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I kissed her face from above, kissing it all over as her body squirmed in front of me. My hands wandered down her face and neck until they reached her nipples, still kissing her my fingers teased her breasts. Her hips started to buck ever so slightly. Moving around the table I pulled a chair up to the left of her and started to suck her nipples. Kneeling on the chair I leant over her and softly bit and sucked as my hand massaged her ample breasts.

It was our first Valentine’s Day together. Paris had told me how she was never spoiled in her past relationship, so I before I left for work I covered her car with cardboard colored love hearts.

About an hour later Paris called me – she was over the moon. The cardboard hearts had put a smile on her face and that made me happy.

My day was busy. So before I knew it was lunchtime, then a meeting with the boss. During the meeting I was told that someone was here to see me.

I was surprised - I wasn’t expecting anyone. Next moment Paris walked in to my office with a bunch of roses and an ‘I love you’ balloon. She had just come from a corporate function dressed in her power suit she looked incredible.

I know Paris inside out. So I knew she was wearing something totally sexy under the corporate suit. Lace? Bows? Three-quarter stockings? Different possibilities were running through my mind.

The smile Paris carried was better then the gift itself - I'm sure she was enjoying giving love as much as receiving it. I left the meeting with James and walked Paris out to her car. Holding her, smelling her, drinking her in. Then she was off, telling me she would have dinner ready and just to come home safely.

6 o'clock finally came, and as I got closer to Paris’ place I wondered what she had planned for the night ahead.

It didn't take me long to find out.

Paris met me at the door wearing a sexy black teddy and three-quarter, hold-up stockings, which I love. She guided me through to the deck overlooking her pool. She had chips, dips and a Corona with fresh lime waiting for me.

We kissed and I drew her body close to mine my meat rubbing against her. We finished our beers and I headed to the shower before dinner. Tossing my clothes in the basket I stepped into the gushing water. I washed my hair and body and shaved to get rid of my daily stubble. As I dried myself, my cock grew in anticipation of what was to come. Dressing in a smart pair of jeans, collared shirt and smart shoes I added a few dabs of cologne and headed back out to the deck.

Paris had opened a bottle of wine and unwrapped a beautiful cheese and meat platter with fresh bread, olives and fruit. She handed me a glass and said

“Happy Valentines baby.”

Conversation flowed as we feasted on her meal until the mozzies decided to crash the party. We headed inside where Paris pulled out desert; chopped strawberries blue berries and banana, and put a bowl of shredded chocolate over a pan of boiled water to melt.

I poured us another another wine and headed into the main dining room. Paris brought in the chocolate and fruit. I picked up a strawberry and covered it in melted chocolate and fed it to Paris she did the same to me, on and on until the fruit was gone.

Only the candles Paris had lit earlier lighted the room. Paris looked at me with eyes that penetrated to my core.

I pulled her to me. As our mouths touched I bit her bottom lip softly and gently sucked it in. My tongue tiptoed around her lips and she let out a soft moan.

I slid the teddy off her as I bit my way down her neckline and back up to her ear.

“I want you.” I whispered in her ear “My body needs you. Now.”

“Yes please.” is all she muttered.

Her nipples were now exposed and firm. I scooped some chocolate out of the bowl and covered then. Then I took my time to lick and suck it all off.

Her hand grabbed the back of my head, again she said

“Yes please.”

I picked up a bright, pink blanket from the sofa and pushed the candles back to the end of the table. I laid the blanket on the table and put a cushion down for her head.

Words escaped her but her eyes said all that was needed. She trusted me, she wanted me.

I laid her on the table, kissing her mouth and face as I gently pushed her down. Her hair cascaded over the cushion and her body shone in the candlelight.

I walked to the top of the table and moved the candles into a safer position, wondering if she had ever had wax dripped on to her. My cock throbbed at the thought.

