Touring France pt. 3

Leaving Gorde in the dust, the French Alps were my next destination. Annecy a town in the mountains had a lovely resort on a large lake. My room was on the end of the building at ground-level lakeside. I arrived late afternoon in time for dinner.

I showered, changed into a short purple body forming skirt and a very low cut red silk camisole no bra, which seemed to amplify my tits and all my curves. That and my "fuck me red pumps" and diamond pendant were all I had on. The hostess saw me coming down the hallway and watched me approach. She led me to my table and a young waiter arrived on my left side to take my drink order. His eyes looking straight down my camisole. I was looking at the wine menu asking him questions letting him get a good long look at my tits. I even pointed to a couple of bottles listed on the menu bringing my hand back brushing against a rapidly rising nipple. Oh, my body let him know I was turned on as my nipples got harder under his gaze. Nothing is hidden in silk. I ordered a bottle of red wine. He cleared his throat and said, "Oui madame."

While waiting for my wine, Two attractive young couples came in and were seated at a table nearby. They were very chatty and got me involved in their conversation. They were very interested in me when they heard my American accent. They all insisted I join them. So, my bottle of wine and I moved to their table, "The more the merrier," I thought. As I stood my skirt had risen up and I hope my lady bits had not been revealed to the onlooking couples. As it turned out, they were all from Croatia on holiday.

They wanted to know about the United States and spoke of their desire to visit. One of the couples were very attentive to each other. It was arousing just watching them. The other couple seemed like they were the odd couple on a blind date. She was quiet and did not participate much in conversation. Her date, Niko was so frickin' hot. His dark steamy eyes bored holes in me, making me wetter than I already was.

We all had fun, joked, laughed and drank numerous bottles of wine. It was a delightful meal and we all got along famously. Niko's focus shifted sometime during the meal from his date to me. She clearly developed an obvious attitude that seemed to reject the frivolity at the table. Niko and I were tuned in and clearly wanted each other even if he was younger than me. After dinner the cheese tray was served. The French have the world's finest cheese and everyone at the table devoured it.

As this point of the evening, I decided to retire to my room and allow the couples to focus on each other. We all hugged, and kissed each cheek. Niko held me a bit longer than the rest, my body was pulled tightly to his and stirred my desire. He asked me when I was leaving, I told him in the morning around 9am. They moved to the outside bar on the lake as I returned to my room.

My pussy needed someone, as my wetness confessed as I walked back to my room. Feeling a bit frustrated and alone. I stripped my clothes off and opened the floor to ceiling doors leading out onto a patio off my room. Stepping outside, the night air cooled and hardened my nipples. I stood in the dark leaning over the ground floor railing. Two young people approached giggling and holding each other, pausing for luscious kisses. The male's hands eagerly explored her body. I watched them closely, me there still nude and not caring, watching the show. He unbuttoned her pants and thrust his hands down to reach for her pussy. She threw her head back and moaned as he started massaging between her legs. His other hand lifted her shirt and bra and dived into her chest greedily taking a nipple into his mouth.

My hand had lowered to my clit and was vigorously massaging it as I watched young lust in action. Looking off to my right I could see the outside bar and people on the terrace, I thought of Nikko. I wondered if he could see me standing there as I could see him.

The young man looked over at me and smiled and he knelt down in front of the shapely woman, tugging on her pants that fell to her ankles. He started sucking on her clit and she moaned with delight. She pulled on her tits and pinched her nipples as he devoured her pussy.

Me, well I came like a fire cracker letting out a loud moan as I came watching them. The young woman shook, orgasmed in his mouth. He stood and kissed her mouth, hugging her close turning her body looking over her shoulder at me he grinned. She did not see me as I slipped back into my room. They pulled themselves together and moved on.

