Chapter 6: An Old Friend!
Patty was well into her turbot when she
became aware of a large presence standing over her. She looked up
afraid it was the strange black man, but found herself looking into
the handsome rugged face of a German army officer. “Karl!” she
exclaimed with delight. Patty stood and hugged the powerfully built
man. “When did you arrive?”
“Earlier today,” replied Karl
Jaeger. “And where is Lady Jane?”
Patty frowned slightly. Jaeger was
quite smitten with Jane Stalwart and during their last adventure, the
two had become lovers. Patty had lain in her tent listening for hours
to Jane's cries of pleasure during her lovemaking with the handsome
German. Of course, Jane had been under the spell of Freya, the
goddess of loves' necklace, Brisingamen. Jane had affectionately
began referring to his apparently large appendage as Mjolnir after
they became lovers.
In Patty's humble opinion, Karl Jaeger,
was one of the most perfect males she'd ever seen. He was well over
six feet and all hard muscle. His face was all chiseled manliness,
with piercing blue eyes and sandy blonde hair kept shaved close in a
flat top. His only physical flaw was the long schmiss or Mensur scar
along his left cheek, the result of some ludicrous German dueling
tradition. He was old enough to be Patty's father, somewhere in his
forties, and had fought in the Somme during the Great War,
coincidentally the same battle Sir John Stalwart, Jane's father, had
fought in. Patty had a huge crush on the man and couldn't help the
jealous twinge when he mentioned Jane.
Karl stepped aside and for the first
time, Patty noticed his companion, a chubby pasty man in a black
uniform. “This is my colleague, Sturmbannfuhrer Odilo Blobel.”
Blobel clicked his heels together and
bowed his head. “Fraulein.”
Jaeger continued. “And this is Miss
Patricia O'Toole, Sturmbannfuhrer.”
“Oberleutnant Jaeger, has spoken
quite highly of you, Fraulein O'Toole, but his description did not do
your beauty justice.” Blobel's eyes seemed glued to the swell of
Patty's breasts. He took a handkerchief out of his pocket and wiped
it across his forehead. Patty took an immediate dislike to the sweaty
man. She'd also noticed Jaegar had introduced him as a colleague and
not as a friend. “If you will excuse me momentarily,” said Blobel
bowing again. He walked away and left the restaurant coach,
apparently to use the toilet.
“I call him Odd Blob,” said Karl,
smiling as Patty laughed. “The Nazi party assigns such political
officers to most members of the Abwehr and I was saddled with him.”
“It is good to see you Karl,” she
laughed.
“You too Patty,” said Karl. Jaeger
spoke flawless English with no trace of an accent. “So will Jane be
returning?” His head actually turned, looking up and down at
entrances to the restaurant coach.
Like a lovesick puppy, thought Patty
trying not to shake her head. Odilo Blobel returned and took a seat.
Patty smiled at him, trying not to laugh. Odd Blob was the perfect
nickname for the Nazi. “She should come back for her food shortly
Karl,” said Patty, waving her hand at Jane's untouched dinner.
“Gute,” said Karl, again, looking
up and down the dining Coach. “Which sleeping coach are you staying
in?”
“The first one closest to the engine.
We got on in Istanbul. Where are you staying?” Patty asked, staring
into Jaeger's eyes.
“We have a Nazi party luxury coach at
the tail end.” said Karl.
Patty smiled. “A luxury coach! I bet
that's amazing.”
Karl shrugged. “It's quite nice. Big
beds, closet and desk space, it even has a bathtub with an electric
heater.”
“I vould be happy to give you a tour,
Fraulein,” interrupted Blobel.
“Exactly how big are those beds,
Karl?” asked Patty, leaning over and placing her hand on his knee
while ignoring Blobel. Karl cocked an eyebrow, staring back at her.
She'd never been so forward with a male before and she wondered if
she were still suffering from the COCK's effects. She'd felt randy
all day, and her arousal had only grown at seeing her crush. Plus,
she hoped making love with Jaeger would wipe away her sinful thoughts
about Jane.
“The beds are most roomy,” said
Karl, jerking a little when her hand slid up his knee and found the
head of his shwanz. Her eyebrows shot up and she flushed when it
swelled under her touch. “Would you like to see the coach now,
Patricia?”
“Yes, I think I would.” Patty
dabbed her napkin across her lips and stood.
Jaeger stood too, but with some
difficulty. The waiter arrived to take the German's order. “Nothing
for me thanks,” said Karl. “I'll be eating in tonight.”
“Rotkopf schlampe!” muttered
Blobel. He looked disgusted as he stood and bowed towards Patty.
“Take your time, Herr
Sturmbannfuhrer,” said Karl to the Nazi. “I may be awhile.”
