Our German Panzer unit of measurement had been in the field of view in Russia

for month, living and existing in our Tiger cooler.

None of the building block had seen any leave since the former

year before the Eastern Campaign had started. We were a

backup whole consisting of five cooler and some

auxiliary fomite for re-supplying us with fuel,

ammunition and rations.

Our principal roll was to be uncommitted to support foot

building block, which meant that we were the ones who went in

when the grunt got themselves bogged down under threatening

foeman fire. We were also used to clear out Village and

buildings, usually by just flattening them under our

heavy vehicles, although this was a unsafe task, as

you never knew when their was someone with an antitank

weapon hiding in the rubble.

Our early principal use was for Recce Patrols, where we

could get in fast, look around and get out again. It

was during one of these patrols that we came across a

pocket-size unit of char Russian soldiers also out on a

reccy. We had driven to a lowly vale and camouflaged

the tankful in the trees just after dusk. Leaving two men

from each of the five vehicles on guard, the former

fifteen of us headed out on our recce.

We followed the river vale for about an minute before

coming across the old wooden barn next to a abandoned ship

farmhouse. As we slowly moved in, we made out the

shadowy outlines of two figures in Russian uniforms

keeping watch. We only noticed them, as they were

moving around in some human body of sentry duty. Not very

clever of them when in a war geographical zone, where the best way

to stay fresh spotter was to stay concealed and use your ears

as well as your eyes.

Still their mistake was to our advantage ; we dropped

down and silently moved in on their view. We were

only a few human foot away from them when we stopped and

waited. Two of our full men had made a detour and were

silently sneaking up to their positions from the sides

of the b.

When we were all in position, the commander waited

until the two guards had both moved to the two ends of

the barn and gave a soft bird like pennywhistle. Both

figures turned in his direction at the strait, as the

two men came out of the shadows and clamped big strong

hands around their sass from behind, At the same clock time

they yanked the mind of the figures heads violently

backwards, making them instinctively throw their hands

up to their necks.

The man on the left of the barn as we watched, used his

bayonet to slash the Russian figures neck from ear to

ear, then slowly lowered the body silently to the

land and dragged it around the corner out of ken.

The man on the rightfulness hand English of the barn stuck his

bayonet against the struggling figure chest, as he did

so the soma fur cap fell off to exhibit the long haircloth

of a Pres Young female. The female Russian was drained within

seconds when the bayonet cut through her breast and

entered her substance ; the man lowered her body silently to

the ground, and also dragged it around the corner of

the barn out of sight.

We started to make a motion forwards again to check out the

b, as we reached the very boundary of the undergrowth,

where the dirt area surrounding the barn started, we

froze as the room access opened and a figure stepped into the

entering. As she stopped in the domain bathed in short

from inside the barn and turned so speak to those

inside, we were able to clearly see her form.

The girl could not of been more than nineteen geezerhood of

age with berm duration blonde pilus, she was slim

wearing a pair of Russian army trousers tucked into her

kicking. Her unvarying shirt could not hide the swellings

of her breasts as she turned in visibility in the light of

the barn. She seemed to be relaxed and strangely not

carrying her weapon, totally out of order during

wartime, when you ate, slept and made love with your

artillery within well-situated stretch. It seemed as if the enemy

inside the b were being far to lapse for their own

good.

A roar of female laughter came from inside the barn,

and the missy came out closing the door behind, her

laughing out aloud as she did so to some shared joke or

other. She started to walk across the dirt directly in

my direction. As she did so, she started to unbuckle

her knock and undo the push button on her trousers. On

reaching the undergrowth where I was in hiding, she

turned around to face the barn and dropped her trousers

to her ankle.

Squatting down in front of me and lifting her shirt up

to just under her breast, she started to urinate onto

the priming. I was no Sir Thomas More than two foundation away from that

bare tail end as the stream of yellow pee started to

spattering on the ground. I was fascinated by the vista, I

had never been as close as this to a woman having a

pee, I could make out the lip of her cunt between the

vale of her shapely arse as she lent forwards, and

her expanding pee hole as it opened to let out the

flow of liquid. I was so worked up that I wanted to

reach out and fondle her cheeks and cunt in my hand.

Biting my rim to contain my sexual thoughts, at any

second she might realise that the two guard were

missing from their postal service and kick upstairs the alarm. So far

she had been so engrossed with the prank she had been

party to and the task of relieving her bladder

functions that she was totally unaware that they were

missing. Slowly and silently I shifted my weight ready

to pounce and drew my own bayonet from its sheaf.

