The Confessions of Jenny – First French Holiday – 01
So far, we had made no arrangements for a holiday, and although both our companies were very generous in that respect, adequate arrangements had to be made in advance. As Simon had recently traded his Alfa Romeo saloon for a 2-seater sports model of the same make, we decided on a tourist holiday in France.
I had always found that making hotel reservations in advance was not only tiredome but restrictive, so we thought that we would simply find places to stay as we wandered slowly towards the small port of Giens on the Mediterranean coast. Simon had a small powerboat in storage there, and it could be quickly made ready for us by his friend Tom, the owner of the local boat storage company.
The port of Hull, our department point for the overnight ferry to Zeebrugge in Belgium, is only a couple of hours drive from where we lived in the North-East of England. On board the ferry, after our evening meal and a few drinks, and with the prospect of a very early start in the morning, we retired to our small cabin equipped with two bunks, one above the other. Not exactly an arrangement conduct to romantic love-making, so after a lingering goodnight kiss, Simon gallantly scrambled up the ladder to the top bunk and I slipped under the duvet below.
I played with my nipples and stroked my breasts, which I often do when I am alone in bed, thinking about what might lie ahead during our holiday. The next thing I heard was the morning call over the loudspeaker informing us that the vessel would be docking at 8.30 am !
The weather in Belgium was very warm, so with the car’s hood down, we made good progress along the excellent roads and were soon crossing the border into France. Avoiding the main trunk roads as far as possible, we headed in the general direction of Bourgogne, and at mid-day we stopped at a delightful restaurant fora light meal and a bottle of the local wine. On leaving the restaurant we followed a narrow road alongside a tree-lined canal. Simon parked the car in a small clearing beneath the trees and we sat in silence for a while, enjoying the tranquillity of this deserted spot.
Simon put his arm around my shoulders and gently pulled me towards him. We kissed passwordately and soon his hand was inside my dress, stroking my breasts and playing with my hardening nipples. This is sheer heaven, I thought, as I undid a few buttons to make his task easier. He opened my dress further and cupping my firm breasts in his hands, he began to lick my nipples. His lips closed around them, drawing them into his mouth and teasing them with his tongue. He moved from one to the other until I was nearly bursting with pleasure.
I was soon breathless with excitement and my hand moved to the hem of my dress. I pulled it up above my knees and opened my legs. Still teasing my nipples, Simon glanced down, watching my hand moving up my bare legs towards the crotch of my knickers. I stroked the silky triangle of material, tracing the shape of my pussy though my knickers which were already damp, tanks to his attention to my nipples. Pulling my knickers aside I slide my hand inside to fondle my excited pussy. I was very wet indeed and a shudder of excitement went through me when I felt my slippery juices on my fingers. I circled my fingers around, spreading my juices over my swollen clip.
Simon quickly undid his pants, revealing a huge bulge in his shorts.
He slide his pants and shorts down around his ankles, his cock sprung out of its containment and stood erect in the dappled sunlight. He gripped it in his hand, slowly stroking his foreskin up and down over its bulging knob. I watched it growing larger in his hand as I pushed my fingers deeper into my cunt. I slide my dripping wet fingers gently over my aching clip. I was long to feel his beautiful cock inside me ! I reached out and held it firmly but gently, struggling my hand back and forth along its length. He moaned with pleasure as I leaned over the centre console and licked his knob before taking it in my mouth and revelling in the taste of his delicious juices.
I was now kneeing on the passenger seat. His hand slipped between my legs and into my knickers. Pulling them aside, he pushed two fingers deep into my cunt, quickly thrusting them in and out, driving me absolutely crazy. My god – it was lovely ! He continued to play with me like this for several minutes, and my now soaking wet cunt was aching for his cock when he said, very seriously and slowly, ‘Jenny, I really must fuck you now’. Just hearing him say that nearly started me cumming !
