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My French Vacation

By: kat4funn



Hi everyone. I just returned from a 17 day vacation in France. I hope you will enjoy my little story about the beginning of my sex vacation. I didn't plan on it being that type of excursion when I left, but it somehow it turned into one. So let me start this tale of debauchery on the first day I arrived. I hope you won't be too bored and read the whole story. A lot happened and this opened my vacation with a BANG!

I left at 3:45 pm on Friday for a long 10 plus hour flight on Air France. At least Maurice didn't have me fly economy but upgraded my seat, so I was comfortable on the way over. After I landed, I knew how much Maurice didn't like me wearing a bra, so I went to the restroom and took mine off. I also left the top 2 buttons of my blouse undone. I was wearing my tight fitting blue jeans with a long sleeve red, light weight, cotton blouse and my black loafers. I had a black jacket on, so you couldn't see my nipples protruding unless I wanted you too. 

After I got my luggage and went through customs, I looked around for Maurice and didn't see him. As I was standing around scanning the crowd becoming worried that he wasn't going to show, I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned around. There was this cute, muscular and tall hunk staring at me. He asked if I was Kathryn. I said I was. 

He was talking on a phone and I heard him say something to the person on the other end, about finding me. Then he handed me the cell phone. It was Maurice. He apologized for not meeting me. He told me that his friend Juri would take care of all my needs, until he could join me. He hoped it be tomorrow, but probably not until Monday. He didn't say why he was detained except it was a family matter. When we hung up, I went to give the phone back to Juri, but he told me to keep it for the duration on my vacation. I smiled and followed him to his car. 

As we drove into Paris, Juri talked non-stop about his life coming from Romania. Eventually I told him about mine life and how I became a licentious woman. He asked if I was hungry and I was. So we stopped at a café outside of Paris. It was hotter and muggier than I expected, so I took off my jacket. Forgetting that my nipples might be protruding from under the red cotton material, I notice Juri's staring right at my chest. I guess having the buttons undone wasn't a smart idea. Just when I was about to say something, Juri looked into my eyes with a lusty leering expression. 

"Kathryn! You are absolutely gorgeous", he exclaimed. I'm sure the tables around us stopped to look at me. Because he then whispered, "Maurice told me that you just love sex. I see why with such a lovely body. I hope I'm not being too bold to ask, if you would let me enjoy your gorgeous figure too."

Oh my! How should I answer that? I was already horny for hours on the flight in anticipation of pleasure, and he was very handsome and muscular. Something about him had me in heat. Smiling, I gave him my standard little sensual giggle and answered, "Juri, I wouldn't mind that at all. In fact, I'm becoming wet thinking about you." 

He laughed and as we ate lunch, we continued with the sexual innuendos and flirtations. My imagination just went wild, thinking of the hours of fun I was going to have feeling his big cock pulsating in me. After my second glass of red wine, we finally left for our naughty rendezvous. I held his arm rubbing my breast against it, as we strolled to his car. The drive over to Maurice's apartment was shorter than I remembered. He had his hand on my leg all the way over, which made me very amorous.

I remember Maurice's place very well. It was a quaint 2 bedroom apartment on the third floor. From his balcony you could see the Louver a few blocks away across the Seine River. I remembered walking to it the last time I was in town. I was very happy to be back. After all, it is the most romantic city in the world and I was looking forward to a very gratifying pleasurable time. That's why I abstained from sexual activity before the trip. I wanted to be very amorous when I was in Paris and Maurice promised me the trip would be unforgettable. I can only imagine what enjoyable naughty plans he had for me. 

As Juri carried my bags into the guest bedroom, I walked to the balcony, opened it up and leaned on the railing looking at the wonders of Paris. The people walking, the traffic, the smells of food from the café's and beauty of the builds, had me in total awe. I was more than ready for some romance.

Juri came over and put his arms around my waist and kissed my neck. I leaned my head back, closed my eyes and melted into his passion. As he nibbled my ear and gently blew into it, I pushed my ass back against his hardening bulge. Immediately, his hands roamed down my thighs with one slowly moving over to my Y. I gave out a little sigh of acceptance to his fondling. Quickly, he moved his hands up my body to my breast. Gently he rubbed my nipples through the cotton material. Taking my hands, I placed them on his and pushed them harder on my breast. I was moaning, while wiggling my ass against his cock and becoming very wet as he held me. 

Then he whispered with his sexy Romanian accent, "Kathryn, your body is so perfect. I would love for you to be my little nympho sex slave tonight. I guarantee a night of hot passion that you'll never forget."

He kissed my neck and rubbed has hands over my breast. I was so horny and thinking he just meant us all night enjoying each other. I moaned, "Yes Juri. Oh yes! I would love to have passion with you all night. I've been horny for weeks thinking about meeting a nice French man." 

As I said that, I turned to kiss him. Oh what a kiss. I loved it as our tongues danced in excitement making us both hot with desire. In a few minutes of passionate hot yummy kissing, he picked me up, carried me into my room and gently put me down on the bed. Sitting next to me, we kissed again. Afterwards he told me to take off my blouse. After I finished unbuttoning it, he stared lustfully at my boobs. He pulled me closer to him and gently began kissing one and then the other. His hand roamed to my pussy and began rubbing it, as he tantalized my nipples by sucking them. Then he told me to take off my pants. Moving across the bed, I kicked off my shoes and stood up. Slowly I unzipped my pants. I began to squirm, pulling the tight material down over my thighs until I got them off. There I stood with just my black thong on.

He moved to sit at the edge of the bed. Reaching for my hands, he pulled me on top of him. Facing him, I was sitting straight up on his lap. My legs were straddling his thighs with my breast plastered in his face. He began playing with them and sucking my nipples. Loving the feeling of my nipples being enticed, I put my arms around his neck and leaned back to enjoy his fondling. I could feel his bulge getting bigger and bigger. So I blurted, "Why don't you get undressed too!"

He gently pushed me off falling onto my ass. Quickly he stood and began undressing. His tee shirt was pulled off and he undid his pant. I loved his firm muscular toned chest and nice abs. Once they were off, his cock was peeking out from under his boxer shorts. I moved closer to the edge of the bed and he moved forward. I took his shorts and pulled them down to his ankles. There was his long throbbing cock staring at me. I gently took it in my hand and started to lick the head of it. His big balls were dangling down, as I sucked on his enlarged extremity. I reached for them and gently played a few minutes with them. As I sucked on him, he reached behind my head, making me take all of it down my throat. I gagged a little, as he pumped my mouth. 

Then he blurted, "I'm going fuck your mouth until you make me cum, Kathryn. I hope you like swallowing." He gave out a little chuckle at the end of his comment. 

Tightly holding my head, he pumped my mouth making me gag for air. Every so often he pulled out to let me breath. When he did, I took the opportunity to take a depth breath. Then he would push it back into my mouth. After some time, I heard him loudly grunting so I knew what was next. Without warning, I felt his sticky goo began shooting in my mouth and down my throat. Some even drip out on my chin. He held my head tight as he spewed his semen. When he was finally finished squirting, he pulled back out. I had a jism drenched smile on my face and seeing his eyes now twinkling, gave me a rush of satisfaction. 

Looking down at me he said, "Maurice said you are a good little cock sucker, but I disagree. You are a fantastic cock sucker. You really enjoyed doing that too, didn't you?"

As I took my fingers whipping his cum off my chin, I put it to my mouth and sucked it off them. I leaned back on my arms with my legs spread open, giggled and answered, "Oh yeah! I love making a guy cum that way. But I hope you are going to return the favor." 

Taking one hand, I placed it under my thong and began rubbing my pussy. I was so wet with desire. As I bit my lower lip with my "fuck me" expression, he got the hint and jumped immediately on the bed. Pushing me on my back, he took two hands and yanked off my panty. Then he pushed my legs far apart and stared at my pulsating pud of wetness that was begging to be licked. Moving forward, he took two fingers and began rubbing my wet slit. 

He looked at me and said, "Is this what you want?" I moaned it was. Then he asked, "So you are going to be my sex nympho tonight, doing everything I ask you too?" 

I was so horny, so I blurted, "Oh yes! I want to feel you in me so bad. I'll do anything you want." 

He laughed and replied, "Don't worry my gorgeous little nympho; I'm make sure you get all of the loving I can get you." The comment should have given me concern, but I was oversexed and it didn't register.

Lowering his head in between my legs, he began a nonstop lick-a-thon, making me super horny. His fingers were at the entrance of my vagina rubbing my wet lips, but for some reason he did not finger bang me. His tongue was flicking my clit and I was moving my hips, as I enjoyed his oral skills. I took one hand and pushed his head harder on my pussy and with the other I began pulling on my nipples. Soon I had both hands on my breast tantalizing them, as he expertly feasted on my clit. After some time, I began shaking with a fantastic orgasm drenching his mouth. I came so hard, but he didn't stop stimulating my sopping slit. Soon I was building up into another massive display of happiness.

I moaned, "Oh My God! You make me so fucking hot. I'm cuming again. Yes! Yes! Don't stop Juri! It feels so good! Oh my god, I want to be fucked so badly!""

As I shivered in orgasmic bliss, I had my legs tightly against his head. When I finished my display of elation, he stopped his play and sat up. Looking at me subsiding from my orgasm he said, "You taste so sweet. I love eating you. Don't worry Kathryn; we have all night to, as you say, fuck your hot pussy. But you should rest a little before we go clubbing tonight. I wouldn't want to wear you out just yet."

He sat next to me and told me he had an errand to run and for me to take a nap. Kissing my cheek, I snuggled with a pillow. It was easy to fall asleep. I guess I was more tired than I thought. I was still somewhat horny and disappointed that I didn't get to feel his raging cock buried in me. But then I thought that he was just recharging and he did promise me a night of sexual bliss. So I fell asleep dreaming of his cock being in me. 

I don't know how long I was asleep, but I awoke feeling Juri's hands on my shoulders with him whispering to wake up. I was lying on my stomach, as his hands began rubbing my back working down to my butt. As he massaged me, he kept telling me what a beautiful firm body I had. Then he took one hand and pushed it in my butt crack, until his fingers were riming my hole. As he did, he asked if I liked anal sex too. I answered I did at times. Laughing, he told me I needed to prepare and asked how I usually did that. When his thumb reached my pussy, I was becoming very wet and raised my butt up. Moaning from pleasure, I answered that I usually give myself an enema. He laughed again and removed his hand. Then I felt a rubber tube going into my ass opening. I felt the liquid being discharged into me, as he told me to lay steady. When he finished, he put an anal plug in me and told me to just relax. 

He continued rubbing my back, shoulders and neck again, as the liquid churned in me. As he worked his way down my lower back to my butt and legs, he kept telling me that I was going to have lots of fun clubbing tonight. His nice soft voice relaxed me and put me at ease. Then he told me that my legs were starting to get a little stubbly and if I didn't mind him taking care of that for me. I told him that would be nice. He got off the bed and in a few minutes came back in. I heard him opening a jar and then felt this cooling lotion being rubbed on my legs. It tingled and felt great. Then he had me turn over and rubbed the lotion on the front of my legs. Taking my arms, he did the same thing to each of them. As I lay on my back, he took some more lotion and gently dabbed it around my pussy lips and above it. The tingling that I was sensing eventually turned into a hot sensation. He asked how I was feeling and I told him that I was becoming hot. He left the lotion on my legs and arms, but removed it with a wet towel off my pussy area. Then I told him that the enema was ready. He laughed and directed me to take a long shower and rinse off the lotion thoroughly, after I finished my task with the enema. 

Some 30 minutes later I came out all squeaky clean. My legs and arms were so smooth and shinning. Even with the closest shave, my legs never looked or felt so nice. He looked at me and exclaimed, "Wow! What a beautiful woman you are Kathryn. How are you feeling?" 

I looked in the mirror and I was absolutely glistening. I felt very amorous too, but also somewhat hungry. So I told him that I needed to eat something before we went out clubbing. He chuckled that I needed to dress first. I went to my suitcase and noticed they were empty. As he loudly laughed, he told me that he unpacked me and all of my clothes are hanging up or in the dresser. 

When I went to the closest to get a dress, Juri blurted, "Kathryn I saw the perfect dress for tonight. I hope you don't mind, but I bought it for you to wear." 

Taking my hand he pulled me to the other room. There hanging up on a hook near the kitchen was this cute back silk dress. He asked if I was a size two and I said I was. When I went for it, he stopped and told me to put this on first. He took a bag off the counter and pulled out this skimpy black G-string sheer panty. I took it and put it on. The strings were so thin that it felt like I wasn't even wearing a panty. He walked over to me and turned me around to see how it fit in my butt. Turning me back to face him, he took his hand and began fingering my pussy, easily making it very juicy. 

