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That night I went out with some of my buddies. We saw an art museum, and many of the paintings (as will happen in Paris) contained images of naked women. We giggled and pointed at their tits and pussies, and one of my buddies said he’d love to get one of the models alone somewhere.
I remained quiet about my experience from earlier that night, although I kept thinking about it. I also thought about all the other things I would love to do to Danielle. It looked like I’d be taking a lot of showers this trip. I still wondered about her daughters though. Would Michelle and Alice be ok with me showering at the same time as them?

Much to my disappointment upon arriving home, however, everyone was asleep. I silently went into my room and got ready for bed. As I lay down and drifted off, I thought about how the first thing I was going to do in the morning was take a shower.

For some reason I woke up around 3 am, perhaps from jet lag. I lay in bed, feeling wide awake, but knowing I should sleep. Finally, I had to pee, which seemed as good an excuse as any to get up. I opened my door and padded silently down the hall towards the restroom. As I relieved myself, I looked at the double shower that had been the location of so much fun earlier. My cock began to stiffen again as I thought of Danielle naked, and the feeling of her finger in my asshole. I flushed and decided to go back to my room and jerk off.

As I left the bathroom, however, I noticed that the light in Danielle’s room was on, and there was the sound of voices coming from it. Curious, I tried to peek through the key hole. I saw nothing. I knocked softly. There was no answer. I tried the doorknob and it turned easily. I opened the door a couple inches and peeked inside. Danielle was sitting on her bed and Alice stood in front of her. They were clearly in the middle of an argument, but I, with my limited knowledge of French, was unable to make out what they were saying. They were both visibly upset, but were making an effort to keep their voices down. Suddenly Danielle noticed me.

“Jason, come in please.”
I did as I was asked. “Sorry,” I said. “I didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but I couldn’t sleep and I noticed your light was on.”
“That’s ok,” said Danielle. “Alice decided she would sneak out tonight and get drunk with her friends, even though I told her not to. I’m going to punish her. But since you’re here anyway, I thought you should be aware of what happens when I am disobeyed.”

Alice turned bright pink. “But maman,” she said, “He cannot watch”.
Danielle looked more angry. “He can and he will. He is a part of this family for now, and he needs to understand. Now come here.”

Alice began to cry. I had a feeling I knew what was coming, and for some bizarre reason I found that it aroused me. Alice walked towards the bed and Danielle grabbed her, bringing her down across her lap. Danielle motioned for me to come closer.
“This is what happens when I am disobeyed,” she said.

With that, she brought her hand down hard on Alice’s ass. Smack! Again and again and again. Smack! Smack! Smack! I counted 15 spanks. As though she knew what to do, after the fifteenth, Alice stood up and removed her sweater. She glanced at me before tossing it aside and undoing her pants. She slowly lowered them. Before she was even finished, Danielle brought her back into her lap and gave her another 15 hard swats. Smack! Smack! Smack!

Again, after the fifteenth, Alice stood up on her own. This time she removed her shirt and placed it on top of her sweater. Then she stepped out of her pants and removed her socks. She had an amazing body. No fat whatsoever, and bigger tits than I had initially thought. She was wearing a plain white bra and cute panties with little hearts all over them. Again, she glanced quickly at me, and I could see that the deep red of her ass cheeks was matched by the deep red of her face. Again Danielle pulled her over her knee. Smack! Smack! Smack! 15 more spanks. I was getting very aroused now, as I looked at Alice’s cute ass getting smacked. My cock was stiffening in my pants and the sweatpants I was wearing hardly concealed that fact. I checked to see if either of them were looking at me. Deciding I was safe, I quickly tucked the head of my cock under my waistband, where it continued to grow.

