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A busy agenda: ft. Chanel de Sainte-Croix

The last time I was with Chanel was on a luxury suite in Paris. I was commissioned to interview her for the magazine where I work. Needless to say, we spent more time making the beast with two backs than actually interviewing her about her fashion label. We had three incredible days together and despite how awesome I thought my week had gone, my weekend with Chanel still stuck out in my mind. That’s why when she told me that she would be passing through my city, I figured we could spend a time together. She’s staying in the penthouse of one of the most expensive hotels in the city, but she gladly accepted to come to my apartment. Not exactly a five star establishment like her penthouse but enough for what I was planning to do with her. My hands were holding tightly her voluptuous ass. Her arms were clinging to me and her legs were around my waist as I carried her to my couch on the living room and let her ass rest upon it. Her eyes were filled with both lust and determination as she removed her dress, showing me those round D-cup tits of her and a matching purple lace thong and bra that left nothing for the imagination. I had my hands all over her naked body before, so I already knew what was behind those flimsy pieces of fabric. But having it right there was a wonderful feeling. With a sultry smile, she pulled me to the couch, helping me take my shirt off at the same time. When my shirt was discarded, I started kissing her, slowly pulling the bra off her beautiful full titties that bounced when I managed to let them out. Chanel felt so good that it was ridiculous. My right hand reached between her legs and slowly started to remove the purple panties that covered her pussy, so I could finger fuck her. I started by licking around her nipple. Starting from the valley between her breasts and moving out in a circle towards the center. She moaned as my tongue neared her hardening nipple and then groaned as I moved past it. The tattoos around her tits were extremely sexy and added a lot to her amazing looks. My other hand was squeezing her other breast and I’d occasionally play with the nipple, flicking my thumb against it. After getting a great response by her nipples, I was ready to move forward to the prize, her dripping cunt, but not before taking care of her fantastic melons. I was starting to feel the warmth of her crotch, and judging by the way the place was glowing, I could only imagine the smell of her juices, a smell which I already became very familiar with in France. With her pussy exposed now, I was more than happy to move my tongue down her stomach until I was between her legs. But who are we trying to fool? I didn’t want to waste time licking, I wanted the main show now! I pulled off my pants and briefs, then layed on the floor, I wanted to fuck her so much…and she was more than ready for a dick in her cunt. Chanel spread her legs wide and settled into a comfortable position. Her eyes were fixed on my rock-hard manhood, and I guided her hips while I carefully aimed her entrance at the tip of my penis, resting there as it prepared to take the plunge. Her eyes rolled up, as I began to press the head against her slick nether lips. She could not help but to slowly grind herself downwards on me. Giggling and purring softly, the first two inches of my cock sank easily into her soaked folds. She paused here a moment to savor the penetration, giving the big head of my cock a teasing squeeze with her internal muscles. Finally she exhaled slowly, then took a deep breath and continued her slow descent upon me, my rock hard prick sliding smoothly up into her tight silky depths. Chanel took the plunge and descended fast, burying me inside her until my large ball sack pressed firmly against her puckered butthole. “Oooohhh, that’s it!” She murmured, stopping briefly to once again savor my deep penetration. “A perfect fit, every time…Alex!” I was nine inches deep inside her and feeling absolutely wonderful. I couldn’t have answered if I wanted to, but I sure was going to agree with her statement, she does have a perfect fit, and a tight pussy to boot. She was laying on my sofa and I was watching her cum as I kept pistoning into her like a man possessed, even though her cum had already washed out and down her inner thighs, her eyes were still closed and she was lost in her little private world, with that smile still on her face, as I continued thrusting. Even though her orgasms are coming so strong I can feel her whole body trembling in pleasure, she is keeping her composure as a lady. While still fucking her, I massaged her ass cheek with the palm of my hands, before getting a handful, squeezing it, and letting go. I alternated the cheeks as she continued to moan and take her pleasures, it’s only right after all. My nails grazed down the back of her creamy pale white skin, her juicy peach shaped bottom a delight to hold and my fingertips itchy and eager to caress it, teasing my fingers slowly towards her gushing twitching pussy as it drooled. It was now obvious to me that she had built an orgasmic flood, one so tremendous, that her mind must have had no idea the capacity of what was about to explode out. As the intensity and magnitude of her orgasm shook Chanel’s whole body, I placed one of my hands on the side of the couch while the other was on her waist to

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The Mile High Club: ft Chanel de Sainte-Croix

