Eric Jurgens - Nazi joy camp

Kurt rolled on top of Ruth and carefully took her legs in his hands and moved them over her shoulders. He eased his long moisture glistening cock into her, slowly, until it was all there, deep into her. He moved his hips slightly from side to side and then pushed heavily against her very core. Ruth responded by slipping her legs to his waist and clamping them about him. He kissed her fully on the mouth and ran his tongue inside, then he began a long smooth stroking of her vagina with his long, hard cock.

Much to Ruth's surprise she was ready for Kurt when he eased into her. She accepted him gratefully, pulling him snugly to her with her legs. He hurt her slightly when he ground down into her, causing her to cry, "Oh… Oh… Please Kurt." He then began to ease out of her, causing the fire to burst into flame inside her.

Kurt had to cum again. He began to move faster, dying with the heavenly heat of her vagina walls clasping warmly against his hard, throbbing prick. He rocked gently into her and then ground down and then stroked faster. He pounded and pushed and plunged and his desire began to build with a rapidity that shocked even him. He pounded and socked and rammed into her, then without being able to hold back any longer threw his head back and moved his body slightly forward and slipped a notch further into the center of her heat and his fluid was suddenly bursting for release. "Ah… ahhh… aahh…" he screamed as he shot his hot liquid deep into her little cunt. Even drained he continued to push and pound and grind into her until she came again, moving her little body violently under his with all her strength and sucking him deep into the heat of her smooth quivering belly.

They clung to each other for a long time after, each reluctant to withdraw from the other. Kurt felt that he could have fucked her a thousand times, but he did not want to over-tire Ruth. His prick remained hard and stiff inside her but he knew when she wanted him to withdraw. He did so, slowly, then lay exhausted alongside her. She put her hands on his face and into his hair and whispered, "Kurt, I'm sorry. I just can't take anymore. And I must go get us some food, anyway. I just hate to leave you even for a minute."

"That's okay. We've got a couple of days, I guess. I am hungry." He paused and looked over at Elizabeth's bed. Then hesitantly, "Maybe I could pay her a little visit while you're gone," he laughed, indicating to Ruth that it would be a joke if she wanted it to be.

"That's an idea. But… Kurt… I would like you to do it to me again later."

"Don't worry, baby, I'll be ready when you are. You'll see. I haven't seen any action for over a year. You'll see," he repeated, his eyes resting on Elizabeth.

"Ha!" Ruth laughed, a tinge of jealousy tearing at her heart, "You have been gone a long time." She paused, hating herself for feeling so possessive of him, then, "I'll get dressed – you go ahead, Kurt. But be gentle. She's been hurt."

Ruth got off the bed and began to dress. Kurt watched her with hungry eyes, his prick still hard and erect. When she was dressed and ready to leave she went to the bed and leaned over and kissed him. Before she was through the door Kurt was on his way to Elizabeth. Ruth gave the door an angry slam and stepped out into the brisk air.

Ruth was more than disappointed at the base store. The shelves were almost bare. There was a little stale bread and a few withered vegetables. All the tinned meat and other edible food was priced far beyond her reach. She wondered whoever would be able to purchase such luxury items since one small tin was priced in coupons amounting to a weeks work for both herself and Elizabeth. It occurred to her that most of her coupons were probably stolen before they were issued to the soldiers. And, even if they weren't, the food would have a hard time reaching the shelves anyway.

"Hurry up, Jew, I wanna close the place," a disgruntled voice told her.

Ruth colored instantly as she always did when she heard herself called a Jew. She turned to look at the person from whom the voice came. She couldn't believe the look of him. He was fat beyond imagination. He had a large bag on the counter, filled to overflowing with food. Ruth looked at him, hating his obesity and his gathering of food that she was sure was intended for the girls.

Ruth took a deep breath and laid her meager purchase on the counter alongside his bulging shopping bag. "Is there anything in there that I can afford?" she asked, using almost all her reserve energy just to put the question.

The fat soldier smiled cruelly. "Depends," he said, looking her over slowly. "What could you do to earn it, Jew?"

Ruth backed off a couple of steps, then recovered herself and plunged ahead. "I have about three extra coupons. I thought that maybe there was a bargain there…" she peered into the bag.

The fat soldier pulled the top of the bag closed with both fat hands, but not before Ruth had seen that it contained almost all tinned goods. "You fucking Jews are all alike," he sneered, "Always wanting something for nothing. You're not worth a God-damned can of beans. The Russians will feed ya," he laughed.

Ruth's legs trembled. Suddenly, all she wanted was out and away from the sight of him. She threw her coupons down on the counter top and, picking up her purchases, almost ran through the door. She leaned against the wall of the building in order to steady herself. She seemed to be growing weaker each day, she told herself, then decided that it was from lack of food and rest. She decided to stand a few minutes longer, just as she was, until she felt like moving on.

Ruth was standing in the shadow of the building, yet close to the door from which she had just exited. She was not surprised to see a truck pull up to the front of the building. Her curiosity was not aroused until Nurse Hilde jumped down from the cab of the truck. She watched the nurse enter the store and decided to wait until she came out. She didn't have long. The driver of the truck jumped down from the other side and came around to the opposite one and held out his hands for the large bundle of tinned goods that the fat man handed him. Nurse Hilde stood by, watching the two men closely.

"Ach," the fat one said, in a loud whisper, "when we leave here tomorrow we'll have enough food to take us all the way to Switzerland."

"Shut up, you idiot!" Nurse Hilde hissed, "You want us all arrested?"

"You think the walls of the buildings have ears?" He demanded of her. "You just get the papers fixed up, that's all I ask of you, slut."

"I have the papers and the maps, so shut your fucking face," the other soldier replied.

Ruth's ears pricked up immediately. It was the voice of the truck-driver turned police sergeant. She couldn't believe what she had heard. These three were planing on leaving the next day together. She thought it ironic that they were taking most of the supply of food with them. She eased her way along the building until she came to the end of it, then slipped quietly around the corner and ran back to her cabin.

Pushing open the door, she turned away immediately. Kurt was moaning: "Uh… Uh… Uh…" as he pushed slowly into Elizabeth's tight clasping pussy. "Ah… Ah… Ah…" she answered him in turn. Ruth tried to ignore them and was successful at doing so. It was only seconds until Kurt roared out in pleasure completed and then the bed ground twice and Ruth knew that he had gotten off her and was lying on his back.

"You're back," he said.

"Yes," Ruth replied, her back turned to the two of them. "I'll… I'll make something to eat." She busied herself at the task she started, her eyes blinded by tears of jealously. She failed to hear Kurt approach her. Suddenly she felt his arms sliding around her and his strong hands cupping her breasts. His still stiff rod pressed against her back.