Posted by TKDBB on October 06, 2000 at 07:34:23:
Chapter 4 -Descent to Doom
"God damn brass really fucked this one up", Mike thought as he floated down into the maelstrom of bullets being thrown up by the Nazi babes. By sheer luck he avoided injury while all around him the GI's bodies danced from their chute cords like puppets in a grotesque slaughterhouse. He tried to shoot back with his British made Sten gun but the recoil made it impossible to aim. Still, he had to try as did the other GI's still alive. Mike was forced to fire in short, three round bursts, then wait for himself to steady and fire again. He thought he hit one of the bitches. Two other girls in his field of view kissed the dirt in quick succession.
Erika Snetz rasped out a lusty moan. She had the American girl backed into a corner and the Yanks hot lips were circling the Krauts areola. Erika's lush, pink nipples stood out from her firm, milky breasts, begging for more suckling. The Wehrmacht jacket and blouse hung open from her satin smooth shoulders. She shook her head, waving long curly tresses. Erika was a green-eyed red head with alabaster skin and full red lips. Her mother, also a beautiful woman, had been a nurse in the first Great War. She was trapped behind enemy lines when the front shifted and capture by a rouge Scottish soldier. For two days he had raped her before the front shifted back. The outrage German squad that rescued the nurse executed the rapist on the spot. Erika's mother never fully recovered from the trauma and died quite young. The orphan girl grew up with a fear and mistrust of all men. She was twenty-three and still a virgin; if you didn't count lesbian trysts. In those, she was very experienced. The little American brunette was also talented. She had Erika clawing her ass, nearing orgasm when the air raid alarm sounded.
"Damn it!" Erika howled, "Stay here, I'll be right back".
The horny Nazi pulled her jacket together with one button. She didn't bother with the blouse. The tops of her breasts pushed out from the deep vee of the constraining jacket. She grabbed her Schmieser sub-machine gun and ran out of the barracks.
Erika stood in the compound, legs apart, tits bursting from her jacket, and lasted away at the descending men. She allowed herself to smile when her burst hit home and one man grasped vainly at his shattered family jewels. He was raked from the groin to sternum
Then it was Erika's turn to grimace. Two lucky rounds found the soft pillows of her tits. Coming down at a forty-five degree angle, Mike's bullets pierced the tops of her twin mounds. Two ragged black holes erupted with crimson. The left side hit nothing vital but the right shattered a rib and drove the shards into her lung. She staggered back, grasping at her mutilated boobs. In her agony, she tore them free of the jacket. Erika fell down on her back, legs open, still mawing her own tits. She looked like she was offering her lush body to the invaders rather than grimacing in pain. One of the paratroopers put three rounds into her belly and sternum. Erika's back arched high then fell back. Her eyes were wide with shock as she coughed out a gout of blood and her head lolled to one side.
About twenty yards from Erika's dead body, another Wehrmacht girl caught a stray slug in the top of her head, dying instantly.
"Eeeeeiiiiiiaaaaa!" Tania screamed out. Two bullets hit her, first in the gut, then the right thigh. The third plowed harmlessly in the dirt. She spun in a half circle and fell. Dark red blood covered the hand she pressed to her belly. The bullet had penetrated her liver. The hole in her thigh spurted out fluid like a small geyser. Tania's femoral artery had been severed. She could feel her limbs getting cold and her eyesight was fading to black. Tania was dying and she knew it. She paid her peace with God and lay back waiting for the rapture to engulf her. In five minutes it was over for her.
But not for the rest of the combatants. The ten surviving men hit the ground at various places around the island. They shed their chutes and engaged the women. Three never had the chance. Ten machine gun toting amazons surrounded Mike and two others as they landed in open ground. The GI's had no choice but to give up.
Rod landed in a rock outcropping. He slipped his chute and slid a new magazine into his Sten. He had put his last burst into Erika's prone body, taking a lot of pleasure out of stitching the helpless German girl. He circled out of the rocks and ran right into Gabriele how had followed his chute down and was approaching from the other side.
"Bbbrrraaappppp!"
"Buddaadddaaddaaa!"
Man and woman, American and German, the two opened up at the same instant.
"Ggguuuurrrppp!" grunted Rod as bullets ripped across his abdomen and lower chest.
"Aaaaeeeiiiiiiii!" squealed Gabriele. The burst took her low across the pelvis, tearing open her hips and pussy. The black cat suit hid some of the copious blood flow but Gabriele was seriously wounded. She fought to remain upright and lowered her gun toward the now fallen Rod.
"Bbbrrraaappppp!" He got off a second burst before she could.
"Uurrpp!" She gagged as the hot lead tore into her left chest. Her tit took four hits, her shoulder two more. Gabriele's big blue eyes rolled up in her head and she pitched forward. Her knees hit first then she toppled onto the dying GI. As her soft, sexy body
fell on Rod, her trigger finger twitched a death spasm.
"Buddaaaa!" The German lead exacted some revenge as it tore off the top of Rod's head.
Three Wehrmacht girls outflanked Jim. Their combined fire forced him to stay down. Then one girl, a busty brunette, charged his position. He caught her in open ground and laced her massive tits with lethally stinging lead. The girl stopped short, stared down at her bleeding boobs and collapsed. While the bosomy brunette was sacrificing her plump body, one of the others circled around and drilled Jim in the back. He never knew what hit him.
Four more GI's died without any more German losses. John put up a good fight, wounding one girl in the leg and ass before taking a bullet in the shoulder. He was captured alive. Eva marched the man back to the compound where the survivors were huddled. As he neared the area, John pretended to stumble. Eva fell for the ruse. She went to steady him and he grabbed her around the neck. His arm was aching terribly but he managed to hold the struggling Nazi and pull his field knife. He spun her toward the other German girls who were ready to shoot him.
"Back off or she dies!" he warned with the knife poised under her left tit.
"Swine, you can't get away, let her go", ordered one of the girls.
John sneered back, "at least I can take her with me!" With that, he plunged the knife into Eva's chest.
"Noooooooo!" Juli had been watching from the barracks and now she screamed out in anguish as Eva slumped in John's arms. Juli ran out with a piece of two-by-four and walloped John in the side of the head before the startled German girls could react.
Juli knelt by the dying Eva as the German girls dragged John away. She held the Nazi's head in her lap, stroking her hair. Eva looked up into her eyes and gasped.
"It could have been so gooooooooodd", and then she died in the Chinese girls arms.