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A FRENCH VILLAGE (A TALE OF WAR) PART 6
Inside de SS car, one could hear the shutter of the camera “click, click….”. The problem was that the ladies on the pictures were alone, but at least the SS had done their job.
“We have all of them getting out of the hotel a few minutes apart”, said Monika
“But were they together ? I think we can assume so.” added Tessa
“The one who worries me is Toinette. I bet she has been sleeping with Geneviève and Isabelle. We never suspected that. These two dykes must know what we did and what we were up to with Ursula.”, sighed Monika
“There is another girl in the picture. The dressmaker who saw Geneviève,’ added Tessa.
‘I don’t think she is dangerous. If she sees Toinette, then we should scare her”, said Monika
“Toinette is playing with everyone but is answering only to one person”, continued Monika, “and I don’t know who it is”.
“At least we know one thing: whatever information Ursula passed on, it was never delivered to the people in England. It concerned the launching site of V1 missiles, and it is still in operation. “ smiled Tessa
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Alain D. was back in Paris. He was welcomed in his office as a hero, even by the employees who were jealous of his promotion. He had the dinner with his boss on his mind all the way on the train from Vichy. He wondered what it meant. Bernard, his immediate boss, was a slightly older man who was a known as a womanizer, so he didn’t think it was a sexual situation. Anyway, he would see for himself.
The hotel was very posh and reserved usually for the German military and the French Militia. Bernard was already seated in the restaurant with another man, a man Alain had never seen before. Alain was introduced to Charles who suddenly became familiar as soon as he started talking. Charles had been a pilot before the war, quite a famous one with Air France. Alain had often seen him in news films presented before the main film in cinemas. He was well-built, tanned, and handsome. He was associated with Renault as a test pilot for automobiles. He was a German sympathizer. Alain was excited to be so close to a famous pilot and also sexually troubled by his masculinity. It was a mutual attraction and Bernard could feel that his presence was no longer needed. After dessert and cheese, Bernard excused himself since he had to go back to the office and left Alain and Charles to finish their cognac.
There was no need for seduction or hidden signs since the two men had agreed silently that they would go to a room and have sex. Bernard had given the key to Charles before Alain’s arrival. The room was large and had a very wide bed which could have accommodated three couples.
The two men took off their jackets and shoes. Charles went to a bureau and opened a drawer. Out of it came a pair of women’s underpants and a bra. Alain knew what was expected of him. He undressed and put on the woman’s apparel, then went into the bathroom where he found some lipstick and a wig. He was ready for Charles. His lover was naked, and Alain could admire his muscles which one could follow from the shoulders down his back, through his buttocks and to his legs. Alain looked like a half-dressed hooker as he emerged from the bathroom. Charles looked at his hard cock partially emerging from his panties. The two men kissed with some passion and the lipstick was smeared on both faces. Alain grabbed Charles’s rod and the former pilot squeezed Alain’s balls through his panties. Both men had drops of pre-cum which were quite visible. Charles kissed Alain’s nipples after removing the bra. Charles knelt in front of his lover and pulled off his panties. Charles started sucking the knob for a few minutes then turned his bitch around to push his buttocks apart and expose his hole. Alain shuddered when Charles penetrated his hole with his tongue and licked it up and down. The men could hardly keep from jumping on each other. It was Alain’s turn to suck on the pilot’s large cock and feeling his balls. Charles couldn’t wait any longer and lifted Alain like a bride and dropped him gently on the bed. Alain was on all-fours and Charles resumed his asslicking for a few minutes before he got into position. Alain closed his eyes as Charles’s cock slowly inched into him. When his cock could go no further, Charles pulled it back half-way, then pushed it back in bringing a howl from his lover. The long-awaited mating was underway between the two men. Bernard was happy as he stood naked in the next room and could look at the action through a small hole in the wall. He turned and motioned a beautiful tall naked woman to have a look. Isabelle bent down a bit and looked through the peep hole and smiled. She looked at Bernard and made a face which showed her approval and interest. She knew photographs were automatically taken as they watched. Bernard and Isabelle came back to the bed and Bernard went through the same motions as Charles had done but pushed his hard cock inside a real female ass. Isabelle seemed to appreciate it. She was fucking a Renault man and said it was like a car getting into a garage. No one knew when the men reached an orgasm or when Isabelle did, but moans were heard from both rooms.
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It was cold and the middle-age woman wished she had dressed more warmly. She was wearing slacks (which was not common for a woman at that time) because it was more convenient walking through the bush. It was dark, past midnight. The forest surrounded her, and she was leaning against a large rock. She kept her ears open. She looked at her watch, but it was too dark to see anything.
She heard twigs cracking under someone’s foot. She stiffened hoping it wasn’t a soldier. She heard someone whistle the beginning of the national anthem. She also whistled. The noise closed in on her. Finally, a woman wearing trousers and a hood knelt besides her.
