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The first month of the engagement was intense as most of them always were. The staff was busy meeting with key stakeholders, profiling the company and documenting workflow processes. Our typical workday began no later tah 8:00 AM and usually ended at 6:00 PM with many of us working until 7:00 or 8:00 PM. It was a light breakfast in the hotel, lunch in the company cafeteria and then a leisurely relaxing dinner.

My first couple of weekends was jam packed with business priorities and I had little time for sightseeing or beach time. I had not been invited back to Andre’s house and I was beginning to wonder if I would again or was it just a one-time deal. Finally I had a weekend to relax and of all things it was raining. Not hard but a delightful spring shower.

The project team had gone back to Paris on Friday and would return on Monday. I slept in Saturday and when I awoke I decided to hang out in a café having a petite dejeuner and reading the journal. The café I selected looked out at the Mediterranean Sea and even though it was raining I sat outside under the canopy. It was very relaxing to listen to the pitter patter of the light rain, look out at the Med and sip a café noir.

I was there about an hour when a pleasant Frenchman sat down at the table next to me. He ordered coffee and sighed, ‘Belle est pas?’

I knew that he said ‘Beautiful isn’t it,’ and I assumed he directed to me.

‘Me oui, tres beau,’ I replied agreeing with him.

‘Vous netes pas francais,’ he said stating that I wasn’t French.

‘No, je suis Americain,’ I replied telling him that I was American.

‘Vous parlez bien leFrancais, you speak French very well.’

I knew then that he spoke perfect English. ‘Thank you but I am still learning.’

He asked to join me at my table and I agreed. He was pleasant and he introduced himself as Henri. I told him my name and explained that I was working in Nice on an assignment. Henri was about 5’7′ and I guessed weighed no more than 150 pounds. He liked so many of the Frenchmen who I had met could almost be called pretty rather than handsome.

‘I am meeting my partner here in short while and you are welcome to stay and visit with us if you have no other plans.’

The word partner struck a nerve and I immediately thought of a gay partner. I assumed that Henri was gay and I found myself wondering what his partner looked like. I hadn’t had sex in three weeks and all of a sudden I was open to some bi-sex again.

‘You said partner, is your partner a woman?’

Henri smiled and said, ‘It’s complicated. Sophie is a man but he is becoming a woman. He started out wearing girl’s clothes and now he is taking female hormones,’ Henri explained and then added, ‘Sophie is beautiful. The hormones are working and Sophie’s body has small tits and long hair. You will not be able to tell that he is a man when he is dressed like a girl. Sophie has a wonderful figure.’

Well it was decision time for me. Do I excuse myself politely or do I hang around and see what happens. I decided to stay long enough to meet Sophie which wasn’t much longer. Henri and I ordered another café noir. Sophie eventually arrived and once again I was surprised how good he looked. He looked every bit as feminine and Michelle and Simone. Henri went over and hugged him and then they kissed. I just continued to stare at Sophie.

Sophie was dressed in a blouse and mini skirt. The skirt was cut at least 10 inches above the knee. He wore high heeled boots that came up to the knees. His legs looked great in the outfit and then I noticed the shape of the fine ass under the tight mini-skirt. He appeared to have small tits that looked like a teenager’s budding breasts.

Sitting at our table Sophie let his leg brush against mine briefly and I knew that I would be invited to swing with them. We finished our coffee and then given the hour we had lunch at the café. After lunch I was invited to the hotel where Sophie and Henri were staying. I learned that they were from the Bretagne area and were just in Nice for a few days. I agreed to join them and I had to admit I was taken with Sophie. If I could fuck Michelle, Simone and other transsexuals and gays, I could certainly bring myself to fuck Sophie and maybe Henri too. I was horny and I had an erection.

ANOTHER UPLANNED ENCOUNTER

We got to the hotel and entered the room which was on the fifth floor overlooking the Med. It was a beautiful sight. Sophie offered us a drink and then Henri sat down on the sofa next to Sophie. I sat down in the chair across from them. They made idle chatter for a while with Sophie learning more about me. Sophie then said that he was really horny and he needed some attention.

