Chapter 1
It wasn't unexpected, the way the German war machine had overrun France. But they had come so silently into the small village north of Bordeauz, on the north bank of the Garonne River that empties into the Bay of Biscay.
Terror froze the vocal chords of 14-year-old Yvette Giraud as the German soldier dragged her from her bed in the loft of her parents' home and down the stairs to the living room that was teeming with the Bosch.
She was shocked to discover her mother and father huddled together on the worn settee, stripped naked, agony in their eyes as they tried to shield their nudity from the eyes of their innocent, blonde-haired, blue-eyed daughter.
Laughter of the Germans was coarse and humiliating as they used the tips of bayonets to force her father to lift his hands and spread his legs to expose his genitals to the eyes of the panic-gripped child. He growled deep in his barrel chest as the tormenting soldier prodded his heavy balls and limp penis with the sharp bayonet.
Yvette's mother sobbed softly as another soldier prodded her hand from her crotch and her hand and arm away from her opulent breasts. When she was nudged in the black-haired zone of her sex, she obeyed grudgingly, spreading her heavy thighs wide, revealing the thick lips that were parted slightly to disclose the inner pinkness of her cunt.
"Go ahead," the soldier was encouraged by a chortling comrade, "fuck her snatch with cold steel and make the French bitch cum with blood."
"Nooooo," the tall soldier leered, "she needs a hard, German prick fucking her unconscious."
"Many German pricks," another soldier agreed, standing his Mauser against a wall and opening the fly of his baggy uniform pants and tugging out his cock, waggling it before the eyes of Yvette's humiliated mother.
"Get her on the floor-out in the middle-so we can all watch you fuck the plump, ripe French bitch," a soldier said, grabbing the French matron's black hair and throwing her sprawling onto the well-worn rug.
Yvette, knuckles white against her mouth as she watched in terror, feared for her father who lurched forward in defiance and defense. But he was restrained by two bayonets of cold steel were laid across his throat and another against his forehead.
The German with his cock out kicked Yvette's mother hard in the plump cheeks of her ass until she stretched out lewdly on her back, legs drawn up, knees slacked apart. The German soldier pushed a toe into the long, deep gash of her mother, spreading the thick, hair-fringed outer lips far apart.
He quickly dropped his pants, stooping to push them over the tops of his boots to his ankles. For a long moment, his hand moved on his obscene cock, jacking it off to full hardness, until the thick head was gorged with lusting blood, glistening in the harsh living room light.
Dully, Yvette heard random commotions outside in the pre-dawn, yellings of men and screams of women and frightened children. Then her momentary distraction evaporated as she was pushed forward, forced to squat in the ankle-length nightgown to watch the tall German position himself between her mother's parted thighs.
She could smell the muskiness of him.
"Ooooohhh, dear God, don't make my little girl watch," Yvette's mother sobbed, her head rocking from side to side as her cuntal lips were opened wide by the German's demanding fingers.
"Ooooohhhh, God," she said prayerfully as the bare-assed German hovered closely over her, pushing the head of his long cock into her groove.
Yvette heard her father groaning and swearing softly, his eyes bulging with hatred, compelled to watch the degradation of his dear wife.
The little girl could hardly breathe as she watched the soldier atop her mother wipe the head of his hard meat through the pinkish furrow between her mother's legs. He cackled vilely as he set the head and rocked his naked buttocks.
"Aaaaahhhh, Ooooohhhh, noooooo!" Yvette's mother screeched. And, in forrified fascination, the girl watched the pale column of flesh begin vanishing, like magic, into the depths of her mother's body.
The prone woman's legs jerked spastically, feet coming up from the floor as she was forced to take in the crude man's salacious prick. Yvette could see the quivering of her mother's rear entry as more and more of the slender, hard cock was stabbed into her.
The soldier hesitated a moment, then lunged forward. Yvette's mother's legs bounded high in the air and she had all of the man's prick deep inside her cunt. The girl no longer could see her mother's anus; it was shielded from her horrified eyes by the man's heavy, dangling balls that were covered with coarse, curly silvery hairs.
