“Wow.” You murmur.
“He’s surprisingly good with his tongue...” Helga purrs at you, her blue eyes glinting, “…for a man.” She clambers off Giuseppe and you smile at the sight of his face, flushed and glistening with a combination of perspiration and her juices.
“Keep going!” He tells you breathlessly. “I’m getting close!”
Ride him until you both come
Take Helga’s place and have him finish you with his tongue
Unable to resist the temptation of Giuseppe’s tongue, you pull yourself forward, his cock slipping from inside you.
“What the fuck?!” He objects as you shuffle forward and straddle his face.
“Eat me.” You demand, lowering yourself onto his lips. His brown eyes glare up at you, but he obeys and you gasp as you feel his hot tongue lap at your juicy slit.
“You’ve got a cruel streak in you.” Helga chuckles. “I like that, though I did promise our plaything that I’d sweeten the deal.” She sits up and crawls down the bed. You glance over your shoulder and watch as she kneels next to Giuseppe before grasping his rigid shaft and taking it into her mouth. His moan of pleasure vibrates pleasantly against your pussy and he grasps your hips, pressing his face tightly into your folds, beginning to lick you with greater enthusiasm.
“Mmm, yes, just like that.” You groan, feeling the warmth building in your loins. Behind you, you can hear Helga sucking and slurping on Giuseppe’s cock. You grind yourself against his face, enjoying each swipe of his hot tongue across your wet opening and over your sensitive clit. The heat is rising rapidly inside you now and you know you won’t last much longer. Surrendering yourself to the inevitable, you rock forward, allowing his tongue to linger on your clit, flicking expertly over the little button. Your body stiffens, your mouth drops open and you let out a cry of ecstasy as you feel the delicious sensation of your orgasm radiating out from your quivering pussy. Waves of pleasure surge through you and your cries fill the tiny shack until they trail off to breathless whimpers.
“Damn, that felt good.” You breathe, climbing off him. Giuseppe doesn’t even seem to hear you, craning his head forward and watching as Helga’s head bobs up and down at his groin. Her long hair hangs down like a veil, but you can see her lips stretched around his thick length through the blonde strands.
“Oh fuck!” Giuseppe grunts, his hips rising off the bed. Helga stops moving, holding his twitching cock between her lips as he fills her mouth, grunting with pleasure. When he finally slumps back on the bed, she sits up, wiping away a pearly white trickle of his seed from the corner of her mouth and glancing up at you both.
“Aren’t you glad you joined us?” She grins at you. You nod, blushing slightly. Once you have all caught your breath, you wearily pull your clothes back on. Giuseppe grins broadly while Helga runs her fingers through her disheveled hair.
“We should wait outside.” She announces, stepping through the door. “Come.”
“I think I just did.” Giuseppe murmurs under his breath, smirking at you. As you both follow Helga along the jetty, you gaze out to sea and spot the conning tower of a U boat breaking through the waves. The gray hull glistens as it slowly moves through the water towards you, drawing alongside the seaplane on the other side of the jetty. The hinges of a hatch squeal as it swings open on the dorsal side of the vessel and a grizzly looking sailor appears, his eyes the same gray as his vessel.
“Permission to come aboard, Captain.” Helga calls up to him.
“It would be an honor to have you aboard, Gruppenführer Kunst.” He replies stiffly, the exchange in English presumably for your benefit.
“It’s been a pleasure.” Helga grins, her gaze flicking from Giuseppe to linger on you. She chews her lower lip, deep in thought. “Why don’t you come with me?” She murmurs. “You’re a resourceful woman. I could use your skills on the next expedition. The führer seeks a number of artifacts and while the dagger eluded us, I would be more confident of future success with you by my side.”
“Elyse is no Nazi!” Giuseppe objects, stepping forward. “Don’t listen to her, doll. Come back to Chicago with me.”
Go with Helga
Go with Giuseppe
You nod and ride him harder, your fingertips rubbing frantically at your clit as you seek your own climax, conscious that if Giuseppe is so close, you could be left high and dry. Helga rolls onto her side next to you both and props herself up on her elbow, watching intently.
“Damn, you’re beautiful.” Giuseppe grins up at you. Reaching up, he cups your breasts, squeezing and caressing them as you rock back and forth on him. His cock pistons in and out of your drenched pussy and you can feel the pressure rising within you.
