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Tour De Frances IV

Tour De Frances IV Our high heels clicked up the stairs and down the hall to the kitchen. We could see Miss Palermo standing at the doorway waiting for us. "Lets go girls, it's almost 3:00! Frances, you're not swinging those hips sweetie." I quickly slowed down my walk and began to bounce my hips with my high heel steps. "That's much better dear, you girls can line up right here." The three of us stood at attention and Miss Palermo looked over Michelle. She picked up her hands checking...

The Dark Side of the Life of Frances Barker

The Dark Side of the Life of Frances Barker Michelle Baker I decided to write this after I read a clipping from a newspaper, sent to me as an attachment to a letter. It was a sad footnote of a tragic life in a tiny article, meriting barely a column-inch. It recorded the death of Frances 'Frannie the Trannie' Barker, beaten to death with a blunt instrument in the tiny bed-sitter she lived and worked in - working as a prostitute. Saddened because I knew her as a kid. Knew her when she...

Frances

"Brian, can you come get me please!" came the distressed voice of my sister Frances down the phone. "Sure, Frances ... what's up?" I asked, though I suspected I knew. "It's Keith. He's been drinking. He's throwing things. Oh, Brian, please, please hurry ... please!" There was a loud crash in the background of the phone call and a distant voice saying, "C'mere bitch!" before the phone went dead. My name's Brian (yeah no kidding). I'm in my early forties and recently divorced....

Tour De Frances II

Tour De Fances II By 4:00 I had finished with the washing and Ironing. Michelle inspected all my work for the day and was Quite dissapointed on several counts. "Just look at these creases in Miss Palermo's skirts and dresses! She will crack my ass for a week if I gave her these in this condition! "I'm sorry Michelle, I'm just not that good at this stuff." Well guess what, your ass is gonna be right back here after we eat and you'll be rewashing and reironing half this stuff. I could...

Holiday in the South of France 0

Holiday in the South of France Unlike most of our trips abroad when Jon doesn’t tell me that we are going until about 3 or 4 hours before we climb on the plane, Jon gave me 3 weeks notice of this holiday. I had to let the manager of the Hair Salon where I work know that I wouldn’t be there. When I told them where I was going Debbie (one of the girls that I work with) kept pestering me to ask Jon if she could go as well. There’s no way that I would say that she could come with us without first...

The Last Chance Part 3 The Rapture of France

Through my mind race the images of us standing chest-deep in the sea and me asking Jan to marry me. I can’t help but smile at the hilarity of the situation. Jan, standing naked in front of me and of the shocked expression on her face as I make my proposal. I realize that we are not in an ideal location, so I lift Jan into my arms and trudge up the beach.Her silence at first fuels my fears of rejection. I can feel her sobs as she buries her face in my neck, and the heaving of her chest as the...

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Don t Sleep on the Subway Book ThreeChapter 33 Nov 1942 Germany and Italy Invade Vichy France

“Now at this very moment I knew that the United States was in the war, up to the neck and in to the death. So we had won after all! ... How long the war would last or in what fashion it would end no man could tell, nor did I at this moment care ... We should not be wiped out. Our history would not come to an end ... Hitler’s fate was sealed. Mussolini’s fate was sealed. As for the Japanese, they would be ground to a powder. All the rest was merely the proper application of overwhelming...

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This story contains themes of lesbianism and incest, including graphic descriptions of sexual activity. If such material is in any way off-putting or offensive to you, please do not read any further. All characters are at least 18 years of age. The names have been changed to protect the innocent—and those who become a bit less innocent as events run their course. I really hope you enjoy it. I was the only one in our family to call her Francesca. Everyone else had her down as Fran or Aunt Fran,...

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Secret Desires In France Awakening Part 2

In the second chapter young Alex is moving to the south of France. He only has a vague, childhood memory of Louise, his former neighbor, and is surprised to see that she is not only very pretty, but also quite cool for an adult. One small problem though: why does he have trouble keeping his eyes off her curvy body? ALEX‘He’s a problem case, Marge,’ he heard his father say, just as he was about to roll a joint. ‘He’s too lazy to get out of bed in the morning and he has never done a day’s work...

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Wartime France

The funeral was a gloomy affair as funerals go. I am somewhat irreverent and remember clearly my twin brother and I giggling all through my Uncle’s funeral because his widow had the price ticket still dangling from the back of her hat. John and I shared a sense of mischief and humour. At our Grandfather’s funeral, we’d been unable to look at each other during the hymn ‘Praise my soul the king of heaven,’ because John had written an alternative verse that was utterly filthy and we both knew what...

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I just completed four years of college, attending Yale University on an academic scholarship. To my surprise, my parents awarded my efforts with a trip to the French Riviera for an entire week, covering all expenses. Luckily, they weren't coming along with me as part of the gift. I consider myself to be just an average guy, though admittedly I do get some attention from the ladies from time to time. I'm 6 feet 2 inches tall and weigh around 190 pounds. I'm not a jock by any stretch of the...

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I just completed four years of college, attending Yale University on an academic scholarship. To my surprise, my parents awarded my efforts with a trip to the French Riviera for an entire week, covering all expenses. Luckily, they weren't coming along with me as part of the gift. I consider myself to be just an average guy, though admittedly I do get some attention from the ladies from time to time. I'm 6 feet 2 inches tall and weigh around 190 pounds. I'm not a jock by any stretch of the...

