This was an incident which took place, while I was doing my National Service...

As the saying goes there is always a first time for everything...Yes getting drafted in the Army, and thousands of kilometers from home... That was not fun...There we were caged in like wild animals for the next nine weeks... Just been told what to do, like when to get up in the morning, when too eat, when too pray, and when too sleep, and almost when to shit as well...Nothing like home... But adjusting, it was going to be, to survive...Yes, surviving, it was for me... Just thinking, when will Civvy Street, see me again... Must admit, the nine weeks flew bye, as one was always busy, busy...Drilling, Washing, Ironing, and Cleaning...

Finally, it was first pass weekend... Some were lucky they were flying home, while others just lived a few hours away... While others were like me, thousands of kilometers away, and no money to fly home... But the freedom, for one weekend, was calling me, so a grubby hotel, it was going to be for me... Not letting onto my army buddies, that I was not going home... I caught a train to Johannesburg... Exiting the train on platform eight, and not having a clue where I am, up the stairway, I walked, walking the towards the city, some of the street names caught my eye... Yes, Bree Street, it was going to be, just one block down from the Jeppe Street post office, was one of the grubbiest looking hotel, I had seen, displaying a billboard..." Weekend Special...R15.00 for the weekend, including meals..." What a bargain I thought, even though, it was my whole month's army pay... Walking through the entrance I walked up to the reception desk, dressed in my army uniform, asking are there any room left for the weekend... The elderly lady, with her thick black rimmed glasses standing behind the reception desk, was quick to reply... Yes, just one for you... After paying my money, she handed me the key to room thirteen... Looking at the number of the keyring, with a grin on my face, thinking how lucky can one be... The lady seeing my grin, asked, " Don't tell me you are also superstitious..." Laughing, I replied, definitely not, I am one of thirteen children... Thirteen children she replied... Laughing even louder than before, I muttered, only joking... Taking, my baggage, I walked up the stairs towards my room which was actually on the second floor, as there was a dining room, and a lounge on the first floor... Down the passage I walked, sounding like something from one of those horror movies, with the sound of creaking, with every step I took...Finally, there I was standing in from of door number thirteen... Unlocking the lock on the door, and the sound of keys clattering, as I turned the key in the lock...Open went the door, of the room, that was going to be home for the weekend...

Into the room I walked, flopped onto the bed, staring at the ceiling, wondering, what the weekend had install for me...After a quick shower, and getting dressed in civvy clothes for the first time in nine week, made me feel like a million bucks, even though money was not plenty....Down to the dinning room I rush, to get a plate of hopefully decent civvy street food, after only eating what, I called tradesmen meals, for the last nine weeks..." Yes fitter and turner meals, fitting the food into pots and turning it into shit..." The door was shut, only to be told, meals are only served until seven... Yes it was seven fifteen... Fuck, I thought, how unlucky can one be, first getting room thirteen, that smelt and look like a dungeon that had not been opened for weeks... Now missing dinner by fifteen minutes...So into the lounge, I walked, thinking I will drown my bad luck with a few beers for the night...On entering, it looked like the lounge of a retirement home, little groups of people sitting around the tables chatting away... So I decided to take a seat at the only table that was open, right at the entrance to the lounge, as the public bar looked like a fight looking for a place to happen...Sitting at the entrance seeing everything that was going on in the lounge... There I sat sipping on my beer, thinking to myself, not how I had envisaged my weekend to be... Opposite me, were two ladies, looking very much like mutton dressed up as lamb...The one with blonde hair, very much looking like it had come out of a bottle, a skirt and a blouse, which seemed like she had borrowed from a daughter of hers, or was bought especially to reveal all her curves, and her makeup done so dark, that one could have thought it was Halloween... The other with long black hair, which was probably dyed to reduce her age, a pink mini dress, which looked like her body would pop out any moment soon, as for her makeup, she looked as if she had come out of a Dracula movie...There they sat sipping on there drinks, chatting softly hope I could not hear, what they were saying while chatting, with each other, while looking over in my direction, with a smile on their faces... There I sat, sipping on my beer, one became two, two became three, and finally not sure how many I had for the night... When the lady with the blonde hair stood up and said to her friend, " Rita, I am going home now, see you tomorrow, hopefully tomorrow will be a better day for us...." Rita replied, " Audrey, I will have one more drink then I will be off as well... " There she sat, uncrossing her legs every now and then, as she sat sipping on her drink... Flashing, flashing, she was hoping to get my attention... My attention she did, as I was convinced she was sitting there without a panty...Because every time my eyes strayed in her direction, she would grin back at me... And me think, fuck lady, you could be old enough to be my mother... Her glass empty, up she got, and as she walked towards the entrance of the lounge, her grin turned into a great big smile, muttering, hope your night turns out better than mine... Grinning, my grin quickly turned into a smile, I muttered back, so do I... With a big grin she walked down the stairway... Finally, it was pumpkin time, and there were no Cinderella's to be found, I retired to my room for the night...There I lay thinking what a waste of an evening, saying to myself, well tomorrow is another day...