His body began hunching, back bowing up, straightening as he rhythmically prodded his cock in and out of the helpless woman. He snorted and gasped, laughter gurgling as he seized her voluptuous breasts as he steadily fucked his cock in and out of her deep cunt.
Yvette swallowed hard against a sickness of embarrassment and helplessness for her beloved mother. She would have looked away, but each time she turned her eyes from the bare white ass bucking between her mother's legs and the moist cock plunging into her, a bayonet was thrust against her temple and she was forced to watch, in dismay and wonderment, as her weeping mother was fucked.
The girl was hazily aware of someone kneeling behind her, rubbing her body through the nightgown, reaching under an arm, over a shoulder to fondle her budding young breasts in crude lasciviousness. The girl tried to push away the hands, but they were too demanding.
A shudder of loathing fluttered through her as a hand pulled up the hem of the voluminous garment and began rubbing her bottom that already was taking on the full roundness of a ripe female.
For the first time she was able to find voice, pleading, "Please don'ttttttt?"
But, no matter how much she writhed and squirmed, a hand entered the neck of her nightgown to cup the warm fleshy melon of her breast. At the same time, the hand at her behind was tracing deep in the shallow valley between the hillocks of her tender, virgin ass.
Her mother was sobbing and wailing now, her slack body twitching from the fucking she was getting, the cruel, depraved man's strokes quickening as he threw his cock into the degraded woman's cunt in long, sodden plunges.
Yvette glanced over the humping bare ass of the man fucking her mother at her daddy's contorted, flushed face for help. But there was only hatred and frustration in his blood-filled eyes. And she knew that all she could do was tolerate the salacious, depraved hands on her lithe young body.
Suddenly, the soldier lunged hard over her mother and his belly smacked against her mother's. He panted and gasped lewdly, squirming his body between the woman's upraised thighs as he poured his cum into her unwilling-but sexually responding snatch.
When he finished, he heaved himself from the Veed thighs and another soldier threw himself on the girl's mother, his prick entering the gaping twat entry just as the first soldier's thick jizz started seep out.
Yvette felt faint and enormously depressed, watching the defiling of her mother and hating the hand on her hot little titties and the one palming her crotch, the finger tickling in her crack of her dainty ass and setting stinging little fires in the tiny, shallow rut of her virginal pussy.
There were wailing screams all up and down the single street of the village now. And there were scattered gunshots, accompanied by sharper, more soulful shrieks as someone died, here and there in the peaceful little fishing village.
To heighten Yvette's dismay, her nightie was pulled up and ripped from her body, leaving her naked to the leering eyes of the contemptible German soldiers. The hand at her crotch was becoming unbearable, a finger gouging at her dainty front entry, poking just inside her, sending ripples of stinging pain dancing through her tender young loins.
"The old sow will make a wonderful whore for the valiant German army," someone snickered as a third soldier flung his naked body between the slack thighs of Yvette's mother. The girl noted, however, that each time the long, German cocks were stabbed to the balls into her mother's body, her mother trembled and her feet danced and she wailed quaveringly.
Yvette, innocent as she was, sensed her mother was deriving unbidden, unwanted pleasure from the pillaging her pussy was taking from the rapacious, plundering German pricks.
"Aaaaaaiiiiieeeee!" Yvette screamed suddenly as the finger dabbling at her little slot stabbed far into her. She would have shot to her feet, but a hand on her tit, the arm over her shoulder, held her in a squatting posture. Intense heat flushed through her as she was roughly finger-fucked, her hymen ripped, blood flowing out of her, sopping the violating hand and her burning crotch.
Oooooohhh, God, she thought, instinctively knowing soon, very soon, she would be down like her mother with some German atop her, thrusting one of those enormous pricks into her aching pussy, fucking, fucking, fucking her.
Her father bounded to his feet, but was slammed back onto the settee by a rifle butt. The point of a bayonet was pressed against his balls, nudging his limber peter.
Yvette gasped for breath as she was slammed down onto her back, still able to see her mother's degradation. Her legs were held open as she was finger-fucked. And her titties were mauled and rubbed, agitating the tiny nipples to swell into promising little berries.
She was astonished when her mother shrieked shrilly and her body began lunging and coiling under the soldier who was fucking her. Intuitively, Yvette knew something had snapped in her sweet mother's mind and she was now reveling in the depraved plunging of pricks in and out of her swollen pussy.
