Chapter 2

Rolf Stenger, the Scharleiter for Leck, made his rounds in the morning to wake up his crew. He reached the last tent in the line and called, “Hans, get up. Breakfast in twenty.” He pulled the flaps open on his close friend, Hans Pieper. He didn’t expect to see what he found.

“Hans!” Rolf demanded. “Get up!” He found Hans cuddled with Monika Richter, a cute girl and one of the youngest to make the trip. He added in an urgent whisper, “Monika, you must go.”

“Huh?” the two sleepy teens grunted as they awoke.

“Run over to the tree line and come back,” Rolf suggested. “Tell Frau König you went over there to pee if she catches you out of your tent.” The young girl needed a moment to get dressed. She scurried over and disappeared behind the trees.

“What were you thinking?” Rolf asked, as he sat down in the grass outside his friend’s tent. Hans got dressed.

“She is cute and willing,” Hans answered. “We fucked. It was fun.”

“It’s good Herr Baumann or Frau König didn’t catch you,” Rolf said. “I hope you used a gummi.”

“Didn’t need it,” Hans answered as he climbed out of the tent. “Monika didn’t ask and I didn’t offer to use the one in my rucksack.”

“And when she ends up with a baby?”

“Her problem,” Hans said, grinning. “I don’t have to carry the bastard.”

“I should put you on cleanup with Paul,” Rolf said as he shook his head.

“But you won’t, my buddy,” Hans said.

“No, I guess I won’t,” Rolf agreed. He should punish Hans the same way he punished Paul for this offense, but things weren’t that simple. Hans was a close friend, and more important, the eldest son of the party chief for Leck. Rolf hoped to work his way up in the party after his stint in the army. Crossing Herr Pieper wouldn’t help his cause.

The group ate their breakfast and packed their packs for the day’s short march. They needed a little over an hour to cover the five kilometers to the train station in Coburg. It was hurry up and wait at the train station as conductors loaded up the 513 youth and adults in the Schleswig-Holstein contingent for the Party Rally. Their train pulled out on time at 9:43 AM.

The train had no assigned seating but the boys from Leck naturally gathered together in the rear of their train car while the girls gathered towards the front. Frau König had a pair of seats facing each other near the middle of their car. She called over Rachel Schröder, Gisela Fischer and Gerta Zimmerman to join her.

“We finally have some quiet time while we ride for home,” Frau König explained. “I wanted to discuss this program with all of you in more detail, so you know what happens next, once your men have you pregnant.”

“Are they performing their task well?” Frau König asked. “Are you satisfied?”

Amid some giggles, the three girls agreed Werner, Dieter and Rutger were doing their job properly.

“Rachel, given the timing, I am almost certain you will be confirmed to be pregnant by the time we get home,” Frau König said. The frau noticed Gisela get a pained look and rub her side as the frau spoke.

“What is wrong?” Frau König asked Gisela.

“A pain,” Gisela answered as she grit her teeth.

“Where?”

“Here ... my middle,” Gisela explained as she pointed to her left groin.

“Mittelschmerz ... I see,” Frau König replied. “Better?”

“It is going away,” Gisela as the sudden pain eased. Frau König gave the girl a big smile but didn’t remark further about the pain.

“Gisela, there is a good chance you will be carrying a baby too, soon,” their leader said. “Gerta, we will arrange for Rutger to sleep over at your house for the week following our return home. That should put you together during your fertile time.

“I am so proud of you three. Giving yourselves to strengthen our Fatherland and our Führer. I want to talk about what will happen when you are confirmed to be pregnant. You may live at home with your parents, if you wish. You also will be welcomed and well cared for during your pregnancy if you decide to come to the local Lebensborn. This facility is for SS, party members and other good Aryan girls to have their babies. The facility in Flensburg provides the best prenatal and post-natal care for mothers and infants. If you choose to have your pregnancy at home, you will go to the Lebensborn six weeks before your due date. Your baby will be born there, and the two of you will remain there for six weeks of post-natal care. Do you understand, so far?”

The three girls nodded yes that they understood.

“You may choose to raise your baby at home when it is six weeks old, if you wish. You are welcome to allow the Lebensborn staff to raise your baby properly as a good and faithful Nazi son of the Fatherland. You may visit your child if you decide to allow the Party to raise your child. I suggest you allow the Lebensborn to care for your child. All of you will be or nearly be doing your year of service a year from now.”