He laughed and said, "Oh yes Kathryn, very easy to get into you without removing it."

Finally, I got to try on this adoring little dress. It was a backless, halter dress that tied around my neck. No zippers just the one tie. It felt very lite and soft. The lite material draped down off my boobs leaving my chest bare all the way down to my belly button. The length was very short, maybe a few inches below my ass. I knew sitting would be difficult. It felt like I wasn't wearing anything at all. He walked over, put his hands under the material that was barely covering my boobs, and moved it to the side. 

He smiled as he stood back looking at my bare breast and said, "Oh yes! That is exactly how I imagined you would be looking like."

I walked over to the mirror and looked at myself. Adjusting the little material over my breast, made my nipples protrude from under the black silk. I turned to look at my back, which looked so sultry but in a classy way. Then Juri gave my black stilettos that I brought along. Oh now I looked even more alluring. He told me to smile and with that cheap phone he gave me, took some photos of me posing. Afterwards we went to get something to eat. 

Dinner went well at the Eiffel tower restaurant. I had a lot of stares as we walked to and from the place. Afterwards we went up to the top and I had a nice view of the city then back to the cab stand. 

We finally got a cab to go clubbing. The driver was a Middle Eastern looking guy. I sat in the middle of the back seat and looked in the mirror as Juri told him to go to Saint Denis Arch. The guy looked at me with a leer and said something in French. So he and Juri had conversation before we left. As we drove, the guy kept glancing back at me in the mirror. It was kind of creepy. Once we got to this arch, he turned up St. Denis Street. I looked out the window and saw some skimpy clad girls in doorways of bars and buildings. It was like they lined both sides of the street. He drove slowly up the street as Juri keep looking out for something. Suddenly, he told the guy to stop. The driver watched me slide across to seat as I got out. I stood on the side walk and looked around, while Juri talked to the driver. 

I could tell that we weren't in the best part of town. As I stood there, I heard a woman yelling at me. I turned to look at this older haggard looking woman dressed in revealing outfit that left little to your imagination. Juri quickly yelled back and took my arm. I asked what that was about. Juri chuckled and told me that she was worried that I was going to take her spot. We walked two stores down and into this narrow alleyway. All I could see ahead, was this bright red light shining on the side of the building.

As we approached it, Juri said, "Now remember Kathryn, you did agree twice to be my little nympho sex slave tonight and do anything I asked. Before we go in, I need to know if you are going to honor your promise." 

Holding his arm tightly with both hands, I was becoming apprehensive about the place. Sheepishly, I answered, "But I thought it was going to be just us, when I agreed to that." He didn't say anything, so I gave out a sigh of reluctance and said, "I just don't want to be gang banged. Okay?"

He laughed and told me nothing like that would happen and it's just a fun place to let loose. More chuckling as he disclosed that it was Maurice's idea to take me there. He hoped I would like the atmosphere and want to experience other such similar venues as you travel through France. 

Telling me it was Maurice's idea, put me at ease. So I leaned my head on his shoulder and sheepishly accepted by saying, "Okay! I'll have fun and do what you ask me too." He kissed the top of my head.

The guy at the door seemed nice and Juri gave him some money to enter. I tightly held onto Juri's arm as we walked down the narrow stairs. Once at the bottom it opened into a large smoke filed room. There were booths around the two side walls with small tables and chairs scattered around the floor. There was along curtain covering the back wall. In the center was a small circle stage with a pole. A spot light was shining on a girl dancing around the pole. Many guys were seated around the stage looking up at her. She was naked except stockings and a garter belt. As she squatted, opening her legs for them to see her bare pussy, guys were putting money on the stage. She even went to one guy who put a lot of money down and put her legs over his shoulders with her pussy plastered in his face. He touched it and played with it until she moved to another guy. The uneasiness feeling I had, completely disappeared. This was just a strip club and he probably wanted me to pole dance too.

We walked over to the bar that was to the right of the stairs. There was a couple of bar stools open and we sat down. Juri pointed to the Ladies the rest room down a dark hall at the bottom of the stairs. Then I turned to the bartender, when he asked what we wanted to drink. I said a Martini and Juri chimed in telling him to make it a double. I guess he was right. I would need a little encouragement if I was going up on that stage. The bartender asked Juri if I would need any Sugar. Juri said two cubes to start. 


My French Vacation Ch. 02



Hi everyone! Thank you for all of the nice comments from reading my first France story. I hope you like the rest of it. I may even write a third part, if this one gets too long. Let's continue from the first part. 

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After Scott ran into me at Monet's Water Lilly museum, we decided to explore another museum together. He was really nice and respectful, and didn't even mention our sex session the night before. It was like finding a new friend, although I was still a somewhat aroused from just being with him. He was very cute and friendly. Whenever we brushed against each other, it gave me goose bumps. So we walked the six blocks to Rodin's museum where they have his Thinker sculptor. I was in awe over the grounds and all of his works. But looking at his sculptures, I realized he was a huge womanizer even though he was married. Scott commented that some of his nudes looked like my body. He was joking when he suggested that I had modeled for him. All of a sudden, my mind wandered to thinking about last night. Oh My God! I was still hot from last night.

After we left, we went for a bite to eat at a café that we passed walking over. We talked and split a bottle of wine, when our conversation changed to sexual innuendos. Actually I started the naughty talk. As we were eating, his friend Alex walked up and sat down. He looked at me and said, "Scotty, you weren't lying. This is the girl from last night. Wow!" 

Turning to me, he took my hand and kissed it and said, "You are more beautiful today then in the dim light of last night. So what are we doing today?" What a loaded question!

Oh my! I had sex with both of them the night before. I was wondering why he showed up, but was becoming very wet remembering his big cock plowing in and out of me. So curiously I answered, "So Alex, it's nice seeing you again, but why are you here? What do you want?" 

He laughed and so did Scott, but Alex replied, "Well Kathryn, Scotty texted me that he ran into a very beautiful girl and said it was Kathryn from last night. I didn't believe him, so I had to see for myself."

Then Scott laughed and chimed in, "Oh that's not totally true Kathryn. He wanted to see what you really looked like with clothes on and if you were still available for sex. He thought you were extremely talented last night and he wants more." 

They barked at each other for a few minutes until I teasingly said, "Boys, boys, no need to argue. If you want to have sex with me again, just ask. But I want both of you at the same time. Are you guys' man enough to do a threesome?" I giggled after I said it figuring they wouldn't want to, but I was so wrong. 

I don't know why I said that, but it was probably the bottle of wine I drank beforehand or the heat engulfing my pussy. For some reason, I was still horny, but not as hot as last night. It shut them up and they both looked at me with lusty smiles. Scott asked if I really meant it and I said I did. Then the food came and we quietly ate and drank wine for over an hour. Finally Alex asked how much and where. Well Maurice's place was only a few blocks away and I had 3 hours before I had to be home, so I figured it was alright to have fun there. As too how much, I asked what they would like to pay. They looked at each other and Alex asked if 200 euros a piece were okay. I really wanted them and didn't care about the money, so I smiled and said that would be fine. We quickly left and hurriedly walked hand and hand to the flat.

As I walked in, I was happy to see that no one was there. So we had the place all to ourselves. So we all got comfortable on the couch with me sitting in between them. I took off my blouse, but left the bra on and kissed Scott. Then turned and kissed Alex. Scott was by far the better kisser. I put both hands on their crouches and began rubbing their already hardening cocks. While I was doing that, they each started rubbing my breasts and soon the bra was removed. When I kissed one, the other would play with my nipples. Soon they were erect and I was becoming very stimulated. We continued kissing and fondling as they unzipped my shorts. I laughed and asked, if it would be better to move into the bedroom. Once up, we all stripped and by the time we made the bed, we were all naked.

I jumped on the bed first and sat on my ass with my legs tightly together, bent at my knees, and folded up to my chest. They each squirmed onto the bed and knelt next to me. Each took one of my legs, pulled it flat and spread them apart. They paused as they looked at my wet glistening pussy, begging them to take me. Scott told Alex that he could go first because he wanted me to suck on his cock. I guess I didn't do a lot of that last night. So Scott pushed me flat on my back and pushed the tip of his cock in my mouth. I took a hand and began holding it as I licked the head. Alex, meanwhile, moved to kneel in between my legs and touched my wet slit. 

As he played with my clit he blurted, "Scotty, she is drenched. Maybe we had her all wrong last night. She seems to be enjoying this."

I tried to say that I did enjoy them last night too, but it was grabbled from Scott's cock. As Alex played with my clit and fingered me, I began moving my hips enjoying his probing. After some time, I felt Alex pushing his large extremity into me. Oh I forgot how big this guy was. So I stopped sucking on Scott, sat up on my arms and watched him going in me. 

Tilting my head back I moaned, "Oh that feels so good. You're huge so go slow. Ah! That's it! Ah!"

Then Scott pushed me back down as Alex began fucking me. That felt fantastic as I enjoyed him thrusting into my flesh. Many minutes went by when Scott wanted a turn. So they traded places. Reluctantly Alex pulled out of me and Scott took his place. As he pushed into me, he blurted something about me being soaked and I commented on already having two orgasms. He laughed and proceeded to ravish me for a long time until he pulled out to cum. When he began squirting his yummy cum on my face, I took his cock to my mouth and sucked him dry. Alex jumped back in between my legs and began his nonstop pumping of my wanting hole. I moaned in such delight. Soon it was his turn to unload on my face. With my mouth wide open, I tried to drink as much as I could. When finished, we all laid back to rest. 

After a few minutes, I went to clean up. When I came back out, I asked if anyone wanted a glass of wine. So we drank wine and talked for about 40 minutes. We relived last night and laughed at some of the sexual encounters I had. I told them that they were the only ones I had enjoyed last night. It was just a little white lie. So I reached for their cocks for another love session. They responded like they should. Hard pulsating cocks getting ready to plunge into my wet slit. Oh yes, it was going to feel real good.

As I sucked on each one, Alex asked if he could do my ass. I smiled and said he could. So I sat on top of Alex, facing out and slowly guided his hard cock up my ass. It took a few minutes to completely stretch from that huge thing, but felt good as I bounced on and off him. Scott watched me having fun with Alex's cock and I motioned him to come over. I told him that I wanted to feel his penis buried in my pussy too. Scott came over and began pushing his manhood into my pussy. I knew this was going to feel great too. I love being doubled and it's been a long time since it happened. I was right about how fervent I was with two cocks in me. 

They made me moan, "Oh my god! You guys feel so hard in me. Oh yes, I love it. Ah yes, yes, yes!"

With both of them pumping my holes, I closed my eyes and began having a few orgasms right in a row. It felt wonderful and I knew they both were enjoying me too. I don't how long we all were in sexual bliss but no one heard anyone coming in. It was only after Scott began squirting inside me that he turned to see Juri and Maurice watching us. As he did, he blurted, "Ah shit. I hope you aren't a jealous guy." 

Thinking he was talking about me, I opened my eyes and saw them staring at me with huge grins across their faces. As I bounced speedily up and down on Alex' cock, Maurice uttered, "It's okay Kathryn. I love watching you getting hammered. You look so lovely fucking." 

Juri laughed and blurted, "I see the sugar still is having an effect on you. I bet you could fuck again all night too?" 

I didn't know how to respond. I mean Alex felt so good in my ass and I was thoroughly enjoying myself. I really loved the exhilarating sexual ride being on top of Alex.

That's when Alex opened his eyes and look out at them. Immediately, he pushed me off. As he went to get up, Maurice asked if he wanted to finish me. He seemed squeamish, but answered he did. So Maurice told him to do me while I was on all fours. I knelt with my ass in the air and helped Alex pushed back in my ass. Soon he was pounding as fast as he could. But Maurice decided to take a few photos of me getting sodomized. It wasn't long before Alex unleashed his sperm in me. When finished, he quickly pulled out, making some of his semen drip down on my pussy. 

Scott was already dressed and Juri was asking for money. Without saying anything, they quickly left. Luckily, I gave him my email address earlier, so we can keep in touch once back in the States. I would like to hook up again with Scott. Maurice sat down next to me and saw their spew leaking from my well fucked holes. He grabbed a towel and had me push their goo out onto it, as he took a few photos. 

Then he said, "That was a nice surprise to come home too. Watching my cute little nympho Kathryn having sex, just validates my perception of you. Now I know you're going to have so much fun on this trip. I doubt if I have to talk you into anything. Now will I?" 

With my legs still wide apart and a puddle of cum on the towel I teasingly answered, "Well that depends on how cute the guys are." He laughed and so did Juri. Then he told me to clean up and get dressed for our evening out. 

