Adventures in Paris Pt. 02

The girls woke up in the morning. Christy was vibrant and felt great. Maria was still dressed in her red blouse with the white lace with some of the beautiful buttons missing. She still had her coat on, her tight jeans that battled to stay on her, and her black calf leather boots.

Maria moaned as she rolled over-she was very hungover, and her complexion was pale. She was not her usual bubbly self. Let's face it-she looked like death warmed over. She tossed and turned a bit more and complained that the sunlight was bothering her.

"Can you close the shades? My hangover is killing me. I don't remember what we drank but it smelled great at the time, and the champagne. Now the thought of the smell makes me want to throw up,"

Christy said in a quiet voice.

What she drank was B&B, 1 part Brandy and 1-part Bénédictine liqueur. It is an after-dinner drink and you are only supposed to have one; Maria said she a had a few more than one followed by Champagne.

"Ok, I will tell you what I remember about the night starting after you left," she said.

Here is what she told Christy happened:

After Christy left the club with Henri, Maria got a little wild. Louis and Jean were taking turns dancing with Maria. Maria was having a blast having two Frenchmen doting on her and showering her with compliments, mainly about how hot she looked.

The next song up was a slow, romantic French rock song. Louis asked Maria to dance. Louis held Maria close, and she could feel the warmth of his breath on her neck. Louis's hands found her ass, and she did nothing to discourage him.

After the dance was over, Maria finished her beer. Not to be outdone, Jean asked Maria to dance. The song was "Staying Alive", and Maria's boobs bounced as they rocked out to the Bee Gees. Jean was more focused on her breasts than he was on her face. Maria was enjoying herself immensely and the dance floor was packed and there was an odor of sweat; after-all, it was France.

After they went back to the bar, Louis suggested that they continued the party back at his condo with the view of the Reines River. Maria's first instinct was for them to remain at the club, but Louis and Jean insisted. They got into Henri's car and headed to Louis's.

The building was stunning, its elegance highlighted by the gleaming lobby lights. The doorman greeted them in French while he opened the cab door with a courteous smile and extended a steadying hand to Maria. Her laughter bubbled up as she stepped out, she stumbled slightly from one too many drinks. Her friends quickly helped her, their laughter echoed as they guided her carefully toward the entrance. Together, they made their way to the elevator, giggling and teasing Maria as she leaned on them for supports. It was another "OMG" moment in her life.

Louis and Jean were conversing in French; maybe they were plotting their plans for Maria. Maria wasn't paying attention to their chatter. She was thinking about her next drink and her top was schmoozing her boobs.

As they crowded into the elevator, still laughing, Jean glanced at Louis and said with a grin, and said in French, "Not too much alcohol for Maria. It wouldn't be fun if she passed out."

But Maria wasn't paying any attention. She was thinking about getting out of her tight clothes and of course, her next drink.

Then, with a playful tone, he glanced at Maria and said in English: "Not too much more alcohol for you. We don't want you to pass out. That wouldn't be fun."

The Frenchmen laughed together. They were having a ball. And why not, Maria was a hottie and American Latina.

When they finally reached the condo, Maria wasted no time collapsing onto the plush couch, a relieved sigh escaping her lips.

"My head is spinning," she muttered, pressing her fingers to her temples. "Can someone get me a glass of water?"

Louis, always attentive, nodded and headed to the kitchen. Moments later, he returned with a cool glass of water. Maria accepted it gratefully, wrapping both hands around the glass as if to steady herself. She took small, deliberate sips, hoping the world would stop tilting around her.

Jean announced, "Now it is time to try a French brandy cocktail, B&B."

Jean poured her a small amount in a brandy snifter. He did not even bother to heat it up which you should always do. She gulped it down like it was a shot of Jack.

"Maybe I shouldn't have done that," she thought as she laughed to herself. Jean poured another small glass and she drank that as well.

It was another "OMG" moment that evening.

The guys told her a lie; that they were virgins and never saw a woman's breasts before and would she show them hers? Any sober woman would have thrown the glass of water in their faces and left. But a drunk woman? That is another story and Maria was a drunk, college girl.

She stood up, barley, and raised her arms in the air, making her breasts look even sexier as if that were possible. The Frenchmen got excited as they anticipated what was going to happen next.

The top two buttons of the blouse were never buttoned so she unbutton the third button of her blouse, and the fourth one just came flying off. She tried to unbutton the fifth one, but it came off and fell to the floor. She undid the rest of them and the blouse dropped to the ground. She stood before them with just her bra and her jeans on as Louis put on some soft music.

