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Mia and the French Father

It's mid-summer, and I've taken the some time out before final year to earn a bit of money as a nanny in France. It's incredible how much parents will pay for you to look after their children. I've landed a fantastic deal, a young couple and their adorable children in the south of France, complete with my own top floor suite.Late one evening I had decided to take a bath, it was warm enough to keep the long french doors wide open in both my bedroom and bathroom, and with the moon streaming in...

Reluctance

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...

Grace 4 French Ecstasy

The author kindly advises that this scenario contains descriptions of d**g use, group sex and graphic language. It is only suitable for persons over 18 years old.Grace 4-French Ecstasy (Grace Worthington enjoys wild orgies in a French chateau)The mid-year exam results were in. Grace hurried down the Uni corridors towards to administrative department where the results were pinned on the announcement board. Her finger ran down the list. She found her scores. Above average was the verdict....

French Poodle Sissy 1

My name is Clinton Crayle, and I'm a very different kind of Private Eye. My fee is a Thousand Dollars a day, and I'm seldom out of work. My specialty is untangling the kinky sex lives of the very rich. My clients know my discretion is absolute and I guarantee my results. So if you're rich and in a jam, come to see me. Elise Bentley did.... "I've lost my husband and wonder if you might be able to find him for me?" Elise Bentley, in an expensive dress accentuated by even more...

New Experience with my French Friend

Not again - how could this be happening to me again?! Not that I didn't enjoy it; I mean how could I not enjoy having an intimate night with a sexy foreign boy? It had been one year since my host brother from Spain had left to go back home. At first, I was devastated and was in a constant state of "mourning". Eventually, though, I moved on and began enjoying time with my family and friends again. And then, right at the beginning of my school year, I had met Julien. Charming, exciting,...

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French Woman s Ordeal

French Woman?s Ordeal Part 1By Sonya Esperanto [email protected]:It was a hot day in Pattaya, Thailand. It was summer time. The locals were running around, with hats on their heads, and here they watch the Western tourists, walking around. Foreigners from Scandinavia love Thailand?s heat.Claire was walking around. Claire was an attractive woman, originally from Bretagne, somewhere in the West Coast of the France, that faced the Atlantic Ocean. She stood at 6 feet tall, with...

Daddy Issues Memoirs Chapter Two Pardon My French Teacher

With her head turned over her shoulder, her bold amber colored eyes peeped at me from under her red bangs. Her penetrating stare was emphasized by the carbon black pencil lines that made her look like a cat – trying to persuade a dog to follow its steps into trouble. I was that dog. “Sex Shop” spelled the neon lights, in a red that was just as shameless as the length of Siara’s front zipped dress. In her buckle strap heels she tiptoed up the steps and disappeared through the door. Cautiously...

French Lessons

© 2002 Couture After I'd finished my morning laps in the pool, I dried off, walked inside, tossed my towel on the arm of the sofa and proceeded to make myself a healthy shake. Sophie, the maid, walked in tisking to herself and eyeing me dubiously, as she picked up my towel, "Ça alors, il ne ramasse jamais, celui-la," she muttered in her heavily accented voice. I used to wonder what she was saying. Then one day I looked up some of the words in an English to French...

Triplet X Love Times 2 Book 6 Across The Pond Of SexChapter 9 Voyeur is French for Observer

DoubleD, Hustler, Vixen and Harlot were truly enjoying their bath in the penthouse apartment of some newly made friends; more than the soothing bubbles and relaxing vibrations DD and Hustler were enjoying the massages that the vaginal muscles of the girls sitting on their laps were giving their cocks; they were also greatly enjoying soaping up these girls' boobs and rinsing them off only to start sucking them again and again. Vixen and Harlot on the other side of the bathtub were also having...

Jill and the Frenchman January 2012

I wondered how many of the other visitors to that quintessential English Inn on that balmy August evening had even the slightest inkling what the trio who were seated in the corner of the Pub’s garden were discussing. They sat slightly distanced from the other customers, the younger man talking in a lively fashion to the woman sat opposite whilst the older man seemed to have little to contribute, but he spoke when prompted by the lady sat next to him. She was a woman in her prime and she seemed...

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French Lessons 1

"Hi Jack," she said, her soft continental purr already sending shivers down my spine, "How are you?" "I'm fine thanks Mrs. Woodcock," I replied, trying to think of a way to get away as fast as possible without being impolite. "You can call me Chantelle now, Jack," she smiled. She began asking me how uni was, and I found her surprisingly easy to talk to, until we must have been chatting for about ten minutes. "Oh merde! Sorry, I just remembered my parking ticket's going to run...

A French FuckRoulette

“A Pair of sixes.” “Three sevens.” “Full House. Queens over threes. Pay up, Andrea.” Agonizingly slow. Still, closer and closer. Both had lost (first their left, then their right) spike heeled sandals. Their deliberate card playing and movements made those losses seem like hours ago. Nevertheless, the sight of their shapely legs, lovingly caressed by their ultra sheer hose, anchored my attention. Their petite feet were expertly pedicured. Their fingers...

The french madame

On my completion of my mba. I tried to learn french as i was trying to work in france. So i searched for some classes in chennai. Later i found a homely french tution were a married muslim lady of age 2e3 is taking class. So i enquired the fees and joined there and i found only three members are only studying. First i will describe about faridha the heroine of this story a very fantastic figure with normal boob size and and she looks beautiful in her pardha. On the first day itself i sawn her...

