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WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS MATERIAL OF A SEXUAL NATURE, AND MAY INCLUDE GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS OF CONSENTUAL SEX. IF YOU FIND SUCH MATERIAL OFFENSIVE, ARE UNDER THE AGE OF 18, OR THE STATE OR COUNTRY IN WHICH YOU RESIDE PROHIBITS SUCH MATERIAL, THEN DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER. THIS STORY IS EROTIC FICTION INTENDED FOR ADULT ENTERTAINMENT. THE AUTHOR DOES NOT NECESSARILY CONDONE OR ENDORSE THE BEHAVIOR DESCRIBED IN THIS STORY. ALL PERSONS AND EVENTS IN THIS STORY ARE FICTITIOUS AND ANY SIMILARITY TO PERSONS LIVING OR DEAD OR TO ACTUAL EVENTS IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL.
(C) Copyright 1999 by oshies, all rights reserved, except those described below. Permission is granted to download, archive, and repost provided that the contents are not altered, including the disclaimers, copyrights and limitations on use and provided that no fee is charged for access. Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in anyway shape or form.

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"Mmh ... mmh ... yesss ... come on ...mmh...mmmhh .... Oh ... oh ... oh ... oh ... oh ... oh ... more ... mmmmhh" The young moaning blond girl was writhing ecstatically under the repeated thrusts of her boyfriend. She was lying on her back with her long slender legs wantonly spread while Thomas was steadily pumping her from above. His beautiful cock glistening with her juices as plunged back up to the hilt into her waiting cunt. "Oh god, you got such a wonderful cock; I could fuck for hours! Oh God oh god oh gooood .... !" Caroline wailed as Thomas increased his speed. "I bet you could but I can't! I' m almost there!" he groaned. "No, stop then, wait, I won't have you for the next time. I wanna feel you more ! Wait!" she moaned. Obediently he pulled out and sank his head between her white legs to continue the stimulation with his experienced tongue. Excited as she was he did not fool around but went directly to her protruding clit, lapping her with short little stabs of his agile tongue. "AAAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhh" Caro screamed as the sensitive knob sent excited signals to her brain, driving her mad. Thomas stopped and said, "If you continue to scream like that the neighbors will call the cops. They'll think I'm killing you." "You ARE killing me, you monster," Caro panted. She was lying spread-eagled on the bed as Tom was leering at her from his vantage point. Caroline had the superb body of a nineteen-year old girl, nicely shaved blonde cunt hairs, a flat tummy and two fully grown nice shaped breasts, not too big as some stupid girls love to have. Her cunt was a nicely shaped affair, now bright pink and enlarged with hot blood. The vagina was still open in memory of its latest filling. His nostrils flared with the musty aroma it emitted. Bending forward he made contact with the hot female flesh and tried to insert his agile tongue into her opening. An excited squeal rewarded him for his work. Drawing back he asked: "How about some butt fuck, Caro? As a farewell present?" "You know I don't like it, so don't ask! But you can take me over there at the window, if you want!" With these word she swung her legs off the bed, got up and walked to the window, swinging her hips seductively, leaned forward and rested her arms on the window frame before she looked back. "You see anything of interest, my big stud?" she asked in a hoarse voice as she slightly spread her legs to give him a better view of his possible point of interest. Thomas quickly got up, his steel-hard cock bobbing with every step, placed his tool at her entrance and pushed. Leaning forward he took her two globes in his hand and started the ride. Superb. With a view from the 25th floor of the tower over the sleeping Berlin, his cock deeply embedded in the body of the hottest woman of his young life, he loved life. For her part, she loved being thoroughly fucked by this handsome boy, giving her lasting satisfaction, before she would fly off to the language school to brush up on her French needed to get a better position with the next company. Then his steady rhythm faded her dreams, and the carnal desires took over, shrouding her mind with a roaring orgasm. Her clasping cunt muscles squeezed his cock until he also had to give in and release a torrent of sticky white cum into her hungry hole. Too weak to move to the bed they just collapsed in front of the window before they managed to move back into the bed for a good slumber.
When the alarm rang the next morning Caroline gave Thomas a last satisfying blowjob before he drove her to the airport for her training. When they got up he moaned: "Why do you have to go to that bloody language course? Last time you want I had calluses on my right hand. Admit it, you just want to see how good the French boys are, you bitch!" "Nobody is better than you, my stud" Caroline blew him a kiss. Then she grinned and slowly and seductively put on her garter.
After an uneventful flight she took the RER from Roissy to downtown Paris before checking for the best Metro to take her to her nondescript hotel near the Park de Luxembourg. After checking into her tiny she took a stroll through the adjacent Quartier Latin, looking at the prices at the restaurants and sighing unhappily - too high for her meager bourse. So she settled for a Hamburger at McDo, watching the people passing by. When she returned later to her room she fell asleep.
Next morning saw her in the Metro again, this ancient transport system reeking of tradition, going to an address near Montparnasse, where the school was located. The classroom was a nice surprise, good chairs arranged in a circle, tables and a projector. Half of the class was already present, 3 boys and 5 girls. Caroline sat down self-consciously next to a good-looking Latino and plain blond bespectacled boy. Opposite her a black haired girl from some Spanish speaking country was already talking vivaciously with her neighbor, an attentive nerdish looking boy. The others were more or less average looking boys and girls of about 20 to 25 years. As the room filled up Caroline overcame her shyness and asked the Latin lover next to her: "Where are you staying?" 'Damn', she thought, ' what a stupid thing to say. He's probably thinking I need a lay.' But the boy just smiled and said with a thick Spanish accent " Hi, I'm Ramon. I'm staying in some place called Opal.' Just then an elderly man entered, smiled and started to speak in French. Caroline with her limited knowledge had trouble to follow, but she got so much to understand that this was M. Boule and he was going to be their teacher for the next 2 weeks.