I came out dressed in my pink sleeves long dress without a bra. It was sexy without being too revealing except for the outline of my nipples peeking out from under the cotton material. We took a cab to the dock next to the Eiffel Tower. Once on the boat and seated, a bottle of Champagne was opened. I had a very romantic dinner as were cruised up and back on the Seine River. We talked about what I wanted to see while in France. The palace at Versailles, Nice on the French Rivera and the Bordeaux wine region came up. He smiled and told me that we were going to the palace tomorrow. My eyes began twinkling but then he mentioned his family and his son's arrested. He seemed a little depressed, when he stated the 10000 euros needed for his defense. He seemed sad when he began explaining the details. So now he couldn't show me the fun time that was planned, because of being strapped for cash. I leaned over and gave him a big hug and asked if there was anything I could do to help. Maybe I shouldn't have asked him that question; because I should have realized the answer he was leading up to.

He turned to me, took my hands and looked deep into my eyes with his sad puppy dog look and said, "Well I don't really want to ask, but do you think you could be an escort for the time you are here? After I saw you with those guys, I thought it would be something you would enjoy doing. It would be a new experience of seeing France as a courtesan." 

Well I don't know if it was the champagne, the romantic dinner or his sad expression, but without really thinking it through I excitedly answered, "Really! You want me to be an escort here in France?" A pause and I continued, "I would love too and sounds like a fun way to help. But do I still get to do some tourist things and is it legal?"

He smiled and his eyes began twinkling like I had saved him from this huge dilemma. He then answered, "Yes it's completely legal as long as I don't pimp you. That's why Juri created a site advertising you as an escort. After he told me about your performance last night, I knew you would love experiencing France this way. Was I wrong?"

Actually I was a little surprised that he assumed I would say okay, but also elated he did. So I asked him how he got photos of me. He laughed and told that he is using the photos from my trip last year. Oh my! In some of those, I was naked. We laughed and made a toast to my new adventures. It didn't dawn on me to exactly what I got myself in for, but then this wouldn't be a naughty story to tell if I had said no. 

When we went to the cab stand and got a cab to drive us back to the apartment, I looked at the driver. Oh my god! It was the same mid-eastern guy from last night. He smiled at me and I grinned back. What were the chances that happening. Once back at the apartment, we kissed and stripped each other like two kids in heat. I wanted to feel that big cock of his in me, before I started on my sexual undertaking. 

I was on my back at the edge of the bed. Maurice had my legs pushed up over my body, while he stood in between them. His raging hard cock was deep inside me, as he slowly thrust in and out. As he did, he kept asking me how he felt. In between my signs of pleasure, I told him he felt great in me and I have always loved him making love to me. He chuckled and told me that I had a very tight pussy even after all those guys took me the night before. I just moaned to fuck me and how good he felt in me. I loved his 8" manhood pumping me to one orgasm after another. After some time, he told me to turn over on all fours. I did and propped my ass up in the air.

When he pushed back into my drenched wanting hole, he grunted about visualizing all of the other guys fucking me and stretching my pussy out. He kept telling me how horny he is, thinking of them fucking me. He sighed and groaned as he began to speedily ravish my body. Reaching under me, he yanked on my nipples which made me moan with delight. I immediately came with my third orgasm. With a rush of my juices engulfing his cock, I began quivering in pleasure. As he kept grinding in me, he blurted about what an exquisite, made for pleasure, body I had. As I was still shaking from my huge unleashing, he took my hips and started to move me speedily off and on his cock. He was grunting and I began to feel him squirting a load of cum deep inside me. 

As he held my hips tightly on his cock, he said, "Oh this feels so good. I wish I could watch you getting fucked when on a date. I would love seeing your body trembling in ecstasy from all of those guys. Just thinking of you doing that for me makes me feel very privileged. I promise it will be fun and you can quit anytime you want." 

After he said that, he told me that he was still very hard. So instead of pulling out and resting for a few minutes, he began pumping me again. I really liked that he did too. He told me that he had been saving up for a few weeks to make sure he would be horny for me. I love it when a guy does that. So for some time we continued our love feast, until I came a few more times and he shot another load in me. 

As we held each other he whispered, "I love you Kathryn. I love being with you. I love your hot body. I love your desire to please me. I also am going to love watching all of those guys fucking you." He kissed my neck and I fell asleep with his arms around me. 

The next day we woke up early to get ready for our trip to the Palace at Versailles. Maurice had me pack an overnight bag with a sexy outfit. But since the weather changed to possible showers, I wore my tight blue jeans and a black t-shirt with my walking loafers. Once in his cute little yellow Renault Clio, we stopped for coffee and a croissant. I ate as we drove to the palace. It took us about 45 minutes to get there and find a parking spot. I was in awe at this spectacular abode that the kings lived in. The palace was huge and very ornate. The history was fantastic. By the time we made it to the grounds and gardens it was after lunch. They had a nice spot to buy sandwiches and we ate in the garden area. While we eating, his phone rang. He talked in French, so I didn't know what was said. When he finished the conversation and hung up, he turned to me and smiled.

"Kathryn my hot little nympho, (he liked calling me that the whole trip), you have a nice date tonight." 

I looked up at him with a startled look of disappointment and asked, "You mean I don't get to spend the night with you again? I really was looking forward to having some romance with you." 

He put his arm around me and looked into my sad eyes and answered, "It will be alright Kathryn. He's taking you to a gala and is going to paying 1000 euros for your company. You probably won't even have to have sex. He just wants to be seen with a gorgeous girl. So just go have some fun." 

Well I smiled, hugged him and asked what time. He told me 6 to mid-night and he'll have his driver take me back to Paris. It was what I agreed to last night, but didn't think it would happen so soon. At least I had three hours to prepare and have fun roaming Versailles. 

We spent another hour at the palace and then went to get a drink. I needed a Marini to relax me. When it was time, he drove me to this white house behind an iron fence. We went up and a middle aged thin guy answered. He told us to come in, picked up a phone and called to someone, telling him I was here. This older, balding, big guy came down the stairs. I don't know if he was fat or just wide built like a football player. He looked at me and smiled. Taking my hand, he kissed it and said I was very "Tres Bella". He said his name was Maxima, but people called him Max, and had a great evening planned. I asked where I could change and he told Lamar, his butler, to show me where to dress. As I walked up stairs, I could hear Maurice asking for my fee. Then he said something again in French, as I went into an empty bedroom and began unpacking my bag.

Some 45 minutes later I was washed, dressed and all sexy in my black dress that I brought from home. It wasn't real short, but the length was a few inches above my knee. It had thin spaghetti straps and low cut so my cleavage would be seen. I had my comfortable classy black heels, so not to look like a hooker by wearing stilettos. When I came out, Max grinned and told me I looked ravishing. Then off in his S class Mercedes with Lamar driving us to our outing. 

We turned into this drive to this large building all in white that looked like a palace but was just a hotel. The grounds were large with a hedge labyrinth and gardens. He stopped in front and opened the car door for us. The place was crowded and when I got out I felt like everyone was staring at me. Once inside the ornate hotel, I was inspired by the shinning marble black and white checker floor and huge crystal chandeliers. I thought I was a princes going to her first ball. I tightly held Max's arm, as we slowly meandered to the ball room. My eyes were looking around like a school girl trying to see everything for the first time. Once inside, he checked in and they all were glad to see him. I was like an object on his arm as a lot of people wanted his attention. He was a gentleman and introduced me to everyone as his associate, but I felt everyone knew I was an escort. I could tell by the way the women looked at me. I could describe the evening in great detail, but that would take too long. So here are a few exerts. 

We had cocktails and I was becoming a little tipsy. When Max went with a few men to talk in private, a nice looking guy came over. He was blunt and said, "You know we never buy his story concerning the women he brings to these events. You are the best looking one so far. So what are you, an escort or something else?"

I was a little surprised at him saying that, so I blurted, "Excuse me!" 




My French Vacation Ch. 02



He laughed and again reiterated his question but added, "I just want to know because when he gets up to speak, I would love to take you back to my room for some fun. I can pay you, say 200 euros!" 

Now what should I do. We hadn't eaten yet and I had a few to many drinks so, I asked if Max would notice. He laughed and answered, "Bella, he'll talk for at least 40 minutes and that will be enough time for me to explore you. I know you're not French, maybe an American tourist along for the ride. So what do you say? It will be extra money!" 

Well he was kind of cute and Maurice did say I wouldn't have to have sex with Max, so why not. That's what I was doing here anyway. So I agreed. He told me that when he gets up to speak, tell him that I have to powder my nose and will be back. Then he will meet me in the hall. I smiled and he left just before Max came back. 

So the night dragged on and I was bored to death. Dinner, awards, auction and some dry humor. Most was in French, so I didn't even know what they were talking about. I couldn't wait to leave for some well-earned sex. Finally he was called on for the speech. When he went to leave I grabbed his arm and said, "Darling I have to powder my nose. Is it okay to miss your talk?" 

He smiled and told me it was alright and knew I was bored. So I got up with him and left. I felt all eyes were on me, as I departed. 

The guy was waiting for me in the hall. He took me in his arms and kissed me. Then he escorted down the hall. Instead of going into his room, he stopped at a door, opened it and pulled me in. We were now in a large empty ballroom. The only light was coming from the outside through the large picture windows. With his arm around my waist he took me to the windows and told me to look out. There was the palace on the hill all lit up. It was beautiful. He told me what better place to make love to a beautiful women then looking out at the palace. I felt my dress being unzipped. Then he pulled the straps over my arms and let it fall to the ground. He stood admiring my form, as I stepped out of it.

"Oh yes, you are very beautiful Kathryn," he whispered. Then he came close and kissed me.

Oh I needed that very passionate kiss. Our tongues danced in sexual excitement as our lips meshed eagerly together. When we broke for air he sighed, "Just how I imagined your lips would feel. Soft and wanting." 

We kissed again as his hands roamed over my ass. Then he pulled the panty down and I stepped out of it. Pulling me down to the floor, we kissed again. When we broke for air, I immediately sat up and went to unbuckle his pants. It was my turn to unzip his trousers and pull them down to his ankles. His hard throbbing cock was peeking through his boxers, so I grabbed it and pulled it all the way out. 

As I massaged his penis to rock hard state, I sensually said, "Ah, I bet this feels good. It's just what I want to feel, your nice hard manhood pulsating in me." 

He didn't say much put pushed me down on my back and with his knees pushed my legs wide apart. Kneeling in between them, he stared at my pussy. My hips were slowly moving like I was having sex and I motioned with my hands for him to take me. He leaned forward and I grabbed his cock and guided it into my wanting hot box. As he pushed into me, I moaned in delight with the wonderful sensation of his cock just at my vagina entrance. I love the feeling of a hard cock being pushed in me for the first time. The feeling of lust just before the pumping starts, gives me a rush of sexual adrenaline. I've always wondered if a guy feels the same way. It didn't take long until he was all the way in me. 

Leaning over me with his hands next to my shoulders, he looked into my eyes and sighed, "You feel so good Kathryn; nice and tight, and very wet." Then he kissed me and began to slowly pump me.

He felt fantastic. I spread my legs farther apart and moved them up my body, so I could feel him deeper in me. He moved up and began playing with my boobs, as I moved with this thrusting. He told me I looked exquisite being stimulated in unison with him. I was moaning in bliss, when he began to speed up. As he did, I murmured how good he felt in me and to fuck me harder. He smiled with our eyes being locked onto each other. Then he speedily pumped me into a huge orgasm. As I shook in ecstasy, he blurted something about cuming too and asked where he could dump his semen. I was still in orgasmic bliss and told him I didn't care. Faster and faster he fucked my hot wanting box, until I felt him began spewing his load deep inside me. Pushing toward his cock as he held my hips, I let him squirt his sperm in me and it felt terrific. When he finished, he fell on top of me and lay there a few minutes. 

Then I whispered, "Are you okay?"

He sat up with a huge grin across his face and replied, "Oh yes Kathryn. I'm very okay. It's been awhile between women, so you were a life saver. You are so nice to let me take you like that." 

He kissed me again and pulled out of me taking some of his massive load of cum with him. Then he quickly pulled up his trousers. Standing over me he helped me up and gave me my panty and dress. I put the dress on, but just took the panty. Then we quickly left with both of us trying to find a rest room. As I cleaned up and dumped what seemed like a gallon of sperm, I put my panty back on. Rushing back to the ball room, Max was just finishing his speech. Then the evening gala event was over. 

It took some time to get out of the event, because a lot of people stopped Max thanking him. After Lamar opened the car door and I squirmed in, he stopped Max and whispered something in his ear. Max immediately looked at me with a nasty glare, but quickly turned it into a smile. He had me sit in the middle of the back seat and cuddled next to him. As we began driving back to the house, he pulled my dress up to my waist. While telling me how beautiful I was, he began rubbing my leg and spreading them apart. He kissed me. Oh my god! It was like kissing a wet seal. Yuck! His hand found my pussy and it was still wet from having fantastic sex with the stranger, which I didn't even get his name. 