I was commissioned to interview Chanel, the famous French socialite. It was my first job as a reporter. I’ve always worked as a photographer, but this time they wanted me to do an interview, because the reporter in charge got sick. And here I was, camera in hand and a list of questions as we were flying her private jet to Paris. That I’m lucky to have a free trip to Paris? We’ll see. I had met Chanel before, a few times in charity events. She has always been friendly towards me. But she is also well known for being a spoiled woman, who gets away with everything. If I get this interview, I’ll be rich. I mean, this could get me better commissions and I could be interviewing more famous people. This could be my big break. “Have you visited Paris before?”, said Chanel. She was wearing a cream open blouse that barely could contain her big boobs and some tight glossy pants. I could see her long legs and that tattoo on her breast. She looked gorgeous. “Yes, I did”, I said. “Once I was there because a challenge” “Really? What kind of challenge?”, she said. “Oh well, once the Lindens proposed to take a selfie in front of the Eiffel tower…well it’s a long story. How do you feel about this interview?” “Well, I’m not really happy with it, you know, I just want to relax and get drunk, but my publicist said it would be good for my image.” Chanel was considered a rebel in the jet set. She didn’t care about her image and had been caught more than once doing some things that aren’t really appropriate for her status. She had that look of a very experienced woman. I couldn’t believe I was flying with a rich mature woman who wanted to get drunk and relax. “Don’t worry, I’m here to make the interview interesting and fun”, I said, smiling at her. “Thanks…I think”, she said. “You know, why don’t we drink something first?” she said. “Sure, I’ll have a cocktail”, I said, sitting near her. “I meant, let’s have some fun before we start the interview”, she said, with a sly smile. “What do you propose?” I asked with a curious look. “Have you ever played Truth or Dare?” she said. “Yes, I have” “Well, I want you to play it with me…” “Sure!”, I said, and then I thought about it. I’ll have to play Truth or Dare with a rich, famous woman in a plane. That is a dream come true! “We have to play it here? In the plane?” “Yes, why not?”, she said, and then she looked around and found an empty bottle of champagne. I left the camera aside and went near her. “Ok, I’ll spin the bottle and you pick which one of us has to say or do what the other asks. Got it?” “Ok! Let’s do it!” She spun the bottle and it was pointing at me. “Truth”, I said. “Oh…ok…tell me…how many women have you had sex with?” she asked. “Hmmm.. I stopped counting some time ago” “Don’t be coy, you must tell the truth or I’ll punish you”, she said. “I don’t know…maybe a few hundreds.” “Wow…that’s a lot of sex for a reporter!” “Well, in other times I had another type of job that made me be with many women in bed. I was a porn actor and producer” “Really? But you look like a young man! So you’re still into porn? Do you like anal? Rimming? Maledom?” “I am currently retired, but yes, I did a lot of things.”, I said, looking at her big tits. “Do you like boobs?” she asked. “I love them” “Do you like big ones?” “The big ones are my favorites” “Want to see them?” “You don’t need to ask that twice!” “You have to win them on the game” “Well, it’s my turn to spin the bottle…” I said. I spun the bottle and it was pointing at Chanel. “Dare…” she said. “I dare you to show me your breasts” “Wow! You are not a shy boy!” “I know you will enjoy it. Do you accept my dare?” “Sure, just don’t make me feel like a whore. I am not that kind of woman.” She stood up and took off her blouse. Under it her boobs were bare, in fact they were naked, and I could see that she had some tattoos around her nipples with the shape of 2 suns. It was very unconventional but I liked it. “They are big and firm, just like I love them,” I said. “So, what about you, show me your chest” she said, looking at me with a naughty smile. She sat on my lap while I took off my shirt, showing my bare chest. I have always tried to stay in shape, having some muscle and a good six pack. “Do you like my abs?” “You have a nice body for a boy, but it is not enough” “Why?” I asked, curious about her comment. “I’d like to see a nice dick.” “I have one right here, it is yours now…” I put my hand around her boob and she put her hand around my groin. She felt my package and found out that I was getting hard. “It feels nice and big…do you have a condom?” “No” “Oh well, it’s ok. First let’s see if you are big enough to fill me up, and then maybe I’ll let you have me.” I took off my pants and she stood up to watch my member carefully. It was big and hard, ready for her. “I see now why you were a porn actor. Your dick is very interesting.” “Interesting? Interesting how?” I asked, smiling. “It’s huge and very nice. I would like to sit on it” She took off her pants and showed me her bare pussy, nice and tight. She wrapped her legs around

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The swimmer: Ft Sloan Renner

