Cap d'Agde - Evening Seven - Fisting in Le Glamour

Whilst the final day of any holiday is never something to look forward to when you are having a great time away, we have never felt down or jaded in any of the years we have been to France as we are practical people and tend not to let ourselves get emotional about something that is inevitable and whilst we are only away for one week, it does feel like a fortnight as we enjoy full days that are then followed by very full nights that usually end at some point between 3-6am!!! How we manage this and feel physically OK at the end of every year we have no idea, it must all be down to enthusiasm and excitement that overrides everything else.

Being the practical people that we are, to get the ‘difficult’ bits out of the way so that we can then get back to and concentrate on the good things, we pack our cases and hand luggage for the journey home, make sure we have our passports and tickets ready, leaving only tonight’s clothes, travelling clothes and essential toiletries out. A tidy and clean of the apartment and within an hour we are ready for departure tomorrow, but more importantly, we can get back to good regular holiday business!!

Wine is sipped, dinner is made, we enjoy, we rest, we get ready for Le Glamour 

We are looking good, Yummy is looking particularly sexy and the last job before leaving the apartment is for her to bend over the bed and take a shot of Durex Play Lube in her cunt to maintain a healthy vagina that has been and will be seeing a lot of hard cock action.

We enter the club and although I feel Yummy may weaken, I hold my resolve that we are not buying a bottle with entry, we shall simply go with entry and the two drinks included and then purchase further as required. This isn’t for any money saving reasons as we could pay the same by the end of the night anyway, it is purely for Saturday daytime health as Yummy has had some rather less than pleasant flights home after drinking significant levels of Ballentines on the Friday to accompany girl crushes and other such excitements in previous years.

The club is fairly quiet when we enter, so it is a case of order drinks, sit on the stools at the bar and enjoy the music, surroundings and new people as they enter.

Time passes, the club is warming up and by 12:30am things are really getting going. We take our first visit down the spiral staircase to the swinging section and it is busy, but sadly, it is all tourists who are in the majority resolutely staying fully clothed and just wandering ‘round out of curiosity and to see what goes on there. Whilst we all have to first timers at everything, at least we had the decency to dress provocatively and engage in full sex on our visit back in 2011!! Anyway, we have a full wander but nothing is really doing and we aren’t minded to ‘put on a show’ for the tourists so we head upstairs for dancing and drinks.

We need fresh air, so we retire to the cooling night air on the patio section (which is also the bar part used for the Mousse Parties and we reflect on our week, our time together and do a little spot of people watching.

 It is about 2am and we agreed to give downstairs another go. Still busy, although slightly more

thinned out this time and there are sexual activities occurring. We try the ‘pitch black’ darkroom and stay in there for about 20 minutes as Yummy has previously had some very positive anonymous experiences in there, but sadly there were no entrants. A few guys popped their head around the corner (we know this because their shadow can be seen with the faint light behind them), but for them, they have no idea if anyone is in or not as literally nothing can be seen in there whatsoever. When we enter, we gingerly move around feeling for walls, seating and basically anything that gives us some indication as to where we may be in the room and to ensure that we don’t fall over anything.

We move along, enjoy some fun in the darkened (not pitch black) room, although there is no communal activity for us and as it doesn’t appear to be the sort of night where we will have others joining us, we decide to see if the room with the medical table is free and enjoy some slow, sensual time.

This room is simply an arched opening to the side of the main pathway through the swinging section of the club with only a beaded curtain marking it off. If people wish to pull back the curtain and watch us, they are more than welcome to, but we have it now fixed in our minds that we are playing primarily for our pleasure.

Yummy lies back on the table and I guide her feet into the stirrups. I stand between her open thighs and we kiss deeply. I can hear the shiver in her breath as she anticipates what is ahead. She is not wearing panties, I feel the warmth of her open cunt against my stomach and move down. Kneeling down my face is directly in front of her moist, warm cunt and I put my hands to her inner thighs and take in the heavenly scent and dampness

that I see before me before I move forward and press my face into that soft, sweet flesh. Cunt juice all over my face I part her lips with both of my hands and proceed to make love to it with my tongue. I extend my tongue as deeply as possible in that aroused hole whilst lapping up that nectar, drinking it and listening to the sounds of pleasure coming from Yummy.