As he rubbed my pussy making it even wetter, he told me to spread my legs farther apart. When I did, he stopped rubbing me and quickly yanked off my panty. Suddenly he took his hand away and asked, "So Lamar, do you like the look of Kathryn's whore pussy?"

I could see Lamar looking into his rear view mirror and nodding yes. Then he said to him, "We should take her to Emile's and let continue with her whoring ways there." Lamar laughed and agreed with him. 

I was in shock and wondered what he meant. Suddenly, he turned to me and blurted, "You brought this on yourself Kathryn. Lamar saw you fucking Andre my longtime adversary. That deed negates our deal. Here is the new one. Since you went behind my back to another guy while on my dime, you have to willingly fuck guys at Emile's for money to pay back the 1000 euros; or I'll demand it back from Maurice. I'm sure he would do much worst to you then having you work it off for me. Emile's brothel is high class, so you should be able to work it off quickly."

I was quiet thinking of an answer, but really didn't have one. I was angry at myself. I didn't have to have sex with André, but it felt wonderful. So I guess it would be just easier to pay back Max. So I took the 200 euros from my purse and gave it to him and ask, "Here is part of the money I owe you. So how many guys would I have to have sex with to finish paying you back?"

Max laughed and told just enough to pay back the money. Well at least I didn't have to fuck him. So I agreed. As we drove, Max took a bottle of some white pills and took one out. He gave it to me and told me to swallow it. I asked what it was and he told me it was something to loosen me up, making me have more fun. I asked again and he told me to open my mouth. Then he told me it wouldn't hurt me, just make me happy and he called it X. So I opened my mouth and he placed it on my tongue. I swallowed it. 

It was a long drive into Paris. We finally arrived at this dark colored building. I don't know exactly where I was. When I got out of the car, I felt a little tipsy like drinking too much but very happy. I was giggling when I almost fell. Lamar held me up and the three of us walked into this dark seedy looking place. It was smoky and I could hear music playing. A big guy met us and Max asked to see Emile. He let us go through and I was now in this large room with some skimpy glad girls sitting around. There were a few guys talking to them. They spoke in French so I didn't know what was being said, but I caught a few things. It took about 10 minutes of discussion but finally Emile gave Max some money and they left without me. I heard Lamar telling Emile about picking me back up at 2 and Emile barked back that I would be there longer if needed. 

Emile took my arm and said, "I understand that you were a bad little whore tonight. Well your mistake is my gain. I paid your debt, so now you'll have to double my money to make it worthwhile. There is a party coming in soon and you will be their whore for the night. If you are good and do what they want, I'll reward you with some money so you won't go home empty handed. Okay Kathryn?" 

What could I say but yes. I wasn't in any condition to argue. I was feeling very amorous, probably from the pill, and didn't care. He took me up stairs and removed my dress. Then he had me put on this black thong and black sheer top. It had no back and just tied around my neck. It fell loosely barely covering my boobs to my belly. He told me to wait in the room and he would come get me when the group came. 

Sitting in a chair, I closed my eyes to experience the feeling of euphoria I was now engulfed in. I began having sexual thoughts recalling Saturday night and becoming hot from the memories. I don't know how long I was in dream land, but eventually Emile came back to get me. He brought me out and into another large room. There was a couch with a white sheet on it and a pad on the floor. I think there were 6 black guys in there but could have been more. Emile whispered that they were a visiting soccer team in town for a tournament, so treat them nicely. Then he left. 

One guy pulled me to the center of the room and they started talking to me. I didn't understand anything he said, until someone said something in English. I answered that comment. One guy asked if it was true that they could fuck both of my holes and do anything they wanted to me. I said it was true, but then asked not to be hurt. Some laughed and told me they would be as nice as possible but had big cocks. They hoped my thin body would be able to take all of them. I looked around and tried to look at their faces, when suddenly they quickly took off my thong and top. Then I was forced to kneel down and began sucking on cock after cock. As I slurped them yummy cocks, guys were playing with my boobs and another with my pussy. 

Now this is where everything became ambiguous. I mean I remember some things, but it all ran together as a fuck-er-rama. I don't know who was doing what to me, how many guys took me, or how long I was being banged, but it had to be a long time. I know everyone first had a turn in my pussy, then in my ass and was finally doubled. I had loads of cum squirted on me and on my face. I remember them laughing because my face had so much cum plastered on it. I wish I would be able to tell you more details, but it was like being in a dream. It was just one guy fucking me after another, although I was in such a complete state of elation and didn't care. I know I was enjoying the ravishing because I do remember shaking from a lot of orgasms and laughing with their comments. One guy took me many times and I recall asking him to let someone else have fun in me. He told me that he just couldn't get enough of my body and loved how energetic I was with everyone. I do know I screamed in ecstasy many times and asked who was next. I was conscious during the whole event and wished it wouldn't end. I was having so much fun, although all fun things must end. Finally the gang bang was over. The guys spewed so much cum over me.

As they left my body drenched with many thick gooey loads of cum, a couple of the guys thanked me. They told me that I was the best whore ever because I was able to take all of their large cocks. I remember laughing a lot at that comment and told them I enjoyed them too. Well I did! 

Emile took me to clean me up. As he did, he told me that I could come back anytime and work for him. He was surprised about how well I took to being gang banged. When he was drying me off, I fell into his arms. I was completely exhausted and wanted to rest. The next thing I knew, I was being walked up to Maurice's apartment. I immediately went into my room and fell asleep on my bed. 

The next morning, I woke smelling coffee. Maurice asked how my evening went and I said it went great. Then he asked if I had made any extra money. It was like he knew what actually happened. I remember the 200 euros and went to my purse. Opening it had 400 euros in it. Suddenly I remembered giving the 200 to Max, so where did that money come from. I gave it to Maurice and as I drank my coffee, it dawned on me what happened. Oh my god! I was gang banged again. 

Well the rest of the day we relaxed. I needed a day off from having sex. We went shopping in the afternoon and Maurice bought me this really risqué outfit. The skirt was short just covering my butt and the top was see-thru. I wondered where I would wear that outfit. Anyway, we went to dinner and he took me to a symphony concert. I love classical music. He didn't even try to have sex with me, after we returned home from the romantic outing. It was like he knew that I needed a day off from sex.

The next morning I woke early around 9 am. I took a shower and looked for Maurice. I found a note next to some yummy chocolate croissants that said he would be right back. After I ate and drank my coffee, I heard a horn honk. I went out on the balcony and saw Maurice standing next to a white van like RV. He told me to come down. I quickly ran down to him and looked inside. It had a nice double bed in the back, small shower that was also converted into a toilet, refrig and stove. He told me it was our home away from home. He explained that we would be driving around France and this was a cheap way to save money from hotels. He told me I had an hour to pack because we needed to get started if I was going to be back to catch my flight next week. I was so excited, but wondered. What wasn't he telling me?

To be continued...

Kisses Kathryn



My French Vacation Ch. 03



Hi everyone! Thanks for all of the nice comments you sent me from reading my first two French stories and emailing me asking for photos. I love showing off my naughtiness. From the last part of my sex vacation let's begin where I left off. You know, me leaving for the tour of France in this white minivan. 

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I finished packing and put on my ankle length, pink, sleeveless dress without a bra and a white thong. I threw one large suitcase, my large bag/purse in the van and got in. As I was sitting putting my seat belt on, Maurice looked at with a devious grin and said, "Oh I see you are all prepared for a little fun. You look so hot Kathryn. I can't wait to see you in action." He instantly reached for my protruding nipple and gently rubbed one. 

I smiled, put on hand on his shoulder and excitedly exclaimed, "Oh yes Maurice! I can't wait to get started touring the sites of France. You told me it would be an unforgettable trip and I'm really looking forward to seeing your country. I going to love Nice and lying on the beach."

He laughed and kissed my cheek, started the van, and off we went. As we drove, he told me it was a long drive to Nice, so we would be stopping for the night in Lyon. He said it was a nice clean commercial town and the perfect place to try out the van. I was a little puzzled by his comment, but being from the US all I thought about was camping. Boy was I wrong. I replied that it sounded like fun. I guess he liked the answer, because he laughed and told me that I would definitely have lots of fun in the van tonight. 

We finally made Lyon after a four plus hour drive. As we drove around the place looking for parking, we went down Du Soleil Street. I noticed a lot of vans parked along both sides of the street. As we slowly drove, I saw some skimpy glad women leaning on their vans. One van was moving up and down, like they were having sex. It should have worried me, but then we drove into the city. He said we should get something to eat before we park for the night. 

We found a parking spot, got out and walked around town looking at the sites. Maurice even took a few photos of me. One museum had a toilet and I was happy to find it. We continued our stroll around this nice clean town, making me feel like a tourist taking in all of the sites. Then we walked to the older part of town with cobble stone roads and found a restaurant called Cafe Sole. The food was very tasty and I guess I was hungry. It was already 3 pm and I only had coffee and a few croissants to eat all day. 

As I finished my supper, I noticed Maurice talking to the owner for a long time. When he came back, he said, "Well Kathryn I found out the scoop. Where all those vans are parked is where we have to go for the night. But right now Pedro wants to have some fun with you. He loves how you look. So take your time eating and afterwards Pedro is going to take you to a back room to enjoy you. Okay!"

Oh my! I forgot all about that part of the plan. All I could do was to smile and agree. I kept thinking I was just on vacation and ignored that I had to pay for it with my body. After I finished my meal and had another needed glass of wine, I went to find Pedro. He was just coming out of the kitchen and saw me. He wasn't a big man or old and didn't speak very good English, but I did understand the words Tres Bella (meaning very beautiful). Taking my hand he took me back to a dirty storage area. He threw a blanket on the floor and said he was sorry for the place. Then he dragged me down on top of it and began kissing me. He wasn't bad looking but did smell like he needed deodorant. 

His hands roamed my body and I was becoming aroused. My dress was unzipped and pulled over my head. I sat on my ass with just my white thong and shoes on. Those didn't stay on long either. I sat up to help him undress, but it wasn't necessary. He had his clothes off very quickly. So I grabbed his cock and looked into his eyes. With him kneeling in front of me, I saw his lusty expression. As I rubbed his manhood, he took both his hands put them on my knees and spread my legs apart. Smiling, he said something about how lovely I looked. Touching my pussy, it was already wet with anticipation. As I stroked his small cock that was now rock hard, he began exhaling with elation. Suddenly he said something in French, pushed me on my back and began pushing his cock into my very wet opening. I guess I wanted it too, because it felt so good going into me. "Oh yes, fuck me Pedro," I screamed.

He pushed my legs up the side of my body and drove his throbbing tool into my wet wanting slit. Slowly at first, but then he went faster and faster. I was moving my hips rapidly with his thrusting, enjoying his cock ramming in and out of me. I loudly moan in ecstasy as he ravished for what seem like a very long time. Soon he began to grunt and I felt his warm semen erupting inside me. When he finished plastering my love canal with bodily fluids, he fell on top of me, making it hard to breathe. Making a guy cum, has always given me pleasure. So being delighted with myself, I wanted him again, but I had to push him off me first. Quickly I gasped for air. As I was catching my breath, his handing work began spilling out of me; he told me that I was a very good vulgaire. I looked it up when I got home and it's French for prostitute.

Anyway, he threw me a towel and I wiped his cum off me and disappointed, I got dressed. Maurice was waiting for me and we left. As we walked the many blocks back to the van, he told me that I did a super job and we got a free meal. But now I guess I was going to Hooker Street and solicit guys to have sex with me in the van. Pedro told me that is what Maurice had planned. So now I know what he meant, when he told me I was going to have lot of fun in the van tonight. 

By the time we got back to Du Soleil Street, it was pretty much parked up. So we had to park off the street in the trees but in front of the others vans that were also off the street. We were a little more isolated. It was a hot day and a warm night, so Maurice took his folding chair and sat it up outside the van in the trees. He could see what was happening, but out of the way. He told me that I had to solicit customers and couldn't stop until I had 5 guys or make over the 1000 euros a night goal. Giving me a bag, he told me to get dressed with the outfit in it. I looked in and pulled out this white cotton top and a very short tight fitting, orange yellow white and slate, patterned skirt. I went in the back and put it on. The top tightly hung below my boobs, with my stomach exposed and nipples protruding from under the thin cotton material. The skirt was a hip hugger and hung below my waist with the length barely covering my ass. A lot of me was exposed and it was easy access for sex. I wouldn't have to take anything off. When I came out, we opened the back doors and he told me to sit there.

