Checking my watch I see it’s nearly one o’clock so Franz will be here soon. Sitting in my study there’s a warm breeze blowing through the window and the smell of the many books and my rose scented perfume fills the room.
Standing up my old red leather armchair creaks and as I walk over to the mirror my two inch brown heels make the only sound on the wooden floor. Checking my hair in the mirror I make sure it’s tied securely. My long brown hair shall have to be trimmed soon however today it’s in a bun.
With my dark plum lip gloss and rouge blusher on my cheeks I look younger than thirty five. Looking down I see my coral coloured summer dress has creased where I’ve been sitting so I brush my hand over the creases.
Standing further back from the mirror I adjust my black lace bra as the strap was showing. My 36c tits still look good I thought to myself and with a little cleavage showing my guest shall surely like it.
Stroking my plump ass which was nestled in my black lace panties I smiled to myself though I was nervous. I hadn’t entertained a man for a long time however when I met Franz in the bookshop his handsome face and knowledge of literature won me over.
Even though he was a German soldier and they had occupied my beloved country since 1940 I was lonely. I know I risked being called a collaborator and that we were all meant to despise the enemy but I wanted to spend an afternoon with him.
Just then I heard the front gate latch open and as I walked to the window I saw Franz in his smart grey uniform walking up to the front door. Not wanting to appear too keen when he knocked on the door I waited before answering.
Clicking his black leather boots together he bowed his head and then smiled at me. “Good afternoon Jean I hope I’m on time?” Under occupation I had observed that the Germans were always punctual. Smiling back I replied “Good afternoon Franz. Please come in”.
Closing the door I showed him to the study and offered him a seat on the opposite leather armchair to the one I had been sitting on. With the window behind him the breeze blew the scent of his aftershave to me making my senses tingle .
As we sat down I said “I shall make tea soon and I’ve some fresh rolls I baked earlier”. Franz smiled and replied “That would be most lovely Jean. I haven’t had tea in a ladies house since I left Munich and that was at my mother’s”.
He placed his cap on the table and I admired his looks. About 6ft, mid twenties, short black hair, muscular frame and very handsome. When we had spoke in the bookshop he had informed me he was unattached. When I invited him around he was surprised that a french lady would ask a German soldier to tea.
Putting his hand in his tunic pocket he took out a handful of chocolate bars and leaning over he passed them to me and said “For you Jean”. Taking them from him while smiling my hand brushed against his and a shiver went through my body. Putting the bars on the table I said “Thank you Franz you’ll make me put on weight”.
Laughing he replied “You’re beautiful Jean”. Blushing at his reply my heart started to race as it had been a while since I had been called beautiful. Standing up I stammered “I’ll…..go ma..ke…tea” however as I went to walk past him he grabbed my hand firmly and pulled me on to his lap.
Shocked I looked at him and with my face near his he leant forward and kissed me so softly on the lips. “Ohhhhh” I moaned as it felt so lovely and when he kissed me again I moaned into his mouth.
With his firm hands now on my sides he started to stroke me as we stared into each others eyes. His touch sent pleasure through my body and as we continued to kiss I felt his cock begin to harden against my leg.
Realising my pussy was wet I began unbuttoning his tunic and slid my hand inside onto his crisp white shirt. Rubbing his chest I felt his left hand slide onto my ass cheek and as he gently squeezed it I moaned “Ohhhhhhh” in between kisses.
Moving his other hand he rested it on my leg then slowly moved under my dress before sliding it along my trembling thigh and towards my crotch. With his fingers so close to my panties I felt him pause and I let out a whimper of disappointment.
Franz smiled at me as he rubbed my thigh while still squeezing my ass. Then I felt his fingers on the edge of my black lace panties. He glided his fingertips already the outside with touching my pussy through the wet fabric. With blood racing through my body and my pussy aching to be touched I looked at him longingly.
With a glint in his eye he still teased me by avoiding my pussy and feeling so aroused I couldn’t even think straight however as I opened my mouth to speak he then moved his fingertips onto my pussy. As he rubbed up and down my swollen pussylips I groaned “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh” as excitement burst through my pussy.
With my panties even wetter he moved up to my clit then began rubbing. “Ohhhhh fuuuuuck” I groaned as my clit felt like it was burning. Grabbing his shoulder tightly with my other hand I parted my legs wider as he rubbed more firmly. “Ohhhhhh fuuuuuck Ohhhhh” I groaned with an orgasm building fast in my pussy.
With my nipples hurting because they’re so hard I start to shake. Looking at Franz I called out “I’m coming” then tipping my head back I groaned “Ohhhh fuuuck Fraaanz” as my pussy exploded in my panties. Coming harder than I ever remember I groaned again as I kept coming and coming.
Pulling his hand away from my pussy he holds me tightly as I’m still shaking and I try to get my breath. With my heart beating out of my chest and my panties now soaked I rest my head against his and say “Wow Franz”.
His hard cock was prodding me now and guessing he must be in discomfort with it straining against his trousers I climb off his lap and finish undoing his tunic. Then kneeling down between his legs I unbutton his trousers before moving my hand inside his underwear.
Feeling his thick cock I slowly pull it out and stare in amazement at the thickness. About seven inches in length and thicker then my wrist. Pre come already on his tip I pull back his foreskin and lean forward so my mouth is nearly touching.
