The Confessions of Jenny – First French Holiday – 03
Our journey towards the South of France continued in perfect sunny weather, the quiet roads through the wine-growing regions around Dijon took us alongside the river Saone as it means through the Beaujolais, towards the picturesque town of Macon. This elegant and interesting town with its riverside shops and cafés was a charming and romantic place to make our second overnight stop in France.
We chose a 3 star hotel near the centre of the town. Our room was more like an apartment – it was enormous, with a commanding view of the river at one end, and overlooking a walled garden and parking area at the other. We opened a bottle of wine and sat by the open window watching the long Citerna barges passing on the river. It was still early, and we had ample time to have a little tour around the region while the sun was still warm. Simon was searching his document case for amap, when the envelope containing the four photographs, given to us as we left the hotel at Metz, fell out onto the floor.
He smiled and took out the pictures, studying each one carefully. As a professional picture editor I suppose he did have a real interest in the quality, but it was obvious from the look on his face that he was thinking about other things ! I stood behind him, looking over his shoulder at the photos, they were very good indeed, and in no time at all I was thinking about other things too !
Since the incident with the spectator at the canal-side on our first day, and the discovery of these pictures when we left the movie, I had become far less self-conscious about being observed or photographed during our sexual encounters. To be honest, the possibility of these things happening again really turned me on. I was already feeling randy as I thought about this, so I suggested to Simon that we should always have the digital camera ready totake advantage of any situation that might arise !
His smile said everything ! “Certainly darling, let’s start now” he said, and reached for the camera bag, which was on the table. “I thought we were going for a trip around the region ?” I replied. “Come on Simon, or it will be evening before we leave” I added, in an artificially stern tone of voice, “I’ll have a quick shower and change, then we’ll go, ok ?” and I grabbed my toilet bag and ran to the bathroom.
I showed, brushed my hair, did my makeup and returned to the room for something to wear. Glancing through the window into the walled courtyard below, I saw that Simon had unloaded the rest of our luck, and was busy checking the oil and water levels of the car after our long drive.
As I passed the table, I glanced quickly at the photographs. Even that quick glance was enough to initiate that lovely feeling inside me which I know from experience will lead to meFeeling as randy as hell again ! I decided to put on a little show for Simon as a surprise when he returned from dealing with the car.
I chose an ivory Panache suspender belt, matching knickers and very light tan stockings. I put them on, together with my ivory satin robe and stood leaning against the pale blue wooden shutters of the open window, the afternoon sun warming my back.
I looked out to see Simon pick up the luggage and make his way towards the rear entrance of the hotel. Suddenly I was feeling as randy as hell and my nipples were hard and erect as they pressed against the silky material of my robe. I gave them a gentle touch with my finger tips and shuddered as that lovely horny feeling swept over me, making my pussy tingle and my juices start to flow. I was feeling nervously excited when I heard his footsteps in the corridor.
I was struggling my nipples through my robe when he entered the room. He dropped the luggage onto the floor and stood staring at in astonishment. “Will this makes a good photograph ?” I asked, letting my robe slip from my shoulders. It took him a few seconds to compose himself, then he replied, “It sure will my love, you look absolutely lovely, I won’t be a second, I’ll just wash my hands” he said, and disappeared into the bathroom.
Retuning a few seconds later, looking cooler and more relaxed. He kissed me passwordately and held me close, so close that I could feel his hard cock bulging his pants. He moved away, his hands brushing very gently against my breasts, sending a shudder down my spine. He took the camera from its bag and I continued playing with my nipples, rolling them between my fingers. My body ached with excitement at the thought of having his lovely cock buried deep inside me again. I turned towards the sun’s rays streaming through the window and couldn’t resist giving my pussy a quick rub through my silky knickers.
Simon was already busy with the camera, very professionally choosing the best angles as I turned and moved into various positions in front of the window. He gave me precision instructions about how I should stand, the tilt of my head, how I should display my breasts and how I should position my legs. It was all very interesting, and quite a pleasure for me to do, but not very romantic. What I really wanted was to feel his lovely cock fucking the life out of me !
“Come over here into the room now darling” he said, and we switched positions, with Simon’s back to the window and me leaning backwards in what I thought was a sexy pose, perched on the end of the bed. “Perfect” he said as he adjusted the camera, “You are really very good at this aren’t you ?, now sit on the bed, head back, arms spread behind you, legs apart a little please – that’s fantastic” he said as he crouched down in front of me.