Pardon My French Kiss

‘Damn it!’ Jake said out loud, banging his fists against the steering wheel as traffic came to yet another complete standstill. ‘Move you bastards!’ Undoubtedly, Jake would be late for his final exam. Despite his sudden chaotic work schedule, Jake vowed that he would complete the final semester of French class even though it meant going to night school. Jake needed to prove his ability to speak French fluently if he ever hoped to land the position he had his sights set on. Jake knew he had a...

French Doors

She stepped out onto the balcony and the warm southern air fought with the unseasonably cool breeze against her bare shoulders. She hugged herself and looked over the yard. Down below on the first floor there were several party goers enjoying the music and each other. She wasn’t sure if she should really be waiting for him here. When he’d said ‘Meet me up there. I’ll be right behind you.’ he’d pointed at this small balcony and it hadn’t seemed as high or as dark or as removed as she felt...

Dinner in the French Quarter

The French Quarter restaurant is over 100 years old and very popular, but was almost empty, something unheard of on a Friday night in the spring. It wouldn’t have mattered to the couple sitting at the small table towards the back of the small dining room off the back hall, they only had eyes for each other, be damned who else was in the place. Even though both were in their late 30s, the sparkle in their eyes when they were together made them feel like teenagers. The wait staff at Tujague’s...

French Lesson Ch 01

The sun wakes him, there are windows on three sides of the room and no curtains. The shutters open and the breeze is grazing his body, keeping the heat at bay. He reaches over to take his glass and drink some water. As he does, he finds himself grinning as he surveys the scene of devastation around the bedroom. Clothes, underwear, stockings discarded, a lamp knocked over, most of the bedding on the floor and pillows spread around the room as he’d used them, imaginatively, to lift her hips...

New Experience with my French Friend

Not again – how could this be happening to me again?! Not that I didn’t enjoy it, I mean how could I not enjoy having an intimate night with a sexy foreign boy? It had been one year since my host brother from Spain had left to go back home. At first, I was devastated and was in a constant state of ‘mourning’. Eventually, though, I moved on and began enjoying time with my family and friends again. And then, right at the beginning of my school year, I had met Julien. Charming, exciting,...

My sexy french teacher takes my cherry

It was a warm summers day well to be precise it was the week before end of term and the summer holidays I couldnt be happier. Let me tell you about myself first I am called Jason, quite tall around 6.2ft brown haired hazel eyes and quite muscular 160lbs(because I have been working out at the gym lately and Im also on the rugby team )for my age Im 17.I go to seaview high and today will be my last day. I was in second lesson(French)With my favourite teacher Mrs. Parry she is 5.5 120lbs about 30...

The French Cowboy

The wind was whipping the dust into tiny twirling columns that appeared and disappeared seemingly at will. It was brutally hot in the late August afternoon even though the sky was darkening and storm clouds were threatening. On the hour the Lutheran church was tolling its bell, its open door beckoning to wavering souls. John walked with the gait of a young leopard, his eyes watching every corner, every window. He was headed to the “Last Chance Saloon” across the street. Except for the new...

Mia and the French Father

It’s mid-summer, and I’ve taken the some time out before final year to earn a bit of money as a nanny in France. It’s incredible how much parents will pay for you to look after their children. I’ve landed a fantastic deal, a young couple and their adorable children in the south of France, complete with my own top floor suite. Late one evening I had decided to take a bath, it was warm enough to keep the long french doors wide open in both my bedroom and bathroom, and with the moon streaming in...

My French getaway

I wanted to tell you about my little trip last week .It’s a long story but I hope you enjoy it. I spent the week in France with an old friend and her family, my husband was away and I didn’t want to spend the week alone at home. Now we only see each other once in a while and it has been a few years since I saw the whole family, her husband and two sons. Once in France, they met me at the ferry. I was shocked at how well they all looked, especially their two sons Martin and Glen who were now...

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French Service Station Fuck

I will be adding some stories and memories based on real events. Some of my painting and art are inspired by these events.So there I was driving down through France on my way to the Alps for the winter season, I was wearing a nice little blue strappy top, a black short skirt as I generally prefer and no panties or bra. It was warm enough in the car but when I got out for a little break at the next service station I grabbed my hoody to put on, even so, my nipples went hard as nails! I ran across...

First Fuck After French Exam

First Fuck After French Exam***This is a true story and is as much as I can remember, but seeing as it was more than 15 years ago, I might have missed out a few details***My friend John and I had just finished our written French exam. It was barely 12.30 in the afternoon and we had no reason to remain at the school. We began walking home together as we shared part of the route and got to talking about our girlfriends. I had recently split from this dumb, fugly girl who I had only been with...

South American Mom fucked in French Quarter La

concatenate of stories. I am Fernando from Brazil. In my third semester of University of São Paulo, I took 6 months aboard study at University of Louisiana. Kent and I room together at school, and thanks to hanging around with him I've had some wild experiences with a lot of women. But this last Summer , I had an experience that I never thought would have been possible. You see, My mother went to a conference in New Jersey for five days, and she decided to visit me in La. on weekend before...

