Dans le Murs (Part 3)

"Where have you all been," asked Therese sternly, "or shouldn't I ask?"
"We've been for a little walk," I offered with a smile, "just enjoying nature."
"And how much 'nature' is inside these two?" she said accusingly.
"That's nothing to do with you, Therese," I said, "Anne-Marie is my helper and Anna-Lise is very lonely."
"Huh!" she turned and kicked at a tuffet as she stalked away. "I think she's jealous." said Anne-Marie.
"I can't think why," I murmured, "she hates men so why should she care about you and me?”
“I think she wanted me to be her companion.” Anne-Marie smiled broadly, “But there is no way I want to give up men, especially after what we did together.” She moved close to me.
“Oh well, that’s her problem.” I commented, noticing I was being invited to join the crew, “I must go Anne-Marie, Anna-Lise; I have greatly enjoyed our time together and I will meet you again VERY soon for more.” I kissed them both on the warm hair and stepped away swiftly before anyone thought about it.

In the group they were discussing the finer details of the scene. Immediately I joined they asked how the scene should begin. I told them that my girlfriend and I had started by playing the English game 'Dare, Truth, Promise or Opinion' and got more and more daring until we had intercourse. My script was self-explanatory and all they had to do was follow it. At the critical moment Phillipe would withdraw from her, just as I had done the very first time I had my girlfriend, and would shoot over her tummy and fur. The scene was supposed to follow on from the previous one so that Madeleine was fully aware of what Phillipe would do. Pierre asked me whether I had anything to add. "Madeleine," I turned to the blonde teenager, "Katherine was very shy and coy about letting me look between her legs and was almost paranoid when I tried to penetrate her. As soon as I was in and lay on her she wasn't too bad but she got worse again when I pulled out and shot. Actually I turned away and shot onto the grass so you will not be quite accurate. And Phillipe, I was terrified of letting go inside her although I wanted to have her. A number of times I started before I finally got up the courage to push it in and then I was most embarrassed when it spurted out. Remember these are two teenagers who are having sex for the first time, all the feelings are new and things happen in a rush. Actually, I was able to hold off for nearly a minute before I came which, I suppose, is not bad considering."

Pierre nodded as we all responded to a call to the set. The students settled in the makeshift camp, the lights went on to reduce the shading and the team prepared for action.
"Quiet please," shouted Therese, "this is a take. O.K. Rolling ---- action!"
Phillipe and Madeleine acted out their parts very well and mimed their way through the simple game moving quickly onto a brief feel of each other’s assets before Madeleine revealed her ample breasts. After squeezing and milking them Phillipe released his penis from his fly. A few more moments and Madeleine was revealing her fluffy bush and letting him see the slit inside. She was very coy and turned away as he parted her hairs to view her treasure. Then he began to pressurise her into letting him screw her. First she refused but he persisted. Still she refused indicating that she could get pregnant. He countered that by gesticulating that he would withdraw and his semen would shoot over the grass. After a while we saw her nod.
"Cut!" shouted Therese, "That was fine now, get into position before we go for it."
The couple shunted around, Phillipe removing his trousers and Madeleine her jeans and panties and prepared to have intercourse.

"O.K." Therese bawled once again, "Ready --- and ---- action." Phillipe's penis pointed towards Madeleine's snatch and he probed her and then pulled off at the last moment. I remembered this well. Eventually, with some encouragement from Madeleine, he pressed the tip against her and thrust. She gasped as he entered her pussy and then fell on her as he slipped in up to the hilt. Therese filmed the action, the thrusting buttocks and the intertwined legs and arms until Phillipe indicated that he was about to come. The camera dropped so that it could get a close up of the climax as Phillipe yanked himself sharply back. I guess it had nearly caught him out. He gripped the reddened shaft as it slipped out of the muff and, as we watched with one eye on the monitor and the other on the live action, the first little spurt bubbled out and dripped onto her hairs. He screeched as his hand gripped the meat and then he ejaculated. Never in all my days had I seen so much spunk come shooting out of a boy. The first spurt probably contained more than my entire load and it jetted like something from a small hose up her torso and splattered the underside of her left breast. Everybody gasped as they watched in disbelief the massive flood that he was releasing. The first was quickly followed by another then another, almost as copious until she had three major and numerous minor runnels of creamy sperm spread over her. It took Phillipe less than ten seconds to finish and, as he flopped down beside Madeleine, we could all see the sheer glut of sperm pooling over her.

Pierre looked first at me, then at Therese. "Did you get all that, ma cherie," he said, his face a picture of admiration for Phillipe, "I think that will make film history."
"Oui, certainment," Therese glowed, "I have never seen anything like that in five years filming. I do not think any woman could have taken that without problems."
"It certainly makes me feel inadequate," I said, looking at the still prone Madeleine who was surveying the wetness all over her, "I know I did a lot the first time but never anything like that." I beckoned Phillipe over and he loped over, his now flaccid cock still damp from his session.
"Do you normally produce that amount?" I asked.
"Non, m'sieur," he looked totally bemused, "normally a little, sometimes more, sometimes less, but never before like that."

