Nice, Cote D'Azur, South of France, October 7, 1978
Doug Anderson had moved to Europe in the summer of 1978 for work. His head office was in Geneva, but most of his time was spent in the south of France. He kept an apartment in Nice, 5
th
largest city in France, gateway to Italy and a hotbed of crime and corruption.
The Cote D'Azur was the playground of the rich and famous. Rock stars, Hollywood legends and faded European royalty all lived there. From Cannes to Monaco, there was always a party going on; and always a seamy undercurrent of criminality persisted. Smugglers, drug dealers, con men and prostitutes were everywhere.
Nice was its capital and for Doug, a transplanted Canadian from Montreal, it was a great place to be.
Doug was 6'3" tall blue eyed and blonde, with a trim body honed by years of competitive swimming. At the age of 27, he still swam to stay in shape and had a very impressive physique with broad shoulders, slim waist, and very strong legs. He was also the proud owner of a very large, fat 10-inch cock that the super tight jeans of the day did little to hide.
Doug had continued meeting with Irina the ballet dancer at La Floride Beach Club every Monday, even as the weather turned colder. They would lounge around the beach for a while then up to Irina's for a robust fuck session, usually in front of the mirror in the dance studio. Irina also taught Doug ballroom dancing, a talent she claimed no young man should be without. Dance lessons were in the nude of course!
Thursday dinner with DeeDee and Sarah at the Felix was also a regular date on Doug's calendar. The three of them had become very good friends, a small English-speaking gang roaming the Riviera. Some nights after dinner they'd go to the Casino at The Palais Mediterranean to lose a few bucks and check out the action. It was a great place for people watching; old heiresses dripping with jewellery, the local pimps in their sharkskin suits and tourists dazzled by the Belle Epoque architecture.
Sundays they'd go for a drive, Sarah driving the big Benz to Monte Carlo or west towards Cannes. She drove like a maniac, throwing the car into the twists and turns of the countryside.
This Saturday morning Doug was shaving, fully lathered, ready to go with his old-school double-edged safety razor when the phone rang.
"Monsieur Dooglas, you have a visitor."
"Thank You, Madame, please send her up."
Sarah was early so Doug opened the front door and went back to shave. A minute later he heard a light knock at the door and a faint "Hello".
"Who the hell is that?" Doug thought as he wrapped a towel around his waist and went to see.
Amazingly, it was DeeDee! She was looking good in a high heels, skin tight capri pants and a form fitting crop top.
"DeeDee, what are you doing here?"
"I'm here for my yoga class. Sarah couldn't make it so I'm here instead."
"Well, that's a nice surprise, you'd better come in. I'm in the middle of shaving so go on through to the terrace, I'll be there in a sec."
Doug went back to the bathroom and was surprised when DeeDee followed him and sat on the toilet next to the sink.
"I used to love and sit and watch my dad shave. Do you mind?"
"No, not at all, I won't be long."
Doug continued shaving, standing in front of the mirror with the towel wrapped around his waist. Suddenly, he felt something on his leg. Looking down, he saw DeeDee snaking her hand under the towel reaching for the bulge of his cock.
"DeeDee stop that. I'm shaving!"
"Oops, sorry, I didn't mean to distract you Dooglas."
He continued shaving, trying to concentrate knowing there was a cock hungry young beauty sitting nearby. Sure enough, a minute later he felt her hand making its way up under the towel. He slapped her hand away. "Get out! Are you trying to draw blood?"
DeeDee sulked out of the bathroom with a little pout and a wiggle of her ass. She really did look good skittering away in her high heels, her butt squeezed into those skin-tight capris.
When he had finished shaving, Doug went up the hall, through the living room to the terrace. No sign of DeeDee. He went through the other set of French doors into the bedroom. She was in bed, her clothes a pile on the floor.
"I hope you don't mind, but I wanted to keep the bed warm" she said coyly.
She lay there, the bedsheet tucked under her chin, hands between her legs apparently playing with herself.
"I'm just warming things up a bit Dooglas."
Doug stood by the side of the bed looking down at this beautiful blonde. His dick started to grow and push out the front of his bathrobe. DeDee saw this and reached her hand under the robe and started tugging on his cock.
"Oh, fuck that's a big one. I've been dreaming about your cock since we met that first night."
Doug slowly peeled the sheet off to reveal her naked body. She covered her breasts as he stood over her.
"I've got small boobies Dooglas. They're not big like Sarah's."
He pushed her hands away, admiring them. They were Marie Antoinette breasts, enough to fill a champagne saucer. She was slim in the waist with wide hips and a neatly trimmed bush. She was also a true blonde, or more specifically, and true reddish blonde.
"DeeDee, your breasts are beautiful."
He reached down to caress her breasts. They were on the small side, but as he squeezed her nipple she squirmed noticeably. He squeezed her other nipple and her hips writhed sensually.
"I have very sensitive nipples. My pussy gets so wet when I play with them."
Doug moved his other hand down and massaged her outer labia, cupping the fullness of her pussy. He ran his middle finger the length of her pussy a few times, moistening his finger. Her hips were pushing back on him, wanting more.
He inserted his middle finger into her moistness and fucked her slowly. She was very wet, so he inserted a second finger. DeDee was grinding back on his hand wanting more.
"Fuck me. Make me come."
Doug curled his fingers up scraping the top of her vaginal wall, finding her spot. She writhed in ecstasy reaching down to frig her clit furiously.
"Oh, fuck I'm gonna come. Oh, shit here it comes..."
Doug pinched her nipples hard. DeeDee's hips thrust upwards, her pussy clamped on his fingers and a small spurt of come squirted out onto her belly.
"Oh, shit I'm sorry, I do that sometimes. I can't help it."
"That's ok DeeDee, it's perfectly natural. I've seen it before."
"Some men think it's disgusting."