Chapter 2
Car packed and off we went. Driving holidays have always been our thing, so down the M1 we went, Dover in the distance! Long distance it had to be said though at about 400 miles from our front door!
Badoom badoom........the familiar sound of the car bumping onto the ramp as we bored the ferry to Calais gave us a welcome sound that another French adventure was on the just an hour or so away.
With most trips we make thru France we always include a first night stop over in Paris, and this time was no exception! Novotel Suite checked in, of course giving me my first quick perv over a French woman, the check in girl wearing a lovely fitted blue knee lenght skirt and white blouse, perfect outline of her thong showing through and her lace bra holding her small petite breasts, showing also. Dark hair, tanned skin, um the French I thought to myself as I picked up our room cards.
Mike was quickly showered as I took my time a little more to get ready, a woman going to Paris, even after a long car drive with the expectation of another the next day, still had to look the best she could you know! Jeni thought to herself! Mike was casual in his blue combat shorts and fitted white polo shirt, hair gelled nice and sun glasses, the European traveler ready to explore. I had bought a new black with small white spots Ann summers set, it pushed up my boobs nice and the thong was a little small, which made it tight up my bum. I had a stripy blue and white summer dress ready as it was a warmer Parisian night, and a pair of cute sandals. Hair straightened, sunnys on, pushed into my hair. My skin of course still light as not yet exposed to the French summer sun, my legs needed a little cream to protect them which game them a nice glow.
We were to take the train into the centre of Paris from our hotel in Creteil on the outskirts. Now being a white couple in our 40's from a small town in Scotland, a station in the outskirts of Paris is somewhat of a culture shock to the system, no matter how many times we had visited previously. It was around 5:30 and the local college and offices all seem to have emptied on the platform at the same time. We were pretty much bare a few single's dotted about the only white couple in the crowd as the train pulled in. It was a double decker train, another anomaly to us, and as the doors opened the flod of people rushed on. We manged to get seats, but across the aisle from each other, but at least facing the same direction. The whole thing was a rush of excitement to both of us, the people, the weather, the smells of inner-city life in France and of course the scenery as we rushed towards the next station on route to the centre. As we pulled into Vincennes station, the person directly to the left of me got up and left as did the lady directly in front. It was two seats facing each other but without the table you normally get in the UK. As more commuters pored into the train, the seat to my left was taken by a younger guy, looked like a student, long shaggy hair, another white person, and then as the train was pulling out a very tall black guy sat directly across from me.
Now I had mostly vanilla thoughts recently, well other than sucking Mike last night, that was. We had just been having a quiet time on that front since our last centre parcs out, and the wild cabana afternoon, that ended of course with me taking my first black cock, even if it was only for a few seconds at the end. We had never really discussed the interracial thing before, and wasn't one of or major fantasies.
As the train pulled off, I could feel the dark skinned stranger across from me eyes, beneath his sun glasses looking down at my legs as I kept them tight shut with a summer dress on. I may well have imagined it of course but could just get the feeling. He must have been about 6'6, very dark black skin, short well styled cropped hair. His muscular arms were on show from a tight fitting green t-shirt, and he had strangely for this heat, tight fitting kaki colored cords on. We were sitting with our legs both together, but both side by side, but as we moved off, he decided to spread his, engulfing mine between his. He facile expression did not change, and I of course could not see his eyes under the glass, but he had definetly made a move to put my body in contact with his. The rush I had through me, for even this slight sexual movement was immense and powerful. I quicky turned to Mike, and to my shock almost, he was watching over the whole time. Our eyes met and you could feel he knew watch was going on also.
As I looked over to Jeni as the train pulled out, I could see my wife's pale white legs, being almost taken over my the huge black dude that had just sat across from her. The scene of her striped summer dress riding up her white hot wife thighs as his legs closed in on her, was a huge turn on for me, my cock starting to go semi hard in my shorts.
I could feel his legs touching mine, but the heat of the day and drive was taking it toll on me, as we passed in and out of short tunnels I could feel my eyes getting heavy, and with one last shut of my eye lids I drifted off and into day dream world..............
