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Brad was over the moon when he received his orders to go to Iraq. The prospect of shooting some real ragheads instead of cardboard targets was just awesome.
When he arrived he couldn't wait to get down to business and his opportunity came soon enough. Almost every day his squad encountered enemy resistance and the encounters frequently resulted in urban fire fights. During his third week, Brad was conducting a sweep of an abandoned house when he heard muffled screaming from behind a locked door. It was clearly a guy and it wasn't an Arab. Concerned that it might be one of his Squad, Brad took aim and shot open the door. Inside was a half dressed American with his cock buried to the hilt in a local woman bent over a desk. As the door flew open, the soldier pulled out, grabbed his trousers and bolted for the door whispering "thank God you saved me!" as he brushed past Brad. Brad was still trying to figure out what he had saved the guy from when he noticed that the woman was still bent over the desk. Brad had not seen an Iraqi woman Naked before and this one was surprisingly attractive. Big hips and solid thighs and large breasts. Brad was standing behind her and she was still bent over so he had a clear view of her pussy and arse. She seemed to have a particularly large pussy and her lips were still plump from her recent fucking. The woman looked slowly back over her shoulder and caught Brad's eye. She looked quizzically at first, but then as she realised Brad was not about to shoot, one eyebrow flickered up a little and she said in broken English; "Why you wait? Finish job!" Brad got the message and since he had not unloaded his balls for over a month, he needed no extra encouragement. The comments of the soldier before him worried him a little, but he figured he was just being a pussy under pressure. He unzipped and stepped in behind the woman. Her pussy was hot and wet so his full 8 inches slid in to the hilt with the first thrust. She gasped as his tool hit home. "Yeah I'll finish the job all right" he barked as he began to fuck. She began to pant and babble in Arabic as his tempo increased. "Take some real American cock" he snarled. "Allah Akbar I fuck you American!" she hissed back at him. Her pussy gripped his cock with surprising strength, but it only spurred him on. He gripped her hips and began to pound into her. "Oh yeah? Well see how Allah likes this! Brad Pulled out his cock, aimed it squarely at her dark anus and drove in. "Good!, Now I fuck you!" she yelled. Brad was blindsided by the response. He expected her to squeal like a pig, but she pushed back took the full length of his cock. She was clearly an experienced ass fucker. Her anus was tight and hot. The sensation was electric on Brad's fully charged cock. "What the fuck? I'll show this bitch!" he thought as he upped the tempo. Brad's balls slapped against the woman's pussy, but as the tension mounted, they pulled up towards his body. He could feel a month's worth of semen boiling inside them. Suddenly, he felt the woman's fingers playing with his nut sack. She had reached back between her legs and slipped her hand into the fly of his pants. The sensation nearly sent Brad over the edge, but she distracted him with more broken English. "Give... me... balls. Give... me... balls!" she gasped between thrusts. "I'll give you balls alright!" Brad roared as he pulled her ass back onto the full length of his cock. At that moment, the woman gripped his scrotum and pulled it forward between her legs. "What the fuck?!" Brad suddenly realised he was trapped, but the sensations coming from his captive genitals were mind blowing. His movement was limited because she gripped his balls and squeezed every time he pulled back, but he just could not stop thrusting. In his frenzy, the idea of an Arab woman with full control of his genitals was somehow turning him on! "OK American now I got you!... I got you balls!" she taunted. Brad's thrusts became more frantic and the woman stretched his scrotum further and further. Suddenly, he felt his balls in a hot tight grip. Somehow, she had managed to push them inside her vagina! Her vaginal muscles were amazingly powerful and there was no way he could escape. She had clearly learned this technique for holding onto a man and was a practiced expert! Brad suddenly realised why the previous fucker was so pleased to be interrupted, but there was no escape for him. The woman began to buck her hips and it was clear that she was approaching orgasm. Her vaginal muscles began to tighten up, squeezing Brad's balls and drawing them ever deeper into her body. Her anus clenched around the shaft of his cock creating a powerful suction. Brad was now in a frantic trance, torn between the extreme sensations of pleasure and pain she was extracting from his genitals and the fear of losing them all. "Now you give me!... You give me American sperm... You give me balls!" she screamed. Oh god... Oh God... Oh... YES! Yelled Brad as his orgasm exploded. As she felt the cock jerk in her ass, she knew she had him. The first wave of orgasm rolled over her. Her body shuddered and her vaginal muscles began to spasm violently. Brad screamed as his balls were crushed inside the woman and a huge jet of his semen erupted into her ass. She synchronised her muscle contractions with his spasms. Each ejaculation was squeezed from his balls and sucked into her bowels. She squeezed harder and harder until, at the very peak of his orgasm, Brad felt something pop! His scrotum had split open and his balls were gone! "Allah Akbar! Now I fuck you American!" the woman screamed as she sucked his captured testicles deep into her body. "I take sperm, I take balls! Now you no breed American!". Brad lost consciousness in the frenzy of pain and pleasure. His mates found him later that afternoon and the medic stitched him up, but he would be going home on the next flight. No room for soldiers in the field with no balls.
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