HaM Ch 44

Well Ratbat, here’s a chapter for you, an all you women out there who want a tank man to love! Oh yeah, Emilie and Griffin are going at it!

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Ch 44

After a week or so of chasing the Germans back they came across the ‘stealth unit’ of Griffin and the girls. As it turned out they had been plaguing the Americans greatly, hit and run ops hurt the forward supply lines and crippled the artillery support. Only occasionally did they hit Sherman convoys. They had run out of fuel and ammunition and were left stranded along the tree line. The infantry escort of the crew was confused. The women were beautiful and young but they were very much the enemy. Many wanted revenge for what they’ve done, others wanted them, and others worried about where they would be barred. Mini vouched for Griffin and made sure that it was known he and Emilie were lovers. The scientists were very cautious about that. They have had instances before but the thought scared many of them. The huge size difference is their main concern; sex isn’t the problem but rather pregnancy. They were afraid that pregnancy would obliterate the woman and kill her. They closely monitored Emilie’s health and asked many personal questions, they soon learned that Griffin and she actually have never done anything because they shared the same fears. The scientists were at a standstill, they couldn’t decide whether or not to let them try sex and use them for very intensive research or to not let them have sex and to play it safe. Griffin held Emilie against his turret mantle and her face was burrowed in his mantle and she felt the fear envelope her body, while he tried to comfort her and make her carefree again he was also scared.

“Grif, I want to know but I’m scared. I’m literally shaking with fear! What are we going to do!?”

“Don’t worry, don’t worry, I won’t dare let harm come to you. If we do this, tell me if it hurts and I’ll stop instantly. We can find other ways to love.” He stroked her head and held her hand. She was sitting in front of his gunner’s sight and way leaning into the corner of his gun and gun mantle. His warmth emanated off of him and warmed her face and hands and kept that source close.

“I think we should try, try it someday.”

“Me too.”

“I do want children, but when? But how?”

“Emilie we can adopt, we can raise a beautiful child we find. There are many children that need parents now, especially now.”

“I know, but I want our own child, one of us.” She was crying into Griffin. He comforted her as best he could; he was fine with adopting, he looked forward to the day when he and Emilie could come home with a baby that had no home. He wanted to raise a child with Emilie, he wanted a child. This he was not at all scared about. His gentle caresses and soothing composure encouraged Emilie to calm down. She soon spread herself under his mantle and tucked herself under the huge plate and gun to sleep.

“If you’re willing to try then I am, too.”

“If they want to research it then we will. But I’m still scared, Griffin.”

“I am, too.”

The next morning a scientist came forth and said that if Griffin and Emilie were alright with it then they would research the male machine and female human sex relationship. Griffin and Emilie conversed quietly for a minute. They decided to research the sex. Griffin and Emilie and the scientist were all a little tense. Sex can be an awkward topic but when it’s done for research and there’s a chance that Emilie could die so there will be a medic nearby, that’s extremely discomforting. The scientist ran through some preliminary checkups on Emilie, found her to be healthy enough for sex, and she left after telling them they can back out anytime. They waited for nighttime to fall when they would try; they very carefully planned it out with each other. They ran through many scenarios and possibilities. After dusk and alone in a wooded area the two threw a tent cover over Griffin’s turret roof with his gun acting as a beam. He constantly moved something and kept his engine on so he could generate as much body heat as possible, once it was nice and toasty inside their little tent Emilie climbed inside and began undressing. She had gotten off her heavy jacket and her boots and placed them outside the tent when she had more second thoughts.

“Griffin I’m still scared, I-I-I-I just-I don’t know.” She was getting frustrated with herself, and Griffin was trying to keep her cool.

“Emilie, we don’t have to do this, like I said before, we can find other ways to love.” She still continued to undress, her blouse had come off and she was taking off her pants when he promised her again he wouldn’t hurt her. She was down to her bra, panties, and socks. Her bra and panties were white and her socks black, she took her dark brown hair out of its bun and let it fall down to its length below her shoulders. Doubt still shrouded her completion and Griffin knew this, he could clearly see it. “Emilie,” he started, “I love you, I don’t want anything to hurt you. Not even myself.”

“I love you, too, Griffin.” She leaned into him and kissed his mantle; she looked at herself and giggled. “How do I look?”

“Beautiful.” He stroked her long hair and held it to her cheek. “Absolutely beautiful.” She blushed.