Leaning back as he had suggested, supported by my outstRetched arms behind me, and looking between my widely spread legs, I could just see his head as he framed me the viewfinder.
My thoughts raced to another occasion when I had been looking at him from a similar position. My pussy was already tingling. I closed my eyes, lay back on the bed and slipped my hand into my knickers. I stroked my warm silky bush and felt that lovely wave of excitement sweeping through me. Simon continued taking photos as my fingers moved around in my knickers, exploring every sensitive part of my excited cunt.
“Don’t stop Jenny” he whispered, as I continued to finger myself. I opened my eyes and smiled at him. He was standing now, camera in one hand as he stroked the bulge in his pants with the other. I pulled my fingers from my knickers and put them into my mouth, licking them and savouring my juices.
I then put my hand back into my knickers and slide my wet fingers between the lips of my cunt. In seconds my knickers were soaking as I played with my clip.
Simon put the camera onto the bed and took off his pants and his shorts, slipped off his shirt and began struggling his cock. Droping onto his knees between my legs he placed his hands on my widely spread legs and began struggling my stockings. His hands moved over my thighs, and then taking hold of my knickers he gently slide them down to my ankles and removed them. He pressed them to his face, briefly savouring the scent of my juices before letting them fall to the floor.
He grabbed the camera again, rapidly taking more photos as I stroked my nipples and then opened my legs, fingering myself madly. He gazed at me as I thrust my fingers deep inside my aching cunt. I watched him, as with one hand, he played with his fully erect cock, rubbing it furiously in his fist. The sight of his enormous cock sliding through his strong hands was driving me crazy. I arched my back and spread my legs. Pushing the fingers ofBoth hands into my cunt I opened it wide for him and shouted “For god’s sake ! Fuck me Simon ! Please, I’m longing to feel your beautiful cock inside me !”
With shaking hands he took one last photo then put the camera down. With his glistening cock in his hand he advanced towards me and guided his knob between the lips of my cunt. I throw my legs around his waist as he leaned over me, gasping as he pushed his beautiful hot cock deeper into me. I screamed as he thrust it right up inside me. He fucked me beautifully, his balls slamming noisily against my pussy as he fucked me to the very edge of cumming, slowing down only at the last moment when I screamed for him to stop.
We were both gasping for breath and I was almost cumming when he withdraw his cock completely and rubbed it furiously in his fist. Suddenly a great spurt of his warm cum sprayed over me, soaking my pussy and my thighs. I yelled as the excitement took me into a massive orgasm and my cunt throbbed as I watched spurt after spurt of his cum shooting out of his rampant cock and soaking my stockings. “Oh my God, that was so exciting ! You can cum on my stockings any time you like, you sexy devil !” I said.
Simon more or less collapsed alongside me and we held each other tight, savouring the excitement until we fell asleep. I felt after a while, leaving Simon to sleep on. I sat up and looked at my stockings which were soaking wet with Simon’s lovely cum. I suddenly became aware of how horny this made me feel and my cunt was soon tingling as I longed to feel his cock inside me again.
I reached out to him as he lay alongside me and took his cock in my hand. I stroked it gently and although he was still sleep, or perhaps was preparing to sleep, it was soon beautifully hard. Its purple knob looked gorgeous, glistening with the remain of his cum. I knelt beside him and licked it along its length. I then took his knob completelyinto my mouth and enjoyed feeling it grow even bigger as I sucked it. Simon moaned quietly as he awoke from his slumbers, and then realising what was happening, he lay back and enjoyed my attention to his lovely cock.
“Wow ! I thought I was dreaming ! That’s absolutely gorgeous Jenny” he whispered. I continued licking and sucking him until his heavily veined cock was beautifully hard. Actually I would have been quite happy if he had cum in my mouth, but he reached out for my breasts which hung temptingly before him and began teasing my nipples. By this time I was truly aching to feel his cock inside me.
Raising my head from his cock I said “Please fuck me again Simon, I’m really, really ready !” He didn’t hesitate. He pulled himself up from the bed and knelt before me with his lovely cock in his fist, stroking it gently.
I turned face-down on the bed, buried my face in the pillows and raised my bottom. “Oh my God Jenny ! You look gorgeous,and you know that I love fucking you from behind – you little devil !” he said, grinning. I felt his hands on the cheeses of my bottom, then he stroked my legs, sliding his hands from my knees to my stocking tops and then slowly over my thighs. He really did love teasing me. Then I felt his hand between my legs as he stroked my soaking wet pussy, his fingers gently parting the soft wet hairs of my bush as he found my swollen clip.