Naked AmazonsChapter 8 Francesca Moves Up

Day Fourteen Meanwhile, Francesca had reported back to Angela and was helping to build the raft. It was a pretty ramshackle affair, but would serve its purpose. It consisted of a number of variously sized and shaped bits of tree, driftwood and furniture salvaged from the wreck. A professional job it was very definitely not! By noon it was ready and by three in the afternoon, the last of the cases was ashore. There had been many anxious moments as the extraordinary contraption had made its...

Tour De Frances III

Tour De Frances III Estelle and I headed back to my room and waited for Michelle to return from the wine cellar. Estelle wrapped her arms around me and pulled me close for a deep kiss. "Ohh my dear, I'm gonna love making out with you this weekend." "Let me go you lesbian!" "Stop trying to get away Frances, you can't hide from me so you may as well enjoy the attention I'm giving you!" Her hand slid up under my dress and into my panties. "Yes, I can't wait to feel you ram...

Anne And George Go Camping In France

Anne and George were an ordinary middle-aged couple who had reached the stage in their lives when they had the time and freedom to indulge themselves for the first time since the earliest years of their courtship. Over their thirty years of married ,life they had concentrated on building a stable and loving home for their three children and had sacrificed their own freedom of action to provide them with the best possible start in life. However, now that their children had left home, they...

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Anne And George Go Camping In France

Anne and George were an ordinary middle aged couple who had reached the stage in their lives when they had the time and freedom to indulge themselves for the first time since the earliest years of their courtship. Over their 30 years of married life they had concentrated on building a stable and loving home for their three c***dren and had sacrificed their own freedom of action to provide them with the best possible start in life. However, now that their c***dren had left home, they thought...

My trip to France

After my last night spent with mrs Carla (my french teacher- Read my previous story) she told me that her husband is comming home, so we should stop seeing each other and that i was ready to go to France because she tough me anything she knew (especially sex terms). I agreed and after one final hug and kiss, I went home to get ready for my trip to France..i didnt even notice that the summer holiday begun..because with mrs Carla everything felt so right.On 21th june i finally arived in...

Vacation in France

Vacation in France By Belle Gordon The afternoon temperature in Provence stood at 34 degrees as Sir Sydney Blessington parked his hire car in the shade at the rear of the chateau. The air was still, without a breath of wind to bring any relief, and upon alighting from the cars air-conditioned interior his sweat glands were forced into overdrive. He couldn't wait to plunge into the cool waters of the swimming pool. It...

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Francesca

[And yes, please vote and leave comments. They are always most appreciated.] I was the only one in our family to call her Francesca. Everyone else had her down as Fran or Aunt Fran, but not I. It was just something I'd started as a little kid. I guess I just adored her name, the exotic way it rolled off my tongue; that, and maybe, the unspoken implication that we enjoyed some bond over and above that shared between her and the rest of our family. Francesca was my Mom's younger sister; baby...

Francesca s New Life

The morning after she sold her graphics design business for a sum large enough that she could comfortably retire, Francesca Weaver looked at herself naked in the mirror and considered what she wanted to do with herself, and her life. She was forty-two, married but childless, and she and her husband Edward led mostly separate lives. Her looks were undiminished, and though she had never been conventionally beautiful, she knew she was sexually attractive, with high cheekbones and an aquiline,...

Francis to Frances

Dad always referred to them as Aunt Matilda and Aunt May but actually Matilda is my dad's aunt and May is just her special friend, and they are at least fifty years old and dedicated to each other and dedicated to their local church and it's pastor Pastor Taylour. Dad made all the arrangements and the first time I really met them as a grown up was when I rolled up on their doorstep off the Greyhound bus one late summer afternoon with all my worldly goods in a couple of suitcases. I...

Francis to Frances

It was never my intention to go to live with Aunt Matilda and Aunt May, in New York state five hundred miles east of Arlsberg but when I was offered a place at Uni a short bus ride from their place that Dad suggested I should see if I could stay with them.Dad always referred to them as Aunt Matilda and Aunt May but actually Matilda is my dad's aunt and May is just her special friend, and they are at least fifty years old and dedicated to each other and dedicated to their local church and it's...

Bridge Of Sighs 2 Francesca

As usual I won't recap Bridge Of Sighs, you will have to read it first.So we got to the last - but - one day of our trip. I had suggested to Richard that we .. or I try to get 'our waitress' in for a threesome. I had seen her with her girlfriend so I knew she was gay or bi. I was reasonably confident she'd fancy me, but of course she might have been you know FAITHFUL! MONOGAMOUS! a GOOD girl!I sure hoped not.I told Richard, rather teasing him, that if he approached her she'd think he was an old...

Exchange trip to France

This is my first story written, so cut me some slack and be easy on the comments :). Criticism is welcome, but it must be constructive criticism. I have changed the names of the story for obvious reasons, but other than that the story is 100% true. I wrote this because I have read many stories here myself, and want to give back with some of my own. —————————————————————————————————————————————- Ill first describe myself: Im a 17 year old Australian guy, Im relatively tall, 6ft exactly, long...