It was Saturday morning, having missed breakfast, and feeling as if a bus had ridden over me, I thought the best way to recover would be to have another beer for breakfast... So down to the public bar I went, standing at the doorway, and my head spinning, I thought too myself, this is not for me... So upstairs I went to have a liquid breakfast in the lounge... There I sat, saying too myself, fuck, " I need something to eat..." Knowing the next meal in the hotel will be in the evening... There I sat sipping on my beer, but must admit , was not enjoying it at all... Into the lounge walked Rita, her long black hair flowing, her clothing not as tight as yesterday, but just as revealing... and her make up still rather dark, but not as dark as yesterday... Seeing me, she greeted with a smile, walking in my direction, as she approached me, muttered, looking rather lonely, do you mind if I join you, as my friend will not be here today... Smiling, and knowing I am not going to be there much longer, I offered her a seat at the table where I was sitting... It wasn't long and she was chatting like a house on fire, cross questioning me, as she was going along... Like asking, what brings me to Johannesburg...The Army I replied... So you in the army now, pity, must be terrible been away from home she said... Not really, I replied, just have to make the best of the shitty situation... Good attitude to have young man she replied... After chatting for a while longer and her sipping on her drink, and both our glasses empty, I stood up and said, need to go as my tapeworm is scream for some food... Looking at me she said, I know of a nice place to go and eat... Just around the corner from the hotel... Thank you, I replied, will give it a try... Rita, smiling, said," Soldier Boy the least I can do for you, is treat you to a meal, since you are defending our country..." Laughing I replied it is not necessary... She insisted, so down the street we walked, and into the little gloomy restaurant we entered, to be greeted by a waiter at the door... Seeing Rita, he said, " your normal table in the corner Mrs. Rita... "Rita laughing, replied you know Sam...So to the table in the corner, Sam lead us...Pulling the chair out for Rita, Rita smiled and said, " Wow a Soldier Boy with manners as well I see...Rita says to Sam, give us a while, then I will call you... There we were chatting, while looking through the menu, and my stomach calling out for large juice steak, Rita stretches out her hand, and rubs her hand on mine, which was lying on the table...Rather shocked, I move my hand to the side, but Rita, moves her hand in the same direction... Sam, comes back to the table, and asks, are we ready to order... Rita, says, yes Sam, the best steak in the house for the Soldier Boy, and the normal for me... So off he walks in the direction of the kitchen... Smiling at Rita, " I said, so you read me like a book... Laughing, she replies..." All men are the same, meat, is meat, and all men love to eat..." Haha, I laughed, " Depends what meat you referring too... Rita squeezes my hand muttering, you naughty Soldier Boy... Looking back at Rita, I asked, so are you single...No, no, she was quick to reply...My husband is a construction worker, and he only sees me every six weeks, then he fucks me silly, which is not enough for me...Me blushing, as I had never heard a women saying something so open like Rita did...Rita seeing me blush, was quick to ask, " Soldier Boy did I embarrass you..." Laughing, and trying to make Rita feel more at ease, I muttered, takes a lot more than that to embarrass me... Will have to see about that she replied...

