Chapter 16
As soon as Bruno left, Anna took a long, warm bath.
She felt that it was particularly imperative to bathe after Bruno had subjected her to such painful sex. Even though at the time she had been able to work herself into at least a semblance of enthusiasm so that he would not beat her, she regarded the whole sex experience with Bruno as being nothing more than chapters of a Nazi nightmare experience. She considered herself to be a Nazi nightmare captive in most respects. The only glimmer of hope that she could see, and the only thing that gave her life any true meaning at that point in time, was her relationship with Albert Zimmerman.
After dinner that evening, Anna was visited by Bruno and the other guard. She hated the smug smirk on Bruno's face. Anna knew the reason why it was there, and she would have given anything to have been able to whip it off.
"Anna, Lieutenant Albert Zimmerman is expecting you to visit him," he said. "I will give you fifteen minutes to get ready."
"I do not need the time. If he would like to see me now, I'm ready."
"How wonderful," Bruno laughed, looking at his fellow guard. "This girl is learning how to please us. Isn't that great?"
"Yes, I'm most pleased," the guard nodded. "Very well, Anna. You can go with us there right now."
That evening Albert was wearing a smoker's jacket and a pair of casual trousers as the guards entered his suite with Anna.
"Very good," Albert exclaimed to the guard. "Heil Hitler."
"Heil Hitler," they replied.
The guards left, leaving Albert alone with Anna.
"Come to the table," he said. "I want to drink more champagne with you. You know, I've been thinking a lot about you today. I'm really eager to engage you in some beautiful sex."
"Thank you, Albert. I'm anxious to have sex with you, too."
"This all feels very strange," Albert said, sitting down at the table. "You know, when I have sex with girls in houses, it's not like this. It's like we have something much deeper, something much more meaningful between us."
"I know. I feel that way, too."
"Forgive me for asking this, but did you have any of these feelings with the Lieutenant Colonel?" he asked.
"No, I had none of those feelings," Anna told him.
"I see. Well, perhaps you'd like to pour the champagne."
"Yes, I'll pour it."
Recognizing that Anna did not want to drink a good deal of champagne, the Lieutenant allowed her to coast.
"You don't have to drink anymore than one glass if you don't want to," he said. "As a matter of fact, you don't even have to finish that unless you really want to. After all, I don't believe in compelling anyone to do anything against their wishes. At first I was just interested in establishing a pattern of discipline with you. I think you can understand that."
"Of course I can. That's a very important thing. It's very fundamental to your entire militaristic approach."
"Yes, we have a very well-organized army," he replied, "and that means we have to do things right. I'll have a couple of glasses of champagne. After that we can get into the sex. But I'd enjoy kind of taking my time, letting things work out more or less on their own."
"Yes, I understand."
"Very good. I'm glad that you do, and because you've taken this kind of an understanding attitude, I'm more willing to grant you more liberties."
As soon as they finished drinking the champagne, they got up from the table and walked into the bedroom. Ever so rapidly, Albert removed his smoker's jacket.
"I just have to climb into bed with you," he laughed. "I have to climb into bed with you as soon as possible. Does it alarm you that I'm this horny for you?"
"No, I guess that I've stopped being alarmed by just about anything."
"Yes, I can understand that. A young woman having gone through all that you have in this war. I guess it's made a lot of us shock proof in a lot of different ways."
Soon Albert had finished removing his clothes. As he stepped out of his shorts, he watched while Anna undid her bra, then pulled her panties down her legs.
When she finished stripping, Albert reached out and made a quick grab for her breasts. His fingers twisted back and forth, maintaining quick, decisive contact with her tits. The more quickly that his fingers plunged as they pressed against her sturdy boobs, the louder that he began to gasp. His breathing became increasingly more heavy as he kept on working with his fingers, letting them slide as they gripped her warm breasts.
"This is so good," Albert said. "Ohhh, I love this kind of beautiful contact."
After Albert had faithfully fingered her tits for a few more strokes, he pushed his tongue forward and allowed it to work with great swiftness against her left breast. The quicker that his tongue charged, the more excitement that she felt as he kept on working his tongue, maneuvering it solidly against her warm breasts.
"Ooooh, Albert, it feels so good," Anna sighed. "I don't believe it. I didn't believe anything could be this good."
Anna was surprised by the frankness with which she spoke. She had to admit that even with her fiance she had never experienced love making on quite this pronounced a level. As his tongue kept on plunging, driving against her breast, she was pushed into a state of that much more torrid enthusiasm.
Her whole body twisted throbbingly as Albert kept up his steady, driving tempo. When he removed his tongue from her left breast, he then let it go to work against her right. He drove his tongue with skillfully bedazzled desire, manipulating it ever so briskly as it kept on moving against her warm breast.
"Ohhh, ooooh, Albert, ooooh, I just don't believe it," she sighed. "Nothing could be this good. Ooooh, nothing could. But it is. It is. It's too much to believe."
Albert was experiencing the same feelings. Here was a girl who was supposed to do nothing more than supply him with a measure of sexual relief. Even though he felt he would probably be having sex with a lovely girl, he never anticipated anything like this developing. The longer that he kept twisting his tongue against her breast, the greater the feeling became within him that this was the woman who meant more to him than any that he had ever met in his entire life.
