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She was faithful to the letter of the law, but man did she have fun. (MF, exh, voy, mast, orgy, rom, spank) *** Honestly Honey I don't see what you're so jealous about. Mmm... You know I love this wonderful hard dick of yours and I would never fuck another guy. In fact I would never violate any of your rules. It was just a little harmless fun. (Laughing a little) I'm sorry to giggle like this. But it's just so funny to see you glaring at me, all mad and all, while this cock of yours is so rock hard. Well, anyway, you wanted to hear about the next night and I'm going to tell you. I'm always honest with you so you know you can trust me. So okay, all day long the next day, I must admit Kara and I both had trouble concentrating on our business appointments. I kept thinking about Pierre's amazingly big dick and how queenly he made me feel when he was looking with such longing at my tits, bared and thrust out for him. The two of us kept talking about it and Kara said, even she was turned on by the sight of my boobs and how hot it was watching Pierre play with that enormous penis of his and shoot all that jism. We could hardly wait for the night time. When we got through with our appointments, about seven o'clock, we hurried up to our hotel room and got all dolled up in our sexiest outfits. Both of us wore short skirts and button blouses with no bras. We thought about calling you guys long-distance -- man we missed you so much, and if you had been there to fuck us, you'd have put our fires out in no time. But of course you and George were back in the states and here we were in Paris without our husbands. On our way down to the bar, we reminded ourselves of the rules: No fucking anyone but you guys -- our loving hubbies. No kissing other guys and no allowing other men to touch our pussies or our tits. We got down to the bar and we were a little disappointed not to see Pierre. But about 45 minutes later, there he was, that sexy French devil with his lean body and that big obvious bulge in the front of his pants. He was with another guy, who was also very, very handsome. The two of them came over to our table and Pierre, in French, asked Kara if it was okay for them to sit down. I thought that was so sweet --to ask so humbly. Kara had to translate everything just like she did the night before because I don't speak French and neither of the guys spoke English. But we learned Pierre's friend's name was Jacques. The two of them were waiters in a nearby restaurant. It was pretty obvious that Kara and Jacques had a "vibe" going. Just as Pierre was all gaga over me, Jacques was clearly taken with Kara. It didn't take long for the conversation to come around to sex. Pierre had told Jacques about what happened the night before and both men were super excited. Finally, Pierre asked, politely -- almost shyly -- if the two of them could come up to our room with us. There was a sort of long conversation between Kara and the guys. When it was over Kara told me what had transpired. "I told them it would be all right," she said. "But that under NO circumstances are they to misbehave -- they can look but they can't touch." And then she giggled and blushed. "What?" I asked. "What are you holding back?" She laughed again and said, "Well I told them they have to agree that if either of them loses control and touches us, we get to punish them and they have to take it." This intrigued me. "What kind of punishment?" I asked her. "Well," Kara said, "the rules say they're not allowed to touch us. But there's nothing in the rules that says we can't touch them. So I told them that if either of them misbehaves, one of us will take him over our lap and give him a bare-assed hand-spanking." We both laughed really hard at that idea, Honey. I mean to picture either of those "all-male" men over our lap getting spanked just like a little boy....Well the idea was so cute and funny I had to laugh. But I must admit the idea kind of turned me on too. Pierre in his smooth French, told Kara that indeed, Jacques was really taken by her and asked if she would show him her tits and give her the same kind of show I had given Pierre the night before. Kara asked me, "What shall I do?" But I knew damn well what she wanted me to say. And I obliged her. "Well just like you told me last night, it's not against the rules if we just show off our breasts for them. I mean it's such a small thing for us and it means so much to those hot-looking, red-blooded Frenchmen. Blushing, she told him, okay but that he had to remember the rules, just as Pierre had the night before. So we got up to the room, the four of us, and the guys sat down in the two chairs that faced the bed. They were so excited! Both Kara and I could see by the imprint in the front of Jacques' pants that he was at least as big as Pierre in the cock department. I must admit, Honey, I felt a little shiver at the idea of seeing both those enormous dicks at the same time. You don't begrudge me that do you? I mean you were so far away and these hunks were right here, so turned on to us! Aw, now please don't be that way Baby? It was just so hard to resist. Kara and I hurried into the bathroom to change. We stripped down to our panties (no bras of course) and both of us put on button blouses. "I am so turned on!" Kara admitted to me as we checked ourselves out in the mirror. "It's been so long since a man has looked at me with such desire. My pussy is soaking wet!" I confessed to