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MICHAEL

I chose a small table near the corner of the bar, off the main lobby of the Le Grand Soleil Hotel in Paris. It was my first time in the French Capital, and I was here to experience all that it offered. My name is Michael, I’m forty-five years old, six-foot, one-hundred-and-eighty-five pounds, an athletic build with salt and pepper hair. I look great in a sharp business suit or in a leather jacket. I am here on business and extended my trip for a few days to do some sightseeing in the French capital.

I live in Seattle with my wife and two children. I am honest and trustworthy and I have been a faithful husband and great father. I have never had a wandering eye. The first part of this is true and every word after that is a lie.

I ordered my drink and glanced around the bar area as many travelers were having fun and enjoying the break from their busy days. Sitting at the bar, I was able to see a booth across the room and saw a man my age, with two beautiful and younger women. They sat close to the man, sipping their drinks, laughing and touching. I could see the sexy brunette kissing the side of his neck as the blond slipped her hand under the table to softly rub his cock through his pants. A vivid image of a threesome to be enjoyed later that night crossed my thoughts.

On my right, I could see two beautiful women, my age, leaning closer across a table to whisper to each other. Their eyes did not glance around the room and never left each other. Then the redhead leaned closer and kissed her, not just a peck on the lips but a long warm, and deep kiss. I imagined them tangled together in the coming hours in their king-sized bed.

A little beyond them I saw two young couples shaking hands and taking chairs around their table. I could see the introductions being made and the guys leaning over to kiss the women on the cheek. The women wore sexy tops, low-cut and revealing. Their men were all smiles and concentrated on the other’s woman with smiles and flirts. I could just imagine the foursome they would be enjoying later that night. Switching partners and the sounds of fucking all around them. I had spent many lonely nights in hotel rooms and knew all around my room people were living out their sexual fantasies.

Then I evolved and wanted to be part of them. I became open to encounters. Although I enjoyed working all day on business trips, I loved and wanted to fuck all night. As I glanced around the room, I caught a glimpse of a woman sitting by herself. She was short, with sandy brown hair, glasses, slim, legs crossed, and sipping a glass of red wine. She too was glancing around the room and seemed relaxed. I was wondering what she was thinking, is she having the same sexy images as I was?

As she sat there, her long fingers tracing the top of the glass, and then licking her fingers. I became aroused. I asked the waiter if she was expecting a guest; he said no, she was just having a nightcap after a long flight from New York. I asked him to order another drink for both of us and put it on my bill. As he did so, she looked up with a sly smile and again licked her fingers. I had delicious images of long and lingering kisses.

 

LACEY

I was sitting in the same hotel lounge and glancing around at the scene before me. Let me introduce myself.

My name is Lacey and I am thirty-nine, blonde with blue eyes. I am five-feet-two and one-hundred-and-twenty-five pounds. It was a long flight from New York with noisy passengers all around me. This business was taking me away from my family at a time when everyone was involved in their own lives, leaving me often to fill my long and lonely evenings with work. I longed for human touch, a kiss, and a feeling of being wanted and needed.

Perhaps when I return I’ll set up a naughty weekend with my husband, I thought. I so enjoyed a good fuck and it’s been far too long since my pussy had been touched. I was looking forward to a hot shower, a drink, and a good night’s sleep. The shower had reinvigorated me – the fragrant and soapy water slithering down my body. The thoughts of a lonely drink in my hotel room didn’t sit well so I went down to the hotel bar.

As I entered the bar, I noticed many tables were occupied and I almost turned around. However, a small table for two was empty so I sat down and ordered a glass of red wine. I took out my cell phone to do some emails while sipping the delicious wine; I changed my mind as I was starting to tune into the others sitting in the bar. To my right was a table with a very handsome man enjoying the company of two beautiful women. I wonder what the relationship was with them. Soon, the question was answered as one of the ladies starting to nuzzle and kiss the gentleman’s neck while the other lady’s hand slid around his lap and found the man’s crotch and started to slow and sensually stroked his cock.

What an evening of sensual play the three of them would have upon returning to their hotel room. Their hotel room would be a center of eroticism and I was intrigued. My eyes turned away with a tad bit of jealousy, when I saw the two ladies engrossed in a heated discussion, the heat was in their eyes for each other and the lingering kiss with tongues flickering. The sight was definitely giving me some delicious thoughts, even though I have never been with a woman; perhaps it was time?

