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DISAPPOINTMENT TURNS TO PLEASURE

On Friday at the Paris office I received a message from Monique that she was not going to be able to come to Paris for the weekend. I was bummed out as I was looking forward to spending time with her and having some great sex. I guess I was wearing my disappointment on my sleeve and Meagan noticed.

‘Is there something wrong?’

‘No, it’s just that I had plans with a lady friend for the weekend and she cancelled.’

‘That’s too bad, my plans got changed for tonight too. A couple of us are stopping for drinks after work, why don’t you join us.’

‘I’d like that.’

‘Good, we are going to Harry’s. I’ll see you there.’

After work that day I made my way over to Harry’s and it was packed. My colleagues already had a table and they had saved a seat for me. We had good conversation and an enjoyable time. It was my first time there I made a note to visit it again. One by one my colleagues left until just Meagan and I remained.

‘I am not committed to anything until tomorrow. Want some company tonight?’ she answered sexily.

‘I would love your company tonight,’ I replied.

‘Well then let’s go to your place,’ she said and she stood up to take my arm.

We walked arm and arm down the street to the Metro station looking like two lovers. It was a short ride to my stop and then we walked the few blocks to my apartment. Once inside my apartment, Meagan took over.

‘I want us to undress each other and I want to undress you first.’

Meagan walked over to me and pulled my shirt up and off my body. I stood up as she dropped to her knees in front of me to lower my pants and underwear but first she removed my shoes and socks. She then took hold of the underwear waistband and slowly pulled them down my legs. By this time I had an erection and it sprung out at her as she lowered my boxers. My cock dangled in front of her face as she removed my underwear from me one leg at a time. I stood completely naked in front of her with my cock just inches from her face.

Meagan took my cock in her mouth and sucked it gently. She licked all around it and ran her tongue up and down the shaft. Just as she had done in Marseille, she sucked me deep into her mouth and swirled her tongue around the shaft. I felt my ejaculation building and I warned her that I was going to cum soon.

‘I am going to cum soon Meagan.’

‘I want you to cum in my mouth this time. I want to taste your cum.’

Meagan returned her mouth to my cock and resumed sucking it until I exploded in her mouth. She continued to suck my cock and swallow every drop until my cock was drained dry.

‘Wow, I love your cum. It is so tasty and so much of it,’ Meagan sighed as she licked her lips.

She then stood up still fully clothed and lifted her face up to me to be kissed. I kissed her and held her in my arms and then I began to undress her. I dropped to my knees, unbuckled her belt and unfastened her slacks. I pulled them down her legs stopping to remove her shoes and anklets. Then I pulled her slacks all the way down and off her shapely legs. I next took hold of her panties and slowly peeled them down and off her legs. She was trembling slightly and had goose bumps on her skin. I held her panties up to my nose and inhaled the smell of her femininity. I reached behind Meagan and grasped her firm shapely ass in both my hands and pulled her toward me. She gasped aloud as I kissed her loins and fondled her ass cheeks. I could smell her sweet sex but I held off on licking her pussy.

I stood back up and I lifted Meagan’s sweater up and removed it from her body. Then I reached behind her and unhooked her bra. I was beginning to harden again and my semi-erect cock brushed against her thighs. I slid the bra straps slowly down her arms baring her small firm breasts. Her nipples were rock hard and I couldn’t resist tweaking them a little which caused her to moan softly. I then turned her around so that her back was to me and I reached around and cupped her firm tits in my hands. I played with her tits and nipples as I kissed the back of her neck. My cock was now fully erect again and it brushed against her buttocks as I fondled her.

I started a slow gradual descent down the back of her body kissing her neck, shoulders and back until I knelt behind her. When I reached her buttocks I planted kisses on both ass cheeks and tickled her tail bone with my tongue. Meagan couldn’t take any more of my teasing so she turned her body toward me, grasped my head in both hands and pulled me against her pubes. I found her pussy with my tongue and I grabbed both of her ass cheeks as I began to lick her pussy. She gasped aloud as my tongue found her clit and she held my head tightly as she experienced a mild orgasm. Her body shook and she seemed to hold onto me for balance.

‘I can’t stand up any longer. Can we go to your bed?’ she said breathlessly.