She cums a number of times from my oral loving and is a very highly aroused state that I know will require some satisfying and more than likely will only result in her becoming hungrier for sexual attention. Her cunt is extremely dilated and lubricated. The natural thing that we both know will be coming next is for it to be filled as fully as possible. I stand up and can immediately insert four fingers inside her. It is not long before my thumb joins and I am gently pushing in. We stop and relax a little as my knuckles are aligned with her lips, then with a little more pressure my whole hand is in and Yummy moans in delight whilst her cunt responds by suddenly producing even more lubrication and not only soaking my hand, but shooting out and covering the whole of my arm!!!

I allow Yummy to get used to the fullness of my hand and wrist completely inside her and begin to gently massage her internally whilst pulling back occasionally and putting pressure on the entrance to her vagina. Yummy is falling deeper and deeper into a sexual state as a continue fisting her, building up the pace, feeling her cunt become even more relaxed and then being able to fully pull my hand out and instantly replace it with very little resistance. I am fisting her as if I was fucking her with my full fist just ramming in and out of her soaked hole. Yummy is constantly sexually moaning, experiencing multiple orgasms, however I can feel her building up to a huge orgasm that I know will absolutely overwhelm her.

My fist and arm pounds away at her cunt, then I can feel the viscosity of her juices suddenly change to being much more fluid. Yummy goes quiet, then suddenly starts moaning again with deep breathes as she feels that she is on the verge of this big cum. I relentlessly focus on that delicious hole between her open legs that are held up in the stirrups for me and then suddenly, the walls of her cunt dilate, then just as suddenly tighten around my hand. I can’t retract my hand anymore, her cunt lips are tightly locked around my wrist and with a deep growl, Yummy cums whilst breathlessly repeating ‘Oh my god!!’. It all happens in such quick succession, but whilst this is happening, my wrist is released, my full fist is pushed out and she absolutely rains juices all over me!!! It is a complete shower of Yummy’s juices that shoot out of her and cover me from chest to ankles as I stand in front of her wide open legs.

Needless to say, the juices are also dripping down her delicious bottom, onto the vinyl covering of the table and we can hear it pouring on to the floor below.

We are both breathing heavily, both exhausted and yet elated from the physical exertion that we have just experienced. I come to the head of the table, wrap my arms around Yummy, we kiss and tell each other that we love each other.

Le Glamour

Le Glamour was buzzing last night, I'm pleased to say our theory that the older crowd attend Cap D'Agde at the end of the season still holds true.

Had an amazing night people watching then playing downstairs in the rooms. The gyno bed remains a firm favourite as well as the dark room... Thank you dear stranger that gave me the orgasm in the darkness.

Cap D'Agde 2012 Foam Party (AKA mousses party)

Its the last full day of the holiday, tomorrow we fly home after what has been another amazing week together. 

No beach today, last time we were on holiday in Cap D’Agdewe had dismissed going to the Le Glamour foam party as we were having so muchfun on the beach but this time we decided to see what all the hype was about.

We joined the queue outside just as it was opening, the dresscode is simple, naked. A couple of young girls are on the till and we check inour bag and shoes but hold on to a few Euros to buy beers. The entrance isn'tthe normal one for the club, it’s to the rear, a part if the club we hadn'tbeen inside of.

Lots of Bedouin type loungers already have bodies and towelson them, we grab a couple of cold beers and find a rock to hide our money underso we can climb into the pool.

Just to the left is the main part of the club, the outdoorbar we have seen on an evening isn't recognisable it's covered in foam, peopleare dancing it the suds that are waist deep. The DJ is in a turret abovethe bar and the tunes are thumping.