A chair scraping the floor turned my attention to the table with a couple joining another couple. Both ladies were beautiful and devilishly sexy. The men kissed the other man’s lady in what looked like a foursome being played out in front of me. The ladies’ breasts were heaving with anticipation and the men couldn’t take their eyes off them. The ladies switched chairs and now it was becoming intensely sensual, hands rubbing backs and working their way down; fingers running through the other’s hair – their drinks being forgotten. My fingers were rubbing the top of the glass and I found that I was licking my fingers tasting the fine nectar of red wine. I have never been in a foursome and thought perhaps one day I would.

The bartender came up to my table with another glass of wine, indicating it was from the gentleman at the bar. I looked up and saw a gentleman with intensely blue eyes, a well-toned body, and very well put together. I continued to rub the top of the glass, licking my fingers while I was pulled into the man’s sexy blue eyes. I smiled in the hopes perhaps he would join me for a nightcap before I returned to my room. I wondered if...

 

MICHAEL

I watched her lick her fingers and smile. I picked up my drink and headed over to her table.

“Hi, I’m Michael. May I join you for a drink?”

I could see her smile and heard her words. “Definitely. You bought this drink for me. Hi, my name is Lucy but I go by Lacey.”

“Nice to meet you.” I smiled and pictured a red sexy lacy bra and thong under those clothes. I watched her smile as the words rolled off her tongue so seductively. Her smile widened and the flash of excitement in her eyes was clear to see.

“I have to admit I am alone here in the hotel and have been having naughty thoughts about the couples I see in the room. Threesomes, foursomes, same-sex twosomes. So now I've got that out of the way, you might want to reconsider me at your table.”

I watched her carefully and could see the shock on her face. Her eyes seemed to be saying something different.

“Well, I’m glad you told me. I can be on my guard,” she said, then added, “You said nothing about opposite sex, stranger affairs in a hotel, that was on my mind.”

Now it was my turn to be shocked, but not really.

I scooped up her hand in mine. I could feel her warmth and the softness of her hand. I turned her palm up and traced her lifeline with my finger. Her fingers arched as she felt my long finger brush across her skin. Her hand surrendered to my touch as I felt a stirring and imagined her touch all over my body. She reached across to caress my cheek with her fingers and brushed her thumb across my lips. I let the tip of my tongue slip out to touch her thumb.

“I shouldn’t have done that,” she said.

“Will I make you more comfortable if I do something I shouldn’t do as well?” I added.

She smiled and said, “Yes.”

“Okay.” I reached inside my jacket and produced two tickets for a massage. “I have massage appointments for tonight and tomorrow night and I would like to ask you if you would accept my invitation to go to a couple’s massage with me tonight?”

Her answer was slow in coming so I thought I had blown it. Then with a sexy husky voice and a wicked smile, she said “Michael it would be my pleasure – and perhaps yours as well.”

I could see her smile brighten up her eyes.

As I went to rise, she put her other hand on top of mine, leaned over, and said, “The best thing you could do with your lips is to kiss mine now.”

That was not expected but brought a smile to my face. I leaned closer to see her eyes sparkling and lips slightly parted. I lingered just for a few seconds, then grabbed her hand and rushed out of the bar with her in tow. I punched the button for the glass elevator to take her to the massage salon in the penthouse of the hotel. As the door closed behind us I pressed her against the golden door and kissed her deeply and passionately. Our lips melded so softly together; our tongues could not get enough of each other. Searching, licking, sucking, dominating, breathless passion. The elevator ascended the twenty-six floors as our bodies pressed together, the kiss never-ending.

As the doors opened on the penthouse floor, the kiss ended, both of us breathless as we entered the lobby area of the massage salon. I slipped my hand in hers as we walked to hand the counter and I introduced myself and said, "we have arrived for our couple's massage." We hadn’t said a word since the elevator. We were both breathless.

I could feel her fingers squeeze mine as we were led to an inner room and received our instructions, to change and return with just towels around us. Our fingers parted and we smiled at each other and went to strip down for the massage.

A few minutes later we were back in the room and sipping the wine provided when the host returned. All the women working in the massage salon were Asian and their specialty was erotic massages.

We linked hands again as I leaned closer and whispered, “I’m glad you are game for tonight.”

We were led into the next room and it featured two tables about four feet apart and small tables with a variety of massage oils available. Our host snapped her fingers and from a side alcove, three beautiful and young Asian women walked out in matching kimonos.