The French Cowboy

The wind was whipping the dust into tiny twirling columns that appeared and disappeared seemingly at will. It was brutally hot in the late August afternoon even though the sky was darkening and storm clouds were threatening. On the hour the Lutheran church was tolling its bell, its open door beckoning to wavering souls. John walked with the gait of a young leopard, his eyes watching every corner, every window. He was headed to the “Last Chance Saloon” across the street. Except for the new...

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FRENCH LESSONS

French LessonsbyEmmyLou93©Lucy lived a quiet life, simple and typical of a young girl in the French countryside during 1860. Sighing, Lucy set down her needlework and went outside her father's tiny cottage, looking at the flowers. How beautiful they were as they reached toward the sun on this early spring day! She would have to pick some of the budding blooms for Papa later.She smiled, leaning down and smelling some of the daffodils. Her Papa was her dearest friend. Indeed, her only friend....

French and wet

Introduction: A French houswife gives it nasty to her teenage neighbor. The Perfect HandTim Jenkins seemed like just your average 11th grader. His grades were mediocre, he played basketball and baseball for his high school, and he was noticed by girls. His problem was that he’d never had a girlfriend before and was too nervous to ask a girl out. As we all know, this may cause some problems when you are 17. His lack of girls led him to become a porn addict. This is where the story starts.It was...

Paul s French Maid Instalment 2

Paul & His French Maid - Instalment # 2 Copyright JustinSilk 2002. All Rights Reserved Legal Notice: The following story contains descriptions of graphic sexual acts. The story is a work of fiction and has no basis in reality. Don't read this story if: ** you are not 18 or over, ** it is illegal to read this type of material where you live, ** you object to non-macho males. ** you don't wish to read about people who might be gay/bi in love or having sex. The author...

French Study Partner

When I was in high school I had a huge crush on this girl. She was a friend of a friend, and we didn't really hang out with the same people or have any classes together. We were each in relationships with other people , but always seemed to catch reach others eye on the periphery... She was kind of short, brown hair, and freckles. She had huge tits, probably the biggest of any girl I have ever fucked or fondle since. Freakishly huge, actually, for her small frame. She was a big time...

My French Teacher

Hello and my name is Dhruv and I have just started reading stories on this site a few weeks back and decided that I should share my first experience too. I am 19 years old, and am currently in 2nd year Computer engineering in IIT-Powai, Mumbai. This experience happened to me when I was in 11th standard and just entered junior college. I had taken French as my 2nd language as I had started its basics along in 10th but to improve my French a bit better, I decided to take an advanced teaching...

The French Maid at Work

The French Maid at Workby Lewis Chappelle(able assistance provided by a dear friend)It had been a longer than usual day. He had not gone to their regular work place that afternoon like he normally did, his work at his other job had kept him there. He noticed that his Angel's car was in the driveway when he got home, which was not completely out of the ordinary because it was a time that she would normally be home. As he opened the front door he did notice that something was different; it...

French fuck Part 1

All right, I guess it was my fault, as it was my idea that got us into the situation that ended with me getting fucked by a complete stranger and both of us experiencing sex that we had never had before.No longer in our youth we prefer restful holidays in the warm. This time we were in the south of France as Billy was going to retire before long and we were considering buying a holiday home in the area. We were staying in a very nice hotel out of town and while it had its own pool it was only a...

French fuck Part 2 OMG

Day 3. Sunday.After the exertions of the previous evening we slept well and woke late. We had missed breakfast at the hotel so we rang room service and they sent over a tray of continental breakfast - croissants and rolls with a pot of tea (for me) and coffee (for him) which we devoured.The day was another lovely one and it was still very warm. Being a Sunday there was very little to do as everything was closed so we went back to the beach, not really expecting a repeat of the previous day but...

French Maid Forever

French Maid Forever Debra Phil didn't think it was such a big deal. Not really. OK, he probably should not have cheated on his wife, Cindy. Again. With his personal assistant. But he had. And Cindy had caught him. Now she was livid. She was waiving the separate property agreement he had signed the last time this had happened. If she demanded a divorce, and with the pictures she had she would get one. She would own the house, the company and all of the investments. He...

French film audition part 2

James felt awkward after what had happened at the audition. His Mom had seen his dick and touched it. She hadn't seen it since he had been much younger. After a few more days he received a call from the film director telling him he had been successful. James was actually disappointed. He was nervous as to what would happen next. He didn't tell his Mom and just wanted to pretend it had never happened. The next stage was to start filming. James thought it was just one day of filming so told...

French adventures

My friend Lizzie and I went to brittany in the north of France for a weekend in June when we were 15 years old. As soon as we got there at 10.30 at night we threw our bags into our room, and quickly changed into short skirts and more revealing tops. I had a boyfriend back home, but I thought this would be a nice drunken girly weekend with my best friend and so I wore my tightest denim mini, with my long light brown legs on show, and a baby pink polo shirt, with my 32D cleavage almost bursting...

French Lessons

The term ‘reserved occupation’ was used by many European countries in WWII to categorise certain trades and skills which exempted people from being conscripted for military service. In Britain, farming was one such skill; and as a farmer, my Uncle Ned (not a real uncle) was able to continue with his arable farming. He had recently taken a new bride: half his age and strikingly beautiful.Colette was a French refugee and the talk of the village. Some said Ned was a lucky man to share his bed with...