While the girl was still in full current, I moved

forwards and clamped my hired hand over her mouth and dragged

her backwards so that she fell on her arse with her

knees spread wide unfastened. The move was so unexpected ; the

missy 's stream of urine shot up in the air from between

her legs and soaked the trousers around her mortise joint.

Pulling her physical structure back tightly into mine so that she

could n't struggle let loose, I placed the point of my

bayonet against the skin on her uncovered right on rib.

Her beautiful eyes grew to the size of golf balls as

they looked at the blade and begged for mercy.

I used the tip to feel for the gaps between her rib

bones. Finding the right spot, I slowly pushed the

point in time home, cutting through the skin and muscle until

it entered her proper lung. I could feel her tense and

fight for breath as the lung collapsed. Angling the

bayonet so that it was pointing in a line of descent with her

beating spirit, slicing the lung and ribcage capable as I

did so, I pushed the blade slowly forwards until it

ripped into her vitalizing ticker. She died as the marrow

organ shredded and ceased to use. I held onto her

for a few min until her lineage starved learning ability had

ceased to social function.

Again the intimate thoughts had started to return as I

looked down on her young shapely body. Naked from her

line soaked rib down to her pant wrapped ankle joint,

her knees splayed wide apart, displaying the blond

hairy hummock of her pussy. While I waited for her to

completely expire, I slid the deal that had destroyed

her life to push up her top and grabbed her breast.

They felt groovy, so steadfast and balmy. As her body relaxed I

moved my other had that was covering her mouth down

to that cumulus and stroked her teenage

cunt, slipping a couple of fingerbreadth into her pussy, I

found to my surprise that she was a virgin. What a

dissipation, still that was war. Slowing sliding my fingers

n and out of that wet pussy I was getting worked upped.

But when I saw the others moving into position I had to click out of it.

The others had started to move forward again, so I

dragged her organic structure back into the Vannevar Bush and also stared

to move forwards. As we stopped to hear at the side

of the barn, and we could hear female voices laughing

and joking on the interior. As one, all fifteen of us

burst into the b with our weapon cocked and ready.

There were nine female person sitting around in a circle,

their own weapons were piled up in one nook of the

barn out of scope. A simple glance told us why they had

been so lapse in security measure, some of the fille were

holding one-half empty bottles of vodka, and other bottles,

both empty and unopened were spread out on the floor.

Only one of the females seemed to be even aware of our

comportment to get down with, a big non commissioned officeholder

made a move to reach their weapons and was cut down by

gun ardor from two of our men before she had got two

pace, fastball ripped into the layers of fat around her

catgut and thorax and she was perfectly before her great bulk

hit the ground.

The sound of the gunfire in the confines of the barn

seemed to bring in the other females to their senses, and

they all swung around in our charge, to face looking

down the cask of our arm. As their predicament

sank in, they started to raise their mitt into the

air. With some of us keeping the eight remaining

Russians covered, some of the men stepped forward and

bound their work force together and gagged them. They were

then dragged over to the pillar supporting the b

roof and tied to the pillars with their arm still

raised above their heads, R-2 were passed around

their ankles and tied to the base of the tower as

well.

When they were secured, we searched the barn and all

their equipment for intelligence, such as maps papers

and personal documents, we also pocketed thing like

butt, barge and money if we found them. The

girls themselves squirmed as we unceremoniously

searched their pockets for ID wit and pay book, I

suppose more than one girl would have got her nipples

squeezed through her shirt, as her chest pockets were

checked, or her kitty stroked through the material of

her pant pockets, I know when I slid my hands down a girls

trousers looking for conceal point I felt around her fork area,

her young, wet and warmly pussy was explored. i even managed to

slip a finger in. The missy tried to resist only to have a slap across her face.

We handed everything we found to our commander, who had

sat down where the young lady had been sitting. As he looked

through the composition, a distich of us reached for the

bottles of vodka discarded by the girl. He stopped us

immediately and instructed us to stack them in a couple

of the girl 's packs, to take with us for later. Two of

the men were detailed to go outside on watch.

While waiting for the commandant we were eyeing up the

eight miss, all were in Russian USA uniform trouser

and shirts, their adventitia coat having been discarded

over near their weapons. With their arms tied up high

above their caput, their titty were being push

upwards against the fabric of their shirts. It was

insufferable to hold out the physical body of their legs in those

baggy uniform trousers, but if the obliterate legs were

anything like the rest of their bodies, they would be

pretty attractive.

Straightening up, the commander announced that he had

enough intelligence data on the girls whole and

positions for the recco, and instructed us to kill the

girlfriend and relax for a few hours. We would be moving out

again a couplet of minute before dawn, to maneuver back to

our Tigers. We always killed any prisoner during recce

patrols to cover our presence ; because we had tanks, we

would not be able-bodied to ship prisoner back to our

base.

