Note : Read the first 4 stories in this series to enjoy this. This story is Payal's and it is her narrating it.
I looked down from the window of the plane as it made a smooth landing at the Charles de Gaul Airport. I looked back at the man by my side, Luke was smiling broadly, he said Welcome to Paris my darling.
It was a month ago that Luke had invited me for a vacation to France. It was a tempting idea, I had got addicted to his big monster cock and his charming ways. A week with him and tons of unrestrained fucking was very tempting.
I loved Atul with all my heart, but I needed Luke's magnificent monster cock. He made me feel like no one else had before. He played my body like a well tuned violin, he knew how to make me go into an orgasmic trance like never before. I was ready to do anything for him, as long as he continued fucking me into ecstatic oblivion.
I was keen to accept his invitation, but was not sure how Atul would react. He had noticed that I was meeting Luke at least two times a week and would rush off to be in his bed whenever he called me. He had been concerned about my utter devotion to Luke and had asked me about how it was different with Luke from my other lovers, Paul and Chris. I really had no way to tell him that Luke was a God with a monster cock, only he could fuck me in a way that made me feel like I was completely satisfied.