A FRENCH VILLAGE A TALE OF WAR PART 6
- 1 year ago
- 3
- 0
A FRENCH VILLAGE (A Tale From The War) - PART 1 free porn video
A FRENCH VILLAGE (A Tale from the War) – PART 1
Note: This tale takes place in a medium-size village in France during the German Occupation. The village was only a few kilometers from the city of Vichy were the French government of Philippe Pétain was located. I borrowed the title from an excellent French television series (Un Village Français) but the story has nothing to do with that series.
Even with the Occupation and German soldiers marching down the main street, Madame Aubert (from now on referred to as Geneviève) was not worried about her finances. She had run the main grocery store of the village since she was in her early 20s after her parents had been killed in a car accident. She was now a strong woman of 42. She was tall for a French woman, quite thin, but with a good rack and an ass that had men and some women turn around in the street to watch. There were few men in the village, most were prisoners in Germany, or had been killed during the Phony War. A few had fled to England and even fewer had joined the Resistance.
Madame Aubert wasn’t political. She had one thing in mind, and it was to sell as much food as possible at the highest price. She had the lucrative control of the black market in the area. She had never married and her preference for women was never mentioned, but most people were aware of it.
Annie Brissaud was a dressmaker. She was the same age as Geneviève and the two had been friends until ten years ago when Annie, who was married, was seduced by Geneviève. Annie’s husband found out and divorced her, leaving the village for good with the family money. They had a large dry goods store which her husband’s family had owned. The affair with Geneviève reduced Annie to a simple dressmaker. She had trouble making ends meet. The two women hadn’t spoken since. Annie was short and thin, but had a very beautiful face with gorgeous eyes. Although people had forgotten the details of the incident, her reputation still lingered about her.
Since the village was close to Vichy, the movement of people to and from the village was heavy. Vichy was a city full of military personnel, government officials and civil servants, both French and German. Everybody spied on everybody else. The village was an ideal place for secret meetings, undercover activities, and the black market. Geneviève took advantage of it all. She was smart and smiled at everyone. She lived on the second floor of the large store. A third floor was occupied by three large bedrooms that her parents used to rent out to borders. These rooms came in handy. Geneviève could be trusted to keep a secret. She heard nothing, saw nothing, said nothing. She benefitted from her position and used it to obtain favours, some of them sexual, all of them monetary.
Annie continued to make dresses for the French women who could afford it. Now many of them came from Vichy and were wives of politicians or French mistresses of German officers. The war had brought her a totally new set of customers. She worked alone and rarely took time off.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
That morning, Geneviève saw a large black Renault stop in front of her store. A German officer entered the store, snapped his heels, and asked if the pudding was ready. Geneviève smiled, went into the back store, and came back with a small black box. The officer gave her an envelope, took the box and went back to the car. The smell coming from the box was not of pudding but from a roasted chicken. The car remained there a few more minutes, allowing a middle-age German woman, dressed in military clothes, to enter the store. She asked about accommodation for a friend for the following Friday. Geneviève wrote the date and time on the reverse of a small white card. The woman smiled and gave her another envelope and exchanged a few pleasantries with Geneviève. The store was empty. Voices were lowered and the two women exchanged crude sexual comments about each other. Finally, the visitor turned to leave. Geneviève called out to her. The German woman moved her head towards the car and just said “Friday”.
The German woman was an officer from the main Kommandatura in Vichy. Geneviève knew her. She knew her well. She was a beautiful blonde mature woman who enjoyed young French girls and always gave Geneviève part of her lesbians meals.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Friday late evening, there was a light at the top of the outside staircase which led directly to the third floor of Geneviève’s building. In the old days, when there were borders, they were free to come in and out of their rooms without going through the main building. Geneviève was waiting behind the door on the third floor. A taxi stopped in front and the German female officer got out and gave her hand to a frail-looking brunette wearing a coat which looked too big for her. It was fall and the nights were fresh. The two women climbed the stairs to the lighted entrance which was immediately opened by Geneviève. The Fraulein’s escort was very beautiful and looked like a university student. Geneviève showed them to their room which was ready including a small bottle of red wine on the table with two glasses. Tessa, the German officer, kissed Geneviève on the lips and said they would be ready in an hour.
