Michelle was originally from
France. She moved to the United States with her
boyfriend, Pierre, a few years ago.
It was odd being in America
because of all the stereotypes going around. They
found out that Americans thought of French people
as sex objects as if the only thing they did all
day was have sex and speak with a sexy accent. It
offended Michelle and Pierre, but it was mainly
because, in their case, the rumor was true.
They lived in California
where movie stars and porn stars were plentiful.
Most pretty women wanted to be one or the other.
For Michelle, her fantasy was to be a porn star,
but she was too shy to do it, so she found
another way to make her dream into a superficial
reality.
She bought her own camera
and posed for it all the time. At this very
moment, she was outside their spacious home in
her panties and a very skimpy shirt posing for
the camera.
Michelle had a great body.
She was about five and a half feet tall with dark
features and a slender body except for her chest.
Michelle's chest was what drew the most attention
from men (and women).
Her tits were huge and firm
enough to make you think they were fake. People
asked her about them all the time. She'd tell
them they were real, they'd say she was lying,
and that would make her day. She always took it
as a compliment.
So on this particular day,
she decided to do a tribute to her tits. She set
the camera up and started talking dirty to it as
she moved seductively and showed off her
bountiful curves.
She popped her tits out of
the bra and introduced them as her magic boobs
that were 110% real. When she was done outside,
she took the camera in the house and pointed it
at the bed.
She continued taking more
clothes off until she was naked. Her pussy was
soaking wet as she fondled her tits and clit and
spoke dirty for the camera. The goal of all this
in real life was to make the viewer horny, but
Michelle was doing a better job of getting
herself steamy and wet.
For a moment, she was lost
in her fantasy. It was like she was really a porn
star. She was spread eagle all over the bed
fingering herself and talking so nasty. Her clit
was erect and shining from all the juices seeping
from her sweet hole.
"Come, my sweet little
baby," she said. "Please come. It's just you I
want."
She stuck her fingers deep
inside her warm nest. Her legs were as high as
her head so penetration was easy.
She started sliding her
fingers in and out. She started moaning. It felt
so good.
"Do you want my shiny, sweet
pussy," she said to the camera.
Her fingers went in deeper
as a low moan escaped her mouth. She rolled on
her side.
She touched her asshole. She
applied a little pressure but didn't go inside.
She was teasing herself first. She was a pro at
that.
She felt a pair of hands
close around her tits. She was startled at first,
but it didn't last long. She knew who it was.
"Michelle, are you playing
with yourself again?" asked Pierre.
His accent was every bit as
alluring as hers. He was a little taller than
Michelle and had the same dark features.
Michelle was impressed by
how quietly he'd entered the room. She didn't
hear him come in, nor did she feel him lay on the
bed behind her.
"Yes," she answered.
"Let me do that for you,"
commanded Pierre as he kissed her neck.
Michelle's legs reflexively
opened wider. Then Pierre sucked hard on her
nipple and started French kissing her.
"Can I lick you? Your whole
body?"
"Yeees. My whole body."
Pierre kissed his way down
her torso. His body was facing the opposite way,
so when he got to her crotch, they would've been
in a perfect position to 69, but Pierre was still
fully clothed, so only he could do the licking.
He slipped his head
underneath one of her legs. He felt moisture all
over his chin immediately. That was one of the
things he liked about eating Michelle's pussy
when she was already horny. He got to savor her
flavor right away instead of having to make it
come down. Even better, since his head was under
her leg, he was in the perfect spot to lick her
ass.
He fully extended his tongue
and slid it from her clit to her split in her
pussy right down to her asshole. It tasted of
soap. She must've recently taken a shower.
"Do you like that, my dear?"
"That's right," she moaned.
Both legs were raised so
high that her knees could touch her shoulders.
She was squirming and fingering her clit as he
licked her.
Pierre looked at her upper
body from his spot in between her legs. She was a
vision of beauty, alright. Her tits were fallen
back into place. Her eyes were shut. Her belly
was contracted, showing off her well-developed
stomach. And then there was her pussy, so shiny
and wet and right there in his face where he
could see it best and sniff its erotic aroma.
His dick was throbbing like
a fresh wound. He wanted to put it inside her,
but she was having a good time and Pierre, like
many Frenchmen, got more joy from satisfying his
woman than he did from his own pleasure.
So instead of shoving his
dick in her like he wanted to, he pulled it out
and said, "I have a toy for you."
His crotch was already by
Michelle's face, so all she had to do was grab it
and go to work on it. She licked the swollen head
a few times just to tease him before she started
sucking on the head.
"I want your dick," said
Michelle as she forced Pierre to sit all the way
up so she could get better access to it.
She started sucking him
deeper. Pierre was busy taking his shirt off.
Then he leaned forward and slipped three fingers
inside her pussy.
They went in with no
friction since she was already gushing juices.
