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Gay Paree


Hi, I'm Jackie, named after the fabulous Jackie O, together with my roommate Millie, we booked a two-week European tour through the Lesbian Lambda Agency. We enjoyed London, Rome, Berlin, and laughed at the prostitutes posing half naked in their storefront windows in Amsterdam. Of course, each night Millie and I were dog- tired, yet we collapsed into each other's arms for a quickie sixty-nine licking.. The last two days were to be spent in Paris. I had been there several years ago, saw the Awful Tower, as we nick-named it, the Louvres, Notre Dame Cathedral, and so forth. I honestly looked forward to relaxing times on the Champs Elyseees, shopping, dining, and nights equaled only by Rio in Brazil. The Doughboys of the First World War were in song, "How you going to keep them down on the farm after they saw Paree". I soon found out why we were booked into this particular hotel, and just how "Gay" Paris really is The next morning, our tour guide took us to the mansion next door. For breakfast we were served by the most beautiful naked women I had ever seen. They were white breasted ones, Orientals with teasing shaved pussies, and blacks with cute fat asses. I was hot and hungry, not from the weather and food, but for my Amozon server. The menu was authentic for a Lesbian house of prostitution. Yes it was a brothel for women. I had 'fried twats', 'toasted tongue', all smothered with something called, 'PUBIC grASS', and maiden's milk fresh from the tap. Afterwards we were offered complete run of the house for a hundred dollars an hour. Millie loaned me two hundred, She picked out this fabulous big busted red-head, and said "toodle-dee" to me. Not me, I didn't want to waste my sex money fucking with another girl. Hell, I'd have Millie later tonight. No, I headed for the S&D Room. There the spiked-heeled black woman striped me to my birthday suit. Handcuffed me to ringlets above, then lashed my ankles to the floor. She moistened her fingers with her cunt, pulled them out. "Lick these, Slave." I was so damn hot by now, I wanted to eat her fingers and her cunt, too. "You did not lick them clean, now you are going to pay." With that, she pulled a cat-o-nine-tail whip that was like a fishing pole. With the first lash, my butt burned. But the second on, only made me want more, I wanted to take that black bitch and eat every inch of her. WHAM! "Please, please don't hit me no more, let me make love to you." WHAM! "Slaves do not eat the Mistress, do you hear?" WHAM! By the time Mistress untied me, my ass cheeks were like beets. I was sent to the massage parlor. There three small Chinese virgins, (their words, no mine), laid me on a soft satin gurney. While on my back, they kneaded a emulsifier into my raw body. One said it was Creme de'la Cum. One worked my feet, and me the ticklish one, wiggled to her touch, then she took my big toe into her mouth. I understand now why girls love foot fetishes, I'm going to rape Peggy's big feet tonight. This caused the middle girl to bob her mouth up and down on my cunt, how I wished she'd just suck me instead. I moaned in ecstasy. The third was massaging my face, when from nowhere, her pussy clamped down on my mouth. I nearly suffocated enjoying her wet labs and exposed clit. Then I was placed in a very low small bathtub. They rubbed a chocolate paste on me, they said fresh shit was good for my complexion. Fresh shit or not, I screamed to have it removed. "No problem" they said. rought in the bakery delivery boy to finish my golden shower. When I rebelled, they said: "In France we use unisex bathrooms, and PEE-AIRE has to take a pee." His cock was more a fire hydrant blasting full force. His hot yellow stream drowned my face, scortched my tits, then his pressure forced open my pussy's lips and flooded my vagina. Long live Pierre. Next I was shackled spread-eagle to a mechanical table. Then they cranked the table so it went into four directions. I thought my arms and legs would come out of their sockets. Then my three Chinese whore torturers worked me over. Each swung a large fan. One grazed my face ever so lightly. I sneezed as it tickled. Arched as best I could as the my breasts were teased beyond playing. But the last bitch taunted my pussy, my labs ached to suck in the fan, yet the feather tip only incensed my desires all the more. Fifteen minutes later, i was released, "forced" to eat their slant-eyed cunts. My two hours were up. I promised to come back tomorrow. In the meantime, Millie happily suffered my sex starved fucking and sucking. ------------------------------------------------------------------------

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