“Now you get to select your masseuse,” she said as she snapped her fingers and each of the girls dropped their kimono to the floor. Each one had a small sexy body, one with short dark hair, one with long hair down to the middle of her back, the third one had medium-length brown hair. I glanced at her and saw her sexy smile and eyes wide open. The experience hadn’t spooked her so far.

I saw Lacey glance at each woman and select the middle one and say, “The one with the long dark hair and beautiful breasts I want for you.” She smiled at me.

I looked at the other two women and said, “I want the slim taller girl with the long legs for you.” The third girl picked up her kimono and left down the hall. We both laid down on our massage tables and the girls slid our towels off and dropped them on the floor. My eyes scanned down Lacey's back and over her sweet ass and down her legs. When I looked back at her eyes she had caught me checking her out.

The two girls pulled steaming towels from a small cooler and washed our bodies from head to foot. It was so warm and felt so good. I watched the tall slim girl’s hand spread the warm massage oils from her head, down her back, across her ass, and down her legs. Then she hopped up on the table and straddled her sexy body. The masseuse used her body to massage your body, sliding slowly up and down, her breasts and nipples brushing her back and hands sliding under to massage her breasts.

My view was blocked a few times as the girl with the long hair used it to brush my head as her body slithered up my body. I could feel her large breasts on the back of my neck and one breast and erect nipple so near my lips. I looked at Lacey and could tell she was enjoying herself. When I caught her eye, I slipped my tongue out to lick the nipple of my masseuse.  We both just closed our eyes to enjoy the sensations taking place.

 

LACEY

I was enjoying the massage. My thoughts raced as I took everything in. Shortly after, we were asked to roll to our backs. I could see Michael’s eyes watching as I turned over, my nipples exploding with excitement.  I watched as he licked his lips and saw his eyes bulging as the skillful hands massaged the warm oils along my body, cupped and squeezed my breasts. His lips slightly parted at the sight of the masseuse tugging at my nipples. My moans continued as she kissed her way down my body, while massaging my hips and brushing her fingers across my pussy lips.

I glanced over to him and I saw the other girl straddling his hips, her large breasts wet from the massage oils and her nipples were erect. Her hands massaged his chest, while her hips moved slowly down to his waiting cock.  What a beautiful cock. I couldn’t stop looking at it while the masseuse stroked her hands up and down his shaft. I could see his swollen and thick cock growing before my eyes. The mushroom head was bursting with excitement.

I knew I wanted to feel that cock deep in my pussy that very night. The masseuse leaned over to tease her nipples against the swollen head of his cock. She took his hard cock into her mouth, sucking and licking the head. I watched as her mouth moved slowly up and down his shaft, wishing it was my mouth around that rock-hard cock. Michael saw me watching with intense interest.

 

MICHAEL

I watched Lacey’s masseuse’s fingers as they slowly slid in and out of her wet and throbbing pussy. She leaned over to lick Lacey's pussy lips... I could feel so ready to explode.

Our time was up; I was left without cumming. Then the girls slid down our bodies and off. With a little bow, they left the room. The host arrived with kimonos for us to put on. Before we did them up I brushed up against Lacey and her fingers wrapped around my cock and swollen head.

She smiled, giving me a quick kiss, and tied up our gowns.  We both drank another glass of wine, letting our hearts return to a normal beat, showered separately, and met back at the lobby.

My lips brushed past her cheek and ears and I asked, “How is our date going so far”?

 

LACEY

I knew my libido was now on fire and I wanted more. I slipped his hand in mine as we walked toward the elevator, my pussy was throbbing wondering what my best approach would be. As we approached the elevator, Michael slipped my hand down the side of your leg where I found a semi-hard cock now pressing against his pants. I stroked his cock, as my pussy was continuing to throb.

The elevator was too slow in arriving, so I grabbed his hand and dragged him to the stairwell. I could hardly keep my hands to myself. I pressed him against the wall, our lips and tongues searching, exploring, licking, and sucking. I could feel his hard cock pressing against me, I rubbed my hips against his cock, my hands grabbing his ass, pulling me as close as possible. I wanted him to clearly know that I wanted to fuck and fuck now.