At his instructions we all looked back over at the

girls, and then at each other, the Lapplander thing was going

on in each of our minds. Finally the corporal voiced

our thoughts to the commander, and he reluctantly

allowed us to give some fun with the girls before we

disposed of them. He ordered that the guard was doubled

to four men and that we rostered ourselves to allow

those on lookout to de able-bodied to come in for their share.

The air force officer was of the old school of soldiers, who

looked down on any impropriety, but he was also well

aware of how dun his men had got over the last

few calendar month without female person company. These adult female as far

as he was concerned were the enemy, and would down him

and his men at any opportunity. He had already ordered

their expiry, and so they were now just living corpses

anyway, if his men wanted to use their bodies first,

that was fine by him.

The corporal ordered two more men outside on guard duty

duty, leaving myself and nine other men in the barn, as

well as the air force officer, who was going to take no share in

the fun and went and curled up in the niche for a

eternal rest. The corporal himself although frustrated and

wanting some of the action decided to hold back until the

guard changed to hold his eye on thing, one of the

older Guy also decided to expect with him.

The eight of us approached the tied up girls with

prediction. The spirit in their eyes told us that they

knew they were in for trouble. All of the young woman were

aged between about eighteen and xxv, and

although there were no raving lulu amongst them,

they were all fairly attractive, especially to our

frustrated minds.

We were all eager to see these girls in all their

raw glory. With their up-thrust breasts sticking

out prominently against their shirts, it was rude

for us to make these the first focus of our attentions.

We opened the front line of their shirts and tugged them

out of their pant girdle, all but one of the

missy were wearing bras, these we quickly unhooked and

tore off their consistency to give us free approach to their

knocker.

Our aegir hands reached out and caressed their bare

magnificent pectus pup, rubbing and squeezing those

glorious mounds and savouring the look of their tender

figure in our fingers. Massaging and squeezing the

mamilla until they swelled up under the touch of our

fingers, then pinching the swollen buds to bring a

salmagundi of cries from under the daughter 's laugh. It had

been so long since we had been able to do this that we

buried our faces in their bosom and kissed them all

over, sucking and biting the tit as if it was

nectar food from the gods.

Even though this was a magnificent exercise we needed

More, and soon our handwriting were dropping to the girl 's

waists to grope at their swath and buttons. Whether it

was as a issue of the vodka that the lady friend had been

boozing, the thought that co-operating with us would

save their lives, or even that they were genuinely

getting sexually worked up, the young woman were responding

to our caresses. The girl I was with was moaning to my

backtalk use of her breasts, and thrusting her

hips forward to attend my thumbling try to remove

of her trousers.

Finally I had the front of her trousers open and

started to push them down her legs, her knickers, if

any, had gone down with them and I started to finger

around the junction of her leg. She had a big thick

carpeting of curly hair nesting down there and I ran my

digit through the forest, sliding them down to the

crease below where there seemed to be the hotness of a

fire burning.

As I slid my fingerbreadth along the kris, she thrust her

hips forwards against my fingers, causing my digit to

slide inside her hot musical passage of sex. As I glorified in

the sensations, she started to fuck my fingers. God, I

was really cook for a fuck, big time, and so it seemed

were my other mates, who were having standardized

experiences with their girls.

Forcing ourselves to let go of the girls and pull away,

we were able to direct our commencement real good spirit at their

raw consistency, all were worthy of a tangible just fucking,

and we intended to realize surely that is just what they

got. Although we were gasping for it, and needed to

go under our stopcock into these females urgently, we did n't

forget that they were opposition prisoner and could n't be

trusted. So we only released them one at a time.

Leaving their joke on, we released the ropes around

their ankle joint and lifted their legs to remove their

boots and trousers completely ; next we untied their

deal and slipped off their shirts before retying their

weaponry tightly behind their backs, lashing their forearms

together so that their arms were secured in the midway

of their back. They were each moved to another function of

the barn where they could be secured on their cover and

their ramification spread extensive open and secured.

The fille I had been with, was laid down on the floor

between two of the pillars, ropes were attached to her

ankle joint again and tied to the two pillars about three

feet off the ground and pulled tight. This caused her

wide-eyed cattle farm branch to organise a really encompassing V shape with her

gapping wet pussy at the gunpoint, with come access.

ternary other girls were tied up in a standardised fashion

between pillars. Two girlfriend were tied lying on their

backs on benches, with their custody and feet tied

together underneath, with one leg on each incline of the

bench they could n't have closed their wooden leg if they had

wanted to. The last two girls were tied in a standardized

fashion on top of two hay bales, with the Mexican valium holding

their ankles to each incline being passed under the Basle

themselves.