"She will be a fine fat whore for the German army," one soldier growled and the others cackled assent. "Watch the plump French pig fuck now, will you?"
Yvette closed her eyes against the sight of her mother now fucking back as hard as she was being fucked. But the vision of cock after cock thudded into her mother's body was clear and stark in her mind's eye.
And the finger in her own little hole was producing an intense heat and she could feel a coiling of the crinkled walls of her pussy around the stabbing finger.
Tears trickled from her tightly closed eyes and muscles were alive in her belly and twitching along the trembling inner planes of her thighs. Each time the soldier twisted his finger back and forth, there were little explosions deep in her tight little twat.
Her father's growl of protest drew the girl's attention. Ooooooohhhhh, jtoorpapa, Yvette sighed mentally.
Yvette tried to shrink against the floor, but the finger had her pussy spindled and there was no escape. She glanced back past the bare ass pumping over her mother's bare body, sobbing softly, her body bouncing on the floor in uncontrollable lurchings, flames ravaging her from her tormented pussy to the enticing lumps of her tingling titties. And she was thoroughly dismayed as her mother's words took shape and form in her feverish brain.
She couldn't believe it, but her mother was actually begging the brutal German soldiers to get on her and shove their cocks in her cum-slimed cunt.
How was it possible, she fretted, that her mother could actually enjoy what was happening to her. Yet, she was pleading for them to fuck her-fuck her, the coarsest words Yvette had ever heard. And they were coming from the slobbering lips of her cherished mama.
When her mother was heaved onto her belly, she quickly drew up her knees so her plump ass was up in the air, inviting a German to mount her and ram cock into her.
"My pussy-my asshole-I don't care!" her mother shrieked, shaking her bottom, looking back with passion-glazed eyes as a naked German flopped onto her, adjusting his long, white cock.
Her mother's gaze turned glassy and she went rigid. Then she screamed as if in agony and Yvette saw the wet prick slash to the heavy balls into her mother's asshole.
She sobbed convulsively and her body cooperated as she was cornholed with long, stabbing cock-lunges. And when another of the bastard Germans knelt at her head, she reached for his sock and sucked it into her mouth.
Yvette was stunned and sick, hearing only the coarse mutterings of the Germans and the rampant slock-slurpings of meat being thudded into the mouths and assholes of her parents.
The little girl knew, in time, she would be fucked. But she vowed she would resist as best she could when or if one of the rotten Bosch tried to get her to take their filthy cocks into her mouth and suck them off.
As her mother was doing.
The quakings of pain were slowly giving way to shivering of a different nature. There was a kind of dreamy, pleasurable sensation developing deep between Yvette's trembling legs. And she hated this unfamiliar response of her youthful body. In spite of every effort to press her legs together to impede the finger that was fucking in and out of her cunny, her knees were drifting open, her legs bending upward, straining, lifting her tense ass off the rug.
So the leering man hovering over her, sucking her tittie-tips had free access to the little rut and hole between her legs. So he could get all of his finger in her. And he was really giving it to her in the pussy with his long, stiff finger.
Her insides were on fire, a pleasant, enchanting fire with flames licking through her channel, through her belly. And, ooohh, how nice his lips felt on the points of her tumescent, rubbery young breasts.
She didn't want this, his finger in her. And she didn't want one of these sweaty Germans atop her, between her teen-aged thighs, fucking his prick into her.
A sense of intoxication permeated her brain. And, no longer, was she filled with contempt and loathing and deep sympathy for her parents who were being sexually assaulted, time and again.
It just didn't seem real, watching them cornholed and fucked and sucking prick. It was more like a weird dream, watching her mama gobble cocks and beg for more cunt-fucking and cornholing.
She was aware of a pungent aroma in the air-the smell of sex-the odor of hot, hard cocks and fucked cunt and assholes. She heard herself screaming, as if far away as her body seemed to be exploding.
And she had been finger-fucked into a tortured orgasm. At the age of fourteen. She almost yelled to be fucked, but did not as the finger was pulled out of her twat and she was lifted to her feet but a German officer who had just entered the little house.