Jean said, "You are more beautiful than words can express, let me help you with your bra."

Maria was torn between compromising her values, and getting out of the fucking uncomfortable bra. It is not like she has never shown anyone her tits before and they were in France and her imaginary boyfriend was in The States.

It was hard to process all of this as Jean unclipped her bra and her boobs popped out. Her nipples were still hidden from the guys, shielded by the bra. She could feel the cool air in the room on her tits-it felt good as her nipples started to stiffen, partially because of the excitement of the men lusting after her, and partially because of the cool air.

Louis encouraged her.

"Come on. Let's see them."

She was at the point of no return. She remembered some lyrics from some song she once heard,

"Past the point

of no return -

no backward glances:

our games of make-believe are at an end."

She removed her bra. Her breasts were almost perfect in every way. They were natural, firm and perfectly developed as if god was on his game the day she was created, if you believe in that sort of rubbish. The men just stared.

Jean asked, "Can we touch them?"

Really she thought. Why the fuck was she still there? A sense of modesty came over her.

Louis came up from behind and cupped her breasts in his hands. He softly massaged them-this was clearly not his first time doing this! His fingers reached her nipples. She started to feel aroused as he kissed her neck. Jean just stared with a huge grin on his face.

Without giving it any thought, she started moaning as she was really enjoying having her breasts touched in such a loving way. Loving as in Louis was loving touching her breasts.

"Oh baby, I love the way you make me feel," she moaned.

Without warning Jean took over and placed one hand on her breast and the other on her tummy. Maria was surrendering to the feeling. Fucking two guys at the same time would be a new experience for young Maria. Something she has fantasized about but never allowed herself to engage in until now?

"You guys are really naughty," she said in a slutty voice.

Maria and Louis sat down on the couch while Jean got a bottle of champagne, Dom Pérignon 1980, and three glasses. This was no ordinary champagne. This was an excellent example of what French Champagne was supposed to taste like. Maria had no clue-she knew nothing about Champagne except that it was supposed to be fizzy.

If topless Maria was a bit more sober, she might have asked herself where Louis got all this money, a condo, an expensive bottle of champagne, and expensive clothes. But she was partying with two guys she didn't know, in a foreign land, and topless. Those thoughts never crossed her mind.

Jean sat in a chair opposite Maria, then uncorked the champagne and poured three glasses. He handed one to Maria, then to Louis. Louis gestured for them to wait, inspected the cork, and took a sip. He nodded his approval of the wine.

Louis made the first romantic move on Maria. He gently turn her head, so it faced him, caressed her cheeks and kissed her. She turned to Jean who leaned forward kissed her as well. The ménage à trois come to fruition. The Frenchmen made the first moves.

Maria decided to take back control of the situation and grabbed one of each of their hands as she stood up.

They also stood up as she said in a very quiet and rather sexy voice, "Where is your bed?"

Her Texas accent was more pronounced, maybe because she was drunk. She imagined how much trouble the boys were going to have taking off her skintight jeans. She laughed out loud as she envisioned it.

With a playful smirk, she teased, "Y'all are gonna struggle getting these jeans off my hips."

The Frenchmen laughed.

The bedroom was rather large for a small condo. The bed was huge, king sized. It had a fluffy comforter and a bunch of pillows. Maria laid down ass up. She was a mess.

Jean reached under her, unsnapped her jeans and unzipped them. He started to try to pull them off by the pants' legs without any success. Louis laughed at him.

Jean responded in French, "Va te faire foutre, Louis." ("Fuck off, Louis.")

Louis pushed Jean out of the way and took over. He also was unable to get them off. He playfully spanked her. She pretended to cry.

Louis proclaimed, "Tu trouves ça amusant?" ("You think this is amusing?")

The spankings got progressively harder, and Maria decided to stand up and try to get them off herself. This was no easy task, but she managed to get them part way off. She them fell back on the bed with her legs hanging over the edge of the bed and exposing her white panties that looked great against her light brown skin. Louis helped her get her shoes and the pants completely off-the whole thing was comical.

"I am cold" announced Maria who then went back to the bed and covered her body with the bed spread.

Jean and Louis joined her in bed and over the bed spread, each on one side of her which was an established pattern.

She rolled over and faced Jean as Louis hugged her from behind pressing his cock against her ass and explored her boobs with his hands. She responded by moaning and grinding her ass into his hard cock. This made him hold her even tighter.

Maria and Jean were making out. Jean was French kissing her, pun intended, and she was kissing him back. Louis's hand were now down around her waist, so Jean immediately took advantage and started to massage her bosoms.