“She’s close.” Helga grins at him, perhaps intuitively reading it in your eyes.
“She’s not the only one.” Giuseppe groans, pawing clumsily at your breasts now as he closes in. As you continue to strum at your clit, you feel yourself pass the point of no return. Your mouth drops open and you arch your back, feeling the blissful waves of pleasure ripple out from your pussy as you reach your orgasm. While you buck and tremble atop him, your cries are joined by Giuseppe’s own roar of release as he joins you, driving into you one final time as he erupts. His hands slide down to your hips, holding you tightly as he empties his balls deep inside your quivering pussy. As your climax subsides, you pull your fingers from your clit and grin down at him, both of you panting for breath.
“Damn, that felt good.” You breathe. Giuseppe smiles weakly as you climb off his wilting shaft. Climbing to your feet, you reach for your discarded clothes while your companions do likewise.
“We should wait outside.” Helga tells you both as she buttons up her black jacket. “Come.”
“I think we just did.” Giuseppe murmurs to you under his breath with a conspiratorial wink. As you both follow Helga out to the jetty, you gaze out to sea and spot the conning tower of a U boat breaking through the waves. The gray hull glistens as it slowly moves through the water towards you, drawing alongside the seaplane on the other side of the jetty. The hinges of a hatch squeal as it swings open on the dorsal side of the vessel and a grizzly looking sailor appears, his eyes the same gray as his vessel.
“Permission to come aboard, Captain.” Helga calls up to him.
“It would be an honor to have you aboard, Gruppenführer Kunst.” He replies stiffly, the exchange in English presumably for your benefit.
“It’s been a pleasure.” Helga grins, her gaze flicking from Giuseppe to linger on you. She chews her lower lip, deep in thought. “Why don’t you come with me?” She murmurs. “You’re a resourceful woman. I could use your skills on the next expedition. The führer seeks a number of artifacts and while the dagger eluded us, I would be more confident of future success with you by my side.”
“Elyse is no Nazi!” Giuseppe objects, stepping forward. “Don’t listen to her, doll. Come back to Chicago with me.”
Go with Helga
Go with Giuseppe
You nod and slowly cross the floor towards them, the weather beaten timbers creaking underfoot. Reaching out, you take Helga’s face in your hands and press your lips to hers. You kiss her slowly to begin with, but as she hungrily reciprocates, you kiss her increasingly passionately. Giuseppe moves behind her, kissing her shoulder and neck while his hands slip around her chest, cupping her breasts. She moans into your mouth as he massages her fleshy mounds. Breaking the kiss, she gazes deeply into your eyes.
“Taste me.” She breathes. “I want to feel your tongue on my pussy.” You smile and slowly nod, her lust exciting you. With your own pussy tingling at the thought, you drop to your knees, showering her toned stomach with kisses before dropping lower. You gaze at the patch of golden curls between her thighs and find yourself inhaling, enjoying the subtle aroma of her arousal.
“Yeah, eat her!” Giuseppe growls, shattering the eroticism of the moment. Helga twists her head sharply towards him, her cool glare silencing him. Suita
bly chided, he returns to kissing her neck and caressing her body. As Helga shuffles her feet apart, you grasp her hips and move your face towards her delicate folds. She shivers as you gently kiss her clit while Giuseppe continues to massage her breasts. You salivate in anticipation as you kiss lower, her labia soft and moist. You kiss your way up and down her slit until Helga can’t stand it any longer.
“Do it!” She hisses, a hint of irritation in her voice. You chuckle before parting her puffy lips with your tongue. Her pussy is sodden and you eagerly devour her juicy slit, her taste intoxicating. Helga gasps with delight as you plunge your tongue inside her. Glancing up at her, you can see her blue eyes gazing back at you, her lips pouting as she revels in both yours and Giuseppe’s attentions.
“Damn, sweetheart, looks like you’re good at that.” He smirks, watching you closely over Helga’s shoulder.
“Oh, she is.” She moans thickly. “So good!” You can feel your own pussy becoming increasingly wet with each passing moment and while you yearn to have your own needs satisfied, you are determined to bring Helga to her climax first. Her moans sound increasingly desperate and you know she won’t last much longer. Giuseppe’s hands roam over her body and you can feel him grinding himself against her buttocks, pushing her against your probing tongue.