“Sorry I’m late”, said the woman, “we were stopped a number of times at roadblocks”. She had brought woolen blankets since the plan was to spend the night. Anyone seen on the road at this time of the night would be shot. The woman waiting near the rock was Annie. The one who had just arrived was Toinette. She carried a small cardboard box which she gave to Annie who secured it in a shoulder bag. “They are the films of the documents”, said Toinette,”I had to give the documents back to show I hadn’t passed them on.” Annie nodded and smiled. “Thank you”, said Annie, “You are very brave”. Toinette kissed her and Annie put her arms around her neck and kissed her back. The two women, locked in a tongue kiss, fell sideways on the ground. “Did you bring it ?”, whispered Toinette in Annie’s ear. “Of course”, giggled Annie. She took Toinette’s hand and moved it to her tummy and down her crotch. “Mmmmm…”, hissed Toinette, “This looks promising”. The two women spread the blankets and slipped between them. They unbuttoned their shirt and pulled down their pants and panties around their knees. They were not cold since they were protected by the large blankets, and they had each other’s warmth. They squeezed tits as they kissed. Annie’s strapon cock was poking Toinette’s stomach, andthe beautiful blonde could feel Annie’s cunt with her fingers. The two lesbians continued feeling cunt lips, and clits, and kissing. When their breathing got to a high point, before they could waste an orgasm, Toinette got on her back and Annie mounted her, slipping her fake cock inside her lover’s cunt hole. They had often done this since the breakup with Geneviève, but they had been secretive about it and nobody knew of their relationship. The women began to fuck and rapidly reached a mutual orgasm. It wasn’t the most comfortable fuck they had ever had but doing it in the forest at night spiced up what was already exciting. They slept the rest of the night, well most of the night since they fucked once again about an hour before sunrise.
At sunrise, a black car stopped near their hiding place. The two women jumped into the trunk which had a small vent giving them air from the inside of the car. Isabelle was on the back seat and tapped twice on the floor. A double tap answered hers. She smiled and gave directions to the driver. Both ladies arrived home safely after a long night.
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Isabelle was busy getting Toinette and Annie together to serve the cause. No one knew about it, no even Geneviève. Time was moving on but the war was far from over. Everyone was nervous in Vichy. Everyone was spying on everyone else. Isabelle used her body. Bernard was an ally, but his company also worked for the Germans. Nobody could get clean. Everyone had something to do with the Germans. That night Isabelle was busy again. Bernard had become one of her best contacts. She received a lot of information from him, which she passed on to the Resistance, but she had to be present for his sexual needs. He was bisexual like Isabelle. She had enjoyed watching the two handsome men, Alain and Charles, fuck like minks at the hotel. Isabelle and Bernard were both voyeurs, something else they had in common. Isabelle wanted her husband to know that she knew about his secret life. It was time for him also to take sides and think about his involvement with the Germans. Bernard was in Vichy for the week and she was going to take advantage of it.
Isabelle asked Bernard to meet her husband and his mistress of the day for a little hanky panky. Bernard knew the situation and would not turn away from an opportunity to get intimate with Isabelle’s husband. So, on Friday evening, Georges and Isabelle went to the Hotel de Vichy to meet with Bernard and an unknown lady. Georges was nervous and smelled a rat. On the other hand, Isabelle was in a great mood. When the couple reached the room, they were met by Bernard and his girlfriend wearing only bathrobes. Isabelle and Georges were invited to go to the adjoining room and disrobe to wear a bathrobe. Georges accepted reluctantly. Actually, he had no choice, but still thought that he would have to play husband, which he hadn’t done in ages.
When the two couples were finally in the same room. Bernard introduced Isabelle to Madeleine, an attractive brunette about Isabelle’s age. The women had never met. Bernard suggested they get to know each other better. The ladies jumped at the invitation and dropped their bathrobe. Georges stood wide-eyed as he watched his wife and Madeleine kiss on the lips and move to the bed. Madeleine was an experienced woman-lover. She quickly got into a 69 with Isabelle and the two women began eating each other out. Bernard dropped his robe and so did Georges. Isabelle’s husband had never seen his wife with another woman and was quite excited. The two men approached the wide bed and got on a few feet from the ladies. Excited by the lesbian show and in proximity with a naked handsome man was too much for Georges. Bernard didn’t have to convince Georges to imitate the ladies and get into a mutual cocksucking position. Both couples were keeping an eye on the other. Eventually Isabelle mounted Madeleine. A few minutes later, Bernard climbed on Georges back and the two men got ready for a fuck. Georges watched his wife cunt-fucking Madeleine who had her legs wrapped around Isabelle’s waist. Bernard was as hard as he could get as he was also terribly excited at watching the two women fuck. The two women finished first and sprayed each other with cunt juice. Bernard was pounding Georges’ ass. The two women sat a few feet from the action with arms around each other’s waist.
