Dans le Murs (Part 6)

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Dans le Murs – Part VI

Synopsis: Colin has met the delightful Simone who, despite her tender years, is attracted to him. After spending an exhausting night with her and freaking out an old lady in the park, Colin returns to Beaumetz. There is a family tragedy so Colin takes Simone under his wing and she finds a role at JOKER. Now read on.

Part 6 – Eastern Psychology

Authors note: As this is written in the UK any reference to the ‘Age of Consent’ is to the age in the UK, which currently stands at 18 years. Whilst consensual sexual relations between a 16-year-old girl and a 45-year-old man might raise eyebrows, it does not contravene English law. Don’t get it confused with the ‘Age of Majority’, which remains at 18, as does the age for consensual Gay relationships. I have also tried to apply the national age for consensual sex in the country of origin where the person is not English. It’s called ‘bending the rules’. All names and organisations are fictional but some of the geographical places exist.

The next day I left early, hoping for a good journey to Rouen. In the event it was quick and I arrived at the address at 10:40. It was an imposing building, part of an early twentieth century development and divided into apartments. At the door a large gentleman barred my way but when I asked for Madame Lestrade personally and showed her card he became very servile indeed. I was shown up to a first floor suite where Mme. Lestrade welcomed me. She supplied a refreshing cup of black coffee before proceeding.

"I hear that you av ad a bereavement." she stated. I nodded. "And you av wiz you a very beautiful black girl as a companion. Aah, I could do wiz a beautiful black girl ere in Rouen, you wouldn't care to consider letting me employ her, no?"
"No." I shook my head emphatically, "She is too young for a start and for another I am very jealous. I could never handle any other man doing it to her. So she is off limits."
"Aah, such a pity." she shrugged, "Such girls they are very popular and not easy to find. She would earn much money, but, it eez no, so ze subject, she is closed, yes?"
"She is closed, yes." I repeated, "Let's get down to the business in hand."
"Ah, so." she twittered, "I av ere ze girls zat you selected when we last met. I will bring zem in." She pressed a button and a bell tinkled somewhere outside. After a minute the door opened and six girls trooped in. There were two Asian, two African and two Indian. They stood before is all dressed simply in national costume.
"What do you sink of zem in ze flesh?" she asked, "Especially ze indian girls."
"Quite magnificent," I freely admitted, "although they are very well covered."
"Naturellement," she smiled, "zey will display zer charms for you, and more if you so desire."
I find girls from the Indian sub-continent somewhat swarthy as a rule although these two were better than most. Mme Lestrade signalled the others to sit and went round to the remaining two.
"Zees eez Itah," she touched the shorter of the two, "she eez eighteen, and zees eez Parmjit, she eez nineteen. Now, ma cheries, remove your robes."
After a short delay the girls unwrapped their saris and were soon standing naked in front of us. Both had firm breasts, Itah's a little on the heavy side, with very protuberant nipples. Parmjit's pussy was thick with hair while Itah's almost looked as if it had been shaved at one time. Mme Lestrade parted the hair between Parmjit's thighs so that the long, dark sex lips could be seen. Then she pulled them apart to reveal the inner pleasures. Moving to the younger girl the lips were thicker, darker and puffier. At the top a little clitoris protruded and, as she held the girl open, I could see that this was only the tip. The body of the clitoris was gross, almost like a baby's penis, and it was already distended. I was still not convinced although I was beginning to stiffen.

"Do they understand what Western porno films require?" I asked, "You know, oral sex as well as straight fucking and hand-jobs." I was becoming hardened to this sort of discussion now.
"I am told zat sex eez part of zer upbringing and eet eez ze duty of a woman to know ow to please a man totally. Do you weesh a demonstration?" she suggested.
"All I meant was, do they give good head?" I summarised.
"If you sit here," she indicated a soft leather chair, "I'm sure zey will give you ample proof zat zey can."

Now there was an offer no man could refuse; I sat back in the plush chair, inviting the girls to perform. With a wisp of a smile they perched down beside me and began to gently caress my thighs, touching only fleetingly the hardening lump under the zip. I lightly touched the coffee coloured skin of the their shoulders then slid my hands down and around until I felt the swell of the young breasts. I squeezed Itah's heavy, supple mounds, running my finger over the large, thrusting nipples. It was like touching small fingers. They were bouncy and swung easily as I teased them. Parmjit's tits, on the other hand, were more shapely, smaller and hard with paler and less thrusting nipples. Both girls pressed their charms into my probing fingers as I milked them. By this time Itah had begun to stroke my growing excitement while Parmjit looked on. Then Parmjit slid her hand to my zip and tugged it down over the swelling. Through the opening her delicate fingers probed feeling the outline of the constrained head and the slight dampness already present. Itah searched for the waistband fastening and unhooked it allowing the fly to be fully released. Two pairs of hands caressed the Y fronts, bulging as my penis became more engorged. Itah leant forward and began to nuzzle the aching lump as Parmjit’s long, cool fingers probed the opening and stroked the turgid flesh. She caressed the veined shaft and explored the ridged head before sliding her fingertip over the gently secreting entrance. I rewarded her with an involuntary twitch that sent a pearl of oil over her fingers and a tremor that Itah felt as she snuggled. They decided that it was time for me to be released and whilst Itah pulled up at the tight elastic of the pants Parmjit gripped the hot prick and pulled it up my belly.