her that the crotch of my panties was pretty soaked as well. So we opened the door and went back out into the bedroom and, to our surprise, those French rascals had taken their jeans off and were sitting there in their jockey shorts! Believe me, if there had been any doubt about the size of Jacques' prick, that doubt was totally gone as we looked at the massive rise in the front of his undies. "Oh my word!" Kara exclaimed and she put her hand over her mouth in a combination of full-out excitement and surprise. "You guys don't waste any time do you?" she giggled. And Honey, I will admit that the sight of Pierre's cock stretching the fabric of those shorts was making me tingle. Kara and the boys spoke in French, for a minute or so and then Kara told me. "They're asking if we could kneel together on the bed facing them and show them our tits." Of course that's just what I had figured they'd say and, frankly Darling, I was really up for the idea. And the guys were "up" too, believe me. Kara and I could see that not only were their dicks hard and clearly outlined against their briefs, there was also a nice big gush of precum seeping onto the crotch material. The wetness showed those cocks even clearer. It was like we were watching our own personal wet willy contest. I must admit Dear, I'd have hated to judge THAT contest. Both of them were enormous! How could a gal decide which of them was bigger? So Kara and I climbed up and knelt at the foot of bed facing the guys. They were sitting less than four feet away so you know they were getting a great view. We slowly undid the buttons of our blouses and before long our tits were proudly on display. You should see Kara's breasts, by the way. You'd love them! Our nipples were hard as rubies and our tits stood up like we were a couple of nubile 17-year-olds. But of course it wasn't youth, it was the powerful arousal we were feeling that was getting us like that. And man, the guys were going wild! They applauded and whistled and (best of all) they started rubbing their dicks through their shorts. Kara exchanged some words with Jacques and she shook her head "No." "What?" I asked. "What was that all about?" "He asked me if it was all right if they slipped out of their jockey shorts, and I told them 'not yet.'" I found myself a little frustrated. I was more than ready to get a good look at those massive bare cocks. "Why on earth did you tell them that?" I asked. "I just love the power," she admitted. "We are in complete control. And I love making them wait -- just because we say so." And all of a sudden I knew exactly what she meant. We would get a good close look at those magnificent cocks soon. In the meantime, I loved that we were driving them crazy and holding all the cards. Finally, after we'd made them suffer long enough, I said to Kara, "Okay let's get a look at those humongous things!" And Kara laughed. "Okay, but we will make them hold off and not touch themselves until we say it's okay." We laughed and she spoke to them in a commanding voice. Man you should have seen how fast those jockeys came off. I mean they were out of those underpants in seconds and there we were looking at two of the biggest penises anywhere. We just gasped in awe! Just like Pierre, Jacques' dick was enormous, and just as hard. But unlike Pierre, Jacques' was uncircumcised. Even rock-hard, the tip of it was barely peeking out over a circle of foreskin. They sat with their legs spread wide apart. Their wonderful big balls hung proudly down and their cocks were reaching for the ceiling! And both those big hard rods had a glistening drop of precum at the tip. I could barely get my breath looking at those two gigantic things. They started speaking to Kara excitedly. And Kara kept laughing and shaking her head "no" as we continued displaying out tits. I don't understand French but I know begging when I hear it. Finally Kara turned to me. "Should we let them jack those cocks for us?" And to tell you the truth Honey, I wasn't sure how long I could hold out. I mean face it, I was incredibly eager to watch them work those pricks. I laughed and said, "Okay." And when Kara gave them the word, those hands flew to their cocks. Jacques was jacking so hard and fast that every now and then, little squirts of precum would fly out of his dickhead. He was sitting so close that a couple times some of that cock juice actually landed on Kara's leg. We kept it up for a while -- Kara and I getting more and more turned on watching them and the two of them getting more and more turned on watching us. By the way, Honey, their styles were different. Pierre had that wonderful French flourish. There was a certain grace to the way he stroked himself, slow and rhythmic -- the way a ballet dancer might stroke his cock. But Jacques was all MAN! Big and burly. He worked his dick hard and fast -- no finesse at all, like he was a construction worker wielding a jackhammer. I loved the contrast and both Kara and I moved our eyes from one of them to the other. We loved the show. Finally Pierre and Jacques said something and Kara translated. "They want to see our bare asses," she laughed. And of course I laughed too. But it was such a hot idea. She talked a little more to them as they kept jacking their cocks. Finally we told them okay. Kara and I turned our backs to them and, still kneeling on the bed, slid our panties down and off, uncovering our beautiful bottoms. I hope that's all right, Honey. We looked teasingly over our shoulders to watch their