Patty took Karl's arm and left towards
the rear end of the train. They hurried through the sleeper coaches
and were kissing so lustfully in the baggage coach, they almost
didn't make it to the luxury coach at the end.
Patty was impressed by the luxury
coach. It held four twin sized beds, a table and chairs by a window.
Jaeger went over to the table and replaced some documents into a
folder. Sensitive German intelligence, she assumed. A desk held a
radio and microphone. A large Nazi swastika flag hung on one wall
beside a painting of chancellor Adolf Hitler. The bath was behind a
partition, and incredible luxury for a train. Crossed rapiers were
also on display on one wall.
Jaeger returned to the young woman. Her
back was to him, and she was holding her splendid red hair up off her
neck. “Unzip me please?” she asked.
“This is an unexpected surprise,”
said Karl, stepping up to her and kissing just under her ear as his
finger slowly pulled the zipper down.
Patty moaned at his kiss. This was her
deepest fantasy come true. “It's a long story Karl. I just really
need to be with a man right now and your the manliest of all the men
I've ever known.” He kissed her neck and placed his hands under her
dress on her bare shoulders, slowly sliding them to her arms. The
dress fell at her feet as he ran his hands down her back. Patty
stepped forwards and turned, surprised to see her brassiere fall off
her body. She looked up in surprise. She hadn't even felt him unhook
it, but then the fact that he was skilled removing a woman's
underwear didn't surprise her at all. He'd stopped and was staring
intently at her bare breasts. Her pink nipples were already fully
hard and aching for his touch. “Do you like them?” she asked,
adding after he nodded, “they aren't too big?”
Jaeger laughed. “Germans love busty
women and you my love are as buxom as a Bavarian beer maid.”
Patty liked hearing him call her “my
love”. She liked it even better when he stepped forward and took
her in his arms, bending her backwards for a passionate kiss that saw
their tongues dancing in each others mouths. He pushed her back
slightly and bent, kissing and sucking first the left and then the
right nipple. “Jesus wept,” she moaned. Jaeger knelt and slowly
pulled her bloomers down under her navel, kissing her bellybutton
when it appeared. The bloomers fell to her feet and she stepped out
of them as Karl stood back up.
He stepped back and took in her nude
form. “Stunning!” he exclaimed. “You are absolutely stunning.”
Patty trembled a little standing nude
before the handsome uniformed German officer. She stepped forward and
it was her turn to fall to her knees. Her hands fumbled with his
buckle before opening his pants. She tugged them down, looking up at
him as she did so. He stared back at her while unhooking his knight's
cross from his collar. Patty pulled his pants down and turned her
gaze to the huge bulge beneath his underwear. Her shaking hands
reached out and pulled them down revealing his sandy pubic hair and
the base of his incredibly thick penis. “Sweet Jesus,” she
whispered when his cock sprang up free.
“Do you like it?” he asked,
chuckling. “It's not too big?”
“Irish women like big cocks,” she
responded. “And Mjolnir is a BIG COCK! I'm not sure I can handle it
all.”
Karl smirked. He liked Jane's nickname
for his shwanz and he really enjoyed the awe in a woman's eyes when
she saw it for the first time.“You can handle it, but after all the
hammering, you might be a little Thor.”
Patty grinned. Karl could always make
her smile. She didn't want to look away from his cock. It was almost
as big as THE COCK and the stone COCK OF OSIRIS was sized for a
larger then life statue of a god. It had to have been a thick hard
eleven inches long with a bulbous rounded head at the end that nearly
took up two inches of the shaft's length. “I don't usually do this,
Karl,” she said, leaning forward and taking the head of his
magnificent cock in her mouth.
“God yes,” hissed Jaeger, throwing
his head back and moaning as her tongue twirled around the head of
his cock.
Patty moaned with lust as his cock head
pushed down her throat. She wanted this cock. She wanted to please
this man more than anything. She wanted to take away some of his
infatuation with Jane Stalwart. She wanted to lose some of her own
infatuation with Jane Stalwart. Her eyes gazed up at him as he pulled
his uniform open. His chest was a hard muscled as she had hoped and
she saw with some sadness that his dueling scar wasn't his only
physical flaw. Jaeger had two bullet scars in his chest and a long
poorly healed scar along his right waist from a British or French
bayonet no doubt. A leather thong around his neck displayed an iron
Thor amulet, not the cross that she had been expecting. It looked
old.
Patty sucked his cock in deeper,
struggling not to gag as the rounded head forced it's way deeper down
her throat. For such a strong man, Jaeger's fingers were gentle when
they slid through her thick red hair. His grip tightened on her head
and he began guiding her up and down his shaft, his hips thrusting
forwards. “Unh,” he groaned bending over a little. His face
almost looked like he was in pain. “Unh UNGHH!”
