August in Versailles by David Work has me in Versailles, France that is not Indiana! The last two nights I have run about 3-4 miles through the and around the grounds of the Chateau. Louis XIV's grand gardens and hedge lined alleys slashing through ancient groves. The gardens, hedges and groves, smell wonderful. My legs are tight and sore so I take my camera and walk around the palace through the North Gate of the Orangerie, and start climbing the steps I ran up only the other day. I look back on the man made lake I ran around and the garden of fruit trees and roses. As I slowly mount the stairs I see a pair of young ladies taking turns taking each others pictures. Both of them are quite cute and I admire the blonde and the dark haired beauties as they laugh at each other's poses. The blonde wears a red silk mini dress that hides absolutley nothing of her charms, and the brunette wears a tank top that is strained and a wonderful pair of low waisted white his huggers that expose the briefest glimpse of a thong that matches in color to her tank. I walk over and ask "Parlez Vous Englaise? Would you like me to take your picture together". The brunette smiles and says "Oui" handing me her camera as she faces the blonde, they share a wicke smile and with the Chateau in the background the brunette cups the large breast of the blonde and they lock lips in a deep and knowledgeable kiss. I wonder if I should set her digital camera to video mode or just keep taking shots as they start a make out session that would make Amber Lynn blush. I keep taking pictures until both girls crack up laughing and the blonde steps away to take the camera and I slap my forehead. "Kelly! I am so sorry that I didin't recognize you and Gretchen! How long has it been? 8-9 years?" "Feels like forever, David. Work have you here again?" "Of course, and you two?" "Just a little R&R between contracts. Do you have plans for dinner?" "I was just going to head over to my favorite brasserie and grab a steak and a couple of beers." "Well walk with us, and I think we can give you a better meal than that. We have a flat rented just around the corner." We walk through the gate I just came through and down the street a bit and into the old part of Versailles. We walk through old narrow streets with buildings that flow from one into the other. Windows open to the street with scents of home cooked meals and people out on the sidewalk cafes that we pass by. We turn here and there and the two of you walk with your arms twined through mine as we catch up on the last couple of years. The two of you are well and we talk about how our lives have changed since we last met. You both shepherd me through the back streets until we walk through a secluded garden--almost a courtyard--behind buildings on four sides. Over the path is a sign that says Jarden Recollection. You take an old key out of a pocket and open a gate off the garden to a town house with a second floor balcony overlooking the garden. It is about 7:30 and there is about two more hours of day light. It is amazing how late it stays light here. We walk into your townhouse and head up the stairs to a floor that is a wonderful galley kitchen, a sitting room and french doors that lead out to the balcony. You and Gretchen leave me to look at the room, find some soft music to play on the stereo and open the patio doors. It never ceases to amaze me the lack of bugs. There are a few butterflies feeding on the flowers in the garden below but none of the mosquitoes of the midwest. You and Gretchen go for bottles of wine, a plate of cheese, and a bowl of fruit, peaches and grapes. We open the wine and fill our glasses and take pillows out to the balcony where we take turns feeding each other grapes and I bite into a peach that is so juicey the nectar overflows my mouth and drips along my beard. You notice my moment of distress and lean over to suck the juices off my face and as I swallow the last of the fruit your mouth covers mine and we kiss for the first time in years. Your lips are satin and sweet from the reisling and fruit we have been partaking. Gretchen smiles as you explore my mouth with your tongue. I can see her brain working through the feel of that kiss, a kiss she knows so well. One that I am fondly remembering as you remind me what I have missed. Gretchen takes our glasses and the plates away as the kiss develops. She turns out the lights in the room, brings out another bottle of wine and a couple of pillows. The sun is behind the Chateau it is after 9:30 and almost dark. My hand cups your head and my other hand cups your full breast. Gretchen sidles up behind you and starts to massage up your thigh as she nibbles on your ear. Her hand travels up your thigh lifting your skirt to reveal your naked snatch. I chuckle remembering your smooth shaven lips during some of our earlier episodes. Gretchen knows what you like and her fingers soon have you opening your legs ever wider to open yourself to her. We break our kiss to catch our breath and you lean back against Gretchen. Your mouths meet and share a kiss so intimate I am envious. I can see that Gretchen wants nothing but to see you pleasured. Your dress is a wrap and she unties it letting it fall open to reveal your lovely flat rounded belly and your firm round large breasts. She keeps kissing you and fondling one of your breasts, I bend over and suckle at the other. I can hear your moans in her mouth as our ministrations pleasure you. I can smell you. Smell the fragrance of your juices as Gretchen's kisses get you so hot. She has your mouth fully engaged, and I kiss my way down your belly. You know what is coming and open your legs in anticipation. I lay between your legs and cover your labia with my mouth. Slowly sucking your lower lips into my mouth and my tongue kissing your vagina the way that I know Gretchen is kissing your mouth. Your body shudders as my tongue slides in and out of your cunt. Gretchen holds your head in her hands holding your mouth against hers as I tongue fuck you and then slide my tongue up and against your clit. One long suck of your clit and your back is arching. I suck your clit like I remember the way that you