Sam, returned to out table with our food, mine a steak, like I had not seen for week, and Rita's a plate of oysters, which also made my mouth water... Rita seeing me lick my lips, asks, " So are oysters also a favorite of yours...Oysters, can eat them anytime of the day...I muttered...Rita, burst out laughing, taking an oyster to her mouth, sucking it out of the shell, with a slurping sound, causing me to laugh, Rita asking, is it the sound that is causing you to laugh... Could be I replied...Rita just grinning, we continue to eat our meal...Our meals finished, and the plates already cleared, Rita mischievously looking in my direction, asks, is dessert on the menu...Ginning, I answer, not a person for a sweet tooth... Rita grinning back at me, and mutters, who is talking about a sweet tooth, there are many forms of dessert...Which brings a grin to her face...Knowing all to well what Rita was referring too, muttered depends on you... Rita laughingly, mutters strawberries and cream... And me laughingly, muttered, surely cream....The bill settled we leave the restaurant, walking in the opposite direction to the hotel... Looking at Rita, I said, leading me astray are you...Rita, laughing replies, " A Soldier Boy been led astray, never though that was possible...." Grinning, I muttered, sure my hunting skills will lead me home... Hunting, she replied...Hopefully you are fair game for me... I thought... After walking for a few blocks and Rita's body tucked in close too mine... We enter a block of flats...Turning my head slightly looking at Rita, and Rita grinning, whispers in my ear, " Soldier Boy, hopefully you going to serve me with the cream for dessert... Just smiling, neither of us needed to say another word...We enter the elevator...Both clasped in each others arms, her lips tight against mine, and my heart throbbing against my rib cage, was sure Rita could feel the throbbing, but did not say a word, the Elevator comes to jolting halt...There we are on the top floor... Out of the elevator we get... Rita laughingly looks at me and asks, " So Soldier Boy have you ever fuck on the rooftop before... Laughing, I replied, fucked in many strange places, but a rooftop could be just as much fun...Rita, unlocks the door, which was in front of us, in we walked, the room was brightly lit, caused by the late afternoon sun, furniture, was just about non existent, just the bare necessities, a double bed, which was covered with amazing expensive taste linen...A few rocking chairs and a three seat couch facing the the incoming sun... There I stood, wondering, what have I led myself into... Rita seeing the fear in my eyes, smiles, grabbing me in her arms and mutters in my ear, Soldier Boy, don't fear, when Rita is near... This is where Rita has all her fun...

Flopping onto the double bed, staring at the afternoon sun, Rita joins me on the double bed... Her body lying next to mine... Rita starts running her finger over my chest, pinching on my nipples through my shirt...Slowly, slowly she unbuttons my shirt, running her witch like fingernails all over my six pack and chest... Feeling the the ripples of my six pack, causes Rita to nibble on my ear, causing that arousing feeling to run right through my body, and an instant hard on... There we lay, kissing on the bed, when open popped a couple of the buttons on her tight fit blouse... There were her two size 34 DD breasts staring at me... So tempting, I could not resist any longer, grabbing her two breasts in my hands, and softly squeezing her breasts, caused Rita to bite on my one nipple, something that my girlfriend enjoyed doing all to well, knowing how that aroused me... Slowly, slowly I ran the tip of my tongue across her breasts, sucking on her nipples... Causing Rita to shoot her bent legs, straight in front of her, causing her mini skirt to get caught above her hips... Laughing Rita, looks at me, and says, " Fuck Soldier Boy, you surely know how to strip me of my clothes with out using your hands... Still sucking on her nipple, I peep through the top of my eyes, straight into Rita's eyes, which were glowing, which sent a message that she was enjoying the fun just as much as me... There we lay on the bed kissing, while our hands were going a stray all over each others body's... First her hand slipped down the front of my trouser, feeling my now rock hard cock, and my one hand running down her thigh, causing Rita to arch her body...Both our breathing started to gather