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MEETING AMELIE

On Sunday I slept in and woke up about 10AM. I still could not get over that I had fucked a transsexual the day before. It was eerie because Simone looked like a beautiful woman and the sex was great. I had made up my mind that I needed to be with Lina so I showered, dressed and called her on the phone. There was no answer at her apartment. I stopped at the bakery and got a pastry and café to eat on the way and then walked to the Metro station.

I arrived at the apartment and knocked on the door. No one answered so I knocked again and several passed before a very pretty girl with long light brown hair opened the door. I stared at her momentarily and then looked at the number on the apartment again. Struggling with my limited French I spoke to the young woman.

‘Is Lina home, est la Maison Lina?’

The girl smiled a beautiful smile and replied, ‘No elle est a Marseille.’

Oh shit, I completely forgot that she went to Marseille for the weekend. ‘I’m sorry, je suis desole. My name is Walter, mon nom est Walter.’

She kept smiling at me probably because of my French but then she spoke. ‘Je suis Amelie, s’il vous plat venir.’

I was able to determine that she was Lina’s roommate Amelie and she invited me in. I nodded my appreciation and stepped into the apartment. She was just wearing a short sun dress and although it hid her curves her legs were gorgeous.

I told her that I did not speak French very well, ‘Je ne parle pas bien Francais. And then I asked if she spoke English, ‘Parlez-vous Anglais?’

She smiled again and replied, ‘Un poi, I speak a little.’

I was to learn that Amelie, like Lina, spoke very good English, certainly better than my French.

‘So you are Walter, Lina has spoken of you. Your pronunciation is very good. You should keep learning French. Would like something to drink, water, coffee or wine?’

‘A coffee would be great, merci,’

‘Good I was just going to have some as well.’

The apartment was small, modest but tastefully decorated. It had a small efficiency kitchen and I watched as Amelie prepared the coffee. She asked if I wanted milk or sugar and I told her black was fine. She invited me to sit at the small table with two chairs as she set the coffee down.

‘Merci,’ I said automatically thanking her.

‘Soyez le bienvenue,’ she replied and I looked confused. ‘You’re welcome,’ she clarified.

Her English was so good that I didn’t even try to speak French again. ‘I am sorry to bother you but I had forgotten that Lina was in Marseilles. I called first but there was no answer.’

‘Yes, I heard the phone but I was in the bath. I just got out and dried off when you knocked at the door. I only had time to throw on this dress before I answered. I didn’t want to shock you by answering the door naked.’

‘That wouldn’t have been so bad,’ I teased.

‘Maybe not but I didn’t know it was you.’

‘Does that make a difference?’

‘Of course, Lina has told me good things about you and I was hoping to meet you someday. Now here we are.’

‘Yes here we are,’ I replied and took a sip of coffee.

‘Do you have plans for today? I could take you to lunch,’ I offered.

‘I think dinner would be better and then we can have the afternoon for sex,’ she replied sexily.

I almost gagged on the coffee and Amelie giggled. ‘I surprised you, no?’ she said and laughed.

‘You surprised me, yes,’ I answered.

She stood up and moved her body around sexily as if she was doing an erotic dance. My eyes fixated on her and I tried to imagine what was under that cotton dress. In one quick movement the dress was gone and Amelie stood in front of me in her naked beauty. I watched her for a few seconds and took in her curvy body. Amelie was very French and had that Mediterranean look. She had long wavy brown hair, dark brown eyes, olive brown skin and a very shapely 33-25-36 figure. Her legs looked great but her ass looked fantastic.

The erotic display was having exactly the affect that Amelie had hoped and I stripped off my clothes. She licked her lips, enjoying the view of my hard cock and the frantic condition to which she had driven me. She obviously loved driving men crazy with her sexy body. She led me to her bedroom and when I spotted the small bed I tried to envision Lina and her together. She told me to get into bed on my back and I awaited the sultry young woman.

Amelie glided seductively across the floor and upon reaching the bed she bent forward and nuzzled my throbbing cock. She brushed her full moist lips against the stiff shaft and she lightly grasped it in her warm hand. She began to rub the sensitive, pre-cum covered cockhead across her lips and against her smooth tanned skin. I threw my head back and groaned again as I arched my hips trying to shove my cock in her mouth. We had not even kissed as I would have expected by this time. She slid her body slowly up my already steamy body and let my hard member nestle between her pert breasts. My hips thrust uncontrollably just at the feel of her warm tan skin as it caressed my throbbing shaft and the swollen sensitive head of my cock.

As if she knew that she could push me over the edge at any time, she toyed with me awhile longer and teased me with her sensual body. She pressed her warm pussy against my rigid cock and she began to slowly move her hips against me. I knew she felt the familiar throbbing in her clit as her pussy gushed in anticipation of my hard cock penetrating her. My trembling fingers searched out her hard puckered nipples and I lightly began to strum and tease them. Amelie threw her head back as electric shocks seemed to shoot from her nipples straight to her throbbing clit as she grinded her pussy against my raging hard on.

