Chapter 17
Determined to please her handsome lover in every way, Anna reached out and made another grab for Albert's cock.
"You can't get enough of this," he laughed. "Here I just finished juicing, and now you're going for my cock again."
"That's right. I can't get enough. When I'm around you, I feel so good."
"I feel that way, too."
"I love making a grab for your long dick. It hasn't gone down that much, my darling. Just a very little bit."
Albert reached out and made a lunging grab for her ass cheeks. His fingers clasped tightly against her firm buttocks, but once again she noticed a distinct difference in the way that Albert handled her and the way that Bruno did. There wasn't the tremendous pain element present in the manner in which Albert manipulated his fingers as he allowed them to move ever so twitchingly against her firm ass cheeks.
"That feels so good," she sighed. "Ohhh, I love that action. I like the way that you move your fingers against my butt."
"Well, I like the way you're tugging at my cock," he said. "Keep it up for a few more seconds. That's really all I need. Ooooh, you can stop now. I really feel the itch in my balls. Just look at how they're bulging. If you play with my cock much longer, I'll just have to shoot. I know it. I just know that's gonna happen."
"Very well, then I'll let go," she chuckled. "We can get right into it now."
"You're damned right we can," Albert nodded. "I'm going after your pussy. I want to fuck your hot mound. I want to really give you a good grinding fuck."
"Ohhh, I want to feel those sensations," she sighed. "Come on, Albert. Just push your hot prick inside of me.
Albert reached down with his right hand, permitting his fingers to begin gliding inside of her warm, agitated nest. The quicker that he let them plunge, the louder that she sighed as she anticipated some quick, assertive sex from him.
He moved his fingers inside of her hot, excited mound for a few more times. When he released his fingers, he was all set to launch into some determined fucking. Albert wanted to push his hard, excited dick deep inside of her mound, to grind with everything that he had until every drop of his piercing, white fluid had shot from the end of his burning cock.
Albert could feel the scalding sensations in his tantalized nuts as he rammed his long, grinding phallus forward. He let it plunge with devastating precision as he pushed it inside of her snatch.
He loved the way that his beautiful lover reacted as she glided her hips back and forth, responding to every quick, determined stroke that he sent inside of her mound.
"Ohhh, keep up that charging pace," Albert told her. "Come on, keep your body moving that way. Keep flipping those hips."
As Anna's hot, pursuing body pushed forward, Albert kept on meeting her head-on with his quick, lightning peter stabs. The hotter that his pulsating cock drove as he worked it inside of her moist mound, the nearer that he pushed to the state of a wild and captivating climax. His stiff, erect dagger kept slashing, moving ever so deeply and profoundly as he pushed it inside of her hot mound.
"Ooooh, I'm moving that much closer," he exclaimed. "The juices have just got to shoot. They're gonna spill out of my cock."
His firm, racing organ kept on driving, working with vigorous skill and desire as he pushed it deep inside of her box. The quicker that he rammed with his steely, probing phallus, the closer that he moved to the state of a decisive explosion. He kept on ramming with his spirited stick, and all the while he was pushing toward that point when he would reach his ultimate conclusion.
While his ramrodding tactics continued, Albert reached down and began to run his fingers soothingly against her twisting inner thighs. She loved the scalding sensations of his fingers addressing her in such a manner. His stiff, churning peter ground that much deeper into her wet, now squishy mound, the sound of which seemed to turn him on that much more as he ground his way that much more steadily toward the point of climax.
"Ohhh, here I go," he gasped. "All those juices. Ohhh, they're gonna shoot inside of you."
"My darling," she gasped. "Ohhh, I'm shooting now myself. The juices are shooting. Ooooh, they're spurting out of me."
The fact that beautiful Anna was shooting prompted him to fuck her that much more quickly as he drove his speedy, grinding dick inside of her mound. A few swift, dynamite strokes later, the phallic fluids began to tumble from the end of Albert's cock. They sprayed with voluminous ease, spilling out of his hot dick and into her snatch.
"Ohhh, what a good fuck," he sighed. "Ooooh, it was beautiful. Ohhh, shooting inside of your pussy. What a feeling it was. Ohhh, it was such a good feeling."
This time Albert decided to pump some more life into his own cock. His fingers reached down and ever so crisply grabbed the tip of his peter. Even though it had gone down somewhat after his last orgasm, he could still feel wild waves of sensation as he reached down and touched the tip of it. The quicker that his burning fingers moved as they slid against the nub end of his organ, the greater the amount of excitement that he could feel surfacing throughout his whole body.
"I'm ready to do it again," he said.
"You're so horny, my dear. There's no end to your fucking prowess."
"No, there isn't," Albert told her. "This time I'd like to do something I haven't done before. I'd like to screw your ass."
Since Anna was still feeling great soreness from where Bruno had brutally ass fucked her earlier in the day, she grimaced slightly.
"What's the matter?" Albert asked, immediately catching her expression. "You've been fucked there that way before, haven't you?"
"I have been," she nodded slowly.
"Then what's wrong? I thought you really had feeling for me."
"Of course I do," she began to sob, "but I'm very sore there. What more can I say?"
"Who else have you been fucking with?" he looked at her with concern.
