Deep In Enemy Territory

Let's see... Trigger warnings galore for non-existing or dubious consent where consent would be very much required, parallels to past, current and future war crimes and human rights violations, rampant abuse of power and inappropriate banter. The tags are your friend. This story features frankly unforgivable behaviour in a very lighthearted and unserious way. If that's your idea of fun, shame on you, and also Hi!

Deep In Enemy Territory

"So, you're one of the baaaad guys, huh?" Kathy said, poking the sitting prisoner with the butt of her service rifle.

The man flinched, and moved a bit further away from her. Tied up as he was, his wriggle room was mostly reduced to his rump.

"Kathy, maybe you shouldn't... They told us to keep our distance, with the prisoners...?" That was her comrade Philadelphia - or Philly. Her big, round glasses were shimmering in the twilight of the little desert bunker they were holding the captive in.

Kathy shrugged. "Meh. They just think we can't handle ourselves, because we're..." - she fell into her best impression of an obnoxious high school bully - "Vuuulnerable little teenage girls. Nothing but delicate little desert flowers. And this one's such a big, scary enemy warrior..."

She chuckled and gave the prisoner of war another good shove, this one with the palm of her hand. "Isn't that right, you big scary warrior...?"

The man sighed, and closed his eyes. "Please... If you could just leave me at peace, for a bit...?"

"Oh, like you left our COUNTRY at peace, you little fck?" Kathy said.

She gave him another shove. "Whatcha gonna do about it, huh? Huh?"

She put her rifle safely to the side, crouched down next to him on the old carpet, and poked him with her index fingers, in the belly, and in the chest.

"Kaaathy..." Philly whined.

"What?" Kathy snapped. "His hands and feet are tied up, dude, and there's two of us. The only dangerous thing he's got is that weird walrus-mustache... Granted, that one's a doozy."

She reached out, and sharply pulled both ends of said mustache down with her thumbs and index fingers. The man grunted, and closed his eyes from the little sting of pain.

Kathy grinned. "You know what... I don' t even think he's any older than us...! It's hard to tell, with the mustache and all the sand, but... Dude, I'm gonna eat the damn donkey you rode into town on, if you're a day over twenty." She patronizingly patted him on the shoulder.

He groaned and turned away.

"I am right, ain't I?" Kathy beamed. "Man, you wanna know what I think? I think none of us should be here. Just about a year ago, I was prom queen, you know that? And my pal Philly here? She was, like, the pride of chess club..."

"Computer club," Philly meekly corrected her.

"That's what I said, nerd stuff," Kathy confirmed with a satisfied nod. "And you, big guy? What's your story?"

The man - the boy - scoffed. "I dunno. Fcked the prized goat of the village chief, and was sent straight to the front? Is that what you wanna hear...?"

"Oh look, Philly, we got a little smartass on our hands," Kathy said and narrowed her eyes.

She gave the guy another series of pokes.

"Stooop it," the guy whined, and wriggled uncomfortably.

Kathy's grin widened. There was a little flutter in her stomach. "Say... You're not mean AT ALL, are you?"

She sat down on the carpet, leaned in further towards him, and gave him a little kiss on the cheek.

He turned his head and stared at her with wide eyes. That only prompted her to move right back in, and cover him in even more furious little kisses. With every impact, she made an even more obnoxious smacking sound.

"Kathy, what are you doing...?" Philly protested, with growing alarm.

"What's it look like," Kathy snorted, "Snacking on the prisoners. The next guard shift is gonna find nothing but a sad little pile of empty clothes... Hehe... Smooch, smooch..."

The prisoner tried to scoot away from her onslaught, but there was only so much carpet to go before he hit the corner of the bunker.

"Please stop," the prisoner gasped, "Please. I am married..."

"Oh really," Kathy sang, "My oh my. An ENEMY wife. That's super interesting. I bet she'd HATE it if I did THIS..."

She stuck out her tongue, and ran it all the way from the base of the prisoner's neck up to his temple. He shuddered, and let out a little flustered moan.

"Or THIS..." Kathy gently, sensually bit him in the shoulder. He squealed.

Emboldened, she got on her knees, straightened her back, unzipped her vest... and slowly, gleefully pushed her bosom onto his face. "Let alone thiiiiiiis..."

The prisoner had his eyes closed and desperately moved his head from side to side, to find a way to avoid contact with the skin of her cleavage, but of course that only created more friction.

It had very much not escaped Kathy's notice how he pressed his legs together. With a nasty chuckle, she grabbed his belt.

The boy's eyes widened again. "Nooo!"