After 15 spanks, Alice stood up again. Here, for the first time she paused, looking meaningfully at me. Danielle cleared her throat. Alice reached slowly behind her back and undid her bra. She covered her tits with one hand and placed the bra on the ground. Danielle cleared her throat again and Alice moved the bra on top of her shirt and sweater. As she did, one tit came free, and I saw the prettiest, perkiest nipple I had ever seen. I had to get my hands on them. My cock grew uncomfortably hard. Alice slowly slid her panties to the ground. I saw her completely bare pussy. It looked so good, I almost went over to her and fucked her right there. But I didn’t. I stood rooted to the spot and watched as Danielle once again lowered Alice across her lap.

Fifteen swats later Alice stood up. She placed her hands above her head and stood next to the bed, facing me. I looked over every inch of her body. I couldn’t wait to get to my room and jerk off, but this was too good to miss. Danielle looked at me.

“This is what happens if you disobey me, Jason. I am your mother this month, and you will do as I say. Alice did not and she suffered because of it. I do not want to do the same to you.” Danielle stood up and gave Alice a hug. Alice cried softly into her shoulder. Danielle rubbed her back.
“Do you want a treat? Does mommy’s good little girl want a treat after she’s been spanked?”
Alice sniffled and nodded. Danielle pulled away and sat on the bed again. Even through the tears, Alice looked gorgeous. Danielle spoke to me.

“I am not all mean, Jason. If you have learned your lesson, mommy is always willing to forgive. Alice has learned hers and now she gets a treat. Again, Jason, this may seem weird to you, but it is not. You are part of our family and this is how we do things.”

Danielle removed her shirt. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and her huge tits swept forward to greet the world. I forgot just how big and beautiful they were. Danielle beckoned to Alice, who lay across her mother’s lap again. This time however, her head was in Danielle’s lap, and Danielle cradled her affectionately.
“I have been breast feeding my c***dren as a treat since they were born,” she explained. “After they are punished, I like to re-establish the connection with them.”

I was mesmerized. There was quite possibly nothing hotter than watching this gorgeous mother feed the sweet milk of her massive tits to her completely naked daughter. Alice sucked on one nipple, then the other and soon her sniffles stopped. Danielle slowly removed her nipple from Alice’s mouth.
“All better?” she asked. Alice smiled up at her.

“Je t’aime maman.” I understood this. I was impressed by how close they seemed, when minutes earlier Alice had been crying as a result of her mother’s actions. This was an interesting family, but I began to understand them.
My cock, however, understood something as well. There were naked women in front of me, and it wanted them.

“I’m going to go to sleep now.” I announced, fully meaning that I was going to jerk off.
“Attend Jason,” said Alice. I stopped at her request and looked back. She came right up to me and gave me a hug. “I am happy you were here for that. I feel close to you too.” I could feel her perfect, perky tits pressed up against my chest. I held her and she sighed into my shoulder. Danielle looked at us.
“You know, I still have some milk left Jason. Would you like to try?” I was unsure. I wanted to go jerk off desperately, but sucking on those big nipples would just be so amazing! I nodded. Alice and I walked over to the bed and we both lay in Danielle’s lap, one on either side. Danielle stopped me when I tried to suck on her nipple.

“Jason, wait. We have one rule. To feel close to the c***d, the mother must have skin to skin contact. This means you must be naked for this to work.”
I hesitated. Alice looked at me.
“It’s very important Jason. Please trust me,” said Danielle.
I stood up and slowly removed my shirt. I hesitated, knowing my rock hard cock was about to become visible to the world. Alice was watching so closely. She smiled.
“C’est bon Jason. C’est maman.”

I didn’t really understand her, but I got the gist of it. I slipped my thumbs into the waistband and pulled my sweatpants off. My cock sprang free. Alice’s eyes widened at the sight of it. Danielle smiled, no doubt remembering our afternoon shower session. She motioned for me to lie down. Alice was still staring at my crotch. Embarrassed, I covered myself with my hands and sat down.

