Back to my place

The taxi took Elodie & I back to my place - a ten minute journey where I neither engaged the driver in conversation or tipped him, and after manhandling her up the stairs I dropped Elodie on my unmade bed. If I had realized this morning when I left that I would have a stunning French-Arab girl back in my bed, I would have cleaned the place up a bit. Or maybe changed the sheets at least! Oh well. I guess she wasn't noticing. I caught my breath and put a couple of bottles of evian on the nightstand beside the bed. I figured we both would need them, then I opened the drawer and took out a small packet of blue pills.

No, they weren't for her. I wasn't planning on sedating her further than she had managed to do to herself (well, ok with my drink pushing assistance). This was for me. Sildenafil - aka generic viagra. I looked at the packet and considered. 50mg normally gives a 4-hour erection. I had only just fucked her in the bar less than half an hour ago and I had been drinking. I wanted a reliable boner. I took two. That should see me waving a tent pole for almost a full day now. I sat Elodie up, "Good girl Elodie, yeah. your arm comes out here. Hang on till I get the zipper down now. Just a moment, yeah bum up! That's it." I said, and tugged her dress free of her leaving her in just her bra (her panties being in my jacket pocket - I felt reluctant to return them - I was already considering them a trophy! Wow, but she was insanely fit. I gently stroked her tight abdomen in wonder. Was she an athlete or a gymnast or something? I felt like I should ask her. I ran my hand down her front to her pussy and stroked it gently, eliciting positive murmuring sounds. So far so good! I had to see these tits though. The dress promised so much, being so tight fitting and cleavage exposing. It would be a crime not to take a good look at what it suggested now that they were within my reach, literally. I reached behind her and unsnapped the clasp of her bra and pulled it down her arms. Well, I have to say it isn't fair, but some girls are blessed with everything. Even on her back, Elodie's tits were pert and full. I stripped and sat beside her then took a breast in each hand and began to gently squeeze them. I cannot think of any better, non-penetrative feeling than that of holding and manipulating a pair of beautiful young breasts. I bent forward and placed my face between them and squeezed her tits against the side of my head, then turned my face towards her left one and began licking it. I squeezed them a little more making her tits more conical and upwards pointing presenting the nipples towards me and placed first one then the other in my mouth and sucked like I was drinking a milk-shake through a straw. Perfection.

It was almost a disappointment when the sildenafil kicked in (aided by the sight and feel of the exotic beauty on my bed) and my erection decided to return. However, now that it was here, the game had changed. Reluctant to let go of her beautiful titties so early though, I swung my leg across her torso for a moment and leaned forward so my cock rested on her breast bone, then with my hands pushing them down, I folded her tits across my cock. I only thrust gently a few times in a perfunctory manner, having no real intention of getting a proper tittyfuck, I just wanted to feel those soft beauties properly for a few moments. I quickly hopped off and repositioned myself at her feet. Taking an ankle in each hand, I opened her legs wide, but this time, unlike at the pub I was in no hurry. We had the whole night, and my erection was going to be here for all of it whether I was asleep or not. I hoped I didn't need to pee any time soon or I would be splashing he ceiling.

Gently and lovingly, I stroked her pussy and introduced two fingers to her and began sliding them back and forth, while using the thumb of the other hand to stimulate her clitoris "mmm," came a satisfied murmur from Elodie. Widening and dampening, I introduced a third, them judging the situation appropriate, climbed aboard. At first I rocked gently in and out without rushing. Elodie responded by moving her own hips in time with mine, and eventually began raising the tempo pushing at me with some urgency. I let her dictate the pace in her semi-conscious state, taking my own weight on my elbows and lowering my face to hers to taste those beautiful lips once more. To my surprise, Elodie's tongue instantly invaded my mouth, and her pussy slammed upwards to meet me more forcefully. I responded in kind. I suspected there was a long-suppressed need being played out here and I didn't want to disappoint her. To be fair, I was at least an hour away from any chance of ejaculation, and the best part of 24 away from my cock going anywhere. I could do this all night! I hoped she appreciated the effort I was going to. I lowered my torso a little to feel her nipples grazing up and down my chest as I thrust.