Seduction

THE FRENCH COUPLE

That was before Ada asked me to work for her ‘exclusive agency’. “We have a wide ranging client list, males and females, and lots of constant work,” she told me as she auditioned me. “And we provide for some very kinky people with lots of sexual fetishes.” When I arrive at their hotel suite I quickly decide the pics Ada showed me do not do them justice. They are both around their late-thirties, obviously a professional business couple. I soon leant despite their French accents they both...

THE FRENCH COUPLE

That was before Ada asked me to work for her ‘exclusive agency’. “We have a wide ranging client list, males and females, and lots of constant work,” she told me as she auditioned me. “And we provide for some very kinky people with lots of sexual fetishes.” When I arrive at their hotel suite I quickly decide the pics Ada showed me do not do them justice. They are both around their late-thirties, obviously a professional business couple. I soon leant despite their French accents they both...

Roomies The French Teacher

Kim McCall shifted her body slightly, scarcely aware of what she was doing. Her attention was focused on the sight in front of her. She watched the bounce, now slow, now quick. She watched the dangle and the recovering. It was as though she was hypnotized, or perhaps had become some little animal mesmerized by the predator before her. The soft, soothing voice that reached her ears seemed to be in a foreign language she couldn't understand but yearned to know. All in all, she was completely...

French Lessons sur La Toilette

I was only 24 when I was sent to Jersey for three months to learn all about Stock Broking. I had left school at 17 and had joined a Shipping Agent company but the shipping business had collapsed with the use of the containers, and the company had to concentrate on its Investment Trust work. I was met at airport by the Managing Director who took me directly to the person who had agreed to put me up for three months. She was the widow of a director who had died some four months previously, from...

French Niece Chapter 3 New York Aug 28 2004

You couldn't mistake them for anything but what they were, rich French women deigning to allow the United States the pleasure of their company for a short while. And as they slowly walked towards me, every molecule in my body screamed 'danger', a warning I knew I couldn't heed. "Ah, Amelie, le voila," my sister intoned to her daughter, pointing at me. "Marie, Cat, what a pleasure," I said, rushing to meet them. There were no family hugs from these two, just a cheerless waving at my...

Doc and the French WhoreChapter 5

I did the best I could with the new fad of making tight knots in my necktie and watched my Kate sip her cognac from one of those tiny glasses that she liked best of all because it made her feel real French. I had my suspicions that my big-lipped bed partner was not really from that confused country because she sometimes slipped into a way down south mode of speech when she was angry or upset. It sounded more like Mississippi bayou country than the European original version of the musical...

BBC French Kisses Her Blacken

Nancy could feel the black guy picking up the speed of his in and out strokes. It must have been at least 10 minutes now that he was fucking her, and she was surprised that he still hadn't cum.She had heard her husband cum about 5 minutes ago, when he let out a loud groan. He was sitting in a chair he had pulled up close to the bed. His legs stretched out hard and twitching, as he furiously stroked his cock to a big cum. She had noticed that after wards he just sat there, with his cum all over...

Maids in a Row

Robert Fisher, the game-keeper to Lord Astley, had cancelled a planned trip to market: the Cook had winked at him when he had seen her earlier in the day, and he knew what that meant - he'd get more than a piece of pigeon pie if he called at her house later. And so it had proved. Telling his son, Tom, that he would be away in the dell, checking on his Lordships young grouse (a job Tom thought boring, and which would certainly ensure his staying away), he had in fact headed straight for Cook's...

Ms Jean My FrenchTutor Chapter 2

Ms. Jean grabbed her dildo and sat in a chair with her legs spread as Mr. Rick laid me on the bed. I looked to my left watching Ms. Jean as she worked her flesh colored toy into her smooth shaved pussy. Mr. Rick’s mouth was kissing down my belly to my wet hairy mound making my pussy quiver. I was still in a bit of disbelief that a 50 year old man was licking my 16 year old pussy while his wife watched on as she masturbated. I whimpered as Mr. Rick’s tongue circled my swollen clitoris. I felt...

Ms Jean My FrenchTutor Chapter 2

Ms. Jean grabbed her dildo and sat in a chair with her legs spread as Mr. Rick laid me on the bed. I looked to my left watching Ms. Jean as she worked her flesh colored toy into her smooth shaved pussy. Mr. Rick’s mouth was kissing down my belly to my wet hairy mound making my pussy quiver. I was still in a bit of disbelief that a 50 year old man was licking my 16 year old pussy while his wife watched on as she masturbated. I whimpered as Mr. Rick’s tongue circled my swollen clitoris. I felt...

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The young Frenchmen

I was vacationing. While at the hotel pool a young man approached me. He looked like a teenager.He said "excuse me madam " in a French accent "may I speak to you?"I said yes. He went on to tell me how beautiful I was and more standard pickup lines. The French accent had me hypnotized though as he talked. I really wasn't listening to what he was saying because he was only wearing a swim suite and his young muscular body was perfectly tanned. I was just looking him over and wanting to touch him.I...

