1. French Kiss


    Date: 11/11/2014, Categories: Anal, Author: Saucymh, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    “Fancy a walk? It’s a lovely night,” I asked. “Yes, I’d like that, but first I want you to kiss me again. Kiss me like you mean it.” My smile widened. My lips touched his, pressing down upon them as our kiss became deeper, more intimate. My hands ran down his back and came to rest on his own pert behind. I stroked it the way he was stroking mine. Jacques moved his body closer to mine and I could feel the heat from his cock as it began to engorge with blood, ready for round two. “We can’t do this again here,” he breathed. “Let’s take that walk then. Maybe you’ll kiss me on the beach under the silver moonlight?” Jacques gaped at me sending me into fits of giggles. “Joking!” I laughed. On impulse I kissed him again, long and deep. “What was that for?” he asked when we broke apart. I shrugged. “I don’t know. What can I say, you drive me wild!” “How wild?” he responded with a mischievous grin. “Very!” “Show me,” he goaded. “Now?” “If you like.” “Here?” “Hmm, maybe not.” “Too late, you hesitated!” “Lisa, don’t,” uttered Jacques nervously. “Fabien won’t be happy if he catches….” I placed a finger over Jacques lips. “I don’t care. Right now all I want to do is fuck you in the ass, like you fucked me! God, you have such a sexy ass!” “You what?! Lisa!” “Shut up and turn around!” I ordered. “Lisa no! I ….Ohhhh!” Jacques stopped protesting as my fingers found his tightly closed ass sphincter and began stroking it, gently. “Oh, Lisa,” “Should I stop?” I teased, taking my fingers away. ...
    “No, no, fuck no. Don’t stop. Fabien won’t come back for a while.” “I don’t care if he does,” I whispered. Jacques opened his legs a little and braced himself against the same beer barrel I’d leaned against. An aphrodisiacal aroma of testosterone emanated from his body filling my nostrils with its tantalisingly erotic odour. I breathed in deeply, loving the effect it had upon me. My pussy throbbed. My sexy French Canadian conquest let out a deep sigh as I stroked his exposed ass cheeks, dropped to my knees behind him and buried my face between those muscular pillows. My tongue found the puckered entrance to his ass and licked it. Jacques shuddered as my wet tongue caressed the delicate skin of his sphincter. His whole body pulsated at my touch. “God Lisa, you dirty slut!” he moaned. “Wank me, filthy whore. Jerk me off whilst you lick out my ass!” My cunt contracted the second he called me a “filthy whore.” Spasms of depraved longing consumed me. I could smell pre-cum and reaching through Jacques’ legs I found his penis fully engorged and primed for another climax. I took it firmly in my left hand and began to stroke it, easing back his foreskin and running my hand the whole length of his shaft. Jacques let out a groan and his ass hole opened allowing my tongue access. I slid it inside, running it around the smooth opening of his back passage. “Filthy whore!” Jacques repeated under his breath. Filthy? I hadn’t even started! I licked the fingers of my right hand and pressed them ...
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