Roi de France

En 2022 la France en avait marre. Après une longue campagne présidentielle, tous les candidats s’étaient discrédités, s’évertuant à travers leurs outrages, leur bêtise et leur incompétence à se montrer indigne de la fonction suprême. Quant au président actuel, personne n’aurait l’idée saugrenue de le réélire. Le soir du premier tour à 20h, les résultats tombèrent : 90% des bulletins étaient blanc et le taux de participation de 10%. Impossible d’organiser un second tour dans ces conditions,...

Bulging Briefs In France

I had been combining a business trip in France with a short break, and Ihad a few more days to spend before returning for a conference in London.I had hired a car and was taking time to explore some of the smallerNormandy towns, seeking out small hotels and eating wherever I could infamily-run restaurants.What I am about to write about happened some ten years ago, but I rememberthe details as if they happened yesterday. I can even remember that it wasa Wednesday evening that I met him, and that...

School Trip To France

y high school organized an optional group trip to France for a month. The idea was that we were supposed to go learn French and become immersed in the culture, but as I found out from students who had gone on the trip previously, in reality it was just a chance to get drunk and party with your friends, and try to hook up with French girls.While I was interested in getting drunk with my buddies, none of the girls in my class held any particular appeal for me. Not that they weren’t attractive,...

Fucked By 5 French Men In France 8211 Part 1

Hi all ISS readers. Back with a new story. This time it’s not mine, one of my online friend’s story which was exciting and hence thought of sharing with you all. You can reach out to me at Due to privacy reasons, she was not ready to share her mail id also. Now, sharing it in her words itself. Hi, friends, I’m samrutha now 34. This story happened way back in 2008 when I was a virgin and was working in one of the MNC IT company in Pune. I’m a Brahmin girl and I was literally brought up like an...

Mary Felix In The South Of France

Cap Ferrat, South of France, May 1903.The last rays of the setting sun still showed above the dark line of the sea’s horizon, but in the woods that lined the hilly coast, twilight had turned to night and the scent of pine drifted through the trees as the hiss of small waves sounded on the rocky shoreline.Half way up the steep slope that overlooked the bay, a cluster of lights showed in the warm darkness. Conversation and the occasional ripple of laughter were coming from an elegant terrace...

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Frances and BenChapter 4 Summer

Things got off to a rocky start that summer. Just before we were to leave for our vacation house, Kate had a phone call from her sister in the small town closest to her parents' ranch. Her dad had suffered a stroke and her mom was, understandably, frantic and overwhelmed. Kate was on a plane the next day, and we postponed our departure to the coast up north. Three days of torture, agonized waiting, long telephone conversations, tedious hours at the regional medical center for Kate, her mom...

En France Le Flambeur

Warm and cloying, my t-shirt stained with her tears; the gamble failed.Her snivels broke the silence, the mournful spasms of distress: a heart-wrenching sound. I did this; I was responsible, convinced this was the beginning of the end. The burden so intense, I dared not look. Forcing myself, Elodie sat perched on the edge of the sofa. Body crunched up with a distant sorrowful expression. She clenched that talismanic handkerchief in her hand.Caught in a loop of guilt and regret, too many...

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Secret Desires In France Awakening Part 6

ALEX The next day he needed to take a painting to some rich people in Saint Tropez. Louise wanted to come along, but she and Rob had a lunch appointment in Cannes first. Alex was supposed to pick her up in the restaurant at one o’clock. Because he was early he parked the van and explored Cannes on foot. He bought a can of Coke and some chocolate and walked to the beach. Cannes had less character than the old town of Nice, he thought, but still, it was better to be here than in his sleepy...

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Secret Desires In France Awakening Part 1

This is the first chapter of Awakening, the first book in the Secret Desires in France series. The three books have around 140 pages each, so this is just the beginning. LOUISE Carrying a straw bag over her shoulder Louise walked from her car to the marina of Sainte Maxime. In the distance, across the bay, Saint Tropez was basking in the warm sunlight. Francis and Monique, friends from Cannes, had invited her to spend the Sunday on their yacht. They were picking her up here, but she was early...

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A trip to France

As well as delivering furniture all over Spain, when the need arises, I do the odd house to house removal to help pay the bills. Normally I only do local moves, but this one day, I was approached by a customer who was moving from the Costa Blanca in Spain, to the south of France. I didn´t really fancy doing this job, as he said that he would be riding with me in the van, along with his dog. I normally preferred my own company, so I quoted him a higher than usual. This was a trick a builder...

En France Anne Pierre Chloe or Elodie

I should have kept it to myself.Walking on fallen blossom leaves, the tree-lined boulevard carried the scent of hope. In a brief interlude of sunlight, we basked in the first warmth of spring. Fingers entwined, her expression pensive and doleful, we stopped for a moment under a weathered statue; it must have looked glorious once.I used to enjoy the silences, now it felt awkward. Tugging my hand, she embraced me, her head against my chest. The citrus tone of her perfume evoked last summer, that...

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Weekend in France

Weekend in France We got to our hotel, in the late morning after driving for a few hours. My girlfriend Monika and I had never done anything like this before. We were meeting another couple for the first time. A couple from France that we had met on line. There were no promises, this is a trial run to say the least. Moni was not nearly as open to this as I was, but she agreed to go along with this crazy plan just to see how it felt. She is not into sharing, so she said, but I knew there...