Maidservant

Maidservant by Imperator Mentus "Did you truly think you could sneak into my home?" Lord Chester Wallace asked me. "A little, yeah." "How quaint," he said, "then are you prepared for what comes next?" "What," I asked, "you gonna call the cops and let them see all that weird shit you've got here? Besides, you make one wrong move I'll shoot a hole through your fucking face." "Oh please," he chuckled, "You aren't going to shoot me." "That so? Tell you what. Let Molly go,...

The Housemaids

Machine translation. I ask some errors to apologizeChapter 1Anton and Inge are Both engineers and married. When Anton got an offer for a project in Qatar Both knew thatthis was just for a few years. So he left to start his new project to Doha. In the country arrived he worked his way Quickly and Quickly found friends. Among synthesis friends so a European / Asian couple with who he what, the longer he was there, spent more and more time. Thomas from Switzerland and "Suzy" Said her nickname from...

Milkmaids like the delivery rare

After completing my first year of college, I moved to another town to do my medical studies. Fortunately, my parents had good friends, Ajeet and Anu, who had a business in this town and they arranged for me to stay with them. Ajeet was thirty-seven, his young wife Anu was thirty. Anu stayed at home, oversaw the housemaid in cooking, and did normal chores around the house. Even though she was very beautiful, I saw her as a family friend and not as the sexy woman that she really was. Soon we...

Housemaids Kneeds

HOUSEMAIDS KNEEDS BY HAJIM I had just come out of a long term relationship-she had gone off with anotherman. As she had not put in any money towards the purchase of the house, I wasthe sole owner & occupier. However it was too big for me to keep tidy bymyself so I decided to advertise for a housekeeper-I thought just for a larkI would advertise in one of the Alternative papers so I did in the followingway- "Man (30) very strict disciplinarian needs a housekeeper. Please submitdetails to...

The Vixen in Maidstone

Me and The Vixen (her name is G) hadn't met for a while. We always keep in touch but the phone sex and teasing vids and pics we exchanged weren't satisfying us both. We needed to meet again and fuck! A month ago I told her I'd be close by in Maidstone for a couple of days. She called me to tell me she was on her way over to my hotel so I waited in the hotel bar for her. The weather was terrible and she arrived in a long coat around 11 in the morning. I had my head down reading the paper when I...

Maids Mistress

Lady Isabella Astley had overheard several of her maids, on more than one occasion, talking between themselves about the pleasure and fun they had experienced at the hands of Tom Fisher, the game-keeper's son. They had also enjoyed another part of him that was, by all accounts, prodigious in both size and stamina. Lady Astley, an aficionado of such things, became curious to find out if the stories were true, or merely ... grew ... in the telling. By chance, she was near a window at the rear...

The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary series S11 E10 Jocelyn Higgins 48 from Maidstone

We start this week’s show, as we start every show, with a shot of the UK of Zoo map of the British Isles with all its sparkling little lights ... And then a new light – brighter and larger, indicating this week’s location – down south, way south - to the south-east of London, sharpening down to a point over (as the caption tells us) - “MAIDSTONE”. Then we dive into the map and cut through to an establishing shot of a boring housing estate. Low green hedgerows, little green lawns, grey brick...

The Power of the Illuminati Ch 07 The Russian and the French Maid Part 2

“All right you two, time for some fucking again. Irina, get back on your hands and knees. Get on the bed and face the mirror.” Irina stopped licking and got up slowly. She got down on all fours facing a mirrored wall that hid one of my closets. I stood up and looked at her shapely ass and legs from this angle, encased in the black garters, stockings and high heels. She looked amazing. Reaching into the bedside table, I took out a tube of lube. “Avril, rub this onto me.” Avril hesitated at...

The Power of the Illuminati Ch 06 The Russian and the French Maid

“You are a very beautiful woman Irina.” “Th…thank you, sir.” She mumbled. At that moment, Avril, my maid walked into the bedroom. “Oh! Mon dieu! Pardonez…I am so sorry Mr. Ryker. I did not realize you had guests. I should have knocked.” Avril immediately turned around and started to leave. “Come back here Avril. You are here for a reason. No need to apologize. Please, come in.” Avril walked back in. She was wearing the same French maid uniform as before. Black and white, with...

The Power of the Illuminati Ch 01 French Maid

I was sitting in my high back leather chair and butted the cigarette out in the self-cleaning ashtray on my desk. My office occupied the entire top floor of this building, with floor to ceiling, one-way windows all around that looked over the city skyline. The papers in front of me outlined my latest deal with the Yakuza, the purchase of ten thousand assault rifles I would be selling to the Iraqi government at a good margin. At this point, I had more money than I could spend in my lifetime....

French and wet

Tim Jenkins seemed like just your average 11th grader. His grades were mediocre, he played basketball and baseball for his high school, and he was noticed by girls. His problem was that he’d never had a girlfriend before and was too nervous to ask a girl out. As we all know, this may cause some problems when you are 17. His lack of girls led him to become a porn addict. This is where the story starts. It was mid-October, and Tim had the day off from school because of a teacher work...

French Lesson Ch 02

They are sharing breakfast at the long dining table. Dwarfed by its length, it could seat around 20, the manoir must have been built around it. She’d woken before him this morning, coaxed from sleep by the sun and the obstreperous birds. He was still sleeping, the ghost of a snore. Looking hard at the firm, handsome enough face, gentled by sleep, she had weighed up the opportunities and reluctantly decided to let him rest. She had bathed and dressed quickly, hopped on to the clanking old...