Patty almost gagged as his cock
suddenly swelled up even bigger and jerked in her throat. His seed
raced through the shaft to spurt out the tip and slide into her
belly. She'd never swallowed a man's cum before and tried to pull
back, but he kept his tight grip on her head while his cock jerked
three more times sending more blasts of semen into her belly. He
relaxed his grip and she did pulled back, but just as the head
entered her mouth, it spurted again and her mouth filled with his hot
seed. The taste surprised her. It was good! She gulped it down and
the next load. After that, her hands found the shaft, stroking it in
an attempt to milk out more of his sperm. Several more jets of it
shot across her tongue and she let the warm seed slide down her
throat.
“Sorry, it's been awhile,”
apologized Jaeger. He reached down and pulled her to her feet,
bending forward to kiss her. It felt good to know he still wanted to
kiss her even after she'd had his schlong in her mouth. He kept
kissing her as he turned her and slowly walked her backwards until
she fell backwards on one of the beds, her legs hanging over the
side. “I don't usually do this either,” he said, falling to his
knees between her legs.
“Liar,” she laughed as his tongue
licked between the pink folds of her aroused pussy. The laugh turned
to a mewling sound as his talented tongue went to work on her. He
didn't stop after the first orgasm and continued licking her pussy,
working two fingers into her to bring her to her second and third
orgasms. Patty looked down her body at her undulating white belly and
at her hairy red pussy lifting up into his tongue like some wanton
slattern's. Jane looked up at her and she gasped as she had a fourth
powerful orgasm. She'd barely recovered from her last orgasm when
Karl stood and she felt the tip of his cock spread her open as it
pushed deep inside.
Jaeger's cock was aptly named as he
cupped her knees under his arms and began to hammer his cock hard in
and out of her body. Patty's body leaped up into each and every
thrust of his thick cock, her vaginal muscles clinging tightly to it
as she came again and again. He suddenly yanked his cock free,
gasping for air. She looked down at his penis. It was an angry bright
red, hard and rampant swollen with his need to cum. It was also
soaked and dripping with her fluids. He'd been close, but he wasn't
finished yet. “Roll over,” he gasped.
Patty sat up on the bed and spun
around, getting on all fours. He stood behind her and slowly guided
his cock back into her hot pussy. They both moaned as he buried it.
Karl just held still for several minutes still trying to fight his
need to cum, but his cock jerked several times inside her sending
tremors of pleasure throughout her body. After several minutes he
grabbed her hips and started working his cock again, slowly at first,
picking up speed until his thrusting shaft was a blur. Patty's moans
turned into a constant scream as one orgasm turned into another into
one long continuous powerful climax. Then Karl did something
unexpected. His hands grabbed the cheeks of her rear end and she felt
the tip of his thumb pressing against her anus. Her rosebud opened
for him and he pushed his thumb inside. The already strong climax
doubled in strength, her vaginal muscles clenching and squeezing his
shaft while she sprayed his balls with vaginal fluids. He pushed her
forwards until his cock and thumb popped out of her body.
“That was amazing,” gasped Patty
into the bed spread.
Karl fell off her. “Your turn to do
the work.” He laid on his back, gasping.
Patty pushed herself up and straddled
him. His shaft felt thick between her legs as she slid her wet pussy
up the shaft, pushing down on the head until it entered her. She
slowly pushed back until Karl's cock had fully penetrated her. Patty
sat up and ground her pussy around his shaft simply enjoying the
feeling of being fully penetrated. She gazed lovingly down at Karl's
body. His abdominal and pectoral muscles were hard and sexy. She
looked into his blue eyes, but they were gazing with equal
fascination at her own body. She laid down again and slid up his
shaft until the tip of her throbbing nipple teased his lips. Karl
took the bait and sucked it into his mouth, tongue flickering over
the hard nub. Patty gasped and came again. “I love your big cock,
Karl,” she moaned. “I love it when you fuck me.”
Karl groaned into her tit. Her nipple
flew out of his mouth as Patty suddenly sat up and started riding
him. Her massive white breasts heaving as she bounced in his lap.
“Fuck! Fuck me! Fucking big cock! Love fucking!”
“I'd threaten to wash that toilet
mouth out with soap, but I'm enjoying the dirty talk.”
“It's your cock Karl. It's making me
act like a fucking whore. Fuck me! Fuck me!” Patty trembled as an
orgasm wracked her body. She'd lost count of how many times she'd
cum.
Karl decided to get in on the act.
“Work that pussy, slut. Fuck that big cock. Who owns that pussy?”
“You Karl. You and your big cock own
my pussy. You fuck me so good Karl.”
