1. French Kiss


    Date: 3/14/2017, Categories: Anal, Author: Saucymh, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    up against Jacques sphincter. Two of them slid inside smoothly. I tittered to myself as I began to work them back and forth, stroking the inside of Jacques’ ass and massaging his prostate. My grin exploded into a laugh as I heard him respond with deafeningly loud grunts. Spasms shook him as my stimulation thrust him towards a climax. “Oh God!” he gasped. “You’re going to make me come!” “Good!” I declared increasing the speed of my strokes on his penis and thrusting a third finger inside his ass, stroking him faster and harder. Faster, faster, harder, deeper…three fingers, four…my whole hand. “Oh shit, SHIT!” Jacques gasped as his body went rigid. He let out a cry of pleasure which must have been audible for miles! I watched with deep satisfaction as his penis erupted shooting a magnificent load of creamy cum onto the wooden barrel in front of him. It stuck there, clinging like glue. Gloopy evidence of our misdemeanours! When Jacques climax subsided he returned to his senses. “Merde! I was loud! Oh God, I’m going to be in trouble!” I giggled. Jacques turned to face me, a huge beaming smile on his face. “You” he spluttered, “are terrible!” “I told you I was a repressed slut!” “Yes you did, but I didn’t expect that! My God, Lisa, you’re a brazen ass-licking hussy! You’re the woman of my dreams!” “Ow, stop with the compliments and kiss me,” I giggled. “No problem. Come here.” Jacques lips met mine and kissed me passionately. It was lovely. I wish that moment could have lasted ...
    forever but it couldn’t. I had reality to deal with. “I have to go Jacques,” I sighed, holding him at arm’s length and gazing into those incredible dark brown eyes. “I have to face Matt sometime, may as well be now.” Jacques nodded. “Will you be okay?” “I’ll be fine. Listen, Jacques, don’t take this the wrong way but I’m not going to tell Matt about you or what we did tonight.” “No of course not. I won’t say anything, you have my word.” “Thank you. You’re lovely, you know that.” “Yeah, I’m gorgeous. I’ll wait in the bar, just in case you need me.” Need him? Yes, I suppose I might have. The prospect of facing Matt terrified me and our initial encounter was only the tip of the iceberg. I’d have to sit next to him on the flight home, drive back to our flat with him and live with him until I found somewhere else. Hell! What a nightmare. There had to be another way… “Jacques?” I said. “Do you know anyone looking for a waitresses or a cleaner or any sort of job really?” Jacques looked uncomfortable. “Don’t worry, I’m not after you. I need a fresh start and now’s as good a time as any.” Jacques looked deep into my eyes. “Are you sure?” “Yes.” “There’s plenty of work if you don’t mind long hours and poor wages!” “I’ll need somewhere to stay…” “Stay with me,” he said without hesitation, “until you find your feet.” Jacques kissed me and patted my bottom. “Maybe you could repay me with a bit more of that ass!” “Oh, I could definitely do that!” I winked. “Okay, it’s time. Wish me luck.” He ...