“No need to be embarrassed, remember Jason?” said Danielle. “We are all just people.”
With that, Danielle pulled me into her lap. I felt Alice’s hair brush mine as she lay down opposite me. Danielle smiled down at us and hefted her tits into our mouths. I loved the feeling of her nipple nudging my lips apart. I sucked, and the sweet milk came out. It tasted good. I understood why this was considered a treat for her c***dren. I soon forgot that I was lying naked in an almost stranger’s lap, sucking her breast milk while her naked daughter did the same inches from me. I began to grow sleepy, as the warm milk filled me up.

Suddenly, I noticed Danielle rubbing my chest. I wasn’t sure how long she had been doing it, but it felt nice and I snuggled closer to her. Her hand moved lower, and it brushed across my stomach. It was inches away from my still hard cock. u*********sly I must have moved my hips up a little bit, because before I knew what was happening, Danielle had her hand wrapped around my cock and was jerking me off. I moaned into her tit, but she forced it further into my mouth and kept stroking. It felt amazing. The sensation on my cock, combined with the taste of warm milk was bringing me to the edge. I opened my eyes, trying to alert Danielle that I was about to come. She looked into my eyes and smiled. I had permission. I twitched and went over the edge. I shot several loads onto my chest. Without pausing, Danielle reached for a tissue box at the side of the bed and cleaned me up, then pulled me closer to her chest, where I kept sucking her tit.

At some point, I must have drifted off, because I woke up a couple hours later still naked in Danielle’s lap. She must have fallen asleep too, because she was lying down. I pushed myself up and noticed that Alice was still sleeping, naked, inches from me. I looked her up and down again. God she was cute. My stirring must have woken her because a few seconds later she woke up too. She grinned at me. I grinned back sheepishly. We both stood up and put our clothes back on. She gave me a quick peck on the cheek and ran out the door. I looked back at Danielle. She was sleeping on her back, with her big beautiful tits out for the world to see. I looked at them for several long minutes before I figured I had made a mental image. Although, I reminded myself, I could always disobey her if I wanted to see them again. But that would involve a rather painful spanking, and I wasn’t sure I wanted that. I went into my room and quickly fell asleep again, filled with thoughts of tits, pussies, spankings and showers. It was going to be a great month.

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En France Sur La Plage

In everything I recounted, there were clues.This was Elodie’s idea; a shock, I never sought this.  A droll sense of irony; I came to Paris for a fresh start.  I drove from Sainte Maxime to this beach and confronted history.Old recollections niggled and gnawed, they itched like needles under the skin.  A ghost haunted my thoughts, Anne-Pierre, and I could not exorcise her.  Memories rolled in like the waves and their halcyon sentiments of nostalgia.  My devil-may-care attitude, it snapped and...

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Susanna Francessca stripper

I know that Susanna Fraancessca used to be a stripper in pubs and clubs around the Midlands area of the UK. This is a story from Jeff, who saw her stripping. Thanks Jeff….“I remember this lovely girl. I used to go to a bar in Birmingham, in The Midlands part of the UK. Every Friday night, the owner used to get a stripper in. He didn’t charge us anything, but we drank and spent a lot of money there, so it was his way of thanking us. It was always at about 9pm and he’d close the bar to everyone...

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En France The Confessions

Fizzy energy rippled through my body, I wanted to leave my desk, get out, and just walk.  Staring at my screen, flashbacks of last night pestered my restless mind.  Aggravated by the industrious silence, constrained by cream walls and utilitarian furniture, I had to escape.  Anne-Pierre liked games and last night was her best one yet.  Almost two weeks, five encounters, I thought I had the measure of her; then came the sucker punch. Sat in my office chair, weary muscles pleaded for freedom. ...

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Secret Desires In France Awakening Part 5

ALEX Alex’s first impression of Rob was not good at all. After they had shaken hands it took Alex about five minutes to see through the man and realize he was nothing but a smooth talker and a bragger, someone who was terribly full of himself. What on earth did Louise see in this guy, he wondered. They chatted over coffee for about twenty minutes, but when Alex got back to his apartment he could only come to the conclusion that almost everything about this Rob rubbed him the wrong way. Thank...