‘Oh, yes, I love that. You love my tits, don’t you Walter?’

‘Yes Amelie, you have beautiful tits.’

Amelie smiled at my response and I replaced my fingers with my hot lips and teasing tongue. Her nipples, already rock hard, began to throb and ache from my sensual assault. With a gasp, she pulled her breasts away from my hot lips and cried out, ‘I need you inside me Walter. Give me your big hard cock.’

I reached between her legs and slipped my fingers along the crease of her pussy, nuzzling between her swollen lips to search out her swollen clit. Amelie grasped my shaft in her long soft fingers and pushed my hand aside. She began to rub the head of my cock against her dripping pussy, easing her lips apart as she inched it inside her treasure. I was out of control with lust and I tried to thrust my hard cock into her warm wet hole. However she maintained control and countered my desperate thrusts with skillful twitches of her hips. She continued to tease me until I was ready to burst. I desperately reached for her hips and she let out a deep throaty groan as she surrendered and plunged her hot pussy down on my straining cock. Her warm wet pussy easily swallowed my cock inside her hot moist hole.

Giving herself up to her own imminent orgasm, Amelie began to ride my cock. She fucked me slowly at first, but with mounting intensity as she stared down at me through lust filled eyes. My eyes were locked on her firm breasts as they bounced up and down with each thrust onto my cock. My mind was lost in a cloud of sensation as every nerve in my body seemed to center in my balls and run right up to the swollen head of my cock. The furthest thing from my mind was fucking Lina’s roommate.

‘Oh yes, that’s so good Walter, fuck me just like that,’ Amelie groaned. ‘Do you like fucking me?’ she panted.

‘God yes, you’re so fucking hot.’

Sensing that I was about to cum, she clamped her tight pussy down on my throbbing cock. ‘Do you want to cum in me Walter?’ she asked. ‘Do you want to fill this tight pussy with your cum and feel me milk it from your hard cock?’

I was surprised by her language but I was lost in
my passion. ‘Please, don’t stop, I’m going to cum soon.’ I gasped. ‘I want to fill that hot pussy so bad, fuck me Amelie. Keep on fucking me.’

With a satisfied smile, her hips began gyrating faster and faster, driving us both towards an earth-shattering climax. Her hands were now on my chest and her fingers sought out my nipples and she pinched each one. No girl had ever done that before. Amelie wailed out with the beginnings of her orgasm. That was all it took for me and my hips began to hammer out of control as a massive climax started deep in my balls and raced up my shaft, exploding from the head into her hot tight pussy. Both of us were grunting and groaning with our shared orgasms as we continued to grind against each other’s body. Her wails continued as her orgasm wracked through her body, causing her whole body to twitch uncontrollably as the spasms raced from head to toe and back again. I drove my hips deep into her pussy as I continued to shoot stream after stream of hot sticky cum deep into my new found lover.

Finally, she collapsed on top of me, with our bodies in a sweaty tangle as we both tried to recuperate from our orgasmic bliss. Slowly as we both recovered, I looked up at the gorgeous nubile Amelie, still straddling my hips, with my softening cock inside her pussy.

‘My god, that was the great sex,’ I gasped as she slipped off of me and nuzzled up beside me.

‘Let’s rest for a few minutes and next I want you to fuck me in the ass. Would you like to do that? Would you like to fuck me in the ass? Lina told me that you like that. She raved about you fucking her ass,’ Amelie asked as she ran her finger the length of my shaft.

‘Oh my God, yes, I would love to fuck you in your ass,’ I moaned almost in disbelief of her request.

Amelie rolled over next to me and smiled at me. I looked at her ass and I could not resist running my hands over her shapely cheeks. Her ass was so amazing that I felt my loins stir with desire. I had never seen such a perfect ass and I desperately wanted to fuck it. Lina’s was beautiful but Amelie’s was much more alluring. I got to my knees behind Amelie and kneaded her gorgeous ass cheeks. I began to kiss her cheeks and run my tongue lightly in the crack of her ass. She wiggled her ass feeling very wicked as I tongued and kissed her cheeks and got dangerously close to her nether hole.

I lifted her by her hips so that her ass was perched in the air. Amelie’s head was still on the bed and she turned it to one side and let out a gasp as my tongue licked close to her asshole. I ran my tongue from her pussy to her ass causing her to tingle in anticipation of what might be next. I spread her ass cheeks with my hands and dipped my tongue into the crack locating her nether hole. My tongue slowly circled her anus and she flinched at the contact. I pushed my tongue as far as I could into her asshole and I found myself needing to fuck her up the ass. I continued to ass fuck her with my tongue and she was at my mercy. Her desire grew as I worked her to the point that she really wanted more in her ass.

