Le CRAZY HORSE

[Honey_B]

Aime

Aime stared down at the beautiful drawing in her hands. Why did it make her want to smile and cry at the same time? The face depicted on the paper only bore a fleeting resemblance to the girl, or so she thought. Aime did not see herself as others did when she glimpsed her own reflection. Actually the girl scarcely payed attention to her appearance.

Her smile was tremulous and she had tears hiding in her eyes as she looked up. The sailor smiled back at her. "Could this be how he sees me?" Aime thought with amazement. She clasped the paper to her chest. "Thank you, monsieur."

 

[SexyChele]

Gianna

As he fills me deeply, I feel as though he goes straight to my core. Stroking his shaft within my pussy causes me to moan and seek to have this man fully in me. I meet him stroke for stroke, feeling his large hands upon my body, at once holding and guiding for his entrance and pleasure. I have my head down on the pillows as I moan softy with each stroke.

I feel him pull out of my pussy, and I hold my breath with anticipation. I could tell by his movements that he was very close to release....to filling me with his seed.

Suddenly I feel his cock, wet with my juices rubbing against my most delicate entrance. I catch my breath, waiting, wondering if he will do as I think....and desire....that he will do. Slowly, I feel him push into my ass, and I exhale to make his entry into me easy and as painless as possible. As he pushes past the tight muscles, I take a sharp intake of breath, and then start to pant as I try to accustom myself to his size and girth within my smallest of openings. Soon I begin to push against him, feeling his cock fill me and delighting in the feeling of fullness. He grabs my hips and starts to move back and forth...slowly at first and then begins to thrust. I reach down and push 2 fingers into my wet pussy, and rub his cock against the thin wall of skin. I feel him thrust urgently and start to rub his cock with more ferver. As he pulls me to him in a final thrust, I can feel, with the fingers in my pussy, his cock pulsating his cum deep within my ass. I cry out from the pure ecstacy of the experience, and continue to stroke him through my pussy.

I hear him cry out in the midst of his pleasure, and then feel him as he slowly continues to move within me. When I feel him slump down over my back, I know that his orgasm is complete. I do not move, allowing him to catch his breath and regain his senses once more...

 

[afternooner]

Riley

As I concentrate on entering the tightest and most delicate opening in Gianna's body. my need to cum more has subsided somewhat giving me the most erotic sexual experience that I have ever had. Her tight hole contains me like a velvet glove, every part of my cock comes in contact with the smooth velvet walls. Walls that cling undulating with my movement caressing the tip of my cock, surounding my pulsing head, grasping behind the head, the most sensitive area, all along the shaft to the junction of it and my body, where her rose bud muscles, now closed form a ring, a ring that holds my shaft so tight that it blocks my ejaculation. I thrust in utter abandon reveling in ecstacy of the moment.

I think I could go on forever, fuck until I fell over in complete exhaustion. I wonder, is that why the French call it " the little death" Well for me it will be the big one if we keep this up.

Mon dieu, I exclaim another sensation ,most exquisite, two firm points pressing through the thin wall between Gianna's pussy and my thrusting cock. I reach around and find that she has inserted two fingers into her pussy and is pressing them against my cock as it thrusts in and out of her sweet ass. The sensation is unbearably stimulating every nerve in my body is responding to these tw points one point where Gianna and I are so totally conected. My hand joins the conection covering hers urging her to press even harder until as I thrust uncontrolably and my pelvic muscles begin to contract pushing my cum through Gianna's restricting sphincter muscles, through my shaft and exploding into Gianna's body.
I scream an unpronouncable sond a primal cry of total release. AAAAHHHGAGHHAAAmmmmmm
I collapse and realizing I'm not dead only gone to heaven and back ,hold Gianna."merci mon amie I whisper between gasps of breath, Merci, merci".

 

[ariosto]

"You are very pretty Aime. That's why I drew your picture."

She blushed,
"Merci, Daveed...merci."

Some of the other girls had gathered around and were looking. pointing...

" Regardez!...Il est bon!...Je veux un!"
David knew the girl was embarassed.

"Pardon, je que je dois travailler."
And she rushed away.

Maybe he'd made a mistake.

 

[SexyChele]

Gianna

As I hear him whispering his thanks to me, a tender smile comes across my lips. I manage to turn around so that I lay on my back, and he lowers himself down on me. I cradle his head against my breasts as his arms move about my waist.