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Secret Desires In France Awakening Part 4

LOUISE That night in bed Louise was reading the latest Peter Robinson thriller, but found it hard to concentrate on it. Her thoughts kept wandering and went from the next exhibition in her art gallery to Rob, who was coming home tomorrow and then to Alex, who had almost been here a week now. Marge, Alex’s mother had called her tonight to ask how things were going.‘Alex only texts us to say that everything is cool and chill,’ she had said, ‘so I thought I’d better ask you.’Louise had assured...

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Secret Desires In France Awakening Part 3

Alex is beginning to feel at home in the south of France. He's got his dope, his own apartment, great weather and an easy job that generates some money. All is well except for the fact that Louise's personality and voluptuous body continue to confuse him. ALEX In the following week, Alex began to feel more and more at home. He explored his surroundings, biked to Grasse and even drove the minivan, which Louise had bought for the art gallery, to Cannes one afternoon. By the end of the week, his...

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CAUGHT STROKING BY THE POOL IN FRANCE

I used to work over in the South of France were the weather in the summer was beautiful. Three of the lads I worked with used to rent a villa which had a swimming pool in the garden and its own personal grounds surrounded by a low wall, a road and pathway running by the villa one side and a simular neighbouring villa to which a couple also from the UK rented in there mid 20’s lived. One weekend my two room mates had decided to go home for the weekend, leaving me to the villa and pool for the...

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Sex on the beach every day in France

Although this tale is listed under stories it is my diary of what we got up to in France on holiday. Each year we go on holiday I keep a diary of all the things we get up to so that I can re read them in the future to live them in my mind again.We were in the nude resort of Cap D’Agde for our tenth year and each year we have done something more than the year before. One thing that has happened since my last year’s diary is that I went out some weeks ago with a girl friend called Leigh and got...

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Wife in france

CUCKOLD, Shy wife enjoys a holiday in France, We had been working in Chile for two years now when my wife Gail suggested I ask for an extended three-week vacation. A trip to visit her parents in North Carolina and then some private time for holiday. It was too expensive a trip to for just two weeks away.Gail had come to Chile willingly and even seemed to be enjoying my country. It was time for me to be as supportive and I pressed the company for my holiday and it was granted. I was even granted...

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Hoiday in France Wifes Story

She and her brother had after Madges' intervention and instruction been fucking since the weekend her parents when to a wedding leaving Madge in charge. Madge moved out soon after and left the k**s to it, my wife's new favourite thing and a new way of draining her brother balls of cum. The only disappointment was that she rarely got to taste his cum pure as it got mixed up with her pussy juice. Anyway, the annual holiday to France was planned and the weeks before gave the k**s plenty of chances...

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SBBW Farmer The Milk Man in France

It had been a long night and all I wanted was to find a place to eat and get off the road. I had been driving for most of the day across France heading to England. I had business in London and need to get there in a day and half. I did not leave myself much time but I had clients who were waiting on a proposal and I needed to sign some papers to make it official. It was raining and fog had set in. I was in the mountains and the roads had become dangerous. I need to find a hotel and something to...

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One Afternoon Shopping in France

One afternoon of shopping in France By Rosie "Avez-vous essay? ceci dessus?" the sales girl said, taking the black satin blouse from my hands. "I beg your pardon, I don't understand," I replied though even as I spoke the words, I could make out the meaning of her question. "Have you tried his on, monsieur?" the girl repeated in a rather thickly accented English. "Um... no, but..." I stammered, taken aback by her question. She took the blouse off the table, lifted it up by the ...

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Sue on Camping Holiday in South of France

My wife and I went on a camping holiday a couple of years ago which led to more than was in the brochure. We went to a wooded camp site in the South of France and on arrival, found that the nearby beach had a nudist area. This was a bonus to us as we went almost every weekend to a nudist beach on the south coast where we lived at the time. Our tent was a large family sized permanent tent with proper rooms, as were most of the tents on the site, only a few being tents that people would put up...