He shrugged his shoulders and we simply had to accept that it was a unique incident and we had captured it on film. That scene would almost certainly be a winner. I looked at my watch just as Therese called lunch. As we made our way back I could see Anne-Marie and Anna-Lise talking very animatedly and occasionally glancing my way. Lunch was typically French with superb food and wine. I found myself seated next to Madeleine, now showered and fully recovered from her experience. Although she made little of it she was extremely proud that it was with her help that Phillipe had performed so well. Her English was surprisingly good and we were able to talk quite easily. As we finished and stood up she gently squeezed my prick and smiled sweetly. She was willing and I responded and made a mental note that I would follow this up over the next few days. Whilst we were lunching the weather had deteriorated and a steady rain was falling. We were told that it was only temporary but filming would be suspended for the day as some of the other performers were "not available". Therese, Pierre and I esconced ourselves in a room with a large table, wallboard and video facilities. We reviewed once more the morning session, both at normal and reduced speed, still astonished by the volume released. We froze several frames, those that best revealed the plumes of cream spurting from his adequate, but not ample penis. Using the latest digital techniques and hardware we took still, computer-enhanced copies of these to use as publicity material. It took most of the afternoon and into the evening to mark the tape for editing. It was still dull and overcast although the rain had eased but it was obvious that no more filming would be done that day. The forecast for the following day was good but with showers later. We agreed that an early start was essential and that it was probably sensible to stay overnight. We communicated this to Claude-Yves who shrugged his shoulders typically and agreed. We were to be housed in an old coach house set aside for visitors and VIP's. After a light evening meal and a further review of the days work with a final tweak to the following days schedules we decided to call it a day. After a shower in deliciously soft water I settled on the enormous bed with a fantasy novel. I could feel my eyelids drooping and, just as I was about to put the book down and turn out the light, there came a gentle but persistent tapping at the door. Gathering my pyjamas to me I padded across the wooden floor and opened the door a crack. Outside were Anne-Marie, Anna-Lise, three other girls and four boys. She put her finger to her lips and pointed in. I opened the door and they all trooped in. Anne-Marie ensured that the door was locked before she moved closer to me. "I told them you were a very nice man," she said, "so they wanted you to join in the orgy. It is quiet here and nobody will hear us."

I looked at the gathered students. All were teenagers, with the boys perhaps a little older. I bid them welcome and they all produced bottles of wine and we imbibed, the alcohol releasing our inhibitions. I cannot remember names easily although they introduced themselves but it didn't really matter as the fun began almost immediately. Two of the baby nymphettes, Nicole and Syrene I think, both dressed in artificial silk chemises, sat beside me on the bed and began to stroke and nuzzle me. Despite the fact that they never even went near my penis and I never touched their bodies I soon sported a firm erection. There was no way I could hide the thrusting shaft from stretching my pyjamas so they soon realised that they had succeeded. With excited shrieks they probed the outthrust material, touching and occasionally gently squeezing the massive rod until a damp patch appeared at the tip. They were obviously well educated in the male physiology for, as soon as I began to lubricate copiously one of them dived in and took out my rigid penis. Two pairs of eyes widened as the curved, bloated member throbbed and dribbled in front of them and it was a good ten seconds before one dared to resume her tactile ministrations. However it did not take long for both to explore the manhood they had before them. They were gaining both pleasure and knowledge from their work, I was simply gaining pleasure and it was going to end in a very explosive manner, of that I was certain. I lay back on the bed and let the two teenys do what they wanted.

They got closer and closer to me until, finally, Nicole cautiously placed her lips lightly on the shaft. I responded with a twitch and a bubble of lubricant. She giggled and, watched closely by Syrene, dipped her little tongue into the stream of clear fluid seeping from the opening. She sampled my juices and, before she could take her mouth away, I gripped myself and directed the swollen tip to her lips spreading the slippery fluid over her cheek. She pulled away sharply wiping the back of her hand over the juice but Syrene, seizing her chance, dipped down and slipped the head partly into her mouth and began to suck gently. At first she only nibbled at the purple glans but slowly her mouth began to engulf the tip then part of the shaft itself. Nicole had now recovered from her reaction and was watching with amazement as her young friend performed an impressive fellatio job on me. I guided her hand to the base of my penis so that she could additionally stimulate me towards the inevitable climax. Soon she was bobbing her head lustily up and down the meat whilst gently milking me with her fingers. I encouraged her with erotic movements of my hips and grunts of pleasure, both of which were totally genuine. I felt more hands around my testicles and saw Nicole caress the full bag. I indicated that Nicole should approach me from the other side of the little bed, I'm not sure she realised what I had in mind. Soon I had girls on both sides of me, not a moment too soon as I began to feel the approaching storm. Gently I drew Syrene's head down to my belly so that she rested it on me with my stiffness lying naturally in her mouth. Nicole attacked the remaining flesh of my penis as I began to thrust in and out of the sweet lips. I think she guessed that I was coming and positioned herself to the best advantage. Syrene, by now, was oblivious to the approaching climax. She was so content simply sucking my swollen meat that the imminent arrival of a load of tangy sperm onto her tongue had been lost. Two mouths and sets of fingers explored and excited me. I felt the semen bubble into the base as the feelings accelerated and nature took command.
"Here it comes," I shouted adding my hand to the melee, "take it between you."