"Vous étiez très bon, mon cherie."

As we lay entwined, a slight knock shatters the stillness of the room.

"Un instant, plaire!"

I look down into his eyes, give him a slight kiss on the forehead and a smile, as I shrug my shoulders.

 

[mars99]

Tex

I was close to cumming. To cumming inside her, seasoning her ovaries with spicy seed, coating her cervix with porcelain paste, dampening her uterus with glorious goo. Ah, the sensation of her velvet pussy slapping a chokehold on my happy boy was almost too much for one man to take. Her cunt lips slurped at my penis like a Big Gulp, squishing and sliding in a juicy potpourri of fluids which dripped abundantly on the bed beneath us. My hands grasped her full hips, lifting and lowering her onto my six shooter with machine gun speed, meeting her mound each time with a piston like thrust into her passage. Her breasts were bouncing up and down wildly, her eyes appeared to be closed and I heard small moans escaping her lips, which she unsuccessfully tried to repress. I do believe I had this girl close to cumming! I bet none of her little Frenchy boys had given her a ride like Big Tex was giving her now. Not wanting to miss the opportunity, I leaned into her ear and whispered huskily:

"Cum for me Violetta...C'mon, honey, cum for me baby!.."

I don't know if she did or not because at that point my balls erupted and I threw my head back and yelled as another violent orgasm racked my body. My hips slapped into her ass as I pistoned in and out of her, shooting stream upon stream of white hot cum into her sensuous love box. My legs shook and trembled under her as I moved my hands back to her tits and squeezed hard, the last of my seed releasing and spilling back down over my pulsing shaft and balls.

I collapsed back on the bed and looked down at her glorious ass resting on top of my lower abs as she maintained her clench on my cock, seemingly not wanting to let go. Even from behind she was beautiful. I glanced over at the picture of her son on the mirror. I was suddenly overwhelmed with a sense of deep sorrow that a woman as beautiful as she was, with such a beautiful child, was stuck in a place like this servicing drunken assholes like me. At that moment, all I wished was that there was something I could do for her. Some way I could take that pain and lonliness out of those shimmering eyes. Ah hell, here I go falling in love with a whore again. Happens almost every night. I sat her on the bed beside me and gave her all I was capable of, my gratitude.

"Thank you Violetta. That was wonderful. My buddies John and Dave have all the money you need. I'll see that you get it before we go."

I sat beside her, hoping she'd say something, but realizing she probably wouldn't.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

Violette

Finally, he unloaded his seed deep inside of me, yelling as he did. I smile, not a smile of sexual gratification but one of self satisfaction. I knew the best ways to pleasure a man. I sit next to him for just a moment waiting for him to dress and leave. I had more money to make and more clients waiting downstairs.

I rise from the bed and recover his uniform. I hand it to Tex. "Time's up! There are plenty of other ladies for you downstairs!" I cast him a look that lets him know he must leave.

Needing to clean myself, I walk over to the bidet and the water is soothing on my enflamed vagina. After I am clean, I reach into my closet to retrieve a new outfit. This time I choose a white teddy that has feathers around the collar and a train. I gaze into the mirror and realize that I appear almost pure and innocent. I have to giggle at the thought. I sneak one more loving gaze at my son and blow hima kiss. "Soon," I whisper and walk out the door.

I investigate the crowd in the bar and realize that there are still no French sailors here tonight. Sacre bleu! I order another cafe au lait from Turk and head to my usual table. As I pass Aime and the sailor, I shoot her a disapproving glare.

 

[Beryl]

Paula

OOC: I may not have been very clear in my previous announcement... I keep seeing you guys and girls inventing French words and throwing sentences together that make no sense... Again, as a RL French woman, I'll be glad to help you out if you want your posts to have that little touch that elevates erotic writing to something more... authentic.