On a balmy summer night, Sloan found herself enjoying a refreshing swim in the luxurious pool of a high-end hotel. The moon’s soft glow reflected on the water’s surface, creating an enchanting atmosphere. Unbeknownst to her, Alex, a charming and slightly cheeky guest, was relaxing by the poolside, captivated by Sloan’s beauty and grace in the water. Alex: (smirking) “Quite the impressive swimmer you are.” Sloan: (laughing) “Well, thank you. You seem to be quite the observer.” Alex: (playfully) “Oh, guilty as charged. What can I say? I can’t resist the allure of an elegant swim.” Sloan felt a spark of chemistry between them, and the initial suspicion she had of Alex seemed to fade away. Instead, she found herself drawn to his charming demeanor and sense of humor. As Sloan climbed out of the pool, her bikini clinging to her with a few drops of water still glistening on her skin, Alex couldn’t help but appreciate the sight. He offered her a sly smile as she walked over to him. Alex: “Would you mind some company?” Sloan: (smirking) “I suppose not, as long as you don’t mind a little competition. Care to race me?” Alex: (laughing) “Oh, I must warn you, I might have a bit of an advantage on dry land.” Their playful banter continued as they decided to take a stroll around the hotel grounds. Alex, ever the charmer, suggested a “private tour” of the most exclusive suite, but it turned out to be just his standard room. Sloan played along, pretending to be impressed. Sloan: (teasingly) “Oh, quite the luxury suite you’ve got here.” Alex: (grinning) “Well, I aim to please. But believe me, the real luxury is the company I’m keeping.” Sloan: (blushing) “You really know how to make a girl feel special.” As they made their way back to the room, Alex offered to use his shower to clean up. Sloan was glad to have the opportunity to freshen up, but when she came out of the shower, she noticed there were not towels for her to dry herself. She asked Alex where she could find a towel and he answered that there were none. Alex: “I’m sorry, the cleaning service took all this morning, but don’t worry. I’ll call now and have some towels delivered to my room.” Sloan: “Ok! But thanks.” Sloan felt a little uncomfortable, she stayed in the bathroom naked and waiting for the towels, but after a few minutes she decided to go out. When she opened the door, she found Alex sitting on the bed without shorts and wearing some tight underwear. He was surprised that she had gone out naked, without even trying to hide her breasts. Alex: “Do you have something against putting a shirt on?” Sloan: (blushing) “Sorry, but I thought a man like you was used to seeing naked women… Are you a virgin? if that’s so, I can go back…” Alex: (smirking) “A man like me? hehe, what do you mean with that?” Sloan: “Oh, come on… we both know why I’m here. You must have seen lots of naked women, but now that I’m here, I don’t feel comfortable being the only one naked.” Alex: (smirking) “Hehe, is that so?” Sloan gets closer to Alex and touches his chest. Sloan: “Look, you know what you want, and I’m happy to give it to you, but you have to be honest. Is this just a one night stand?” Alex: (gazing at Sloan’s cleavage) “Well, first I’m not a virgin, second I don’t mind see you naked, it’s a pleasure, so, yes, you’re right. This is a one night stand.” Sloan: (smiling) “Well, good.” Alex: (smirking) “I guess a girl like you wouldn’t have many problems getting laid, I’m sure you’re used to men making crazy offers and proposals.” Sloan: “Oh, no, no, I’m just looking for a fun time, not a permanent partner.” Alex: (smirking) “Good, because I wouldn’t be interested in that.” Sloan: (laughing) “Yeah, right.” Alex: “But I do like to have fun, and I love the way you swim.” Sloan: “Why, thank you, but you have no idea how many compliments I get.” Alex: (gazing at Sloan’s cleavage) “And I bet you deserve every single one.” Sloan: (smiling) “You really are a sweet talker.” Alex: “Not at all, but I can’t help noticing you’re a very good-looking woman.” Alex and Sloan were staring into each other’s eyes, feeling an instant chemistry between them. Sloan was captivated by the way Alex smiled at her, and his playful attitude had already charmed her. He hugged her from behind, rubbing his crotch on her ass, and his hands caressed her belly and chest. Sloan noticed the huge bulge in Alex’s shorts and wondered what he had between them. Sloan: (teasingly) “Oh, look what we have here.” Alex: (grinning) “Hehe, I know what I have here, but do you?” Sloan: “Well, not yet, but I’d like to have a better look.” Alex: (smirking) “Oh, yes, by all means.” Alex took off his underwear revealing a huge cock, 9 or 10 inches long, with a fat head. Sloan was surprised, she never saw one as big as that, and it was definitely a new experience. Sloan: (gazing at Alex’s cock) “Wow, that’s impressive.” Alex: “Thank you, I hope you like it.” Sloan: (smiling) “Well, yes, but a little nervous, too.” Alex: (smirking) “That’s ok, if you want, I can help you relax. We will go slow and try only the tip…” Sloan: (laughing) “Hehe, I’m not sure if I want to do that.” Alex: (smiling) “Oh, come on, I’ll be gentle.” Sloan: (smiling) “No, I mean, I don’t want only the tip. You have the biggest cock I ever saw, I want it all. I’m not gonna miss this experience.” Alex: (smirking) “Hehe, good choice.” Sloan lays on the bed and spreads her legs inviting Alex to have a taste of her. She notices that his cock is pointing upwards, and has a small

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