“I like to see Bernard fuck a man”, whispered Madeleine
“I see him for the first time”, answered Isabelle, “as well as my husband”.
They both laughed out loud. Madeleine got on her stomach and sucked on Georges cock. Isabelle lay on top of her and licked her ass. Bernard came hard. Georges came in Madeleine’s mouth. After Bernard had a bit of a rest, the small orgy was well underway. Georges sucked on Madeleine’s cunt, Isabelle sucked Bernard’s cock while Bernard licked Georges’ ass. The two couples fucked and sucked until the wee hours of the morning.
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“I think the hem is too low”, suggested Monika
“Ok. Not a problem. Where do you want it ?”, asked Annie
“You know where I want it. Just above my clit”, whispered Monika
“Why did you come here ? We shouldn’t be seen together”, stuttered Annie as she got up
“I told everyone you were not a suspect, so relax”, said Monika putting both her hands on the dressmaker’s shoulders.
“I got the films of the documents and switched them. I gave Isabelle unimportant ones.”, said Annie slowly
Annie got up and gave Monika a brown envelope. Monika opened it and smiled as she leafed through.
“Good girl. We forced Toinette to give us back the originals but we didn’t know she had filmed them so she could pass them on. Now we have the copies and are sure nobody will give them to the British or the French”, sighed Monika
Annie undid the cloth belt which kept her bathrobe from opening. Monika lifted her skirt above her tummy. Her shaved cunt with prominent red lips stared Annie in the face. The dressmaker kneeled in front of the German lesbian and opened her mouth, covering Monika’s cunt lips and hole. She moved her lips over the female crack and felt the juices flowing down her chin and dripping on her bare tits. Monika was hot for the small dressmaker. She never had sex with her although Tessa always promised her it was going to be soon. The German lesbians avoided having sex with Annie while she was in her dressshop and she didn’t come to Vichy very often. Even then, it was risky for Annie to be seen with German women. She managed to give the impression that her only customers were French women, mostly wives of important political figures.
Monika came in Annie’s expert mouth. Annie knew of Monika’s reputation as a butch. The dressmaker lay on the floor, her small but perfect body was naked and available. Monika was shaking as she removed her blouse and let her tits hang out. Off came the skirt. The two naked women kissed as Monika mounted the willing French lesbian. They were fucking hard within minutes. Annie was happy to be so close to Monika since she was very scared of the consequences of her little games with the Resistance. Monika was an expert at what she did. She moved her clit around like a missile searching for its target. Bang ! Annie jumped as Monika’s erotic stub crushed her small erect clit. Annie screamed and Monika covered her mouth with her hand, then with a tongue kiss. Annie was being drilled. Even Isabelle, even Geneviève hadn’t fucked her that well. The dressmaker could feel her orgasm building up quickly and kissed her lover as she exploded, sending a stream of juice against Monika’s cunt hole. The two women were breeding like rabbits. Neither wanted that moment to end. As soon as one moved, the other kissed her and both began humping again. Annie knew she had two orgasms but later she thought she might have a had a third or even a fourth one.
Monika had her car come by in a hurry so nobody could see her coming out of Annie’s shop. This time nobody took pictures. Back inside her shop, Annie took another envelope from inside a locked drawer. It had the pictures of Monika, Tessa and Geneviève with the young ladies in the forest. “Isabelle is right. These will be for after the war”, thought Annie
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Toinette’s head was spinning. She was confused. She had had original documents from Ursula, but she made films of them before she gave back the originals to Monika and Tessa. She had passed the films to Annie during that night in the forest and Annie had given them to Isabelle. Isabelle hadn’t looked at them since they were microfilms. They were supposed to contain the location of the launching site of V1 missiles from France. Apparently when the people in England looked at the films, they contained pictures of farms and fields, but no missiles. Since she was the one who had made the first copy, Toinette was scared that the Resistance would accuse her of keeping the originals and making copies of useless photographs. Then she thought of Annie who was the one who passed the copies to Isabelle. But she didn’t have the technology nor the time to make the switch. Or maybe it was Isabelle who sent the wrong information, but Isabelle was the top representative of De Gaulle in Vichy. How could she ?
The only person Toinette trusted was Annie. Isabelle had wanted the two of them to get together, not suspecting that they had known each other for years. Toinette contacted Annie who invited her to her dress shop.
“I’m not going to Vichy anymore”, whined Annie
‘Why not ? All our friends are there: Isabelle is always there, Geneviève is often there, I’m there and there is so much opportunity for sex. “ laughed Toinette
“But the Germans are also there, and they had made signs that they want to see me, women like Monika, Tessa and maybe others.”, whispered Annie
“Then you’ll have to satisfy your sexual cravings with me and nobody else”, moaned Toinette as she lifted her small tits and pushed them against Annie’s.
Toinette needed to be reassured and Annie was horny as usual. The mood was playful as the two lesbians started playing, grabbing tits, cupping the front of the other’s dress, getting their faces within inches of each other and spitting, sniffing under arms. They were undressing at the same time. Annie had put her small strapon on the dresser.