I was very nervous and didn't know what to do. My anxiety was taking over, because I've never done any street sex solicitation before. So he told me what he wanted to see. I was to flirt with any guys walking by or cars stopping. My fee was 300 euros for one pop and 50 euros for each additional pop. I assumed a pop meant making a guy come. So we both took up our spots and I waited. 

Guys kept walking by and I tried to get their attention. Some stopped, but told me I wanted too much. I walked over to a few cars and they moved on to another van for the same reason. I was surprised that no one took me up on my offer and was feeling rejected. I mean I thought I was pretty and offering my body up would be easy, but no one wanted me. I questioned, what was wrong with me? It was a few hours of being snubbed, when three guys walked by. I said hi and they came over and asked if I spoke English. I said I did. Then we chatted for a while. The two English guys wanted to do me, but the French guy said I was too expensive and he went to find another girl. We talked some more and a car stopped by, so I went to talk with him. He told me he would be back. I guess the little competition got the English dudes to finally make their move. When I came back, they had the money and handed it me. I sat in the back with my legs partially spread open and asked who was first. They looked at each other and the taller of the two jumped in behind me. I closed the double doors and began kissing him. 

It wasn't long before his clothes were off. He pulled up my top over my boobs and began sucking on my nipples. They quickly became erect and I was getting wet. After my skirt was pulled up to my waist, he began fingering my bare pussy, as I devoured his hard cock in my mouth. We played with each other for a while, until he told me he was going to cum. So I stopped sucking and let him calm down. Then I took a condom and covered him up. He pushed me on my back and knelt in front of me. Looking at my wet slit, he asked if all the guys I fuck get me horny. I laughed and told him only the cute ones like him. Then I sat up and reached for his cock.

I placed it at the entrance of my pussy, spread my vaginal lips apart and told him to fuck me. Watching him pushing into me, was very erotic and he felt so good going into my wanton hole. I have always loved watching a guy entering me. Then he leaned over me with both arms over my shoulders and slowly began pumping me. He had his eyes open looking into mine. I could tell he was enjoying me from seeing his grin. Then I moaned, "You feel so good in me. I want to feel you fucking me and I want it rough. Oh yes, that's it, fuck me!" 

He liked me talking dirty which I continued, because he began speedily thrusting none stop. He sat up and began pulling on my nipples. I yelped in pleasurable pain as he continued his fun. Faster and faster he fucked me, while I loudly moaned in bliss. It took some time, but he began grunting and asked me where he could dump his load. Moaning, I said anywhere as long as it's not on my clothes. He laughed, pulled out, took off the condom, and shot his load at the entrance to my pussy. Then he kissed me. When he finished he opened the van door and told his friend that I was a real horny slut and to have fun. 

As I was wiping cum off my pussy, his friend jumped in and we started the mating process all over again. When his friend was done with me, he told me that I was really too beautiful to be a street whore. I should work in a German brothel instead. I could make so much more money. They waited for me to come out, and we sat and talked until the guy in the car walked up to me. He asked in broken English if I was available. As we were going in the van, the two guys told him to treat me nice. 

Well anyway you get the idea. I had sex with another 3 guys during the night and finally got done around 2 am. Afterwards, Maurice came back in, took the money and gave me a back rub. Exhausted, I quickly fell asleep. When I awoke, the van was already on the road to Nice. 

Four hours later we reached the French Rivera town. I wasn't disappointed on the beauty of the place and was what I imagined from photos. We found a parking stop many blocks from town. I put on a pair of shorts and a blouse that buttoned up the middle. Then we went walking around and checking out the beaches. We also found a hotel for 58 euros a night. Maurice told me that he planned to stay three nights in Nice. He said that last night's income made it possible for a hotel, although it wasn't a very good hotel. 

Knowing that I was going to be whoring again and after we got the room, I took a nap. I awoke some hours later. Maurice was sitting on the chair checking his phone. He noticed me getting up and said, "Oh good, you're awake. I have great news. A guy wants you to come by his hotel around 8. So we have some time to get dinner and locate his hotel."

He told me to dress conservative, so I wore my white sun dress with a bra. We walked down to the resort area and had dinner. Then we watched the sunset. It wasn't completely down as we strolled to his hotel. Maurice found a nice spot in the lounging area and told me that I was to go to room 438. He said he would wait in the lounge area, until I came back. I looked at him and he didn't look well, so I asked him how he was feeling. I mean his cheeks were quite flushed. He said he was just tired from the drive and lack of sleep. So he patted me on my ass as I left for my encounter.

Knocking on the door, a nice looking guy with long brown hair and a goatee opened. He took a look at me and smiled. I knew this was going to be fun. I immediately gave him a big kiss. I didn't need to hurry things along because the guy bought me for 2 hours for 700 euros. He offered me a glass of wine and we went out to the balcony to watch the end of the sunset. He was very nice and we sat very close to each other. I could tell he wanted to play with my body, so I broke the ice by reaching for his cock that was bulging from under his pants.

As I did, I said, "Oh I see you have a nice big cock. I can't wait to set him free in me." 

Looking into his eyes, I unzipped his pants and he helped pull them off. He wasn't wearing any underwear so I had a stiffing cock in my hands. Then I went down on him. His cock rose to the occasion and I was enjoying sucking and licking it. He was very clean and yummy and was having so much fun making him rock hard. It wasn't long that he began shooting a huge load of semen in my mouth. I suck it all up and swallowed every last yummy drop. I sat up and licked my lips. His eyes were twinkling when he told me it was his turn to make me cum. So we got up and went inside.

He watched me slowly dance, as I took off my dress, like I was stripping. Then he came over and we kissed again. As our tongues were dancing in pleasure, he undid my bra and took it off. Then he moved back to look at me. He told me that I was very pleasing to look at and can't wait to feel my body. I walked over to him and kissed again. With our lips locked in lust, he picked me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and we moved to the bed. We fell entangled in passion. When we broke for air I was on my back. He kissed my neck working down toward my breast. Stopping at each breast to suck and flick each nipple, made me moan in sensual bliss. He stalled at my nipples playing with them for many minutes. Then he kissed down my belly toward my wet pussy. When he reached my Y, he knelt up and pulled off my panty. I helped and then spread my legs apart so he could see how wet and horny I was. After a few minutes, he devoured my clit with his mouth and began a non-stop licking and fingering me. I was moving my hips and holding his head against my wet clit, as I convulsed in orgasmic bliss a few times. I was one happy little whore loving what this guy was doing to me. 

After some time, he was again throbbing and I put on the condom. I wanted to feel that big cock in me so bad. He didn't disappoint. I had my legs wrapped around his waist as he ravished my pussy for the longest time. At one point he was roughly fucking me so fast, that the force pushed my head against the head board. Then he turned me over on all fours. Oh I love it when a guy enters me from the rear. Holding my hips, he began ravishing me until I felt him grunting and about to cum. I turned back and told him that it was okay to cum on my ass. He immediately pulled out, tore off the condom and unleashed a lot of cum on me. I just lay still as he dumped his hot gooey load. Afterwards we cuddled until his time was up. We kissed good-bye and he handed me an envelope with my fee in it. As the door closed, I was still in awe over the event and hoped everyone would be like this.

I saw Maurice slumped in a lounge chair in lobby of the hotel. Another girl was sitting next to him. When I got there, Maurice looked sick. The girl sitting with him told me he didn't look good and asked if he was okay. So we got him up, called a cab and took him back to our hotel. As we drove, he asked if everything went well and I said it was fantastic. Once back in the room, I got him some water and felt his head. He was burning up. That's when the other girl introduced herself as Isabella and told me to call her Bella. She said she would get him some medicine. I waited an hour and she finally came back. We forced him to drink this brown liquid. As he did, he told me to stay will Isabella for the evening because he didn't want to get me sick. Bella said that would be a good idea and we could get better acquainted. So we left Maurice and called a cab.

Bella was very friendly tanned girl with short sandy hair, blue eyes, big boobs and about as tall as me. She was wearing a short form fitting blue dress and I could tell by her nipples showing that she had no bra. I found out a lot about her as we rode to this club. She explained about being from the UK and was left stranded in Paris by a guy. That is when she started being an escort a few years ago to get by. She moved to Nice for the weather and cliental, which consist of mostly tourist. She then suggested that we should go clubbing and would split the money we make. She laughed and said it's easier hooking up with guys when working with a partner. So I guess I was going to be her partner.

The club was off the beaten path, but with a hotel next to it. We went in and had to pay 10 euros to the bouncer. The music was loud and the place was crowed, although there were more guys then girls. We walked around, looking for somewhere to sit. I could tell that guys were following our meandering. Before we found a spot, two guys asked us to dance. So we said yes. So for the next four dances we were having fun on the dance floor. Luckily, Bella had me take off my bra in the cab before we went in. When there was a break in the live music, the guys asked to buy us a drink and join them. Looking at Bella, she nodded yes. The booth had two other guys sitting and we squeezed in between them. I ordered a Martini and Bella had a glass of wine. We talked as we sipped our booze. One of the guys put his hand on my leg and I giggled, but didn't say to stop. We drank and danced with all of them for a few more hours. When the offer to go back to their room was made, Bella boldly blurted, "Oh yes guys, we'll be happy to have sex with all of you, but for 600 for me and Kathryn. That's only three hundred each and we'll stay the night if you want, so everyone could have a turn with each of us."

I don't think they expect that and either did I. So they looked at each other and finally Josh agreed, if he could do anal too. Bella laughed and told them that I love anal, but she doesn't. So Kathryn would be happy to do that for you. Oh my god, what was happening! Bella was setting me up. But instead of being angry, I laughed and told them it would be lots of fun too. I could tell by their expressions that we were all going to have fun. So we all left together for their hotel. 

Once we got to the hotel, we went up to the top. There were two rooms that were connected. We went in one of them and got comfortable on the couches. I had Eric and Daniel next to me. Bella had Josh and Andrew next to her. It wasn't long before I was naked with my legs spread apart and over each lap, holding a cock in each hand. I was kissing back and forth with the guys as they fondled my boobs and pussy. Soon I was sitting with Eric's cock buried in me and Daniel's in my mouth. They kept trading places alternating whom I was fucking for a long time. I constantly moaned how good it felt with them fucking me and how often I was cuming. Finally, Daniel said he was cuming and unloaded in my mouth. As I was sucking him dry, Eric pulled out of me, came over and told me to open wide. He erupted with more cum then I could swallow and it went all over my face dripping down on my boobs. We all laughed, when he was done spraying his load. I bit my lower lip with my sensual expression, as I rubbed it on my boobs. Afterwards I went to clean up.




My French Vacation Ch. 03



Josh came over when he saw me coming out of the bathroom. He put his arm around me and told me it was time to fuck my ass. Leading me into the other room, I saw Bella on all fours still being hammered by Andrew. Josh pushed me down on my back next to her. Our faces were so close and Bella shocked me when she started to kiss me. Her lips are soft and it was very pleasing, so I responded by kissing her back. When Josh stuck his cock in me, Bella whispered, "Isn't this so much fun. I love it when we are in the same room." She kissed me again. 

Daniel and Eric walked in to watch. I and Bella were loudly moaning telling the guys how great it felt. The guys were replying with stuff like, "I love watching whores getting fucked. Slap her ass Josh. I like hearing her squeal. My turn! Oh yes suck my cock. That's it bitch. Turnover I want your legs up over your head!"

The night turned to morning and we finally crashed after hours of cocks being buried in us with gooey cum splattered all over us. I was doubled twice, while Bella kissed me and played with my boobs. It was one extremely hot satisfying night to remember. When we left the guys gave each of us 600 euros. Josh gave me an extra 50 for allowing him to fuck my ass a few times. When we left the hotel around 7 am, we stopped for a cup of coffee and talked about the night. She asked if I wanted to work with her again and I said I did. Then I went back with Bella to her small studio apartment. We both fell on her bed and slept until noon. When I awoke, I rushed back to see how Maurice was doing.

He was still asleep but not as hot as before. I guess the fever broke. He asked how I did and I told him everything and gave him the 1350 euros that I earned. Then I went, got him some food and more water. He ate it and I told him about working with Bella again tonight. He told me that he would be okay and to go have fun. He would see me the next day. So I grabbed my suitcase and called a cab. I got back to Bella's just as she was coming out of the shower. She let me in wearing just a towel. Seeing me, she smiled and said, "I'm glad you returned. I was thinking about you."

