Luisa: The Orphan Tale

Part I: Back Alley Fun

"My God Luisa!" Claire shouted as she held Luisa's head in between her legs, grasping her black hair tight, pushing the girl further up her dress. "Don't stop! I'm so close!" She gasped as she braced herself against the stone wall. She let out another loud groan as she reached climax and then soon almost went limp.

"That was great, Luisa!" The young woman said as she rolled down her dress as she leaned against an wall of a a building, in the old dirty alleyway they were in.

She looked down and Luisa, who's crouched down, her long black haired tied back, around her lips wet from the service she'd just been providing.

You seem Luisa is not a prostitute as you may think from the scene just described, but in fact she's friends with the woman she'd been servicing, Claire. Claire was stressed and so she took Luisa out back of the café they'd been in to have Luisa perform oral sex. See that was her reputation, Luisa was the "Queer Española" who liked to please women with her tongue and other ways as well.

Fortunately for her the cabal Luisa hung around was a young and open minded lot, but the girls, of whom they're were many, when they were stressed or horny or of some other excited mood and no boys were around for a fuck, they'd take Luisa small tender hand and lead her to some dark corner of wherever they were. They'd lift their dresses and Luisa would place tongue upon their purse and she'd give them stress relief of the best kind.

While fun in the moment it made Luise feel despair more than anything, she did it to satiate her urge for the female form, but her heart truly yearned for love and romance.

A mouthful of a woman was a fine pastime but not for a lifetime, but wherever she looked she never found any other girl who was interested in her for more than a back alley orgasm.

Claire grasped Luisa's face as she stared up at Claire in vainful hope, hope she'd confess her feelings that she'd buried for years! But there were no feelings, Claire loved a man already and Luisa was nothing but a toy when he wasn't around, and a lady to sip tea and coffee with and gossips about numerous men's member sizes or their vigor in the bedroom. Talk of men uninterested Luisa but she tolerated for them, them being their friends who she loved dearly and one day dreampt one day, one of them would love her back.

"Luisa! You Spanish devil, you know how to please a woman!" Claire said with a laugh as she brought the diminutive Luisa to her feet. "Wipe your face dear girl!" Claire said as she wiped her own wetness off Luisa's face with her sleeve. Claire was always the pampering, coddling type and she always took care of Luisa afterwards.

"Thank you!" Luisa giggled shyly, her Spanish accent obvious as she spoke French.

"Come!" Claire said as she straightened Luisa's long black hair. "Let us rejoin the others and have us some coffee!"

Luisa followed Claire as she walked back into the café, it was quite crowded and filled with all manner of person. It was a café frequented by merchants and traders and so had a large presence of foreigners. Spaniards such as Luisa, Dutch, English, Scots, Prussians and Russians and more, from all over, gathered here when in Paris. Though local Frenchman liked to patronize the café as well.

Luisa and Claire had left a large table to go out to the alleyway, and now they returned to see all their friends still sat, in jovial conversation and high spirits.

There were eight women including Luisa and Claire, their names were as follows. Claire, Luisa, Marie, Dominique, Chloe and Elise who were inseparable, Colette and Liliana, who went by Mignonette as she the shortest, youngest and unanimously agreed cutest, she was also Spanish but was half Moorish had grown up in between Spain and Morocco.

There were also six men who made up the rest of the cabal, their names were as follows. Pierre, Georges, Henry, Robert being the only non Frenchman as he was English, Frederic and Jacques. They were all mostly good men, but we're all sinners and everyone had theirs. Robert was Claire's beau, she was madly in love with the brutish man, he stood tall and proud knowing her could squish any man he wished. They were in love but Claire was still quite the wanderer, and she secretly slept around with almost anyone willing. Only Robert was ignorant of her disloyalty as everyone else in the group knew but said nothing.