French Lesson Ch 03

They lay together, squashed in a hammock. She’d found it hidden in the hayloft and secured it, hopefully, between an apple with fruitlets and a recently cropped cherry. Getting in had been a challenge as a lot of tipping and rocking seemed to occur. Lucky it was close to the ground. They’d laughed so much that her eyes watered and they were still chuckling as they lay there. Eventually, by sitting on it together and opposite, then swinging legs over, they managed it and were now lying facing...

French Throat

She crawled over to him on all fours while he laid back on the plump, cushy couch with his legs up in the air and his asshole winking at her. He rubbed his cock to attention and said ‘crawl over her you little bitch and eat my asshole.’ She crawled over, her 4-inch high heels clacking on the wood floor beneath her as she crawled. She couldn’t take her eyes of his delicious-looking, puckered asshole. She put her hands on both of his legs and pressed them even further towards the man’s head so...

Continuing my experience with my French friend

I was completely helpless now. I’d decided to let myself go, and now nothing was going to stop us. If this was the only chance that Julien and I had together, I was going to take it. I took off Julien’s pants and threw them aside, watching his bulging cock emerge. I took it in my hands and slowly ran my tongue up and down the length of his shaft. I looked up and saw Julien wathching me, which turned me on even more. I wanted him to watch me while I pleased him. I started sucking on his cock,...

The French Student Ch 1

Introduction: Hi guys, I made a new account after I forgot the password to my old one (slpher5050). Not a copypasta. Chapter 2 will be coming soon! Emile had gotten off the plane a couple of hours ago, but was already quite exhausted from his long flight to an unfamiliar country. Just seven hours ago, he was sitting comfortably in his bedroom in Marseille, France. Typically he was a laid-back and casual type of guy, but traveling across the country as part of a foreign exchange program had...

Ms Jean My French Tutor

I was extremely late for my French tutoring at Ms. Jean’s house. My boyfriend, Rob, had caught me right after soccer practice. I had intended to shower off my sweaty body before heading over to Ms. Jean’s house but Rob was horny and he pulled me into the mat room in the gym. Rob was all over me right away. My body responded to his fondling hands and my pussy juices began to mix with my sweat. Being that both of us were sixteen year olds, we really didn’t have any self-control. I tried to push...

On the Balcony in the French Alps

My wife’s best friend, Carole, was devastated when her husband walked out on her. At that time, Sally and I had just booked a chalet for a short break in the French Alps and we decided to ask Carole if she’d like to come with us. She gratefully accepted our offer.I had one problem: for the next four days I knew I’d have trouble keeping my hands to myself because Carole and Sally look so much alike, even though they’re not blood-related. It was most difficult when I looked at them from the...

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On the Balcony in the French Alps

My wife’s best friend, Carole, was devastated when her husband walked out on her. At that time, Sally and I had just booked a chalet for a short break in the French Alps and we decided to ask Carole if she’d like to come with us. She gratefully accepted our offer.I had one problem: for the next four days I knew I’d have trouble keeping my hands to myself because Carole and Sally look so much alike, even though they’re not blood-related. It was most difficult when I looked at them from the...

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Quest The French Revolution

(Please note that this story is bilingual and you can read the french version after the english one. / Cette histoire est bilingue, vous pouvez lire la version française après la version anglaise.) Welcome to this [Quest.] The principle is quite different from other multiple choice stories, you choose and influence the elements of the story by letting a comment like that: (A1, B2, C2, D5) and I would follow the story according to what the majority will have chosen. If you want to know more,...

French Kiss

“Then go fuck yourself!” I yelled as I stormed out of the apartment and slammed the door.I was fuming. How dare Matt accuse me of “dragging him away on holiday”? I’d done no such thing. Our holiday in France was supposed to be fun for both of us. Huh! Not likely. Matt had done nothing but complain: he didn’t like the food, the beer was too expensive, he couldn’t get a Wi-Fi connection. Whinge, whinge, whinge. I’d had enough. The holiday had cost me an arm and a leg and I was buggered if I was...

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Ms Jean My French Tutor

I was extremely late for my French tutoring at Ms. Jean’s house. My boyfriend, Rob, had caught me right after soccer practice. I had intended to shower off my sweaty body before heading over to Ms. Jean’s house but Rob was horny and he pulled me into the mat room in the gym. Rob was all over me right away. My body responded to his fondling hands and my pussy juices began to mix with my sweat. Being that both of us were sixteen year olds, we really didn't have any self-control. I tried to push...

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French nature Public Sex 3rd Part

After first exciting day in Paris and hot sex in ambulance my French lover took me for sightseeing of Paris. Whole morning we were visiting famous places in Paris and he was really trying to make me feeling nice and important.I was enjoying it, but also I could not stop thinking on hot sex on parking lot from yesterday. I saw he is a little bit shy in taking action, so I suggested him to show me nature around Paris. We were already near to high way when I said to him “I think you would like to...

GIGOLO FOR A FRENCH COUPLE

Xxxxxxxxx The man with a French accent asked over the phone, “Can we make a booking with you for next Saturday afternoon? Your abilities and prowess have been highly recommended by some mutual clients. We are from France and we are in your country on business. We run a very successful fashion business and we have just done some huge deals with some of the big stores here. And we are bilingual and bisexual. The day after that we are returning home. And my partner loves having two men at the...

