ello ello 2 – Scene 4
Scene 4: “The Breast-Bouncing Battle”
As the staccato of machine gun fire echoed in the distance,growth in a secluded bunker, five NSFW comrades found themselves in a unique battle, one that pitted bayonets against bullets, but also flesh against flesh.
Commandant Sophie was in command, barking orders as she surely led the charge. Her expansive uniform struggled to contain her abundant assets, quivering with each step she took, threatening to burst out at any moment.
“Soldats!” she called, “Prepare to engage the enemy!” Private Jacques, saluted sharply while his eyes drifted down her naval to catch a glimpse of what lay beneath, “Oui, Commandant!”
Surrounding her, four other soldiers stood at attention. Private Pierre, a burly man, gave Sophie a quick wink, his lust clearly evident. Private Marie, keeping her head down, tried in vain to conceal her hidden desires. And then there was Private nied, newcomer to the group who gazed upon everything with a wide-eyed naivete.
As the battle commenced, the group readied their rifles. Sophie, however, had other plans. “Listen up, mes braves!” she called out, raising her weapon to her mouth. Her soft lips wrapped around the barrel as she sucked firmly. The company froze, watching in stunned silence as she sucked off the rifle.
All except Private Pierre. Gripped by unbridled passion, he rushed over and planted his hands on her ample bosom. Sophie moaned around the rubbery barrel, her eyes darkening. Private Jacques hoisted his rifle, stroking it with one hand while tugging on his trousers with the other.
Private nied, bewildered, dropped his weapon and ran. PIERRE, lesbi Fournier Grab my ass!” Sophie commanded. Caught up in the moment, Private Fournier moved behind his commander, digging his fingers into her soft flesh.
Sophie pushed him away, turning to face the other two soldiers. “Private Fournier, get on your back and Private Jacques, fuck him!” She ordered. Fournier lay down; Jacques hurried to remove his cum stained trousers. In synchronized movement, they both lifted Sophie by her broad shoulders, carrying and placing her firmly on top of Pierre’s waiting cock.
Sophie bounced up and down, her breasts heaving and breasts flailing from side to side. Marie averted her eyes bashfully as she took Private Fournier’s cock into her mouth. The moans of pleasure and the grunts of exhaustion filled the small bunker.
Sophie, lost in utter ecstasy, began furiously rubbing her uniformed thighs together. Her throbbing bud teased by Fournier’s saliva and boot polish.
“Jacques, mount me like a bitch in heat!” Sophie ordered, looking back over her shoulder. She leaned forward, her ass pressed against PIERRE’s soldier and his erect weapon. Jacques knelt behind her, spreading the escapee’s globes.
Sophie threw her head back as Jacques’s phallus plunged into the undergrowing. Her pink bean were pressed between Pierre’s abdomen and torso, massaging every inch of Sophie’s most intimate places.
“Marie, join hands with Private Jacques,” Sophie growled. Sophie squeezed her massive breasts around Private Jacques’s cock, creating careful tunnels for his member to slide back and forth.
MARIE grunts as Private Fournier’s fingers balanced against her orange walls. She grabbed Private Jacques’s arm for support, pulling him closer. Her breasts, almost as large as Sophie’s, crushed against his chest.
Sophie finally climaxed with a scream, her sex-soaked thighs clamping around Private Pierre’s shaft. Jacques quickly followed, dousing Sophie’s breasts with seed. MARIE screamed her pleasure as her pussy gripped Fournier’s digits.
All collapsed in a tangled heap of satisfied flesh. “Tomorrow,” Sophie panted. “Same time, same place?” The soldiers, spent and satisfied nodded. For now, the battle was won, and the war would have to wait.