I gasped as he circled his fingers around it. “My God Jenny, that feels absolutely gorgeous !” he said, excitedly. “It’s lovely for me too, I could quite easily cum now if I wanted to !” I gasped. Then he withdraw his fingers and I felt what I had been longing for. The warm tip of his cock brushed against my tigh as he guided his cock between my legs and into my waiting cunt. He sensed my excitement and paused with his cock motionless between the lips of my cunt. It felt gorgeous. Big, warm and wonderful and although I was longing for him to fuck me hard, I savoured the special feeling of his lovely cock as it rested just inside me.
“How does that feel, my randy little angel ? Is that ok for you Jenny ?” he whispered. I smiled to myself at his teasing manner. “You know damn well that it feels absolutely wonderful ! Your cock always feels perfect inside me ! Now stop teasing and fuck me…please !” I replied. His hands went to my wait and he pulled me onto his magnificent cock as he pushed it right up inside me. “Oh my God !! that’s gorgeous !” I yelled out loud as it filled my throbbing cunt.
He rested for a moment and then he began fucking me, working up gradually to a steady rhythm which took my breath away. “Tell me when you’re ready Jenny, won’t you ?” he gasped. “I’ll tell you when to stop for a moment my love, this is far too good to worry !” I replied. We continued this wonderful fucking for ages, Simon stopping immediately when I was balanced on the threshold of cumming – it was beautiful !
Suddenly we were started by a loud tap on the door and the room-maid entered with her arms full of clean towels. “Oh ! Pardon, Monsieur – Madame” she smiled as she stepped over the luckage still lying in the doorway. Simon had no intention of stopping now and the room-maid was making the most of her unannounced intrusion ! She stood smiling, watching as Simon fucked me furiously, her presence seemed to have heightened his excitement. He was fucking me really hard now and his breath was heavy and laboured. The room-maid looked directly at me. “Bravo Madame – you are very lucky!” she said as she trotted into the bathroom.
I was no longer capable of prolonging our pleasure. I desperately wanted to cum. “I’m nearly cumming ! Fuck me Simon !” I yelled. He did just that. His cock making the most exciting sounds as he rammed it deep into me and his balls slammed against my slippery wet pussy. “Now Jenny !” he yelled loudly ashe held his throbbing cock deep inside me and his cum shot into me, making me yell out loud as it filled me. We were both cumming like mad and it seemed like ages before we collapsed onto the bed – exhausted and soaking wet with our spilled juices.
The room-maid had been in the bathroom all this time and must have enjoyed the noisy entertainment. She paused and turned towards the bed on her way out and I noticed that her nipples were almost bursting out of her crisp white blouse and the way her skirt was created left me in no doubt that she had been fingering herself as we fucked so noisily. “Bonne soirée, Monsieur-Madame” she said, a broad smile on her flushed face as she left. I had certainly had my share of spectators since we began our journey through France ! Needless to say, we didn’t manage our little tour of the region, but I certainly had no regrets !
-ooOoo-………………………………………………………………… The Confessions of Jenny – First French Holiday – 04
Another sunny day welcomed us as we awoke in our hotel at Macon. The window overlooking the river was closed and shuttered to keep out the noise from the busy road below. Simon opened it and throw back the shutters. I put on my robe and went over to him. He kissed me tenderly and put his arms around me. We stood for a while, watching the morning sun reflecting on the river Saone, and in the far distance, the Alps, looking magnificent against the clear blue sky.
We decided to skip breakfast and make an early start, so after a quick coffee, we packed the car, put the top down, checked-out and continued south on the Autoroute towards Lyon. We took the new bypass to avoid the city and its heavy traffic, and soon we were on the quieter ‘route national’ enjoying the beauty of the Rhone Valley. Just south of Valence, we saw a signadvertising a bar/restaurant, so we followed the narrow road leading to the river. At the end of the road stand a charming old ‘Auberge’ with a long garden, which led down the step terraced slope towards the river. We ordered coffee and croissants, and enjoyed our snack under a parasol-shaded table in the garden.
Afterwards, we walked down the long steering path which ended abruptly at a low stone wall, the other side of which was an almost sheer drop into the Rhone. The view from here was stunning. Simon took several photographs of the surroundings, including me in the photographs whenever possible. He stood behind me with his arms around my waist and fondled my breasts, my nipples responding instantly as I trembled with pleasure. He kissed my neck as we chatted excitedly. I asked him if he had looked at the photographs he had taken in the hotel room at Macon. He blushed slightly and admitted that he had taken a peek at them when he was loading the car.