I could feel his hands on my breasts and rubbing my nipples; his lips nibbling at my lips, my neck, and shoulder as he lifted my dress and said, “hands on the second step,” I leaned forward, my dress being lifted and then my lacy thong was pulled down hastily. ‘OMG, this man knows how to excite me beyond words.'

I could feel his cock springing forward. It was rock hard and wanted to fuck. I couldn’t wait to feel it deep in me. He stepped closer, his hands gripped my hips, and brushed the head of his cock along my wet pussy lips. I let out a moan and with a quick thrust of my hips his cock slide slowly and deeply into my tight and very wet pussy.

He slowed your pace despite my wanting more and more. I wanted him to fuck me and to fuck me hard. I wanted to feel his magnificent cock all the way in.

The slow fucking felt so good then quickly he began thrusting hard and faster. He filled my pussy and was a perfect fit. We fucked passionately as I visualized the masseuse stroking his magnificent cock. Now it was all mine. My butt was slapping against his thrusting hips intensifying the fuck.  I couldn’t hold it anymore, and as I exploded into an orgasm, the door opened above us and the two girls who massaged us earlier were heading back to the salon. One smiled at me, leaned down, and kissed him as he exploded so deep in me. We collapsed on the stairs exhausted and giggling about being caught. We quickly hopped up, straightening our clothes, and ran down the stairs to his floor.

 

MICHAEL

We were both laughing as we entered my room on the 12th floor, excited by being caught. As I poured another drink, I saw Lacey glance at the jacuzzi and watched as she sexily stripped down to climb in. As we sipped our drinks, she was leaning back against my chest.  She turned the water jets on, and we relaxed. I set my drink down and cupped her breasts and slowly massaged them, she leaned back with her head resting on my shoulder to kiss me.

My tongue found hers, teasing each other, our unbridled passion could be felt in the liberated and deep probing, licking, and sucking each other’s tongues. I let my hand slide down and under the water and found her waiting pussy lips. My long finger stroking in and out as moans escaped her lips. Her hand found my erect cock and stroked it softly, feeling the firmness and the thickness of my cock and, then quickly turned around and straddled my hips. 

The tip of my cock parted her pussy lips, and she slowly slid down my cock. I leaned forward and let our tongues find each other and while she was riding my cock. I slid my fingers down and brushed her clit with my thumb. We fucked hard and we fucked fast, slowing down for a bit and then faster and harder. Her hands held my hips, her back arched and suddenly our bodies were shaking and cumming so intensely.

 

LACEY

My mind was racing. After catching my breath, we stepped out of the jacuzzi and wrapped ourselves in the plush bathrobes. Michael poured me a glass of wine. I watched him make a rum and coke for himself and we went out the patio doors to sit on the balcony. I could see that smile on his face as he watched and I sipped my drink and played with the ice with my tongue. I slowly slipped off my chair and sat on the edge of his.  I tugged at his wrap, opened it to see his semi-hard cock.

As I scooped an ice cube out of my drink, slowly brushing it against the underside of his shaft, his cock became harder and rigid. I leaned over and let my warm breath blow over his cock. I admired the full glory of his cock. Strong and so hard, standing so erect. The mushroom head was such a mouthful. I played with his firm and shaven balls while sucking and licking his beautiful cock. I became so excited that I grabbed his hand and headed inside.

We dropped our robes to the floor, and I hopped onto the bed. He slapped my ass and flipped me over onto my back. His lips brushed along the inside of my thighs as he reached for my breast and squeezing them. His tongue teased my pussy lips, going deeper and deeper as he held my hips. His tongue fucked me slowly with his hands holding my hips, the moment was pure raw sex, and my moans were more intense as my libido was screaming for him. His finger erotically teased and toyed with my clit.  My pussy was screaming for him.

Suddenly I could feel him wrap his arms around my legs and pulled me towards the corner of the bed. He stood on the floor and lifted my legs to his shoulders and rubbed his hard cock along your clit and wet pussy lips. He slowly thrust his cock deep into my tight wet pussy and felt me tightening around his cock. He fucked me hard and deep over and over again. I arched my back, as he drove his cock deeper. Hearing my moans and screams, his pace intensified and I felt him cum inside me as I exploded with my own cum.

 

MICHAEL

We both fell back exhausted from the intensity of our fucking. Lacey fell asleep so quickly. I pulled a cover over her naked body. I didn’t tell her that I had videotaped us on the bed. I had set up my camera earlier that night. I opened my phone and watched our lovemaking at the corner of the bed. I could see myself lifting my head to watch us fuck in the mirror. Our bodies thrusting deeply over and over. I won’t tell Lacey about the video but will send it to her in the future at just the right time.

