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The Quest Begins
Glory Mounds is a young American woman suddenly embroiled in World War II Europe. She is twenty-four years old, and absolutely stunning! Standing 5'9" tall, she is athletic, yet voluptuous at the same time. Her lush golden hair hangs to the middle of her back, and her brilliant blue eyes are mesmerizing. She's large breasted, has a narrow waist, and has long, gorgeous legs. Matching her good looks though, is her intelligence. She graduated near the top of her class from the University of Houston, and she is employed as a translator and personal assistant to an international businessman. Having accompanied her boss, Jonathon Moore to Switzerland on a business trip, they are trapped in hostile territory after the Japanese attack Pearl Harbor. Moore is a very wealthy man, and well known throughout Europe, and he is quickly targeted by the Gestapo. German agents kidnap the two Americans, and Glory is lucky to escape with her life. While common sense would dictate that she go into hiding, Glory is made of sterner stuff! She soon formulates a plan to rescue her beloved employer, and enlists the aid of a nineteen year old bell-boy, named Henri?
Chapter Four
They slept late the next morning, and Glory awoke with Moore snuggled against her back. His right arm was wrapped around her, and his hand was softly kneading her right breast, and she could feel his warm erection nestled between her cheeks. She murmured, ?Good morning!? as she began moving her bottom against him. He licked her ear in response, as his hand moved down her torso, and tickled the soft patch of hair below.
She gripped his shaft, by clinching her buttocks, as he ground against her, then, after a few moments, he pulled his penis free, and rolled her onto her back. As he moved on top of her, she spread her legs for him, and smiled up into his handsome face. He held himself up with his arms, as she guided his pulsing shaft into her already wet pussy. Moore let out a long sigh of satisfaction, as he buried his hot member inside her, and she crossed her ankles behind his back. He then lowered his chest to hers, and marveled at the feel of her. Her large breasts were crushed against him and he could feel her hard nipples poking into his chest. Glory had amazing muscle control, and he loved the way her pussy pulsed around his cock, while drenching him with her hot slick juices.
Moving in and out of her slowly, he held out as long as he could, but soon, his body convulsed with a powerful orgasm. He let out a low, lusty growl, as he pounded into her warm young body, and his balls emptied into her. Spent at last, he lay prone on top of her, while she held him tenderly in her arms for several minutes. Once he had caught his breath, he pulled out of her oozing pussy, and lay down beside her. Propped up on one elbow, he lovingly fondled her breasts, as he said, ?My dear, you've given an old man new life! Why don't you take your shower, while I order us some breakfast.? Then, kissing her on the cheek, he got up and walked naked into the living room, where his robe had been left the night before. While Glory showered, Moore sat down and made a number of calls.
Breakfast had already arrived by the time Glory reappeared, wrapped in a large bath towel, with another one wrapped around her hair. Moore was astounded that she could look so lovely, with no makeup, and her hair bundled up in a damp towel. As they sat, enjoying a lavish variety of sausages, boiled eggs, fish, breads, and coffee, Moore told her about his other calls. ?Don't get dressed yet my dear, in an hour, there will be a masseur coming up to give you a massage. The hotel manager said that he has worked on many of the hotel's guests, and he comes highly recommended. Then at twelve, one of the finest dress shops in the city will be bringing some new clothes for you to try. Oh, and a Mrs. Von Stodt, will be bringing some lingerie and makeup. Pick whatever you like, and don't be concerned with the cost; this is simply a small token of my appreciation for what you have done for me.?
Glory excitedly gave him a big hug and thanked him. Moore said, ?I must shower and dress now; I?m supposed to be at the bank in an hour. I will be some time, I'm afraid, but I will be back in time to take you to dinner. Until then, relax and enjoy your afternoon.?
About twenty minutes after Moore had left, Glory answered a knock on the door to a blonde haired, muscular man, named Lars. He was dressed in white shoes, pants, and tee shirt, and he was carrying a folding massage table in one hand, and a tote bag in his other. She let him in, and closed the door behind him, as he set the table up in the middle of the living room. In heavily accented English, he said, ?Please lie face down on the table, Fraulein, with this towel across your buttocks.?
Glory smiled at his formal terminology, and then turning her back to him, she unwrapped the bath towel from her and tossed it on the sofa. She felt his eyes on her, and she tingled in embarrassed excitement, as she climbed up on the table. Then she awkwardly reached behind her to drape the smaller towel across her shapely rear, all while Lars watched her intently, with a smile plastered on his handsome face.