Geneviève lived on the second floor and had to use the outside staircase to go back and forth to the third floor. She sat in her living room and read some magazines. She could hear screams which were not from a German torture cell but from two women having their sexual pleasure.
She had met Tessa during one of her frequent trips to Vichy to renew with her contacts in the French government. Tessa and Geneviève had befriended each other in a café over a glass of cognac. They were very frank with each other. Not only were they both lesbians but they could also help each other get food, clothing, cash, and other necessities through their German and French contacts. The meeting had ended in a cheap hotel room. The sex was great and cemented their “friendship” and “partnership”.
The hour was over, and Geneviève climbed to the third floor. The room door was open (there was nobody else there). The French girl, Marion, was lying naked on her stomach in the middle of the bed. The storeowner admired the girl’s small white asscheeks. Tessa, also naked, was having a piss in the bidet. Geneviève was dressed in a transparent nightgown which she discarded when she entered the room. Tessa sat on the edge of the bed as Geneviève knelt on the floor and buried her head between the German’s firm thighs. The French storekeeper loved licking piss from a pussy. Tessa closed her eyes and enjoyed the attention. Geneviève was ambivalent and could be a butch or a doll. She investigated the frail French girl. She turned her around on her back. Her face was smeared with purple lipstick and so was her cunt area. She was still recovering from multiple orgasms. Tessa was a sex machine. Geneviève convinced her to let her play with her ass. It was the only part that Tessa hadn’t touched. It was lovely and small and white. Tessa smiled as Geneviève got Marion on all fours and started licking her ass. Tessa knew where Geneviève kept her special strapon and got it from the drawer in the dresser. She gave it to Geneviève so that the French woman could continue her licking while putting on the instrument. It was an antique dildo made of ivory and thinner than most because it was designed to go into an asshole. It was something Geneviève had bought from an antique dealer in Paris. It came from a Paris turn of the century brothel.
Marion screamed in pleasure when Geneviève buggered her. She screamed again. The erotic screams made Tessa horny. She slipped being Geneviève, moved one of the straps, and slid her long tongue inside her hostess’s asshole. The two women were having another three-way which was the usual scenario when Tessa brought a girl to Geneviève’s place.
An hour later, Tessa had to go back to the city as the curfew was also for German officers. She took the taxi back, but left Marion with Geneviève as she was afraid of getting caught on the way back by the German patrols.
Geneviève had no problems with that, and Marion was so dazed she didn’t know what was happening. Besides Marion reminded Geneviève of her former lover Annie.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Marion stayed put the following day but moved to the second floor, having her meals in Geneviève’s kitchen. Tessa had paid her well and she was ready for more. Geneviève had plans for her. It was Saturday.
A call came in during lunch time. Geneviève answered and listened without saying a word. Then she smiled and said ‘ok”.
“We’ll spend tomorrow afternoon in a Vichy hotel, private suite.”, Geneviève told Marion
Marion smiled and had learned not to ask questions. She had started taking courses in dressmaking just before the war broke out. When the Germans occupied Paris, she fled to Vichy with the government thinking it was the right thing to do. It was. Nothing was known of her family. She had been a lesbian since her teens, and she was now 22.
That evening, Marion was in her room on the third floor when she heard a knock. Geneviève came in with two glasses of wine. She wore one of many see-through nighties she owned. Marion smiled and took off her clothes. It was not a time for chit chat. They had their glass of wine. Geneviève slipped off her nightie. Both women loved asslicking. It was Marion’s turn. Geneviève got on all fours and Marion faced Geneviève’s beautiful ass. She kissed both cheeks before she concentrated her efforts on the wrinkled hole. Geneviève groaned when Marion’s tongue penetrated her hole and went in as far as it could. Marion tongue-fucked her lover’s asshole and started to masturbate Geneviève’s cunt with her hand. It worked and Geneviève covered Marion’s fingers with her first squirt of the evening. Geneviève and her young lover continued throughout the evening with a sizzling 69, their first together, and finished with Geneviève mounting the young woman and fucking her into the mattress. Marion was smart and didn’t compare Geneviève and Tessa’s performance when her hostess started some pillow talk after their fuck. One thing which came out of the talk is that both liked watersports. Marion was happy to roll into the empty tub with the older woman, both emptying their bladder all over each other. A bath followed their romp and Geneviève reluctantly left her lover to have a good sleep. She knew tomorrow would be a long day.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The next day, in the middle of the cool afternoon, a taxi dropped off Geneviève and Marion in front of the Hotel de Vichy. The women both wore a full-length fur coat which covered their nearly naked body. They were ushered to the top floor suite. The party had already begun. The women left their coat with the hotel employee and walked into the room only dressed in high heels and string panties. Tessa walked over immediately and kissed them both. Everyone was naked and it was nearly impossible to tell who was French and who was German. Tessa was obviously happy to show off her luscious body. She was a blonde version of Geneviève and people there thought they were a great pair. There were more women than men, but the nationality of the men was easier to identify than the women. Geneviève knew a few of the minister’s wives or mistresses. Some of the German male officers had made friends with some French civil servants. Geneviève whispered into Marion’s ear that there would be lots to watch, even men with men. Marion smiled and answered that there was very little she had not yet seen. Special servants, male and female, were walking around the room with a tray of hors-d’oeuvres or glasses of champagne. The male servants were fully dressed but had their erect cock sticking out of their fly. The women wore see-through skirts with no panties and were topless.