There must be about 100 naked people in already and there isstill a steady stream of party goers coming in. YSL is sits on a shelf in thepool and I sit on his knee, his are arms wrapped around me as we enjoy ourdrinks and enjoy watching all the couples and groups around us. A woman is saton the edge of the pool, lay back with her legs spread, her partner is in thepool licking her cunt with a passion. A woman wearing a sarong comes over andspeaks quickly in French whilst shaking her head, I gather quickly she thinkswe are having sex in the pool which is forbidden. We resolve the confusion anddecide to head into the foam. Just as we wade in to the middle more foam is delivered from the roof, quickly it's up to our necks and I can feel hands from unknown people on my body, we move towards the wall as its getting too deep and surprisingly hot, the foam seems to insulate body heat and there is plenty of that. The foam keeps coming and I'm literally drowning in it. I've gone from party mode to survival! I've got tight a hold of YSL and trying to keep calm. I realise if I tip my head forward it stops it going in my eyes and creates a breathing space, I lead YSL out and discover he is in the same state. We are ill prepared newbies at this foam party lark.

 

 We shower off the foam suits we are wearing and stand at theedge of the foam watching. It seems the first time shock is something of aregular initiation. Lots of people emerge from the foam bewildered like wewere.

This time we are prepared. We stay at the exit edge and onlygo as deep as our shoulders. In the corner is a naked woman in a wheel chair,she's English and having this time of her life inviting males over and suckingthem. We dance rubbing our bodies against each other, lubricated with the foamysuds and really get in the party mood as the DJ hypes it up. A tall handsomeguy with a tanned six pack in a cowboy hat is behind me and I reach through thefoam and find a hard cock to hold as I’m dancing. Other hands explore me, anold couple, must be in there 70’s enthusiastically rub my breasts and try tofinger me. On the bar is the woman who works here alongside a bar tender in apolice hat and not much else and 2 other guys. One is mind 50's very fit andwearing a cowboy hat, along with a the next is the hunk of a guy I had hold ofjust moments earlier. He looks like magic mike, he couldn’t be cooler, andevery man in the place must want to be him, including YSL.

To the left of us a tall guy with a petite wife are stood. Helooks reserved and unsure whilst she is enthusiastic and clearly aroused,deduced from her using her partners cock as a dance partner.

We grab another beer and watch a woman ride her husband on alarge chair, she must be in her mid 50’s and she expertly grinds up and down onhis cock until she cums. To the left of her is a woman receiving attention from2 men, it looks pleasurable but a little false so our attention is lost.

Wading back into the foam as the DJ salutes the crowd, he has us all hypnotised with some of the best beats. We dance euphorically until I find myself clinging on to YSLas an unseen stranger in the depth of the foam is working his hand inside meand then fisting me to orgasm. Just as the shudders of the orgasm pass anotherset of unseen hands stroke my arse and circle my hole. Its a woman this timeand she works her way around her body and her partner joins her again I’mclinging to YSL as I’m being played with, its not so much their expertise it’sthe scenario that has me in a state.

I need a break and I’m back in the pool and I decline YSL’soffer to sit on the edge and having my cunt licked, I’m frightened I’d fall offor even worse look unattractive! YSL ops for sitting on the edge and I enjoyhis cock, a couple sit near us and do the same. His cock is rigid and I’madoring every inch of it and slowly taking him close to coming. YSL wants tocum and we climb out of the pool to find a bed “get on all fours I want to fuckyou hard” he says as we stand in front of the first empty bed. I’m in positionin seconds and waiting for it. I gasp as his length slides inside and his handshold my hips firmly. He slams into me hard and starts to build up pace, itshard to stay upright with all the wetness on the plastic mattress but theincentive of the hard cock has me clinging on and staying in place. Abruptly hestops and tells me to move round. There are a couple fucking and he wants me towatch whilst I get it from him. With the erotic site before me and the thoroughfucking I cum hard, my juices are flowing down my thighs. YSL spills inside ofme and collapses next to me as we finish watching the couple fuck.

This time in 2 weeks

This time in 2 weeks we will be already on our way, I'm really looking forward to it.

YSL said I could cancel if I needed too, if I felt it too early after the funeral but right now I know it's what I need, time to be myself. Right now I'm having to be everything for everyone else, it's draining but needed and it will make my escape to Cap D'Agde with YSL all the more rewarding.