She reached over to the nightstand, retrieved a small tube and handed it to me. Amelie arched her back and pointed her beautiful ass back at me. I coated her asshole with a generous amount of cream and slid my thick finger into her hole. I took my time preparing her ass relishing every moment. I coated my entire cock with the cream and placed the head at the entrance to her anus. I pushed forward and the thick cock head squeezed into her tight asshole.

She winched in response as her asshole was stretched wide and she gasped, ‘Go slow, let me open up.’

I withdrew my cock head and pushed it back in this time causing more pleasure than pain. I pushed until a couple of inches were in her ass. I could feel her sphincter muscle surrounding the first 2-3 inches of my cock. Amelie found herself holding her breath with her body covered in goose bumps. I slowly slid my dick in and out of her each time going a little deeper. Any initial discomfort had subsided and was replaced with a feeling of fullness.

She relaxed a little and felt more of my cock slide into her asshole. She grunted out loud as she felt fuller and a wave of pleasure passed through her body. I kept feeding more and more of my cock into her ass. She felt a slight cramping fullness and pleasure each time I went deeper. She would tense, relax and enjoy it. This pattern continued until I had all 19 centimeters buried in her ass.

‘Oh my God, you feel so big, I feel so full. Uh, uh, uh oh yes, it’s so good,’ she cried out.

I reached around and played with her clit as I pounded her ass. Her pussy and asshole were on fire as my big cock reached the sensitive areas in her passage. She was on the brink of another huge orgasm as I methodically fucked her in her tight rectum with my sizeable cock. I loved watching my big cock slide out of her shapely ass and plunge back in as my hips slapped against her curvy ass cheeks causing them to jiggle with each thrust. I loved watching her ass impaled on my cock. Amelie looked so submissive and vulnerable on all fours as my cock filled her. Her orgasm surged within her as I fucked her ass harder and faster. I loved fucking a beautiful ass and this one was among the best I ever had.

As she had a string of orgasms her entire body went into spasm. Her pussy convulsed and clamped around my fingers coating them with her cunt juice. Amelie’s asshole pulsated as I drove my big cock in and out of it. Her ass involuntarily squeezed and released my huge member as I fucked it causing me to finally lose it. I slid my pecker deep into her rectum as my cock spasmed and sent a thick stream of hot cum into her channel. I kept fucking her as semen was fired into her ass and my cock kept twitching and spurting inside the impaled French girl.

Amelie was so full of cum and there was nowhere for it to go as it was blocked by my swollen cock buried in her ass. I slowed my pace and eventually stopped, allowing my cock to remain buried in her ass. I did not go soft right away and I gently moved my hips pushing cum around in her ass. Some of it trickled out and ran down over her pussy lips.

‘Please no more, I can’t take any more, please stop and let me rest.’

Reluctantly I stopped and slowly withdrew my cock from her loosened asshole. I marveled in the sight of my cock sliding out of her shapely ass. The man seed flowed from her asshole and ran like a river down over her pussy and between her sweet thighs. We stayed in the same position for a while and I massaged her beautiful ass as she remained on her knees with her ass perched in the air. I pushed down lightly on Amelie’s back causing her to accentuate her ass even more. I loved looking at it and playing with it as she cooed into the bed sheets.

My cock remained hard and looked menacing around the dilated asshole. It was hard to believe that I had just fucked such a beautiful tight ass. She looked magnificent with her just fucked curvy ass in the air. I now knew why I loved anal sex. A woman’s curvy derriere was just the most beautiful part of her anatomy. From now on it would be impossible for me to keep my cock out of Lina’s and Amelie’s fantastic asses. I could not resist sticking one of my fingers in her asshole and she just wiggled her bum slightly in delight.

‘That was really something. You’re a good lover as good as Lina said you were.’

‘You ladies are something special, that’s for sure.’

‘Come let us clean up and then you can take me to dinner.’

We took quick showers, dressed and then dined in a delightful quaint restaurant. It was a leisurely meal with great wine. Hardly anyone in the restaurant spoke English. Amelie did all the ordering and explained the menu items to me. I loved the French language and I loved listening to it. During dinner Amelie told me that she was anxious to tell Lina that we had met and spent the day together. She also told me that it would be fun for the three of us to
get together. I could only imagine a threesome with those two hot ladies.

After dinner I walked Amelie back to her apartment and then I headed back to mine. I took the Metro as always and walked the few blocks to my place. Amelie had turned out to be just what I needed as I was able to get my mind off the encounter with Simone. With asses like Lina’s and Amelie’s, I certainly didn’t need to be screwing transsexuals.