He smiled and stood up from the sofa and I watched as Henri went about stripping Sophie naked. Henri took his time and savored every moment of uncovering Sophie’s effeminate body. I couldn’t wait to see the curvy ass. Henri pulled the boots and stockings off first and then he took off the blouse and bra. He rubbed his hands all over Sophie’s tits and abs for several minutes and then he dropped to his knees. Henri slid Sophie’s skirt all the way down to his ankles. He lifted the feet one at a time to pull the skirt free from his legs. Sophie had a boner and it was very obvious in his panties. Henri smiled when he saw the erection and then he hooked his fingers in the waistband of Sophie’s panties and slowly tugged them down. I noticed that they were both breathing hard. My cock had hardened in my pants just from watching them.

Henri finally pulled the panties down past the stiff cock allowing the elastic waistband to catch on it. He pulled the panties slowly over Sophie’s cock and purposely let in snag in the elastic. He continued the downward movement and the stiff cock sprang free. The cock bobbed in front of Henri’s face but he was patient and he finished removing the panties. He reached up and caressed Sophie’s ass and thighs causing him to groan loudly. Sophie looked as if he was in desperate need of relief. Henri then covered the cock with his mouth and sucked him gently. Sophie was so turned on that it only took a few sucks on his cock that he was ready to cum. Henri sensed this and stopped sucking. And Sophie looked confused.

‘Let’s take this to the bed. I want to be naked too.’

I watched Sophie’s ass and I found myself wanting to fuck him. Henri took off all his clothes and told his partner to get in bed. Sophie got in bed and lay on his back waiting for the next move. Henri got some lube and then knelt between Sophie’s legs.

‘You’re so beautiful that I just have to fuck you first.’

Sophie nodded in agreement and spread his legs. Henri fingered Sophie’s asshole with one finger and then two fingers taking his time as he enjoyed playing with his partner’s ass. He had Sophie’s asshole well lubed and then he added the lube to his own cock and moved into position. He lifted the legs up so that Sophie’s ass came off the bed and then he eased his cock into the receptive asshole. His cock slid in easily and I watched as they fucked missionary style. Henri’s hands were on the small firm tits and the back of Sophie’s knees rested against Henri’s arms as he drilled the shapely ass. Sophie’s hard cock slapped against his abdomen as Henri fucked him. I then decided to take my own clothes off and join in when I felt it was appropriate.

‘Oh my Sophie dear, you are so hot. I can feel your warmth surrounding my cock. This is going to be a quick one.’

‘Stay in me, cum in my ass.’

I watched as he hastened his thrusts into the hot ass and then his entire body went taut. Henri groaned as he unloaded into the clenching rectum. Sophie moaned as he felt the warm cum fill his asshole and then the two of them embraced on the bed. They stayed in their embrace until Henri’s cock softened and slipped from Sophie’s ass. They were speechless for almost a minute while I stood there with a rock hard boner.

‘That was wonderful. Now it is your turn, would you like to fuck me or should I suck your pretty cock?’

‘I’d like to fuck you first,’ Sophie replied.

Henri lay on his back but Sophie told him to get on all fours. Sophie picked up the lube and worked it in to his partner’s ass. Sophie then lubed his cock and knelt behind Henri to fuck him. This was my cue to get in on the action so I knelt on the bed in front of Henri so he could suck my cock. Sophie eased his dick into Henri’s ass and once he was all the way in, Henri took my cock in his mouth.

‘Oh good, I get to see you suck his cock while I fuck you.’

Sophie was so hot that he came within minutes and flooded Henri’s ass. He stayed hard in his lover’s ass however and kept right on fucking him. I was getting a skillful blow job and I knew that I couldn’t last much longer either. I felt my ball sac tighten and I knew it was only seconds before I would cum. Henri sensed my pending ejaculation and he reached down and caressed my balls and tickled my perineum which sent me over the edge. My body stiffened and my cock pulsated as cum streamed into his mouth. He swallowed as quickly as he could and he kept right on sucking my cock. Soon the sensations got too extreme and I had to push his head away from me. I was drained as I sat back to watch as they continued to fuck.

Sophie had really picked up the pace and he was relentless as he fucked Henri. His cute titties bounced around as he drilled his lover. A few more frantic thrusts and then he plunged his cock all the way in and held it there as he ejaculated into Henri’s ass a second time. I watched him clench and relax his buttocks as he milked the cock dry with his sphincter. Sophie eventually softened and slipped out of Henri’s ass. A large amount of cum oozed out of the dilated asshole and I could only imagine how much cum had been dumped in Henri’s ass. Sophie was a sperm producing machine.