One of the waitresses had a beautiful rack and Geneviève made a point, after taking a glass of champagne, of sucking on one of her nipples. It was obvious she was making a point that she was into women. It was an open invitation to lesbians she wasn’t acquainted with. Marion was getting to know people also. The wife of one of the ministers was introducing her lovely young daughter to the ladies present. Tessa was arm in arm with Marion when they met the mother-daughter couple. Tessa had obviously slept with the daughter. Marion and the daughter were particularly attracted to each other. They kissed on the lips and hugged each other in such an erotic way that several guests made a circle around them. Tessa and the mother smiled and were obviously pleased the girls were giving a show. The daughter pretended to want to leave but Marion grabbed her by the arm and they kissed again. The daughter was playing the hard-to-get lesbian virgin while Marion was playing the horny butch. Geneviève observed all that from a distance and told herself that Marion could be a valuable asset to her. Finally, Marion and the daughter tumbled to the heavily carpeted floor and quickly got into a 69. Cheers were heard and that made the whole atmosphere much sexier as men began to masturbate, women to suck cock or pussy. Tessa was sucking one of the female servants who had to give her tray to a male colleague. She was going to drop everything as she felt her orgasm become imminent.
Ministers and German high-ranking officers were showing off their mistress, and a few their wife. One French and one German officer were meeting in the middle of one room and the mistresses were eyeing each other as the men talked. The two men brought put their arm around their woman and pushed them slowly towards each other. Geneviève and Tessa (who had cunt juice all over her face) were watching this with interest since they both knew the women. They were attractive with wide hips, a bushy mop, good upturned tits, and a lovely ass. They liked girls when they were with girls and men when they were paid to be with men.
“They haven’t done each other in a while”, whispered Geneviève
“They both have a female “sugar mommy” as well as a male escort”, added Tessa
Both women were playing innocent as the men tried to get them interested in each other. They laughed and gently pushed the other away. Then one put her fist under the other’s chin and kissed her. The men were erect and stepped away from what they knew would be some interesting action.
It didn’t take look for the two mature lookers to grab tits, tongue-kiss and grab ass. People applauded. A few men joined the officers and masturbated, excited by the two beauties about to have sex. The women rolled face to face on the floor, trying to pin the other. Finally one gave up and opened her legs wide, resting her feet on her lover’s back. They rubbed cunts, one blonde, the other brunette. Geneviève and Tessa were getting wet. They couldn’t keep their hands from squeezing each other. They decided to join the girl fuck. Geneviève knelt behind the top woman and started licking her ass while Tessa knelt on either side of the other woman’s head and lowered her bushy cunt on her face. The small lesbian orgy contributed to an increase in sexual excitement in the ballroom. Two male servants were sucking cock in 69, both fully dressed except for their cock sticking out of their pants. Some men were jerking off over the lesbian pile-up and spraying the ladies with cum. Marion added to the pile by licking Geneviève’s ass and started a “choo-choo train” reaction when another woman, much older, attacked Marion’s asshole with her tongue. All the guests, at least most of them, had gathered to watch the small lesbian orgy triggered by the two bisexual mistresses. Taking advantage of the fact that most people were watching the lesbian pile-up, a French minister and a young German officer slipped out to a small room which had its door open. The couple, with an age difference of at least 25 years, kissed and had their hands roam each other’s naked body as they lay face to face on their side.