IC
“Tout le plaisir de l’amour est dans le changement”… All the pleasure in love lies with changes? Just as I thought… I’m in for a rough ride and John is willing to pay for it.
“Very well... First things first… Your cock needs “une petite toilette”, doesn’t it?”
“Toilets? I don’t have to... Unless you want me to give you a nice little shower”
“That’s not what I meant. “Toilette” as in “wash”…”
“Ah, did that already tonight, with one of your colleagues.” He gives a quick rub to this penis bulging under his pants.
“Get down on your knees, girl, and open my pants. My cock needs fresh air.”
Glad to oblige, that’s easy enough. I pull his pants and underwear down to see a beautiful and almost hard penis unfold. I put my nose on it to smell it: the man is clean indeed. I reach out to his engine and grasp it gently with my right hand to guide it inside my mouth. I look up at him, smile with his cock in my mouth while my left hand slides under his crotch to hold his balls and warm them up.
He smiles back at me: “Suck it girl, suck it!”
My head goes forward and backward, his hairs tickling my nose as I am doing my best to take all his cock inside. I also squeeze him as much as I can, making his cock stiff under my tongue.
He finally starts to moan and gives gentle thrusts to push his cock further into my throat… I’m almost choking, breathing in when his cock frees my throat. Keep on Paula! He won’t be long to cum, you know it. He likes it and you’ll be done with him in a minute.

He suddenly takes hold of my head and gently keeps it in place. To my surprise, he pulls out.
“I have money tonight, and you won’t have me cum right away. Take your skirt and panties off”
Il ne manquait plus que ça… That's all I needed, have my second client for the night have me service him completely. Just my luck. I obey him again and see him take his pants off, throw them behind him and reach out to grab the bottle of champagne.
“Turn around girl and spread your legs… Yes… Very good... Now stay straight and go down slowly…”
He is still behind me and I can hear him put the bottle on the floor… Saint Rita, patron saint of all whores... What is he up to?

 

[afternooner]

Riley

I hear the quiet knock on the door. It couldn't be Mama san, she'd just barge in, or a disgruntled customer he'd make more noise than that Maybe it's Paula, Gianna's sister warning her that she'd better get her sweet ass downstairs. Whoever it is can wait, because I have some unfinished business to take care of.

I reluctently get up. Gianna's breasts feel so comfortable now that we're both completly satisfied. I turn my jumper inside out revealling two pair of american nylons. These are for you mon cherie I say as I hand them to her. It's my token of gratitude for the wonderfull gift you have just given me. Their dark brown to match you're hair. When you wear them the sailore will whistle for sure.Smiling softly, I add, "I may like my sex rough but when a woman satisfies me the way you just did I become a real pussycat. And right now you've got me purring. Don't let my mates know though I have An immage to preserve". I make a scowling face and reaching out grab Gianna's arm pull her upright and give her a bear hug.

"Now I must leave you, as you probably have another customer waiting. A skillful lover like you must have everyone standing in line."

I wash My limp cock thinking about the wonderful places it has just been, and get dressed, Remembering that I have to replace that emergency money and see the ships store keeper about cigarettes and nylons.

I hear the knock at the door again and look at Gianna wondering if shes going to answer it.

 

[Honey_B]

Aime

Aime's long day at Le Crazy Horse was over. Mamasan required her services no longer for that day. When the shrewd proprietress saw that the sailor only wanted to give her serving girl a paper, she sent Aime home, tossing her a few notes.

The walk to her garret was not long, but Aime walked slowly. She was lost in thought, the memories of the past crowded in on her. They always did when she was alone. She looked at the drawing she had been clutching to her chest. David did not apparently see her as the filthy whore tease her stepfather had called her before she had fled. The thought cheered her somewhat, though Aime did not know why.

Her thoughts kept the girl from hearing the following footsteps as she walked home. Aime opened the door to her building. She ran up the stairs quickly to avoid breathing in the dank rancid odor of something unspeakable. In the darkened space of the landing, she opened the door with practiced fingers and let herself inside. The smell of lavender greeted her, a pleasant reminder of her native Provence.

 

[SexyChele]

Gianna

As Riley lifts his head, I already miss his warmth. Yes, the growling bear has turned into quite the pussycat, that is sure.

"No problem, monsieur, your secret is safe with me."

I hold up the stockings he has just given me, and smile sweetly at him.

"Merci, monsieur. How very nice."

As he washes himself, the knock returns. I grab my robe and slip it over my shoulders and open the door.

"Oh, it's you. Mmmm...well, yes, but I'm with some one at the moment. Yes, yes, I'll be down in a moment."

I turn to Riley, and help him dress....

"And now, I must head downstairs, as do you. But...perhaps another time, mon cherie?"