A lonely business trip turned into an erotic night with raw sexual feelings being met. I definitely thought this a better way to spend my nights on business trips and my thoughts drifted to how the next time could be even better… my imagination running wild.

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This Story is written by Patricia51 and Katherine-T When the taxi lurched to a sudden stop, Diana nearly fell off the back seat. "Voila!" the driver said, his right hand gesturing at the hotel entrance. Not much of an entrance, Diana thought. Well, she'd wanted the Left Bank and now she had it. When she climbed out of the taxi, she could see the St. Germain des Pres church up ahead, which made her feel much better. The hotel might be small, but at least here she was in the midst of...

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A BiAmerican in Paris

INTRODUCTION Before I get into my first bi-sexual experience in Paris, let me introduce myself and provide some background. My name is Walter McCarty and I am of Irish/German descent. I grew up in Manhattan, New York and graduated with a BBA and MBA. For the past 10 years I have worked for a large Management Consulting firm headquartered in New York City. One of the requirements to eventually be considered for partner is to work in one of the foreign offices for at least three years. At 32...

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Dont Sleep on the Subway Book ThreeChapter 46 Aug 1944 Liberation of Paris

This chapter is actually the second half of the previous chapter covering the Battle of Paris and the uprising of the French resistance against their Gestapo masters. After reading a lot of different accounts of the Liberation of Paris, I have reached a conclusion that the entire affair was more political rather than military in nature. General De Gaulle was probably the most insubordinate son of a bitch in history with the way that he ignored his orders from General Eisenhower and decided...

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A sexy weekend in Paris

Ian glanced across at Susie. He looked at her in profile, her beautiful young face partially hidden by her mass of shoulder length, auburn coloured hair. Aware of his look, Susie turned her head slowly towards him. Her small, white, even teeth glistened as she flashed him a delicious smile, a smile that made his heart thump and his cock jerk. For a moment, he was distracted by the French countryside flashing by behind her head as the Eurostar train they were on rushed towards Paris. Looking at...

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Erotic Evening in Paris

The last of the arriving passengers had finally trickled out of the arrival gate at the Charles DeGaulle airport. 30th of December was not a particularly busy time for air traffic in Paris. Vitorrio DeLuca scanned the faces of every last passenger that passed by. What did she look like? They had not met or seen each other in seven years. Would she recognize him? He heard she had gained some weight since they were last together in New York in the summer of 2001. She had married some wall...

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Remembrances of Paris

“Pardonnez-moi, Mademoiselle I would like to book a direct flight going to Manila tonight if possible.” she shyly inquired of the woman at the ticket counter in her limited French.“Oui Mademoiselle, let me check our schedules,” the pleasant lady at the counter said smiling at her.“Merci.”“Mademoiselle, I’m sorry, but we don’t have any available direct flights going to Manila tonight. What we do have is a five-hour stopover in Singapore going to Manila, and the earliest scheduled is tomorrow...

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One Night In Paris

I woke with him nuzzling me, whispering, "Belle sweet, girl time to get on the train." We found our seats. It was a weekend, not a peak time, so the train was not full. We found seats which were in relative private. There was more room on the train than on the coach, and we got a section where two rows faced each other. Another two and a half hours until we reached Paris, I was feeling cramped and irritable. I needed to move, I was restless. The journey was taking forever. Miguel sensing my...

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One Night In Paris

This is part 2 of Oral the Way to London- I love comments xoxo -Belle I woke with him nuzzling me, whispering, "Belle sweet, girl time to get on the train." We found our seats, it was a weekend, not a peak time, so the train was not full. We found seats which were in relative private. There was more room on the train than on the coach, and we got a section where two rows faced each other. Another two and a half hours until we reached Paris, I was feeling cramped and irritable. I needed to...

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My Berlin SummerChapter 7 Paris

The next morning, after our group exercise and shower and one final breakfast eaten naked and on all fours from a bowl on the tiled kitchen floor, I was allowed to say good-bye to my fellow slave girls before being "shipped." We kissed and hugged, tears in our eyes. After spending weeks together, virtually all of the time with no clothing other than our collars, it seemed completely natural to clasp another girl's naked body to my chest. Here, although we had been unequivocally taught our...