The lesbians group separated slowly with some couples having a harder time at it. The spectators turned away and suddenly saw through a small opening of the door, the two men on the bed. The people who had been invited knew each other. It was important to keep some groups apart: that included people who were not of the same political beliefs or not friendly with the Germans; a wife and a mistress to the same man; a person who wanted his or her sexuality remain unknown to his entourage, etc…All this to say that everyone knew of the affair between the minister who was 60 years old and the German officer who was in his early 20s. It is one thing to know of something, and another to see it unfolding on a bed.
For that reason, everyone rushed to the room where the two men were still involved with their preliminaries. Marion, who had just licked her lover Geneviève’s ass, was nearly uplifted by Geneviève and Tessa into a front seat to watch the men.
The couple ignored the fuss and began to suck on each other’s cock so that they were totally erect. The minister needed a bit more help but he was proud to show a totally straight and huge erection to the crowd of onlookers. The young German moved slowly kissing his lover’s hairy buttocks and plunging nose first into the inviting crack.
“Now we know who is the man”, whispered Marion
“If you have been around politicians, you would know that the minister has always been known to receive homage from his lovers”, added Geneviève
“The affair is well-known in Vichy circles, but it is interesting to see it actually, let us say “in the flesh”, laughed Tessa
Women hung onto other women, or to men, as they watched the German stud slowly penetrate his bitch. The two men moved in unison as they started to fuck. The lesbians were smiling, thinking of the times some had done the same thing to other women, as Geneviève had done to Marion. Some men left unable to be interested in male lovers, but most people stayed until the end and gave the couple a hand of applause.
Geneviève had also managed to do some business and had approached several potential clients for the grocery store. Tessa had introduced the storekeeper to her boss Monika, who was older but a well-known lesbian. Tessa generously shared her contacts and even her girlfriends with her boss, sometimes slipping into bed with her. Geneviève and Monika had found each other attractive and exchanged calling cards much to Tessa’s pleasure. Monika also had an eye for Marion and would surely cover her young body with hers in the next few weeks.
END OF PART 1
Note: This tale takes place in a medium-size village in France during the German Occupation. The village was only a few kilometers from the city of Vichy were the French government of Philippe Pétain was located. I borrowed the title from an excellent French television series (Un Village Français) but the story has nothing to do with that series.
Even with the Occupation and German soldiers marching down the main street, Madame Aubert (from now on referred to as Geneviève) was not worried about her finances. She had run the main grocery store of the village since she was in her early 20s after her parents had been killed in a car accident. She was now a strong woman of 42. She was tall for a French woman, quite thin, but with a good rack and an ass that had men and some women turn around in the street to watch. There were few men in the village, most were prisoners in Germany, or had been killed during the Phony War. A few had fled to England and even fewer had joined the Resistance.
Madame Aubert wasn’t political. She had one thing in mind, and it was to sell as much food as possible at the highest price. She had the lucrative control of the black market in the area. She had never married and her preference for women was never mentioned, but most people were aware of it.
Annie Brissaud was a dressmaker. She was the same age as Geneviève and the two had been friends until ten years ago when Annie, who was married, was seduced by Geneviève. Annie’s husband found out and divorced her, leaving the village for good with the family money. They had a large dry goods store which her husband’s family had owned. The affair with Geneviève reduced Annie to a simple dressmaker. She had trouble making ends meet. The two women hadn’t spoken since. Annie was short and thin, but had a very beautiful face with gorgeous eyes. Although people had forgotten the details of the incident, her reputation still lingered about her.
Since the village was close to Vichy, the movement of people to and from the village was heavy. Vichy was a city full of military personnel, government officials and civil servants, both French and German. Everybody spied on everybody else. The village was an ideal place for secret meetings, undercover activities, and the black market. Geneviève took advantage of it all. She was smart and smiled at everyone. She lived on the second floor of the large store. A third floor was occupied by three large bedrooms that her parents used to rent out to borders. These rooms came in handy. Geneviève could be trusted to keep a secret. She heard nothing, saw nothing, said nothing. She benefitted from her position and used it to obtain favours, some of them sexual, all of them monetary.