 

[mars99]

Tex

After Violetta's abrupt dismissal, I roamed the halls in search of some friendlier skies. I was grateful for what she'd given me but damn, she could freeze hell in a heartbeat with just a glance. She could suck the life out of a Macy's Day Parade.

Whenever spirits were low and a jolt of good ol' fashioned fun was on the menu, there was only one place for me to go--Gianna's room. Unlike her icy counterpart, Gianna could make anyone smile, and could also make a dead man cum, let me tell ya. I slipped over to her room and knocked to see if she was available. "Gianna!" No response so I knocked again. This time she answered and I saw two things, one good, one bad. The good was of course Gianna herself. Sweetest smile this side of Mississippi and the tightest ass I'd had the pleasure of exploring in my life. The bad was that dumbshit cocksucker Riley pullin' his clothes on behind her. Fuckin' Nitro asshole! How'd he get in here before I did?

"Hey honey!" I said with my broadest Southern smile. "Got time for a horny little sailor like me?" I gave her ribs a quick tickle but I could tell she wanted to get Riley out before dealing with me. I told her I'd meet her downstairs and gave Riley a quick "Fuck Off" look before headin' down.

I gave Mamasan a big bear hug and kissed her on the cheek.

"That's enough, Tex! I am not free you know?" she said.

"The best things in life never are, sweetness!" I said as I sat at the bar laughing, ordering a new bottle of champagne from the Turk. I couldn't afford any of this but damn, I was havin' a good time!

 

[afternooner]

I see that smart ass texan from the Bainbridge stick his skinny neck in and seeing me duck back out again. He knows better than to fuck with me, and I've half a mind to catdh up with him and kick him a new asshole! I'm feeling too good right now though and besides I need a drink, so grinning at Gianna, knowing I got the best of her sweet body before that dumb tex, I blew her a kiss and head down stairs.

I head for the nitro gang ignoring Tex and his buddies and order my usual a beer and a bump. I shout at Turk to put some real whiskey in that shot glass and none of that rotgut house shit.

I look around skowling at the bunch as they've got these shiteating grins on thier faces. What the fuck is going on here I beller and grabing the closest one by the neck, beller again just what is so interesting about me!

He struggles in my grasp and pointing to my neck stutters,"looks like you got a love bite." I drop him like a hot potatoe and look in the mirror behind the bar, sure enough that bitch
Gianna has kissed my neck so hard she gave me a bruise, a love bite, which means that she's marked me for herself. Something mamasan doesn't approve of but when a girl likes a man and wants him for herself she gives him this mark and the other girls respecting her wishes stay away form him. If any girl breaks the pact there's hell to pay as these girls really stick together like a family. Sure they have their dfferences but for the most part they look out for each other.

I'm secretly proud of this mark as it means that Gianna the best whore in the house as far as I'm concerned has picked me.

I don't want the others to know though so I laugh it off saying It will dissapear in a couple of days and I'll have any girl in the house. I take a pull on my beer and follow it with the whiskey. Right now I'd like to do something different let's go over to the px and hassle some waves I know their ugly and have their heads stuck up their asses but it's fun to tease them any way. Turk, not wanting to lose his customers so soon says have one on the house so we relax and have another round.

 

[SexyChele]

Gianna

As I wash myself at the sink, I smile to myself at the little "trick" I played on Riley. Ah, well, can anyone blame a girl? Besides the night is young, and the stockings are so lovely.

After I've washed and dried myself thoroughly, I decide to leave the white silk robe on. It is too hot for any other type of clothing. I make sure my garter belt and stockings are in proper place, and put my heels back on. As I move the robe clings to every curve, and as I decend the stairway, I know that the robe parts up to above mid-thigh, allowing a healthy veiw of my long, lean legs encased in white stockings to be put on view.

I see Tex, already a champagne bottle in hand, looking murderously at Riley. Oh these men and their silly quarrels! I walk up behind Tex, and press my body to his back.

"You know, Tex, I shouldn't want to be seeing you. You did not leave Gianna a very good tip your last visit."

As he turns to me, I pout my lips ever so slightly and gaze up at him through my lashes.

"Did I not please you the last time, my big bull?"

