BJs & Bruises! Thrills & French kisses [MF]

So I’m sat here at an airport on a 4 hour layover and extremely sleep deprived. I’m meant to be working on a book I’ve been trying to write for 2 years but my dick won’t stop twitching! So what am I gonna do? Same thing I always do – give in to every distraction and share a recent sexy-times story with you lot!

I matched with this absolute gorgeous Frenchie a while ago. 167cm, gorgeous blonde hair, full lips and the cutest nose I’ve seen on a human. I’m obviously thinking this was gonna be another of those “like collectors”, but boy was I mistaken! This girl, we’ll call her Camille, was eating out of my palms within moments. To the extent that I didn’t even have to ask her out – she did it for me! As luck would have it, I was scheduled to travel that weekend, but we agreed to grab drinks the very day I returned. Over the weekend, drunk texts were exchanged, the topic of nudes was floated (not by me – call me old fashioned but I’m not a big fan of seeing the package before unwrapping it). But Camille tells me she’s just gotten her nipple pierced! Ok you had me, you she-demon! Show me what you got – but this girl knows how to tease! She sends me a couple of ridiculously hot pictures, taking care to hide all the important parts. If I wasn’t already interested, I couldn’t wait to be inside this gorgeous creature and told her so! Her reply – “I’m trying to decide if i want your down my throat first or up my ass”! That’s it – I had to end that conversation there – couldn’t be seen sporting a boner at a dinner table with potential clients! She suggests a bar close to her place…”you know…just in case” and we have a date! The next day, I receive a text – “I had a shattering orgasm after our little chat last night…”

Fast forward date-day! I’ve had a harrowing day at work, made no less easy by Camille’s texts about how she’s getting her nails done and dolling up for me! On my way to the date, i drop a mini-Scotch into my half-finished coffee to “take some edge off”, when I know fully well that alcohol just make me more and more edgy! As I’m walking to the bar, Camille texts me – apparently she’s sent me the wrong address! I tell her to keep it together – the sexual tension’s making her brain fuzzy! She laughs – another great sign!

As I get to the bar I see her standing outside in the bruising cold with a cigarette dangling from her gorgeous red lips! I recollect telling her to wear a black dress in one of my drunken texts and I see that she’s granted me this request by sporting a charming black dress under her beige winter coat! It is all I can do to resist from grabbing her and kissing her right there! Instead i do the double-kiss a la Français and make a joke about the effort she’s put in in dressing so well when it will take me all of 5 mins to have them on the floor! Even in the dim lighting, I can see her visibly blush.

The date itself goes really well! For the first time in a while, I am hanging out with a girl that I find myself admiring with each passing moment – she’s funny, ambitious, has made a few big life decisions, dealt with pain & loss, moved around a bit, and amazingly, her French accent is very mild (for which I evidently have no taste). Mid-way through our 2nd drink i lean in and kiss her. It isn’t a usual first kiss. I’m convinced we went on like that for a good 5 minutes (we didn’t) and when our mouths finally parted, I could see she was breathless and flustered! From there on, it didn’t take us long to clear the tab and get the heck out of there. As we are paying, she turns around and hides her face in my neck and whispers in my ear “that dude behind me works with me. He shouldn’t see us”. I laugh and usher her outside with some tact but this incident fills me with thrill and if possible, more desire! I have realized I have become very territorial about this – not in a possessive way. But it turns me on a LOT to leave visible marks of sex on someone and know that other people will invariably notice and ask about it. In this case, this newly developed habit of mine would come back to bite me in the ass.

Short cab ride later, she’s fumbling for her keys as I kiss her exposed neck from behind! She visibly trembles and hisses but finally manages to get the door unlocked. Once we are in, I make her wait – making a big show of taking my shoes off! She smacks me impatiently on the head and that’s my cue to grab her and start making out like I’m trying to find a secret entrance to Narnia. I have been with French women before but this is the first time I truly understand the meaning of a French-kiss! In my peripheral vision, I take in this gorgeous apartment she’s got – a living area and another room with a loft bed and what not. she later tells me she got this apartment with her ex, and for which he still pays half the rent (smart gal)! We step into the living room and I’m now pressing her against the wall as I move my attention downwards. I start nibbling her neck and slowly reach under her lovely dress to ease her tights off (it’s feckin cold, guys)! As I lift her out of them and drop her to the couch, she stops me “not here”, she says, and leads me to the tiny stairs that lead to her bed.