‘God I feel like a fire hose was turned on in my ass!’

‘Does he cum a lot?’ I asked.

‘Unbelievable and not just once but twice, please get me a towel.’

I went into the bathroom and grabbed a towel for him as he requested. He took it and wiped his ass with it and then sat on it on the bed.

‘God I can still feel it in my ass and I was afraid to get out of bed. I didn’t want to be dripping cum all over the carpet,’ he chuckled and then asked, ‘Do you possibly have anything left?’

‘I’ll be ready to go again shortly,’ Sophie replied with a giggle.

Henri got up and went into the bathroom and then returned to the bedroom. He lay down with Sophie and they embraced again and stroked each other’s body. Soon they were both hard again and they moved into a 69 position and sucked each other’s cock. As they lay on their sides facing each other I felt my loins stir and my cock harden. I moved behind Sophie and slipped my cock into his ass. I fucked him slowly as they continued to suck each other’s cock. Henri reached between my legs and played with my balls as I fucked his partner. The three of us stayed in that position until all of us came again. I came in Sophie’s ass as they came in each other’s mouth.

That was the end of our activity for the evening and I was invited to spend the night with them. We all slept naked together in the large bed. Sophie was in the middle between Henri and me. We fell asleep quickly as we were all tired and drained. During the night I woke up when my cock stirred so I stroked it a few times and got it hard. I moved behind Sophie and slipped my cock into his ass. He jerked off as I fucked him and he came before I did. I picked up the pace and fucked him until I came in his ass. Eventually we fell back asleep.

SUNDAY WITH SOPHIE

I got up Saturday morning and left the two lovers sleeping in the bed. I went into the bathroom as quietly as I could. When I came out of the bathroom they were both naked on the balcony with their coffee. They sat close to each other so that their thighs touched and they had their hand on the other’s cock, jerking each other off as they stared out at the Mediterranean Sea. The balcony was enclosed on two sides and no one could see over the barrier form street level. It was a pretty erotic scene.

‘Come and join us, I have you coffee here,’ Henri said.

I sat next to Henri. It was pretty hot as the three of us had erections. Henri stroked my cock with his left hand as he stroked Sophie’s cock with his right hand. Sophie was stroking Henri’s cock. Eventually Henri knelt in front of me and took my cock in his mouth. Sophie then got behind him and slipped his cock into his ass. Sophie was the first to cum so they changed places. Now Sophie sucked my cock as Henri fucked him in the ass. I reached down and played with his tits and hard nipples as he sucked my cock. I was really intrigued with the cute tits and I enjoyed playing with them even though he was a transsexual.

I was the next to cum and my seed shot to the back of Sophie’s throat. He swallowed quickly and sucked me dry with his talented mouth. Then he nibbled on the head of my cock driving me crazy. The sensation was too intense and I had to push his head off my cock. I watched as Henri’s expression changed and I knew that he was about to cum. His body stiffened and he thrust deep into Sophie’s ass as he unleashed his seed. Sophie groaned as his ass filled up with Henri’s cum. The three of us broke apart and cleaned cum from our bodies. They took some towels from the bathroom and used them to sit on so that any cum still in their ass wouldn’t get on the chairs.

The three of us were then ready for some more action and we went back inside. Sophie got in the bed on his back and Henri lowered his ass onto his lover’s cock. Sophie told me to kneel by his head so he could suck my cock. I enjoyed the attention to my dick. I looked at the small firm tits again and I couldn’t help but play with them as he sucked me off. Henri jerked on his cock as he rode Sophie’s dick and he was the first to cum.

Henri jerked on his cock as cum flew out the head and landed all over Sophie’s body. I moved my hand out of the way as semen landed on the cute tits. Sophie announced that he was going to cum so Henri got off of him and took a hold of the throbbing cock. Henri jerked on the cock and rubbed the taut ball sac until Sophie shot his load all over his own body. I pulled my cock from Sophie’s mouth and aimed it at his body as he rubbed my balls. I fired streams of cum that landed on his pubes, abs and tits. My cock oozed the remaining cum onto his face. He turned his head back toward me and sucked the last drops of cum from my shaft. I looked at him and he was cum drenched from his face to his pubes. Henri was rubbing his cock on Sophie’s body easing the last bit of cum out of his cock.

