[FF] A French Wine Bottle

My junior year of college, I had the opportunity to live abroad in Germany to study voice. It was an incredible opportunity educationally but also was 6 months of amazing sexual adventures.

Being a student in a different country, you are naturally bound to attract a lot of attention. I was housed in a small dormitory and had a very small private room. There were a few American students that I hung out with initially but I quickly found other friends from Germany and several other countries. One of these was a girl from France.

Her name was Joelle. She, too, was studying voice for the semester and was the quintessential French girl. Impeccable style. She had short, dark hair, olive skin, dark eyes. She was tiny, like myself, but no tits or ass. She smoked and drank wine like a feign.

About two months into term, Joelle invited me to visit her family back in France. We took a train for a long weekend. She took me all over Paris and the outskirts. Not just the touristy spots but the hidden gems on locals know.

One evening after going to a disco, we arrived back at her house quite drunk. They had a beautiful glass house garden in their small yard and she suggested we go out there to drink more. Carrying two more bottles of wine with us, we settled onto a large squishy chaise with many pillows. We continued to drink and chat, getting sillier as the first wine bottle emptied and we popped open the second.

Joelle had never shown any bisexual tendencies in the short time we had known each other. She had several lovers at school though all were men. So to say I was shocked when she suddenly leaned over to kiss me would be an understatement. When the kiss broke, I laughed pretty hard and told her she had surprised me.

Smiling at me, she resumed the kiss. Deepening it, her tongue pressing into my mouth, flicking over my own. I felt her hand reach up to touch my cheek and her fingers stroke my long hair. Her touch was so soft and delicate. We continued to kiss, slowly, intimately. Taking our time and savoring the others lips. Slowly, she moved her mouth off mine and down my chin and neck. Planting soft kisses as she moved. Her tongue grazing my skin causing me to catch my breath. When she reached my shoulder, she slid my dress strap down my arm to continue kissing me. As she continued to tease me with her lips, I reached my hands up and gently brushed my fingers across her small breast. I had never felt tits so small, so different from my own much larger ones. They didn’t even fill my tiny hands. She inhaled when I found her nipple and began to rub it softly through the fabric of her shirt. Reaching forward with both hands, I lifted her blouse over her head, her tits freely exposed. They were lovely, dark small nipples on perfectly formed barely A cup breasts.

She had stopped her kissing and teasing of my neck and shoulder by then, laying back on the pillows to allow me access to her. Quickly, I stood up, sliding my dress down my body to reveal my huge braless tits and thong covered pussy. I straddled her middle, leaning forward to kiss her, our tits mashed together. I wanted to feel her skin on mine. Our nipples rubbing the others breasts. It was so incredibly sexual, so charged. We were nearly identical in size, I just was the curvy version to her lithe. Both tiny and petite. I began to kiss my way slowly down her neck to her nipples. I sucked in the first bud and flicked it back and forth under my tongue. She moaned “Fuck” loudly egging me on. Moving back and forth between her breasts and nipples, her hands laced into my long hair, holding it back from my face.

The greenhouse was hot. Her mother kept it warm to maintain her beautiful plants. Our bodies were slick with sweat as we rubbed together. I began to kiss and nibble my way down her flat stomach, slowly and intently teasing her. When I reached her pants, I pulled them straight off with her panties revealing a neatly trimmed bush. This was new…I had never eaten a pussy with hair. Sliding to the floor between her feet, I drove my tongue into her lips, lapping vigorously. Her hands tightened in my hair when I found her clit with my tongue. Holy shit. It was the biggest clit I had ever my mouth on. Admittedly, she was turned on so maybe it was engorged but no joke, it must’ve been an inch long and thick. It was like sucking a tiny cock, and y’all know that’s my favorite past time. I wrapped my lips around the beautiful bud and began to suck. I grabbed her thin thighs with my hands to force her open, sucking her as she cried out. Holding my head in place as I sucked her. Her hips thrusting to my sucks, shoving her clit as far as possible into my lips. When she came, it was the most beautiful thing I had ever witnessed. I felt her flood my mouth and chin, her hands clinching my hair as her orgasm rocked her tiny body. I slowly pulled away, licking gently at her lips and hole to bring her down gradually. Reaching down to my panties, I could feel the wetness from my own pussy.

Joelle eventually reached down to pull me up to the chaise. We kissed slowly, her savoring her pussy on my lips and tongue. I felt her tiny fingers pinch at my nipples, tugging them firmly. I could feel my orgasm already build just from that, I was so fucking hot for her. She pulled on them, harder than I was used to. Crying out, she asked if I was ok but I begged her to keep going. God it felt so good but also hurt. I wasn’t sure I wanted her to keep going but I knew I didn’t want her to stop. She began to kiss my tummy as she pulled them, working her way to my soaked panties. She didn’t bother to pull them off, just pushed them to the side, revealing my smooth pussy.

I thought she would eat me to orgasm. She rubbed her face on my slit, her tongue darting out to taste me and flick my tiny clit. She lapped at me briefly, causing my body to convulse with pleasure, her fingers still tugging my nipples. Then I felt a hand pull away and almost immediately felt a cold pressure on my hole. My head was spinning so I didn’t give it much thought as the coldness entered my pussy. It began to slide in and out, slowly at first but then harder and faster. It began to stretch me as she pushed further. I leaned up and realized she was fucking me with the empty wine bottle. I nearly came just seeing her between my legs and the wine bottle fucking me. It was so dark against my fair skin, my dark thong partially covering me. She pushed it in and out, alternating her speed and depth. Stretching my tight hole slowly as it sunk deeper into my sopping wet cunt. She worked the 4″ neck all the way into me and began to push harder as the bottle expanded. My cries became louder, it hurt and felt fucking amazing. Her tugging my nipples with one hand, forcing my pussy to take more of the bottle with the other. She plunged the bottle in and out making my body shake with each thrust. My juices making loud sucking noises around the bottle.

My orgasm built and built and when it finally burst, my body convulsed on the bottle, my push tightening so forcefully that the bottle was pushed out of me as the orgasm washed over me. Joelle shoved her mouth over my pussy and began to lick me up and down as I came. Perpetuating my orgasm longer. I shook under her, crying out. When I had settled, her head lay in my lap. My hand gently stroking her soft short hair. It was one of the most intense orgasms of my life.

Joelle and I continued our affair until I came back to the US at the end of term. It wasn’t a consistent thing. Just when she felt the need for release with a woman. I would’ve loved more.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xjccgj/ff_a_french_wine_bottle