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hi my name is Ilona Tomkiw and I want to tell members how sucking guys I was in holiday in France looking architectural outfit and evening I wanted a disco I drank a little alcohol and went to a disco in France, I did not know that this country has many nationalities I amused dancing drinking alcohol later I decided to go home across the street and then I met a black man and said that I followed him and I did because as I was when alcohol was dark and there are many black men and many booths I...

Fucked By 5 French Men In France Part 8211 2

Guys, since the lady who’s telling me her story is quite busy, I’m not able to finish this story in 2nd part itself. I will try to finish this in the next part on how she was fucked by 5 guys. And guys, please don’t ask me for the ladies mail id or any other details. If she has preferred to come out and speak on her own, she could have done it. Since she doesn’t want to have any more new relationship and only wanted to make us happy by sharing her real life incident, she is telling it through...

Salt and Pepper Sugar and Spice Chapter 11 Back in France

Salt and Pepper, Sugar and Spice Chapter 11 Back in France. Ronnie had said, "Honey, what would you say if I told Ariane about Jaimie?" And, Jason had said, "You didn't! Did you?" "Not really. But, we were talking the other day. And, the conversation drifted to people with an alternate life style. And, ..." "And, what?" "Ariane told me that one of our friends from school, Marie, was a lesbian. We talked about...

Don t Sleep on the Subway Book ThreeChapter 44 Jul 1944 U S Troops Advance West of St Lo France

Franklin D. Roosevelt – 6 May 1942 “Books cannot be killed by fire. People die, but books never die. No man and no force can abolish memory. No man and no force can put thought in a concentration camp forever.” Shortly after the breakout from the beaches of Normandy, the allies expanded their beachhead to include portions of the hedgerow country of France. In the last chapter, we saw how they took the port city of Cherbourg as a beginning of a sweeping operation to push the Germans out of...

The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary series S01 E11 Frances 59

Series 1, Episode 11: Frances She’s a tall, slim and elegant mature lady of 59. The oldest we’ve had on our show so far. Short light brown hair (with perhaps just a hint of red) frames a narrow featured face with high cheek-bones, a pointed noise, and thin lips. She’s well dressed, well spoken, highly educated. “Hello, my name is Dr Frances Hardwich, I’m a psychologist, specialising in behavioural disorders, and I’m from Twickenham in London.” The interview takes place in her office. Her...

The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary series s12e12 Frances Pingel 35 from Stoke

We open with a shot of an old street of old industrial buildings. Two and three-story brick fronted buildings with high windows. Walking toward us, big beer belly spilling over the front of his jeans and hanging out of the bottom of his West Ham football shirt, it’s our hairy host with the most (experience that is), Dennis ... He’s been an active dog ‘trainer’ on the UK bestiality scene for decades, since long before our little show shot him to infamy. Trotting along-side him, light on his...

The Story of Frances

THE STORY OF FRANCES My name is Frances and I have always wanted to tell this story to the whole world because it is a happy story and it may help others to understand themselves and to be strong enough to carry through the courage of their convictions. I never knew my Father, he ran off with his secretary when I was just a few months old. He had a reasonably good job and through the courts Mother obtained a good settlement. This was the house and her car and a good monthly...

En France Sur La Plage

In everything I recounted, there were clues.This was Elodie’s idea; a shock, I never sought this. A droll sense of irony; I came to Paris for a fresh start. I drove from Sainte Maxime to this beach and confronted history.Old recollections niggled and gnawed, they itched like needles under the skin. A ghost haunted my thoughts, Anne-Pierre, and I could not exorcise her. Memories rolled in like the waves and their halcyon sentiments of nostalgia. My devil-may-care attitude, it snapped and...

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The Training of Francesca Part 2

Note: Please take a moment to rate this, and if you rate 3 or less, please just leave a constructive comment. I'm new to writing; I'm just sketching out memories here, trying to get the right balance between detail and dialogue. Your feedback and encouragement will help me when it comes to writing fiction and fantasy. By the way, Francesca is an Italian name, so is pronounced Franchesca. On we go... --------------------------------"Fuckit! She's only got that nasty soya milk in the fridge,...

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Francesca And FriedaChapter 4

"Who was that, Albert?" asked Miss Merridew, Francesca's housekeeper. "Somebody for the mistress. I said she was away from home. The lady didn't give her name." "You should have asked. It might have been important. I'm worried about her up in those cold hills without a stitch of clothing all year round. I know she's used to hardship, but I still think of her as the little girl who came crying to me after the old Master had beaten her. I worry a lot. She always wrote once a week and...

Training Francesca Part One

Note: For our American readers, the word "pants" mean underpants here, and "Slug and Lettuce" is a chain of pubs. For legal reasons I should probably point out that I have never been served slug! Finally, I use British English spellings, what with being British and that. This is a true story. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy remembering it. Part One: I met Francesca at one of those "Sport for All" events where volunteers from various sports try to persuade an increasingly...

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Francesca And FriedaChapter 3

Two extremely battered girls stood before the CO, after having spent the night in a bare cell. They were sure it would be the first of many nights of confinement! Francesca's right eye was almost closed and Frieda had a swelling like a golf ball on her cheek bone. They both knew that this was only the beginning of their woes! "I have lost all patience with you two! I have a difficult enough job to do and half my time is spent dealing with the aftermath of your reign of terror and...