I kissed her face from above, kissing it all over as her body squirmed in front of me. My hands wandered down her face and neck until they reached her nipples, still kissing her my fingers teased her breasts. Her hips started to buck ever so slightly. Moving around the table I pulled a chair up to the left of her and started to suck her nipples. Kneeling on the chair I leant over her and softly bit and sucked as my hand massaged her ample breasts.

My other hand wandered down her body finding her womanhood. She was wet already. My finger ran the outer length of her love hole the just inside the outer lips. I moved further up and kissed her mouth and face and ears.

She came as my two fingers entered her and rubbed her g-spot. Her hips rose off the table to meet my thrusts into her.

Letting her recover for a second at least I made my way around the table until I found her other breast and nipple. I sucked on it hard and she moaned as I chewed and bit the nipple while my both hands squeezed and fed it into my mouth.

I freed one of my hands and ran it over her face pushing her head to the side and dragging it back again. Her mouth open as if by instinct and I slid two fingers into it.

She sucked my fingers as lovingly as she sucks on my cock. Still sucking her nipple, my other hand found her clit and I massaged it back to life. She was dripping wet with her legs open wide. She was in pure bliss. She came again this time much harder and louder then the last.

I dragged the chair with me and moved it to the end of the table where she laid. I grabbed Paris’s legs and dragged her to the end of the table where I sat and stared at the delight I was about to devour. Her hips were bucking in small circles.

I bit her thigh lightly, made my way to her groin and sucked on it where the vein runs over the bone. She squirmed. I kissed over her mound and licked and kissed her other groin. She squirmed even more.

Slowly I licked around her outer lips lapping at the love drops dripping out of her. I smiled at her and saw her face full of pleasure and freedom flickering in the candlelight.

My tongue found her clit and her hand brushed my head.

“Please baby, please,” she begged.

I licked, sucked and teased her bringing her almost to orgasm then changed the pace just enough to keep her high but not tip her over. Her fingers were now running through my hair and her hips lifting into my face with more intensity.

Slowly I ran my fingers down her body as I again started to lick and suck her, this time barely touching her clit with gentle but random licks. My fingers reached the outer rim of her love hole and I start to play with her entrance as I licked her pleasure bud.

This time there was no let up, no pace change, no movement except a man possessed. Her hips started to bounce off my face and my finger started to enter her hole just a little

She came, screaming and shuddering with delight. My fingers explored deeper inside her as my tongue licked her bud to completion. My hand was soaked with her love juice. I cleaned her up before I moved up to her face and kissed her.

“Fuck baby, fuck that was so intense. Fuck.” she said grabbing my hair and looking into my eyes.

I lifted her up and took her cream leather sofa and told her to sit. I undid my shirt button and asked her to undo my pants. She did eagerly, trying to pull everything off in one go.

“No.” I said “Not yet.”

I pushed her back and asked

“Do you want some?” she nodded. I asked her again more forcefully

“I said do you want it?”

“Yes baby I want it!” she said.

“Show me then.” I commanded.

She sat up kissing my chest and stomach and rubbed her face over my boxers her mouth biting softly on my shaft through the material.

“Please baby let me have it in my mouth. I’ll be good. You know I’m a good girl.”

I took off my shoes and jeans and slid off my boxers. She smiled like a cat about to get some cream. Again I pushed her back. I stood up on the side of the sofa and she sat and took my mongrel cock into her sweet, soft, hot mouth.

Her hand reached around to my butt cheeks and she pumped my body into her mouth.

My cock was now hard and I pushed her back, I wanted to fuck.

“Roll over Paris.” I tell her. She flipped without hesitation, leaning on the back of the sofa ready to be taken doggy.

Paris’s sofa was in front of a large window that looked out over the front garden and into the street. She wiggled into position her butt and pussy glistening.

I moved behind her and took some time to admire her body. She works hard to keep it looking great and I appreciate every bit of it.

Taking hold of my shaft I slid the head of my cock just inside her. She moaned softly. I moved my head around inside her and took it out and put it back in again.