She started humping his hand, moving her pelvis
in grinding small circles.
Pierre was rubbing her clit
as this was going on. It made Michelle more horny
and she started sucking him harder and deeper as
she moaned in delight.
Her legs were already way up
in the air and seeing her squirm this way was
giving Pierre more urges to taste her sweet twat.
He grabbed her legs by the knees and pulled her
pussy up high enough for his mouth to reach it.
Michelle loved his
take-charge attitude in bed. That was one of the
things that kept her coming back for more.
The foreplay lasted for what
seemed an eternity. They spent a lot of time
sucking each other, tit fucking, and masturbating
each other, which they both preferred more than
normal sex a lot of times.
But this wasn't one of those
times. Pierre was horny as hell today. He wanted
to feel the warmth of her soft cunt.
He spooned in behind her.
His cock slid in and he started pounding her.
"Ohh," she screamed.
Her tits were jiggling every
which way. She and Pierre were both trying to
watch his cock as it slid in and out of her.
Michelle kept taking it out
and smacking her pussy with it. Then she'd slide
it back in and let him fuck a few seconds before
she did it again and again.
"Yes, use me as you toy,"
said Pierre.
It felt so good. Michelle
was dying to be fucked harder so she sat up on
his cock--now she was in the reverse cowgirl
position--and started riding him really hard.
Pierre, just as horny as she
was, grabbed her by the waist and started
thrusting into her from below. All you could hear
was screaming, moaning, and their pelvises
smacking together.
They had the whole room
smelling like sweat and sex. It was awesome.
Pierre said, "Fuck me,
baby. You're so gooood!! Oh, yeah, fuck. Let
your beautiful ass dance on my dick. But turn
around. Turn around."
She obeyed and now Pierre
had her beautiful bouncing in his face. He cupped
both ass cheeks. He lifted his pelvis slightly
off the bed and started ramming into her. Then
he'd relax while she worked her ass on his cock
going up, down, sideways, grinding motions, and
everything.
It was like they could read
each other's minds. One would fuck while the
other would rest.
It was wonderful. There were
a lot of smiles flirting throughout the whole
thing.
"Feed me your pussy," said
Pierre.
Michelle jumped off his cock
and started sucking it.
"Yes, do that and feed me
your pussy."
She continued deep sucking
his prick as she lay on top of his body putting
her wet pussy in his face. They sucked each other
with gusto (they were back in their favorite
position again so how else could they go at it?).
It was weird today. They
usually had rough sex, but it was a lot rougher
and wilder today. Pierre was like a horny demon
today. He couldn't make up his mind what position
he wanted to be in. The kept switching from one
to another really often. He'd spit in hr pussy
and suck it back out and shove four fingers up
her pussy just to see how far they would reach.
He'd never done any of this
before now, but Michelle was hoping this wouldn't
be the last time. She liked it. Seeing him
lusting for her like that was having an effect on
her.
It was like his lust was
rubbing off on her. It was the way he manhandled
her, the way he looked at her like an animal, the
way he treated her like a dirty whore. And for
that moment, she was his whore and she
loved it...every tit-jiggling, cock-sucking
second of it. He made her feel like a real porn
star.
"OOoohhhhhhhh!! It's
unbelievable!" screamed Michelle as her cunt
spasmed and contracted and secreted hot cum all
over her lover's stiff cock. "Ohh, I feel it! I
feel it!"
Pierre felt it too. Her
pussy had contracted violently so many times that
it almost felt like a hand job. He was on the
brink of an orgasm to. The burning sensation in
his cock was intense.
He pulled it out and started
stroking it. "Suck my balls," he told Michelle.
She got off the bed and fell
to her knees. Pierre felt his balls being inhaled
as he was vigorously stroking his cock.
He grabbed the back of
Michelle's head. He started moaning louder. He
stopped stroking and pointed it at her wide-open
mouth.
You could see the joy in
Michelle's eyes as the first gust of cum entered
her mouth. Then another came. Then another. Then
they started coming less and less so she started
sucking it as she stroked it herself. She felt it
convulse in her hand a couple more times before
it went dead, leaving her mouth filled with warm,
creamy cum.
It was show time.
She kept sucking him just
enough to keep him hard. She'd let cum bubbles
pop up on her lips and then inhale the cum back
into her mouth.
She did it a few more times
because she knew how much Pierre liked seeing cum
in his mouth, plus she was feeling like a slut
and she liked the way it felt. So when she was
done playing with it, with a single gulp, she
made the cum all gone.
That was uncharacteristic of
Michelle. She didn't mind having cum in her mouth
but she never swallowed it. Pierre wasn't sure if
she'd really done it.
"Open wide," he said.
She did, and sure enough,
there wasn't a trace left. He was impressed.
"Did you like it?"
She smiled, said, "Oh, yes."
Pierre kissed her and again
a few times over. "You're the best," he said.
"You're the best."
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