As she tried to relax on the table, he stood at her head and pulled her long hair off to one side of her face, then began lightly stroking her from the neck to the small of her back. Her skin began to warm as the force of his strokes increased, and she moaned softly in pleasure, as his strong hands roamed over her flesh. His fingers kneaded her muscles from the nape of neck, to just under the top edge of the towel. Lars then moved around the table to Glory's left side, as he continued to work her back muscles. Using strong, pulling strokes, he moved his hands from her far side to her near side, causing her to rock gently on the table. She felt herself melting, as his strong hands worked the massage oil into her skin. ?Oh my God,? she thought, ?this feels wonderful!?
Then, just as she was about to drift off to sleep, Glory's heart jumped, as he moved the towel up, laying it across her back, and exposing her naked rear! Before she could protest, he trickled some more oil on her, only this time, right on her bottom. She gasped in surprise, and felt his hands expertly massaging her firm, round buttocks, as she fought to lie still. She knew that this was just part of the massage, but she couldn't stop herself from becoming aroused, as his skilled hands continued to move over, and then, between her cheeks! Her eyes were wide, and her breath came in sharp gulps, as she experienced the most incredible sensations! Lying naked, and totally exposed, and having a stranger touch her there, was almost more than she could stand! Moore had felt wonderful inside her that morning, but after cumming himself, he had left her unsatisfied. Now, with this handsome stranger massaging her naked body, her pussy was suddenly throbbing with desire!
Using lightly scented oil, he worked his fingers all over her resilient flesh, and even up and down her crevice, causing her to squirm, each time his slick fingers would slide over her anus. Then, as his hands massaged the creases between her crotch and upper thighs, he kept lightly brushing against her rapidly warming labia. His warm, slick hands quickly caused Glory's pussy to moisten, and her juices trickled out to mingle with the massage oil. She bit her lower lip, trying to control her body, as she felt the powerful stirrings of an orgasm building within her! And as he continued moving his hands over her bottom, she moved her own hand outward, just a little, to press lightly against his crotch! He made no protest, and she grinned, as she could feel his semi erect cock through the material of his pants. He felt large, and warm against her hand, and she was sorely tempted to wrap her fingers around his thickening shaft!
Just before she came though, he pulled his hand away from her crotch and moved down the outside of her legs, then back up on the inside surfaces. As his hands would reach the top of her legs, his fingers would lightly graze her pubic hair, again and again. With each upward stroke, Glory would moan softly and her bottom would automatically rise to meet his touch. Without trying to seem too obvious, she slowly spread her legs a little to give him better access! His frequent brushes against her vulva, had her wishing that he would go ahead and massage her there too! Lars had moved to the foot of the table and she knew that he was looking straight up into her wet center, each time her pelvis moved up and down. Despite feeling like a shameless exhibitionist, she wanted him to look at her, and she wanted him to want her!
Taking his time, he methodically worked the muscles of each of her long legs, and then he went to work on each foot. Glory groaned in rapture, as he kneaded every inch of her feet. Never, had she realized that there were so many nerve ending located there! When he finished, he slowly began moving up her legs again, and then
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began a very deep, wonderfully erotic massage of her buttocks again.
As he kneaded, and squeezed her buns, Glory eased her left hand outward again, to surreptitiously press against his bulging crotch. Obviously, she wasn?t the only one being stimulated by his intimate touch! Lars said nothing, but he leaned harder against her hand, as he continued to massage her tush. Then she heard him gasp, and groan, as her hand gripped his shaft through his pants! Unable to resist any longer, she gripped his cock and then she began stroking him in earnest. Both of them groaned in pleasure, as they brought each other to the very brink of climax! After a few moments though, he lifted his hands from her, and took a step back from the table.
"Please turn over now," he said, in a husky voice. Glory carefully rolled onto her back, still breathing heavily, and allowed her towel to fall to the floor. She looked up into his strong Nordic face, as his piercing blue eyes moved over her trembling body. His face broke into a beautiful smile, as his gaze wandered from Glory's blushing face, over her heaving breasts, down her flat stomach, and finally stopped at her delightful triangle of wispy blonde hair. He moved to the head of the table again, and gently caressed her face. Then he slowly moved his hands to massage the sides of her neck. As he worked, Glory rolled her eyes upward to stare at the very obvious erection in his pants. His cock was held straight up, confined by the denim material, and it was clearly outlined. She could also see a large bulge below his shaft, caused by an obviously impressive set of balls. Glory had never wanted to strip a man, and take him, as bad as she did right then!