“Fuck me baby.” she cried “Fuck me I want your cock inside me.”

How could I refuse?

I slowly started to pump my meat into her tight love hole grabbing her hips as I went. My mind was swimming with pleasure and interest as the street light shone the way. I saw cars drive past and people walking in the distance without missing a beat inside her.

“Fuck me baby. Fuck me. I’ll take it. I'm a good girl.” This only stoked the fire that controlled my hips and I thrust harder and faster into her until I felt her hole tighten and her juice squirt over me.

I slapped her ass leaving a small red handprint. She came again.

“Yes baby. More please!” Grabbing her hips I pounded her, then stopped, then slammed into her again then stopped again. She came again.

I slowed and rubbed her ass. Then I enjoyed her again, fucking and bucking away. She came again and again.

She moved a little since her knees were going numb. I noticed and guided her to the bedroom. We grabbed some water on the way. Sweat was covering my hair and running down my body. I grabbed a towel and patted myself down as Paris finished her bottle of water.

She walked over to me and I said

“Remember the first time I threw you on the bed?” she smiled, and I continued

“And you were like ‘hey you can’t do that to me!’ But you were so fucking wet from it. Then I slid my cock into you and fucked you. No asking, no pleases, just taking and enjoying you totally.”

She smiled and nodded then shuddered as the thought of it made her cum for the first time in her room that night. I held both of her legs together and pushed them back as I pulled her ass closer to the end of the bed.

I thrust into her. Pounding and pounding. She came again and again.

“You fuck me so goood baby. So good. I love you.”

I leant over her so my body now rubbed her clit as my cock slid in and out of her. My hand found one of her nipples and I pinched and played with it as I pumped. She came again and again.

“Give me more baby! I love it! I love you fucking pounding my hole ba…” her words got lost as she came again.

“I’m your good girl.” she said.

“Yes baby you’re a good girl. Such a beautiful good girl.”

“Thank you baby. Thank you.” she said.

“Do you know what all good girls get?” I asked. Her cunt churned around my cock again.

“Yes baby please!” she wailed.

“Well what do they get?” I asked.

“I get my pussy filled with your cum baby.” 

“Do you want that Paris? Do you want me to fill my good girl’s pussy with my man juice?”

Her voice was now high as she begged

“Please! Yes please! I would love that I'm a good girl please! Please!”

I felt it start at my groin. Then pleasure started to head to my toes as a second phase headed off to the top of my body.

“Cum baby.” I heard “Cum.”

I was fucking for all I was worth. Her legs were and held apart by my hands.

“Please baby, fill me! Please!” The pleasure reached it’s end and bounced back and hurried through my body until it met and my groin and I exploded deep inside her, pumping her with wild abandonment.

Load after load, drop after drop was milked out by her fabulous pussy.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” she came again. I screamed

“Take that. Take it all! Come on drain my balls baby.”

“I will, I will baby.” she said. I pumped until every drop had left my cock.

I leant forward and kissed her.

“Thank you baby I murmured. Thank you.”

“Wow this is my life thank you.” she said.  I grabbed a towel and a drink to share.

Laying on the bed Paris curled up in my arms and I held her tight as we drifted off to sleep.

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Harry hated flying. He always travelled across continental Europe by train just to avoid flying. He looked around the waiting lounge in Rome's central rail station. It was busier than he expected. He'd never known a sleeper service this busy. The conductor called for holders of first-class ticket with priority boarding on the overnight service to Paris. Harry stood and walked over to him, dragging his luggage trolley in his wake, and handed over his ticket. "Busy service tonight," he said...

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Youll Always Have Paris

The harvest moon shines down on me as I duck through a hole in a fence that was once at least partially mine. I look around to make sure no one is out here to see me. Except for the occasional sounds of the farm animals and the insects, the night is silent so I move on. I cross into the cornfield and notice that the corn is already thick and very high. I try very hard not to make any noise as I stealthily move through the stalks of ripenening corn. In the center of the field there's a small...