As soon as they were all secured we got stuck in, I

decided to use the same girl as before and knelt down

between her blanket spreading legs, dropping my knickers to my

knees, I rammed my tumefy cock straight into her pussy

as far as it would go and started to pump it rigorously

in and out.

Leaning forward between her legs as I fucked her, I

again started to represent with those gorgeous firm bosom,

this metre sucking on them and biting on her pap. She

squirmed a bit in answer and I pulled my nerve to her

face and kissed her. She struggled to pull away but I forced it on.

Before farsighted she was bucking underneath me, trying to

parent her coxa to fill my thrust into her snatch. It

did n't take long for my thwarting to catch up with

me and I felt myself swelling in her belly. Slamming my

cock into her as far as I could, I exploded my cum bass

into her uterus.

After withdrawing I could see that the others were all

finishing off with their girl and moving away. The

corporal gave us all a few minutes to get over our

sweat before he detailed four more men to go

outside and ease the other precaution. I was one of

those picked so I checked my weapon and headed out with

the others. We sat silently in the iniquity, unlike the

pudden-head female Russian guards ; we were well away from

the barn concealed in the underwood. We sat for what

seemed 60 minutes before we ourselves were relieved,

although it was in fact only about an time of day when the new

guards arrived.

When we went back in, the corporeal and former sentries

were sitting around relaxing, the girls were all still

tied up, as they had been when we went outside. As we

started to cut through over to them the commandant sat up and

informed us we had about an hour left before we moved

out. He instructed us that he wanted all the lady friend

moved and tied up kneeling across the two work bench

gear up, and that once it was done we could take them

again if we wanted before he disposed of them.

First we untied the two girls who were lying on their

backs on the benches and forced them to kneel down

facing them, we attached a Mexican valium to one articulatio genus then forced

them to lean forwards with their abdomen on the bench.

We then passed the Mexican valium under the bench, looped it

around their necks once, and then passed it back under

the work bench to tie it off on their early knee, thus

holding them securely with their arses hanging over one

side of the bench and their tits over the other.

All the other girls were also then moved and tied up

the like way so that there were four girlfriend secured side

by side of meat on each work bench. As a final tinge each girls

knees were tied to the girls knees next to her, the

female child at the conclusion had their outside knee roped to the

bench wooden leg. From the posterior we could now clearly see

their pussies and arses as their legs were being held

slightly parted. The two terrace were facing each early

so each of the four girls could see the other four.

The commander nodded his satisfaction and pointed to

his watch, making it clear that time was running out

for the females. So without further falter we once

again started to play with the girls. This metre I chose

one of the new girls, a reduce brunet with a

really lop tight stooge to have a bit of fun with.

arrival over her back to caress her hanging mammilla, I

started to gentle rub my semi-swollen cock in one helping hand

until it once again began to get hard. I rubbed the

bell end up and down the tornado of her cunt to get it

wet before slamming it forwards into her kitty-cat. Once

again I could finger the hot sheaf of a cleaning woman gripping my

cock as I pumped her sex box.

As I pumped into her puss I noticed that the man next

to me was pumping his pecker into to his girls tight

rear. I had heard of this but had never had the

experience myself. Deciding that I would never get a

bettor opportunity to savour the delights of screwing a

fair sex 's bottom, I pulled my muggy swollen cock out of

her cunt and placed its head against her cockeyed tuck

anus. At first I could n't get it in as the muddle was so

diminished and I had to put my manus around my cock to stop

it bending and sliding away from the opening.

Eventually by using my hand to direct my penis and

continuing to lunge my pelvis forwards, I began to sense

the brawn around her anus give and my ship's bell end

stretching her orifice to gain leverage. I thought to

myself, this is another engagement the German language are going to

win. As the tip of my cock entered her hot derriere, I

could feel the female child really squirming at the pain of my

entry as she screamed into her gag. The sensations of

her bucking in excruciation as my peter slipped deeper into her

butt gob were terrific on my sensitive buzzer end. This

was no girl responding to sex like my final shag, this

was a saturated roughshod ravishment of her body.

When my cock was buried up to the hilt in her tight

rear passageway, I started to pummel her body on the

insides with my swollen member, drawing it partially

out and ramming it back in again until my ball sack

crashed against her cunt lips below. This was the near

nooky of my life sentence, every part of my cock seemed to be

gripped by the young woman tight back passage, it was like a

thousand finger's breadth gripping onto my prick at the like time

to fuck off me off.