Annie found Toinette extremely attractive and was very turned on by her body. Annie could be bitch and butch, she could be clit-fucked into the mattress by Monika or Isabelle, but at the same time fuck Toinette with a strapon as if she was her bitch. The ladies were naked and had migrated to the bedroom. Annie had put on her strapon. Both were “ass girls” and it didn’t surprise Annie when Toinette asked to be fucked in the ass. The dressmaker licked her lover’s asshole, penetrating it with her hard tongue, while Toinette was rubbing her cunt inches from Annie’s face. The dressmaker positioned herself with her strapon aimed at Toinette’s wet hole. She climbed on her lover’s back as Toinette had decided to lie flat on her stomach on the bed. Annie fucked Toinette in the ass with her short fake cock and Toinette moved up and down against the bed, rubbing her cunt against the sheet at the same time. Annie nibbled on the blonde’s earlobes and whispered dirty things to her ear. Promises were made for later.
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Bernard had invited Alain D. to a private men-only party. Alain was excited as he guessed Charles would be there and probably other muscle men. Alain was also quite certain that Bernard would make his move, especially after Isabelle’s account of Bernard copulating with her husband Georges. Alain was on cloud nine. He had had so much trouble in the past years to find regular sex partners that he often resorted to sex in greasy alleyways and under small park bridges. There was a certain amount of excitement at having sex outdoors in public places but then it was more comfortable to get off on silk sheets in posh hotels with clean partners.
Alain had worked for Bernard since a few years before the war. His boss was only 3 or 4 years older but dressed in an old-fashioned way, and thus looked older. He was a little thicker also but not fat by any means. Alain was attracted to him as Bernard was very masculine, smoked cigars and was comfortable when surrounded with women. As we saw earlier, Bernard was in Vichy for the week.
As soon as he entered the large hotel room and saw Bernard in a bathrobe sitting by himself in a corner of the room, Alain knew there was not going to be a party. Bernard was smoking a thin Brazilian cigar which he extinguished in the ashtray next to him when Alain entered the room.
Alain stopped in his tracks and smiled. Bernard undid the cloth belt from his robe and threw it on the chair he had been sitting on. He was totally naked and half-erect. His body was tanned since he had spent a few weeks in the south of France when Alain was in Vichy. The two men kept their distance but moved around each other in circles. Alain sat on the bed to remove his shoes, then got up and quickly got rid of the rest of his clothes. The slow chase continued between the two naked men. Bernard was now fully erect and Alain was also.
“A small cocktail awaits you, if you’re interested”, whispered Bernard in a voice Alain didn’t recognize.
“It contains pre-cum and a few drops of piss. Just in case you would appreciate an appetizer’, continued Bernard.
Alain walked over and slid on his knees in front of the older man. He took Bernard’s knob in his mouth and sucked and then licked the bottom part of his cock from his balls to his knob. Bernard closed his eyes as his cock seemed to stiffen ever more, which he thought was impossible. Alain slid Bernard thick cock in his mouth, and it disappeared, as he knew it would evaporate later in his ass. Alain moved his head back and forth slowly without stopping. Bernard knew he was dealing with an experienced sucker, always covering his teeth with his lips, avoiding the slightest uncomfortable contact with the cock’s sensitive skin. Bernard pulled his cock out slowly and made a sign with his mouth and hand which left nothing to Alain’s imagination. The young employee climbed on the bed on all fours and Bernard was right behind him. The older man kissed Alain’s asscheeks and licked the crack separating them. When it reached the puckered hole, the tongue twirled so that it would penetrate the small opening, pushing it to open wider, slipping inside like a miniature wet cock. Bernard pulled away for a minute and guided his cock between the hard wet buttocks and settled it against the opening of Alain’s hole. Without Alain noticing it, Bernard looked at the mirror of the dresser and smiled. Then he pushed his instrument inside the hole, inch by inch, until his pubic hair was tickling Alain’s hairless buttocks.
Behind the wall mirror, sitting on a highchair in the next room, Isabelle had a perfect view of the two men about to fuck each other. She was naked and had her legs open so that the young woman, who was kneeling in front of the chair, could lick her cunt. Isabelle didn’t know her, but she was very good. Isabelle was surprised that such a beauty with a magical tongue could be unfamiliar to her. She apparently worked in a dress shop in Paris and had been sent over as a gift by Annie. In return, Annie had received a few pieces of classified information from England which Isabelle transmitted to her. She knew she could trust her. She felt it inside her gut. As she was thinking of Annie, she heard Alain and Bernard scream their pleasure and roll together on their side on the bed. Isabelle squirted all over the beautiful young dress maker’s face. Annie would be pleased. At the same time, in her shop just outside Vichy, Annie was packing her only suitcase with essentials. She had heard the Allies had landed in Normandy. She had but little time……
TO BE CONTINUED
Inside de SS car, one could hear the shutter of the camera “click, click….”. The problem was that the ladies on the pictures were alone, but at least the SS had done their job.
