Please read my previous story, it will get you up today for this one. Life has a way of playing strange tricks on us and this story proves it. After I left Saint Raphael, I took a train to Paris and was booked at the The Park Hyatt Paris hotel, $ 500 a day, the company was paying. I would had to report to my new assignment in Edinburgh, Scotland in ten days. Getting my first chance to visit Paris was unbelievable, I love museums, Olympia Theater, Concorde Square, Champ Elysees Roundabout, Eiffel Tower and so much more. I was like a kid in a candy store. I also wanted to visit Normandy which was approximate 100 miles east. I asked the Concierge where I could board a train to Normandy, he said the Paris St Lazare station. I had learned a little French but not much. I was talking to one of the ticket service attendant at the station but was having a hard time getting him to understand what I wanted. A lady behind me spoke to the attendant with perfect french, she told me what the fee would be and I paid and got a ticket. I turn to thank her and but there were two young ladies standing there. I told them what my plans were and they told me they were Americans from Dallas, TX They had planned to go shopping but thought going to Normandy would interesting , would I mind if they tagged along, which I said no. I told them I would pay for their tickets, we boarded the train and we sat in seats facing each other. Margret had just graduated from law school, Elizabeth, who like to be called Liz was working on her masters at TCU in Ft Worth. Liz was half Japanese and American, her Mom was Japanese and her Dad American from Dallas. Liz called herself an Amerasian. Margret had graduated from SMU, her dad was a lawyer and she was going to work for him. Also, Margret was going to get married three months after getting home to a lawyer. This was her last hurrah before getting married. Margret and Liz were friends since Grammar school. Margret was a little chubby but in all the right places, she had a pretty face and nice legs. Liz had an athletic body, I found out later she was a runner. My company was paying for everything so I just charged the day on my American Express. We had a great time and enjoyed each other. They were staying in a bed and breakfast on the outskirts of Paris, they took the train everywhere. Margret and Liz had 5 days let on their trip, So we hooked up to go to different places everyday. We had a great time.
We would sit at outdoor cafes for lunch and talk only once did we get together for dinner, then 2 days before they were to leave, they were going to book a hotel room near the airport. I mentioned to them I had a suite and they could stay with me. They could have the bed and I would take the coach in the sitting room. They talked about it and agreed to rooming at my place. I guess by now they felt they could trust me. They moved in that afternoon, later we went to dinner, we began drinking wine around 5:30, we ate dinner around 7:30. When we returned to the room, Margret wanted to take a shower so Liz and I talked. I asked her about BFs and she said she one but they broke up just before this trip because he felt she would find someone in France to fuck. That is the first time anything like this came up. So I asked her did she, she said yes and so did Margret. I asked her did it happen more than once, she answered yes, for Margret too, she nodded her head yes. Liz told me that Margret was nervous about getting married, the reason for the last fling was to let her hair down and let what ever happen happen. Margret told Liz that her husband to be was boring but her Dad wanted this marriage to happen. Liz told me she and Margret took some guy back to their place because he was the last one at the bar before closing and fucked him dry, he was a young guy and was able to cum 3 times. Liz and the wine were really getting everything out in the open. Margret comes into the sitting room in a terrycloth bathrobe from the hotel. Liz gets up to go for a shower and Margret sits down and asked if there was anymore wine, I pour her a glass from the bar in the room and sit beside her on the couch. She puts her leg up on the couch and I could tell she has nothing on under the robe, the top is lightly open showing her breast, and asked what did you and Liz talk about. Did she tell you we tried to fuck every guy in France? I said yes, so what do you think of us now, that we are sluts, I said no, just 2 girls wanting to have fun. Margret told me that she could not be like this at home, family and friends would be expecting her to act properly not like a slut.
Margret leans forward and rubs my hand, her tits are hanging out now and I have a hard on that is busting my pants. She asks if I am good in bed because she hopes so this may be the last time she will have before getting married. She tell me she is not looking forward to marrying this guy because he is a dud in bed. I ask her why are you marrying him, she says her Dad wants it, the finance’s Dad owns a large law firm and her dad is hoping to capitalize on the marriage. I told her that she should stand up to her dad and say no to the marriage. If you are unhappy going into a marriage it will end in divorce, you still have time to stop it. Margret tells me to fuck her good tonight, I asked if liz is going to be part of this and she said probably. Liz comes in the room in the remaining terrycloth robe. Liz throws open the robe for all the world to see, nothing on under the robe. I get up with a hard on and head to the shower, as I am showing, the shower door opens and both girls come in. One is kissing me and the other is sucking my dick. The rest of the night is is one big orgy. This goes on the next night too until they go to the airport on the third day. I was exhausted, happily exhausted. I stayed in touch with the girls for about a year. Margret called off the wedding because she had contacted something and was too sick to get married so she said. She was not married at the end of the year so maybe she was able to put it off indefinitely. Don’t know what happened after that year end we lost touch. Liz and I never connect much after Paris to talk so I don’t know what happened to her.
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Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/k7lb7x/three_americans_in_paris