Le CRAZY HORSE

Frank is ramming her head up and down the length of his cock like it was his fist. The Ice Goddess Huh?...He laughs...just look at her now. Lipstick smeared all over her face, her hair, loose and sweaty and his dick slamming down down her throat.

"Open your eyes..."
he twists her hair..."I said open your eyes!"
Her long lashes flutter, she looks up at him.

"I'm going to unload in your mouth see.
And your going to swallow every damned drop.
Understand?"
All she can do is nod before she feels him tensing up, his body shuddering and then rockets of hot cum spurting into her mouth, she tries desperately to swallow, but his cock is relentless, continuing to plunge into her throat even as it continues to release it's load....
 
OOC...I will be posting as Frank from now on.
Ariosto will resume posting as David.
 
Aime

Aime closed her eyes for her first real kiss.

She did not consider the brutalizing grinding of mouths inflicted by her stepfather as anything like a kiss.

The utter softness of David's lips surprised her. Aime parted her lips slightly in a inaudible sigh. She brought her quivering hands up to rest awkwardly on his shoulders and leaned forward ever so slightly. She felt David's tongue coax her lips further apart; the sensuous slide into her mouth was an exquisite delight. Her senses began to spin, a torrent of feeling. Aime felt something in the deepest center of her being lurch awake.

Almost of their own accord, her hands moved and met behind David's neck. It was Aime who pulled him into a tighter embrace. She gasped into the hollow of their kiss as she felt her breasts press into the hardness of his chest. She felt her nipples come alive. His hands were on her breasts, stroking them through the fabric of her dress, teasing her buds into thimble-hard peaks.

Aime pulled away. Her face felt flushed and her palms flew to her cheeks in embarressment. She could not recall ever feeling this sweet heat before. She lifted her chin to meet David's questioning gaze of his brown eyes. Silently she prayed that he did not see the inexperience in her eyes.
 
David leaned forward and kissed her hands and then her forhead and her hair. His lips brushed her cheek bones and her eyelids. He kissed the tip of her nose and her chin. He took her hand and held it palm upwards in his and kissed it and then kissed her moist warm wrist.
He did the same to the other hand and then he lightly kissed her throat and he neck, his lips caressed the line of her jaw and then once again the met her lips and this time her mouth parted readily for him and their tongues met in a long and sensuous embrace. He pressed his hands against her breasts and hers covered his, pressing them down. He felt her nipples against his palms and rubbed them, gently squeezing.
Aimé's young body was pressing against him, melting softly into him. He knew that she could feel the heat and stiffness of his own arousal against her thighs.
 
Paula

OOC: All of a sudden, afternooner has told me today he will not write on the internet anymore... to dedicate himself to his RL family. By doing so, he has destroyed all we've been working on and building together day, after day, after day...

IC: One hour later, Riley got dressed silently and took a 500 French Francs bill from his wallet. He looked at Paula, asleep with a gentle smile on her face. Not very much brains, but a great body. Who cares about a hooker's brains anyway?
It had been fun making her believe he had feelings for her; she was so naive!
He left the bill on the night stand, without a note. He never really cared for her feelings. All he was concerned with was his wife and kids. He'd be home soon to enjoy a peaceful and happy life with his wife and family.

Paula woke up long afterward: she had been dreaming she and Riley were living together, happily ever after just like in fairy tales.
The bed was cold, and she was alone. There was a 500 French Francs bill folded in two on the night stand; it would barely cover the money she didn't earn on her day off.
Riley was gone, without a trace. Her first feeling was anger at him... and as the first tears erupted, she knew he had meant a lot to her and that she would never, ever fall in love again.

She called the front desk to have a taxi pick her up. All she wanted was to go home, lay down and cry... The Crazy Horse was no home but after all, she had nowhere else to go to.
 
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Aime

Aime fought it with every ounce of willpower she possessed, the fear clawing up from the depths of her soul. The war within her was lost as David pressed his hardness into her thigh. She froze, her body going rigid in an unconscious response. Tears sprang to her eyes, and dribbled down her cheeks. Aime pulled away with more force than she intended.

"David, this is wrong. I have been very cruel to
you. My pappa always said that I was a tease. I
seem to have teased you into thinking that I am
like the beautiful exotic women at 'Le Crazy Horse'. I am not. Non, I am stupid and inexperienced."

Aime turned away as she said the words. She could not bear to look at his kind face as she confessed.

"I have never been with a man. Your kiss..." Aime broke off with a sob. She felt his hands on her shoulders. The touch was comforting.

"Your kiss," she continued, "was the first I have ever known."
 
David was surprised. He knew that Aime was not one of the whores at the Club. But like most Americans assumed that
all French Girls were born 'experienced' in love making.
He reached out and touched her cheek, wet from her tears.
"Aime I have a confession too."

She turned to him.
Her eyes were so big...so beautiful.

"Ummmm...",
he looked at the floor.

She waited, sniffling a bit.

"I was a Virgin too, until I came here.
Paula was the first girl I ever had and I paid ten dollars for her...You see in a sense I'm still a virgin.
If you will let me then you'll be the first girl I ever made love to for....love."

His words had a strong effect on her. She leaned close to him, her lips near his cheek.
"Truly?"
"Oui...yes truly."

He took her face in his hands and kissed her again. He felt her hands moving on his back as she pressed into him.
"I want you Aime. I want to make love to you right now."
 
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