Henri then got up and took one of the towels and handed it to Sophie who used it to wipe all the semen from his body. We decided it was time to get cleaned up and get some lunch. We would play again after lunch. Later that afternoon, Henri, Sophie and I concluded our sexual marathon with me fucking them both in the ass again. They took turns sucking each other’s cock while I fucked them. The three of us were sexually sated and drained. I showered leaving them naked in bed.

I dressed and thanked them for a great time before I left the hotel. They wished me well and thanked me for being so open to bi-sex. I was in the mood for a drink but decided to have it close to my hotel so I took a taxi back there. The lounge was empty so I conversed with the bartender. I had gotten to know him over the past three weeks and it was fun taking with him. He was still learning English and of I course I could always learn more French. We helped each other out with the languages and had a few laughs doing so.

I had some food and wine in my room and decided to dine in. It would be another early day at the client site on Monday so I would retire early. I had no trouble sleeping as I was exhausted. On
ce again I had been able to perform sexually with a gay and transsexual. There was no doubt ever again that I was bi-sexual and could be satisfied with oral and anal sex. Still I knew that I would never be into cock.

STATUS REPORT TIME

On Monday I learned that Edith was coming to Nice to sit in on the status report presentation that I always gave to the client management on Friday morning. She told me that she planned on spending the weekend in Nice and that she had booked a hotel room near the Riviera. She would arrive late Thursday evening and be at the client site first thing Friday morning. I secretly hoped that she wouldn’t screw up my plans for the weekend as it was supposed to be a beautiful June weekend for the beach. I had yet to make it to the beach.

Edith arrived on Thursday evening and checked in at the hotel. I didn’t see her until Friday at the client site. The status report presentation went well with the client senior management and Edith was pleased with the team’s progress and management’s response to our work. After the morning meeting I showed her around the client site and we had lunch. That evening she asked me to have dinner with her at her hotel along the Riviera. The project team had all headed back to Paris for the weekend and they would return on Monday.

We had a couple of drinks before dinner and then we had a great meal. Edith got a little tipsy as she drank the wine especially after a couple of cocktails. She got very talkative and shared some things about her life with me.

Edith was pleasing looking although one would not say she was pretty but somewhat alluring. She stood at 5’6′ and probably weighed no more than 125 pounds. She had nice legs and incredible ass with small breasts. Her ass was her best asset as it stuck out slightly and seemed to beckon to be touched. I bet she had been goosed by plenty of Frenchmen in Paris.

Edith was married and she was sexually active but that she never really had an affair. It was mostly one night stands and it was when she was on the road on company business. I wondered why she shared this part of her life with me but then I was to find out later that night more about her.

We had finished our dinner and the wine so I asked her if she would like an after dinner drink, coffee and dessert. Edith passed and suggested that we have the after dinner drink in her room. We went up to her room that had a well-stocked mini bar.

‘Let’s get undressed and then have that drink,’ Edith said catching me off guard.

‘You want us to get us undressed?’ I questioned in confirmation.

‘Sure, why not? Our clothes are going to come off soon anyway,’ she replied with a smile.

She definitely caught me off guard and I was totally unprepared for her aggressiveness. She seemed to sense my hesitation and put me at ease. ‘Meagan told me that you are a good lover and totally discreet. It’s been weeks since I had any good sex and I am in the mood.

I was all for it as I was anxious to get a look at her naked and check out her curvy ass. I undressed as she did and we watched each other at the same time. Edith smiled when my underwear came off and she saw my cock in its flaccid state hanging between my legs. I anxiously waited until she turned her back to me so that I could see her naked ass. Edith turned to put her clothes on the chair and I was treated to a view of her amazing ass. It was perfectly shaped seemed to reach out toward me. I secretly hoped that she liked anal sex.

‘I’ll have a Baileys,’ she told me.

I got a Baileys for her and a cognac for me and then we reclined in the bed together. We clicked glasses in a toast and sipped our after dinner drinks.

‘You know I don’t usually do this. I mean that I don’t sleep with company employees,’ Edith admitted.

‘I don’t either, Meagan was the exception.’

‘So we can make another exception this time but I need your promise to be discreet,’ she stated.

‘You have my word. I do not tell tales out of school. Our sex lives should be our own business,’ I assured her.

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“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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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...

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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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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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