"Oh oui. Baise moi. Baise moi!" she whispered when I lifted my head up for air. I don't speak French, so I hope it was something complimentary. She seemed to have lost her command of English though, although it was nice to hear she was at least slightly awake. A few moments later, I felt a tell-tale rippling in the grip in which her vagina held my cock and her noises became more animal noises than words, either French or English. She hung onto my back tightly as I powered harder into her, trying to match her needs with my actions, and felt her nails dig further in than I might have liked. I was pretty sure she had drawn blood, but I made sure I manned up and ignored it as I kept going, determined that if an orgasm was on offer for her, that she should have it and that it should be as complete as it was in my power to make it. I slid my arms under hers and held onto her by the shoulders in order that I could dictate the pace and depth of each stroke, making her squeal with pleasure each time. "Ah! Ah! Oui! Maintenant! plus! Plus rapide! Oh oui!" she burst out, arching her back in ecstasy, then relaxing it a moment later. I continued until I considered she had gotten as much out of it as she was going to, then resumed a gentle fucking at a more relaxed pace. As I bent over to kiss her one more time, I could hear a gentle snore. Oh well. I watched her relaxed features in awe as I resumed a cruising pace fuck for me. She didn't budge though and I was left fucking this beautiful, but immobile young girl for a while longer before basting her for the second time in the evening with my cum.

As predicted, my erection remained unwavering even after its exertions and the emptying of my balls. I rolled Elodie onto her side and slid it between her thigs then snuggled into her back to spoon for a while, inhaling her glossy black hair and reaching round to cup one of her perfect tits before sleep carried me away to wherever she had gone.

In the morning I woke up still with solid wood, but Elodie was awake before me and out of bed looking around for her clothes. She had her bra on and had her dress in her hand but obviously couldn't find her panties. I had decided I wasn't giving those back! "Good morning!" I said, opening my eyes and squinting against the sunshine coming in the windows. Good god, I thought, she even wakes up looking beautiful.

"Good morning," she said in her French accent. At least her English had returned. She tried a smile. "Uh.", she countered. "I am very sorry. I think I might have been a bit drunk last night. Je ne me souviens pas,... sorry, I don't remember your name." She held her head then began pulling her sexy little black dress on again. It was crumpled and a little cum-stained at the back.

"Jason," I extended my hand. "I had a great time last night".

"Yes, me too, ... I think", she agreed and shook it.

"You were quite wild in here", I said, patting the middle of the bed.

"Was I?" she closed her eyes in embarrassment.

"Yeah. If you want to have another go, we could" I suggested with an attempt at a winning smile.

"Merci, but I should go. My friends will wonder where I am".

"Oh. I hoped we could maybe... you know" I rolled over on my back exposing my hard-on.

She stared wide-eyed at it. "Uh. I... I don't know".

"Its up to you, but surely you're not going to leave without kissing it?"

"Sorry?"

"Well, its a bit offensive to leave a man's bed without sucking his cock".

"I don't understand," she said weakly.

"It is customary here to suck your host's cock before you leave. Its a bit offensive not to".

"Oh, I see. I don't know. I haven't done that before", she said. "Is that something most English men expect from guests?"

"Yes!" I laughed. "Of course," Do they not do that in France?"

"No. I did not see it in any of the guidebooks for here," she said, cautiously crossing the floor back towards the bed. "Dieu! I just realized. I have been staying with Dan & Ria for days now and I have not offered to suck his cock yet! They must think I am so rude!

"That's ok!" I smiled. "I'll let you know if you're doing it right". Elodie tucked her hair behind her ears and leaned over. I took her head in my hands and guided my cock between her opening lips. hmm, I thought. I should have suggested she reapplied her make up before she started noticing her mascara and lipstick smeared from the night before. However, she was still perfect and was now giving me the most dainty of blowjobs. "Suck a bit more Elodie please!" I said and lay back. It was a shame this was going to have to end soon.

After convincing her the polite thing to do was swallow the cum, she stood up, "I really have to go now. Thank you very much for a nice evening Jason." I doubted very much that she could remember any of it, though I hoped she had at least a vague recollection of her orgasm in the early hours.

Alas, I didn't see her again. And I'm on the naughty step now at the pub. Still, it was definitely worth it!