There was nothing in the world that I wanted more than for him to fuck me, but it was clearly not possible in the tight confines of a sports car. Also, I was more than a little scared in case anyone should see us. On previous occasions we had always been very discreet. I glanced nervously up and down the narrow lane to see if we were still alone, and then replied ‘Well why don’t you come around this side and fuck me ?’ He kicked off his pants, which were still around his ankles, and with his cock in his hand, he ran around to my side of the car. I turned and pushed the car door wide open, swinging my legs out of the car and leaning back against the centre console.
He stood for a moment, slowly rubbing his stiff cock, his other hand cupping his balls. I raised my legs and he held my ankles. Spreading my legs apart, he guided his knob into my waiting cunt. I was crazy with excitement. I drew up my knees towards me, and put my legs over his shoulders. I gasped as his cock pushed into the slippery folds of my excited cunt. It was absolutely gorgeous ! He fucked me slowly and gently at first, and then began increasing his pace, thrusting his cock right up inside me, fucking me hard and fast. I was screaming ‘Yes ! Yes ! That’s lovely ! I was almost cumming when I heard footsteps crunching on the dry leaves around the car. A middle-aged man was standing watching us from the other side of the open door. I tensed for a moment, but I was so horny and excited that I screamed to Simon ‘To hell with him ! Come on ! Don’t stop, fuck me now !’ Simon did just that ! I was wild with excitement, his hard cock thrusting into my cunt as I rapidly approached orgasm.
Still watching us, the man moved to the other side of the car and continued to star at Simon’s cock as it pumped in and out of me. Suddenly Simon gasped loudly and started cumming. I squealed with delight as I felt his hot cum spurting into me, and in seconds I was cumming too. My body shook uncontrollably as my throbbing cunt gripped his cock. I pulled him hard into me, and lay enjoying the fantastic pleasure which radiated from my tingling cunt and travelled through my whole body.
I had never experienced such excitement before and I knew that it was largely due to the thrill of being fucked while someone was watching ! We lay panting for a while as we slowly replaced control. The man was still watching us intently. I smiled at him and gave him a cheeky wink. He smiled back broadly, bowed slightly and said ‘Bonjour Madame – Monsieur’ and then walked off down the lane !
We laughed as we pulled ourselves upright and stood at the side of the car. I stepped out of my soaking wet knickers and wiped Simon’s dripping cock with them before throwing them into the luggage space behind the seats. We drove off, smiling to ourselves, and from that moment I knew that I would never again have any problems about fucking when someone was watching. In fact, I was already looking forward to the next time, and hoped it would be soon !
Continuing on our journey, we followed the narrow lane alongside the canal, only to discover that it wasa dead end, stopping abruptly in front of a dilapidated old building. Simon swung the car around and we followed the road back to the restaurant to rejoin the main road. As we slowed at the turn, we saw the man again, sitting on a wall smoking a cigarette. He smiled and waved, shouting ‘Bonne Route !’ as we drove by. Of course we waved back !
Driving along the ‘Route Nationale’ is a real pleasure, although the ‘Autoroute’ is a lot quicker. Driving through the small towns and villages didn’t prevent Simon from putting his hand up my dress from time to time. He seemed to wait until we were in fairly heavy traffic before his hands started to wander. Eventually I looked forward to these short but exciting interludes when my pussy would begin to tingle in anticipation of him saying “Just open your legs a little wider Jenny !” I completely lost count of the times that we drove though crowded streets with his fingers teasing my over-excited cunt. I’m also fairly sure that several French truck drivers who passed us on the right would have something to think about for the rest of their journey !
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The Confessions of Jenny – First French Holiday – 02
Our leisurely luncheon, followed by our canal-side activity, had taken up more time than we had thought. We therefore decided to press on quickly, so at the next ‘échangeur‘ we turned onto the fast ‘autoroute’. We were making good progress when the sky began to darken and we could see heavy rain clouds on the horizon. We stayed on the autoroute, stopping only briefly at a Station de Service to re-fuel and put up the hood before the rain came with a vengeance.