"Noooooo," Kathy echoed. "Man, no wonder you got caught! Can't stand up for yourself, you poor thing..."

"You can't do this...!" he insisted.

"Watch me," Kathy said dryly.

She swiftly pulled his pants down.

"Gosh, you're a pretty one, aren't you, goat fcker," Kathy sang with sparkling eyes. "Uncircumcised, huh... Never seen one of those before. It's kinda cute! Philly, take a look at this...!"

To her immense amusement, Philly was already kneeling next to her on the carpet, actually. The other girl gulped, clearly mesmerized.

Kathy gave the flaccid penis a gentle stroke with her index finger. It flinched like a little animal, which was absolutely delightful.

Kathy winked at her comrade. "What do you think, baby girl? Wanna give me a hand with this? Piss off this loser's wife some more?"

"I dunno, Kathy..." Philly said, wriggling her hips uncomfortably, looking left and right to make sure nobody was walking in on them after all.

"Well, I DO know," Kathy said, "Momma is HUNGRY..." She gingerly put her lips on the shaft of the penis.

The guy did a silly little dance with his bound feet, now also entangled with his pants. "You are not allowed to do that...!" He was struggling to keep his voice down.

"Can't hear you, busy," Kathy said without looking up.

She gave the penis a good, complete slurp. In its current state, it easily fit in her mouth.

She spat it out, and pushed it towards Philly, looking at her fellow soldier with raised eyebrows.

After a second of hesitation, Philly bravely leaned in and gave it a try as well.

They made a game of it. Each took the dick in her mouth, sucked, spat it out, and flipped it to the other. Slurp, slurp, slurp.

"Waaaah-ah-ah," the guy made, squeezing his eyes shut.

The penis was about half-erect, now.

"We could do better," Kathy said, after studying the penis with the eyes of a connoisseur.

She pushed the prisoner onto the carpet, flat on his back.

Then she got up, and unbuckled her belt.

"You gotta be kidding me...!" the boy wheezed, as her army pants fell to the ground.

"Hurrhurr... Bet your wife is REALLY gonna hate THIS..." Kathy said with a very shark-like grin.

Kathy wriggled out of her pants, panties and shoes. She tiptoed towards his head, got down... and rubbed her bare butt all over his face.

"Iiiiih...! Come ON...!" he cried helplessly.

"Face full of ass!" Kathy sang in delight, "Face full of ass! How can your wife EVER take you back now, son?"

She turned her head, and found that Philly was staring at them with the eyes of a desert owl, made only bigger by the thick magnifying glasses on her face. The girl was pressing her ample thighs together, and pressing one fist against her groin.

"Philly!" Kathy cried out, "Why don't you take over? In all due respect, I bet we're gonna get even better results with YOUR ass. Because, you know. All that fierce sitting around in computer club is paying off. Not like cheerleading."

"I don't know, Kathy..." Philly said, even as she unbuckled her pants.

"Your clit knows, my young friend," Kathy said with a wise nod, "The clit always knows."

They switched places. Philly let her butt hover over the guy's face. Now he truly looked flabbergasted. And no wonder - two big, pale moons had appeared above him. With a little pride for her comrade, Kathy thought to herself that he had surely never seen anything like it. Like she had said - computer club. Nothing like that, where THIS guy came from, for sure.

Philly planted her butt on his face, and with a wobble, it swallowed him up completely. Immediately, there were muffled screams, and his legs were flailing around.

"Easy there, girl," Kathy laughed and gave Philly a little kiss on the cheek.

Philly jumped to her feet, her face a fierce shade of red. "SORRY! Oh my gosh, I am so, SO sorry..."

Philly gulped, and, very tense, she tentatively lowered herself down on the boy again.

After a second, Philly gasped. She raised her head, and stared at Kathy. Gentle smacking and squelching sounds could be heard from the girl's groin. The boy was being... nice to her. Would you look at that.

"Awww, that's cute," Kathy scoffed. "Looks like our smartass and goat fcker is a gentleman, too. Triple threat..."

Philly let out a sweet little moan, and gingerly started gyrating her pelvis.

Kathy just sat there for a moment, dumbfounded. There was something hypnotic, about the other girl's pale, undulating flesh above the boy's slim body. The movement of the fat rolls on the girl's lower back as she was arching her spine. Her eyes closed in utter bliss, her big mouth half-open.

Kathy noticed that she was slobbering. She averted her eyes, and they fell on the prisoner's erection, now a truly magnificent boner.

She chuckled. "Ha! No way you crazy kids are gonna keep all the fun to yourselves...!"

