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Alana's Confession - 2
by Lisa Rains (lisarains65@aol.com)
***
Alana continues telling her jealous hubby about the
wild time she had in Paris with, her hunky Frenchman
Pierre and her naughty friend Kara. This time Pierre's
friend Jacques gets in on the fun. She was faithful to
the letter of the law, but man did she have fun. (MF,
exh, voy, mast, orgy, rom, spank)
***
Honestly Honey I don't see what you're so jealous
about. Mmm... You know I love this wonderful hard dick
of yours and I would never fuck another guy. In fact I
would never violate any of your rules. It was just a
little harmless fun.
(Laughing a little) I'm sorry to giggle like this. But
it's just so funny to see you glaring at me, all mad
and all, while this cock of yours is so rock hard.
Well, anyway, you wanted to hear about the next night
and I'm going to tell you. I'm always honest with you
so you know you can trust me.
So okay, all day long the next day, I must admit Kara
and I both had trouble concentrating on our business
appointments. I kept thinking about Pierre's amazingly
big dick and how queenly he made me feel when he was
looking with such longing at my tits, bared and thrust
out for him.
The two of us kept talking about it and Kara said,
even she was turned on by the sight of my boobs and
how hot it was watching Pierre play with that enormous
penis of his and shoot all that jism.
We could hardly wait for the night time.
When we got through with our appointments, about seven
o'clock, we hurried up to our hotel room and got all
dolled up in our sexiest outfits. Both of us wore
short skirts and button blouses with no bras.
We thought about calling you guys long-distance -- man
we missed you so much, and if you had been there to
fuck us, you'd have put our fires out in no time. But
of course you and George were back in the states and
here we were in Paris without our husbands.
On our way down to the bar, we reminded ourselves of
the rules: No fucking anyone but you guys -- our
loving hubbies. No kissing other guys and no allowing
other men to touch our pussies or our tits.
We got down to the bar and we were a little
disappointed not to see Pierre. But about 45 minutes
later, there he was, that sexy French devil with his
lean body and that big obvious bulge in the front of
his pants.
He was with another guy, who was also very, very
handsome.
The two of them came over to our table and Pierre, in
French, asked Kara if it was okay for them to sit
down. I thought that was so sweet --to ask so humbly.
Kara had to translate everything just like she did the
night before because I don't speak French and neither
of the guys spoke English.
But we learned Pierre's friend's name was Jacques. The
two of them were waiters in a nearby restaurant.
It was pretty obvious that Kara and Jacques had a
"vibe" going. Just as Pierre was all gaga over me,
Jacques was clearly taken with Kara.
It didn't take long for the conversation to come
around to sex. Pierre had told Jacques about what
happened the night before and both men were super
excited.
Finally, Pierre asked, politely -- almost shyly -- if
the two of them could come up to our room with us.
There was a sort of long conversation between Kara and
the guys. When it was over Kara told me what had
transpired.
"I told them it would be all right," she said. "But
that under NO circumstances are they to misbehave --
they can look but they can't touch."
And then she giggled and blushed. "What?" I asked.
"What are you holding back?"
She laughed again and said, "Well I told them they
have to agree that if either of them loses control and
touches us, we get to punish them and they have to
take it."
This intrigued me. "What kind of punishment?" I asked
her.
"Well," Kara said, "the rules say they're not allowed
to touch us. But there's nothing in the rules that
says we can't touch them. So I told them that if
either of them misbehaves, one of us will take him
over our lap and give him a bare-assed hand-spanking."
We both laughed really hard at that idea, Honey. I
mean to picture either of those "all-male" men over
our lap getting spanked just like a little boy....Well
the idea was so cute and funny I had to laugh. But I
must admit the idea kind of turned me on too.
Pierre in his smooth French, told Kara that indeed,
Jacques was really taken by her and asked if she would
show him her tits and give her the same kind of show I
had given Pierre the night before.
Kara asked me, "What shall I do?" But I knew damn well
what she wanted me to say. And I obliged her.
"Well just like you told me last night, it's not
against the rules if we just show off our breasts for
them. I mean it's such a small thing for us and it
means so much to those hot-looking, red-blooded
Frenchmen.
Blushing, she told him, okay but that he had to
remember the rules, just as Pierre had the night
before.
So we got up to the room, the four of us, and the guys
sat down in the two chairs that faced the bed. They
were so excited! Both Kara and I could see by the
imprint in the front of Jacques' pants that he was at
least as big as Pierre in the cock department. I must
admit, Honey, I felt a little shiver at the idea of
seeing both those enormous dicks at the same time. You
don't begrudge me that do you? I mean you were so far
away and these hunks were right here, so turned on to
us!
Aw, now please don't be that way Baby? It was just so
hard to resist.
Kara and I hurried into the bathroom to change. We
stripped down to our panties (no bras of course) and
both of us put on button blouses.
"I am so turned on!" Kara admitted to me as we checked
ourselves out in the mirror. "It's been so long since
a man has looked at me with such desire. My pussy is
soaking wet!"