Annie continued to make dresses for the French women who could afford it. Now many of them came from Vichy and were wives of politicians or French mistresses of German officers. The war had brought her a totally new set of customers. She worked alone and rarely took time off.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
That morning, Geneviève saw a large black Renault stop in front of her store. A German officer entered the store, snapped his heels, and asked if the pudding was ready. Geneviève smiled, went into the back store, and came back with a small black box. The officer gave her an envelope, took the box and went back to the car. The smell coming from the box was not of pudding but from a roasted chicken. The car remained there a few more minutes, allowing a middle-age German woman, dressed in military clothes, to enter the store. She asked about accommodation for a friend for the following Friday. Geneviève wrote the date and time on the reverse of a small white card. The woman smiled and gave her another envelope and exchanged a few pleasantries with Geneviève. The store was empty. Voices were lowered and the two women exchanged crude sexual comments about each other. Finally, the visitor turned to leave. Geneviève called out to her. The German woman moved her head towards the car and just said “Friday”.
The German woman was an officer from the main Kommandatura in Vichy. Geneviève knew her. She knew her well. She was a beautiful blonde mature woman who enjoyed young French girls and always gave Geneviève part of her lesbians meals.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Friday late evening, there was a light at the top of the outside staircase which led directly to the third floor of Geneviève’s building. In the old days, when there were borders, they were free to come in and out of their rooms without going through the main building. Geneviève was waiting behind the door on the third floor. A taxi stopped in front and the German female officer got out and gave her hand to a frail-looking brunette wearing a coat which looked too big for her. It was fall and the nights were fresh. The two women climbed the stairs to the lighted entrance which was immediately opened by Geneviève. The Fraulein’s escort was very beautiful and looked like a university student. Geneviève showed them to their room which was ready including a small bottle of red wine on the table with two glasses. Tessa, the German officer, kissed Geneviève on the lips and said they would be ready in an hour.
Geneviève lived on the second floor and had to use the outside staircase to go back and forth to the third floor. She sat in her living room and read some magazines. She could hear screams which were not from a German torture cell but from two women having their sexual pleasure.
She had met Tessa during one of her frequent trips to Vichy to renew with her contacts in the French government. Tessa and Geneviève had befriended each other in a café over a glass of cognac. They were very frank with each other. Not only were they both lesbians but they could also help each other get food, clothing, cash, and other necessities through their German and French contacts. The meeting had ended in a cheap hotel room. The sex was great and cemented their “friendship” and “partnership”.
The hour was over, and Geneviève climbed to the third floor. The room door was open (there was nobody else there). The French girl, Marion, was lying naked on her stomach in the middle of the bed. The storeowner admired the girl’s small white asscheeks. Tessa, also naked, was having a piss in the bidet. Geneviève was dressed in a transparent nightgown which she discarded when she entered the room. Tessa sat on the edge of the bed as Geneviève knelt on the floor and buried her head between the German’s firm thighs. The French storekeeper loved licking piss from a pussy. Tessa closed her eyes and enjoyed the attention. Geneviève was ambivalent and could be a butch or a doll. She investigated the frail French girl. She turned her around on her back. Her face was smeared with purple lipstick and so was her cunt area. She was still recovering from multiple orgasms. Tessa was a sex machine. Geneviève convinced her to let her play with her ass. It was the only part that Tessa hadn’t touched. It was lovely and small and white. Tessa smiled as Geneviève got Marion on all fours and started licking her ass. Tessa knew where Geneviève kept her special strapon and got it from the drawer in the dresser. She gave it to Geneviève so that the French woman could continue her licking while putting on the instrument. It was an antique dildo made of ivory and thinner than most because it was designed to go into an asshole. It was something Geneviève had bought from an antique dealer in Paris. It came from a Paris turn of the century brothel.
Marion screamed in pleasure when Geneviève buggered her. She screamed again. The erotic screams made Tessa horny. She slipped being Geneviève, moved one of the straps, and slid her long tongue inside her hostess’s asshole. The two women were having another three-way which was the usual scenario when Tessa brought a girl to Geneviève’s place.
An hour later, Tessa had to go back to the city as the curfew was also for German officers. She took the taxi back, but left Marion with Geneviève as she was afraid of getting caught on the way back by the German patrols.
