French Bakery - Sex Stories

French Bakery

... around in panties and no bra all day to give a man easy access to walk up and fully take advantage of her. All these thoughts cross my mind as I eat my delicious croissants. I didn’t realize how hungry I was till I took that first bite! By the time I finish my plate, I decide I’m ready to take the chance and see if she’s down to play with a young horny guy like myself. I mean, what’s the worst that can happen if my plan fails? She screams and I’ll get the hell out of here on my motor scooter in no time.

I wave for Olga to come to my table. She asks me in French if I want anything else (I assume). I then stand up and look down at her as I’m taller. I wrap my arms around her thick waist and grab the straps to her apron, untying them without any trouble. I reach below and I grope her ass, squeezing her cheeks. To my astonishment, Olga laughs. She pulls herself away from me and takes off her apron. She then rips off her blouse, exposing her large sagged breasts that plop down toward her belly. I take a good look at her upper body covered in rolls and belly fat. Her breasts have large areolas and thick nipples that are hard and stick out. Olga has a big smile on her face, watching me stare at her.

“Ahh?” She asks nonverbally seeking validation. I nod my head, taking my hands and reaching out to grab her breasts. I pick up her heavy wonders and begin to squeeze them. Olga stands laughing softly to herself as I play with each massive breast. I grab her left tit and try to ...

... stick as much of it in my mouth as I can while I squeeze her right tit with my other hand and use my pointer finger to play with her nipple. I then smash my face in between her breasts, continuing to squeeze them. I shake my head left and right between her breasts while I squeeze them. My tongue plays around getting a taste of Olga’s cleavage. She’s sweaty and tastes salty which drives me wild knowing she’s filthy after a hard day of work.

I release my grip from Olga’s breasts and decide that it’s time to see what’s under her granny panties she has on. I grab her hands and place them on the table. Olga bends her body over leaning on the table as I stand behind her and get a view of her ass. I press against her waist and kiss my way down her sweaty back and down to the jungle. I grab her panties with both hands and yank them down to her ankles in one motion. I’m hit with the aroma of her musky pussy while my face is close to her ass from behind. I take a good look at the jungle before my eyes. Her pussy lips are enlarged and have hair on the edges of her vaginal folds. Her hair goes down beneath her legs and up toward her pubic area with some hair near her dark asshole. I spread open Olga’s legs and spit into her beaver. I do this a few times and then take two fingers, shoving them into her hairy snatch to get lost deep inside. Olga is mostly quiet but she lets out some deep grunts. I hear her muttering in French under her breath. I slowly finger her pussy in and out. I can ...