“We have all of them getting out of the hotel a few minutes apart”, said Monika
“But were they together ? I think we can assume so.” added Tessa
“The one who worries me is Toinette. I bet she has been sleeping with Geneviève and Isabelle. We never suspected that. These two dykes must know what we did and what we were up to with Ursula.”, sighed Monika
“There is another girl in the picture. The dressmaker who saw Geneviève,’ added Tessa.
‘I don’t think she is dangerous. If she sees Toinette, then we should scare her”, said Monika
“Toinette is playing with everyone but is answering only to one person”, continued Monika, “and I don’t know who it is”.
“At least we know one thing: whatever information Ursula passed on, it was never delivered to the people in England. It concerned the launching site of V1 missiles, and it is still in operation. “ smiled Tessa
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Alain D. was back in Paris. He was welcomed in his office as a hero, even by the employees who were jealous of his promotion. He had the dinner with his boss on his mind all the way on the train from Vichy. He wondered what it meant. Bernard, his immediate boss, was a slightly older man who was a known as a womanizer, so he didn’t think it was a sexual situation. Anyway, he would see for himself.
The hotel was very posh and reserved usually for the German military and the French Militia. Bernard was already seated in the restaurant with another man, a man Alain had never seen before. Alain was introduced to Charles who suddenly became familiar as soon as he started talking. Charles had been a pilot before the war, quite a famous one with Air France. Alain had often seen him in news films presented before the main film in cinemas. He was well-built, tanned, and handsome. He was associated with Renault as a test pilot for automobiles. He was a German sympathizer. Alain was excited to be so close to a famous pilot and also sexually troubled by his masculinity. It was a mutual attraction and Bernard could feel that his presence was no longer needed. After dessert and cheese, Bernard excused himself since he had to go back to the office and left Alain and Charles to finish their cognac.
There was no need for seduction or hidden signs since the two men had agreed silently that they would go to a room and have sex. Bernard had given the key to Charles before Alain’s arrival. The room was large and had a very wide bed which could have accommodated three couples.
The two men took off their jackets and shoes. Charles went to a bureau and opened a drawer. Out of it came a pair of women’s underpants and a bra. Alain knew what was expected of him. He undressed and put on the woman’s apparel, then went into the bathroom where he found some lipstick and a wig. He was ready for Charles. His lover was naked, and Alain could admire his muscles which one could follow from the shoulders down his back, through his buttocks and to his legs. Alain looked like a half-dressed hooker as he emerged from the bathroom. Charles looked at his hard cock partially emerging from his panties. The two men kissed with some passion and the lipstick was smeared on both faces. Alain grabbed Charles’s rod and the former pilot squeezed Alain’s balls through his panties. Both men had drops of pre-cum which were quite visible. Charles kissed Alain’s nipples after removing the bra. Charles knelt in front of his lover and pulled off his panties. Charles started sucking the knob for a few minutes then turned his bitch around to push his buttocks apart and expose his hole. Alain shuddered when Charles penetrated his hole with his tongue and licked it up and down. The men could hardly keep from jumping on each other. It was Alain’s turn to suck on the pilot’s large cock and feeling his balls. Charles couldn’t wait any longer and lifted Alain like a bride and dropped him gently on the bed. Alain was on all-fours and Charles resumed his asslicking for a few minutes before he got into position. Alain closed his eyes as Charles’s cock slowly inched into him. When his cock could go no further, Charles pulled it back half-way, then pushed it back in bringing a howl from his lover. The long-awaited mating was underway between the two men. Bernard was happy as he stood naked in the next room and could look at the action through a small hole in the wall. He turned and motioned a beautiful tall naked woman to have a look. Isabelle bent down a bit and looked through the peep hole and smiled. She looked at Bernard and made a face which showed her approval and interest. She knew photographs were automatically taken as they watched. Bernard and Isabelle came back to the bed and Bernard went through the same motions as Charles had done but pushed his hard cock inside a real female ass. Isabelle seemed to appreciate it. She was fucking a Renault man and said it was like a car getting into a garage. No one knew when the men reached an orgasm or when Isabelle did, but moans were heard from both rooms.
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It was cold and the middle-age woman wished she had dressed more warmly. She was wearing slacks (which was not common for a woman at that time) because it was more convenient walking through the bush. It was dark, past midnight. The forest surrounded her, and she was leaning against a large rock. She kept her ears open. She looked at her watch, but it was too dark to see anything.
She heard twigs cracking under someone’s foot. She stiffened hoping it wasn’t a soldier. She heard someone whistle the beginning of the national anthem. She also whistled. The noise closed in on her. Finally, a woman wearing trousers and a hood knelt besides her.