I slept blissfully that night. My desire satisfied by the unexpected show outside my room. I left my room, check out and headed out the front door of the resort. Niko was there, he was wiping down a blue Lamborghini Murcielago with a cloth. Both doors were raised in the air. I noted a man with money and great looks. He walked to me, smiling, "I wish things were different." He hugged me pulling me into his body. "I feel like I have known you my whole life." He laid a kiss on me that tuned on every nerve in my body. "Was that you I saw outside last night?"

"Yes, tiger," looking at him with pure lust in my eyes. "This should have happened last night."

He was hard as a rock poking into my abdomen. "Yes, I agree," he said with a sigh backing away from me as the valet pulled my rental car behind his.

"Your car makes me look like a peasant," I smiled.

He laughed and said, "You dear lady are a queen, one I will regret not knowing intimately."

I leaned into Niko, and kissed him softly on his lips. "Oh I would have enjoyed taking you as a lover, but I have to go to an appointment."

Kissing me again and he said goodbye, watching as I pulled away from the resort.

Flying High in Annecy

Before leaving Annecy, I reserved a paragliding adventure off the side of a mountain. I arrived in a blue cami with shorts and hiking shoes my hair in a ponytail. The guy behind the counter, being a true Frenchman said, " Madame, though they are beautiful, and I could look at them all day, you need to put a shirt on top of your camisole so the harness does not chaff your skin."

"Ok," thank you so much for telling me." I went out to the car grabbed a tshirt from my bag and put it on then got in a van with a small group of people and staff for a ride to the top of a mountain. They explained the process on the way up. I was excited and fearful at the same time watching as the pilots set up a few rigs across the ground.

The pilot I was assigned to Gerrad, had me step into the leg holds and lifted the harness up my body. He had me insert my arm into straps, my chest jutting out as he moved the front straps under my breasts. He lingered longer as he adjusted my chest strap, his hand cupping part of my right breast.

I let out an ummm. His eyes darted to mine. His boyish grin was a turn on. He continued to adjust my straps. He adjusted the canopy and walked back strapping me between his legs. It was breezy and you could see the parachute on the ground wanted to bloom into a colorful ornament and sail the blue sky.

Gerrard yelled, "Run." Little difficult but we managed. The two of us ran off the mountain side catching an updraft as the canopy caught air, jerking us off the ground as the mountain fell away below us. We acended higher and higher as he steered us over the valley with his hand controls. I could feel his body heat at my back. I laughed out loud and yelled whooo hooo. It was titillating. I yelled out, giggling, "Gerrad, this is better than sex."

He quickly replied, "No madame, nothing is" laughing as he pulled me closer, embracing my body with his, to my delight, he was hard all over. I was not the only one who was excited.

I felt like such a free spirit and yelled,"ooohhhh la la." He laughed again.

Off in the distance as we drifted higher than the birds I could see the resort where I had slept. There was a castle on a hill and the entire valley below was beautiful from that perspective. When we finally landed, he got a very good tip. Oh and I lost the tee-shirt.

Epernay

Off I went, after a nice drive I was in the Champagne region of France. I toured a few wineries bought a couple bottles of Champagne. I felt wonderful as I drove to my final destination, a bed and breakfast in a castle in Epernay.

I was braless and my blue silk cami hugged my chest tightly as if it were a part of me. Every bump on my tits could be seen which created quite the stir, when I stopped for lunch.

Pulling into the long driveway lined with large trees the castle was magnificent. The front court yard had signs directing me to where I needed to go to register. I popped into the office got my key and they told me some attendants would meet me at my car for my luggage.

I walked back to my car as two young men met me. The valet took my keys and opened the car hatch to remove my suitcase. I looked at the other man who was staring at my tits, so I jiggled them. Much to his surprise, his eyes met mine and I smiled a knowing smile. He looked back at my protruding nipples and licked his lips. Oh, that was all I needed to recharge my lust. "Damn," I said under my breath.