The Deviant Seammistress is making a corset for the trip and a white, naughty, goddess dress for a white party we are going to at Le Glamour.

As a side note...
When I logged it to post I noticed this is my 800th post! And looks like this month the blog will hit 500,000 visitors! As ever thanks for coming to visit me in my corner of the universe, blogging has brought me so many good friends and I'm so grateful for you all including those that lurk quietly xxx

Swinging in Paris

Landed and on the train in to Paris and it finally hits me I've escaped again. I'm excited and ready for our adventure together. The hotel is another 15minutes walk and I'm grateful when it's finally in sight as ever YSL has chosen well the hotel is perfect and situated just up from the Louvre near the Paris Opera.

We dump our bags and find a wine bar to do some serious unwinding. It feels so French, the music, the cured meats, the bustle, everything just as it should be. Wine consumed we crawl into bed together and make love before falling asleep in each others arms.

I'm woke by the words "you are waking in Paris with your lover" he has opened the doors already and the room is full of light. He pulls me close and hugs me, I'm smiling already before I've opened my eyes fully.

He disappears between my thighs and wakes me fully as I cum courtesy of YSL's tongue. He joins me back at the pillows and slips his hardness deep inside me and kisses me with such passion. His excitement for our trip can be measured in hardness and inches, I can feel him positively brimming.

We both climax and curl up together and plan our day ahead, sightseeing and our main inspiration for our trip Les Chandelles tonight after taking in dinner.

Sight seeing is relaxing and indulging as its my first trip to Paris, YSL ensures I see the highlights and we take in lunch just off the Champs Élysées after taking in the Louvre, the designer shops, always hand in hand. Lazily we people watch, sip beers and devour fine food, his eyes loving me all the time.

We board a boat and enjoy the sights along the river, getting off to enjoy the Eiffle Tower, enjoying a rest in the sunshine before finding our way back to the hotel. Its hot and we have cover many miles on our feet and im ready for a cold beer and a rest.

 We spot a few potential restaurants and work out which street we think the club is on so we are organised for later.

We shower and clamber under the covers for an afternoon siesta but instantly his naked body presses against me sleep is the last thing on my mind. I instinctively push back against him and let outlet a moan as I feel his cock swell, his hands encircle my waist and caress my tummy as his cock pushes inside of me. YSL starts slow, giving me time to absorb every thrust until he pushes me onto my front and thrusts even deeper, taking my breath away and starter an orgasm to swell inside of me. He pushes one of my legs forward, I'm positioned like I'm climbing a wall especially as I claw at the bedding whilst his fingers push into my arse, preparing in for fucking. A few more hard thrusts has me cumming all over his cock, he retrieves it from my quivering cunt dripping with my wetness and slides it in to my arse without waiting for invitation.

I bite the pillow as the initial burn and sting takes me be surprise, he pauses, holding still but remaining deep, while I relax and acclimatise to his cock stretching my arse wide. He takes a handful of hair and pounds me hard, I feel his vock swell and stiffen more, the thought if him about to spill his cum deep inside me mix with him using my arse to please himself slams me into another climax that is amplified by the reality as I feel his warmth flood inside me.

Im still too aroused and he grabs is belt from his jeans and throws it towards my cum filled arse, it stings and caresses me and adds more fuel to the flames, its so aroused. The sound of each crack of the belt adds to the arousing nature of the moment. He's hard again and kneals behind me wanking and keeping me pressed into the bed. He is close to cumming I can tell by his breathing and he stuffs the tip into my arse again and gives me no pleasure but so much at the same time, filling me again with more cum before turning me over and holding me as he rubs my clit to a beautiful fulfilling orgasm.

I can hardly sleep but manage 20 minutes of a nap, enjoying watching him in a deep slumber. The alarm sounds and I'm already awake and forming my plan to get dressed, I'm nervous, we are about to go to the world renowned club and it's a huge pressure being judge don the door. I e-mailed them earlier in the week to check door policy for the night but no reply, we have both read the rules, the advice, the articles on the web, they form a mixed report but with a reoccurring theme that it's up market and classy. YSL has a sharp Boss suit, Ralph Lauren shirt and tie ready and I'm wearing my off the shoulder Garbo cocktail dress from my favourite designer Igigi, black classic patent heels and some seductive lingerie. I tie my hair up, Audry Hepburn style and add pearl earrings and necklace to finish the classic look. I would fit in at the Opera as well as the club tonight.