All girls were expected to provide a year of service when they turned eighteen. Most spent the time working as a housekeeper, nanny or cook for a family. This service prepared young women for their role in society – Kinder, Kirche and Küche [Children, Church and Cooking].

“You do not need to decide today where you want to spend your pregnancy,” Frau König explained. “That is for another time. Today, we have an unexpected opportunity. This train happens to have a railroad sleeper car. Get your boy and follow me forward. You can take another shot at making that baby this morning.”

The three girls retrieved their guys. Naturally all three boys were enthusiastic for another chance to bed their girl. The couples followed Frau König forward in the train. Progress stopped before they reached the sleeper car. A crowd of teen couples filled the passageway forward and into the next car.

“Gisela and Dieter, follow me,” Frau König demanded. “You other four will have to wait your turn in the line. I am sure you can find a way to pass the time until it is your turn for a bed.” She laughed as she pushed her way ahead into the crowd, followed by Dieter and then Gisela. Some teens were talking. More were getting started on foreplay in preparation for their time together in bed. Kissing and wandering hands feeling tits through the girl’s BDM uniforms greeted the pair as they followed Frau König down the aisle.

Frau König pushed through the crowd of perhaps fifteen or twenty couples into the next railcar. This was the sleeper car. The passageway snaked to one side of the car to provide more space inside the sleeper compartment. Frau König pushed ahead to the door in the center of the sleeper compartment. A twenty-something year-old man, dressed in a HJ adult dress uniform, guarded the door. Frau König whispered to the man.

Dieter and Gisela overheard something about mittelschmerz but didn’t quite make out what else was said. The man got a big smile. “Bring them right in, Frau.” Dieter and Gisela forced their way through the crowd to the doorway and stepped inside.

The sleeper compartment had four beds along the wall, with four more beds above. Curtains provided what little privacy there was. Eight teen couples were already in the compartment. Dieter and Gisela stared, aghast that they were to have sex in this crowded and almost public place.

“Bruno, Elsabeth, back to the hallway,” the official demanded.

“What?” a burly boy hissed.

“This couple goes first,” the official announced. Bruno and Elsabeth backed towards the doorway but didn’t leave the compartment.

“What makes you special?” Bruno demanded. “Are you the gauleiter’s son?”

“No ... I am no one special,” Dieter responded to the hot questioning.

“How do we get naked with all these people?” Gisela whispered to Dieter.

“Pfeiffer and Fischer, Bunk 1B,” the official announced. Some of the teen couples were climbing into their bunks, fully clothed.

“Where do we undress?” Dieter asked the official.

“Dumb virgin,” Bruno taunted. “This is a quick fuck – Skirt up, pants down, drop the panties and poke it in and get to business. All of us are waiting impatiently.”

Dieter helped Gisela climb into the upper bank, 1B. They lay on their sides in the cramped bunk as Dieter pulled the curtain shut to give them some minimal privacy.

“I am sorry about this,” Dieter said. “This isn’t romantic.”

“It’s not your choice,” Gisela said.

“Skirt up, pants down, drop the panties and poke it in,” the crowd outside their bunk chanted. It was more than just Bruno taunting them now.

“We don’t need to do this,” Dieter said. “We can wait a few minutes and say we did it.”

“I don’t think that will be to Frau König’s approval,” Gisela replied. “I do want to do it with you. It always feels so good. I want to feel your big cock stuffing me again.”

Dieter leaned in and gave Gisela a kiss. He tried to feel her breasts, but the BDM uniform made it difficult. Gisela giggled. “Skirt up,” as he pulled her skirt up and exposed her panties. “Panties down...” She pulled her panties down and pulled them off. The boys outside their bunk were still chanting to hurry them along.

“Quiet! I will have quiet,” the official outside demanded. The chanting died away.

Thwarted by the heavy material of her uniform, Dieter slipped his hand down to Gisela’s exposed pussy and began fingering her. She had enjoyed that the past two nights. The teens dueled with their tongues as Dieter fingered her and Gisela massaged his neck and ran her fingers through his long, blond hair.

“Drop your pants,” Gisela teased. “Poke it in.” Dieter gave her a kiss of delight before pausing to drop his short pants. He fingered Gisela again before rolling into position over her. She was nice and wet now.

“Ready?” Dieter asked.