As I scale the summit, having bumped into a million places, i see she’s already got half her buttons off. It takes me a sum total of 7 seconds to rip the rest of her dress off her! I pause for a moment and inspect the package – she’s got this beautiful pair of purple bra and panties on that looks amazing on her pale white skin and I just sit there and admire her body for a moment before she pulls me to her and starts kissing me. Before she knows it i have got her bra on the floor and her panties around her ankles! In trademark fashion, I’m still fully dressed. She wants my clothes off but I don’t give her the chance to complain as I start caressing her body. She tells me to be careful with her freshly pierced nipple. I look at the other one for reference and I can see this one’s particularly puffy and a bit swollen – despite my drunken lust, i tell myself “you want to be careful with that one”. But she’s got amazing boobs – i have never been any good at estimating breast sizes and I won’t attempt now but Camille’s neither skinny nor fat – she’s got cute little love handles and the right amount of flesh in the right places. Her boobs are perfect for her frame and I can’t resist, so i focus on the other one. Within moments, Camille is making this adorable noise I don’t have the vocabulary to describe. I can’t get enough of her boobs but I have to, HAVE to focus my attention on the neck! Camille has made jokes about liking things rough and how guys normally struggle to keep up with her sex drive. So I don’t hold back on her neck, biting, licking, worshipping it.

My hands are done feeling useless. They occupy themselves with her crotch. Teasing but not touching. Slowly I make my way downstairs again…caressing everything but her pussy. I move to her legs and start kissing the backside of her knees, which makes her giggle. I know that isn’t a slight on me but it angers the dumb beast in me and I unleash the fury on her neck again. This time my fingers have found her spot and rubbing her in a glee of their own. In a few moments, dear old Camille is pulling my hair as her breathing becomes labored. Her orgasm comes and it shakes me perhaps as much as it shakes her. If the one she had last night was shattering, I dont know what she’d call this one. But there’s no time to find out. I strip and I want to enter her already but there’s still the question of her throat and her ass to settle, so I decide to practice patience. I lie down next to her indicating she’s in for a short rest but my fingers keep playing with her body, focusing more and more now on her asshole. Reading my mind, she tells me to open the box next to her bed…her ‘lovebox’, she says! Inside i find an assortment of toys, condoms and other miscellaneous items but she tells me to grab the lube. I rub some out on her asshole and some on my fingers and slowly start working her over. Soon, i have my index finger in her ass and another in her pussy, which is still obviously a little sore, but if the sounds escaping her beautiful beautiful mouth are anything to go by, she is loving the double attention. I cant wait to fuck this wonderful woman but my dick isnt quite there yet! The good girl she is, she tells me to switch places and lie on my back. In moments, she’s got me rock hard and in her mouth! It takes her all of 5 seconds to get me at full mast and before I know it, I am thrusting against her throat! I don’t say this lightly, this girl hands down sucked the soul out of me! she rises from my dick covered in her saliva and gives me a look that says “i told you so”. I am ready and i flip her over – i want to enter her but Camille tells me I need to grab a condom! I groan as I remember they are in my bag, which I left downstairs! No problem, says Camille – lovebox to the rescue! I wince at the brand – I haven’t had great experiences with Billy Boy but I tell myself – come on, look what’s in front of me. In a moment I’m ready and my cock teases her entrance. But I’m pretty nuts by now. I slide in firmly and am immediately balls deep in her. You know that meme about how if a guy says “fuck” the moment he enters you, you better enjoy the next 36 seconds. I absolutely felt it and even laughed out loud a little. I am going too fast and Camille tells me to be a little gentle as she’s still a little sore. I want to oblige but I have a better idea. I flip her over, grab some more lube and lather it all over my condom covered dick, which as expected is quickly drying out her juices. I line up with her ass and enter her very very slowly, perhaps a bit unnecessary as her asshole adapts to my dick pretty soon. I’m really enjoying how tight this beautiful ass is and I’m spanking it black and blue, alternated by lightly rubbing her clit. Camille is euphoric but I’m in some discomfort. Her loft bed means a low ceiling and i have to bend a little awkwardly to continue in the position I am in and this quickly wears me down. I start feeling a cramp in my hamstring and i pull out with a wince. Camille is a little disappointed coz she was close but looks sympathetic when she realizes what’s happened. She gently rolls me over on to my back again and rips the condom off my shrinking dick. I’m amazed to find she’s actually baby talking my dick! I can’t help but smile as she starts blowing me again! I am only more than happy to experience her gorgeous throat again and it takes me very little time to be rock hard again, but I now want to return the favor more than I want to get off! I flip her over again and slowly inch down to her beautiful shaved pussy. I start with light licks but quickly build up momentum, alternated with little nibbles on her clit. With oral, sometimes it takes time to hit the right spot and the right rhythm, but this isn’t one of them. It’s almost as if her body had a telepathic connection to me. I slide a finger into her to rub her g spot with my tongue worshipping her clit. I feel her getting closer and just as she explodes under my nose in another ground breaking orgasm, I catch a glimpse of her face arched back in rapturous pleasure and a silent scream escapes her throat. Even before her orgasm has subsided, I can tell that’s it! She’s done for. I’m not disappointed. I’ve absolutely loved getting her off – she’s had two of the strongest orgasms I have ever felt.