"Bruno, the guard," she said. "And not by choice. He just forces himself on me."
"The son-of-a-bitch," he erupted angrily. "I'd like to give him the back of my hand."
"I don't think any of that would do either one of us any good. Violence would only cause problems. He feels that he had the right to fuck me whenever he wants it, and the Nazi High Command would probably agree with him if you tried to do anything to him because of it."
Albert paused lengthily before answering, reflecting on every word that she had uttered.
"Yes, I suppose you're right," he said slowly and with great reluctance. "It just so happens that they would rule him to be in the right. I guess I'm getting too personal about this. After all, this is supposed to be just a vacation for me, and I'm supposed to be getting nothing out of this than the usual amount of physical stimulation."
"Yes, that's true."
"But I'm feeling so much more."
"So am I."
"As a matter of fact, I'm feeling so much more that I don't want to fuck your ass now. If you're that sore and if Bruno's been giving you that thorough a going over, it would be taking advantage if I fucked you now."
"But I'll let you do it if you want to," Anna said. "I'm not trying to be difficult at all. I really want you to understand that. I want you to understand that above all."
"Of course, my sweet. It's just that I have a feeling for you that goes beyond any act. I want to fuck you, but I can stick it up your pussy again."
His quick, energetic fingers immediately fastened their attention on her vagina. He kept on manipulating them back and forth, driving them with sturdy impact as they worked inside her ever-wettening mound.
When he thought about all the orgasms that had erupted inside of her pussy in just a short period of time, it made Albert feel happy. Every time that he touched a wet crevice of her mound, he became that much more excited about just how much in the way of sensation that they had both experienced during that particular evening.
As he finally withdrew his fingers from her mound, he got set to push his torrid cock inside of her snatch.
"Just get ready," he sighed, "because I'm gonna fuck you again. I'm gonna drive it into you with everything I've got."
"I want to feel it," she sighed. "Ohhh, plunge it into me.
Ever so resolutely, Albert reached out and once again grabbed for her firm buttocks. His fingers touched the warm flesh as he pushed his pulsating cock forward, allowing it to work its way eagerly inside of her wet and willing snatch.
While her broiling legs twisted from side to side, Albert kept up his hammering pace, grinding his cock relentlessly as he pushed it deep inside her mound. The harder that his phallic ramrod kept on manipulating inside of her, the more inevitably that he pushed toward yet another orgasm, when all of the juices would pour torrentially from the end of his sensation-filled organ.
"Ohhh, you're so tight," he sighed. "So very tight. Ohhh, I'm pushing it inside of you. Ohhh, I love this."
He began to move his fingers up and down her thighs, tearing away with his lengthy, steady cock as he moved himself that much nearer to the state of an ecstatic orgasm.
"Ohhh, here I go," he sighed. "Ohhh, what a nice fuck. Ooooh, ooooh, those twitching sensations. They're in my balls. They've got to explode. The juices just have to shoot. They have to spill out of the end of my dick."
His energetic spear kept on tearing away, blasting back and forth as he drove it deep inside of her willing mound. Finally, after a few more strokes, the juices shot from the end of his cock, spraying out of it and into her pussy.
"Ohhh, what a tight mound you have," he told her. "What a scorching fuck. Ohhh, it's always good, always great when we get together."
He kept on putting everything he had into his stiff, grinding efforts until the final few droplets of thick, white juice shot from out of the end of Albert's prong.
When he removed his peter from Anna's snatch, he patted her on the buttocks, then threw his arm around her as he lay stretched out next to her on the bed.
"Anna, a turning point in my life has been reached," he said solemnly.
"One has been reached in mine, too."
"But I really have to talk to you about this dramatic turning point. It's going to change everything. It's a risk I never thought I would take."
"What is it?"
"I'm in love with you, Anna."
"I also love you. I think you know that without me even having to say it."
"I do, but it's always reassuring to hear it, too. I no longer believe in the Nazi Party."
"You don't?"
"No, I think I stopped after I met you. I heard from the Nazi High Command that there was a little Jewess that I could fuck with. They spoke of you like you were some kind of animal. I think right after I met you I fell for you. I probably tried to talk myself out of it at first, but the feeling was there. It kept getting stronger."
"I felt the very same thing," Anna replied.
"So anyway, my dear, I started reading more Nazi literature in the evenings when you weren't here, and during the day. I know that no longer can I believe it. I must leave the army and I want you to join me in my escape."
"Where can we go?"
"I believe I can get a plane for Casablanca," he told her. "We can wait there. We can both take new identities, and then we can eventually fly to London or the United States."
"I can barely believe what I'm hearing," she said, her eyes filling rapidly with tears. "This all sounds so wonderful to me, darling."
"It sounds wonderful to me as well. You will be taking a terrible risk with me, but, of course, I think you realize what will happen if you stay behind. There will be just a never-ending series of men, and in the end who knows what they will do to you. They might take you out and kill you just for the sport of it."
"I know," she said sadly. "That's something I've had to live with all along."
"Then we will make plans to leave later tonight," he reached out and took her hand in his own.
"I believe we will make it," she said. "I've never believed anything so strongly before. This is like a miracle that has come into my life. I do believe that we are going to be able to make good on our escape."
"Yes, my darling, we will," Albert assured her.