“Sorry I’m late”, said the woman, “we were stopped a number of times at roadblocks”. She had brought woolen blankets since the plan was to spend the night. Anyone seen on the road at this time of the night would be shot. The woman waiting near the rock was Annie. The one who had just arrived was Toinette. She carried a small cardboard box which she gave to Annie who secured it in a shoulder bag. “They are the films of the documents”, said Toinette,”I had to give the documents back to show I hadn’t passed them on.” Annie nodded and smiled. “Thank you”, said Annie, “You are very brave”. Toinette kissed her and Annie put her arms around her neck and kissed her back. The two women, locked in a tongue kiss, fell sideways on the ground. “Did you bring it ?”, whispered Toinette in Annie’s ear. “Of course”, giggled Annie. She took Toinette’s hand and moved it to her tummy and down her crotch. “Mmmmm…”, hissed Toinette, “This looks promising”. The two women spread the blankets and slipped between them. They unbuttoned their shirt and pulled down their pants and panties around their knees. They were not cold since they were protected by the large blankets, and they had each other’s warmth. They squeezed tits as they kissed. Annie’s strapon cock was poking Toinette’s stomach, andthe beautiful blonde could feel Annie’s cunt with her fingers. The two lesbians continued feeling cunt lips, and clits, and kissing. When their breathing got to a high point, before they could waste an orgasm, Toinette got on her back and Annie mounted her, slipping her fake cock inside her lover’s cunt hole. They had often done this since the breakup with Geneviève, but they had been secretive about it and nobody knew of their relationship. The women began to fuck and rapidly reached a mutual orgasm. It wasn’t the most comfortable fuck they had ever had but doing it in the forest at night spiced up what was already exciting. They slept the rest of the night, well most of the night since they fucked once again about an hour before sunrise.
At sunrise, a black car stopped near their hiding place. The two women jumped into the trunk which had a small vent giving them air from the inside of the car. Isabelle was on the back seat and tapped twice on the floor. A double tap answered hers. She smiled and gave directions to the driver. Both ladies arrived home safely after a long night.
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Isabelle was busy getting Toinette and Annie together to serve the cause. No one knew about it, no even Geneviève. Time was moving on but the war was far from over. Everyone was nervous in Vichy. Everyone was spying on everyone else. Isabelle used her body. Bernard was an ally, but his company also worked for the Germans. Nobody could get clean. Everyone had something to do with the Germans. That night Isabelle was busy again. Bernard had become one of her best contacts. She received a lot of information from him, which she passed on to the Resistance, but she had to be present for his sexual needs. He was bisexual like Isabelle. She had enjoyed watching the two handsome men, Alain and Charles, fuck like minks at the hotel. Isabelle and Bernard were both voyeurs, something else they had in common. Isabelle wanted her husband to know that she knew about his secret life. It was time for him also to take sides and think about his involvement with the Germans. Bernard was in Vichy for the week and she was going to take advantage of it.
Isabelle asked Bernard to meet her husband and his mistress of the day for a little hanky panky. Bernard knew the situation and would not turn away from an opportunity to get intimate with Isabelle’s husband. So, on Friday evening, Georges and Isabelle went to the Hotel de Vichy to meet with Bernard and an unknown lady. Georges was nervous and smelled a rat. On the other hand, Isabelle was in a great mood. When the couple reached the room, they were met by Bernard and his girlfriend wearing only bathrobes. Isabelle and Georges were invited to go to the adjoining room and disrobe to wear a bathrobe. Georges accepted reluctantly. Actually, he had no choice, but still thought that he would have to play husband, which he hadn’t done in ages.
When the two couples were finally in the same room. Bernard introduced Isabelle to Madeleine, an attractive brunette about Isabelle’s age. The women had never met. Bernard suggested they get to know each other better. The ladies jumped at the invitation and dropped their bathrobe. Georges stood wide-eyed as he watched his wife and Madeleine kiss on the lips and move to the bed. Madeleine was an experienced woman-lover. She quickly got into a 69 with Isabelle and the two women began eating each other out. Bernard dropped his robe and so did Georges. Isabelle’s husband had never seen his wife with another woman and was quite excited. The two men approached the wide bed and got on a few feet from the ladies. Excited by the lesbian show and in proximity with a naked handsome man was too much for Georges. Bernard didn’t have to convince Georges to imitate the ladies and get into a mutual cocksucking position. Both couples were keeping an eye on the other. Eventually Isabelle mounted Madeleine. A few minutes later, Bernard climbed on Georges back and the two men got ready for a fuck. Georges watched his wife cunt-fucking Madeleine who had her legs wrapped around Isabelle’s waist. Bernard was as hard as he could get as he was also terribly excited at watching the two women fuck. The two women finished first and sprayed each other with cunt juice. Bernard was pounding Georges’ ass. The two women sat a few feet from the action with arms around each other’s waist.
“I like to see Bernard fuck a man”, whispered Madeleine
“I see him for the first time”, answered Isabelle, “as well as my husband”.