“You’re close, aren’t you?” He hisses in her ear.
“Ja, ja!” She gasps, frantic now. You continue to lap at her, enjoying her sweet taste. Her moans trail away and she stiffens, falling silent. A moment later, her cry of ecstasy fills the shack and she bucks against your face as a powerful orgasm consumes her. You can feel her clit twitching with each pulse as she gasps with pleasure. When her climax subsides, you sit back and grin up at her, feeling her wetness on your face and knowing your lips and chin will be glistening with her juices. Helga pants for breath and smiles weakly down at you.
“Incredible.” She finally sighs. “You have a rare skill.”
“I’d like to judge that for myself.” Giuseppe grins, stepping out from behind her, his swollen cock jutting towards you and practically demanding attention.
Take Giuseppe into your mouth
Have Helga return the favor
“Ain’t gonna happen.” You tell him firmly. Giuseppe blinks in surprise, his confidence momentarily punctured. Helga chuckles before turning to face him, looping her arms around his neck and kissing him long and hard. She breaks the kiss and turns away from him, sauntering across the shack to the bed and bending over it, her long legs parted in anticipation, her toned buttocks thrust up in the air. Glancing over her shoulder, she grins back at you both.
“Well, what are you waiting for?” She purrs. Giuseppe steps eagerly forward, his rigid cock swaying before him. As he guides it to her opening, the tingle of excitement between your legs reminds you that your own needs have yet to be satisfied. Helga gasps as he enters her while you join her on the bed.
“Your turn?” She chuckles, her pale blue eyes glinting. You nod, eagerly sliding your body before her, your thighs open and your pussy aching for attention. She drops her head between your legs and you moan with delight as you feel her tongue slip inside you.
“Yes,” You purr, reaching down and slipping your fingers into her long, blonde hair, “Yes, eat me, lick my pussy.” Helga seems only too happy to oblige, keeping her mouth clamped to your slit even while Giuseppe pounds into her, shunting her forward with each thrust. Her tongue delves inside you, lapping slowly as she explores your juicy furrow. You will her to slide her tongue up to your clitoris, but she concentrates on your opening, resisting you even when you try to guide her upwards. Giuseppe seems to have quickened his pace, his excitement perhaps piqued by the sight before him.
“This ain’t how I saw my day going when I woke up this morning.” He grins, seeing you gazing up at him. You return his smile before you gasp as you feel Helga’s tongue flick over your clit. Her pale blue eyes meet yours, glinting mischievously as she finally teases your sensitive little button. It feels incredible and you know you won’t last much longer.
Let Helga finish what she’s started
You’re ready for Giuseppe’s cock
“Sure.” You smile, beckoning him towards you. His grin broadens and he takes Helga’s place before you. Reaching out, you explore his straining length with your fingertips. The crown is swollen and already leaking pre-come. You playfully work the bead of cloudy fluid into the taut purple tinged skin and he grunts at the sensation. Helga has moved to your side and watches closely, her pale blue eyes gleaming as you tease him.
“C’mon sweetheart.” Giuseppe groans as you continue to run your fingers up and down his length. You chuckle and wrap your fingers around his shaft, craning your head forward as you slowly stroke him.
“You want me to suck it?” You inquire, gazing up at him from beneath your eyelashes. Giuseppe eagerly nods and you giggle before leaning forward and kissing the tip. He pushes forward, increasingly desperate, but you pull away and grin up at him, your fingers continuing to slide up and down his length. Helga chuckles, clearly enjoying watching you mercilessly teasing him. As another bead of pre-come oozes from the tip, you lean forward again and this time swipe your tongue over it. As you collect the tiny droplet, your pussy tingles, the salty taste exciting you.
“Uhh yeah.” Giuseppe moans. “Suck it.” Your eyes flick up to meet his. “Please.” He adds, his face flushed with his arousal. Smiling, you finally relent and take him into your mouth. He gasps as you wrap your lips around him, the tip hot against your tongue. You begin to rock your head back and forth, gently sucking him while stroking the lower portion of his straining cock. As Giuseppe groans with pleasure, Helga smiles, watching closely.