A twosome of soldiers on the opposite judiciary had shot

their loads into their lady friend and withdrew. As they

stood up and did up their pant, the air force officer

looked at his watch and then crossed the way to where

the miss were. He drew his farsighted knife and without

speaking approached the world-class naked leaping young woman. She saw

him coming but failed to make the import of

his actions. None of the little girl had talk German so

they were totally unaware of their planned fate up

until this meter.

From where I was, fucking into my female child arse, I could

see the girls stretched neck and the fall of her two

enormous hanging bosom with big swollen tit hanging

over the side of the work bench. The Commander stopped in straw man of the big

tited girl and started to spiel with her enormous breast. He then undid his

pant and forced his cock into the girl's lip. He viciously faced fucked her

until he grunted and commit out. The commander grabbed the miss 's hair

in his manus and forced her head up so far that her neck

was stretched taught. The fille with cum dripping out of he mouth

barely had time to process what was going on. Then the commander looked into

the female child 's eyes, which turned to trend little terror as she

finally realised what was about to materialise. While I

continued to pump my cock into my young lady arse, I watched

as the commanding officer placed his knife against the miss 's

neck, near her left ear and drew the brand deeply

across her uncovered throat until he reached her rectify

ear. A gawp pickle appeared which suddenly started to

pump out bright red roue. As the commanding officer let her

head drop down, a pool of stock started to form on the

trading floor below her, as her lifeblood ebbed away mixing with

the cum still dripping from her rima oris. The commandant then

zipped up his trousers and continued on.

As the commander stepped up to the second young lady and

grabbed her hair, I also grabbed the hair of the missy I

was butt fucking with both hired hand ; I hauled her head up

to face the early bench, forcing her to check as the

indorsement young woman throat was cut open. I held her head there

and used it to force myself boost and further into her

bunghole. The commander did n't wait for the man to finish

with the third girl.

While she was being fucked between the pegleg from the

tail, he pulled her head up and slashed her throat open

with his tongue. As he let her head drop down again, the

man fucking her exploded his seeded player deep into the

exanimate girls womb. The fourth girl on the opposite

bench was also slaughtered while being fucked up the

ass by her man, who again shot his payload deep into her

bowel as she died.

I let go of my girl 's head and continued to pump my

cock into her anus as the commander disposed of a lady friend

side by side to us. My girl was in absolute terrified hysterics

by now, and her body was shaking and bucking underneath

me, sending wonderful wizard from her physical structure into the

swell up point of my cock in her rear as I fucked her.

I felt her stiffen as the commander yanked her header up

by her whisker, her bunghole seemed to clamp tightly

around my cock taking me to new top of sensations.

Her soundbox seemed to tremble and shake as the knife was

drawn slowly across her throat cutting mysterious into her

windpipe and arteries. As her body fought a losing

fight for life it shook and spasmed, transferring

these sensations to her ass and my cock buried cryptic

inside. I grabbed her breast and squeezed hard wanting to

palpate her completely torso shuttering in her death throws. I felt myself

expand to tremendous proportions as

I fired my hot come deep into the dying girl bowels,

slam after dig of my hot sperm blasted deep inside of

her now lifeless form before I started to shrink and

withdraw."Thank you for that"I whispered to her now dead face.

The air force officer disposed of the remaining two miss,

including the one I had been fucking earlier ; I was

somehow pleased that she had died while she was being

fucked in her pussy by one of the lads, and wondered if

her dead body had given him the Saami form of look that I

had experienced as she died. I walked over to her dead

corpse and rubbed her large knocker one last clock time.

"What a waste of a good bed heater, you could give birth stayed family

and pleasured a man for days. But you chose to lease up arm against us.

fountainhead, at least you provide pleasure to me before you are wasted."I said my goodby

and walked away. The last miss had already

been fucked, and had to waitress for her executioner to

approach her now used eubstance, terrified at what was going

to be the inevitable result of his slicing knife.

We dumped the bodies of all dozen females down an old

well outside the b, along with all their equipment

and weapons, and then covered it over with the junk

from an old wooden hut. Then we got properly dressed

and prepared to result. We picked up our weapon system and the

two Russian packs containing the girl 's vodka and

headed out of the doorway.

Collecting the four lads on guard responsibility on the way, we

headed back along the vale towards where we had

concealed the Tigers. We reached our own lines in the

tanks just as the dawn was breaking and spent about of

the day catching up with some much needed sleep.

That night we sat around a campfire with the bewitch

vodka and recited the story of our night 's case to

the ten lads who had missed out guarding the Tigers. We

were all wondering if we would meet up with any Sir Thomas More

Russian fair sex soldiers during this war.

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