If I can leave my pussy alone for long enough, I will be adding the very tastfull, highly artistic, “cunt rammed full of chain” video later today.
If I cant leave it alone I will be adding the tasteless, unartistic, “cunt rammed full of chain” video even later today.
As I whispered in his ear “you, me, fuck, now”;. I turned him around and looked at him and he looked away. The poor guy cannot have been a year over 23 or so and clearly was a little impressed by my approach. Well, whatever, he had a duty to fulfil and by the looks of it he was ready for it. I kept his hard cock in my hand through his jeans and grabbed his jaw. I kissed him full on the mouth and finally he did respond. I then moved him away from the boxes when suddenly he seemed to wake up out his shock. He took my hands and this caused the towel to drop which he did not seemed bothered about. He moved me to one of the big barrels which we had in the cellars and made me bend over forward on one of them…
It felt a little strange to let him take full control but I decided to let him have his way. Although I was on my stomach bent over this barrel I could feel his cock had grown to an enormous size. The next thing that happened made me raise my eyebrows but by then I was already so fucking horny I did not really think about it. He managed to quickly tie my hands to the side of the barrel and my feet to the floor. So there I was spread eagle and completely naked whilst the young stud with no name was fully dressed and standing behind me. I could hear him laugh as he undid his trousers.
He started to walk around the barrel as he mumbled some incomprehensible words in French all of which seemed rather pleasant. I think he said something like put it in or putain or so. When he reached the front he got a hold of my long black hair and pulled it up. this made my mouth gape and before I knew it I had his cock inside it. It was big indeed. Lord B would be pleased with the footage of this delivery. I started sucking his cock as if my life depended on it and I could feel his precum drip into my mouth and throat. He then pulled back and put is hand on my back and moved around the back making me eager with anticipation that he would enter me from behind. I felt his hand turn into a fist and I remember feeling glad I was all oiled up. I mean he did have small hands but still a fist in one go hurts even for an experienced arse fuckee such as myself.
To my suprise nothing of the sort happened. Instead I felt something cold and smooth enter my cunt and quickly after that the same shape entered my arse. He then touched my clit and with a scream I had my orgasm. I do not actually recall having an orgasm in the cellars in the house in France but there is a first for everything I suppose. I don’t know how but I managed to hold on to the two whatever they were things in my arse and cunt when he walked around the front again. He had his cock in his hand and again he said something like “open” so I opened my mouth in anticipation. Instead he laughed, had three more wanks and then came all over my hair, eyes and face. He laughed again and emptied my cunt and arse.he then put two full bottles of wine in front of me both vintage years of Chateau Grand Cunte. He left me with a quick kiss on the lips which were still soaked in his cum.
Guess what Lord B said when he found me there a few hours later…
During my last trip to the South of France I had the most irritating event happening to me. It all started with taking delivery of our wine for the house. We always make sure we have the cellars well stocked which get from the local wine merchant. Lord B and the guy go way back to the days when I was not in the picture yet and we have not changed our ways. Anyway, we put in our order for delivery that afternoon and I did not worry about it as I took a nap by the poolside. I must have dozed off as I was awakened by the sound of the bell of the side door of the house (tradesmen dont get access to the house through the main door) and the seemed to be no one answering the door. Obviously as I was minding my own business in my own house I had not bothered to wear a bikini or anything and besides that I was all oiled up to get the most beautiful sun tan. This also meant that I was in no state to open the door to anyone.
The sound however did not stop and after some 5 minutes I could bear it no longer. I was utterly annoyed that none of the staff could be bothered to answer the door and all I could do was get up, slap a towel around me and I went to check who was irritating the daylight out of me. I looked through the small window next to the door and all I could see was the van of the wine merchant. I thought what the hell, the old geezer is in no position to do anything so I opened the door to let him do his delivery. As soon as I saw through the door opening my mind changed to taking a whole other sort of delivery.
There must have been a change in ownership or whatever but this was definitely not the guy running the wine merchant. I barely managed to hold on to my towel which seemed to have shrunk to minuscle proportions as I gazed at the yound stud standing there with a grin on his face.he was clearly pleasantly surprised as well as he took me in from top to toe and back again. I was holding on to the towel but it was only coveruing part of my body and clearly the top of my tits were on display in their shiny state. As I tried to correct my cover I could only do it in such a way that my cunt came into view including my pierced lips…
I only just about managed to ask him if he was there to deliver the wine we ordered which he confirmed. I showed him the door to the cellars and made sure I decended ahead of him. As if he had not seen anything yet. When we got downstairs I switched on the lights and showed him where he could put the boxes. I then took a close look at him seeing that he seemed to have all the right equipment in the right place. He was wearing tight jeans which made things a lot easier to spot and on top of that he was wearing a white tshirt with some French nonsense on it. I told him I would wait here for him to bring the second lot of boxes down and I started to think of a plan for some fun.
When he came downstairs again I walked up just behind him when he was putting down the boxes of wine. I put my hand in his thick black hair and my other on his ever so tight backside. I then moved my hand slowly from his backside to the front where I found his well shaped hard cock. In the meantime he did not move and he seemed frozen in shock. As if I cared. I grabbed his hair and whispered in his ear …………………to be cuntinued!