En France The Confessions

Fizzy energy rippled through my body, I wanted to leave my desk, get out, and just walk. Staring at my screen, flashbacks of last night pestered my restless mind. Aggravated by the industrious silence, constrained by cream walls and utilitarian furniture, I had to escape. Anne-Pierre liked games and last night was her best one yet. Almost two weeks, five encounters, I thought I had the measure of her; then came the sucker punch. Sat in my office chair, weary muscles pleaded for freedom. ...

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Secret Desires In France Awakening Part 5

ALEX Alex’s first impression of Rob was not good at all. After they had shaken hands it took Alex about five minutes to see through the man and realize he was nothing but a smooth talker and a bragger, someone who was terribly full of himself. What on earth did Louise see in this guy, he wondered. They chatted over coffee for about twenty minutes, but when Alex got back to his apartment he could only come to the conclusion that almost everything about this Rob rubbed him the wrong way. Thank...

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Secret Desires In France Awakening Part 4

LOUISE That night in bed Louise was reading the latest Peter Robinson thriller, but found it hard to concentrate on it. Her thoughts kept wandering and went from the next exhibition in her art gallery to Rob, who was coming home tomorrow and then to Alex, who had almost been here a week now. Marge, Alex’s mother had called her tonight to ask how things were going.‘Alex only texts us to say that everything is cool and chill,’ she had said, ‘so I thought I’d better ask you.’Louise had assured...

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Secret Desires In France Awakening Part 3

Alex is beginning to feel at home in the south of France. He's got his dope, his own apartment, great weather and an easy job that generates some money. All is well except for the fact that Louise's personality and voluptuous body continue to confuse him. ALEX In the following week, Alex began to feel more and more at home. He explored his surroundings, biked to Grasse and even drove the minivan, which Louise had bought for the art gallery, to Cannes one afternoon. By the end of the week, his...

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CAUGHT STROKING BY THE POOL IN FRANCE

I used to work over in the South of France were the weather in the summer was beautiful. Three of the lads I worked with used to rent a villa which had a swimming pool in the garden and its own personal grounds surrounded by a low wall, a road and pathway running by the villa one side and a simular neighbouring villa to which a couple also from the UK rented in there mid 20’s lived. One weekend my two room mates had decided to go home for the weekend, leaving me to the villa and pool for the...

Sex on the beach every day in France

Although this tale is listed under stories it is my diary of what we got up to in France on holiday. Each year we go on holiday I keep a diary of all the things we get up to so that I can re read them in the future to live them in my mind again.We were in the nude resort of Cap D’Agde for our tenth year and each year we have done something more than the year before. One thing that has happened since my last year’s diary is that I went out some weeks ago with a girl friend called Leigh and got...

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Wife in france

CUCKOLD, Shy wife enjoys a holiday in France, We had been working in Chile for two years now when my wife Gail suggested I ask for an extended three-week vacation. A trip to visit her parents in North Carolina and then some private time for holiday. It was too expensive a trip to for just two weeks away.Gail had come to Chile willingly and even seemed to be enjoying my country. It was time for me to be as supportive and I pressed the company for my holiday and it was granted. I was even granted...

Hoiday in France Wifes Story

She and her brother had after Madges' intervention and instruction been fucking since the weekend her parents when to a wedding leaving Madge in charge. Madge moved out soon after and left the k**s to it, my wife's new favourite thing and a new way of draining her brother balls of cum. The only disappointment was that she rarely got to taste his cum pure as it got mixed up with her pussy juice. Anyway, the annual holiday to France was planned and the weeks before gave the k**s plenty of chances...

SBBW Farmer The Milk Man in France

It had been a long night and all I wanted was to find a place to eat and get off the road. I had been driving for most of the day across France heading to England. I had business in London and need to get there in a day and half. I did not leave myself much time but I had clients who were waiting on a proposal and I needed to sign some papers to make it official. It was raining and fog had set in. I was in the mountains and the roads had become dangerous. I need to find a hotel and something to...

One Afternoon Shopping in France

One afternoon of shopping in France By Rosie "Avez-vous essay? ceci dessus?" the sales girl said, taking the black satin blouse from my hands. "I beg your pardon, I don't understand," I replied though even as I spoke the words, I could make out the meaning of her question. "Have you tried his on, monsieur?" the girl repeated in a rather thickly accented English. "Um... no, but..." I stammered, taken aback by her question. She took the blouse off the table, lifted it up by the ...

Sue on Camping Holiday in South of France

My wife and I went on a camping holiday a couple of years ago which led to more than was in the brochure. We went to a wooded camp site in the South of France and on arrival, found that the nearby beach had a nudist area. This was a bonus to us as we went almost every weekend to a nudist beach on the south coast where we lived at the time. Our tent was a large family sized permanent tent with proper rooms, as were most of the tents on the site, only a few being tents that people would put up...

Passions Aflame in FranceChapter 3

After Chad left, my first impulse was to rush down to David's room and partake of the forbidden fruit I had so longed for. I sat and thought for a long time. This was my big opportunity. Just a few doors down lay a chance to feel that intense sexual excitement again. Feelings that had been pent up for many months were now rising to the surface. I headed for the door with thoughts of David's young supple body pressing against mine. I opened the door and headed down the hall. I stopped at...

