Hi everyone! Thanks for all of the nice comments you sent me from reading my first two French stories and emailing me asking for photos. I love showing off my naughtiness. From the last part of my sex vacation let's begin where I left off. You know, me leaving for the tour of France in this white minivan.
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I finished packing and put on my ankle length, pink, sleeveless dress without a bra and a white thong. I threw one large suitcase, my large bag/purse in the van and got in. As I was sitting putting my seat belt on, Maurice looked at with a devious grin and said, "Oh I see you are all prepared for a little fun. You look so hot Kathryn. I can't wait to see you in action." He instantly reached for my protruding nipple and gently rubbed one.
I smiled, put on hand on his shoulder and excitedly exclaimed, "Oh yes Maurice! I can't wait to get started touring the sites of France. You told me it would be an unforgettable trip and I'm really looking forward to seeing your country. I going to love Nice and lying on the beach."
He laughed and kissed my cheek, started the van, and off we went. As we drove, he told me it was a long drive to Nice, so we would be stopping for the night in Lyon. He said it was a nice clean commercial town and the perfect place to try out the van. I was a little puzzled by his comment, but being from the US all I thought about was camping. Boy was I wrong. I replied that it sounded like fun. I guess he liked the answer, because he laughed and told me that I would definitely have lots of fun in the van tonight.
We finally made Lyon after a four plus hour drive. As we drove around the place looking for parking, we went down Du Soleil Street. I noticed a lot of vans parked along both sides of the street. As we slowly drove, I saw some skimpy glad women leaning on their vans. One van was moving up and down, like they were having sex. It should have worried me, but then we drove into the city. He said we should get something to eat before we park for the night.
We found a parking spot, got out and walked around town looking at the sites. Maurice even took a few photos of me. One museum had a toilet and I was happy to find it. We continued our stroll around this nice clean town, making me feel like a tourist taking in all of the sites. Then we walked to the older part of town with cobble stone roads and found a restaurant called Cafe Sole. The food was very tasty and I guess I was hungry. It was already 3 pm and I only had coffee and a few croissants to eat all day.
As I finished my supper, I noticed Maurice talking to the owner for a long time. When he came back, he said, "Well Kathryn I found out the scoop. Where all those vans are parked is where we have to go for the night. But right now Pedro wants to have some fun with you. He loves how you look. So take your time eating and afterwards Pedro is going to take you to a back room to enjoy you. Okay!"
Oh my! I forgot all about that part of the plan. All I could do was to smile and agree. I kept thinking I was just on vacation and ignored that I had to pay for it with my body. After I finished my meal and had another needed glass of wine, I went to find Pedro. He was just coming out of the kitchen and saw me. He wasn't a big man or old and didn't speak very good English, but I did understand the words Tres Bella (meaning very beautiful). Taking my hand he took me back to a dirty storage area. He threw a blanket on the floor and said he was sorry for the place. Then he dragged me down on top of it and began kissing me. He wasn't bad looking but did smell like he needed deodorant.
His hands roamed my body and I was becoming aroused. My dress was unzipped and pulled over my head. I sat on my ass with just my white thong and shoes on. Those didn't stay on long either. I sat up to help him undress, but it wasn't necessary. He had his clothes off very quickly. So I grabbed his cock and looked into his eyes. With him kneeling in front of me, I saw his lusty expression. As I rubbed his manhood, he took both his hands put them on my knees and spread my legs apart. Smiling, he said something about how lovely I looked. Touching my pussy, it was already wet with anticipation. As I stroked his small cock that was now rock hard, he began exhaling with elation. Suddenly he said something in French, pushed me on my back and began pushing his cock into my very wet opening. I guess I wanted it too, because it felt so good going into me. "Oh yes, fuck me Pedro," I screamed.
He pushed my legs up the side of my body and drove his throbbing tool into my wet wanting slit. Slowly at first, but then he went faster and faster. I was moving my hips rapidly with his thrusting, enjoying his cock ramming in and out of me. I loudly moan in ecstasy as he ravished for what seem like a very long time. Soon he began to grunt and I felt his warm semen erupting inside me. When he finished plastering my love canal with bodily fluids, he fell on top of me, making it hard to breathe. Making a guy cum, has always given me pleasure. So being delighted with myself, I wanted him again, but I had to push him off me first. Quickly I gasped for air. As I was catching my breath, his handing work began spilling out of me; he told me that I was a very good vulgaire. I looked it up when I got home and it's French for prostitute.