Chapter 16
Her hoarse whisper was music to Lageule's ears. He had succeeded! On top of the triumph was the sheer physical joy of experimenting with yet another strange, new woman, of tasting exotic, different flesh.
'Variety is the spice of life,' as these English say, Lageule thought to himself as his hand shot up into the hot, melting crevasse of her pussy.
Lily shifted as his fingers pronged her opening, striving to expose her body to more and more of his caresses. At the same time her hands came out, sparkling with rings, to rub hard and sensuously along the firm pulsing length of his dick.
"Ah, Lily! That's so good!" murmured Lageule in appreciation, as her deft fingers stroked him to ecstasy. Lily giggled in delight at the compliment.
"What's your name?" she whispered hoarsely and coyly, nuzzling her permanent-wave against his ear.
"Henri," he replied. "Henri Lageule." He almost chuckled at her formality, but his mouth was occupied, stuffed full of one huge, nipple-studded tit.
"Oooooh, French ... " she said in a sexy, chatty tone, squeezing her juicy snatch further up onto the prong of his probing hand.
"Ummm," he murmured, sucking voraciously on her breasts.
"I've never had a French lover before ... " she purred in Jayne-Mansfield-like tones, squeezing her mammoth tit deeper into his eager mouth. "Are they all like you ... ?" Her hand rubbed more vigorously at the straining rod of his cock.
"Ummm ... " murmured Lageule between tits. "I don't know." He slid a finger up through the ripe folds of oily womanflesh in her pussy, to fondle at the erect knob of her twat.
"Ahhh!" cried Lilly in abandon, throwing her head back and closing her eyes in ecstasy. "AHHHH!"
Lageule diddled and fondled and twiddled and twirled at her clit, until she was squirming and wriggling all over him, gasping in hot excitement.
"Oh!" gasped Lily, as she ground her hips onto his hand, "Oh, TAKE ME-NOW! TAKE ME!"
She threw her head back further, her eyes squeezed shut.
Lageule was equally urgent by now. Quickly he flung himself into her large lap, swinging one leg astride her lovely, luscious spread legs.
He balanced awkwardly on one hand for a moment, grabbing his cock with the other, then, guiding it firmly at the unusual angle, he thrust it powerfully into her hot cunt.
"AAUUHH!" cried Gwen's mother, as the burning penis penetrated far up into her vagina. "GOOD!"
He sucked frantically on her ample breasts, thrusting himself from the hips, going deeper and deeper into her juicy well of a pussy with every thrust. His balls were on fire, tingling with hot excitement, the grip of her cuntmuscles was superb, stimulating him beyond his wildest imaginings. More and more roughly he flung himself into her, seeking to impale her on his huge hot rod, flinging it into her as though she were a rag doll.
Then, as his excitement rose, he grabbed her firmly by her ripe shoulders, pulling her towards him, and nudged her gently toward the floor.
She understood, and lowered herself slowly, until in a moment they were cavorting in abandonment and utmost rapture on the carpet. She slid on top of his firm upright of a prick, her legs gripping him tightly, while her marvelous breasts dangled down over his face, and he sucked greedily on her huge pointed nipples.
"AAUUUUGGHH!" she was crying, in a crescendo of passion, as she deftly raised and lowered herself from the hips, sucking and then releasing his dick, stimulating every tingling, sensitive centimeter of his cock-skin.
"Mon Dieu!" Lageule was crying in frenzy, as she gripped then let go of his prick, "Mon Dieu, Tabernac!"
"AAUUGGHH! A FRENCHMAN!" Lily was shrieking in wild orgiastic joy, as she heaved and ground her whole body in piston-like strokes onto him.
His balls were burning now, with unbearable twitchings, tinglings, nerve-shaking spasms of delightful tension, and Lageule could stand it no longer. With a last manly heave, he flung the two of them over, so that Lily now lay with her back on the floor. He leapt astride, his cock still embedded tightly in her eager cunt, and they never once broke the momentum of their impassioned thrusts.
"Yes! YES!" Lilly was moaning now, almost sobbing with climactic spasms, "Yes, TAKE ME! LOVER!"
Lageule gave a last frenzied heave, his penis incredibly tight, about to explode, about to come, and then he was coming, a spuming cascade of hot milky sperm was shooting into her vagina.
"I'M COMING! I'M COMING!" Lily announced, screaming with utmost rapture, as she heaved and thrust underneath him. He felt the sensitive skin of his dick coated with her hot female fluids as she clutched and clawed at his back, scratching him in her triumphant throes.
"I'm coming!" she cried a final time, her voice ending in a long lingering sigh of contentment, as she fell, relaxed on the floor.
Lageule kissed her, in gratitude and pleasure, and she stroked his cheek and murmured, "Frenchmen ... " in a lazy, coy whisper.
"Well," said a voice from the side of the room, "I guess it was my turn to be merely a witness!"
Lageule looked up into the smiling, dimpled face of Gwen. She smiled at him and gave him a pleased, sly wink.