I confessed to her that the crotch of my panties was
pretty soaked as well.
So we opened the door and went back out into the
bedroom and, to our surprise, those French rascals had
taken their jeans off and were sitting there in their
jockey shorts!
Believe me, if there had been any doubt about the size
of Jacques' prick, that doubt was totally gone as we
looked at the massive rise in the front of his undies.
"Oh my word!" Kara exclaimed and she put her hand over
her mouth in a combination of full-out excitement and
surprise. "You guys don't waste any time do you?" she
giggled.
And Honey, I will admit that the sight of Pierre's
cock stretching the fabric of those shorts was making
me tingle.
Kara and the boys spoke in French, for a minute or so
and then Kara told me. "They're asking if we could
kneel together on the bed facing them and show them
our tits."
Of course that's just what I had figured they'd say
and, frankly Darling, I was really up for the idea.
And the guys were "up" too, believe me. Kara and I
could see that not only were their dicks hard and
clearly outlined against their briefs, there was also
a nice big gush of precum seeping onto the crotch
material. The wetness showed those cocks even clearer.
It was like we were watching our own personal wet
willy contest.
I must admit Dear, I'd have hated to judge THAT
contest. Both of them were enormous! How could a gal
decide which of them was bigger?
So Kara and I climbed up and knelt at the foot of bed
facing the guys. They were sitting less than four feet
away so you know they were getting a great view.
We slowly undid the buttons of our blouses and before
long our tits were proudly on display.
You should see Kara's breasts, by the way. You'd love
them!
Our nipples were hard as rubies and our tits stood up
like we were a couple of nubile 17-year-olds. But of
course it wasn't youth, it was the powerful arousal we
were feeling that was getting us like that.
And man, the guys were going wild! They applauded and
whistled and (best of all) they started rubbing their
dicks through their shorts.
Kara exchanged some words with Jacques and she shook
her head "No."
"What?" I asked. "What was that all about?"
"He asked me if it was all right if they slipped out
of their jockey shorts, and I told them 'not yet.'"
I found myself a little frustrated. I was more than
ready to get a good look at those massive bare cocks.
"Why on earth did you tell them that?" I asked.
"I just love the power," she admitted. "We are in
complete control. And I love making them wait -- just
because we say so."
And all of a sudden I knew exactly what she meant. We
would get a good close look at those magnificent cocks
soon. In the meantime, I loved that we were driving
them crazy and holding all the cards.
Finally, after we'd made them suffer long enough, I
said to Kara, "Okay let's get a look at those
humongous things!"
And Kara laughed. "Okay, but we will make them hold
off and not touch themselves until we say it's okay."
We laughed and she spoke to them in a commanding
voice.
Man you should have seen how fast those jockeys came
off. I mean they were out of those underpants in
seconds and there we were looking at two of the
biggest penises anywhere.
We just gasped in awe!
Just like Pierre, Jacques' dick was enormous, and just
as hard. But unlike Pierre, Jacques' was
uncircumcised. Even rock-hard, the tip of it was
barely peeking out over a circle of foreskin.
They sat with their legs spread wide apart. Their
wonderful big balls hung proudly down and their cocks
were reaching for the ceiling! And both those big hard
rods had a glistening drop of precum at the tip.
I could barely get my breath looking at those two
gigantic things.
They started speaking to Kara excitedly. And Kara kept
laughing and shaking her head "no" as we continued
displaying out tits.
I don't understand French but I know begging when I
hear it.
Finally Kara turned to me. "Should we let them jack
those cocks for us?"
And to tell you the truth Honey, I wasn't sure how
long I could hold out. I mean face it, I was
incredibly eager to watch them work those pricks.
I laughed and said, "Okay."
And when Kara gave them the word, those hands flew to
their cocks. Jacques was jacking so hard and fast that
every now and then, little squirts of precum would fly
out of his dickhead. He was sitting so close that a
couple times some of that cock juice actually landed
on Kara's leg.
We kept it up for a while -- Kara and I getting more
and more turned on watching them and the two of them
getting more and more turned on watching us.
By the way, Honey, their styles were different. Pierre
had that wonderful French flourish. There was a
certain grace to the way he stroked himself, slow and
rhythmic -- the way a ballet dancer might stroke his
cock.
But Jacques was all MAN! Big and burly. He worked his
dick hard and fast -- no finesse at all, like he was a
construction worker wielding a jackhammer. I loved the
contrast and both Kara and I moved our eyes from one
of them to the other. We loved the show.
Finally Pierre and Jacques said something and Kara
translated. "They want to see our bare asses," she
laughed. And of course I laughed too. But it was such
a hot idea.
She talked a little more to them as they kept jacking
their cocks.
Finally we told them okay.
Kara and I turned our backs to them and, still
kneeling on the bed, slid our panties down and off,
uncovering our beautiful bottoms.
I hope that's all right, Honey. We looked teasingly
over our shoulders to watch their reaction and man the
guys got even hotter and more excited.