“Poke it in and get down to business,” Gisela teased. Dieter positioned his dick at her opening.

“They are impatient,” Dieter giggled as he thrust his dick into Gisela’s tight, wet, and hot pussy.

“They have to wait,” Gisela replied as Dieter drove his dick deep into her belly.

“I will pull out before I come,” Dieter promised. Dieter began pumping his dick in and out of Gisela’s belly.

“Give it to me hard,” Gisela giggled as he fucked her. “This is a quick fuck.”

Dieter pumped away with his dick, trying to give Gisela what she (and he) wanted. He stroked for fifty or sixty seconds before being forced to pause. He stayed still until the rising urge to come subsided before pumping in and out again. Dieter probably managed two or three minutes of fucking before he couldn’t hold off any longer.

Gisela begged him to keep going but Dieter pulled out an eye blink before he came. He sprayed his come all over Gisela’s crotch.

“Shit!” Dieter snapped as he realized his bandanna was back in his ruck sack. “I don’t have anything to wipe with.”

“Use my panties,” Gisela said before handing her panties to Dieter. “I can’t have you running down my leg this afternoon.”

Dieter wiped up the mess he made and then looked at the panties. “Put them in your pants pocket,” Gisela directed. “I have no pockets.”

Dieter pulled his pants up and straightened his belt. Gisela pulled her skirt down to cover her well-fucked pussy. “Ready?” Dieter asked. She nodded yes. He climbed out of the top bunk and helped Gisela down. Most of the other couples had finished their “business” too.

Bruno, still sore about being bumped from the first group to fuck, sneered, “That took a long time. Couldn’t you find her hole?”

“I found it!”

“Perhaps your girl would prefer a bigger dick,” Bruno continued. “I could do her after I finish with Elsabeth.”

“With your little dickie?” Gisela taunted as she held up for pinkie finger. “With your little dickie, how would I know you had it in the right hole?”

The other youth in the compartment and hallway heard her teasing and laughed as Bruno turned red in the face. Dieter and Gisela marched off triumphantly, laughing at Bruno’s embarrassment.

“Little dickie?” Dieter smirked. “Dickie, is that a real word?”

“It is now,” Gisela replied.

The couple headed back to their car to rejoin their friends from Leck. Frau König pulled Gisela aside for a private word when they returned.

“Did Dieter give you a full load of sperm?” Frau König inquired.

“Ja, Frau König,” Gisela replied. “A huge load. Some is running down my leg now.” The young frau chuckled.

“Good! Very good!”

Dieter thought more about his musings from last night. Did he love Gisela? Could he see himself spending the rest of his life beside her? Gisela was the prettiest girl in Leck, hands down, no question. They had fun together on their dates. Trying to not make a baby with her was fantastic! She was easy to talk to. They had fun together. He thought about her constantly since their first date six weeks ago. Was this love?

Werner and Rachel returned from their turn in the sleeper car ninety minutes later. Rutger and Gerta came along ten minutes later. The Leck Schar ate bag lunches on the train as the train carried them north for its first stop, Hamburg.

The train was due in Hamburg in about five minutes when the official who watched the door at the sleeper compartment found Herr Baumann and Frau König. They talked for a minute and then the official left. Frau König called for Dieter and Gisela.

“We are at least ninety minutes from Husum and our stop,” Frau König explained. “The sleeper car is empty. The two of you can have another go at making a baby for the Fatherland. You will have privacy and won’t have a fool like that lout this morning.”

Dieter stared at Gisela, who gave him a smile.

“Thank you, Frau König,” Dieter said. The Frau led the young couple back to the sleeper.

“I’ll guard the door, so you have privacy,” Frau König promised.

“This will be a nice change,” Gisela commented. “We aren’t sleepy and we have ninety minutes. We can take our time and enjoy doing this.”

“And see what we are doing too,” Dieter added. “It’s always dark and I don’t get to see how beautiful you are.”

“You are the charmer,” Gisela teased. “How does this look?” Gisela slipped her blouse over her head and dropped it to the floor. Her skirt followed.

“Good!” Dieter replied as he ogled his lover. “Very good!” Gisela unhooked her bra, leaving her naked for Dieter’s viewing. “You are the prettiest girl in Leck.”

“Get naked too. I want to see my man.”