I took her to my bedroom and guided over to the bed and she immediately splayed her legs and welcomed me back to her pussy. I burrowed my tongue as deep into her as I could and then I just sort of licked and sucked my way up. When I got to her clit I used the very tip of my tongue to tickle it. I flicked my tongue over it once and then used the tip to explore the folds of flesh on either side of it. She was now moaning and she arched herself so that her clit stuck out even further like a little cock. I licked it once more before I took it between my teeth and gently nibbled it.

She went wild and started bucking and moaning loudly. She pulled my head to her pussy as she cried out in ecstasy. I sucked her clit as deep in my mouth as I could and she humped my face. It was a repeat performance from our tine together in Marseille and I saw no reason to deviate from it. Her orgasm seemed to be a continuous one until she finally begged me to stop and collapsed on the bed.

I was not done with her however so I eased my dick into her pussy and began to fuck her slowly. Soon my cock was sliding easily in and out of her and we picked up the pace. Meagan wrapped her arms around my back and her legs around the back of my legs. She arched her back as she humped me hard and fast and I made sure that my cock stayed in contact with her clit as I plowed her cunt. We fucked hard and long working ourselves toward an exhaustive state.

She tensed up wrapping her arms around my back and her legs around the back of my legs in a vice like grip. I held her trembling body tight and I could feel my cock swimming in her drenched pussy. I could feel my release building in my balls and then I exploded filling her with my man seed. It seemed endless as I fired round after round of hot cum into her pussy. She was one hot lady. I remained still with my cock still in Meagan’s pussy and I felt her body quiver under me.

‘Oh that was incredible, better than Marseille. You are a very good lover, Walt.’

‘You are too and I really enjoy making love to you.’

We rested for nearly 30 minutes making small talk all the while wondering if she would let me fuck her in the ass again. I moved her to all fours with her ass elevated and she placed her head on the mattress turned to one side so she could watch me. I started playing with her pussy and her curvy ass. I took the lotion from my nightstand and put an ample amount in her anus. She moaned and cooed as I fingered her pussy and her asshole simultaneously.

‘I love that,’ she whispered.

I put an ample of amount of lotion in her asshole coating the tiny puckered opening of her anus and lubricating the rim. I added my saliva to my lotion covered cock and nestled my dick against the entrance of her rectum momentarily before easing it inside her ass. I could feel my cock struggle to initially stretch the resistant muscles. My dick head burrowed in and her rigid passageway soon yielded and she moaned as my penis filled her hole.

‘Go slowly at first,’ she reminded me as
she had the first time, ‘You know, not too deep at first and then deeper.’

I fucked her with long and deliberate strokes until my cock was sliding easily back and forth in her ass. I caressed her shapely buttocks as I watched my penis move in and out of her rectum worming around inside of her curvy ass. I caressed her small tits and tweaked her nipples as I leaned over her body and whispered in her ear, ‘Meagan you have a hot ass, I love fucking you in your hot ass.’

My hands freely roamed her body and I pulled her hips drawing her backwards impaling her on my inflated member. Suddenly without warning, I felt my cock inside her ass swell up and I started pumping faster. Within minutes I knew that she felt the warm fluid being squirted inside her anus and her sphincter squeezed every drop from my spurting cock. I grunted as my whole body became stiff and I slammed my cock harder into her. My cock slipped from her ass with an audible pop and I flopped down on the bed next to her. The both of us were exhausted and Meagan curled up in my arms. The two of us then dozed off.

SATURDAY IN PARIS

I woke up with a raging piss hard-on Saturday morning and I had hoped to fuck Meagan’s brains out with it but she was gone. Apparently she left very early in the morning but she had left me a note. It read, ‘Last night was fantastic. Have a good weekend! Remember to be discreet, Fondly Meagan.’

Well it was early and I decided to go to a café on Champs Elysees. I showered and dressed quickly and then I headed off to the cafe for breakfast. The Champs Elysees is a wonderful place to dine as it has many cafes and it is a great place to sip a café noir and people watch.

It was chilly that morning with the threat of rain so I sat inside at the café. I ordered a café noir and a pastry and I read the French Newspaper. I found that reading a story I was familiar with in French was a good way to learn the language. As I was sipping the café noir and reading, I noticed a cute young couple enter the café. They were both thin good looking blondes and I assumed that they were brother and sister. They looked at me smiled and nodded and I nodded back at them. I returned to my newspaper as they ordered their breakfast.