As we take a breather, covered in our sweat and her juices, she gives me the sweetest smile and kisses me with a tenderness I wasn’t expecting that night. We stay like that for a bit and chat – I find myself truly enjoying this encounter despite blue balls and I tell her “i know this sounds cheesy af, especially as I’m still in your bed but I can’t wait to see you again, despite…you know?” Pointing at my semi-erect dick! She smiles at me weakly again and slowly starts to stroke my dick. I’m aching to feel her insides again and I would have loved for this story to end with a”…and I shot a load up her ass…” but there’s a thin line between fact and fiction with these things and I’m not about to cross that. I know her body’s shutting down so I let her jerk me off while we alternate between some intense eye contact and making out till I stop her and finish on her gorgeous tits! I look at her body glistening in my seed. My eyes glint shared admiration at her body and the amount of cum she’s managed to coax out of me! She rubs most of it into her body before wiping the rest off with her discarded panties. We doze off as we chat a bit more and dont wake until my morning wood wakes us both. She kisses me good morning but tells me decidedly that she hasn’t had sex in a while and is quite sore from the night. I am not immensely disappointed. We cuddle for a while before we shower and part ways for work.

We spend the day texting each other a lot. Later that evening, i tell her I can’t wait to see her again next week (she had friends visiting for a bit) and this is when things get a bit weird – she tells me she had a really great time last night but her body, especially her neck hurts quite a bit from my attention and has become progressively worse in terms of pain and bruising through the day. She tells me she’s never had a man treat her this way and though she definitely enjoyed it, she feels a bit afraid about having sex with me again because she isn’t enjoying the pain she’s feeling today. Over the course of the next week, I find myself behaving like my clueless teenage-self – wanting but not being to escalate conversations, and eventually this encounter that began with so much promise, peters out to nothing.

Story of my life! With most people, I have the attention span of a goldfish and the few times I meet someone that actually holds my attention, I lose theirs!

Well, it is as they say – you win some, you lose some! It was still a wonderful encounter! Vive la France!

PS. I know this is a long post but I would love feedback if any. The book I’m trying to write is a romantic thriller and naturally there will be some graphic moments. A big reason I’ve been putting off writing is also coz I’m not sure if I’m any good at it. Of course, this isn’t the place for that kind of thing, but doesn’t hurt to ask, eh? Hope you lot enjoyed that – imma go sip on a whiskey sour now!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/f9u75h/bjs_bruises_thrills_french_kisses_mf

1 comment

  1. I really enjoyed the writing!
    It feels real and and extremely relatable.
    Keep it going please!

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