For all my concerns of if the door will let us in right now I don't care, YSL wants me and he is clearly pleased with how I look and likewise, if we had time I would drop to my knees and beg for his cock.

Its a little after 9pm as we head towards the club, it doesn't open until 11pm but we need to get dinner. I had noticed a quaint French restaurant earlier and as we study the evenings menu YSL kisses my neck and takes my hand leading me inside. We order the same and aren't disappointed by any course, the food is exquisite, complimented by good wine and perfect company.

The portions were perfect leaving us full but able to consider fucking. I reapply my channel lipstick and perfume and we walk the final 100yards to Les Chandelles. We know we are at the right address, approximately but unsure of which door, it's too discrete for us to identify until out of the darkness 2 men appear and ask in French if we are looking for the club. We register quickly they are security and we push the door they are pointing too and enter a dark waiting room area with a buzzer next to a hatch. Im aware we are on camera and avoid pulling any stupid faces and await the attention at the door. The door partially opens and an attractive gent in a black suit pokes his head round to address us.

He looks us up and down, taking in my imperfect curves and by his face I know his decission and his next words confirm it "ave you been before?" he says in a heavy French accent after trying the same in French and realising its easier for him to speak English.

"non" I say, trying to hide the already building disappointment

"it is members only tonight my friends, I am sorry" the door is shutting before anything else can be said.

We step back outside and YSL squeezes my hand, we already had a back up plan in plan "it's there loss" I say as we walk to get a taxis "we will try again tomorrow, maybe it will be a different policy" YSL adds.

I had already done the research and found Paris has dozens of other clubs, I read reviews and had a list in order of interest along with a map. YSL stops a cab and hands over the map and points at our next chosen destination Overside, a libertine club, from the reviews it sounds like a smaller scale Le Glamour, the nightclub being core to the fun and with play rooms.

The taxi pulls up at the address and we step out of the car, YSL looks around trying to guess which door it is, I point at the arched enterance leading to some steps, looking more like a subway enterance with harsh lighting, leading into an underground passage. A door opens to the right and music can be heard eascaping into the echoy passage. A security man can be seen, I stride up to the door and smile at the security guy, his eyes sparkled back and he opened the door again this time directing us to a small hatch where a pretty smiling lady greets us. Once my bad French is exhausted she runs through the rules in English and takes my bag.

The bar man, sexy as hell gets the order mixed up but resolves it with a smile and sends us on our way with an extra aperitif. I feel over dressed, everyone around is in a near naked state and after a nerve steeling drink I disappear and remove my dress, returning to YSL who's jaw has dropped as I strut back to him in only my bra and a fitted slip and of course my heels. It feels like the whole club is looking at me, I'm the tallest in here by far, the shorter men stare up and the ladies checking just how high my heels are.

YSL has his proud face on, he takes hold of me and kisses me passionately. The room is full of an eclectic mix but it seems predominately under 30 and thin. A stark contrast to the UK club scene, which I find is over 30 and all shapes and sizes, just sexually confident.

We enjoy people watching, amused by a guy who looks like a bad Elvis impersonator dancing like he is having a fit through to a hot red head pole dancing. A Thai girl takes over at the pole for a while until the track changes, clearly a Eurotrash chart topper with a line dance type routine and I wish I could record what we see before us, a line of naked and near naked people synchronised dancing with Elvis looking on with envy.

We finish our drinks and go to find the play rooms, they aren't obvious and after a few wrong turnings and discovering a chill out area YSL locks the location and takes me with him. To our left is a romanesk room, a central podium with a 3sum in full swing surrounded by a circle of couples fucking and playing on the encompassing seating. A large bearded chap sits on the outskirts watching with tented trousers, I think he would be suited to a toga and chewing on a turkey leg as he watches the orgy.