French coast fun

I was travelling alone across Western Europe a few years ago. Amsterdam, Prague, Paris, etc. Eventually London and Dublin. But first, a late-night train to Calais on the coast of the channel. As usual, when I'm travelling, I read a lot. On this one night a young English guy sitting across from me noticed the title of my book and we struck up a conversation. He was on his way home from Aix, France, where he had been picking g****s. Just an adventurer trying something new. Nice-looking guy named...

Cuckolding in the French Alps

I had a girlfriend about ten years ago, Louise was her name. We were living together but both travelled a lot for work and so we agreed to allow each other have one night stands while away. This was cool, especially as Louise got off on being told about my conquests and would masturbate while I related stories of picking up other sales reps in hotel bars and fucking them. But she didn't have any action until she took a ski party to France for a week. On the Wednesday night she called me, quite...

Fucked By 5 French Men in France Part 3

Please read the previous parts, I have continued from there directly. This is a real story happened to one of my reader in her younger age and now she is telling the story to me and I’m just writing it down. You can reach me at My boss kept spitting on me and then he started to suck my mouth. I too reciprocated as I also have become horny by that time. At the same time, doctor slightly opened my pussy lips and told what an amazing Indian Virgin pussy and started kissing my pussy. My boss made...

FRENCH LESSONS

Lucy lived a quiet life, simple and typical of a young girl in the French countryside during 1860. Sighing, Lucy set down her needlework and went outside her father's tiny cottage, looking at the flowers. How beautiful they were as they reached toward the sun on this early spring day! She would have to pick some of the budding blooms for Papa later.She smiled, leaning down and smelling some of the daffodils. Her Papa was her dearest friend. Indeed, her only friend. They lived miles away from...

A French Girl In The Elevator In Toronto 8211 Part 2

Please read the previous part to understand this one. She poured two glasses of cabernet sauvignon, one for me and the other for herself. We sat facing each other on a three-seater sofa. We looked at each other and were sipping the wine. She took out a packet of cigarettes and asked if I smoke, I refused and told her that I don’t smoke cigarettes, I just smoke weed. She laughed and said ‘’I wouldn’t mind some either.” I told her that I could go to my place and get some to which she replied,...

French Maid

He paid no attention to her as she entered the room. He was used to the help being around him while he worked. He paid all of them well enough to do their work without bothering him. The maid would simply clean the room and then leave. Her perfume smelled different today, more like that of a young woman then someone who was fifty years old. This caused him to look up. In front of him was a very good looking woman, about 30 years old with a great body. She was wearing a maids outfit with a hem...

French Maid

He paid no attention to her as she entered the room. He was used to the help being around him while he worked. He paid all of them well enough to do their work without bothering him. The maid would simply clean the room and then leave. Her perfume smelled different today, more like that of a young woman then someone who was fifty years old. This caused him to look up. In front of him was a very good looking woman, about 30 years old with a great body. She was wearing a maids outfit with a hem...

The French Whore

He walked over to her, stroking his cock, while he eyed her luscious, young body. She had gorgeous, all-natural D-cup breasts, with big, round nipples. She was tall, about 5'11" with long, shapely legs. Her ass was firm and her waist tight. She had the sexy, thin arms of a model and she was tanned from modeling in the sun. Her face was round and cute like a c***d but she was 26 years old. Her neck was long and slender, her lips full, her eyes green. He loved how her long, curly brown hair...

The French Lady

The day was fading slowly, yielding to the dark of the night. I watched out of the window as the world outside lost its color and the shapes and forms merged together as the darkness took over. There was no reason for me to still stand at the window, staring out into a black nothingness. There was absolutely nothing to see outside anymore. Maybe it was the rhythmic clicking of the rails that mesmerized e into staying at the window. I was on my way to the south of France , to the town by the...

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Continuing my experience with my French friend

I was completely helpless now. I'd decided to let myself go, and now nothing was going to stop us. If this was the only chance that Julien and I had together, I was going to take it. I took off Julien's pants and threw them aside, watching his bulging cock emerge. I took it in my hands and slowly ran my tongue up and down the length of his shaft. I looked up and saw Julien wathching me, which turned me on even more. I wanted him to watch me while I pleased him. I started sucking on his cock,...

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A French Maid On Duty At New Years Eve

Hi! This is my second story on this site... in my first story, I told youabout my first experiences as a submissive french maid... a maid who wantsto do anything to please her master (I suggest to read that story first!).Being a maid, serving my master... That's what I like to do. Now this storyis more recent... it's about what happend on December 31 2004... on new yearseve! Some exciting things happened... I spend new years eve with a good friend of mine, and his girlfriend. I metthem years...

French Quarter Vampirette

I woke up in a cold sweat from another nightmare. It was always dark and foggy in them. For the past few weeks, I'd had a continuing nightmare of a mysterious woman lurking around me. I don’t know why I was worried. The woman was hot as hell and numerous times I had awoken with a hard cock. I figured I was dreaming of fucking her, but I could never remember that part with her. It made me nervous because I felt she looked familiar but in the same sense I’ve never seen her before. That’s why...

