Chapter 31
His dusty boots scuffed nervously as the young soldier peered
through the crack in the shutter covering the window. After
eating he had slipped away from the barracks, his curiosity
overwhelming him. Ever since the old priest and the young anglo
woman had arrived at his checkpoint, he could not get her out of
his mind. Never had he seen such a lascivious display, the woman
oozed sex.
Private Hector Uyuni had been in the army for only a short while,
spending most of his time since being drafted in Santa Cruz, here
at this outpost along the Paraguayan border. The army was not so
bad for him, he had been raised in the hot dry area east of the
Andes, not so the other indian boys from high in the Andes. They
hated this place worse than being away from home.
He quickly lost track of his thoughts as he peered into the room
at the spectacle of the Lieutenant and the anglo girl's coupling.
He licked his lips as he watched the Lieutenant treat the young
woman like a well trained animal, parading her about by a chain
connected to her privates. The young indian soldier saw how the
attractive yanqui girl's body had been mortified by the whip and
permanently marked by piercings and adornments. He wondered if
it was the work of the old Padre and if so, what meaning it could
have. His mind reeled as the Officer treated the girl
like a common whore. The only anglo women he had ever seen were
wives of missionaries or businessmen and had always been haughty
or condesending. He had always felt like an insect when they
laid their eyes on him. Their blue eyes as often as not, not
even acknowledging his existence.
He shifted from one foot to another repositioning his aching cock
within his cutoff fatigue pants, as he watched the beautiful
blond American willingly take the Lieutenant's glistening cock
into her mouth.
Never had he seen a woman behave so wantonly. She acted as if
she worshipped the Lieutenant's rigid staff of flesh, covering it
with kisses, lovingly licking it from balls to purple head. As
he watched in fascination the officer slotted his vein wrapped
prong between the eager girl's oversized breasts and fuck them as
he would a cunt. His eyes never missed any of the pretty girl's
desperate actions as she worked to please his Lieutenant. He
watched as eventually the officer stiffened and groaned as a
fountain of white sperm shot up and across the eager girl's face.
His breath came in short gasps as the young girl ate
the Lieutenant's spilt seed and nurse his wilting cock back to
life.
The young Private watched the officer turned the girl and mount her
from behind like a common she-bitch, her small hands eagerly
spreading herself to make her pink anus more accessible to the
man that towered over her. As the Lieutenant sodomize her, her
blue eyes rose to the shuttered window and she emitted a long
groan. Hector watched as the Lieutenant's cock sank inch by inch
into the tight grip of the girl's up turned anus.
A noise coming from the direction of the barracks made him
withdraw from the window and sink farther into the shadows.
"Shit!", the sergeant thought as he walked toward the
Lieutenant's quarters. Once again the evening patrol was over
do. Probably lost in the bush again. Some good this prickless
pack of city boys and indians would do if the Paraguayans ever
decided to come back and take more Bolivian land than the did in
the first Chaco war.
Veteran Sergeant Hillo Ayamara, referred to as "El Serpiente
Indio" by his men behind his back, he was proud of his Chaco
indian ancestry and was as at home here as the others felt lost.
As he stepped on to the hut's porch the noise from within stayed
his hand as he began to knock. His wide brown face broke into a
leering grin at the sounds he easily recognized.
"The Lieutenant was putting it to some slut from the sounds of
it." he thought to himself. He leaned his short stocky form
over to the right and peered through the small window. His
breath hissed through his strong white teeth as he saw the object
of his commander's attentions.
In the center of the room the half naked Lieutenant was hunched
over a pale form of a young woman. The Sergeant could tell from
the pale legs rising like two marble columns between the
Lieutenants splayed legs that this was not some local indian
whore, but a tall anglo girl. The Sergeant caught a glimpse of
the jewelry affixed to the girl's upturned privates as the
Lieutenants balls swung rhythmically against her empty dripping
cunt.
"So the boy-Lieutenant does have some cajones after all", the
Sergeant said to himself as he watched the the officers cock
slide in and out of the white teen's anus.
"He seems to like the path less well traveled", the veteran
Sergeant said with a smile as he saw the flesh of the girl's
rectum cling to the Lieutenant's vein wrapped cock on each
outstroke.
The Sergeant opened the latch of the door and stepped into the
room. The Lieutenant looked over his shoulder as he sensed his
entrance into the room.
The Lieutenant's face was a mixture of embarrassment and then
annoyance. "Don't you knock, Sergeant?" he said without missing
a stroke.
"Excuse me, Sir." he said stifling a grin. I came to report
that the evening patrol is overdo. Is there anything I can help
you with Sir?"
"Help me fuck this yanqui bitch, she is here for our pleasure!!"
"Uh-h-h-h-h-h-a-h-h-h-h-h-h!!" the Lieutenant groaned plunging
his cock to it's full length into the girl's ass as she pushed
back, sensing his imminent climax.
The attractive American girl opened her blue eyes when she heard
the second voice. Her pale cheek was pressed tightly to the
rough wood of the floor, her hands behind her spreading her ass
cheeks to ease the entry of the officers sodomizing cock. Her
small pink tongue Flicked around her lips, toying with the brass
ring hanging from the pierced septum of her nose. She groaned at
the mixture of sensations from the cock spearing her anus and the
grinding of her swollen sensitive nipples into the roughness of
the wood floor. She shifted her upper body against the floor,
grinding her breasts mashed beneath her against the floor,
pulling and tugging the rings that pierced the thick long stubs
of her red brown nipples.
Rachel groaned and her empty cunt throbbed as she felt the cock
in her ass balloon and begin to pump its hot load of cum into her
guts.
The lost young woman whimpered and whined, gripping her cheeks,
nails digging into the pale flesh spreading herself to take more
of the ejaculating prong. As she did so her hungry eyes watched
the burly Bolivian sergeant open his pants and discovered why his
men called him "The Indian Snake".