They both laughed out loud. Madeleine got on her stomach and sucked on Georges cock. Isabelle lay on top of her and licked her ass. Bernard came hard. Georges came in Madeleine’s mouth. After Bernard had a bit of a rest, the small orgy was well underway. Georges sucked on Madeleine’s cunt, Isabelle sucked Bernard’s cock while Bernard licked Georges’ ass. The two couples fucked and sucked until the wee hours of the morning.
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“I think the hem is too low”, suggested Monika
“Ok. Not a problem. Where do you want it ?”, asked Annie
“You know where I want it. Just above my clit”, whispered Monika
“Why did you come here ? We shouldn’t be seen together”, stuttered Annie as she got up
“I told everyone you were not a suspect, so relax”, said Monika putting both her hands on the dressmaker’s shoulders.
“I got the films of the documents and switched them. I gave Isabelle unimportant ones.”, said Annie slowly
Annie got up and gave Monika a brown envelope. Monika opened it and smiled as she leafed through.
“Good girl. We forced Toinette to give us back the originals but we didn’t know she had filmed them so she could pass them on. Now we have the copies and are sure nobody will give them to the British or the French”, sighed Monika
Annie undid the cloth belt which kept her bathrobe from opening. Monika lifted her skirt above her tummy. Her shaved cunt with prominent red lips stared Annie in the face. The dressmaker kneeled in front of the German lesbian and opened her mouth, covering Monika’s cunt lips and hole. She moved her lips over the female crack and felt the juices flowing down her chin and dripping on her bare tits. Monika was hot for the small dressmaker. She never had sex with her although Tessa always promised her it was going to be soon. The German lesbians avoided having sex with Annie while she was in her dressshop and she didn’t come to Vichy very often. Even then, it was risky for Annie to be seen with German women. She managed to give the impression that her only customers were French women, mostly wives of important political figures.
Monika came in Annie’s expert mouth. Annie knew of Monika’s reputation as a butch. The dressmaker lay on the floor, her small but perfect body was naked and available. Monika was shaking as she removed her blouse and let her tits hang out. Off came the skirt. The two naked women kissed as Monika mounted the willing French lesbian. They were fucking hard within minutes. Annie was happy to be so close to Monika since she was very scared of the consequences of her little games with the Resistance. Monika was an expert at what she did. She moved her clit around like a missile searching for its target. Bang ! Annie jumped as Monika’s erotic stub crushed her small erect clit. Annie screamed and Monika covered her mouth with her hand, then with a tongue kiss. Annie was being drilled. Even Isabelle, even Geneviève hadn’t fucked her that well. The dressmaker could feel her orgasm building up quickly and kissed her lover as she exploded, sending a stream of juice against Monika’s cunt hole. The two women were breeding like rabbits. Neither wanted that moment to end. As soon as one moved, the other kissed her and both began humping again. Annie knew she had two orgasms but later she thought she might have a had a third or even a fourth one.
Monika had her car come by in a hurry so nobody could see her coming out of Annie’s shop. This time nobody took pictures. Back inside her shop, Annie took another envelope from inside a locked drawer. It had the pictures of Monika, Tessa and Geneviève with the young ladies in the forest. “Isabelle is right. These will be for after the war”, thought Annie
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Toinette’s head was spinning. She was confused. She had had original documents from Ursula, but she made films of them before she gave back the originals to Monika and Tessa. She had passed the films to Annie during that night in the forest and Annie had given them to Isabelle. Isabelle hadn’t looked at them since they were microfilms. They were supposed to contain the location of the launching site of V1 missiles from France. Apparently when the people in England looked at the films, they contained pictures of farms and fields, but no missiles. Since she was the one who had made the first copy, Toinette was scared that the Resistance would accuse her of keeping the originals and making copies of useless photographs. Then she thought of Annie who was the one who passed the copies to Isabelle. But she didn’t have the technology nor the time to make the switch. Or maybe it was Isabelle who sent the wrong information, but Isabelle was the top representative of De Gaulle in Vichy. How could she ?
The only person Toinette trusted was Annie. Isabelle had wanted the two of them to get together, not suspecting that they had known each other for years. Toinette contacted Annie who invited her to her dress shop.
“I’m not going to Vichy anymore”, whined Annie
‘Why not ? All our friends are there: Isabelle is always there, Geneviève is often there, I’m there and there is so much opportunity for sex. “ laughed Toinette
“But the Germans are also there, and they had made signs that they want to see me, women like Monika, Tessa and maybe others.”, whispered Annie
“Then you’ll have to satisfy your sexual cravings with me and nobody else”, moaned Toinette as she lifted her small tits and pushed them against Annie’s.
Toinette needed to be reassured and Annie was horny as usual. The mood was playful as the two lesbians started playing, grabbing tits, cupping the front of the other’s dress, getting their faces within inches of each other and spitting, sniffing under arms. They were undressing at the same time. Annie had put her small strapon on the dresser.