She swung one leg over the boy's belly, and then slowly lowered herself down.

When Kathy made contact, the boy flinched and actually stopped what he was doing. He reached up and pushed Philly's butt a few centimeters off his face with his bound hands, as he tried to look down.

"Seriously?" He protested. "No, no, no! No way! Absolutely no way...!"

"Oh, don't be like that," Kathy said in faux innocence. "Just the tip! I am SURE your little wife doesn't mind if it' s just the tip...!"

She slipped the tip of his penis inside. And then she kept going. "Oh, how clumsy of me! Guess your dick is a little too small for nuance..."

"Stop!" The boy wheezed.

"Okay, okay," Kathy laughed. "You party pooper. Guess I'll just..."

She got up and let him slip out a bit... Before coming down even harder. "Ooooops. My bad!"

"Lady, I literally beg of you," the boy cried.

Poor Philly, looking very lost, was still hovering broad-legged over the boy's contorting face.

"Don't worry. It's not like I would ever..." With a sly grin, Kathy slipped all the way down, until her clit hit his groin.

She put her hands on her hips, and rotated her pelvis. "Oh no! All gone! Hehe."

"NOT cool, man!" the boy whined, "REALLY not cool!"

"You are

deep in enemy territory

, my friend... For sure..." Kathy wheezed.

"Okay - NOW I feel violated!" The prisoner protested.

"Come on," Kathy cackled. "Surely, the goats in your village don't have pussy game, like this...!"

"Debatable!" the boy snapped.

"Ran right into that one, didn't I... Philadelphia," Kathy said with an aristocratic little snort, gesturing towards her still hovering friend, "I believe... Ohhh... that's enough, out of our guest... If you would...?"

Biting her lips, Philly lowered herself back onto the boy, muffling his protests. Soon enough, they were replaced by slurping sounds again.

Before long, all three of them had synchronized. A single, undulating movement.

It didn't take long, after that.

The orgasm hit them in a cascade.

First, Philly. She tensed up, and then she shivered, from head to tailbone. She pressed her hands against her mouth, to repress a scream.

Feeling the girl's pelvic muscles tense up around him, the prisoner started to shudder as well. It moved from his face down to his flat chest, over his taunt belly, and then he violently bucked his hips, almost throwing Kathy off as he ejaculated deep inside her.

That sent Kathy over the edge. She had watched it form in her two companions and rushing towards her like a Tsunami. A force of nature nobody could have stopped. Her mouth froze in a ridiculous "O", and her legs were flailing.

They all collapsed on top of one another, panting and unbelievably sweaty. They just stayed like this for a bit, with the prisoner's face in Philly's butt crack, and his deflated penis in Kathy's vagina.

Finally, Philly climbed off the prisoner with shaky legs. Seeing this, Kathy clenched up a little down there, reluctant to let the boy go. But with a heavy heart, she let him slip out after all.

Flustered, Philly helped the boy sit up straight again, leaning him into the corner of the bunker. The girl even dusted him off, reflexively. Good as new...?

Nobody knew where to look.

But then, with a deep sigh, the boy relaxed, and let his head sink down on Philly's shoulder. Philly sniffed and threw her arms around him, as if she was cold.

They both looked up, their eyes landing on Kathy standing in front of them, frowning, arms crossed over her belly, her butt hanging naked in the stagnant air.

They gestured towards her.

After a second of hesitation, Kathy waddled towards them, her head held low, and cuddled up to them as well. Joining the pile. She slowly exhaled, and let the endorphins flow.

The three of them exchanged polite little kisses.

Of course, Kathy couldn't keep her mouth shut for long. "So, uhm... Sorry about your wife, dude..."

The prisoner let out another deep sigh. "Shit. The truth is... I don't know. We have been arguing a lot, lately. When the war started, she wanted to move in with her parents. I HATE her parents. We were yelling and yelling at each other, and... I don't know. I haven't seen her in months. I don't know what will become of us. ANY of us, frankly..."

"Amen to that," Philly mumbled.

The boy shuddered. "Seriously, you guys. You shouldn't... You know... do shit like that. It's bad. You get that it's BAD, right? You're really gonna get into trouble."

"Yes, mom," Kathy snorted.

"Also," the boy said, "Somebody PLEASE remember to pull my pants back up, before the next shift comes by...?"

The three of them shared a bottle of water.

The boy let out a little burp, and then frowned. "Heh, evil one?"

"Yes?" Kathy asked, fluttering her eyelashes.

"You ARE taking the pill, of course...?"

"Obviously," Kathy lied, patting the prisoner on his thigh, "Don't even worry about it, my dude."