By now Louis had found her pussy and was rubbing it over her panties. She was enjoying it as her body secreted cum as her clitoris got more sensitive. The sensation was too over whelming, and she orgasmed.

"I am cumming in French, I mean France," she proclaimed.

She giggled.

Her panties were now stained with her cum. Louis worked his hand into the side of her panties and was aggressively rubbing her clit. She almost forgot Jean was still there.

Jean sensed that he was losing control of the situation and took off his shirt and pants. Maria's eyes widened. He was very sexy, and she could easily tell his cock was erect and needed some attention.

"Jean is your cock needing some love from Mama?" Maria asked.

Jean took it out of his underwear and presented it to Maria's mouth. She began to lick the tip and enjoy the large amount of his precum as she opened her mouth wider so he could put his entire dick in her mouth.

A couple additional differences between the two girls; while Christy was not big on giving oral especially if a guy was going to blow a load down her throat, Maria, on the other hand, loved it. She was a cum dumpster and could suck the cum out of any man.

Her cheeks were hallowed as she sucked Jean's cock aggressively until Louis turned her on her back and Jean's cock disengaged from her mouth. His cock quickly found its way back into Mommy's mouth as her tummy was hungry for his cum. She knew from experience he was moments away from blowin' his load, so she sucked a little slower as Louis positioned himself on top of her and slid his dick in her wet pussy. Louis was very horny and he started to fuck her passionately as she felt another orgasm come over her.

"Oh Santa Maria!" as she had a tremendous orgasm.

Jean was past the point of no return and released a huge load in her mouth. She swallowed every drop and kept her mouth wide open as to say, "Is there more?"

Louis pulled his cock out of her dripping wet vagina. Candidly, it was so wet he could barely feel the tightness of her vagina. He executed "Plan B".

Jean was resting on a chair watching Maria as if he was a cuckold. Louis stood in front of Maria, and she wasted no time helping him undress. His cock was longer and fatter than his buddy's.

She said, "Come to Mama with your nice fat cock."

She started by licking her cum off of his cock. She tasted yummy and Maria had even gone down on a few girls in her life. She even fantasized what Christy would taste like. Seeing Christy bent forward, and legs spread. In her fantasy she would start teasing Christy's tight asshole and massage her pussy until it was good and wet. She could almost feel the inside walls of Christy's vagina as she fingered her.

She snapped out of her fantasy and jumped back into her reality; she was having sex with two guys in another country. She sucked his cock for a few more minutes. Then she stopped. She wanted him inside her. She wanted him to stretch the walls of her vagina.

She bend over and placed both hands on the bed. She closed her eyes and waited to feel Jean's enormous cock in her wet hole. It seemed like ten minutes, but it was actually 45 seconds until Jean positioned himself behind her, placed one of his feet on the bed and started to fuck her and fucked her hard.

"Fuck me Jean... I am a slutty girl. Fuck me harder," Christy demanded.

"The pleasure you give me Christy," he said in not perfect English.

Louis was almost jealous. But then he remembered that he fucked her first and Jean was getting sloppy seconds; then he didn't feel so bad. He climbed on the bed and started caressing her cheeks and eventually worked one of his cum coated fingers into her mouth.

As Maria sucked his finger, she continued her fantasy of Christy and her love affair. It was now her turn to be eaten out by hot Christy. Maybe Christy would work a finger into Maria's ass which was a complete turn-on for Maria. Maria finished sucking her own cum off his fingered as Jean pounded her.

"Oh mon dieu, je suis pret a jouir" he yelled as he came into her willing cunt. (French for I am cumming)

Everyone was worn out. They got dressed and decided to grab a late-night snack. Maria was still drunk.

They got into Henri's car and drove to Whataburger, a Texas hamburger chain. There was even one in France. Maria got emotional and a little homesick about Whataburger, even though the food is not particularly good. She thought it was very sweet that the guys took her there.

Everyone had a cheeseburger, fries and a Coke. Although the burger was over cooked, the fries were greasy, and the Coke was flat, none of them cared. They were hungry from all of the activities.

It was very late, and the guys took her back to her dorm, walked her to the room and made sure she was able to get in safely. Remember, despite the wild threesome orgy they just had, the Frenchmen were gentlemen.

Louis said, "Good night my love," as he kissed her hand.

Jean just kissed her on both cheeks without saying a word.

"Maria?" Christy whispered.

"Hon, yes. Jean and Louis just dropped me off. Did I wake you?" asked Maria quietly.

Continued in Adventures in Paris Pt. 03