After Albert finished sucking beautiful Anna's breasts, he moved his tongue downward and let it begin to spiritedly attack her left thigh. Up and down his tongue swooped, continuing to make quick, firm, ever-steady contact with her thigh.
The more rapidly that his twisting tongue continued to confront her thigh, the louder the gasping sounds that she emitted, letting him know all the while through her mannerisms as well just how much she loved and appreciated his movements. Her captivated hips kept on grinding, working rapidly from side to side as she kept receiving his swift, rapid-fire tongue strokes. The faster that his tongue generated against her thigh, the louder that she begged him to engage in more of the same kind of stimulating physical action.
"Honey, that plunging tongue is beautiful," Anna exclaimed. "My darling, ohhh, I love it so much. I love the way your tongue is moving. You're really pushing it against my thigh. Ohhh, keep up the stroking. Yes, ohhh, stroke my hot thigh. Oooooh, the way your tongue's moving. I love it, ohhh, I really love it."
After a few more strokes, Albert removed his tongue from her left thigh and let it go to work against her right. His tongue kept connecting with the same amount of invigorated passion that he had displayed when he had sucked her left thigh.
"Ohhh, keep it going," she panted. "Ooooh, ahhh, suck my hot thigh. Keep it going, ooooh, darling, ohhh, I love it."
Her body kept on reeling under the stiff, non-stop attack of her lover. The more quickly that he kept on racing his hot, rotating tongue against her thigh, the more eagerly she anticipated even more intimate action, when she knew that she would get her pussy sucked.
After he finished sucking her thighs, Albert removed his tongue from them and proceeded to thrust it forward toward her mound.
"I'll bring you off, and then we'll get into other action," he told her. "Ohhh, that's it, baby. I love the way your body's moving. I can see you've already worked up a sweat."
"Of course," she exclaimed pantingly. "I can't help but get excited with you sucking me like this. Ohhh, my dear, ohhh, I love your charging tongue. I love the way you plant it. Ooooh, keep it gliding. Ohhh, move it around inside of my pussy. Bring me off, my sweet. Let your charging tongue go to work. Let it grind inside of my pussy. Really let it move. Oooooh, come on, stroke, come on, really stroke."
His quick, determined tongue worked its way inside of her sweltering, moist vagina. The more rapidly that he twisted with his quick tongue, the deeper that he plunged it inside of her firm nest.
"Ohhh, I'm off," she exclaimed. "Ooooh, baby, I'm off. You brought me off. It's so good. Ooooh, it's so very good."
When he released his tongue from her mound, Anna reached out and immediately made a grab for his cock. She wanted to suck the penis of the man who had brought her so much joy and satisfaction. Her fingers moved with dazzling, scintillating precision as she worked them up and down his huge, excited pole. While she kept on fingering his prick, she reached down and started to grind with her tongue against his testicles. While her tongue kept on sweeping, he continued to feel the waves of excitement inside of his entire body.
"Ohhh, now you're gonna suck me off," Albert said. "That's gonna feel so beautiful. Just don't go too fast. I don't want it to end too quickly. Baby, you'll bring me off. I know you will"
Her tongue worked for a few strokes more against his hot nuts. When she removed it, she began to grind her tongue with enthusiasm against his steaming peter, and the swifter that she propelled it up and down his sturdy prong, the closer that he was pushed toward the state of a wild and ecstatic orgasm.
"Keep pushing," he said. "I love the way your tongue is stroking. Come on, just keep it going. Ahhh, glide it up and down my cock. Keep on sucking me, my dear. Ooooh, ahhh, suck me."
A few blazing, speedy strokes later, Albert recognized that he could not take any more of this kind of sustained action. Her tongue kept on driving as it worked up and down the full length of his thick, captivated rod. Her fingers kept on maintaining superb impact with his balls, squeezing against his soon to be flowing testicles.
"Come on, get all the juice out of me," he exclaimed. "Ooooh, I'm gonna shoot it all out. It's all gonna spurt. It's gonna splash from the end of my prick. Ohhh, it's gonna shoot out of me. Swallow it."
His twisting hips glided back and forth a few more times. She kept on listening to the steady cadence of his heavy breathing. Suddenly the first few drops of his scorching, white semen started to spurt out of the end of his bulging organ.
"Ohhh, you're gonna swallow it," he declared excitedly. "Your hot tongue is working so beautifully. Come on, keep it pushing. Ooooh, keep it pushing nicely. Slide it back and forth. Ohhh, catch every drop."
His fluttering hips moved back and forth as Albert reacted to the orgasm. He watched as his overwhelmed lover continued to manipulate her tongue from side to side, eagerly seeking to catch the precious morsels of sperm that splattered from the end of his dick and into her waiting mouth.
"Swallow it all," he declared. "Ohhh, that's so good. Ohhh,. so good. Honey, ohhh, what a suck you've given me. My darling, ohhh, suck me. Ohhh, keep on sucking me."
She swallowed the last few drops of his scorching penis juice. When she released her tongue from Albert's cock, he reached out and ever so smoothly ran his fingers through her hair.
Once again Anna recognized the tremendous contrast between sex with Albert arid that which she received from Bruno. Albert was the kind of man who possessed a good deal of sensitivity, which he had brought into every sex act.