Don t Sleep on the Subway Book ThreeChapter 43 Jun 1944 Americans Liberate Cherbourg France

“Maybe there are 5,000, maybe 10,000 Nazi bastards in their concrete foxholes before the Third Army. Now if Ike stops holding Monty’s hand and gives me some supplies, I’ll go through the Siegfried Line like shit through a goose.” During those long months of pre-operational training, the allies were convinced that they would have to take a major port close to the Normandy beaches in order to bring in the fresh reinforcements and supplies desperately needed for a sustained second front in...

How Frankie became Francesca

Ever since I was young, I was treated differently. My mom's friends would always comment on how pretty I was with my slender body, long eyelashes and bright green eyes. I spent a lot of time on my own growing up. My father left when I was a teen and my mom and older sister were always out of the house, which meant I spent a lot of time playing by myself. When I was seventeen, I noticed that my body wasn't changing as much as my friends. I seemed to lack any manly characteristics and my penis...

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Frances and Phil

Now, as they approach the corner of our block, you are leaning out the window waving to them, the perfect obedient and innocent daughter on the surface. However, as you wave, you undo your short skirt and let it drop to the floor, knowing I am behind you. Now you smirk over your shoulder at me as you wiggle your nearly naked arse at me, barely covered by your tiny white thong. Seeing that I am watching, you lift your right leg as though you intend to climb out the window. You pull your thong...

Francesca

Hoofdstuk 1. Ik heb een baan. Bij een accountantskantoor. Zoiets van onderaan beginnen. Ik ben ook pas achttien jaar. Middelbare opleiding gedaan. Er zit wel een maar aan. Het is in Den Haag en ik woon in een klein dorpje een stukje buiten Arnhem. Ik heb wel al gezocht naar woonruimte in Den Haag, maar dat is tot nu toe op niets uitgelopen. Dus reis ik elke morgen van Arnhem naar Den Haag en aan het eind van de middag weer van Den Haag naar Arnhem. En dat doe ik nu al twee...

Training Francesca Part One

Note: For our American readers, the word ‘pants’ mean underpants here, and ‘Slug and Lettuce’ is a chain of pubs. For legal reasons I should probably point out that I have never been served slug! Finally, I use British English spellings, what with being British and that. This is a true story. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy remembering it. Part One: I met Francesca at one of those ‘Sport for All’ events where volunteers from various sports try to persuade an increasingly...

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My name is Francesca, and I love to fuck. I had a very successful graphics design business, and I sold it for a sum large enough that I could comfortably retire. The next morning I looked at myself naked in the mirror and considered what I wanted to do with myself, and my life. I was forty-two, married but childless, and my husband Edward and I led separate lives. My looks were undiminished, and though I had never been conventionally beautiful, I knew I was sexually attractive, with high...

Julie Frances Ch 00 01

Prologue It was a cold and snowy night, Julie Frances sat staring out the window and pondering her future or current lack of. She was stuck in a dead end job and her personal life was a mess. It was on that night, she made the decision that something had to change. First off she had to start living her life for herself. She had to stop worrying about the way everyone else felt . Secondly she needed to start taking risks . If she wanted something she had to go for it. She had always wanted...

Tour De Frances I

Tour De Frances I Driving through the French contryside brought back so many memories and great success I had achieved over the past 4 years. It was once again time for the greatest cycling event on the planet and my trip to the Palermo castle was the first order of business. Hanna, my trainer, personal physician, and chauffer, had carefully prepared me for the race I was favored to win again for the 5th year in a row. I personaly did not feel my best going into the race as my times...

Frances and BenChapter 1 Fall

"I want that son of yours. I want Ben." It was early fall, not long after we came back from our vacation house that year. I've already told you about our summer there. Little Marie and I were watching Ben do wind sprints. The kid was tireless in this 50-meter saltwater pool. It was another rainy morning. As usual on such days when we were the only ones there, we were swimming nude. Kate and Frances off on an errand, so Marie, Ben and I were alone. I turned Marie's face to mine and...

Frances and BenChapter 3 Spring

It was weeks later, and one Saturday morning I had Kate exactly where I wanted her: underneath me, panting, grimacing, grunting, breasts moving wildly as I held her legs up and hammered her. "I'm fucking you, Kate. I'm never going to stop, understand?" "You'd better not." Another grunt. Don't think she wanted me to stop. It was a silly thing for me to say, of course, because two seconds later I was done, throbbing, spurting, again and again. Kate wasn't far behind. I collapsed on...

Rebel in the SouthChapter 55 Frances Again

By the time I got back to Richmond, everything had been moved over to the peninsula, way down toward Gloucester Point and, I was told, Point Comfort although that turned out to be wrong. I found Captain Foster, reported what little I knew, and was told that Tarleton had returned before I had and that some of his men were now involved in fortifying York and Gloucester and raiding the countryside on both sides of the York River. Captain Foster said he had sent most of his men out after...

En France Bastille Day

Wandering saxophone noodled with a shrill cornet, Jazz music: no rhythm.On her knees, back curled, Anne-Pierre complained for more. Unable to bargain, her wrists in my hands, arms drawn back, I plundered her wet hole. Each hard thrust shook her milky white body adorned with the dew of frenzied lust. My weary muscles burned; drops of sweat thrown from me as we clattered together. Quivering breasts reflected in the mirror, another lunge smacked against her rump. Cries of pleasure rose in the...