“You do the rest, undress me Griffin.” Griffin hesitated; he slowly reached to her feet and rolled her socks off, his warm metal deck made her cold toes feel good. He reached around her back and undid the latches on her bra, the warm air in their tent flooded around her breasts and her excitement hardened her nipples. He then reached to her panties; they were already a little wet from Emilie’s anticipation. He grabbed the outer side of each leg and gently pulled them to her ankles and slid them off her feet. She was now completely nude. She leaned in to his mantle and kissed it again. “I’m ready, baby.”

Griffin grabbed her shoulders and carried them to his deck; he turned her head and slid her under his mantle to his lips behind it. They locked into a kiss as his driver’s hatch cautiously open just enough to slide his stiff cock out from inside his cabin. Once their kiss was over he slid her out and she admired his size, it was tall and thick with a blunt curve for the head. It looked a lot like his tendrils but much larger. She turned around so that her head was closest to it; she grabbed his base with one hand and fondled her breast with the other as she licked up and down his size. One of Griffin’s tendrils snaked out and comforted her vagina as her mouth comforted his cock. He was about twelve inches long, and a circumference of maybe seven or eight inches. He’s big, she thought to herself as she sucked some of his precum out of his head, but not too big, we can make this work. Oh yeah, we’ll fuck.

Once he was all lubed up with his precum and her vagina was soaked she turned around and laid down on her back. She said to put it in, to put it in slowly. He held her hips and spread her legs, he watched in anticipation as his cock inched towards her vagina. His head touched her lips and she moaned, she grunted and huffed as he rubbed his cock on her wonderful lips and pushed his way into her body. She was impressively tight, Griffin felt like he was in heaven and her moans and grunts and huffs concerned him to where he wouldn’t shoot into her like he wanted to. He had manipulators grab her soft and plush C cup breasts and play with them as a tendril snaked through her pubic hairs to play with her clit. Her moans soon overpowered her grunts and huffs, and before he knew it Griffin had his cock all the way inside her tender pussy and had caused a minute bulge where his cock lies. He felt how hot she was, how amazingly tight she was, how wet she was, how fucking hot she looked, he wanted to show her just how much she turned him on but knew that would probably kill her. He held her ankles and spread her legs even more, trying to make room inside her to pump her, but when he tried to pump her she cried for him to wait. She wanted her body to adjust to his size so it would be better. He decided he could wait some more and while her vagina deflated and adjusted he talked to her.

“How do you feel?”

“Amazing! So big! So hard! Oh my god it’s huge!”

“Does it hurt?” His cock twitched as it let go of some more precum.

“A little,” she hesitated and moaned, “ohhhh-uuuhhhmmm, not that bad. Just big!” She wriggled to try and get off while she waited, all it did was tease her more and force him out a little more, she pushed off his mantle back onto his cock, rapidly breathing as her vagina engulfed his cock even more. “FFFFFFFuuuuck!” Griffin grunted and sighed before he massaged her body, not just sexually but to comfort her in her stressed state. She waited there for who knows how long, she slowly felt his massive size becoming less and less. “You aren’t going soft on me, are you?” He flexed his cock.

“No.” It inflated a little; he was still hard as ever. “Does it feel smaller?”

“Yeah.” He pulled it out slowly, moaning with her, and drove it back in, grunting with her. He picked up pace until her moans were high pitched and loud, then he relaxed and enjoyed the sex as he moaned away. He pumped her in and out, steady and firm. She grabbed his mantle and her hatch and braced herself for his humps. She was filled with such dopamine and ecstasy; his big hard cock throbbed with every push and heightened those pleasurable feelings. He pumped and pumped and rubbed and rubbed her, he held her breasts and rubbed her clit making sure she felt the desire to do this again later on.

She soon started chanting “don’t stop, don’t stop,” until she squeaked and moaned and sighed as she came hard on him. He himself had felt her climax coming he was more focused on his climax that was slowly rising. He continued pumping into her until his shivering cock was on the brink; he grunted as he rushed out and finished on her crotch, stomach, and chest. His hot semen tingled on Emilie’s body and warmed her. She grabbed his cock with her legs that had been sprawled out around the driver’s hatch and pulled her legs and his cock to her body. “That was amazing, Griffin!” She was breathing heavy and still grabbing his mantle. Griffin pulled in her clothes and pressed them against his body to warm them. While he did that they made out and Emilie tasted his sperm. “Mmmm, I like that.” They dressed, cleaned up, and checked in with the doctors.

Fin Ch 44

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