 

[MtnAngelWV]

Violette

As I finish the last of my cafe au lait, I am relieved that none of these Paiens Americains (American heathens) have not approached me. My aloofness has ensure my privacy and I am grateful for some time alone with my thoughts. I do hope that a French sailor arrives soon.

I make my way to the bar to order another drink. I have watched the action between the rival sailors and it does not interest me in the least. I also notice the jealousy in Riley's stare as he sees Gianna with Tex. Mon Dieu, but these men get crazy over women. we are just whores for heaven sake, a sure thing for any man with a few dollars and time to spare.

"Batard, kindly remove your hands from my ass, before you are left with only a bloody stub. If you feel zee need to touch me, Monsieur, then you must pay zee price," I whisper this through clenched teeth so taht MamaSan will not admonish me for my actions. The bastard only gives me an amused smirk. This Riley is probably the most crass man I have ever met, and yet in some ways he reminds me of myself.

 

[mars99]

Tex

Best thing about Gianna is she was always breaking the rules. They were supposed to try to make you come as soon as possible, she always took her time with me. The girls weren't supposed to cum themselves, hell, it wasn't a true Gianna experience until I had her shakin and squirming beneath me while her cries shook the roof in ecstacy. She may have been fakin' it but, hell, she did a damn good job of it and it sure made me feel good. She was one of the only whores I'd ever been with that actually seemed to enjoy herself a little and cared about showin' a man a good time. That's why we all kept comin back to this sweet little princess time and time again.

I sit at the bar listening to dumbshit Riley brag about how Gianna's marked him as hers. Yeah, if he's still down here when I'm done I just may give him a little mark of my own, only mine won't feel quite so good in the delivery. My mind is quickly diverted by a pair of ripe, succulent breasts pressing into my back.

"Ohhh Gianna, mone she-ree, just seein' your face is enough to please me. And I got rich buddies here tonight so I'll make it up to you sweetheart!" With that I scooped her up in my arms and carried her up to her room, laughing all the way as her silk covered breasts bounced with each step.

I kicked open the door and gave her a quick peck as I laid her on the bed. Her silk robe parted just enough to expose the top and sides of her breasts, her perky nipples clearly visible through the thin fabric. An unexpected moan escaped my lips as I took in her beauty. Her fine, thin features, stocking clad legs and thigh high robe cut straight to my loins and ignited a fiery spark of passion. She was a vision indeed!

I looked around and grabbed her guitar. Ol Tex knew a chord or two himself, I'll have you know. Kneeling next to her, I strummed and serenaded my beauty queen in the most god-awful Southern/French accent you've ever heard.

"Mon she-ree a-more, lovely as a summer's day.
Mon she-ree a-more, distant as the milky way."

With another raucous laugh, I pulled her up into my arms and said "Baby, it's good to be back!"

 

[afternooner]

Riley

I'm starting to get in a really bad mood even though I've had a couple of drinks one reason is I'm broke, another is that Damn texan playing around with Gianna. I'm not upset with her, hell it's her livelyhood we're talking about here. I'd just like to beat the shit out of that arrogant sonofabitchin texan. I can't do it here though. The turk sees to that. I'd be out on my ass in a minute if I started anything inside. The third reason is that icey stuck up whore Violette is swinging her ass toward me as she comes to the bar.

Just for spite I grab her ass. She protests naturally muttering someting half French half English. "What a bunch of crap, I reply, You girls speak better English than most Americans, who the hell are you trying to kid". She looks at me a blank stare on her face, or was it disgust doesn't matter, she's bad news anyway.

I turn and order another drink put it on my tab Turk, get one for yourself. I'm trying to cheer myself up but I feel that bitch Violette still behind me. I'm starting to get pissed off again and growl venomously,"Violette, thats a flower right, you aint no flower, you're just a good for nothing weed, violette a stinking weed. I can see fire in her eyes and it just gets me going again. Hey weed that's what I'm gonna call you from now on.They say you like frenchmen. Them queers! What do you do strap on a dildo so they can suck it. An easy way to make ten bucks huh Their little dinks don't even tickle you do they. If you want a real man take me up to your room, on second thought it would be a cold day in hell before I'd stick my cock in that frigid hole you call a pussy. Well, what have you got to say for yourself. Are you too chickenshit to stick up for yourself. Maybe you should go up stairs and have a good cry.