The valet drove my car away and the other young man led me to an elevator up to the second floor and down a long tapestry lined hallway. The castle was beautifully restored. Stopping at my door, he pointed to a circular stone staircase that led down to the dining room. Opening a very large wooden door to my room, "Madam, can I be of more service?"

A wicked grin, then a coy look came across my face, "No, not yet. Merci beau gosse." He was not the best looking guy in the world, but he was turned on by my body and I wanted him to feel like a king as we parted. Needing to tip him I held the money close to my tits to challenge him as he took it, wondering would he brush against me or carefully extract his tip from my hand.

To my delight, he cupped his hand over my left breast and pinched my nipple between two fingers and reached for his generous tip. I gasped and wanted to really fuck him. I remarked, "C'est un bon garcon," yes, he was a very good boy. He backed out of my room pulling the big wooden door closed.

I felt grubby in dire need of a shower after a day of being a tourist. It felt great as I stepped into the bathroom with heated floor tiles. I took a long shower with the rose smelling soap the castle provided. I dried my body with thick warm towels and blew my hair dry. Applying makeup and brushing my long hair, I chose a cute button-down, white sundress with an empire waist and deep scoop neck that made my huge tits look even bigger. Standing in front of the full length mirror in my room the short dress looked great with my deep tan. One thing, "hmmmm" I could see my areolas through the thin white material. "Ha, who cares," I said out loud, "good thing I shaved my pussy." I slipped my toes into a pair of tall sandals making my legs look even longer setting off to explore some of the castle with final destination to dinner.

The castles dining area had a couple of filled tables. There were banners and tapestries hanging on the stone walls. A very large fireplace on the far side of the room was lit adding warmth to the large stone room. I waited to be seated and was directed to my seat. Much to my delight, two young men arrived at my table a handsome one took my drink order and moved away. The other man was the one who carried my bags to my room. "Oh boy," I spoke. He approached me taking my napkin off the table he brushed his hand across my breasts that responded quickly as he placed the napkin across my lap. My eyes were big as I gasped for air.

"There you are madam," he smiled handing me the menu.

I thought, "Oh this man knows how to play."

"Thank you," I whispered, looking at the menu I selected lamb chops. I really felt like I could devour a good piece of meat.

My bottle of wine arrived on the bartenders silver tray; delivered with a smirky smile. He poured, I took a sip letting it linger in my mouth, it was delicious; I swear the French keep the best wines in France. The bartender kept his eyes on my cleavage and huge tits. I took a deep breath, sitting higher, "Oh, French wine is the best in the world," I purred. He bowed his head and backed away.

My dinner arrived, it was exceptional, I lingered over it sipping my wine slowly as the room filled with people. Feeling like a naughty girl I pulled out a pen and a note pad writing, "I want your hard cock in me, now. Meet me in my room." The handsy waiter came back to bring my bill. I handed him the note along with my credit card.

The bartender arrived at my table a few minutes later with a questioning look on his face. It was as if (he the more handsome man), 'was asking me why not me?' He took the empty bottle of wine and grumped off. My waiter all smiles, arrived with my card. He whispered "are you serious?"

"You would not have gotten that note if I was not serious. Honey, I want to suck your hard cock and feel it in my wet pussy," cooing at him. I could see the rise in his pants, 'thinking this will be fun.' I looked up at him and ran my tongue around my lips. I stood up and started to leave.

"I get off at 10," he whispered. Leaning over the table to block my way he stacked a few items and turned looking around the room, he put both hands on my tits and squeezed them. Letting go quickly, he started clearing the table as I moved past him pinching his ass I left the restaurant.

I got my bag ready, laying out clothes for my morning departure up to Paris. I was looking forward to spending a few days in the city and had reserved a number of things to pass time. At 10:30 a tap on my door gave notice of a visitor. I opened the door, there stood a smiling waiter with a bottle of champagne and two glasses.