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Erotica For Women The Ultimate Taboo

A new wave of erotic mass media is being invented for women, by women.Is there any such thing as female eroticism?Historically, pornography isn't a thing that women were considered to enjoy. With men leading the looking at and creation of porn, women who took component in this sector were frequently given degrading roles.But some women are no longer content with females being stuck in those cheap roles. As the view of female sexuality changes, so does the relationship that women have with...

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Everyone Once in Paris

Paris was just as preserved as it was even before the war, no matter how strong the Germans pushed towards the city the French and British troops always pushed them back near the border. It was all too depressing that Paris fell without a shot, but then again, it was just as it was even during The Great War even if the swastika hangs around the landmarks of the artistic city. Though many of the Jewish establishments and the Jews themselves were gone, business for collaborators, or even the...

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Vacation with my Father Day 8 Paris

'So now I’m chick bait,' Ashley thought. I was wandering around the neighborhood. On our fourth and next-to-last day in Paris, I knew the area pretty well. I reveled in some time alone and the sense of almost being French. On the other hand, I didn’t much like the idea of Daddy being with that woman, Marie, up in our apartment. I don’t know what I was thinking. And now he was probably fucking her with his lovely big cock that for the past week had been all mine. Well, it was all mine if you...

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My Sex Addict Wife 8211 Honeymoon In Paris

Renu was weird. She really was! I got married to her just three months back. Our first night was my first ever time, but not hers! She had been frank with me from the very beginning. She had multiple partners over her life and she told me so when I communicated my decision to marry her. My wife told me everything that could affect our future and I honestly didn’t have any issues as they were her past. Our marriage was arranged. Renu had been engaged to someone before but had been brutally...

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flames as Paris

The first time I saw her was at a small Parisian bistro, walking distance from the Louvre. Le Petit Flore on Rue Croix des Petits Champs, a favorite of mine. Unpretentious and inexpensive. The day had been moody, despite being the first day of summer. It was, in fact, that moodiness which first drew me to her, the sun suddenly bursting from the clouds, illuminating her, setting her fiery mane ablaze. The sudden image of a moth fluttering too near a candle flame gave me but a moment’s pause as I...

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Episode 163 Sex in Paris

This story features Sperm Donation and brutal sex was submitted 9 years ago as Episode 17, if you are counting, but deleted by xhamster.It has been softened slightly to appease the censors, but please do not read if easily offended by my fantasies.In BedEarly one Sunday morning Tony roused from a wet dream to find a young woman’s body straddling his prick and rubbing her tits up and down his chest.“Hush”, she purred “mustn't wake your step-sister”.Tony had already run his hands up and down her...

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Butlers DelightsChapter 4 Paris

When the time came to go to Paris, the Emir's plans had changed and Robinson was booked on a scheduled flight, where he was treated as a VIP passenger and given a secluded cabin within the first class area of the Air Kobekistan jumbo jet. Shortly after take-off a stewardess joined him in the cabin and calmly stripped herself of all her uniform except her shoes and cap. "I am here for the Master's pleasure, to serve all his wants," she said, "I understand you have not flown with us...

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A Girl Called LenChapter 6 A weekend in Paris

I was asked to go to the States that January. The Yanks had developed a new and more powerful machine, and required me as a supposed expert, to go over and help develop the programming for UK purposes. I discovered that Geoff, the guy behind the project was an Cambridge graduate, who had become disillusioned in England with the rejection of his ideas by managements who remained firmly bolted to the nineteen-thirties. The Yanks welcomed him with open arms. We were still looking at machines...

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April in Paris

The words to the old Nat King Cole favorite ran through her mind again and again as the plane began its final descent into Charles de Gaulle airport. For years, she had hated her mother for naming her after an old, hokey song, but as she matured she had learned to appreciate it and eventually to love it for the feelings it evoked when his smoky voice drifted from the speakers. April glanced at her watch. "About time for me to get ready", she mused. "I can't believe I'm actually going...

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It was in the beginning of spring. I was travelling to Paris for a week, wanting to enjoy a solitary trip to this destination that was both familiar and unpredictable. I arrived in the afternoon. The first thing I felt stepping out in the street was the warmth of the sun on my hair. I touched it and in a second, a slight shiver traversed my body. I felt new and beautiful in this town that was not mine. My hotel was situated in the vicinity of the Tuileries Gardens. I was given a room with a...