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French couple with a Indian Pakistani colleague

We are a French couple and lived in the UK for about 2 years. We moved to Manchester as I work there. My wife is a teacher and teaches languages. We have been married for 3 years. At work I made a lot of friends, and went to a number of weddings and nights out with them. One guy in particular I got quite close with as he was a part time car dealer. This was last year before covid. He was of Indian/Pakistani origin and was in Manchester for work only, and is originally from Huddersfield. He is...

Desmond And The French Connection Part 2

The Next Morning: ThursdayI woke up with half an erection and a pounding headache. I was in a strange bed wedged between two bodies. A woman's hand rested on my chest, and her light breathing warmed the back of my neck. She was spooning me, just as I was spooning the other woman. I had an arm around her with my hand on her tummy, holding her body against mine, my sleepy little rooster nestled happily between her cheeks.The feel of her crack cuddling my cock should have had me a lot harder, but...

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The French Kiss

Hannah was frustrated. She had come to Europe three weeks ago with her two best friends on vacation and had a wonderful time in England seeing the sights and exploring the cold grey streets of London before heading for Paris. They had gone to the Louvre, Eiffel Tower, and Notre Dame cathedral and loved it.But her friend, Louise, had taken off last night with a tall Frenchman and still hadn't returned to the hotel. They had planned a boat trip along the Seine river today but couldn't leave till...

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GIGOLO FOR A FRENCH COUPLE

Xxxxxxxxx The man with a French accent asked over the phone, “Can we make a booking with you for next Saturday afternoon? Your abilities and prowess have been highly recommended by some mutual clients. We are from France and we are in your country on business. We run a very successful fashion business and we have just done some huge deals with some of the big stores here. And we are bilingual and bisexual. The day after that we are returning home. And my partner loves having two men at the...

French MaidChapter 3

The following day I didn't need to start work until the evening. So for most of the day I spent with one of my close friends, not actually letting on what was happening at the hotel, but hinting to her. She seemed shocked. I didn't let on that I had taken an active role in any of the goings-on. When I arrived I was waiting at the dinner tables for the first couple of hours. Apart from one of the guests, who put his hand up the back of my short dress everytime I served him, the dinner was...

French MaidChapter 7

One morning at about 10 am I was sent up to a room with a feather duster of all things. I had the standard outfit on, black stockings, suspender belt, skimpy panties and bra, plus a French Maid's outfit. I knocked on the door and was told to enter. The man sitting there was dark haired and about 50 years old. He was slim and not so bad looking. He had a nice smile and was holding a newspaper in his hands. "I want you to do the dusting please," he told me, "But only in your...

French MaidChapter 9

It was about 9:30 one Monday morning when I was asked to go to a room on the top floor. I was told it was for some dictation, and I was to take a notepad and pencil. I found one in the office and headed upstairs. Entering the room I found a man in his early forties wearing a three-piece suit with shirt and tie. He had brown hair, fairly short and a pleasant face. He was medium weight and in the suit looked really good. "I need you to take some letters for me." He said ushering me into the...

French MaidChapter 10

Another day at the hotel, a Thursday in fact. The first three hours of my shift had been boring, just general maid duties, changing beds etc. But at eleven o'clock I was told that I had been requested to a room on the second floor. I knocked and a well-spoken voice belonging to a lady told me to come in. Opening the door I found a woman in her mid-forties, very well dressed and very elegant looking together with an older man. I guessed he was about sixty. He was white haired, fairly thin,...

French MaidChapter 11

One day, I'd had been on duty for several hours, just normal chamber maid work when I was told I had been requested by the Colonel on the top floor. I had previously seen the Colonel twice now. He was a dear old man, quite soft hearted, and I had found our two meetings a lot of fun. So I changed into a fresh uniform, the usual, French Maid dress, white stockings, suspender belt, bra and panties, and went up to his room. I was told to come in when I knocked and there he was sitting there....

French MaidChapter 15

I got to work at 8am one Thursday morning. We did the breakfast shift and sorted out all the washing. At 10 o'clock I was told I was wanted upstairs in my French Maid's outfit. I asked which room and was told the third floor linen cupboard! I asked Anna about this and she just said, "That'll be Freddie, he likes confined spaces." She smiled. "Don't worry, it's very quick usually." The actual room was only big enough for two people to stand in. It consisted mainly of shelves full of...

Carstairs of ArabiaChapter 11 My French connection

I like to think I’m a decent man. I don’t leer at women, not even when I’m absolutely sure they’re not watching. I don’t turn around to check out ‘cabooses’, I don’t call women ‘darling’ unless I know them very well indeed and by and large you can trust me with your daughter. Unless she’s REALLY insistent and/or has grown legs and breast that make Marilyn Monroe look like a coat hanger. But even then I try really, really hard to ignore that. But being in a country where women were nothing...

Doc and the French WhoreChapter 3

My shoulder was bothering me something fierce and I was certain they didn’t get the entire bullet out when they operated. I figured the projectile had shattered a bit when it hit my bone and a piece of the lead was still inside making me sore and feeling a mite bit tender on that side. Luckily, Kate showing me her new French undies took my mind off the pain and I made a point of pulling them down and spanking her good and proper right in front of Carmelita, the third leg of our nocturnal...

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