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Part 1 - Beginning
We had owned the property in Beaumetz les Aires for about six months when the episode that turned my life upside-down actually occurred. Who are we? My name is Colin, Colin deVilliers BSc. (Hons) to be specific, married to Tessa deVilliers (neë Wyatt) for some 20ish years and normally residing in the English cathedral city of Winchester. Tessa could not be called particularly maternal so children were always way down on the ‘I want’ list, coupled with the fact that she was somewhat conservative in our bedroom. I am 45 while Tessa is 39 and we stay together simply out of habit, because we have our own lives and interests and there is no overpowering incentive not to. We both felt we needed a challenge, which is why we took on the rundown farmhouse in the Pas de Calais. I was alone for a few days, taking a mid-week break, before Tessa joined me at the weekend, working in the loft decorating one of the bedrooms. I decided to take a well-earned coffee break and strolled into the garden noting that it already required attention despite the unseasonably cool spring. A noise attracted my attention; it was a sort of mew, not a cat but more human. I moved to the grange, an outbuilding to which we had given little attention in the short ownership of the property. Slipping in through the workshop entrance I heard the noise again, this time punctuated by a giggle. Definitely human. The noises came from the space above. Quietly I moved to the southwest corner where a ladder led to the upper floor. As silently as I could I climbed the rungs until my head poked through the opening. The roof had windows and in the afternoon light the visibility was adequate, good enough at least to see the antics of the three teenagers in the far corner.
By the rays of the early May sunshine I observed in amazement the frolics of the two young girls and a boy. Despite the cool weather, the boy was naked and the girls hardly overdressed. The blonde wore no bra and her skirt was lifted to reveal a deliciously trimmed ‘vee’. The brunette had on both a blouse and panties but little else. The blonde was sitting on a rough oak beam, her legs off the floor. The boy had his tongue buried in her puffy sex and she was unashamedly enjoying it. The brunette had her hand around his very ample penis, working it in a very competent manner. I watched this 'ménage a trois', wondering how it would end, as if I could not guess. I realised that they probably thought that the old barn was unoccupied and had decided to come in out of the chill air for their teenage orgy. I would not disturb them until they had finished; a little entertainment was most welcome. My own penis stood rigid in my trousers and I felt it dampen the cotton of my pants, something Tessa had long since ceased to accomplish. Whatever happened I would have to relieve myself in some way. The blonde girl suddenly went rigid and pulled at the head between her slim thighs, moaning in climax. Almost simultaneously the penis in the other girl’s hand spurted copiously, spraying glistening droplets over the oak floor and the ministering fingers. Seconds later both were satiated and they all separated. As I blocked the only exit I thought it was time to announce my presence.
"Excusez moi", I declared in my best bad French. The result was electrifying. Both girls grabbed what clothes they could to cover their rather delightful charms while the boy placed his hands over his soft, but still ample, penis. "Pardon, monsieur," stuttered the brunette as she valiantly looked for another exit that did not exist, "Nous considerez le grange abandonne."
This was going to be difficult.
"Vous parler Anglais, sil vous plait?" I said, more in hope than faith, however
my confidence was supported.
"I speak some English.” said the blonde.
"Thank goodness." I said with genuine relief, "Now, what are you doing here?"
"We thought that the grange was empty," she said softly, "so we came in out of
the cold."
"It isn't," I replied, "and what you were doing is not what I intended it for.
Now, before I report you to l'agent de police, I want some explanation."
She explained my question to the others and the brunette responded so quickly
that I could not follow.
"Jacqueline says that if you do not report us we could be very nice to you."
said the blonde.
My cock surged. A sex session with two girls and the boy helping out was my idea
of being ‘very nice’.
"Nice?" I probed, feigning innocence of the suggestion.
"Very nice." said the blonde pressing her small breasts together and upwards,
"You saw what we like to do."
I smiled and they all relaxed.
"My name is Colin," I said quietly, "what are your names?"
"I am Michelle," said the blonde, "this is Jacqueline and my brother Marcel.
Marcel is sixteen, we are both fourteen."
"Your brother?" I echoed loudly and stupidly, "Well, at least you are not afraid
to admit it."
"Why should I?" Michelle said proudly, "We love each other and it is quite
lonely out here in the country and we enjoy it."
I was lost for a reply for a moment. "How much do you do with each other?" I
asked clumsily.
Michelle spoke softly to Jacqueline who smiled cheekily as she nodded. She
then turned to me. "I believe the English say 'no olds barred'," she said
sagely, "we will do anything together."
I said nothing, inviting more revelations by nodding.
"Marcel made love to us both when we were eleven years old. He climaxed with
both of us but could not make any 'come'. It was nearly two years before he made
seed. Now we have to be careful, like we did a while ago, sometimes we suck his
seed, other times we use a condom."
With this information out in the open I had many ideas on how to spend the
remainder of the afternoon.
"I have a few suggestions for our afternoon enjoyment." I spoke to Michelle.
"Tell us please," she replied, "we will enjoy a different man."
"Jacqueline will lay on the floor, lift her skirt and hold herself open. I will
kneel between her thighs and kiss and lick her pussy. Michelle, you will lie on
your back between my legs and suck up my penis. Marcel will put his penis into
Jacqueline's mouth so that she can suck him."
Michelle explained my proposal to the others. Marcel nodded, Jacqueline squealed
excitedly.
On the floor was an old rug so this was dragged over to the centre of the barn.