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On my way to Paris

I am a 20 year old ‘office lady’, who works for a trading company based in Osaka, Japan. My English skills gave me this job, and my ‘personal skills’ with my boss make me enjoy it. He is in his early 60ies and very handsome. He takes good care of his body, does work-outs three times a week, and is in perfect shape. This makes him an extremely good lover. Whenever he travels abroad, he takes me with him, because he does not speak English. This time, he had his first business trip to France....

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Reminisces from my trip to meet my lover in Paris

This may be considered a bit of a honeymoon. It was very much like one, and in some ways will undoubtedly be remembered as such.Wednesday I arrived on schedule at Charles De Gaulle Airport north of Paris. Michelle met me there as planned. I snuck up behind her and surprised her out of her wits. I felt bad but she was very happy after the initial shock. We made our way to the bus which would take us to Montparnasse train station, where we would then catch a Metro and go only two stops to our...

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My meet with Mistress Vic in Paris

True story . as is my first story.. I met Victoria when i was 21 in Australia. she was 11 years older then me but we had some fun times there. we kept the contact over the years and meet several times all over the world :-). in the last 4-5 years my sexual preferences have changed as i realized that i am more into submission and BDSM in general. i started to be pn second life and had some online mistresses and since two years i have a steady online mistress i adore a lot and would do anything...

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On my way to Paris

I am a 20 year old ‘office lady’, who works for a trading company based in Osaka, Japan. My English skills gave me this job, and my ‘personal skills’ with my boss make me enjoy it. He is in his early 60ies and very handsome. He takes good care of his body, does work-outs three times a week, and is in perfect shape. This makes him an extremely good lover. Whenever he travels abroad, he takes me with him, because he does not speak English. This time, he had his first business trip to France....

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7 of 9 gets help from Tom Paris

Lt Tom Paris had to hurry from the Bridge to sickbay. Voyager had just received an emergency distress call from the Delta Flyer. Apparently some strange gas had gotten into the shuttle and was messing up the ship’s systems as well as physically harming Seven of Nine. Seven of Nine and the Doctor had been the only members of that particular away mission and with Tom being the only medical assistant he had to leave his post at comm. and head down to sick bay. Seven of Nine and the Doctor both...

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Mission 2 Paris

When I arrived back at my apartment, I found a letter had been pushed under my door. I emptied the contents of the envelope. A letter gave me the rundown of the next mission. I was heading to Paris. I had always wanted to go there and was actually excited. My target was an actress in an opera. She was the daughter of an important politician. Our client hopes to get her father to pull out of the race due to having to care for a traumatized daughter. The next page showed me her picture. She...

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Sexual Night in Paris

One night both Charles and Arlene end up at the Pavillon De La Reine, a four star hotel in Paris France. They made reservations just a few days ago and it’s not for a honeymoon or vacation it’s just a getaway for two people to escape and enjoy their sexual passion and desires for one another. As they are both escorted to their suite on the 14th floor overlooking the city of Paris both Charles and Arlene turn to each other and start to kiss. Charles has been waiting for this day for awhile and...

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An Unlikely Business Meeting in Paris

The taxi pulled up at Brussels Midi and Rose stepped out into a small puddle of water. She smiled at her own misfortune, which was common. The whole square had one puddle, and it just so happened that this was where she would put her stiletto. Somehow, despite her best efforts, complete elegance always eluded her but she accepted her flaws, as they were a reminder of her many blessings and as far as flaws go, the odd puddle was nothing to complain about.  Rose walked calmly through the station...

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The shop fronts streamed past while our taxi made its way through the streets of Paris. We were on our way to what Emily described as an adult circus. She had a friend who was involved with the event and was able to get us prime tickets and it was all very hush hush.Emily gave me a cheeky smile as our eyes met.“Don’t worry, this is going to great!” she reassured me with a wicked smile.My eyes strayed down her long neck to where her breasts turned into an elegant cocktail dress. A surge of...

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WristDeep in the Cunt Hole Vacation in Paris

I like to spend my holidays at home most of the time, but from time to time I take trips around European cities and go sightseeing. On one of these vacations, I travelled to Paris and treated myself to a stay at a more fancy hotel than I usually do, just because I fell in love with the interior. It was an old place, with lots of scrollwork, nice stucco ceilings and golden inlays in almost all surfaces. It even had a waterfall in the lobby and a great room.I stayed there by myself, but had taken...