“Would you like to have a look?” he asked as he leaned over and picked up the camera from the wall. Still standing behind me with his arms around me, he switched on camera and tilted it so that I could see the screen. Although the sun was rather too bright for critical viewing, some of the details were clearly visible. “Wow ! and Mmm !” were about the only ‘words’ I could say, as he quickly flicked through the images. He was obviously excited, his hand shaking a little as he held the camera.
I took the camera from him, and beending down, placed it carefully on the wall. As I bent forward, he lifted my dress up over my bottom and moved closer to me. I placed both my hands on the wall and wriggled my bottom teasingly from side to side. It was a very warm day so I was wearing only thin silky knickers and could feel the growing bulge in his pants as he pressed himself against me. He backed away from me a little and his hand gently parted my legs. As I moved my feet further apart to help him, his hand cupped the bulge in my knickers. I wriggled my bottom again and he pulled my flimsy knickers aside and his fingers began exploring my excited pussy.
He pulled my dress up around my waist, his finger quickly finding the top of my knickers and pulling them down as far as they would go over my spread legs. I was just about to shift my legs to help him remove them completely when he said “Don’t move my darling !” and I felt his hot cock pushing between my legs. I gasped, and quickly shot my hand between my legs, opening my pussy to help his entry. I felt the bulging end of his wet cock touching the tips of my fingers as it slipped slowly into my cunt.
I moved my fingers to my clip, placing one finger each side and stroking it gently as he pushed his cock further into me. I was crazy with excitement as he fucked me hard and fast. After just a few more deep and thrustingstrokes I screamed “Oh yes ! I’m cumming !” and felt his cock pounding into me. “I’m cumming too Jenny !” he whispered breathlessly as he held me tight around my waist and I trembled at the feel of his cock rammed deep into me.
He gasped out loudly as he started cumming, his hot juices spinning out of my excited cunt and trickling thrillingly down my thighs. He kept his cock pushed deep inside me and my throbbing cunt gripped it beautifully. “Don’t take it out yet, my love !” I gasped, “It’s too lovely, please keep it inside me for a while, all day if you like !” I said. He leaned over and kissed the back of my neck, but he did as I asked, withdrawing it only when we heard the voices of some approaching visitors.
They took a side turn into another part of the terrace so we were not disturbed as we wiped each other with tissues and tidied our clothes. It was quite some time before we recovered from the excitement sitting in silence on the wall for afew minutes, gently kissing, before returning to the car.
Taking his face in my hands and looking slightly at him, I whispered “That was absolutely gorgeous, please do it again. Soon !” He laughed and started the car, smiling as we resumed our journey south. My knickers were soaking wet so I slipped them off and let the warm breeze blow up my skirt. Sometimes the welcome breeze was accompanied by Simon’s hand as he gave my pussy a playful touch.
These ‘playful touches’ happened more and more frequently, then suddenly as we approached one the many rest areas, he braked hard and parked in a tree lined glade, away from the parking area. He got out of the car and hurried around to my side, unzipping his pants as he pulled open the car door. “I really mustave my cock inside your lovely cunt again Jenny !” he gasped, standing facing me with his hard cock in his fist. “Wow ! That’s a lovely thought, and so suddenly !” I exclaimed, swinging my legs out of the car and spreading them wide. I licked my fingers and gave my pussy a quick stroke as he leaned over me and guided his gorgeously excited cock into my cunt.
There was no hesitation. He fucked me hard and fast, his lovely cock slamming into me as far as it would go. It was absolutely wild and beautiful. He was cumming within seconds, gasping and grunting loudly as he fucked me. I thought he would never stop cumming, his hot juices seemed to spurt into me non-stop, soaking my thighs and trickling down onto the seat of the car. Gorgeous !
Just then, a family car pulled up nearby. Simon put his dripping cock back into his pants and zipped himself up, then with his hands resting either side of the door, he leaned towards me as if we were having a conversation. “I’m sorry that was so quick Jenny, you didn’t cum, did you ?” he said. “That’s OK – I’ll soon put that right !” I said, parting my legs and slipping two fingers into my slippery cunt. He watched me fucking myself, still pretending to be having a conversation with me.