Dropping the towel she took me in her arms and kissed me with those supple soft lips and her boobs plastered against me. I was surprised, but responded with kissing her back. With our lips sensually together we managed to stagger to the bed. Quickly she got my clothes off and we entangled in sexual embrace. Our knees were plastered against our pussies as we passionately kissed. I've never experimented with a woman before, so it was new but totally enjoyable. I reached for her boobs and rubbed them like I knew what she would like. She did the same to me. Soon we were in 69 licking each other's clits, while loudly moaning in ecstasy. The finale was getting entangled with our pussies against each other and moving our hips, making us each climax a few times. It was a very pleasing experience and I never thought I would enjoy a girl like I was with Bella. This was my first girl experience.

After we calmed down, we got dressed in bathing suits and went to the beach. It was a topless beach, but my suit was very revealing anyway. But taking the top off and lying next to Bella, was very exhilarating. She was lying on her back and seeing her big boobs reaching for the sky was making me again horny. We chatted and giggled for some time, until Bella blurted, "Oh Kathryn we need to get food and get ready for Monaco tonight. There's a casino where we can get some action. I hope this is okay?" I laughed and told her anything she wanted to do would be fine with me. 

So we put our tops back on and walked to this café on the beach. I had a glass of wine and some great pasta. I was enjoying her company because we were so a like. Here we were, two beautiful Ladies who like sex that were becoming great friends. Time went by too quick and we had to leave to get dressed. I wore a black outfit from my strip club event. It was a short dress with a halter top tied behind my neck that barely covering my boobs. Bella was in a bright red halter dress that wasn't as short as mine. We got in her small Fiat and drove 40 minutes to the Monte Carlo casino. Finding an older gentleman walking toward the casino, Bella persuade him to escort us in. We all sat at the large bar and had a drink. Then he left. Guys were looking at us, but none came over. We laughed, while checking out guys wondering what size of cocks they had. It was fun looking at guys like a piece of meat and we snickered a lot as we did.

I guess an hour went by, until this Middle Eastern guy sat down next to Bella. He took up a quick conversation in French asking us if we were party girls. Bella answered we were and then leaned over and told me what was said. The guy got up and stood next to me. In English he asked if I was an American. I giggled and said I was. Then he asked if we wanted to make some money partying with the Prince. Looking at Bella, she asked how much. He laughed and told us it depended on what we did. Bella was now all business. She told him it would cost him 1000 euros each for 3 hours for whatever we do. The guy sternly looked at us and whispered, "Okay Ladies! But you'll have to fuck who we say and you need to stay for 4 or 5 hours." 

Bella smugly laughed and agreed but only if it's 1300 euros for that amount of time. The guy grumbled and said, "Okay gorgeous. I'll make sure you will earn every Euro." 

We all got up and left for the exit. There was a limo waiting to take us to the party. We got in and saw two other girls already inside drinking Champagne. The Arab guy poured us a glass and then told the driver to go. I looked out the window, as we left the casino and resort area. He turned and drove up a hill. Once on top, he pulled into this gated house. There were two guards that opened the gate. As we left the limo, the guards had big smiles and were talking in Arabic. I was becoming concerned to what Bella got me into. So I tightly held her hand. She noticed my nervousness and whispered, "It's okay Kathryn! I've been to these type of parties before. Just be nice to all of the guys and you'll have fun."

It was like walking into a palace. The house had a huge entrance with a spiral staircase off to one side, and a large crystal chandelier in the middle of the room. I could hear music coming from another room that we were lead to it. We entered this large room with several couches and chairs scattered around, many mirrors with ornate gold frames and a huge fireplace that was lite, even though it wasn't cold. There were four other girls dressed slutty like us, drinking Champagne and talking with some Arab guys. I never did count how many guys there were. Once we got settled, some of the guys began getting acquainted with us. It wasn't long, that double doors opened from a side room and a young Middle Eastern guy came out with just a long robe on. He was accompanied by two more guys. They had us all line up.

Two tall skinny model type girls lined up first; then me and Bella, a pudgy girl, an African girl and two hot looking blondes. The Prince, I shall call Ali (not his real name), went to each girl and introduced himself to her. They spoke in French, so I didn't understand what was said. When he got to me, he was told I spoke English. He seemed to like that. He asked me my name and I told him. Then he asked me sexual questions, like what is my favorite position, do I like to suck cock, how long I was a whore, etc. After me, he went to Bella and kept going right down the line, until he talked to each girl. When he finished his introductions, he said, "So girls I'm going to only take a few of you. The rest of you will be for my men. You'll be paid if you perform as requested. If you aren't up to it or not what you thought tonight was about, Jamil will give you a hundred and drive you back to where you were picked up. If you stay, you will have to comply with all requests and you will be paid handsomely for doing so."

The thought of being gang banged by Arabs wasn't appealing. So I looked at Bella and whispered that I wanted to go. She laughed and said, "And where would you go Kathryn? You would probably make less money and fuck jerks. So don't worry. It will be fine." 

One of the blondes asked to leave, so now there were only seven of us left. Then Ali walked over to the pudgy girl and immediately told his men to take her to the guard house. She looked scared, as she was taken out. I don't know what ever happened to her. Starring at the rest of us, he took the tall dark haired girl's hand and began escorting her into his room. As he closed the door, he told the rest of us to drink up. So we did. I had two more glasses of champagne and talked with a lot of guys. Sometime later, the doors opened to Ali's room. The dark hair girl was naked, holding her clothes and had tears in her eyes as she rushed out. One of the Arab guys took her hand and stopped her. Then Ali said something to him and she turned and cried, "No, no, no," with the rest in French. As she was being dragged out of the room, I could see long red marks on her butt, like she was whipped. I looked out the door as she was being dragged up the stair case by two guys with two more following her laughing. Then Ali came into the room and took the hand of the other tall light brown hair model type girl. They went back in his room and closed the doors.

I turned to Bella and asked what that was about. Bella now looked concerned too and wasn't as happy as before. She tried to put on an act, but I saw through it. She whispered, "Oh don't worry. He probably wanted to fuck her ass and she said no. So he had to punish her. It wouldn't happen to us."

Nervously, I kept drinking champagne and a few of the guys I was sitting with had their hands on my legs. One even moved my top off my boob and told me I was very attractive. He kissed me and whispered how he wanted me, but had to wait. So I allowed him to play with my boobs and kiss me, which actually was making me horny. His hands roamed up my legs to reach my wet pussy. Oh yes, it made me so very wet and I didn't want to wait. 

It was a long time but eventually the doors opened to Ali's room again. This girl didn't walk out in tears, but was very happy. She too had her clothes in her hands. But instead of being escorted up stairs, the guy that brought her to the party took her to another room. Ali then turned and looked at me with one boob exposed, my dress pulled up and my legs spread apart. He had a huge smile, as he reached out for my hand. But he also reached for Bella's hand. Taking both of us, we went back into his room and closed the doors behind us. He took us to the bed and said, "I love the way you girls look, so I'm going to need a few minutes to get hard again. While I'm waiting, why don't you two have sex? I want to see a hot show."

We looked at each other with lusty smiles on our faces. I no longer was anxious but was becoming horny. I love playing with Bella again. We began undressing each other while kissing. As we knelt facing one another, I sucked on Bella's boobs and she played with mine. I lot more kissing as our hands went to our clits. We rubbed each other's bodies putting on a show for Ali. Soon Bella was on her back and I was in between her legs licking her clit and fingering her pussy. Ali just watched and every so often he would make a comment or tell us what he wanted us to do. I know I came twice while Bella was playing with me. As we continued our display of passion, Ali suddenly told us to stop and to begin licking his cock. 

He was on his back, as we knelt next to him taking turns licking his average size cock. He kept asking us if he was huge and of course we said he was. As we gave him a nice blow job, one hand was rubbing my clit the other was on Bella's. It wasn't long until he wanted to fuck me. So I laid on my back at the edge of the bed with my legs dangling over the edge. He stood in front of me and pushed his cock into me. As he did, I pulled my legs up to get him deeper in me. He had Bella sit above my face, so I could lick her pussy. As he was pumping me, he would lean forward and kiss Bella. I could feel Bella's orgasms as she drove her pussy into my mouth. The feeling of a cock impaled deep inside me and Bella's juices flowing over my face, gave me such a huge rush of elation that I never before felt. I didn't want it to stop. My body convulsed many times from one orgasm after another. But finally after a long time of experience total exhilaration, Ali began jerking. I began feeling his seaman erupting deep inside me. He grunted and groaned, until he was done squirting. When he finished, he pulled out and fell onto the bed. He told us to stay, as he got up. Opening the door, he yelled something in Arabic and came back to us. Bella told me he said that he didn't need any other girls tonight and to do with the girls as they wanted. The rest of the night we rested, drank champagne and he fucked us over and over again until the early morning. Then he told us to leave. As we dressed and walked out, the guy that brought us took our hands and said we were done. Giving us each an envelope full of euros, he had the limo drive us back to the casino. 

We got in Bella's car and drove back to her place. Opening the envelope, I counted fifteen hundreds. Bella had the same. She told me to keep 500 for myself and just give Maurice the thousand he wants me to make every night. Once inside her apartment we crashed on her bed fully clothes. I was so tired. The next morning I got up and kissed Bella good-bye. She pleaded with me to spend another night with her. I smiled and said I would try, but it depends on Maurice. So I grabbed my stuff and went back to the hotel.

As I went in the room, Maurice was dressed waiting for me. He smiled and asked if I had fun. So I gave him 1200 euros. I took Bella's advice and kept some for myself. He smiled and seemed happy. Then I asked if I could spend the last night with Bella again. Maurice grinned and told me I could, if he came along. So I called Bella and told her what he said. She said to meet her at the casino around 6 pm and Maurice can escort us in. He was happy doing that because he likes to gamble.

The site seeing day went by slowly because I was with Maurice and not Bella. Finally it was time to go. Maurice dressed in coat and tie, and I wore the same dress. We met Bella in the parking lot and Maurice walked us into the casino. Sitting at the same bar, Maurice bought us drinks. After an hour of chatting and laughing between me and Bella, Maurice told us to have fun and to meet back around midnight. He was going gambling. Some time went by and we saw Prince Ali walking in with his 8 body guards. He saw us and came over. He told me that I was very beautiful and should think of pleasing men as a profession. He kissed my hand and told me that he visits America often and I should meet him on one of his trips. So I gave his body guard my email address. After he left, Bella nudged me and asked what that was about.

I laughed and answered, "Well Bella, last night I told him I was just visiting you from the States and not really a prostitute, but you were. I told him I was only trying it to appease you."

She looked at me and I thought she was going to bust a gut with laughter. Then she said, "And he bought that?" I told her that he did. Then with my little innocent expression, I sarcastically said, "See, I'm just an innocent girl on vacation and my friend Bella is leading me astray." We both laughed and begin finishing our drinks.

Suddenly, the guy I was with last night before Ali took me to his room came over to us. Standing next to me he asked, "You girls still interesting and getting paid for partying?" Bella asked what he had on his mind. Touching my shoulder, he continued, "Well some of us were disappointed that we weren't able to fuck you two. If we give you 500 we would like to continue from last night." 

This is where Bella's negotiations expertise came into play. I learned a lot about how to work a potential John for extra money by observing her. So she asked how many guys and he told her 6 total. She smiled and told him it would be 500 for the first two, 250 for each additional guy and that would be for each of us. The guy took his phone and made a call. When he finished, he sniggered and said okay. So as we walked out the front of the casino, I saw Maurice looking at us. He was smiling as we left. 

We walked down to where all of the limos were parked. There were two guys already waiting. One opened the door and we all got in. So I guess we were going to have limo sex. I was on one seat with Bella on the other. They helped us get naked and then the fun started. First kissing and playing with our bodies. Then putting on condoms and began fucking us. Each guy took a turn fucking each of us. When one guy finally exploded, usually over my ass or in my mouth, another came in and I or Bella would start sucking on his cock. We had a cock continually in us for a few hours. I was now becoming sore, so I needed a break. Even as Bella had a cock buried in her, she still managed to tell me where the lube was in her purse. I poured some in my pussy, but one guy took it from me, had me bend on all fours with my ass in the air and squirted some lube in my anal cavity. I knew what was going to happen next. So for the next hour or so, the guys took turns fucking my ass. 

Finally they all had loads of cum splattered all over us. One guy stayed, helped us clean up, and gave us each 1500 euros for the three plus hours of sex. I had every guy in me at least once and a couple of guys had me twice. But one greedy guy only did me four times and came each time in my mouth. He told me he loved fucking an American infidel whore for fun. When we were done, one guy escorted us back into the casino and we quickly searched for a restroom. As we came out, we ran into Maurice. He looked sick. He saw us and said, "I'm still not feeling well, so I'm going back to the hotel. Stay and have fun." 

