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Jonni's French Adventure
I wasn't in an especially good mood as I drove towards France.
Ok, being sent by Monica to a meeting in
… So here I was, sitting in my car and driving south,
thinking about how much I would miss Monica, specially our hot adventures in
bed. Hmmm, she had such a talented tongue…
You know, when it comes to sex, I have only two problems. Well,
three to be honest. First one is my nipples. I have nice large aureoles, about
two inches diameter. They really look nice. And in the middle of them are proud
nipples, that are about half an inch length, when they
are not aroused. When they are, they grow almost to double that length and are
very hard. When they are in that state they are clearly visible through almost
any fabric.
The second, almost bigger problem is my penis. Normally it
hidden, sort of sunken inside my mound except for its bulbous head, but when
excited, it quickly leaves the protection of its cave and comes out for all to
notice. With these attributes, I seem to be the dream companion of every man or
woman.
Well, you hit my third problem, men hit on me all the
time. Its not that I don't like
men, I consider myself as bisexual, its just that a
nicely shaped female body turns me just more on. And sometimes I use my body to
get a woman into my bed…
Anyway, after a 4 hour drive I finally arrived at my hotel. It
was summer, and because my car doesn't have air condition (you rarely need that
in
As I was waiting with my bag over my shoulder, I had enough
time to really observe the young woman. Hmm, she really looked nice! Sensual
lips, long dark hair and her smile just makes one want
to smile back. My eyes followed her body further down… hmmm… the
hotel uniform suited her really well… dark blue jacket, white
shirt… nice breasts, just the size I like, about the size of a small
grapefruit… well tanned skin… I let my thoughts drift away a bit;
thinking about how it would be to caress those sweet fruits… "Vous desirez?" Her voice interrupted my thoughts.
"Oh… do you speak English?" I
asked her, because I don’t speak French very well. She smiled to me.
"Yes I do. What can I do for you?" "You should have a reservation for
Phillips. Jonni Phillips. " "Oh yes,
here you are. Room 208" As she looked up from
her computer, her eyes stopped for a moment on my breasts and her smile grew a
little bit broader.
Without looking down, I knew what stopped her eyes. Thinking
about her body aroused me a bit and my tits showed that fact quite clearly. Oh,
my nipples weren't fully erect, but the belt of the bag over my shoulder
pressed the fabric of the blouse tightly to my skin. She looked right in my
eyes and for a moment I was lost in her green eyes. "If you
need… something… just call the reception desk" she said
with a warm smile, without breaking the eye contact for a moment. 'hmm, I'll sure remember that!' I thought. She gave me the
card key for my room and as my fingers touched hers, I felt a slight discomfort
between my legs as someone was waking up.
The room was nice enough. Ok, the furniture was a bit old, but
at least the bed was big and soft. I had to prepare some papers for the next
day's meeting, so I ordered dinner in and worked until about 10 PM. There were
knots in the muscles of my back, so I decided to use the hotel’s
whirlpool. I went down to the reception to ask for the way. To my
disappointment the young girl wasn't behind the desk, so I had to ask a bored
looking old Spanish guy. In broken English he gave me directions, but didn't
mention they would close the pool at about 10:30.
I went to the locker room, changed into my swimsuit and slid
with a light moan of delight into the water. Oh, the warm waters felt so good!
I closed my eyes and dreamed a bit about the pretty girl and me. Feeling the
warmth between my legs rise, I glanced around and not seeing anybody closed my
eyes and let my right hand glide between my legs. I was feeling pretty
confident that the bubbles of the whirlpool would hide the action under the
water well enough.
My penis rose as my finger touched it through the spandrex
fabric and I arched my back. I licked my lips and spread my legs wider. Sliding
with one hand under the swimsuit I teased my tip. Again I licked my lips and
moaned quietly, as my finger glided between my belly and my now swelling sex. I
brushed my finger over my growing sex and arched once again my back. I rubbed
myself quietly, only moaning lightly from time to time, until I felt, I was
near to cumming. Because I can get quite loud when I come so I glanced around
to see if I'm still alone I opened my eyes again.
The girl from the reception was atanding in the shadow of the
entrance! Not sure, what she was able to see through the bubbles and not
knowing, how long she had been there, I decided to
play innocent. "I just wanted to close the
pool room," she said with a slightly shaking voice. "I'll be out in a minute" I said with a dry mouth.
She moved a step closer into the light as I remarked, her flushed face.
"Oh, don't hurry, just finish what you
were…" her voice broke and she flushed even deeper. I looked up
at her. Now standing on the other side of the pool, she was staring openly on
my breast with the fully erected nipples under the wet fabric.
"I only need five more
minutes" I said and she quickly turned around to leave. I heard the
door close and closed my eyes. 'Shit', I thought 'too bad she didn't stay'
Slowly, I resumed rubbing myself again. I started to pant, as I felt the heat
building up in my scrotum. My left hand went up to my breasts to massage them
and squeeze my long nipples. I hooked two fingers around my shaft and with my
thumb started stroking motions over my penis. I felt pulsations inside my
fingers grasp. Knowing, I was getting close, I started
stroking myself faster and faster, but then squeezed my fingers against my
shaft in an attempt to slow the progression from reaching completion. The warm
feeling started to spread all over my body. I pinched my right nipple hard. The
pain pushed me over the point of no return. I felt my penis leap above my
fingers as the first spasm of the orgasm washed over me. I opened my eyes and saw
her sitting on the bench opposite the pool her own hand buried between her
legs. "Don't stop, please!" she said
with slowly moving hips.
As I felt the second contraction in my penis, I opened my
mouth and took a sharp gulp of air. Our eyes met as the third convulsion hit me
and the orgasm started to take control over my body. I squeezed my fingers
tightly around the area below the tip and cupped my palm over the head. My
penis felt like it would burn and explode any moment and my legs opened and
closed rapidly, trying to release it from my body.
Normally, I would have stopped long ago abusing so much,
because I would get too sensitive from the treatment. But my eyes were locked
onto hers and watching the expression of raising lust in her face made it just
impossible for me to stop. Finally her legs started to tremble and she closed
her eyes. She was still wearing her skirt so I couldn't see her sex, but
judging from the movement under the skirt she was fingering herself like mad. I
started to pump my hand again, matching her speed. Suddenly her legs started to
jerk violently and her upper body was pulled forward by an invisible force, as
the orgasm hit her. Her whole body started to convulse. As I saw her orgasm hit
her, my own body started to convulse too.
Tears of lust filled my eyes and I had to close them. My penis
swelled inside my fingers demanding an ever faster rhythm. Every contraction
caused my stomach muscles to scream, pulling my breast forward, pressing the
air out of my lungs. When one contraction would subside I’d throw my head
back, fighting for air, until the next wave hit me. I heard a scream echoing
from the wall, not knowing, if it was hers or mine. I lost track of time, of
the orgasms that hit me. Finally my power left me and I slowly started to relax
and opened my eyes to look for my masturbating new friend.
She was laying on her side on the floor, her legs pulled up to her breast and her hand still buried between her legs. She didn't move it, but still her body twitched from time to time and her face was still a grimace of lust. I watched her coming down slowly. I wanted to get out of the pool, but I felt so weak, I couldn't move. She slowly opened her eyes, smiling at me. "Merci beaucoup" she whispered. "You're welcome" I managed to whisper back in a hoarse voice. I smiled. This week wouldn't be as boring as I thought!