Geneviève had no problems with that, and Marion was so dazed she didn’t know what was happening. Besides Marion reminded Geneviève of her former lover Annie.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Marion stayed put the following day but moved to the second floor, having her meals in Geneviève’s kitchen. Tessa had paid her well and she was ready for more. Geneviève had plans for her. It was Saturday.
A call came in during lunch time. Geneviève answered and listened without saying a word. Then she smiled and said ‘ok”.
“We’ll spend tomorrow afternoon in a Vichy hotel, private suite.”, Geneviève told Marion
Marion smiled and had learned not to ask questions. She had started taking courses in dressmaking just before the war broke out. When the Germans occupied Paris, she fled to Vichy with the government thinking it was the right thing to do. It was. Nothing was known of her family. She had been a lesbian since her teens, and she was now 22.
That evening, Marion was in her room on the third floor when she heard a knock. Geneviève came in with two glasses of wine. She wore one of many see-through nighties she owned. Marion smiled and took off her clothes. It was not a time for chit chat. They had their glass of wine. Geneviève slipped off her nightie. Both women loved asslicking. It was Marion’s turn. Geneviève got on all fours and Marion faced Geneviève’s beautiful ass. She kissed both cheeks before she concentrated her efforts on the wrinkled hole. Geneviève groaned when Marion’s tongue penetrated her hole and went in as far as it could. Marion tongue-fucked her lover’s asshole and started to masturbate Geneviève’s cunt with her hand. It worked and Geneviève covered Marion’s fingers with her first squirt of the evening. Geneviève and her young lover continued throughout the evening with a sizzling 69, their first together, and finished with Geneviève mounting the young woman and fucking her into the mattress. Marion was smart and didn’t compare Geneviève and Tessa’s performance when her hostess started some pillow talk after their fuck. One thing which came out of the talk is that both liked watersports. Marion was happy to roll into the empty tub with the older woman, both emptying their bladder all over each other. A bath followed their romp and Geneviève reluctantly left her lover to have a good sleep. She knew tomorrow would be a long day.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The next day, in the middle of the cool afternoon, a taxi dropped off Geneviève and Marion in front of the Hotel de Vichy. The women both wore a full-length fur coat which covered their nearly naked body. They were ushered to the top floor suite. The party had already begun. The women left their coat with the hotel employee and walked into the room only dressed in high heels and string panties. Tessa walked over immediately and kissed them both. Everyone was naked and it was nearly impossible to tell who was French and who was German. Tessa was obviously happy to show off her luscious body. She was a blonde version of Geneviève and people there thought they were a great pair. There were more women than men, but the nationality of the men was easier to identify than the women. Geneviève knew a few of the minister’s wives or mistresses. Some of the German male officers had made friends with some French civil servants. Geneviève whispered into Marion’s ear that there would be lots to watch, even men with men. Marion smiled and answered that there was very little she had not yet seen. Special servants, male and female, were walking around the room with a tray of hors-d’oeuvres or glasses of champagne. The male servants were fully dressed but had their erect cock sticking out of their fly. The women wore see-through skirts with no panties and were topless.
One of the waitresses had a beautiful rack and Geneviève made a point, after taking a glass of champagne, of sucking on one of her nipples. It was obvious she was making a point that she was into women. It was an open invitation to lesbians she wasn’t acquainted with. Marion was getting to know people also. The wife of one of the ministers was introducing her lovely young daughter to the ladies present. Tessa was arm in arm with Marion when they met the mother-daughter couple. Tessa had obviously slept with the daughter. Marion and the daughter were particularly attracted to each other. They kissed on the lips and hugged each other in such an erotic way that several guests made a circle around them. Tessa and the mother smiled and were obviously pleased the girls were giving a show. The daughter pretended to want to leave but Marion grabbed her by the arm and they kissed again. The daughter was playing the hard-to-get lesbian virgin while Marion was playing the horny butch. Geneviève observed all that from a distance and told herself that Marion could be a valuable asset to her. Finally, Marion and the daughter tumbled to the heavily carpeted floor and quickly got into a 69. Cheers were heard and that made the whole atmosphere much sexier as men began to masturbate, women to suck cock or pussy. Tessa was sucking one of the female servants who had to give her tray to a male colleague. She was going to drop everything as she felt her orgasm become imminent.