have sucked my cock in the past. You pull on Gretchen's hair with one hand and hold my head hard against your clit with the other as I slide two fingers into your vagina and start to slide them against your cunt's roof. That little round swell just inside the roof is my interest as my mouth matches the rhythm of my fingers inside your cunt. I finger fuck and suck you faster and faster as Gretchen tongue fucks your mouth and mangles your breast. Your back arches into her and I hear you scream into her mouth as I see your abdomen contract again and again with a very powerful orgasm. Gretchen breaks away from your mouth and you fall back onto the pillows in a daze. "David, I think she really enjoyed that!" she says with a smile worthy of the Cheshire Cat. I wonder what is next in store until I see Gretchen eyeing my crotch and her grin gets bigger. She stands up and grabs your arms and pulls you into the room along with a mound of pillows. You are still in a daze and she lays you out with pillows under your head and along your sides to hold you in place. Your dress is splayed out behind you your naked body framed by the red silk and what looks like matching pillows around you. I grab Gretchen's camera and take pictures of your near comatose form. Gretchen stands and slides out of those wonderful white hip huggers. Yes the thong is black and of the same material and shade as the tank top she is still wearing. She kneels between your legs and buries her face in your twat. You give a sharp yelp of pleasure and then settle into soft moans of plesaure as she starts a ryhtym that the two of you know so well. Her hips sway enticingly before me and I know exactly what she wants. My hands caress her back and slowly massage. I work her hard back muscles until I feel them relax and then I slowly work my hands under her tank to cup those luscious globes that gravity has pulled away from her body. Globes that more than fill my hands. I stand straddling her back watching your face as she licks and sucks on your clit, labia, and the trough of your vagina. I massage my hands down her hard abdomen and over her hips. I slide her thong down over her hips. I lick my tongue slowly up and down the crack of her ass and slowly beging to tongue fuck her as as my fingers slowly play along her vagina. As her hips begin to sway in a rhythm that tells me I have found the right stuff. I lick between her vagina and her anus slowly running my tongue up and down as she tongue fucks you. I stand and drop my pants. My cock is hard and you look at it with a smile as Gretchen continues to eat you. You know exactly what I am going to do as I kneel behind your lover. I slide my cock into her as she slides her tongue into you. I find her rhythm as she tongue fucks you. You are getting closer to your orgasm and I am just beginning. Gretchen starts panting in rhythm with my thrusts but her tongue continues to pleasure you. You start to moan and as you crescendo so does your lover. I keep up a steady pace and as you come you flip around to suck on Gretchen's clit as I continue to fuck her. Harder and deeper I plunge, her head arches back in a silent scream as you suck hard against her clit and she comes, every muscle in her body vibrating in ecstasy. You slide out from under Gretchen as she falls forward and I stand pulling you up with me. We kiss hard. My hard cock presses against your belly and as we finish our kiss I twirl you around. "Grab your ankles!" You comply and I stand behind you and enter you from behind. Gretchen looks up from her stupor and watches the live-action porn in front of her face as I slide in and out of you again and again. I grab your hips and pull you on and off my cock. I am so hard you wonder about this flesh made rock cock that is sliding in and out of you. It is warm, hard and wet, and twitching with the joy of being inside a hot, beautiful women as she comes for the third time tonight. I pull you on and off my cock, your breasts swaying with the force of my pull and thrusts. You dutifully hold your ankles and Gretchen stands up to hold onto your breasts. I think she has a little dominatrix in her for she pushes and holds your face against your clit. I hear your muffled cries. As I thrust hard and deep pushing you into Gretchen's twat you cry with pleasure. I just make out one word. "Please" "Please what?" I ask. "Please allow me to come," you say. "And how are we to do that?" I ask "Don't stop fucking me," you reply. So I continue on. Harder and harder I thrust. Harder and harder Gretchen pulls your head against her twat. Harder and harder I pull you onto my cock. Deeper and deeper I thrust until you arch your back against me. "Gretchen suck his cock, make him come NOW!" you cry and the orgasm racks through your body in pleasure. Gretchen drops to her knees and swallows my cock whole all the way to my balls. I hear her gagged a bit and then she is at my head, sucking slowly and pleasureably. I pull her up and lift one leg up until I can enter her. She puts her hands on my shoulders and lifts up encircicling my hips and pulling herself on and off my cock as you watch the porno show in front of your face. You slowly stand behind Gretchen, grab her tits and start massaging them pulling her back against your body, being her support as I support her hips and waist. She leans back into you and I fuck her even harder. You cup her head and start to tongue fuck her the way that she tongue fucked you earlier. Harder and harder I stroke. "Should I come in her or on her?" I ask. "On her!" you cry and I pull out just in time to spew my sep across her abdomen, chest and even up along her kneck. Slowly we lower her to the floor and we lick every last drop off her limp body and then share the fluid in a kiss beteen us. We cuddle up around your lover keeping her warm and fall slowly and gently into a wonderful sleep. Well of course we do David! ------------------------------------- The Fine Print: This story copyright 2008 David. Permission is granted to distribute via and archive in alt.sex.stories.moderated and ASSTR in accordance with a.s.s.m. guidelines and policies. 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