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Paris. "We'll always have Paris." Oh please! Have you no concept of why the English and Americans, who have hardly ever been to Paris or at best spent no more than a day in it, come up with bullshit like that? Or of why the most famous French quotation about Paris, in a country not known for its early risers, is "Paris appartient ? ceux qui se l?vent t?t."? There was an English joke that hinted at the truth: "How many Frenchmen does it take to defend Paris?" The answer was "I don't kn...

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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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A Night in Paris

author’s note: this story gets rather extreme… I’m not sure why, I think that maybe I just really don’t like Paris Hilton and it started coming out in the story or something… but if you’re looking for a nice, sweet story involving her having romantic sex… uh… I’d wait for someone else to write it. it’s not here. * * * * * ‘Oh my god,’ exclaimed Ted, his bright blue eyes riveted to some amazing scene across the room. ‘What?’ asked his good friend Greg, craning his head and brushing the locks...

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Naked in Paris

“Veronika, I love you.”I sat bolt upright, looking at my beloved Mistress. It truly felt as if an electric shock had passed through my body, and my eyes teared up. Finally, I looked down, bit my lip, then moved down the bed towards her feet and held my forehead to her right foot in a strong gesture of submission.She pulled me up to her and stroked my head. “Sit up, my lovely slave. Sit up and let me hug you, beloved, for you are that, too: slave and loved one, both.”I slowly moved up next to...

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Paula the orgy in Paris

A year ago I had to go to Paris for a few days. I took advantage of this to visit my friend, from my youth, whom I had not seen since the 90s of the last century, and who was my younger colleague at the Warsaw gang boss called Twardy. Joasia did not work at Twardy's companies, but she was one of his whores who, like me, at the beginning earned on the comfortable life of our boss by selling their bodies to foreigners in Warsaw hotels.At the time I am writing I was 21 years old but Asia was only...

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Salt and Pepper Sugar and Spice Chapter 8 Two Girls in Paris

Salt and Pepper, Sugar and Spice Chapter 8 Two Girls in Paris On Monday, Jason walked into the apartment, and said to Ronnie, "Well, how long do you want to spend in France?" "Why?" "Well, I have all summer. They didn't understand, and figured that the job wasn't that important to me." "I'm sorry." "Don't be. With their attitude, I figure I wouldn't have been happy there any way." Ronnie wrapped her arms...

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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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How I Came To Be Me Part 2 Paris

I'd been working out religiously for four months, eating better, feeling good about myself. I could feel and see the changes in my body as did others. I wasn't the plain girl next door anymore. I was fit and becoming more confident. People complimented me asking if I'd lost weight; they could see it in my face. Guys asked me out who weren't losers. I was loving my new body. The changes I'd made boosted my confidence through the roof. Before, when someone screwed up my coffee order, I'd...

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The Judgement of Paris

Gene Hargreaves sat in the back of the evening Western Lit class listening to the professor’s lecture. Typical prof: short black hair, round face, built like a fireplug, looked like he worked out in his spare time, Genes, plaid shirt. Papers littered his desk.“The first book, or actually poem, we’ll read is one of the seminal works of Western literature, even of Western art, yes, even of world art, the Iliad of Homer. This is the story of how one of the greatest wars of antiquity, the Trojan...

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The Island Resort of Paris

The pop star Britney Spears had been wishing for a vacation. When someone liked her needed to get away, there was one person whom to get a hold off: billionare heiress Paris Hilton. Sure enough, Paris suggested a getaway on a private, remote resort on a small South Pacific island with a few friends of Paris' choosing. Britney quickly agreed to that plan, feeling a private resort in a tropical paradise was the perfect place to unwind. By the next day, Britney had snuck out of her house a few...