He watched intently as my glistening wet fingers slide in and out of my excited cunt. The look on his face was incredible, “Oh my God Jenny, you’re just fantastic !” he gasped when I started cumming. With my fingers pushed deep into my throbbing cunt, my whole body shook violently as I trembled through a lovely orgasm. I noticed that his pants were bulging when he eventually walked around the car and climbed into the driving seat. “That was terrific Jenny, you must do that again for me – soon !” he said.
After a short rest to recover from the excitement, we returned to the ‘Autoroute’ near Orange, as we didn’t want to be too late arrived at our final destination at Giens. We passed Aix-en-Provence, taking the easternerly spur towards Nice and Cannes, and then back to the local roads, by-passing the busy port of Toulon. The narrow penisual with its salt marshes to our right and the Mediterranean to our left, led directly to the small village of Giens.
From here, frequently ferryboats traversed the 3-mile crossing to the beautiful island of Porquerolles, one of a group, known as ‘The Golden Isles’.
Our hotel was the only one in the village, our third-floor room having commanding views of the coast and across the straits to the islands.
We were anxious to explore the area around the hotel and see if it would be possible to have Simon’s powerboat moored nearby, so after unloading our luckgage we walked down the step hill to the little Port of Niel below. It looked ideal, and Simon said he would phone his friend Tom to reserve a mooring and organise the transportation of the boat from storage.
Overlooking the moorings there was a small, but chic looking seafood restaurant. We studied the menu outside then climbed the short flight of steps leading to the terrace. To celebrate our arrival weordered oysters and a bottle of chilled white wine. We sat side by side at a small table overlooking the bay. The oysters were delicious and the combination of the warm sun and the excellent wine created a romantic atmosphere as we looked out over the bay.
Simon put his arm around my shoulders, kissed my cheek and whispered in my ear, “Did you enjoy the view of the Rhone valley earlier today my dear ?” he said. I took his hand and pressed it to my leg. “The view was excellent Simon ! So tell me, did you enjoy watching me fuck myself in the car this afternoon ?” I asked. He smiled, and his hand moved quickly under my dress and he discovered to his delight that I was not wearing knickers ! He stroked my hairy bush and played with my pussy until it was quite wet. He then stood up from his chair, grabbed my hand and led me towards the restaurant building. “Come on Jenny – I think we should visit the toilet before we go” he said, grinning.
Theyoung woman at the reception desk must have heard the word ‘toilet’ as she smiled and pointed towards the back of the dining area. I returned her smile saying ‘Merci’ in my best French accent as we walked purposefully in the direction which she had indicated. I pushed open the door to the ladies toilet and pulled Simon inside after me. Fortunately it was deserted. I guided him towards a cubicle at the far end of the room and locked the door. Simon stood with his back to the door and held me in his arms.
He kissed me passwordately as his hand moved under my skirt and his fingers slide between my legs. I ran my hands over his crotch and felt the terrific bulge in his pants.
In seconds I had his pants down around his ankles and his hard cock in my hand. I dropped to my knees and took it in my mouth, sucking it hard as I slid my fingers along his shake. He put his hands gently on my head as I thrust my free hand under my dress and began stroking my slippery cunt.
I was crazy with excitement as I finger fucked-myself and pushed his cock further into my mouth. My fingers were flying furiously in and out of my soaking wet cunt, deep inside me one moment then rubbing my clip the next, it was wonderfully exciting. Suddenly Simon gasped, and his whole body shook as his hot cum filled my mouth. He pulled me up from his dripping cock and pushing me against the wall he kissed me hard. I grabbed his hand and forced it under my dress, spreading my legs as he pushed his fingers into my excited cunt. He furiously fingered me until I was cumming in a tremendous and soaking wet climax, it was so exciting and so lovely !
We were both shaking as we emerged from the cubicle. We splashed cold water almost everywhere, and did the best we could to look composed as we walked swiftly past the desk. We virtually collapsed into our chairs, more than a little red-faced but very happy as we finished the last of the now lukewarm wine.
The evening sun soon dried our clothes so Simon paid the bill and we walked slowly up the hill, back to the hotel. I sat on the terrace which adjoined the bedroom, thinking what an exciting day it had been. Simon spent ages on the phone to his friend Tom, making arrangements for the transportation of the boat from the yard to the port. They arranged to meet at the boatyard the next morning.
–ooOoo– Authors’ NoteI hope that you are enjoying my story – Now how about some comments ? They would be very much appreciated – Thanks in advance. X X X
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