We turn a corner and a couple sit chatting on the edge of a small play bed and on the right a man has his face buried in a woman's cunt licking her as she lies out stretched with her back arched porn style. The next corner takes our breath away, neither expecting as much activity but both delighted by what we see. To the corner of the room a large cage bed has a woman being fuck, she's all about the performance and it feels a little false she's playing with a woman who is stood at the cage enters cr trying to entice her inside but she is also being fucked from behind. All around the cage are coupled playing and fucking, we both enjoy watch the couple to our left, they both looked like they had just come from work, very professional and unassuming but right now with her dress pulled up, her panties round her knees and his cock deep inside fucking her hard they contradict everything. YSL pushes me against the bars and unzips his cock, slipping inside me and joining the throng of people fucking. It's getting busy and by the time I cum the room is packed.

We move to the next room and find a space on the large beds, along the corridor that lines the rooms is reminisant of the school disco, coupples frightened to join in just watch. as we play, people come and go, the traffic in the room has a high churn or as ever with have such hunger and stamina for sex we out play everyone. YSL fucks we hard from behind and then flis me over to fist me, a small crowd stops to watch, as ever our play is different to how the French do it but its appreciated and accept, the men particularily enjoyign the show. I swap places and falate YSL, His cock is emence and I enjoy lick my own juices from it. He doesnt want to come just yet and we retire back to the bar for refrechments and more people watching. Both of us tower over what seems to be a room full of petite people, again turning heads, I have mixed feelings of the attention but focus on the positive and drink in the looks YSL gives me as he appreciates every inch of me at the bar.

After the chill out we head back to the play rooms, its less busy and there is more room free. YSL is fucking me hard and an attractive couple come next to us on the bed, I get the feeling they are interested and its confirmed when we touches my breasts after and encouraging look from her partner. she un zips his pants and starts to suck him, shes a tad pissd and messing around and his cock isnt stiffening. he offers it to me and I take it. I suck lick and cajole it while YSL pounds me even harder, his cock is still semi flacid and I give up on what clearly is stage fright and cast his cock down just as he cums, good timing on my part, I congratulate myself on dodging the mess and try not to giggle as the pissed girlfriend, unaware that the flacid cock had indeed been spent and she is down dragging her hair through it.

We change positions and the guests leave, the girl shrieks at the sticky mess now decorating her cleek dark bob, more group scenes errupt around us but all I want is YSL. I know there is noone else in the room he strikes an interest for, the the young, pretty French people are trying to out porn fuck each other instead of just letting go and being natural.

We grab one last drink, accompanied with some macaroons (my fav) and try our luck in the roman orgy room. The play is lacking the depth of passion we both yearn for and YSL suggests we head back to be alone.

its about 4am and outside its raining heavy as we emerge from the subway type exit, the valet hails us a taxis, from the inside of the car the lights of Paris are blurred and colurful as we race through the streets, its almost like a scene from a movie, YSL kisses my hand and squeezes it gentle to communicate his want to be close to me.

The rain lets up for the brief moment we exit the cab and enter the hotel, im still soaked through though and need to get my dress off, for so many reasons. In the room YSL pulls me close and kisses my exposed flesh between my neck and my breasts, I remove my dress and shed the underwear, I want to be naked and made love too.

Part 2 is here - Swinging in Paris - Part 2

In room entertainment #yummyontour

We checked into the new hotel, the previous night had been just a travel lodge (motel sort) but tonight was luxury. We both had a little work to complete but I got mine done first and headed for a shower. Whilst Id had a shower before we left the other place YSL had also fucked me and covered me in cum.

Still damp from the shower I lay back on the on the bed naked in full view of YSL who was sat at the desk in the corner of the large room. He was chatting on the phone and I was slowly masturbating myself.