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Passions Aflame in FranceChapter 3

After Chad left, my first impulse was to rush down to David's room and partake of the forbidden fruit I had so longed for. I sat and thought for a long time. This was my big opportunity. Just a few doors down lay a chance to feel that intense sexual excitement again. Feelings that had been pent up for many months were now rising to the surface. I headed for the door with thoughts of David's young supple body pressing against mine. I opened the door and headed down the hall. I stopped at...

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Dont Sleep on the Subway Book ThreeChapter 43 Jun 1944 Americans Liberate Cherbourg France

“Maybe there are 5,000, maybe 10,000 Nazi bastards in their concrete foxholes before the Third Army. Now if Ike stops holding Monty’s hand and gives me some supplies, I’ll go through the Siegfried Line like shit through a goose.” During those long months of pre-operational training, the allies were convinced that they would have to take a major port close to the Normandy beaches in order to bring in the fresh reinforcements and supplies desperately needed for a sustained second front in...

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Fun in France

Life had been a blur since University, marriage and a child combined with a hectic career in a marketing consultancy. Gemma an american friend from Uni worked for a rival company and over the years we did lunch and talked over our lives and our work. I had sort of fallen into marriage and it had been a mistake from the day we met but I had gone to work for my husbands father. So as my marriage fell apart, Gemma and I decided to go it alone and start our own business targeting the travel...

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Our lovely Incest holiday in France

Note : This story is completely fictional! Following on from our great holiday in Devon with the farmer, we only had to wait four weeks, before we joined him again for our trip to France with him. The nude resort meant that we'd be nude throughout the two weeks, both in the flat and throughout the complex. The resort mainly catered for couples, but adult families of were there aswell. Our flat had three bedrooms, so there was plenty of space for us all, considering that we took virtually no...

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Susanna Francessca stripper showing a lot of puss

This is a story about someone who saw her Susanna Francessca stripping in a club. What a sexy exhibitionist minx she is….“I photographed Susanna a couple of times at her studio in Warwick. Then one day I phoned her to book a photo-session with her the following Friday evening. She told me that she couldn’t do it because she was stripping in a club that evening. She said ‘Only topless, of course’, but there was something in her voice that made me believe that wasn’t true. I asked her what club...

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A Trip to Submission Part1

This trip had been 2 months in planning. Now sitting in the car in early morning I couldn't turn back now the flight left in 2 hours and I had to get inside. I had gone over my instructions numerous times and I was shaking as I opened up the door to the car. Her instructions were so simple; bring no male items with you on the trip. I am to bring nothing that could be considered masculine. I have allowed my friend Ty to turn the tables on me. I was once her Dom, now she will be my...

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Frances and Phil

Now, as they approach the corner of our block, you are leaning out the window waving to them, the perfect obedient and innocent daughter on the surface. However, as you wave, you undo your short skirt and let it drop to the floor, knowing I am behind you. Now you smirk over your shoulder at me as you wiggle your nearly naked arse at me, barely covered by your tiny white thong. Seeing that I am watching, you lift your right leg as though you intend to climb out the window. You pull your thong...

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Anniversary Trip ch2 Sex Slave Stripper

Anniversary Trip (II) - Sex Slave StripperThis is the second installment of our trip to Las Vegas on the occasion of our 10th wedding anniversary. See the story "Tenth Wedding Anniversary" for the first part of the story. By the time we arrived in Vegas, it was very late, almost midnight. We were both too tired to do anything but check into our hotel, get a late snack in one of the open restaurants in the hotel and go to bed.At 8:00 AM, I awoke with my usual morning hard-on. Paula is usually...

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Raoul and Francesco

When I lived in Luton twenty years ago I got chatting to these two Spanish lorry drivers, Raul and Francesco, that I met one weekend in a bar downtown. It was a place I regularly went on weekends called the Hard Rock Cafe. Served a Spanish beer called Sol with a wedge of lime in the bottle neck and there was a lot of karaoke and singalong hilarity about the place. I found out that these guys would stop over in Luton on their journey north from Spain to Glasgow because the younger one, Francesco...

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