Dieter obeyed. Gisela looked Dieter over. 1.75 meter, 62 kilograms, blond hair, parted on the left and long across his head and the bluest of eyes. The BDM lectured incessantly about the ideal Aryan man. Dieter fit the bill almost perfectly.

“Bottom bunk?” Dieter suggested. He climbed in and Gisela followed him into the bunk. The two embraced and started deep kissing. Free now, Dieter caressed her tits and played with the hard nipples. Gisela caressed the flanks and buttocks of her naked lover as they made out.

No taunting bullies disturbed them. No sex noises interrupted their thoughts from the adjoining tents. Dieter and Gisela concentrated on enjoying who they were with and what they were doing. Gisela was about to suggest Dieter mount her after fifteen minutes of intense foreplay, but he had other ideas. He tickled her as his hand slipped down to her pussy.

Dieter knew Gisela enjoyed it when he fingered her pussy. This afternoon, she was going to get it, all she could possibly want. He wormed two fingers into her tight hole. His thumb rubbed and teased the little bump that Gisela loved him to rub. She was purring after a minute.

“I beg you,” Gisela begged “Stick it in. Please, stick it in.”

“Be patient,” Dieter responded as he continued to finger fuck his lover.

Gisela felt the good feelings she had the past two nights welling up again. What was happening to her? Dieter continued to rub her as they exchanged kisses. Gisela could feel her juices pouring out, getting her ready for her fuck. The good feelings swelled and swelled. It felt like she was ready to explode.

“Stick it in,” she begged. Dieter smiled, kissed her and continued rubbing her bump and pumping his fingers in and out of her hole.

“As you wish,” Dieter repeated. He didn’t know where this would end but he knew Gisela was enjoying the trip his fingers were giving her. She had never been this wet before. Gisela let out a squeal. She felt like she had been zapped by electricity and her head was exploding. Her pussy throbbed as she was overwhelmed by the intense feelings of her first orgasm.

Dieter felt her pussy spasm as she squirmed and shimmied from her climax. It felt like her pussy was yanking his fingers deeper into her hot belly. He continued rubbing the engorged bump. Gisela managed to slap his thumb away and gasp. “Too much.”

Dieter stared at his lover as he pulled his hand away. She shook and spasmed as she enjoyed the greatest feelings she ever felt in her sixteen year life. “Are you all right?”

After around thirty seconds of thrashing, Gisela finally calmed down enough to answer. “Mind blowing ... that was amazing.”

“Did you come?”

“Is this what you feel every night?” Gisela asked as she calmed down further. “You are lucky to be a boy.”

“Maybe ... I’m not sure,” Dieter replied. “It isn’t this intense when I come, is it?”

“Give me your dick now. I want you to stuff me full.”

“I will,” Dieter agreed. Gisela spread her legs wider as Dieter rolled on top of her and assumed the position. He found her hole easily in the light of day. Dieter thrust his hips forward and buried his dick deep in Gisela’s belly.

“Perfect,” Gisela gasped as she felt his dick stretch her open and nudge against her cervix.

Dieter had his torso raised on his elbows. He stared down at this perfect girl who offered herself to him. Loving was giving to your lover. He loved giving Gisela an orgasm. He realized. “I love you,” Dieter sighed.

“Really? You love me?”

“I do,” Dieter responded. “I love you totally.”

“Make love to me.”

“I can,” Dieter said. “I will.” He began stroking his dick in and out of Gisela.

“I love you too, Dieter,” Gisela promised.

Dieter stroked his big dick in and out of her pussy. This was his third time screwing Gisela in less than a day. Dieter had surprising stamina for a recently deflowered boy. Gisela, still enjoying the sexual high from her first orgasm, loved the exquisite feelings Dieter’s steely rod produced as it poked and rubbed her insides. The wonderful feelings that preceded her climax? They were rising again. Gisela pushed her bottom back against Dieter’s thrusts, trying to get more of the thick rod embedded inside her belly.

Dieter passed a minute of humping before he felt his need to come begin. He pumped in and out a little more before pausing to recover.

“More ... more, please,” Gisela begged as he paused. He started humping again. “Harder ... please, Dieter ... faster,” she begged. He tried to fill her desperate need. Gisela clenched her fingers onto Dieter buttocks, pulling at them, trying to impale him deeper into her body. She could feel her euphoria rise as he drove her closer to a second climax.

Dieter paused again. “Don’t stop,” she pleaded. “I need more.”