Lars moved his hands from her neck and shoulders, down between her breasts, over her belly, and then lightly brushed the top of her pubic hair, before sliding outward to her sides. Then, pulling his hands back to their starting point, he repeated the strokes over and over. With each downward stroke, he had to lean forward, and his bulging crotch was only inches from her face. Her lips parted slightly, and she whimpered softly, desperately wanting to taste his hard manhood!
Next, he used both hands to massage each of her breasts. Using opposing, circular motions, he worked from their base, up to each plump nipple. Her firm, but pliant flesh, bulged between his fingers, and he quickly had both of them groaning with desire. Then, he dribbled more oil on her, as he gently pulled and pinched her nipples until they were each rock hard, and Glory was breathing heavily and squirming under his talented touch.
Stepping back to the side of the table, Lars pushed her thighs apart, and lightly rested his left hand over her exposed mons veneris. Taking the bottle of oil in his other hand, he dribbled a small amount onto his left fingers, letting it ooze between them, and onto her labia. She moaned softly as the slick fluid trickled down, and oozed over her tender folds. As he began moving his fingers all around her crotch, she spread her legs even further, as her right hand caressed his firm rear. With his right hand, he gently rolled her delicate pussy lips between his fingers, and tugged on them with a light force. Then, using his thumb and index finger, he did the same with her extended clitoris. Pure animal lust growled out of her throat, and her back arched, as he played with her clit, while softly blowing across it, through his pursed lips.
Straightening, Lars moved his left hand up to her breasts, as his right hand pressed against her pussy for a moment. Then, slipping his thumb inside her, he rocked his hand back and forth over her hardened clit, as he lowered his mouth to her nipples. He nibbled each of them gently, as his thumb moved back and forth across her G-spot, and the web of his hand continued to rub her erect clit.
Glory moaned, and her pelvis ground against his hand, as she held his face to her breasts. And when she came, she would have literally bucked off of the table, if Lars hadn't held her down! She couldn't ever remember having such an incredibly powerful climax. What began as a gentle wave, quickly became an overpowering tsunami! All intelligent thought, all muscle control, and all sense of propriety, were washed away with the tide of her orgasm! She screamed out in abandon, as strong jets of her cum shot out past his thumb, and he kept wave after wave of pleasure rolling through her body. She bucked wildly on the narrow table for more than a full minute, as the almost painfully hot cum shot out of her in a thick, white spray, and her thighs clamped down hard on his hand.
When the orgasm finally subsided, she lay sprawled on the table, completely spent. Beads of sweat covered her body, as a small river of cum flowed thickly from her pussy. No one had ever taken her to such an extreme climax before, and she looked at Lars with a sense of wonder. As she lay there catching her breath, Lars looked into her eyes, and as he smiled down at her, he slowly pulled his thumb out of her and sucked her love-juices from his hand. Then he unbuckled his belt and pushed his pants and boxers down to his knees, revealing his engorged penis.
Glory weakly turned onto her side, as he moved against the table. Then, she took his hot member in her hand as she leaned her face closer to him. His cock was very thick, and about seven inches long, and his balls were large and very full. There were many veins showing through his pale skin and she toyed with the huge one, which ran along the underside of his shaft. His pubic hair was straw colored and very curly, and as she cupped his testicles in her hand, her lips wrapped around his twitching shaft. Intoxicated by his musk, her left hand used a pulsing grip on his balls, as her tongue rolled around the bulbous head.
Now it was his turn to moan in pleasure, as her nose sank into his blonde pubic hair and his shaft sank into her throat. Squeezing his balls in rhythm to her head bobbing on his penis, she quickly caused him to explode in her mouth! His hot stream of juice shot directly down her throat, as he bucked against her face and massaged her breasts. Moving her hand up and down the length of his shaft, she milked him dry, as her tongue eagerly lapped up every drop of his thick cum.
When he finally pulled his cock away from her, he pulled his pants back up then bent over to kiss her mouth. They both moaned in passion as their tongues danced with one another, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. Finally, he lifted his face from hers, and he said, ?That was wonderful Fraulein, but I must go before I get into trouble.? Glory got up and stood there happily naked, and well satisfied, watching him as he folded the table and put his oils away in his carryall. Turning to her again, she stepped into his arms and kissed him long and hard again, pressing her bare breasts against his muscular chest, before finally allowing him to leave. Once he was gone, Glory ran to her shower, giggling in pleasure, and wearing a big grin on her face, as she thought about how much she loved room service!
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