Remembering that he teased me earlier I looked up at Franz and smiled before blowing lightly on his tip. “Ahhhhhhh” he groaned and when I blew again his left leg trembled. Still not putting my mouth against his now twitching cock I move my face along his shaft so he feels my breath on his erection.
Looking up at him again he’s almost pleading with me in his eyes so having teased him enough I move to his tip and slowly lick the pre come off. Tasting bitter but so good I then slide my tongue all over his purple tip before easing my mouth over it.
With my jaw aching at having to stretch so wide I then begin to work his shaft into my mouth. Breathing through my nose I feel his cock slide down my throat as I take more inches inside. As I start to gag I pull back and begin to suck him off.
Bobbing my head up and down my tongue wraps around his cock as I suck. “Ohhhhh fuuuuck” groans Franz as I keep sucking. His cock tastes lovely and as I put my hand back in his boxers I rub his balls between my fingers.
As I’m doing this my pussy is aching again and I want his cock in there badly. So pulling my mouth away Franz looks at me with such disappointment on his face however when I stand and lift my dress he stares in awe as I slowly pull down my drenched panties and let them drop to the floor.
Still holding my dress up he ogles my soft black hairy mound and my dripping wet pussy below. Turning around with my plump ass in his vision I then lower myself onto his lap. Taking hold of his cock I place the tip against my pussy and rub it up and down my slit.
With my juices dripping onto his cock I then guide it to my entrance and begin to push down. “Ohhhhhhh fuuuuck” I moan as my pussylips stretch over his thick purple tip. As I keep pushing it finally slips in then I ease down his shaft. “Oh Franz your so big!!!!” I call out as my pussy stretches to accommodate his cock.
“Ohhhhhhh” I moan as it slides further in then finally my ass rests on his groin. With him all inside me now I give my pussy a chance to adjust then slowly I pull up to his tip then slide back down. Doing this a few times pleasure starts to channel through my pussy and into my body and I grab the chair arms tightly as I begin to thrust quicker. “Fuuuuck ohhh fuuuck” I shout as my wet pussy thrusts hard on his cock. Feeling like he’s almost in my stomach Franz begins to squeeze my ass cheeks.
“Fuuuck Franz Fuuuck” I shout as I ram down hard on him. Leaning back Franz takes his hands off my ass and puts his arms around me then moves his hands up to my tits. He begins to knead them through my dress and bra and I groan “Fuuuuuck” as his firm hands rub against my nipples.
With my pussy now squelching as I fuck him so hard I can feel another orgasm nearing. With my tits being pulled so firmly they’re hurting when I thrust downwards my ass smacks against his groin and I start to shake. Before I can move again waves of pleasure crash through my body and arching my back I groan “Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck” as I come just as hard as last time.
Feeling my pussy clenching his cock as I keep coming I feel Franz’s cock swell up and then buck inside me a blast of hot come hits the back of my pussy accompanied by Franz groaning “Ohhhhhhhhhhhh”. Followed by three more blasts of come while my pussy keeps spraying his cock.
Shaking violently Franz is still pulling my tits as our orgasms start to subside. Gasping for air I lean forward as he let’s go of my sore tits and eventually I get my breath. Turning my head I look at Franz who’s face is flushed as he grins at me. Grinning back and feeling so relieved I say “That was incredible” then holding the chair arms firmly I begin to pull off of his softening cock.
When his tip slides out I cringe as it hurt then as I stand up I pick up my wet panties. Turning to face him I lean over and he holds my face gently as we kiss tenderly. Then as I move back he takes a handkerchief out of his trouser pocket and lifts my dress before wiping my pussy.
Bringing the handkerchief to his face he sniffs it before saying “You’re the most sensual woman I’ve ever met”. Blushing I reply “Thank you Franz that’s very sweet of you”. As he wipes his cock before putting it back in his trousers I say “I’ll go make us some tea. I think we’ve earned it”.
Walking into the kitchen with my legs slightly apart as my pussy is hurting instead of putting the kettle on I unlock the back door and open it. Moving over to the kitchen table I watch as two rough looking men walk in wearing dark jackets, trousers and caps without looking at me. Both unshaven the large man in front has a garotte in his hand and I see them go out into the hall then into the study.
As I hear a struggle ensue I look at the photo of my late husband on the shelf in his army uniform. Next to the photo is the telegram I received telling me that he had been killed in action in 1940. As I hear something smash in the study it then goes quiet so still looking at the photo I say “That’s for you Pierre”.
With my panties still in my hand I walk to the study and see Franz dead in the armchair. The garotte around his neck, his eyes without any life and his tongue sticking out of his mouth. On the floor is a broken vase. The smaller man who had been at the back takes out a sheet from underneath his jacket and lays it on the floor. Then they both lift Franz off the chair and onto the sheet.
Wrapping him in it they then lift him up and begin to walk out. The large man nods at me as I follow them out to the kitchen and lock door after them. Walking back to the study I sit in my creaky leather armchair, put my panties down on the chair arm and pick up one of the chocolate bars.
Unwrapping it I snap off a piece and put it in my mouth. It tastes good but I preferred the taste of Franz’s cock. Looking over at the chair where I had just been fucked a smile came across my face as I wondered who’s next!!!
The end
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