The whole room is quiet listening to my tirade. I suppose I got a little carried away, so seeing Turk aint too happy with me and mamasan is giving me the evil eye, I get up and head for the door.

 

[Honey_B]

"Zut!" Aime utters the oath as she realizes she has forgotten her sweater at "Le Crazy Horse." Even though she is tired, she puts her shoes back on her aching feet. She can't let anything happen to it. That sweater remains one of the few things she has left to remind her of her mother...

The trip back is made in half the time. Just as she comes within sight of the front door, she sees the big sailor, the one who had asked Mamasan about her, leaving the place. Aime tries to shrink against the wall, hoping he did not see her.

 

[ariosto]

From the window next to his table, David saw Aime hurrying across the street. Suddenly she stopped and seemed to melt into the gray Citroen parked at the curb.
Riley was heading down the steps and moving straight to her.

Davey saw the girl violently shake her head. The Bosun held her by the arm and dragged his wallet from his belt.
Looking around the room he realized that nearly everyone in the room were 'Nitros'. His friends were still upstairs and even Mamasan was absent.

He looked out the window again and made a decision. waking quickly to the bar, he gestured for Turc to follow and took the stairs two at a time. As he approached Riley the man seemed to be getting bigger and bigger with each step.


OOC:...MamaSan (Licci-Nicci) we could surely use you right now!

 

[Honey_B]

Quick as a cat unsheathing its claws, the switchblade was in her hand. The sailor loomed large before the tiny girl.

"S'il vous plaît, monsieur. Leave me alone!" Aime said through gritted teeth. Her memories were becoming real. She wanted to scream.

 

[SexyChele]

Gianna

Oh, this man Tex....never does he have any money, yet he can even charm a smile from Mamasan, and he always knows just how to make me laugh!

Ah, the sight he made carrying me up the stairs! Mamasan usually strives for a bit more decorum, but with his loud laugh and good-nature, no could honestly refuse Tex much.

Plopping me on the bed incited peals of laughter as me made me feel like a young girl again. And when he "serenaded" me I could tell he knew how to play - but oh....the singing!!!! Like 2 cats mating badly!! I had to cover my ears to try to make the noise lessen, until he started to laugh and gathered me into his arms.

"You know, Tex, I would gladly learn how to play the guitar from you instead of demanding a high tip....if you are so inclined and if you are pleased with me."

I look up at him coyly from under my thick lashes, and before I know what has happened, his lips are on mine and his tongue is searching for mine. I know this man well.....I hold him close and hang on for the ride. There isn't much else a girl can do with such a character.

Eventually breaking free, I admonish him by telling him there are still some rules that must be observed. Standing in front of him, I slip the robe off of my shoulders and stand before him dressed only in garter belt, stockings and heels. As his hands come towards me, I quickly reach for his clothes and begin to undress him as his hands move along my body. When I finally have him naked, I lead him to the sink and run the water until it is nice and warm. Grabbing the soap, I work up a lather, and begin to wash Tex's soft manhood, using strong but gentle strokes. He begins to harden in my hands, but not as quickly as some one who is extremely eager. I rinse him off, as I slyly look at him...

"I would say, mon cherie, that I am not the first worman you have been with this night? Hmmm, and knowing your stamina it may be a long time that you will be with me!"

He grins as he takes a swig of the cheap champagne, and, in all his eloquence, says simply:

"Yup!"

 

[afternooner]

Riley

I'm drunk on my ass when I leave Le Crazy Horse, but not pissed off any more. I was thinking about Gianna again and wishing I could be with her and the thought was making me horney as hell. Better head back to the ship and sleep it off.

I had borrowed a ten from a buddy for emergency money and stuck it in my wallet. As I stagger down the street I see Aime, that little cleanup girl ahead of me and quickening my pace catch up to her. She's the one that Davy from the Bainbridge is so hot on ,I thought maybe just for spite I'll give her a whirl.

Grabbing her arm and taking out my wallet I show her the ten spot and ask her if she's interested.

To my surprise she pulls a knife on me which doesn't scare me much. Many a whore has turned on me and I know how to handle this one. Then all hell breaks loose as the back door I'd just come out of opens and I hear too many running feet to count I swing around and peer into the darkness seeing only vague shapes. Stand or run I ask my self and in my drunken stuper say." Come and get me you bastards, Riley don't run from no one.