The train was suddenly completely empty other than the three of us, as the Paris suburbs whizzed passed the windows. I was still fully dressed in what I had put together earlier, but now our tall dark stranger was clothed only in a black Lycra thong, his silky black skin looked like it was covered in oil as is shown in the sun light, his perfect toned body ripped and glistening, to my right, Mike was fully naked, leaning back in his seat, we was slowly stroking his semi hard cock which too looked like it had been oiled up, as he looked over at us. I gazed across the seat to meet my strangers eyes, he slowly took of his sun glasses, to reveal stunning Chesnut eyes, that pierced right through me. Leaning forward, and resting one arm on my thigh, he turned to Mike and said,
"Ta belle femme blanche et chaude a l'air de vouloir que je la baise" (Your beautiful hot white wife looks like she wants me to fuck her)
"Vous avez ma permission, monsieur, je veux vous regarder baiser ma femme" (You have my permission, mr, I want to watch you fuck my wife) Mike said in return, *he can speak French in my day dreams*
Leaning in and kissing me on the cheek, with both hands now on my thighs, he whispered in my ear,
"Je m'appelle Claude, et toi, ma chaude femme blanche, tu es sur le point de te faire baiser par mon pénis noir monstrueux"(My name is Claude, and you my hot white wife are about to be fucked by my monster black penis)
With that Claude stood up from the chair. He body was picture perfect with glistening dark skin, I sat on the chair with this towering back man in front of me, feeling all the innocent white wife on vacation. He stood forward separating my legs with his, my dress slips up my thighs to reveal my cute back and white thong, which was now starting to show a little damp patch, the contrast in our leg colours was vast. Looking straight in front of me now though, was the only thing Claude had on, a lycra black thong which too was covered in oil, leaning forward almost in a stripper style he started to move it towards my face, I could seem the cocunut oil now, as he got closer to me. The outline of his huge back cock was as hot as it was terrifying!!
"Madame, sors ma bite et mets-la dans ta bouche" (Mrs take my cock out and put it in your mouth) Claude instructed me.
I leant forward and put mouth my hands on his wash bored stomach and felt his oiled toned body for the first time, slowly running my hands down him and round to his tight bum, fleeing his thong disappear between his iron like cheeks. It was time I had to feel him, taking his dick in my hands through his thong, I could feel it was like nothing I had had before. Even Shamus in centre parcs was nothing like this. I moved his Lycra to the side and his monster feel free. It was circumcised with a enormous pink bell end and deep dark veiny shaft. It was rock hard but still flopped around due to it sheer size! I kissed it at first, and could taste the coconut oil, I had to spread my lips as wide as possible to even get it in my mouth, Claude was holding my head gently as he slowing slid his massive cock in and out of my mouth. I turned away still with him face fucking me slowing to look over at Mike, he was wanking his big hard cock, watching on with such a turned on look in his eyes.......
"Euh... Je suis trop excitée ! J'ai envie de te baiser maintenant, ma pute blanche!"( Umm....I am to horny!! I want to fuck you now, my white whore!) Claude shouted out. He pulled his cock from my mouth and in almost one move flipped me up of the seat, turned me around and pushed my back onto the seat facing away from him now, but on my knees on the chair, bum in the air. The anticipation was incredible as I could no longer see Claude other than a reflection on the train door about 10 feet away.
I was so horny and wet my heart was almost bursting out of my chest, I felt him flip my dress up, and pull my thong from my ass and to the side, digging in to one of my bum cheeks.
"oui oui" he said as I spat onto his fingers and ran then the length of my soaking cunt, I was almost ready to cum right there and then, when I felt him enter me. My pussy was stretched incredible wide as his first thrust went in deep and hard. It was like a lightening bolt in my hips as he started to fuck me over and over with his massive black cock. I could view it all in the door up a head, watching him do me from behind, slapping my big white ass with his huge hands , leaving a red hand print on my ass each time, I have had fantasy fucks before but this was different level. I came hard, within what seemed only seconds, but he didnt let up, deeper and deeper over and over, until I felt that final thrust inside my pussy and his legs shake a little as he filled me with his cum. I had turned round off my knees to sit facing Claude again, the black stranger I had just been fucked by on a train, his massive member softening up and hanging down as slipped it back into his thong, the sweat dripping from him. I sat, my dress still up around my waist, and could feel his cum start to seep out of me, and was going to pull my thong back across when he stopped me.
"non non, madame, votre mari doit vous réclamer, venez la baiser", (no no, mrs, your husband needs to claim you back, come her and fuck her), Claude said to me, as he turned to Mike, who cock was rock hard from watching me being taken.
"come, come" Claude instructed, as he lifted my legs up in the air and pulled me to the edge of the seat, I could see the look in Mikes eyes as he was so horny and turned on from what he had just seen. My pussy was wide open and soaking wet, as Claudes cum slipped out, Mike got down in front of me, and without saying a word to each other, pushed his stiff dick inside my cum filled pussy. Leaning down onto me he held me tight as he fucked me, it felt to sloppy, naughty, horny all in one as my husband fucked another mans cum back inside me, it didn't take long and Mike was cumming also, he deep noises as he came, indicated he was satisfied, he pulled out and watched as both lots of cum covered my pussy lips, I pulled my thong back across and let me head roll back........
"billets"(tickets) the ticket collector shouted as he struggled down the packed train, as I woke up with a startle!!! What a dream, as I looked across as the black guy still seated across from me, and Mike sleeping across the aisle.
As we pulled into the next station the speakers announced, "prochaine station Paris Gard de l'Est", "Claude", got up to leave, as he did so he placed his hand under the lip of my dress just about touching my pussy, lowered his sunny glasses and gave me wink. Turned and exited the train, with that Mike awoke from his dazed nap. My underwear was wet through...........
"Have I just had the best dream" I leaned across and whispered to him........... |
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