I was about to order another café noir when I saw the blonde man coming over to my table. He smiled and then spoke to me in very deliberate French from his guide book. He asked me if I spoke English.

‘Excusez-moi parlez-vous Anglais?’

I smiled at him and answered, ‘Yes I am an American. I speak English.’

Then he spoke to me in very good English, ‘My name is Bjorn and my wife and I are from Sweden visiting France. We are going to visit some sights and I was wondering if you could help us.’

‘Certainly, what would you like to see?’

‘That is what my wife and I are trying to decide which is why we could use your help. Would you like to join us at our table?’

‘Sure I’ll do that.’

I went to order another coffee but Bjorn insisted on getting it for me. I joined them at their table and Bjorn introduced me to his wife Annika. It was still hard to believe they were husband and wife since they looked so much alike. They were about 5’5′ or 5’6′ tall, thin blonde and built similarly. Annika was very small breasted and looked flat chested. They were very pleasant and very pleased that I joined them.

They told me that they would like to see Versailles while they were in Paris. I suggested a tour company that I had used. I explained that the tour included a visit to Monet’s house in Giverny in the morning, a stop for lunch and then the afternoon at Versailles. They liked that idea and decided they would do that during the week. They also planned to spend several days in the Loire Valley.

It began to rain while we were having coffee and discussing sights to see and I suggested that it would be a good day for museums. I told them that the best way was to buy a museum pass at the office of tourism. It would be good for several days and permitted access to a number of popular museums. They agreed particularly since it was a rainy day and asked if I would like to join them. I thought about it and since I had no plans I accepted. I already had a museum pass so we just had to get theirs.

After stopping at the office of tourism, we visited the Louvre. It was easy to spend the entire day there. We later had lunch at the Louvre restaurant and they insisted on treating me. Over lunch they explained that they would be in France for about a month and that they were using Paris as their home base. They plan to see other parts of the country too. They had rented a furnished apartment in Paris.

After lunch we continued touring the Louvre. At the end of the day, Bjorn and Annika insisted that I join them for dinner. I accepted their invitation and we dined at a very quaint restaurant just a few blocks from their apartment. Over dinner we had an interesting conversation as they told me about Sweden and I told them about my job and living in Paris. They also wanted to hear about New York as well.

After dinner Bjorn asked me back to their apartment for a nightcap and to continue our conversation. I was so comfortable with the couple that I accepted. I said that I would stay for a short while and then I would head back to my place. We arrived at their apartment and although small it was very tastefully appointed. Bjorn and I sat in their living room sipping a cognac while Annika made coffee. She soon joined us with the coffee. I told them after the coffee and two drinks that I really should get going. Then I got the surprise of my life.

‘Walter, Annika and I like you very much and we would like you to share our bed with us tonight,’ Bjorn bluntly offered.

‘I don’t know what to say,’ I replied somewhat stunned. I had never expected that from this cute couple.

‘Say yes, I love to be with two men,’ Annika coaxed me.

‘I have to tell you that I am not interested in another man’s cock, if that is what is on your mind,’ I stated firmly looking at Bjorn.

‘That is not a problem, but have you ever let a man suck you or have you ever fucked a man?’ Bjorn questioned.

‘Yes at times,’ I admitted.

‘Then you are perfect for us and we would like you to stay,’ Annika added.

‘Let’s go into the bedroom then,’ Bjorn invited me.

I followed Bjorn and Annika into their bedroom where Bjorn and Annika undressed and hung up their clothes. I stared at the two look-alikes and I was amazed how much they resembled one another. Except for Bjorn having a cock and Annika having a pussy they were almost identical. They both had slim curvy bodies that were virtually hairless and they both had smooth unblemished skin. Annika had very small tits and she was almost flat chested. They both had blonde pubic hair that looked more like peach fuzz.

‘Walter, are you going to undress?’ Bjorn asked.

At that moment I felt a little foolish standing there fully clothed. I took my clothes off and folded them neatly in the nearby chair. Then it was Annika and Bjorn turn to stare. They admired my body and complimented me on my fitness. Then they approached me and they both ran their hands over my body. They enjoyed feeling my muscular torso and they ran their hands over my abs. I was hard in an instant and then Annika cooed.

