was watching his shaft slowly sliding in and out of her creamy white face. He looked forward to these weekly visits from Chloe, and he knew the fun had just begun.
"Mmmmmm, Chloe, I really love that. I love what you're doing."
Being a well-brought up young lady, she did not talk with her mouth full, but she did wink at the man sitting in the wheelchair and continued sucking his cock. After a few minutes of slowly stroking with her lips, she did more than that. She took his cock out of her mouth and held it gently in the fingers of one hand while she cupped her other hand under one of her magnificent breasts. Leaning forward, she caressed his hard shaft with the nipple, which was fully erect, because Chloe took sexual pleasure from her visits too. After a few light strokes, she turned her face to the young hero and smiled at him.
"I hope you like this too, Daryl. I enjoy my visits here, maybe as much as you do, and I like to show my appreciation for what you did in the war."
Not being much of a talker anyhow, and eager to resume sucking him off, she once again enveloped his entire cock in her mouth and gently caressed him between her lips. When the head pressed against the back of her mouth, she resumed giving him deep throat and watched his face for the signs of joy she loved to see. With every stroke, her tongue wrapped around the hard shaft being engulfed by her mouth and laved its entire length.
She intended to spend all day with Daryl, so Chloe was in no hurry to get to the cleaning, and sex with him was more fun. For a long time, she used her mouth to give him the most pleasure she could, until she felt his cock starting to throb inside that place of joy. Knowing he was close to cumming, she quit giving him deep throat and kept her tongue under the head of his cock so she would be able to catch his semen when it spurted. She also tightened her lips, so none of his juices would dribble out, and started sucking faster.
"Ahhhh. Oh, god, yeah," Daryl moaned, just before climaxing and shooting his cum into his sexy neighbor's mouth.