Annie found Toinette extremely attractive and was very turned on by her body. Annie could be bitch and butch, she could be clit-fucked into the mattress by Monika or Isabelle, but at the same time fuck Toinette with a strapon as if she was her bitch. The ladies were naked and had migrated to the bedroom. Annie had put on her strapon. Both were “ass girls” and it didn’t surprise Annie when Toinette asked to be fucked in the ass. The dressmaker licked her lover’s asshole, penetrating it with her hard tongue, while Toinette was rubbing her cunt inches from Annie’s face. The dressmaker positioned herself with her strapon aimed at Toinette’s wet hole. She climbed on her lover’s back as Toinette had decided to lie flat on her stomach on the bed. Annie fucked Toinette in the ass with her short fake cock and Toinette moved up and down against the bed, rubbing her cunt against the sheet at the same time. Annie nibbled on the blonde’s earlobes and whispered dirty things to her ear. Promises were made for later.
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Bernard had invited Alain D. to a private men-only party. Alain was excited as he guessed Charles would be there and probably other muscle men. Alain was also quite certain that Bernard would make his move, especially after Isabelle’s account of Bernard copulating with her husband Georges. Alain was on cloud nine. He had had so much trouble in the past years to find regular sex partners that he often resorted to sex in greasy alleyways and under small park bridges. There was a certain amount of excitement at having sex outdoors in public places but then it was more comfortable to get off on silk sheets in posh hotels with clean partners.
Alain had worked for Bernard since a few years before the war. His boss was only 3 or 4 years older but dressed in an old-fashioned way, and thus looked older. He was a little thicker also but not fat by any means. Alain was attracted to him as Bernard was very masculine, smoked cigars and was comfortable when surrounded with women. As we saw earlier, Bernard was in Vichy for the week.
As soon as he entered the large hotel room and saw Bernard in a bathrobe sitting by himself in a corner of the room, Alain knew there was not going to be a party. Bernard was smoking a thin Brazilian cigar which he extinguished in the ashtray next to him when Alain entered the room.
Alain stopped in his tracks and smiled. Bernard undid the cloth belt from his robe and threw it on the chair he had been sitting on. He was totally naked and half-erect. His body was tanned since he had spent a few weeks in the south of France when Alain was in Vichy. The two men kept their distance but moved around each other in circles. Alain sat on the bed to remove his shoes, then got up and quickly got rid of the rest of his clothes. The slow chase continued between the two naked men. Bernard was now fully erect and Alain was also.
“A small cocktail awaits you, if you’re interested”, whispered Bernard in a voice Alain didn’t recognize.
“It contains pre-cum and a few drops of piss. Just in case you would appreciate an appetizer’, continued Bernard.
Alain walked over and slid on his knees in front of the older man. He took Bernard’s knob in his mouth and sucked and then licked the bottom part of his cock from his balls to his knob. Bernard closed his eyes as his cock seemed to stiffen ever more, which he thought was impossible. Alain slid Bernard thick cock in his mouth, and it disappeared, as he knew it would evaporate later in his ass. Alain moved his head back and forth slowly without stopping. Bernard knew he was dealing with an experienced sucker, always covering his teeth with his lips, avoiding the slightest uncomfortable contact with the cock’s sensitive skin. Bernard pulled his cock out slowly and made a sign with his mouth and hand which left nothing to Alain’s imagination. The young employee climbed on the bed on all fours and Bernard was right behind him. The older man kissed Alain’s asscheeks and licked the crack separating them. When it reached the puckered hole, the tongue twirled so that it would penetrate the small opening, pushing it to open wider, slipping inside like a miniature wet cock. Bernard pulled away for a minute and guided his cock between the hard wet buttocks and settled it against the opening of Alain’s hole. Without Alain noticing it, Bernard looked at the mirror of the dresser and smiled. Then he pushed his instrument inside the hole, inch by inch, until his pubic hair was tickling Alain’s hairless buttocks.
Behind the wall mirror, sitting on a highchair in the next room, Isabelle had a perfect view of the two men about to fuck each other. She was naked and had her legs open so that the young woman, who was kneeling in front of the chair, could lick her cunt. Isabelle didn’t know her, but she was very good. Isabelle was surprised that such a beauty with a magical tongue could be unfamiliar to her. She apparently worked in a dress shop in Paris and had been sent over as a gift by Annie. In return, Annie had received a few pieces of classified information from England which Isabelle transmitted to her. She knew she could trust her. She felt it inside her gut. As she was thinking of Annie, she heard Alain and Bernard scream their pleasure and roll together on their side on the bed. Isabelle squirted all over the beautiful young dress maker’s face. Annie would be pleased. At the same time, in her shop just outside Vichy, Annie was packing her only suitcase with essentials. She had heard the Allies had landed in Normandy. She had but little time……
TO BE CONTINUED
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