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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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Well Always Have Paris

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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Valentines With Senior

Hello everyone of Indian sex stories dot net this is a cool guy from Nagpur. This is my first story on iss so kindly understand and try to cope up with the long description. Any female wants to have sexy chats can contact me on So let’s begin with the story which happened with me 3 years back when I was in 2nd year of engineering she was one of the girls in group of my senior friends her name was Aditi (changed for obvious reasons) let me tell you about her she was a perfect bomb walking...

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Valentines Day1

    Our day started with a trip to our hotel, now I know what you’re thinking….story over, right? Nope, we checked in around 3 and dropped our bags off, freshening up and changing into our attire for the evening. I wore a nice blazer and slacks along with some loafers, no need to get into super detail about my outfit, we’re all here for SF. Incredible is how I would describe her look, wearing a black/grey shoulder-less, thigh length dress that hugged every curve left me speechless and to top...

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Valentines Card

Introduction: True love for a man is all about submission to his lady Happy Valentines Day, My Love, Let me tell you how I love you. I love, worship, and adore you with all my heart and soul. I love watching men watching you. It fills me with pride. I watch their eyes dip down your blouse, lighting up as they gaze upon your breasts. I watch their heads turn as you walk by. I love your power over them. I love your power over me. I love preparing your bath. Making you ready for your lovers....

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Valentines whore

I never expected that, never expected to go out, I never intended to cheat. But that’s not the point, even though I never expected it. It happened. Tonight is Valentines, you know the time of love, being with your significant other, being faithful. My boyfriend and I went out to a movie, I got home at around 11:30. My parents were waiting for me. ‘Ohhh hey’ I said as I walked through my door. ‘Why didn’t you tell us what time you were getting back’ My dad asked sternly ‘sorry, you were asleep...

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Valentines together

So Almost a year into your sex-filled relationship and its our first valentines together. its been a week since we last saw each other and i owe Bappy big! wearing a tight shirt, baggy jeans and low cut vest under my shirt i could see his excitement as i walked down the stairs at the train station. walking to union square and we stop for a cuddle and i can feel his member hard in his pants. a few hours pass and we decide to go back to his to celebrate properly. as soon as we get into his room...

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Valentines whore

I never expected that, never expected to go out, I never intended to cheat. But that's not the point, even though I never expected it. It happened. Tonight is Valentines, you know the time of love, being with your significant other, being faithful. My boyfriend and I went out to a movie, I got home at around 11:30. My parents were waiting for me."Ohhh hey" I said as I walked through my door."Why didn't you tell us what time you were getting back" My dad asked sternly"sorry, you were asleep when...

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The Sex Rehab Diaries Stac

“I’m Stacey, and I’m a sex addict.” I knew I wasn’t the only person in the room that was in denial over that statement even as it left my mouth. ‘Admit that you need help and recovery will come quicker and last longer’. I had to hold back my initial laughter as I’d read the mission statement that had been emblazoned on the front of our orientation binders at The Belleview Retreat for Sexual Health. My mind immediately substituted “cum” for “come” and… anyway, yeah I guess I was probably one of...

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The Sex Rehab Diaries Broo

“I’m Brooklyn, and… whatever… I guess I’m a sex addict.” I glared at the group of pathetic faces in the circle surrounding me. This is so fucking lame. Why did I sign up for this? It was bad enough that I’d had to endure public humiliation when the scandal broke, but being away from the city in this touchy feely rehab centre set my nerves more on edge than they did to soothe them, which I’m sure was their original intention. From the moment I’d checked into The Belleview Retreat for Sexual...

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Home For The Holidays

I was excited to be going home after spending four months away at college, and I was looking forward to spending the holidays with my family and friends. When my parents heard that my roommate, Sarah, was going to be spending the Holidays alone in our dorm back in Boston, they insisted that she come back to Minnesota with me. We couldn’t get Sarah a ticket for the final leg of the trip to Duluth so we landed in Minneapolis and rented a car to drive the last 175 miles up to my hometown in the...

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