ANOTHER UNPLANNED BI ENCOUNTER

One evening I was walking along the streets of Paris on my way to one of the cafes that overlooked the River Seine. Sometimes I would stop there and café noir as I people watched. It was about 11:00 PM one Friday night when I passed a very pretty looking French girl. At first I thought it was a girl but then I realized it was a guy. ‘Jesus another one,’ I thought to myself as I reflected on Simone. I wondered if this one was a female impersonator too.

Both Lina and Amelie had plans for Friday but I was to meet up with them on Sunday for breakfast and whatever else they had planned for the day. I decided to work late Friday evening and avoid the nightclubs. I had a late dinner before I decided to go for a walk along the Seine and stop at a café. The pretty looking transsexual sat down at the table next to mine. I was to learn later that the club where the female impersonators performed was a short distance away. Apparently some of them would cruise the area after the show.

We greeted each other pleasantly in French and he complimented me on my language skills. I looked up and into the brown eyes of the very young man. He looked to be about 5’6′ tall and he couldn’t have weighed more than 130 pounds. He was nicely dressed in a tight fitting mini skirt and cotton sweater. His hair was longer than a guy would normally wear it but it wasn’t too long. There was something very sexy though about the way his dark hair covered the nape of his neck. I sensed that he was on the prowl and he had my attention.

I had no intention of fucking another transsexual even though his ass looked inviting. I hadn’t even though about sex until that moment. If he offered to suck my cock, I decided that I would let him. He excused himself and stood up from the table and gave me an inviting smile. I watched as he walked over to the restroom.

He looked over his shoulder in an invitation for me to join him. There was no one else around so I followed him. My eyes dropped to his ass and I watched his round ass as we walked back to the restroom. I noticed that his waist was slender and he had a very nice ass, one that any girl would kill for. I felt my cock stir as I watched his perfect ass undulate as he walked. We reached the restroom and walked behind the barrier. He introduced himself as Michelle and I told him that my name was Walter.

I unzipped my fly and I fished my 7+’ cock out of my pants. I saw that Michelle stared at it and I knew he was pleased with what he saw. I remembered the first time Simone looked at my cock and his eyes were wide with desire. I know that there are lots of cocks bigger than mine but I was very pleased with my prowess and I felt blessed to be so endowed. Michelle moved closer to me and took my cock in his hand. He stroked me slowly as I closed my eyes briefly. He also jerked his cock off with his other hand but his attention was on my cock.

‘Walter would you like me to suck it? I would love to suck your cock,’ Michelle whispered urgently mixing French and English.

I just nodded in the affirmative and he dropped to his knees in front of me. Michelle unbuckled my pants and pulled them down below my knees. He then pulled down my underwear with my cock still sticking through the fly. He purposely lowered my underwear slowly allowing my cock to get caught up in the fly. Then as he pulled my underwear down below my knees my cock sprang forward and bobbed in front of his face. Michelle drew me in toward him. He caressed the back of my legs and cheeks of my ass as his warm, wet, wonderful mouth began sucking on my cock. I was so horny from the idea of public sex and the anticipation of getting my cock sucked that I almost shot right then and there. Michelle was massaging the head of my cock against the roof of his mouth. He circled my cock with his tongue and scraped it lightly with his teeth. My cock felt as hard and long as it ever had been in my life and I felt I was going to shoot at any moment.

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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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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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Paris

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...

1 year ago
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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....

Quickie Sex
2 years ago
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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...

4 years ago
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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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Paris

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...

3 years ago
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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...

Incest
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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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AmericanMan At War

American-Man At War By Paul G. Jutras "1,2, 3, 4...." Christine said as she stood in gold three inch pumps and a backless evening gown with spaghetti straps. With the clicking of drumsticks the band prepared to join in. Soto began to played the guitar in his usual leather jacket, pants and boots and red tee shirt. Mark played the drums, Luke the keyboard in their yellow and red striped coveralls, and Starshine the tambourine in her purple blouse, leopard print mini skirt...

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My trip to Paris

This is what I can remember from my last month's business trip to Paris. It was on a rainy day, when I strolled around the streets of St. Germain, when I came by a kind of old-fashioned hairdressing salon. As I passed it my attention was drawn when I saw an older but still very attractive lady in a chair near the window. Her bouffant hair was being teased and sprayed with lots of hairspray. I didn't dare to stop walking and stare in the shop because I had already drawn attention slowing down my...

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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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Vacation in Paris

I had booked a trip for me and my wife to Paris for a long weekend. It was in August and that year it was a heatwave with very high temperatures. After a day out in the city we always needed a long shower to get away from the heat (the hotel had no air-condition). This particular day my wife took her shower first and I took off my clothes and sat down in a chair. I looked through the window and saw that on the opposite side of the street a man just walked out on his balcony. He was totally...

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