Bella smiled telling him that I would spend the night at her place again and he could pick me up there tomorrow on his way out. Once he left, she said, "Let's take his advice and have fun Kathryn. No more sex. Since I met you, I feel lucky. Let's go gambling and win some money. Okay?"

Gee, I'm not into gambling unless it's horse racing. But since I had an extra 500 euros over my goal, I figured why not. So we walked over to this Crap table. I've played this a few times in Las Vegas. I got 400 worth of chips and began playing. I lost the first two 20 euros bet, but then it was my turn to roll the dice. So I bet another 20 euros and while Bella bet 50. I rolled a seven. Bella told me to let it ride, whatever that meant. So we didn't take our winnings off and I rolled 5 more sevens in a row. They changed dice on me. Afterwards, I rolled a nine. I finally matched the nine. By this time I had a lot of chips on the table. I panic and took all but 100 euros off. Bella took hers off too except for 500 and waited one more roll. I rolled an eleven. Then she took all her money off. She watched as I rolled a seven and mumbled something, but then I crashed. I rolled a double one. My turn was over. But during this time a lot of people were yelling and cheering for me to win. I've never have been this lucky. Bella told me it was our energy together. As we were walking away from the cashier, two guys that were playing next to us, asked to buy us a thank you drink. We said sure.

As I sat next to one dark haired handsome hunk, I had such an exuberant feeling running through me. I felt like nothing could go wrong. And now this good looking middle aged man was buying me a drink. We talked about a lot of things, but mostly me being a tourist from America. My whoring never came up. As I was sipping my second Marini, he placed his hand on my leg. I let him work up my inner thigh, as I sighed in pleasure by spreading my legs apart. Then he asked if we wanted to go up to his room. I was about to say yes and ask for money like Bella taught me. Bella had been playing with her phone and before I could speak, she jumped off her bar stool, took my arm, and told the guys that we had an emergency. As we hurried out of the casino, I asked what that was about. She laughed and showed me a photo on her phone of the hunk that was sitting next to me. Then she told me a story.




My French Vacation Ch. 03



She said her escort friend was taken up to these guys room who said they were casino security. She was caught soliciting to them. Then they asked for all of her money that she made. She gave it to them. But that wasn't all. They both had sex with her. Afterwards they took photos of her and escorted her out. Oh my god! And I was going to solicit him.

We drove back to Bella's place and counted our loot. I had the 1500 from sex, but also won over 2400 euros. Bella made over 6000 in gambling. We felt so rich. She did tell me not to give the winnings to Maurice and I agreed. So being happy and still on a rush, we kissed. After some time kissing and licking her hot pussy as she did mine, Bella got up. She told me she had a surprise. She went to her draw and took out this thick, double head, black dildo that was 12 inches long. Bringing it over to me she told me what we were going to do with it. She poured some lube over one end and had me lay on my back. Then she pushed it into my pussy. Taking the other end, she poured lube on it and pushed into her pussy. I was moaning in ecstasy as she pushed herself forward making it go into me further. Soon we had it all in each of us with our pussies rubbing against each other. As we ground back and forth making the dildo pleasure my insides, we both began to cum over and over again. Our loud moans of pleasure just radiated the room for a long time, until we were totally spent. Slowly she removed it from me and I lay on my back exhausted. She came up behind me and began to spoon. 

She whispered, "Kathryn, you are one fantastic woman and I'm going to really miss you. I wish you could stay a few more days."

I turned my head back for a kiss and thanked her. I told her I was going to miss her too and would never forget our time together. Then we fell asleep cuddling each other. 

I woke up with the sound of a horn outside. The sun was blazing inside the room, as I gingerly walked over to the window. Opening it, I saw Maurice standing by the van honking the horn. I yelled out for him to come up stairs to apartment B. 

The money was still scattered over the table. I woke Bella and we hurried to put it away. I had to roll mine up and put in my panty, as I put my dress on. The rest I put in my purse. Bella just threw hers in a draw. We looked around to make sure we got all of it and then let him in. Luckily, he had brought up my small suitcase that had my normal clothes in it. So I took it and went to the bathroom to change clothes. I took my big roll of money, hid it inside the suitcase and dressed with shorts and a t-shirt. When I came out, he was taking the 1500 euros out of my purse and told me to hurry. As he counted it, a smile crossed his face. He chuckled and said, "I see you were very busy last night. That's great but Kathryn darling, it's already 10 am and we have to get going. Hurry up and say your good-byes."

So I kissed Bella with along passionate French kiss and left with Maurice. He had a large cup of coffee and a croissant waiting for me. I looked back at the window and Bella was looking out and waving. I could see her sadness as we drove off. Whatever my next adventures were going to be, I'll never forget Bella. 

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Well I hope you like this part of my story. I have a lot more to tell concerning my French sex escapades. It will be the last part to this adventure. I'll immediately start writing it because I'm very wet from finishing this story thinking of Bella. You'll be surprised about what happens next to me. Thanks for reading this part of the story and please write me with your comments. I do have some photos to show if you write me asking to see them. I immensely love reading your remarks.

Kisses Kathryn 



My French Vacation



That's when I blurted, "Wait Juri what is this Sugar you are talking about?" After my Vegas gang bang from taking spice, I was now apprehensive about adding things to my drink.

The bartender took what looked like a mini sugar cube and gave it to me. He told me to suck on it. I put it in my mouth and it tasted like sugar. I was such a fool for barking like that and now felt it was safe. The bartender said he puts them in the drinks to give it a sweeter taste; the girls seem like them and buy more drinks. As he was making the drink for me, I turned and looked at the room. 

The place was somewhat crowded but not packed because there were empty tables. I only counted about 6 average looking girls who were bouncing around different tables. A few more chubby girls were sitting at tables with two or three guys. The skimpy clad pretty girls were sitting on guys laps, kissing as the guys fondled them. There were a lot more guys then girls, but it seemed like everyone was having fun. Then I saw it. The couple that was kissing got up and walked to the back of the room. I saw a big guy standing in front of a dark doorway. The guy gave him some money and he looked at a laptop computer. He told them something and they went in. A few minutes later another couple did the same thing. Turning to Juri, I asked him what was going on back there. He asked if I wanted to find out. I Answered NO! 

He chuckled and replied, "I bet you will later. And you'll be begging me to go there." 

By this time the drinks came. I had my double Martini with two cubes of sugar in it and he had a glass of red wine. He helped me off the stool and we walked over to one of the open booths. We sat there for some time, until the tall black guy playing music for the girls dancing on stage, came over. He asked who I was. Juri introduced me as Kathryn and he was Jacques. He took my hand and kissed it and said I was very beautiful or in French, "Tres Belle". I heard those words often during the night and on the trip. 

The booth was made for four people with a small table in front, which gave plenty of leg room. He slide in tightly next to me and put a hand on my crossed legs. He tried to converse in English when talking to me, but I had a hard time understanding him. Smiling, I turned to face him as he explained the club. As he did, I uncrossed my legs. While intently listening to him talk about the club, he gently massaged one leg as I slightly spread them apart. I did understand him telling me how soft and smooth they were.

Since he was the owner, this is the summary of what he said. The girls pay a fee, like Juri did for me, to work at the club. It's anything goes from dancing, to behind the curtain groping, and sex in the backrooms. He was adamant that there would be no sex behind the curtains. Then he laughed and added that making a guy cum without penetration is allowed. He mentioned that the girls make their own prices, but no one gets less than 200 euros for sex. Then he laughed and said I could get more if I want. Afterwards, he carried on a lengthy conversation in French with Juri about me. He kept his hand on my leg and slowly spread them wider apart, until I had a knee up on the seat. 

Looking down at my exposed panty he said, "You are tres belle, aren't you Kathryn? I know you'll be very well received at my club and want to return. I'm sure my patrons will enjoy your belle." 

Reaching between my legs he touched my pussy by moving the panty to the side. I loudly sighed with uncontrollable sexual urges as he played with my clit. I was becoming so hot and horny from his fingering. Then he said with his French accent, "I see the Sugar is working very well on you Kathryn. That means you'll immensely enjoy yourself and be very popular tonight too. So let's get you noticed so you can start enjoying the many attributes of my club."

I leaned my head back, closed my eyes and enjoyed his fingering, until he suddenly stopped. Then I opened my eyes and he was smiling. Taking my hand, he began to drag me out of the booth. As he did, he told me it was time for my dance. He laughed when he stated that I would be very busy, once guys got a glimpse of my beauty. 

I just answered, "Okay." But as I stood, it was like I was high on something and a little light headed. My body was very hot and I was so freaking horny. I stopped for a moment to get balanced. Leaning against the table, Juri asked if I was okay. I smiled and suddenly everything was fine. Jacques took my hand and slowly walked me to the stage. As he did, he told me that I was probably very fervent by now and really wanted sex. Oh my God! How did he know that? Giggling I asked him how he knew my state of being. He laughed and told me by how hot my pussy felt. 

When we got to the stage, he put his arm around me and whispered, "This is a perfect place for you to just let go and enjoy yourself. Don't hold back. The club is created for girls like you." 

Since no one was on stage for a while, guys started to crowd around as they saw me standing waiting to go up. Jacques took the microphone and announced me. He told everyone it was my first time at the club and being in Paris. I was an Americana looking for excitement and wanted to please French men. When the music started, he motioned for me to go on stage. Suddenly the bright spot light was turned on, as I walked up the ramp to the platform about three feet above.

I was becoming so passionate and very hot in between my legs. Nothing else mattered except satisfying those urges I now seem to have dominating my senses. Looking out at the crowd of guys staring up at me, just inspired me to make them all horny, like when I send my nude photos out to guys. As I sensually wiggled my booty, they cheered, which made me more enthusiastic to show more. 

With my back to the crowd, I untied my dress and stepped out of it. Walking to the pole, I spread my legs apart, leaned forward to hold on to the pole, propped up my ass and wiggled it to the music. I'm sure the G-string was imbedded in me, so they could see my pussy. Suddenly I heard in English, to come over to him. I turned and looked at this older balding guy, holding up a twenty. So I sauntered over to him, knelt in front of him and reached for the money. But instead he made come closer. Then he put it in under my G-string and began touching my pussy. It felt so good him fingering me and didn't care that others could see. He said stuff in French to the guys around him. Then another guy asked me to come over to him. I kissed the guys forehead and walked over to the next guy. He wanted to do the same thing. As I went from one guy to the next, I was becoming very aroused. The last guy had me turn on all fours and push back into his face. Then he moved the G-string off my pussy and began touching me. I looked back, when I felt another set of hands on me. The guy next to him moved over to look at my wet opening and played with me too. I wiggled my ass and moved away. Standing, I danced around for another minute until the music ended. 

Bending over to pick up my dress, guys threw more cash on the stage. They cheered as I left. Once I dressed, Juri was waiting for me behind the stage. Jacques said something about my availability to the crowd and the balding guy came over to me. He handed Juri some money and took my hand. He told me that I made him so horny and wanted me to take care of his enlargement. So we went to the center of the curtains and walked through the opening.

Behind the curtains, were a series of 8 lounge chairs with curtains separating them. As we walked by the chairs, there were girls doing all kinds of sexual things to guys. We finally found an empty chair at the end. We stood in front of it and he put his arms around my neck and untied on dress. With my breast exposed he began massaging them and kissing them. His head was buried on them as the music started. His hands dropped to my hips, as he pulled the dress off me. I stepped out of it, as he sat in the Lazy Boy type of lounge chair. He pulled me on top of him. With his mouth buried on my breast one hand went right for my wet slit. He gently rubbed my clit and I sat up straddling the chair. I moved up closer to his face as he continued fingering me, but now pushed two fingers in my hot wet hole. That immediately sent shivers through my body and felt amazing. I moved with pleasurable abandonment until the song ended. 

Pushing me off him so I was standing over him, he unbuckled his pants and pulled them down until his hard throbbing cock was standing at attention. There was a low in the music, as he pulled me on top of it. My wet pussy was now rubbing up against his hard small cock. He said something in French, as he pushed me down on top of him. His cock fit nicely imbedded with my vaginal lips surrounding it and felt so wonderful tantalizing my clit, as I moved back and forth on it. As the music began to play, he had his hands on my hips and kept telling me something. I guess he wanted me to fuck him and slid that cock into me. I would have loved doing so, but Jacques told me no sex. He then said 200 euros to fuck me. I tried to say no, but it suddenly slipped into my very wanting hot hole. Oh that felt so good in me. So I answered oui (wee, meaning yes). As I bounced up and down, I tried to be quiet with my moaning. Suddenly I shook with an orgasm and that felt fantastic. When the music stopped, he pumped me faster and then I felt him exploding in me. 