After a few more miles we were glad that we had taken this precaution. It didn’t just rain – It poured ! Visibility ahead was no more than a few yards, so we decided, in the iNotests of safety, to leave the ‘Autorout’e as soon as possible. Progress on the ‘Route National’ was very slow and driving under these conditions was not enjoyable. We looked for somewhere to stay, but villages and small towns in France seem to be deserted during the evening, particularly in weather like this. Window shutters were closed, we saw no hotel signs, just a few small bars and cafés as we sped though the dark evening.
We continued for a couple of hours until we were approaching Metz, where we saw through the trees, a green neon sign bearing the name of one of the French motor groups. I think it was ‘Campanile’.We had difficulty in locating the entrance, as the rain was so heavy, but at last we saw the reception sign and parked as close as possible. We were soaked as we ran through the torrential rain, throwing off our wet coats as we stumbled into the reception area which lead to the restaurant and bar.
The manager spoke no English but we managed to communicate to him that we would like a meal and a room for the night. He said that we were too late for the restaurant, but there was a room available on the upper floor of the two-storied movie block just across the courtyard. Simon signed-in and was handed the room key. We ran through the rain to the car, collected our overnight bags and hurried across the courtyard to the movie block.
It was a long modern building consisting of twp rows of rooms back to back. We went up the open steel staircase, which led to a covered balcony, which ran completely around the upper floor. The balcony was carpeted with the waterproof carpet sometimes used in sports centres, so we did not disturb our sleeping neighbors as we lugged our bags almost the full length of the building to our allocated room.
The room was very well appointed, with subtle lighting, a giant double bed and a superbly equipped bathroom. Although it was still raining hard, with flashes of summer lightning strreaking across the sky, it was extremely hot. I opened all the windows, which looked out over the balcony and stood for a while, watching the lightning as it briefly illuminated the surrounding wooded area.
I grabbed my toilet bag and some sexy lingerie and headed directly into the bathroom. I showed, brushed my hair and put on my new Lise Channel suspender belt, French knickers and light tan stockings. After a quick check in the mirror and a general shot of perfume, I put on my robe and returned to the bedroom. Simon immediately made his way towards the bathroom, gently patting my bottom and kissing me as we passed. It was still hot in the room so I slipped out of my robe and lay on the bed, waiting patiently for Simon to shower and shake.
I stroked my breasts and played gently with my nipples until they were standing hard and erect. I love to do this during idle moments and it soon made me very randy. My pussy wastingling with excitement and I needed some immediate stimulation, soreaching into my luggage, I found the two vibrators which I had packed ‘just-in-case’. I chose the smaller mini vibrator which was powerful but quiet in operation. The other one was a life-sized flesh-coloured dildo, heavily veined and it even had very realistic balls. That one I kept for use on days when I was alone and feeling desperate !
I moistened its tip in my mouth, switched it on and slipped it inside my knickers. Its softly vibrating tip soon found its way though my already moist pussy hairs and I began to rub it gently around my clip. The sensing was really wonderful and I was sure that I would be using my new toy many times more in the future. Simon was taking ages in the bathroom and I was getting desperate so I experimented further, pushing my fingers inside my pussy whilst the vibrator teased my now extremely enlarged clip.
Eventually Simon emerged from the bathroom, the scent of his favourite after-shave filling the room. He was obviously aroused when he saw me playing with myself. He joined me on the bed and stroked my breasts and then watched me intently as my fingers pushed deeper and deeper inside me. “I love to watch you playing with yourself like that Jenny” he said, obviously becoming more and more excited.
I could see his lovely cock becoming more and more erect as he watched. Switching off the vibrator, I lay back and opened my legs, giving myself one more quick fingering before reaching out for his cock.I took it in my wet hand, stroking it gently and spreading my juices over its full length. I was so randy now that I couldn’t resist pulling my knickers aside and thrusting my fingers back into my now very wet cunt.
This frantic finger-fucking, combined with the feel of Simon’s huge cock in my hand, made me so excited that I knew I would cum instantly if I continued. I withdraw my dripping fingers and slid them gently into Simon’s mouth. He closed his eyes as he savoured my juices. “Absolutely delicious !” he said, smiling. I leaned over and kissed him, sharing the taste. He slide his hand into my knickers and gently pushed his fingers into me, working them deep inside me and then withdrawing them to stroke my aching clip. “That is really gorgeous darling” I whispered “Please don’t stop !” I gasped. He just smiled and Continued, even more enthusiastically !