He popped the cork and poured two glasses handing me one. Ummm, it was good. He started unbuttoning the front of my dress. Boing, my welcoming titties popped out. He lifted the champagne bottle and poured it on my tits. I gasped at the coolness of the liquid. He started licking them hungrily, placing both his hands underneath cupping them and squeezing as he licked and sucked off all the bubbly. Me, well I moaned with each hard suck he gave me.

I dropped my dress to the floor as I hurriedly undid his pants while he removed his shirt. I ran my hands up his hairy chest and tweaked his nipples, licking on them and blowing my breath across them. I backed him towards the bed as I put my thumbs on either side of his boxers pulling them down to release his pleasure rod. Pushing him down to a seated position on the bed's edge. Taking his hands, I put them on my tits as my girls love attention. He squeezed them roughly making sure to suck in each nipple giving it a naughty bite causing me to yelp. Kneeling before him, I started licking his balls as I ran my hand up and down his hard member. "Ohhh baby this is so nice. I love sucking cock" I raised my head above his cock and put it in my mouth, sucking strongly as I tickled his balls. He took a deep breath and moaned. I licked and sucked and licked and sucked taking all of him into my mouth and throat. He put his hands on my head and forced his cock as far down my throat as he could get it.

Releasing my head, letting out a moan, he said "Stop, "Come Here," motioning to the bed. I stood, bumped his body down and climbed on top of him. Flipping me over onto my back, he took the dominate position above me, he squeezed my tits hard growling, "Nice big fucking titties. I want to fuck them now" Pushing them together I was so hot as he started sliding his drooling cock between my tits. He barely made it out the top of them as I tried desperately to capture the precum with my tongue. I would not say he was well endowed but he knew what to do with what he had. "Ohhhhh," he moaned, grinning "I was not expecting this. It is such a good day."

He stopped, twisting my nipples in his hands pinching hard, running his tongue down my belly seeking my very wet wanton pussy. My hips rose up as he did. He dipped his tongue in and sucked lapping my juices, all the while massaging my clit with his fingers. He looked up at me grinning his chin wet with me. Lowering his head he took my clit into his mouth licking and sucking dancing all over it with his tongue as I pushed on his head. "Ummmmm, you have a magic tongue and are going to push me over the edge." I moaned, "I am so close to cumming."

"No you aren't," flipping me over forcefully with his arm. "Get on your knees," he demanded. A very large mirror was on the wall beside the bed. He could watch my tits and ass bounce as he pounded my pussy. "Good view," he mumbled, smacking my ass with his hand ramming his cock deep inside my tight pussy.

"Oh you hot fucking stud, that is going to push me over the edge. I am going to cum," I yelled.

He grabbed my hair pulling my head back hard, "Look at my slut in the mirror taking my cock in her arse." With that he withdrew from my wet pussy and plunged his cock into my ass. Pounding it like it was his last fuck ever.

Pushing back on his cock, "Agggghhhhh," I screamed, "Oh fucccccckkkk mmmmeeee," my body spasmed, experiencing one of the most powerful orgasms I had ever had. I climaxed over and over breathless, as he pulled out of my ass moaning, breathing heavily, making a squirting sound with his mouth as he came all over my ass and back.

"Big load just for you. You and your pointing at me tits," he said, dropping on the bed next to me, we lay there reveling in stillness.

My ass ached, but it was such a pleasurable pain. "Ummm, you surprised me."

He grinned brushing hair off my face. He kissed my mouth and got up and walked into the bathroom to clean his cock. When he returned he carried a warm wet wash cloth and cleaned off his cum and dried me off. "Thank you kind sir," I dreamily smiled.

"You stay in bed, I tuck you in so you sleep well," he spoke softly. He got dressed came over and kissed my lips tenderly then dropped down to my titties and nibbled on my nipples. Licking them, "They are magnificent," kissed both tits, covered me and left the room.

It was not long before sleep took me deeply under its veil.

I hope you like this "Tour du France" I sure did. For your pleasure darlin' watch for part 4.