Ministers and German high-ranking officers were showing off their mistress, and a few their wife. One French and one German officer were meeting in the middle of one room and the mistresses were eyeing each other as the men talked. The two men brought put their arm around their woman and pushed them slowly towards each other. Geneviève and Tessa (who had cunt juice all over her face) were watching this with interest since they both knew the women. They were attractive with wide hips, a bushy mop, good upturned tits, and a lovely ass. They liked girls when they were with girls and men when they were paid to be with men.
“They haven’t done each other in a while”, whispered Geneviève
“They both have a female “sugar mommy” as well as a male escort”, added Tessa
Both women were playing innocent as the men tried to get them interested in each other. They laughed and gently pushed the other away. Then one put her fist under the other’s chin and kissed her. The men were erect and stepped away from what they knew would be some interesting action.
It didn’t take look for the two mature lookers to grab tits, tongue-kiss and grab ass. People applauded. A few men joined the officers and masturbated, excited by the two beauties about to have sex. The women rolled face to face on the floor, trying to pin the other. Finally one gave up and opened her legs wide, resting her feet on her lover’s back. They rubbed cunts, one blonde, the other brunette. Geneviève and Tessa were getting wet. They couldn’t keep their hands from squeezing each other. They decided to join the girl fuck. Geneviève knelt behind the top woman and started licking her ass while Tessa knelt on either side of the other woman’s head and lowered her bushy cunt on her face. The small lesbian orgy contributed to an increase in sexual excitement in the ballroom. Two male servants were sucking cock in 69, both fully dressed except for their cock sticking out of their pants. Some men were jerking off over the lesbian pile-up and spraying the ladies with cum. Marion added to the pile by licking Geneviève’s ass and started a “choo-choo train” reaction when another woman, much older, attacked Marion’s asshole with her tongue. All the guests, at least most of them, had gathered to watch the small lesbian orgy triggered by the two bisexual mistresses. Taking advantage of the fact that most people were watching the lesbian pile-up, a French minister and a young German officer slipped out to a small room which had its door open. The couple, with an age difference of at least 25 years, kissed and had their hands roam each other’s naked body as they lay face to face on their side.
The lesbians group separated slowly with some couples having a harder time at it. The spectators turned away and suddenly saw through a small opening of the door, the two men on the bed. The people who had been invited knew each other. It was important to keep some groups apart: that included people who were not of the same political beliefs or not friendly with the Germans; a wife and a mistress to the same man; a person who wanted his or her sexuality remain unknown to his entourage, etc…All this to say that everyone knew of the affair between the minister who was 60 years old and the German officer who was in his early 20s. It is one thing to know of something, and another to see it unfolding on a bed.
For that reason, everyone rushed to the room where the two men were still involved with their preliminaries. Marion, who had just licked her lover Geneviève’s ass, was nearly uplifted by Geneviève and Tessa into a front seat to watch the men.
The couple ignored the fuss and began to suck on each other’s cock so that they were totally erect. The minister needed a bit more help but he was proud to show a totally straight and huge erection to the crowd of onlookers. The young German moved slowly kissing his lover’s hairy buttocks and plunging nose first into the inviting crack.
“Now we know who is the man”, whispered Marion
“If you have been around politicians, you would know that the minister has always been known to receive homage from his lovers”, added Geneviève
“The affair is well-known in Vichy circles, but it is interesting to see it actually, let us say “in the flesh”, laughed Tessa
Women hung onto other women, or to men, as they watched the German stud slowly penetrate his bitch. The two men moved in unison as they started to fuck. The lesbians were smiling, thinking of the times some had done the same thing to other women, as Geneviève had done to Marion. Some men left unable to be interested in male lovers, but most people stayed until the end and gave the couple a hand of applause.
Geneviève had also managed to do some business and had approached several potential clients for the grocery store. Tessa had introduced the storekeeper to her boss Monika, who was older but a well-known lesbian. Tessa generously shared her contacts and even her girlfriends with her boss, sometimes slipping into bed with her. Geneviève and Monika had found each other attractive and exchanged calling cards much to Tessa’s pleasure. Monika also had an eye for Marion and would surely cover her young body with hers in the next few weeks.
END OF PART 1
Jeannie
- 16.10.2021
- 8
- 0
A FRENCH VILLAGE A TALE OF WAR PART 7 AND LAST
- 1 year ago
- 2
- 0
A FRENCH VILLAGE A Tale of the War PART 4
- 2 years ago
- 3
- 0