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Naked AmazonsChapter 12 Francesca Plots

"The helicopter is fine, Commander. All it needs is a bit more fuel in the tank and we're away to the mainland." Angela nodded and thanked her deputy. "I hope you didn't forget to wet the ropes, Francesca." Francesca assured her leader that Annie was trussed as tightly as she had ever been and her arms and legs should be half way out of their sockets in a day or so. Angela looked serious. "I just hope it teaches her not disobey orders. Of course, I guessed she would speak to...

Act of NecessityChapter 2 Francesca and Family

I had been meaning to call Francesca but my studies got in the way for most of the remaining week. I took a break on Thursday evening and called the number she had given me. The heavily accented voice of an older woman answered the phone. "May I speak to Francesca, please?" The woman didn't respond, but I could hear her call Francesca and say a few words in Italian, I guessed. "Grazie, Momma," I heard her say as she took the phone. "Hello?" "Hi Francesca, it's Dal Larson calling....

Anna Francesca s Sexy Diary

This is the diary of a young 18 year old Korvanian girl named Anna Francesca. Anna was a refugee during the great war between Korvania and the Republic of Thray. Anna's ultimate fate is unknown. What we know about the things she went through during the war is only what she saw fit to write about in her diary. Which was recovered years after the war had ended. It is an incredible tale of what a young girl had to do and endure to survive alone on a war torn continent. AUTHOR'S NOTE: Please, don't...

Francesca s Extreme Anal Diary capt 2

This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any place or anyperson,living or dead, is purely coincidental. This is an original story. Francesca's Extreme Anal Diary Chapter 2 -------------------------------------------------------------------- So, diary, where was I? That shit felt good; but damn, I wish I couldfind where Greg hides 'my' dildos. I'm still recovering; but shit! Ireally want something up my ass right now while I write this, and I don'thave anything. ...

Naked AmazonsChapter 7 Frieda and Francesca Get Whipped and love it

Day Thirteen (Of Joanne's Ordeal) "How was Joanne" asked Frieda. "Still pretty rough, I'm afraid. Can't expect much else after that... you know... I mean - all that lovely smooth skin of hers that was starting to look so nice again - and now it's all raw like a slab of meat. At least she's not bleeding any more but she's lost a lot of blood Frieda. That bitch! I hope Jo kills her when she gets out." Frieda said nothing at first. Then she answered Francesca. "I've seen plenty of...

Francesca And FriedaChapter 2

It was three weeks after that three hundred solid applications of the whip before either girl felt like sticking her neck out again. Thry might be brave, but they weren't exactly suicidal! Lieutenant Harrison was eagle eyed in her anxiety to get the pair back under the lash! Our heroines knew this and were most careful and not to get a fresh flaying before they were ready. Then it would be child's play to get into trouble again! By this time both girls were fired up and ready to go. Both...

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This true story about sexy glamour model Susanna Francessca has been sent to me by a friend...."I’d booked Susanna for a video photoshoot at a different studio to the usual one that she ran in Warwick, UK. The day before the shoot, she ‘phoned me and said ‘Can we get to the studio about 15 minutes early, please? The studio owner shoots pictures for men’s magazines and wants to look through my portfolio. If he likes my pictures, he’ll book me for a photoshoot. I haven’t been in men’s magazines...

Francesca

FRANCESCA by bobby Frank was driving down Oak Street, looking for the house where his friend Rick said the party would be. He couldn't wait to meet this Filipina broad he'd been promised would be there. He loved Asian girls, and was getting pretty excited. He'd always heard that they were pretty submissive and would basically do whatever a guy wanted, but he'd never had an opportunity to ever bag one. "Tonight's the night.", he smiled to himself. (As you can see, Frank didn't...

Susanna Francessca shows her tits and open pussy

This is a true story sent to me about a photo-shoot with model Susanna Francessca that a guy called George did, along with Jake, a friend of his. He sent this to me and it’s a lovely, sexy story.“I’d found an advert for Susanna Francessca and her studio in the back of a photography magazine, Practical Photography, I think. Her studio was in Warwick (UK), not too far away. The problem was that I’d been banned from driving, so I had to ask a friend, Jake, to drive me there. I phoned Susanna and...

Susanna Francessca stripper showing a lot of puss

This is a story about someone who saw her Susanna Francessca stripping in a club. What a sexy exhibitionist minx she is….“I photographed Susanna a couple of times at her studio in Warwick. Then one day I phoned her to book a photo-session with her the following Friday evening. She told me that she couldn’t do it because she was stripping in a club that evening. She said ‘Only topless, of course’, but there was something in her voice that made me believe that wasn’t true. I asked her what club...

The Training of Francesca Part 2

Note: Please take a moment to rate this, and if you rate 3 or less, please just leave a constructive comment. I’m new to writing, I’m just sketching out memories here, trying to get the right balance between detail and dialogue. Your feedback and encouragement will help me when it comes to writing fiction and fantasy. By the way, Francesca is an Italian name, so is pronounced Franchesca. On we go… ——————————– ‘Fuckit! She’s only got that nasty soya milk in the fridge, and you can’t make a...