“You look like you’ve a talent for that too.” She murmurs. You settle into a rhythm, the musky taste of Giuseppe’s engorged shaft making you squirm as your pussy aches for attention. Helga chuckles and reaches between your legs, her fingertips curling up inside you. “You’re so wet!” She breathes, smiling with amusement. As she begins to work her fingers within your sopping wet opening, your moans of pleasure are muffled by the thick cock in your mouth.
“Oh fuck.” Giuseppe groans, his eyes as wide as dinner plates as he watches his cock slipping in and out of your mouth while Helga pleasures you. The excitement of fellating him combined with the wonderful sensation of Helga’s fingers alternating between sinking inside you and rubbing at your clit has your orgasm rapidly building. Judging by Giuseppe’s breathless pants, he is closer still.
Finish him off in your mouth while Helga’s fingers work their magic
Take him inside you instead
Giuseppe groans with frustration as you pull him from your lips and scramble to your feet, Helga’s fingers slipping from your pussy.
“Fuck me.” You tell him breathlessly, gazing deeply into his eyes. “Fuck me hard.” He nods and takes you in his arms, kissing you hungrily, his tongue spearing between your lips. You kiss him back just as passionately, dimly aware of him sweeping you across the room. You gasp in surprise as you feel him press you up against the timber wall of the shack, fumbling between your bodies as he guides his cock between your legs. Shifting your weight onto one leg, you lift the other, wrapping it around his thigh as you feel the bulbous crown press against your labia. Giuseppe grunts as he thrusts inside you, his shaft lubricated by your saliva sliding easily inside your slippery pussy despite its girth. He rams himself up inside you, your body rising up against the weather beaten boards of the shack. As you moan with pleasure, he gazes into your eyes.
“That hard enough for you, sweetheart?” He asks, flashing you a cocky smirk.
“I’ve been fucked harder.” You pant, returning his smile.
“You have, huh?” Giuseppe chuckles, quickening his pace. What he lacks in finesse, he more than makes up for in enthusiasm and before long, you can feel your orgasm rising within you.
“Don’t stop.” You groan. “I’m so close.” As your gaze meets his, there is an
almost feral lust in his eyes as he too closes in. He pounds into you, the wooden boards creaking in protest behind you. The warmth deep within you grows hotter with each passing moment until he sends you over the edge.
“Yes!” Your cry of release fills the tiny shack as your body trembles against his. Pulses of pure pleasure radiate out from your pussy, making your extremities tingle and yet Giuseppe continues to slam into you, relentlessly seeking his own release. It arrives moments after yours, his hands tightening around you, his jaw clenching before he bellows, exploding inside you. You gasp at the sensation as you feel his hot seed blasting deep within your pussy. He grunts with each spurt, his body shuddering against yours until he finally relaxes, his hot panting breath against your cheek. After a moment, he pulls back a little, his eyes meeting yours.
“Glad you joined in, eh?” He grins, cocking an eyebrow.
“I’ll probably be picking splinters out of my ass for a week.” You mutter. “But yeah, it was pretty damn good.” As he withdraws from you, you suddenly wonder what happened to Helga. Glancing towards the bed, you smile. She is lying lazily across it, her head propped up with a pillow against the wall, her eyes closed and a blissful smile plastered across her face. Her right hand is still pressed between her legs, her chest heaving.
“Looks like your Nazi pal enjoyed the show too.” Giuseppe smirks before stiffening. “Wait, can I hear voices outside?”
“Sheisse!” Helga gasps, swiftly clambering to her feet and turning wide-eyed to you. “They’re here! Quickly, get dressed!” You all hurriedly pull on your clothes before emerging from the shack. A German U boat is moored on the other side of the jetty next to Giuseppe’s seaplane, the gray hull glistening with seawater. A grizzled old sailor stands waiting on the jetty.
“Herr Kapitän, I presume.” Giuseppe drawls. Helga nods, straightening. You smirk. While she is back in her black SS uniform, her flushed face and disheveled hair leave little doubt as to her recent activities. She strides towards him, the captain stiffening and snapping off a crisp Nazi salute. She speaks to him for a moment in German before turning to Giuseppe.
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