His hot cum was dripping out of me, as he pushed me off. Quickly, he pulled up his pants and got up. He picked up my dress and handed it to me and gave me the extra euros. I didn't know this at the time, but we needed to leave the area before the next song started or he would be charged for that song. As we left, I could feel his cum dripping down my legs. Dropping me off at our booth Juri and another guy was sitting together. He asked me how it went and I handed him the money without saying a word. Then I quickly walked to the restroom to clean up.

When I returned, this overweight guy sitting with Juri took my hand. Juri had me lean over to him and he whispered, "I hope you're ready for a good dicking. He paid 400 to fuck your hot little pussy. It is still nice and hot, isn't it?"

Unfortunately, I still wanted sex in the worst way and it didn't matter on what they looked like as long as they had a hard throbbing cock. So I smiled and answered, "Oui."

After the fat guy stood, he put his hand around my waist and guided me toward the back corridor. Stopping at the entrance, he handed the big guy a twenty. He took the money and looked at his tablet screen. Looking up at me, he smiled and said something about room 7. As we walked in, he patted my ass and said to have fun. The fat guy told me he heard about my need for having sex with lots of French men and wanted to be first. I didn't tell him that he would be second.

As we went by the rooms, they were divided like the chairs with curtains. I could hear lots of moaning and sounds of pleasurable sex coming from inside them. When we came to room seven, he opened the curtain and I walked in. The room was tiny with a small mattress covered in a plastic sheet on the floor against the back wall. The aroma of sex was evident throughout. There was one small armless chair at the foot of the mattress and a trash can that had some used condoms in it. On the floor next to the bed were a box of Kleenex and a bowl of condoms. I always thought of myself as a classy woman, but being in this room made me feel like cheap whore. Unfortunately, the sexual craving between my legs made me not care. 

With me being in front of him, the guy put his arms around my waist and pulled me to him. He whispered about how gorgeous I was. He kissed my neck and untied my dress. I helped it off me and stepped out of it. Then he turned me around to look at me. I was smiling and swaying to the music. He took his hands and pulled down my panty and I bent forward to take it off over my shoes. Then he pulled me close to him and buried his head in my boobs, as his one hand reached for my wet slit. He rubbed it for a few minutes then walked me over to the bed. Pushing me down, I fell awkwardly on my ass onto something wet with my legs spreading wide open. He laughed and told how he was going to enjoy himself. As I moved off the splattered area, I looked at him with a huge lusty grin.

He walked toward me and I moved to kneel straight up. When he reached me, I went immediately for his pants buckle that was hidden under his big belly. I unbuckled it and unzipped his pants. He quickly pulled them off, as he took off his shoes. His boxers had a bulge protruding so I pulled them down. His thick small cock exploded in my face. I took it in my mouth and began sucking on it. As I did, I slurped and moaned like I was enjoying him. 

After a few minutes, he pushed my head off his cock and said, "Not yet Kathryn. I want to fuck you for a long time before I cum in your mouth. I took a pill, so I should stay nice and hard for a while."

He knelt down, grabbing my breast and yanking on my nipples. It hurt a little, but also made them standing erect. Then he took a condom from the bowl and put it on. Lying on his back, I straddled him and took his cock. Positioning it at my wet pussy entrance, I slowly set down on him. Oh my god! It felt so good going into me. It began quenching my hot pussy and felt incredible.

I closed my eyes and sat straight up running my hands through my hair. I began moaning how good he felt in me, but I wasn't lying this time. As I kept bouncing up and down, he roughly played with my boobs. That just turned me on more. I was loudly moaning in pleasurable ecstasy for a long time, until I came with a fantastic orgasm. Oh what a great feeling. After I stopped shaking, he told me to get on all fours. 

Jumping off, I moved so he could enter me doggy. Reaching back for his cock I helped guide it back into me. Once he was all the way in, he ordered me to start fucking his cock. I began to move slowly back and forth, as he didn't move. When I sped up, he grunted and said, "Oh that's it Kathryn. Fuck my cock like the Americana whore you are. Oh yes it feels so good, doesn't it?"

I just moaned as he took my hips and began pounding in and out of my pussy faster and faster. As he thrust forward, the sound of his fat stomach slapping against my ass making music. The faster he fucked me; the belly slapping became more pronounced. Combined with our moans of pleasure, it became a symphony of sex. Faster and faster he enjoyed fucking my pussy for what seemed like eternity, but was actually about 20 minutes. I came twice more during that time. Suddenly he pulled out and told me to open wide. I fell on my back as he knelt over me and began unleashing a huge load of thick semen. When he finished it almost covered my face. It took me some time to wipe it off. Then we got dressed and left. 

Once back with Juri, he smiled at me and told me that I needed to clean up better. He took a napkin and whipped some cum from my hair. So I left for the restroom again. When I finished and was returning, I ran into a group of 4 guys who spoke English. The guy I walked into grabbed me so I wouldn't fall. When our eyes met, it was like magic. He was very handsome. He asked if I was okay. I smiled and nodded I was. Turning to his friends, he told them that I was very beautiful and he didn't need to look at any other girls. His friends talked him into checking out the place first. So he asked my name and I said it was Kathryn. He said his name was Scott. As I walked back to Juri, I turned a few times to look back at him. He was watching my every move.

Juri had another Martini waiting for me. He said I probably could use it. I did drink it faster. As we sat there for some time, the heat in my pussy returned with a vengeance. Fidgeting, I was now overly horny for sex again. A guy came over and we went behind the curtain. His fingering relieved some of the heat between my legs, but what I needed was a nice hard cock in me. As I walked past the stage Jacques grabbed and told me it was time for another dance. So up I went. When I finished, Scott was standing looking at me. I quickly walked past him, but he stopped me and asked how much to get me back in one of the rooms. I didn't say anything, but took his hand over to Juri. Juri told him 400 euros and an extra 50 if I wanted anal sex too. He told him that I was a full service girl and would do anything he wanted. So Scott gave him 450, took my hand and off to a room we went. 

Just like the other room, the scent of sex was pungent as we entered. He turned to me and asked if I spoke English. Oh my! He thinks I'm French, so I answered just a little. As he stood in front of me, I untied my dress and let it fall to the floor. He looked at me with a devious grin. He told me that he was going to have fun fucking me and wanted to dump his loads in each of my holes. I answered, no and pointed to the bowl of condoms. Then he asked if he could cum in my mouth instead. I lowered my eyes and sheepishly said Oui. Walking over to him I began unbuckling his belt and let this huge thick cock out. I wanted him so bad and needed to feel that big thing in me. My hot pussy was dripping, desiring him. So I began sucking on him as he played with my body. When he finally put me on my back and entered my wanting pussy, I moaned in ecstasy the relief his cock gave my burning hole. I mumbled, "Oh fuck me Scott!" 

We fucked for almost an hour. He came twice and did squirt his loads in my mouth. When finished, he told me that I was the best little whore he has ever fucked. Taking my panty he sniffed it and asked if he could have it for a souvenir. I nodded he could. Thanking me, we walked out together. I immediately went to the rest room to clean up. My face was drenched in cum and I could feel guys staring at me as I walked there. On my return I saw Scott bragging to his friends and showing him my panty. They looked at me with lusty expressions. 

Anyway, I could write a whole book on this night, but should just summarize the rest of the club events. I had sex again in a few minutes with one of Scott friends. When I returned, I dance on stage without a panty. The place was now packed, so I had a huge crowd of guys watching me. It gave me such a rush of adrenalin from all of their cheering that I danced for two songs. After that, I went behind the curtains again four times in a row, but only gave nice blow jobs. I was back in the sex rooms 3 more times and one more dance on the stage during the rest of the night. My night came to an end around 3 am, after my last sex room encounter. 

Juri told me I was a natural, as we walked out of the club. He said Maurice will be happy to know how I loved the night. Actually, I did immensely enjoy myself, but don't know why I was constantly so hot and horny. Although, being that way, gave me many orgasms and I loved making guys happy and feeling cum splattering on me. Scott was the highlight of my night. I loved a handsome hunk fucking me, but a hard cock was really all I needed to quench the uncontrollable sexual appetite that had engulfed me. 

When we walked to the street, the cab with the Middle Eastern guy was waiting for us. I got in and sat in the middle of the back seat. Juri sat next to me and pulled up my dress. Then he told me to spread my legs apart for the cabbie. The driver looked in his rear view mirror with a huge smile on his face. Then they talked and it seemed like the driver was happy with what was said. As he drove, he kept looking back at me. I smiled every time he looked in the mirror. The driver asked Juri something and he answered 6. That seemed to make him happy. 

Once we got to Maurice's apartment the cab driver, parked in the narrow alley next to the apartment. Juri got out and I went to leave to, but instead the driver came in the other door. As Juri rolled down the window, he closed the door behind him. I looked up at him and he whispered, "Taking you, is the reason he waited for us Kathryn. I bet you are still a little hot for another fuck, now aren't you?"




My French Vacation



I didn't get to answer, as the cabbie grabbed me closer to him. His fingers immediately touched my wet hot pussy. So Juri was right. I still was somewhat horny and doing one more guy probably would feel good too. I moved closer so he could finger me better. He said something, sat down on next to me and undid his pants. He pulled them down to his ankles but didn't take them off. Then he motioned for me to sit on him without taking off my dress. Taking a condom he put it on. Pulling up my dress to my waist, I straddled him on my knees and guided his long cock into me. He moved the material off my boobs and played with them as I bounced up and down. It felt wonderful being fucked again and after some time, I built up to another orgasm. As I shook, the cabbie pushed me off and laid me on my back. Taking one leg, he pushed it up on the back of the seat with my other leg on the floor for balance. Kneeling in front of me, he pushed himself back in. I love the feeling of a cock being impaled in me and sighed with pleasurable acceptance. 

I closed my eyes and began enjoying him fucking me. I put a hand over my head to stop it from plowing into the side of the door. The other hand I had on my breast tantalizing my nipples. As he continued driving himself in and out of me for a long time, I suddenly sniffed smoke. Leaning my head back, I opened my eyes and saw Juri looking in the window watching me getting ravished. In between his cigarette puffs, he had a devious smirk as he watched me moving with the cabbie's thrusting. Suddenly our eyes met. He smiled at me and whispered, "You look like you are really enjoying yourself." 

As the cabbie suddenly started to ravish me faster and faster, all I could do was smile back in between my moans of ecstasy. His devious expression was a sign of approval and I could tell by looking at him that he enjoyed watching me being fucked. So I closed my eyes to relish in the sexual bliss I was experiencing.

After some time the cabbie said something to Juri and he told him Oui. Suddenly, he pulled out of me, took off the condom and stuck his cock head just inside of my wet open hole. Then he began to spew his cum inside my pussy. Oh I just love that feeling of cum being squirted in me, no matter who it is. After finishing his many squirts, I lay there on my back, as the cabbie knelt next to me. He placed his cock on my dress and wiped it clean. As he pulled up his pants, he thanked me and got out. The door was left open, so I slowly squirmed out. Once outside the cab, I pulled down my dress and began walking to the back of the taxi. Juri was waiting for me with that smirk on his face, as the cab quickly sped away.

As we walked to the apartment, Juri told me of how pleased he was with my abilities and guys were talking about me all night. He mentioned that Jacques wants me to come back and he'll only charge me 100 euros instead of the normal fee, if I fuck him too. Just let him know in advance so he can advertise me. I 'm guessing I was a well-received at my first sex club of the trip. Then he chuckled, mentioning that the Sugar was the real catalyst for my desires.

As the cabbie's cum was starting to ooze out of me, I held Juri's arm tightly and leaned my head on his shoulder. I guess I was finally tired from the hours of pleasure I experienced and it was only my first night in Paris. When I finally made it to bed, I fell asleep wondering what new endeavors I had waiting for me.

The next day, I got up around 10 am and found a note on the kitchen counter. It said, "Good morning Gorgeous. I have errands to run today, so here is some of money. Spend it anyway you want and have a good time site seeing. I'll be back around 7 pm and will take you on a Seine cruise for dinner." 

There were six hundred euros next to the note. So I took a long shower, dressed in red shorts and a white sleeveless sheer blouse with a bra on and went site seeing on this hot humid day. I was a little hung over, but a few aspirin, a large cup of delicious French coffee and a chocolate croissant, perked me right up. As I visited the museum of Monet Water Lilies, I ran into Scott again. He saw me and walked toward me after calling my name. My heart was racing and I had a lump in my stomach as he approached. 

To be continued.............

So that is the story of my first day in Paris. I hope to continue writing many more adventures of my vacation, but only if I have enough feedback from writing me with comments. I love reading them. I'll even write you back with some photos of the trip. Hopefully you won't want to miss the next part to my sex vacation and desire me to tell more. I've was a very naughty girl.

Kisses Kathryn