As Syrene felt the penis begin to tremble she adjusted her position. She lay her head under the curving stalk so that the tip rested in her lips while Nicole, now fully involved in the orgy, had access to the puffy glans and frenelum. Less than five seconds passed of this erotic threesome before I felt myself losing control and I let go my semen. Jets of thick, viscous soup spurted out, creaming over the lips and faces of the two teenys. Both had little streams over them from the first, eruptive ejections. Then, as the flow eased a little, they took the still sputtering head into their mouths alternately and sucked out my hot sap. As they changed, the slippery milk frothed out over their lips and foamed suggestively over the shiny skin of the tip. This was one of those times when I wished that I could shoot for ever but, eventually, the flow became more intermittent and finally stopped.

The girls took the now softening penis from their mouths and stood up. I could see sperm glistening in their hair and thick rivers ran down their cheeks and over their lips. It was then I realised that someone had been photographing the whole session. I couldn't wait to see the prints. As I kissed both the kids I could smell the sharp odour of my sperm. Anne-Marie was at my side, smiling, as she produced a warm, damp cloth and wiped the drops from my belly and pubic hairs. Over on the rug one of the boys was screwing a little asian girl. Her legs were splayed wide and I could see that he was well endowed and she was very wide open indeed. I was encouraged to get up and watch. Her snatch was tiny with only a minimum of fur whilst he had a prick like a stallion. Nevertheless he was well inside her and, from the noises, well on the way to squirting off. The size of his organ spread her lips obscenely wide but the very young vagina comfortably accommodated the invasion and was giving extreme pleasure to both. He began to pant and, from our voyeurs position, we could see the skin wrinkle around his balls and pull them nearer the firing position. He lifted off, athletically maintaining his body parallel to hers while her long, tawny fingers found the glistening monster as it vacated her sex. With positive but delicate movements she stroked the tumescent head smearing the abundant lubricant over the curiously shaped helmet. At the same time she grasped the shaft and maintained a rubbing motion. The first jet of semen arced out of the throbbing knob and splashed over her left nipple leaving a trail of glistening droplets over her dusky skin.

Two, three, four, five more eruptive spurts followed lashing the child with its erotic wetness and leaving her in no doubt of the boys potency. As he finished he flipped to one side and flopped out on the carpet while the girl was eagerly surveying the spreading puddles of seed on her smooth skin. Once again Anne-Marie produced the towel and mopped up the erotic fluid. During the recent minutes I had forgotten about the other three boys but now I became aware of them. I also realised that Anna-Lise had slipped away. They were gathering around the little Asian girl, their young penises out and rearing for action. She sat up and systematically kissed and sucked at the offered organs taking each deep into her mouth in turn. The two that were not being stimulated were stroking and licking her nipples and cunt. My two little fellatrixes also slipped out of the door leaving me, Anne-Marie and the obscene quartet on the carpet. Her first partner was beyond any further action as he curled up on a pair of cushions. One of the boys then lay on his back and the girl straddled him and eased herself down onto his jutting spear. With very little effort he penetrated her sex leaving the other two to enjoy the pleasures of her mouth and breasts. Both boys offered their uncircumcised cocks to her sweet mouth while her lover thrust gently to and from into her. Her head swung to and fro as she lapped at the now dribbling erections furiously. I found myself aroused again at this spectacle despite the recent ministrations of my two teenys.

The boy between her legs began to thrust more firmly and she responded with greater stimulation by hand. Suddenly one of the boys in her mouth gasped and a stream of semen poured forth, overflowing her lips and running down her chin. She concentrated on this flood, tonguing and slurping at the spurting knob when the boy inside her began to jerk. This time there was no sudden withdrawal and his load was discharged fully into her belly. She climaxed as the hot sperm fountained against her vagina. To complete the orgy the other boy who had been in her mouth then briskly masturbated himself to a finish and gobbets of his glistening fluid jetted out over her face and dripped down onto her small breasts. The room positively reeked of warm bodies and sex yet, despite this, my sexual ardour was waning, along with my erection. It was now one in the morning and my age was catching up on me. The youngsters said their goodbyes, I had another short shower and collapsed into bed and fell into a refreshing, dreamless sleep.

End of Part III
Look out for Part 4 – The Sect. (Due to be published in late August 2006)
In which Colin is headhunted by a powerful secret society residing in the catacombs beneath the college and he takes part in an initiation ceremony that he believes to be highly illegal but is, in fact, little more than public sex.