I totally switched off from the conversation and got lost in my own thoughts that centred around the night before passion, being held so tenderly by one man while being made love to by YSL. I was slowly moving around on the bed as my body undulated with the pleasure. YSL stood up from his desk and wandered closer to me whilst still engaged on the call. He smiled approvingly at me and admired the view. The phone call ended and he lay next to me on the bed and asked me if I had climaxed yet. I hadn’t, Id kept myself on the edge and hadn’t cum as I wasn’t sure of being quiet and didn’t want to be heard on the call. I ask YSL to finish me. He reaches his fingers into my wet cunt and then takes hold of my clit, its so hard and swollen from all the previous 2 days playing and pleasure, its almost too sensitive but I adore how every touch is amplified. He takes hold of me and kisses me so hard and deeply until he has me cumming and soaking his hand and the bedding.

We open the wine and lie on the bed together and browse the internet for some potential in room entertainment for the afternoon. The club doesn’t open until after 9 and we have 7 hours of the sumptuous surroundings to take advantage of.

The bi 3sum hadn’t happened the day before as planned and we both fancied trying to find a bi male to join us. We post an advert on the swingers site and take off the ban for single makes t contact us. The messages flood in and we quickly filter them by our preferences and if the are verified as genuine people. Work get it down to 3 we like the look of, non of which have bi on there profile but after a quick chat 2 confess they are and the other we never got round to asking as he was already on his way to us. We moved to the bar to meet our entertainment and enjoyed a few drinks, we were both in good spirits if not a little bit more than tipsy!


Stu arrives. At first glance Im a little disappointed but after 2 minutes of conversation Im happy and comfortable with our choice. He was about 5’10”, blonde, unshaven, casually dressed with messy surfer type hair, about 30ish. He had a cute smile and very articulate which is a huge plus point for me.

We had forgotten to organise our code words and figured our joke code word banana would be wrong to use at this moment so i just go for it and suggest we go to the room. My sexual entourage followed me into the lift.

In the room the guys sit on the bed and Im sat on the chair, the music from Le Glamour is playing in the background and Im getting rather aroused. I excuse myself as the guys are chatting about our trip to Cap D’Adge and head to the bathroom. Id placed a sexy black see through chemise in there before we went downstairs. I stripped and slipped on the chemise and returned to the room and sat back in the chair. YSL gave a smile that said I looked good.

When i left the room YSL had been talking about the BDSM club and it seems it had moved onto our interest in cropping, Stu had never done it but had expressed a curiosity for it. YSL instructed me to bend over the desk and handed Stu the crop from our bag of sex toys we had brought on tour. I turned to Stu and said “I will give you a number 1 – 10 each time you strike me, so you know how hard or soft it feels”

“which way round? Is 1 hard or soft”



“10 is too much, 9 is near my limit don’t push anymore, 8 is good....”

“ok” he says and strikes me quite hard for someone who has never done it before.

“7” I say and flash a smile at YSL how is sat back on the bed stroking his cock.

“9, fuck that stings”

He hits me firm again “9” the next one is too much and if it was YSL it would of been perfect “10” I know Im getting so aroused as I can feel a trickle of juice run down my thigh. He continues and gets my bottom so very tender and my cunt aching for more pleasure. He drops to his knees behind me and begins to rub my clit and work his fingers into me. Before long he is fisting me and Im about to cum, my eyes are locked on YSL who is enjoying the entire view whilst appreciating slowly wanking himself.

I move to the bed and YSL lies behind me while Stu continues to masturbate me, his cock is hard and YSL directs me with his eyes that I should suck him. I take hold of Stu's cock and slowly wank him first. YSL moves to the chair and I watch him while I tease the tip of Stu's cock. The thought goes through my head that I wonder if Stu realises he is just a prop in mine and YSL's pleasure?

I hover my open mouth over the tip of his cock and ask him how much he wants me to take him in my mouth. He is almost shaking with anticipation. I move my mouth further down but without contact with his cock, he trembles with anticipation even more until I suddenly take all of him in, every inch until his cock nestles in the back of my throat, my eyes connected with YSL the entire time.

I suck, tease and wank him until he is close then slow right down, he wants to cum but I'm enjoying teasing him, I edge him a couple more time before I tell him to give me his cum. Instantly as I demand it he spurts over my breasts, the 4th man in 2 days to do so.