We teased them like crazy, thrusting our bare tails
out, shaking them and then straightening up again. We
ran our hands over our buns and rotated out hips.
And then it happened!
Maybe we should have guessed it would. We were
tantalizing them so mercilessly. Poor Jacques just
lost control. He reached out and felt Kara's ass. He
even slid his fingers down and stroked her pussy.
Instantly we stopped posing and Kara got up. She
stared scolding him in French and he hung his head
like a naughty boy being chastised by his teacher.
They spoke for quite a while. Pierre and I just sat
there listening.
Finally Kara made Jacques stand up. She sat in the
chair where he had been sitting and patted her bare
thighs as if to say, "Okay you bad boy, you know the
bargain."
And incredibly, he actually lay down over her lap. She
made him lie with his huge dick between her legs and
squeezed it with her thighs to hold him in place.
Pierre and I watched, both of us laughing a little to
see the control she had over him. Then she spoke to
him in French and he actually thrust his ass up for
her -- cooperating. And by the way Honey, I must admit
he had a wonderful ass. It was strong and tight and
masculine. It was so erotic to see that powerful macho
dude being handled and dominated by a woman. I just
sat there at the foot of the bed, my feet on the
floor, watching.
And then she landed the first slap. It was hard too,
her bare hand smacking him right on the middle of his
up-thrust behind. Man it was so hot watching that.
She landed a few more and she and Pierre and I were
all three laughing. Jacques wasn't laughing. I could
see that he was already regretting his lack of
control. But he was taking it like a man. I'll say
that for him.
Kara had her left arm over the small of his back
holding him still with her hand as her right hand
spanked those delightful buns.
I don't know exactly what got into me Darling, but the
sight of it was getting me so excited that I... well,
I guess I got a little carried away. I patted the
space beside me and gestured Pierre over to sit with
me. We sat there together, naked, and watched the
spanking.
Jacques' sexy ass was really starting to get red.
Every once in a while, he would wiggle a little, as
though trying to "get away" from the heavy smacks Kara
was putting on him.
When he did, Kara would reach down and grab his balls
and make him arch his back and thrust his fanny back
up. Then she would continue the spanking.
"Hey," I protested, laughing. "You can't do that can
you?"
Kara laughed to and told me: "Hey the rules say they
can't touch us, but there's nothing in the rule book
that says WE can't touch them.
And as if that were some kind of cue, all of a
sudden...forgive me Honey but I just couldn't stop
myself...all of a sudden I had Pierre's huge rock-hard
dick in my hand!
I know it sounds awful Honey but I was just so-oo hot!
I didn't think you'd mind since I wasn’t actually
breaking the rules.
Oh now please don't frown like that. It's not like I
fucked him or let him touch me. I just started working
that prick like crazy as we watched that fun spanking.
And it didn't take Kara long to notice what was going
on. "Wow!" she said, "look at you go girl. You're
jacking him like there's no tomorrow. Look at that
grip you've got him in."
And I laughed right back at her. "Looks like YOU'VE
got a pretty good grip on Jacque's penis. You're
thighs are locking him in place like a vise."
I made Pierre lie down on his back and spread his
legs, giving Kara a great view of his big dick and
proud balls. Those balls kept bouncing up and down as
I stroked his cock. She was loving the show.
"Wow!" Kara squealed. "Jack that big cock!"
And I said, "Spank that fine ass!"
And then we really got the giggles. I must admit,
Honey, we were kind of out of our minds. You know how
crazy kids get when they're up past their bedtimes?
Well that's kind of how it was with us.
Over and over we kept repeating it:
I kept saying: "Spank that fine ass!" Laughter)
And Kara kept saying: "Jack that huge dick!" More
laughter.
And the more encouragement we gave each other, the
more enthusiasm we gave to our tasks. She spanked
Jacques harder and harder and I jerked Pierre's cock
faster and faster. And both our eyes got wider and
wider with the wild thrill of what we were doing.
I teased Pierre as I jacked him. I knew he couldn't
understand me, I knew Kara did so it was fun. I told
him. "I should spank YOUR ass too, just on general
principles. I know you WANTED to touch my ass too."
Well Honey, finally both Kara's and my hands and arms
got tired. Her hand was stinging from walloping
Jacques' ass and my arm was aching from jacking
Pierre.
So we ended the night by Kara and I sitting on the two
chairs and making the guys lie nude at the foot of the
bed with those enormous dicks on display for us.
We made them jerk off -- each with his unique style
(Pierre graceful and refined as a ballet dancer;
Jacques hard fast and rough like a cowboy.
Both of them shot for us, their cum shooting into the
air. Kara and I laughed and clapped and enjoyed
ourselves.
Well Honey that's it. That's everything... Hmmm. I
know you're telling me you're angry. But this
wonderful dick of yours is telling a different story.
Let's just slide it on in and I'll make you forget the
whole thing.... Or make you remember if you'd rather.
Ha ha.
Ahhhh. Yes. That's great.
To be continued?
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