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Springtime in Paris

After my first year of university, I visited Paris in early May to take in the sights. One particular day is very memorable.I visited Montmarte and Sacré-Cœur and then I wandered along to Place Pigalle, the “red light” district.In front of one of the sex clubs, an older, grandmotherly lady with curly grey hair approached me and asked, “Would you like to look? It’s free.”I hesitated for a moment, but thought to myself, “Why not?” and followed her inside. She led me up some stairs and said, “It’s...

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First visit to Libertine Club in Paris

This happened in February 2015 in Paris. I'm having to rely on my memory but it's still very vivid as we use it so often when we have sex to make us both cum so strongly. We were in Paris with friends and had done the usual Eiffel tour tour etc and had gone out for a few drinks after. The time was reaching midnight and our friends wanted to head back to the hotel. I persuaded them to stop on route at a nightclub I had heard about. I didn't tell them it was a Libertine Club as I wanted to just...

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7 of 9 gets help from Tom Paris

Lt Tom Paris had to hurry from the Bridge to sickbay. Voyager had just received an emergency distress call from the Delta Flyer. Apparently some strange gas had gotten into the shuttle and was messing up the ship's systems as well as physically harming Seven of Nine. Seven of Nine and the Doctor had been the only members of that particular away mission and with Tom being the only medical assistant he had to leave his post at comm. and head down to sick bay.Seven of Nine and the Doctor both...

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My Night In Paris

So I Was In Paris France Last Year Hanging Out With My Best Friend Maya Now Maya Has Been My Friend For About Ten Years Now And Me And Her Had Always Been Close Sometimes we would Cuddle Kiss and a Little Bit More, Even Tho She Had a Gf at the Time and One Night I was At her Pine House she She Asked Me To Come To Her Room she Took MY Hand and Just Kissed Me and not Just a peck on the Cheek i mean like Kiss Kiss French Kiss it was amazing she told me, iv been wanting to do that for a long time i...

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A creampie made in Paris

We went to Paris last weekend to catch up with some friends of ours, Marc and Johan. Johan loves photography so spent the day out taking shots, while the rest of us went to a café and got through some wine. After a couple of hours John came back and showed us the photos he has taken during the day and boy are they good. So Marc looks through the photos and accidentally scrolls through some photos of a young girl posing for some nice and naughty stockings and suspenders photos. Johan is a bit...

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Sexual Night in Paris

One night both Charles and Arlene end up at the Pavillon De La Reine, a four star hotel in Paris France. They made reservations just a few days ago and it’s not for a honeymoon or vacation it’s just a getaway for two people to escape and enjoy their sexual passion and desires for one another. As they are both escorted to their suite on the 14th floor overlooking the city of Paris both Charles and Arlene turn to each other and start to kiss. Charles has been waiting for this day for awhile and...

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Mom8217s Cock Party In Paris

Greeting, I am Rohan, 18, from Gujarat. I am a very big fan of ISS and today I am going to tell you guys about my mom’s first cock party and guys believe me it was really happened. In my family, there are three members. My father Bhargav mostly stays abroad. I Rohan, just cleared my 12th and my sexy hot mom, Ritu. She is a 39 year old MILF, with milky white body with perfect curves, she has a beautiful round face with big brown eyes and long black hairs touching her ass, she had a perfect pair...

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Wristdeep in the Cunt Hole Vacation in Paris

I like to spend my holidays at home most of the time, but from time to time I take trips around european cities and go sightseeing. On one of these vacations I travelled to Paris and treated myself to a stay at a more fancy hotel than I usually do, just because I fell in love with the interior. It was an old place, with lots of scrollwork, nice stucco ceilings and golden inlays in almost all surfaces. It even had a waterfall in the lobby and a great room. I stayed there by myself, but had...

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soumission agrave Paris

Dés mon plus jeune âge, j'ai été attiré par les choses du sexe. A Paris, lors d'un séjour chez une copine, il m'est arrivée une histoire cocasse. Aux heures de pointe, nous étions serrés comme des sardines dans le wagon. Tout à coup, j’ai senti une main se poser une fesse. Au début, j’ai cru à une maladresse, mais la pression des doigts de l’inconnu se faisait de plus en plus franche et commençait à s'insinuer dans la raie de mes fesses. J'ai voulu me retourner vers l’importun mais serrés comme...

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