Pushing him gently onto his back, I crouched onto his knees and put both of my hands around his enormous slippery cock, sliding them up and down along its length until his juices trickled down over my fingers. Lying down between his outstretched legs, I took his cock into my mouth, sucking it gently as I stroked his erect nipples. He held my hands and pulled me up, my legs straddled across his body.
He slide his fingers into my cunt, pushing them deep inside me, circled them around until I was ready to exploreode. I guided his hands to my wait and eased myself up over his beautifully hard cock. He pulled my knickers aside and guided it carefully into my cunt. I lowered myself down on him, forcing his cock even further into me. The sensing of his cock pushed right up inside me was indescribably loved. He thrust his body upwards to push his cock even deeper into me. I held tightly to his hands as I moved myself up and down on his cock. Suddenly, when I could feel the swollen end of his cock between my cunt lips, he pulled me down hard onto him and pushed it back even deeper into me. “Now Jenny ! Now !” he shouted, “I’m cumming ! Fuck me Jenny !” he yelled.
It was perfect. I couldn’t have held-on a moment longer. He pushed me onto my back and I wrapped my legs around him, relishing the feeling of his cock deep inside me. My body seemed to explode as he pounded his cock into me, fucking me furiously. His hot cum shot deeper into me than I had ever experienced before. It was absolutely delicious ! “My god, that’s beautiful !” I yelled, as I started cumming, my cunt gripping his throbbing cock as our juices spilled out of me, trickling down my thighs. It was simply glorious !
At that moment there was a great crash of thunder and a bolt of lightning illuminated the room. I think it scared us both as we lay in each other’s arms, but then I thought what a fitting finale it was to a beautiful experience !
We must have fallen wait almost immediately. I woke at about 8.00 am to see a clear blue sky and the warm sun streaming though the open windows. Simon was still sound sleep, so I let him rest, although I was longing to feel his lovely cock inside me again.
I lay there looking at him and inevitably my fingers were soon inside my knickers, stroking my hairy bush and teasing my hardening clip. Simon slept on as I played with myself, gently at first, not wanting to waken him. Eventually I just had to satisfy my yearning tocum, so with my fingers deep inside me I fucked myself furiously until I was cumming like mad, struggle to avoid screaming out loud with the intensity pleasure it gave me.
When Simon did wake up, we kissed passwordately and then seeing the time, we quickly showed, dressed and hurried down for breakfast, throwing our bags into the car on the way. The parking area was almost empty, most of the guests having left early – sleeping late is not customary in France ! The small breakfast room was almost empty too, the last guests were leaving as we sat down. We were ravenous, not having eat the night before.
After the meal, we walked over to the desk and Simon paid the bill.
The manager slightly produced a small pack of fresh fruit for the journey, put the copy of the bill and what looked like a brochure, into an envelope and handed them to Simon.We thanked him, shook his hand and walked outside to the car. It seemed like it would be a very hot day so weput the hood down and climbed into the car.
I curiously opened the envelope to look at the bill. It was not a brochure which the manager had enclosed, but four very high quality photographs of Simon and myself, obviously took the night before by someone at the open window ! The flashes of thunder having concealed the flash of the camera !
The first one was of me, alone except for my vibrator, playing with myself as I waited for Simon. The second photo was a close-up of me with my fingers pushed deep into my cunt. The third showed me enthusiastically sucking Simon’s cock, and the last, the best in my opinion, was another close-up showing every detail of Simon’s cock sliding into my dripping cunt as I sat over him ! “My god !” I yelled, instantly Feeling as randy as hell. “What beautiful souvenirs of our first night in France!” I said, laughing. Simon stopped the car and took the photos from me, smiling as he examined them.As we drove out of the courtyard to leave, we saw the manager standing smiling in the doorway. He gave us a little wave as we left !
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