‘Oh Bjorn, look at his big cock, it’s beautiful,’ Annika gasped as she took a hold of it.

Annika told me to get in bed and lay on my back. She knelt between my legs and took my cock in her mouth. Annika sucked my cock and caressed my balls. She was a very accomplished cock sucker and she was able to take me deep in her mouth. I swear I could feel my cock at the back of her throat and she seemed to have the ability to massage my cock head with her throat muscles. She had me racing toward an orgasm and I held her head with my fingers in the short blonde hair as I began to face fuck her. Bjorn knelt behind his wife and slipped his c
ock into her. She never stopped working on my cock while her husband fucked her. Annika reached under my scrotum and lightly touched my perineum which sent me over the edge and I blasted loads of cum in her mouth. She rapidly swallowed all of my spunk and then she continued to suck my cock and completely drain me.

I lay back on the bed as I recovered slowly from a fantastic blow job and watched Bjorn fuck Annika until his body stiffened and he announced that he was cumming. She leaned back against him as he came in her which caused her small tits to stand out. She definitely had cute tits even though they were small. Her nipples stood out like little dicks they were so hard.

I was already starting to get hard again when Annika asked if I would like to fuck her. My cock was now rock hard and I moved it toward her. She lifted her legs and presented her pussy to me. I pushed my cock against her labia and it slid into her warm passage. She gasped as my cock nestled into her vaginal passage.

Bjorn moved up to his wife’s head and stuck his dick in her mouth. I fucked her slowly at first and then I picked up the pace. She used her vaginal muscles to tighten her hole by clenching and unclenching. I felt my second orgasm travel from my balls up through my dick as I shot wads of cum deep into her pussy. I leaned over her body and grabbed her small firm tits and let the rock hard nipples slip between my fingers. Annika continued to use her talented muscles to milk my cock dry of every drop of cum.

‘Oh Bjorn, I’m going to cum,’ she cried out.

Bjorn pulled his cock from her mouth and slid down her body to her pussy. He covered his wife’s pussy with his mouth just in time to catch all her juice. Her body thrashed around as she orgasmed and came in her husband’s mouth. My softening cock slipped from her pussy with an audible pop and a trail of semen trickled out of her just before Bjorn got there. He sucked my seed out of his wife’s pussy. She lifted her hips off the bed as he sucked every drop of cum from his wife’s pussy. She had been fantastic as I had just received a world class blow job and fucked a very hot pussy. The three of us remained silent for a few minutes and then Annika said she wanted two cocks in her at the same time.

She worked my cock until it was erect again and then she mounted me lowering her pussy onto my shaft. Annika cooed as Bjorn worked his fingers in and out of her asshole lubricating it for his cock. He lined up his cock and slipped it right in her bottom. She sighed as the hard cock entered her ass and her husband fucked her slowly. I could feel his smaller erect cock through her membrane and it seemed to turn him on. He didn’t last long and he soon came in her ass.

‘Your turn,’ she whispered to me.

Obviously Annika wanted me in her ass so she lifted off of me and got back on all fours. Bjorn handed me the lotion and I put an ample amount on my cock. I added my own saliva to my lotion coated cock making it as slippery as possible. I eased my cock into her ass and she tensed up when she felt my cock at the entrance. I held her hips and slowly pushed my cock in her rectum.

‘Oh easy, go easy, let me get used to you. Not too deep at first, please,’ Annika begged.

I didn’t want to hurt her so I slowly fucked her ass with about half of my cock in her. She loosened up gradually and as she did more of my cock slipped into her bottom. Soon with patient steady strokes I was fully imbedded in her ass. Annika grunted as I picked up the pace and drove my cock home with each stroke. I looked at her beautiful ass as I fucked her and I couldn’t believe that I was fucking her cute ass. I watched my cock slide in and out of her tight bung hole and I felt my orgasm building in my balls. I shoved my cock in as far as I could and unleashed a torrent of cum into her rectum. She was surprised by the force of my ejaculation and the amount of semen that I shot into her ass. I kept fucking her slowly and her sphincter contracted around my cock involuntarily milking every drop of cum from me. When I was drained I pulled my cock out slowly and it made an audible popping sound when it cleared her sphincter. I had just experienced another incredible ass fuck.

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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...

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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

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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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AmericanMan At War

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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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