reaction and man the guys got even hotter and more excited. We teased them like crazy, thrusting our bare tails out, shaking them and then straightening up again. We ran our hands over our buns and rotated out hips. And then it happened! Maybe we should have guessed it would. We were tantalizing them so mercilessly. Poor Jacques just lost control. He reached out and felt Kara's ass. He even slid his fingers down and stroked her pussy. Instantly we stopped posing and Kara got up. She stared scolding him in French and he hung his head like a naughty boy being chastised by his teacher. They spoke for quite a while. Pierre and I just sat there listening. Finally Kara made Jacques stand up. She sat in the chair where he had been sitting and patted her bare thighs as if to say, "Okay you bad boy, you know the bargain." And incredibly, he actually lay down over her lap. She made him lie with his huge dick between her legs and squeezed it with her thighs to hold him in place. Pierre and I watched, both of us laughing a little to see the control she had over him. Then she spoke to him in French and he actually thrust his ass up for her -- cooperating. And by the way Honey, I must admit he had a wonderful ass. It was strong and tight and masculine. It was so erotic to see that powerful macho dude being handled and dominated by a woman. I just sat there at the foot of the bed, my feet on the floor, watching. And then she landed the first slap. It was hard too, her bare hand smacking him right on the middle of his up-thrust behind. Man it was so hot watching that. She landed a few more and she and Pierre and I were all three laughing. Jacques wasn't laughing. I could see that he was already regretting his lack of control. But he was taking it like a man. I'll say that for him. Kara had her left arm over the small of his back holding him still with her hand as her right hand spanked those delightful buns. I don't know exactly what got into me Darling, but the sight of it was getting me so excited that I... well, I guess I got a little carried away. I patted the space beside me and gestured Pierre over to sit with me. We sat there together, naked, and watched the spanking. Jacques' sexy ass was really starting to get red. Every once in a while, he would wiggle a little, as though trying to "get away" from the heavy smacks Kara was putting on him. When he did, Kara would reach down and grab his balls and make him arch his back and thrust his fanny back up. Then she would continue the spanking. "Hey," I protested, laughing. "You can't do that can you?" Kara laughed to and told me: "Hey the rules say they can't touch us, but there's nothing in the rule book that says WE can't touch them. And as if that were some kind of cue, all of a sudden...forgive me Honey but I just couldn't stop myself...all of a sudden I had Pierre's huge rock-hard dick in my hand! I know it sounds awful Honey but I was just so-oo hot! I didn't think you'd mind since I wasn’t actually breaking the rules. Oh now please don't frown like that. It's not like I fucked him or let him touch me. I just started working that prick like crazy as we watched that fun spanking. And it didn't take Kara long to notice what was going on. "Wow!" she said, "look at you go girl. You're jacking him like there's no tomorrow. Look at that grip you've got him in." And I laughed right back at her. "Looks like YOU'VE got a pretty good grip on Jacque's penis. You're thighs are locking him in place like a vise." I made Pierre lie down on his back and spread his legs, giving Kara a great view of his big dick and proud balls. Those balls kept bouncing up and down as I stroked his cock. She was loving the show. "Wow!" Kara squealed. "Jack that big cock!" And I said, "Spank that fine ass!" And then we really got the giggles. I must admit, Honey, we were kind of out of our minds. You know how crazy kids get when they're up past their bedtimes? Well that's kind of how it was with us. Over and over we kept repeating it: I kept saying: "Spank that fine ass!" Laughter) And Kara kept saying: "Jack that huge dick!" More laughter. And the more encouragement we gave each other, the more enthusiasm we gave to our tasks. She spanked Jacques harder and harder and I jerked Pierre's cock faster and faster. And both our eyes got wider and wider with the wild thrill of what we were doing. I teased Pierre as I jacked him. I knew he couldn't understand me, I knew Kara did so it was fun. I told him. "I should spank YOUR ass too, just on general principles. I know you WANTED to touch my ass too." Well Honey, finally both Kara's and my hands and arms got tired. Her hand was stinging from walloping Jacques' ass and my arm was aching from jacking Pierre. So we ended the night by Kara and I sitting on the two chairs and making the guys lie nude at the foot of the bed with those enormous dicks on display for us. We made them jerk off -- each with his unique style (Pierre graceful and refined as a ballet dancer; Jacques hard fast and rough like a cowboy. Both of them shot for us, their cum shooting into the air. Kara and I laughed and clapped and enjoyed ourselves. Well Honey that's it. That's everything... Hmmm. I know you're telling me you're angry. But this wonderful dick of yours is telling a different story. Let's just slide it on in and I'll make you forget the whole thing.... Or make you remember if you'd rather. Ha ha. Ahhhh. Yes. That's great. To be continued? * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 75