speed, almost reaching a panting sound, causing Rita to scream out loud, " Fuck, Soldier Boy, you haven't even started fucking me and you have me screaming already...Off goes my trouser, there I am laying totally naked, just like the day I came into this world, except my rock hard cock was pointing towards the ceiling... Rita seeing my cock, grabbed the base of my shaft, almost squeezing my ball in the process... The tip of her tongue, running up and down my shaft, causing my cock to slowly spit... Tasting the precum, on the tip of her tongue Rita yells out, " Fuck your cock is already spitting..."Into her mouth slips my cock, first just the head, and Rita sucking on the head like a lollypop, while my fingers are running up and down her extremely wet pussy lips... Thinking should I slip my fingers inside her pussy, and Rita gaging on my cock, and saliva running down the side of her mouth, Rita lifts her head, and mutters, " Soldier Boy, are you going to 69 me...Onto her knees she gets slipping her panty off, and there she lay, with her pussy tight on my face, and my cock deep inside her mouth...There we are, me sucking on her dripping wet pussy, for all I am worth, enjoying every moment, hoping it will never end, and Rita, deepthroating my cock, causing her to choke every now and then... Both of us not even stopping for air... Finally Rita releases my cock from her mouth and mutters, " Fuck Soldier Boy, my pussy needs to feel your cock inside it...Up she gets, straddles across my body and starts to fuck me like the cowgirl she likes to be...Slowly, slowly is the motion, and Rita gathering speed, her butt bouncing hard against my body, and her panting as if she had just completed a marathon... A marathon it was, just fucking each other as if there was no tomorrow, her orgasming a good few times and me shoot a good few loads deep inside her pussy...Totally exhausted Rita collapses face down on the bed, and my cock still deep inside her flooded pussy...There she lay, still panting, but not saying a word, and me running my fingers along the cheeks of her sexy butt... Slowly, Rita lifts her body, up from the bed, and lifting her sexy pussy from my cock... Lying next to me on the bed, Rita starts to fondle with my balls, squeezing my ball every now and then, muttering, there is still plenty of cream for me...Me running my fingers over her breasts and down to her thighs, Rita lets out a yell, Fuck, Soldier Boy, is there no end to you... Smiling and my head turned towards hers, facing each other, Rita, mutters are you into anal sex... Anal sexy, I mutter... Yes anal sexy, Rita mutters... Smiling and looking at Rita, I say, anal sex, will do too please... You Mommy... Laughing Rita says, might be old enough to be your Mommy, but could teach you a few a few thing...Haha I laughed... So after rest for a while, it was fun and games all over again...Rita sucking on my cock, and me playing with her pussy, slipping my finger into her anal cavity on the odd occasion, causing Rita to yell out, " Fuck, Soldier Boy my cavity is waiting..." Rita now on all fours, her butt pointing high into the sky, and her anal cavity staring at me, what an amazing sight I thought... My rock hard cock, and her anal cavity both well lubricated, I slowly begin to thrust my cock into her anal cavity, slowly, slowly my cock enters, with a yell of delight from Rita... Almost completely inside her cavity, Rita starts to push her butt back against my cock, and yelling out, " Fuck me Soldier Boy..." Slowly, I thrust my cock with a fucking motion, back and forth I go, fucking Rita in her anal cavity, and yell of delight from Rita, yelling, " creampie me Soldier Boy..." Feeling my load deep inside her cavity, Rita yells, " Fuck Soldier Boy, you have made my weekend..." Out slipped my cock... After both of us cleaning up with a shower, we left to return to the hotel... After one more drink, and Rita ready to go her way... Rita, sheepishly looking at me, stutteringly asked, so Soldier Boy, when will the next weekend be... Laughing, I replied, next pass will be going home... Haha, she laughed, going home, never, Soldier Boy, Johannesburg has become your home for next year... Mommy will be looking after her Soldier Boy... Haha, I laughed, you mean your ToyBoy.... Rita laughingly said, What's in a name, it is the cock that you have, that I need... Laughing, we exchanged contact detail, and had many more romping weekend, and must admit it was fun while it lasted...