Fingered By Aunt Francesca

My beautiful Aunt Francesca slid her fingers slowly up and down the lips of my vagina, skillfully and urgently exploring every fold of my sensitive places. I was completely naked on her couch, where she found me rubbing myself just a few minutes before. Her eyes moved up and down my body slowly as my breathing became uneven. I felt my breasts bouncing slightly as my tummy twitched when she touched me. I liked watching her watch me. She was erotically fascinated with my body, I could tell."Have...

Susanna Francessca stripper

I know that Susanna Fraancessca used to be a stripper in pubs and clubs around the Midlands area of the UK. This is a story from Jeff, who saw her stripping. Thanks Jeff….“I remember this lovely girl. I used to go to a bar in Birmingham, in The Midlands part of the UK. Every Friday night, the owner used to get a stripper in. He didn’t charge us anything, but we drank and spent a lot of money there, so it was his way of thanking us. It was always at about 9pm and he’d close the bar to everyone...

Franc 2 A New Game

They look like rubber boxers with a sock in the front – like those novelty elephant ones you see around Halloween. Except these are solid pink. Shiny and pink. She’s on fuckin’ drugs if she thinks there is any chance in hell I’m wearin’ this. Anyway, they’re too small – stretch is one thing, but come on. The label said large, but labels have lied before. My cell rings and I check the number. As expected, it’s Franc. “You’re fuckin’ nuts,” I say. “Bobby.” The ‘bee’ part has this kind of...

Francesca s Extreme Anal Diary capt 1

This is a story of pure fantasy, any resemblance to any place or any person,living or dead, is purely coincidental.___________________________________________________________________________________________________Let me start at the beginning. My name's Francesca, and I'm an anal slut. I love the feeling of something slipping and sliding and slamming in and out of my ass, the bigger the better.I had the most intense punishment last night; it was so amazing I had to put pen to paper while I let...

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Franc 1 No Geek Policy

“The Federal Reserve?” “Uh huh. I specialize in currency exchange policy.” “Is that a fact?” I’m going to need a whole lot more beer if I’m going to have to listen to this for the rest of the night. She drones on like I could actually care about what she does for a living. Like anybody gives a shit about coin collecting or whatever. I look out at the dance floor. My buddy and her sister are practically doing it in public. ‘Oh, he so owes me for this,’ I think. I admit it; I’m taking one for...

Frankie and Gianni

Frances had done what was expected of her for most of her life: a good student, private school, art classes, and a degree from a top university. Now, finally, she had gained her independence and was living life on her own terms. Her friends and colleagues called her Frankie now. She had a job as a project manager in a design firm, had rented her first apartment, and was dating someone her father would disapprove of if he were to know. Her mother would probably secretly envy her not carrying on...

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Time Goes By

TIME GOES BY by Geneva Using an old magic book, his mother changes Francis to Frances to avoid call-up in WWII. Frances escapes her mother's domination, but accepts her new body and makes a new life for herself. Grace Rossi stared at the headlines in the morning newspaper. She had listened to Prime Minister Chamberlain's radio broadcast the night before and she had intended to scan the newspaper for any other developments, but although she tried to read, little sank in. She...

Last Man Standing

Last Man Standing: I remember once going to see the Rocky Horror Picture Show with my wife Frances. I had lost a bet. Frances had insisted that we dress for the Floor Show and travel to the show dressed for it. So there I had stood in make-up, wearing black lace women's opera gloves on my arms, wearing a red sequinned corset, black panties, black suspenders, fishnet stockings and 5 inch stiletto heels. Frances was dressed just the same but I had a handbag over my right shoulder and...

Elderly by Choice Part2

Elderly by choice Part 2 Lady Portia "Hello, could I speak to Judy Askin please, it's Ruth More." "Putting you through." "Ruth, how are you?" said Judy. Asking, "I haven't heard from you in a couple of weeks, I was going to call you because one of my "special" friends has a yen for ladies raincoats and when I mentioned your business he was very interested." Judy, it should be noted, had a small coterie of transvestite admirers whom she adored and escorted on a frequent basis...

True Story of hot sex

Would like to tell you about a very hot, shag I had about 2 weeks ago, with my 35 yr old sister in law, I hope you find it as hot as I did even writing it.My sister in law Frances invited us all out for a meal to celebrate her divorce to a tosser of a husband, there was her 3 sons, daughter, her 3 sisters 1 my wife and a niece and nephew, having a good time, eating and drinking I went outside for some fresh air, as I sat in the pub gardens, Frances joined me smoking a fag, as we spoke I noticed...

Quarantine Expanding Horizons

The sheets were in the washing machine, the breakfast dishes were in the dishwasher and Franny was leading Jordan out to the salon on an overcast spring morning in rural Massachusetts. "Seriously," she was chuckling as they walked into the salon and turned on the lights, "you don't know who Billie Eilish is!?" "No," Jordan shrugged. "Should I know her?" "Well, I don't know... don't you like music?" "Sure. I like music just fine. I just don't always know who I'm listening...

Quarantine New Challenges

A week, nine dresses, two nighties and a new set of living room curtains later and Jordie was sitting at the cutting table, staring at a piece of paper that was covered in rough sketches. With a pencil in hand, he was struggling to picture how he'd like his first dress designed from scratch to look. Mary stood beside him, encouraging. "I can't get this quite right," Jordan mumbled, "I can't figure out how to get the skirt the way I want it. Maybe if I look at the pre- made patterns I...

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