My French lover - Sex Stories

My French lover

... the floor with his back to the kitchen units and his face in my pussy. I gripped the edge of the top even harder as he pulled me to him with his hands on my arse. Still we didn’t speak. He darted his tongue expertly up and down my slit, licking the juices from my wet hole. He parted my lips with his strong tongue, and darted it in and out of my love canal. Then he moved up to my clitty and started working it in a circular motion with his tongue. I was now pushing my hips hard against his face causing his head to bang against the cupboards. I was as horny as hell and moaning loudly with pleasure as he played with my button. I was in heaven. Here was this sexy French man sitting on my kitchen floor, servicing his friend’s wife with his expert tongue. I gripped the worktop and began to moan loudly, a wave of ecstasy began to sweep over me and my orgasm suddenly came strong and fast. I bucked my hips against his face, forcing each drop of my come into his mouth. My legs went to jelly and I had to hold myself up as the spasms gradually subsided. Marco slid out from under me and stood up behind me. We still hadn’t spoken. I remained there routed to the spot looking out at the garden, holding on tight to the worktop, my legs still parted in a provocative pose. He stood behind me and again nuzzled my neck kissing me and fondling my breasts. He rolled my erect nipples between his strong fingers. I could feel juices running down my naked inner thigh. His hands moved from my breasts ...

... and slowly slipped my robe off my shoulders. He gently lifted each of my hands and removed the gown completely, discarding it to one side. He pressed his naked body against mine and I felt his cock pressing against my bum and the small of my back. I closed my eyes. He nuzzled my neck again and kissed me softly. He placed a hand on top of each of mine and gripped them tightly, then he whispered softly. “Is this what you want, do you want to feel me make love to you?” “Oh god yes, do what you want with me, I want to feel your cum deep inside me!” I replied. With that he used his feet to part my legs further. Still holding my hands to the worktop he worked his cock under me with his hips until I felt the tip of it at the entrance to my wet hole. I stood on tip toe to ease his access. As I wriggled my hips to help he parted my wet lips with his hard tool. He slipped it in all the way till I felt his pelvic bone against my bum. He paused there a moment giving us both the pleasant sensation of his cock in my soft wet tunnel. Then he began to work it in and out slowly, taking it almost all the way out before sliding it back in again. He still held down my hands and kissed my neck. I closed my eyes and tipped my head back enjoying his cock sliding slowly in and out of my pussy. He was determined to make it last. I slid up and down his shaft for a few minutes savouring every feeling. I moaned as it rubbed the walls of my pussy. He moved at different angles to get maximum penetration and ...