Jaeger growled. He grabbed her ass
cheeks and started rising while bucking his hips. The bed shook from
his thrusts. “Gonna cum. Should I pull out?”
Tears of joy ran down Patty's cheeks.
“Never pull out. Keep fucking me until your big cock gives up it's
seed.”
“GOTT VERDAMMTE! CUMMING!”
Patty's pussy exploded in a series of
contractions all around his spurting cock. Jet after jet of the
German's hot seed hosed her womb. She had a new orgasm every time his
cock spurted and it spurted a lot. Patty sat impaled on his cock
gasping before falling on his chest where they kissed until his cock
went limp inside her. Patty slid up until it plopped out and she
rolled off him, still panting while looking up at the ceiling.
“Nothing in my entire life..” she gasped, “has ever felt as
good as feeling your hot seed cumming in my pussy.”
“That was amazing and a pleasant
surprise. I'd always wanted to fuck you, Patty.”
“How come you never made a move?”
Karl sat up and stood. “Well, I'm old
enough to be your father. I have a daughter a year older then you.”
“I didn't know you had a daughter.”
“Yes, her name is Ursula. She completed her service in the Bund
Deutscher Madel in der Hitler-Jugend, the League of German Girls in
the Hitler Youth,” he translated. “Now she's in the Frauenschaft.
The National Socialist Women's League. The organization for women
party members. I'm very proud of her.”
“It sounds nice.”
Jaeger laughed. “She hates it. It has
a philosophy of kinder, kuche, kirche, children, kitchen, and church.
Ever since I taught her to shoot when she was young, she wants to
join the SS and go to sniper school. Sniper school! She doesn't even
want to get married. I'm afraid she takes after me too much.”
“Nothing wrong with getting married
and having lots of babies,” sighed Patty stretching sexily.
“Right,” said Jaeger, looking down
at the nude woman. His seed was pouring out from between her legs.
“I'll be right back, I need to drain Mjolnir.”
Patty smiled, closed her eyes, and
dreamed of a life in a kitchen cooking Karl dinner, raising his
children, and fucking his big cock every single night. She heard Karl
return. He pulled her legs open and she heard a loud snort from him
just before feeling his cock push inside her. It didn't feel nearly
as big as before. She grunted as he began pumping it into her and she
lifted her hips up into him.
“I can't feel anything,” growled a
heavily accented German voice.
Patty opened her eyes and saw the gross
bloated body of Odilo Blobel between her legs. He'd opened his
uniform and his fish belly pale flesh jiggled as he continued
thrusting his prick between her legs.
She moaned her body was responding to
him. His cock was not the monster that hung between Jaeger's legs,
but it was nothing to be ashamed of. It didn't reach deep inside her,
but it was fat like it's owner and she cried out as she had a small
orgasm. “Ahh, fuck me,” she moaned. What had the COCK done to her
that she wanted this hideous man?
“I can't feel anything,” he
complained again.
“I feel you just fine,” she told
him.
He wiped sweat of his forehead with the
back of his hand. “I like it tighter, schlampe.” Odd Blob pushed
back on her thighs and pulled his cock out.
Patty glanced down at it. It was a fat
ugly thing, pale as an albino and the head tapered off instead of
flaring outwards. The Blob pushed down on it and pressed the head
against her anus. “Do it! Fuck my ass!” she hissed. The head went
in easily, but when the fat shaft entered her, her anus stretched to
the point she felt it might rip. “Fuck my ass!” she said again.
First, the COCK had turned her into a lesbian poofter and now she was
begging a ugly bloated Nazi to sodomize her. The COCK was dangerous!
“Wuz zum Teufel!” Karl had returned
and looked in horror at the scene in front of him. He reached out to
the wall and took down one of the dueling swords. “Get off her
Blobel,” he ordered the Nazi. “NOW!”
“The schlampe loves it, Jaeger,”
grunted Blobdel. He leaned over her and began thrusting in and out of
her ass as hard as he could. Karl lowered the sword. “I can see now
why you enjoy fucking these untermenschen. This Irish subhuman is a
complete whore for our superior Aryan cocks. Just remember to spill
your seed in their ass to avoid any racially impure children.” Odd
Blob slammed his cock deep into her ass and his cock began pumping
her seed into it.
“Fuck me. Fuck me,” muttered Patty,
wiggling her buttocks around Blobel's still buried cock. “Give me
your cum.” Patty looked over at Karl standing nearby looking at her
stunned. Her gaze fell down to the big plump bratwurst hanging
between his legs. “Will you fuck my ass too, Karl?” she asked.
Jaeger dropped the sword. This was not
the Patricia O'Toole that he knew at all. He needed to question her,
but first, his huge cock was swelling at the thought of sticking it
between the smooth white globes of her lovely ass.