 

[mars99]

Tex

Time was of no consequence when I was with Gianna. Mamasan usually gave me a few extra minutes when I was with her, knowing I'd be good for it and hell, this place was my second, no, my first home. Mamasan always cut me a little slack. Fact was, Mamasan wanted to fuck me. Mmm hmm. I knew it, she knew it, but she had to keep the pretense up. Ah well, I knew I'd get my shot someday. Anyway, the point is, I knew I'd have Gianna for as long as my sweet ass desired and I couldn't be happier.

As she stroked my happy little sailor I stared down at her breasts. So young and tender, they swayed and shook, her nipples poking out like the curious eyes of a child, eager to take in all the stimulation and sensation they could. So soon after Violetta, ol' Spike wasn't flyin' as high as usual just yet so I thought I'd take Gianna up on that guitar lesson. Music would never be so much fun!

"C'mon sweetheart let's go make some music!" I lead her to the bed and had her sit on the edge. I placed the guitar on her knee and sat behind her, wrapping my legs around her and pressing my body against hers so my penis rested against her lower back. I helped her position the guitar comfortably on her knee so her tittie rested in the little downslope on top. "All right darlin' this here's a C chord." I formed her left hand fingers into the proper shape on the fretboard and she strummed. "Ahhhhh, that chord's almost as pretty as you, Gianna." She giggled a little bit. "OK, now here's an F major 7...that's it....and an E minor 7...there ya go...and a G 7 chord." I folded her fingers into position each time and she strummed along. "OK, now keep repeatin' that." She struggled for a bit but eventually started makin the sweetest music I'd ever heard from a French whore, besides the sound of her cumming like a tigress, of course.

She smiled as she played and I pulled her hair back and sung softly into her ear, "You are the sunshine of my life..yeaah..that's why I'll always be with you....You are the apple of my eye...yeaaah..." I kissed her on the neck and slid my hand down to her thigh. Her playing became erratic as she tried to concentrate. I reached around and took a nipple in between two fingers, twisting and pinching lightly. The music stopped. I took the guitar away and layed it on the bed. My other hand found her other nipple and dallied playfully, brushing across it with four fingers as the moans began. She turned her head to me and we kissed, and I mean really kissed. I moaned loudly into her mouth as we pressed our heads together as hard as we could, devouring one another with carniverous passion. My hands cupped and kneaded her breasts as my penis stiffened against her backside. I swung around and with a delightfully happy giggle, layed her prostrate on the bed. I was once again at full mast and my mind swam with the possibilities of what I wanted to do with this exquisite lady of the night.

 

[SexyChele]

Gianna

Very few people realized that Tex understood music as well as he did. Ah, but I had my little secrets! And having him teach me the chords as he did was such a delightful little experience! Mmmm.....his legs wrapped around mine, as his lips pressed against my neck. When his hands started to slide over my body and began to toy with my nipples, I could no longer concentrate on the guitar. Mmm....that could come later, I suppose.

Kissing Tex was always such a wonderful experience. This man had a love of life that came out in everything he did....and kissing was no exception! His kisses were passionate, full of life and desire.....and he could ignite a woman's passion simply by searching out her tongue with his own.

Quickly, before I had even had a chance to know what was happening, he had laid me out on the bed. Tex was one surprise after another, and I had long ago given up trying to guess what he next move would be. But I knew it would be wonderful and thrilling.

As I lay there, my face caressing the pillows and my ass easily available to him, I could help but wiggle just a little. I knew he like to watch my ass move, imagining himself buried in it, and I could resist the urge to tease him just a little. As I glanced up at him, I giggled softly, inviting him to take his pleasure however he would....and knowing that mine would also be gained in the same way...

 

[ariosto]

Riley swung and Davy ducked under it leaving Turc to handle the situation. He took Aime by the arm and led the frightened girl away from the Club and to the corner where they slipped into a
Tobac shop. This one had, like almost every store in Golfe Juan, a small bar with a few stools in front of it.

"Aime let me get you something OK?...some wine, a coke?"

"Non..please a cigarette maybe."

He ordered a glass of red wine and took out a pack of L&Ms, offered her one and lit it.

"I wanted to get my sweater is all..."

He watched her take a sip of his wine.

"Tell me where it is and I'll go get it for you."