My pants ended up around my knees and my manhood curving proudly out of my groin. Both girls gently touched the quivering shaft, exploring the rippling surface and the tight skin of the florid head. Itah's head came down and her lips began to brush lightly over the tense flesh, her tongue flicking in and out. She reached the tip and began to sample the slippery juices emanating from the secret opening. Parmjit took the penis between her forefinger and thumb, lifted it off my belly, and held it so that Itah could slip the head into her mouth. I felt a pair of soft lips enclose me and the fifteen year old began to slide it deep inside gently sucking as she did. I moved my hips to get more into the sweet mouth as she twisted and pulled at my lance. I dribbled profusely as Parmjit kissed and sucked my balls. Then a quick change and I felt myself leave one mouth only to be taken into another. Parmjit now held me and stimulated me even more exquisitely than before. I felt my scrotum tighten and pull my balls away from Itah's attentions. My buttocks began to thrust as the feeling rushed towards the inevitable end. Both girls realised that they were about to achieve their objective and Itah placed her head opposite Parmjit's. My penis changed mouths once more as delicate fingers rubbed and teased the base of the shaft. Stomach muscles rippled as the hot seed pooled into the penis ready to anoint the girls. I held the two dark heads to my cock, Parmjit's tongue lashing at the shiny skin as it left Itah's mouth. I swelled and began the short run to climax, nothing in the world could stop the flow now.

"Here it comes!" I shouted, "Take it in your mouth. Oh God, it feels fabulous. Oh, I'm coming, I'M COMING!"
The sharp, delicious pulses in my loins announced the final release. I felt fluid gush past the sensitive tip and flood out into Itah's mouth. One, two three then she lifted off and allowed Parmjit to pull the twittering stalk towards her and slip the bulbous knob into her waiting mouth. She tightened her lips around it and suctioned the sticky semen onto her tongue. Itah was now lapping at my balls, small droplets of cum clinging to her tongue. I stayed the bobbing head of the older girl as the tearing climax faded leaving my already drooping prick in Parmjit's mouth until it slipped out and flopped onto my thigh. Both girls looked bright eyed at me, small beads of spunk glistening on their lips and chins as the smiled.

"Is zat proof enough?" asked Mme Lestrade offering both girls a tissue. "I think zey made zer point very clearly," I said adjusting my dress once more, "I must accept that they are extremely adept at the arts of love. Let's see the other girls now, not that I will have any enthusiasm." I said the last with a little laugh but it was true, I would not be able to raise anything even if it were necessary. The two asian girls were petite and lithe with small, hard breasts and neat pussies. Neither was spectacular but both radiated sensuous mysteries that raised anticipation. Both African girls were much sturdier but younger looking. One was approaching nineteen while the other was approaching eighteen. Whilst the 18 year old was still developing with small, cute breasts and almost naked pube, the older had all the attributes of a wonderful sex partner. Her breasts were full but still firm. They bounced gently as she moved but her finest attribute was her pussy. Her rounded belly terminated in a forest of black, tousled hair covering the longest and fullest slit I had ever seen. When she had opened herself we all marvelled at the distended outer lips and the dusky pink membranes of her intimate valley. The ample clitoris terminated in a pale bud jutted sharply from its little hood with the mouth of the vagina opening temptingly lower down. Her vagina was large and the tissues of the dark, erotic passage could be clearly seen as she stretched it open for us. To show how capable she was she first inserted two fingers, then three then her whole hand slipped inside the glistening tunnel. I was fascinated as the tumid lips enclosed the fist and then closed neatly when she removed her hand. I offered my hand to the forest and she willingly held herself open so that I could probe her. I slid my fingertips into the soft, yielding passage that expanded to accommodate me. It was like a warm, slippery glove, I had an idea. Pulling clear and wiping my sticky fingers I addressed Mme Lestrade. "Madame, do you have men on the premises?"
"Oiu, bien sur," she replied, "I offer a service to both men and women."
"Would you get two of them up here, I'd like to try something."

From her expression I think she was on my wavelength. She left the room and I amused myself with the six girls. I found a large plastic penis in a cupboard and, excepting the older African girl for whom I had other plans, I had all the girls take it fully into their vaginas. Even the little 18 year old was able to accommodate it fully although it stretched her somewhat. I was just removing it from Parmjit's wet pussy when Mme Lestrade returned with two athletic men in tow.
"Zey speak no English," she informed me, "so I translate for you. I guess you want ze girl to take boze togezer, hein?"

She had got it in one. I had seen videos where one man was in a girl’s vagina while another was simultaneously in her rectum but I wanted to see if this girl could take two in her vagina. This would need some practical organising. Dismissing all but the two African girls I prepared to execute my plan.
Seeing that the room contained a chaise longue I planned to use this to the full. I needed information about the men.
"Madame," I queried, "which of your men has the longest organ?" Without a thought she replied. "Jean, he eez nearly twenty centimetres een length and Antoine eez about seventeen-fifty."
"O.K.," I directed, "tell them both to strip and Jean is to lie face up on the chaise longue. If he is not stiff then this young girl will suck him up a little."

Both men stripped off their tracksuits and jockey shorts to reveal fairly well endowed penises. Jean was told to lay on the chaise-longue, his prick flopping onto his thigh.
"Get him stiff," I instructed the young girl, "go down on his knob but don't bring him off." Mme Lestrade translated and the girl began to suck on his snake and he rose magnificently. After a couple of minutes he was hard as a crowbar.
"Right," I was enjoying this, "the girl is to sit on his prick, then lay back so that he stays inside her." She knelt astride him while he directed the tip of his not insignificant cock into her bush. Using her hand also she guided him into the ample vagina and drove it firmly home. She then lay back so that we could see his prick parting the fleshy lips and spearing the hole.