Jacqueline first sat on the rug, laid back, pulled her skirt above her thighs
and spread her thighs invitingly. Her pubic fur was thinly spread and light
auburn. The sex cleft pouted through the hair, the gash glistening proudly in
the late afternoon light. Her fingers probed the slit and opened it to reveal
the pink inner flesh. I knelt in front of the inviting cleft. On closer
observation the pink flesh was slicked with fluid, both from the previous action
and the expectations of what was to come. The vagina was clearly visible, open
and inviting and certainly not virgin. Lowering myself I placed a gentle kiss on
the mons and brushed the widening cleft. She arched her back and thrust her
thighs to me. Moving away momentarily I slipped out of my trousers and pants and
presented the girls with a massive, curving and dribbling erection. It was over
sixteen centimetres long, thrusting eagerly from the mass of curly hair at the
base of my flat belly. The balls were tight and distended with sperm, the
circumcised head tumescent and purple, glistening with my excitement and, as
they gazed in amazement at the throbbing meat, beads of colourless lubricant
appeared at the tip and drooled suggestively down the helmet-like knob.
"This is yours," I took the hot cock and pointed it toward Michelle, "to suck
and swallow."
I knelt between Jacqueline's white thighs and nuzzled the soft, fragrant fur, my sex pointing down and dripping globules of juice. I felt Michelle shuffle under me then a soft, cool hand caressed my aching penis. I lowered my thighs as far as possible until I felt a pair of soft lips sliding over the slippery head. Kiss after kiss was placed on the turgid flesh and then I felt the grip of a delicious teenage mouth close over the swollen tip and begin to suction. My prick surged on her probing tongue sending rivulets of tangy oil over her taste buds. Her tongue swept over the taut skin of the shapely head gathering the bubbles of clear, spicy salve that trickled from the slit at the apex of the knob sending climactic signals surging down the engorged shaft to the whole of my loins. I reacted as any man would; I prepared to release the volume of steamy, hot semen into her sucking mouth. I began to thrust my hips to and fro so that the teenager had to take the full length of my manhood into her mouth and, at the same time, lapped eagerly at the delicious pink fissure that was Jacqueline's sex.
The bud of her clitoris stood proud and swollen out of the gaping maw and the vagina secreted copious volumes of her musky juice. She gave a surge and, on removing my head from her muff, saw that Marcel had insinuated his ample penis into her mouth and was fucking her face frantically. I realised that neither of us could last much longer, me probably less than him for he had ejaculated some minutes previously. However he was much younger and able to shoot more readily. I spread my thighs as wide as possible to give Michelle as much as possible. Her cool hand caressed my aching meat and stroked the pulsating balls. That did it. The feeling heightened, the balls tightened and the tip began to dribble pre-shoot fluid. I drove my tongue into Jacqueline's puffy lips as the sensations began to take over my penis. Stronger and stronger grew the delicious sensations, tearing at the turgid shaft that was lusting for the relief of climax. Michelle recognised the signs, the grunts, the taut, crinkled balls, the abundance of tangy secretion emanating from the swollen flesh onto her tongue, and prepared for me to spurt. I felt her tongue caress the tip and cover the drooling opening. She was going to try and guide the sperm under her tongue; some chance she had. She had not experienced my come, but this was soon to change. I felt the point of no return approaching. The hot, grey semen bubbled into the base of my prick ready for the journey into the teenager’s throat. Abruptly it was on its way. Nothing in the world could stop the flood of juice that was moments away. I could give her only a minuscule warning time before the cream flooded out.
"Here it comes!" I shrieked at the moment of release, "Take it! Take it!"
The first deluge came in rapid, shallow pulses, flooding her suctioning mouth with its delicate softness. I felt Michelle's mouth tighten over the pumping penis drawing the volumes of come from the tingling balls. Jacqueline's pussy puffed as she climaxed with my tongue rasping the bud clitoris. I tilted back and sat on Michelle's chest still ejaculating firmly into her mouth but a little splattered up her cheek as I changed direction.
"Attention la fille," shouted Marcel helping Jacqueline to wank his penis on
her breasts, "Ca va juter! Ca va gicler! Je ne peux plus me retinir. Ahh,
j'ejaculer. Ah! Ah!"
Thick spurts pulsed out of his massive prick and splattered over her delicious
breasts swamping the pink nipples with his virile come. Marcel produced a flood
of glistening fluid that dripped lazily over the curve of Jacqueline's breasts
leaving shining trails over the smooth skin. He stroked the frothing tip over an
aroused nipple smearing the hard bud with silky soft juice. I watched as he took
the penis and squeezed the last drops out onto her tits and then wiped it on his
handkerchief. Michelle let slip my penis from her sweet mouth and let a little
dribble of semen trickle down her chin.
"Tres bien," she sighed, wiping the luscious fluid from her lips, "tres beau
sperme."
I stood up and dressed; the others followed suit. When dressed the girls looked
almost angelic and it would have been an astute person to divine the lustiness
of them in their demure clothes.
"Merci Michelle, " I said, kissing her gently on the cheek and stroking her firm
breast, "je d'amour d'ejaculer."
"Je vous en prie." she replied pertly.
Then the three of them went into a huddle and whispered rapidly in French.
After a few minutes Michelle came over to me.
"We will speak to someone because we would like you to join in with us in our
organisation?" she said.
"What organisation is that?" I asked with sincere interest.
"We are part of the JOKER organisation, we help to make porno books and films."
I had heard of them. They were a Paris based group that specialised in high
quality porn.
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