A DECADENT LIFE; MADAME ELVIRA BEAUREGARD-WILMOTTE (fm:oral sex, 1564 words) [4/4] show all parts | |||
| Author: Thomas B | |||
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| Elvira seduces a jockey and then invites the sheik to please her mouth | |||
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Juan did. “Madame, since I was eighteen, women have complained that it is too painful. Please let me.”Shocked, stunned, disbelief, astonishment, perhaps flabbergasted are words that makes sense. Juan Mendoza went down on her.
You would have thought that with all the lovers she had, and her beauty there would have been one, other than Crown Prince Ludwig, who would have offered to eat her pussy.
And she recalled that Ludwig, a man in his seventies only ate her because it was the only way he could get hard.
Sometimes it was her reputation, other times Madame Beauregard-Willmotte insisted on sucking their cocks. Whatever, men just never got around to it and she never suggested it. She was anxious to feel their cocks crossing her lips. Always.
She wasn’t a virgin as you know, but when Juan Mendoza’s tongue made love to her pussy, it was a revelation. He took her places she’d never been.
Those women back at the Longchamps racecourse claimed that Juan could ride them all night. Tonight, he ate Madame Beauregard-Willmotte, perhaps not all night, but most of the night. “Madame, I’ve never eaten a finer pussy. I think you’re ready now. Let me mount you.”
In the moment, yes was the only answer. There’d been an orgasm, then another and another. Her pussy was drenched.
She wasn’t ready. It hurt, but Juan Mendoza did indeed ride her like he rode Tornado: hard.
In the morning, Juan insisted on starting her day with his tongue. Even though Madame Beauregard-Willmotte begged to please him with her mouth, after perhaps an hour of the most amazing pussy eating, he mounted her.
That long, fat cock fucked her relentlessly. “Madame, you have the most delicious pussy and my cock has never been anywhere as warm and wet as your womanly opening.”
His words were soothing, but her pussy was sore.
When he finished, she insisted that she needed a long hot bath to take the soreness away.
He was gone while she was in the bath but left a note: “come to the track this afternoon. I’ll be on a horse that I’ll ride just like I plan to ride your pussy tonight. You were amazing and delicious, too.”
The bath took some of the soreness away. It helped but only a little. By early afternoon, she was on her chartered jet back to Paris.
Worse than the pain, she never got to suck Juan Medoza’s cock. Elvira couldn’t imagine that she’d ever get to suck one that big. It was a short, but sad flight home.
On the plane, she made a call, “Your Majesty, I wonder if you might be coming to Paris in the near future?”
“Madame Beauregard-Willmotte is there something I can do for you?” Sheik Ibrahim bin Ibrahim asked.
“Ummm, Your Majesty, I know I took you for a test drive in the Ferrari, you were so generous to give me but I was just thinking, I don’t think I thanked you properly.”
“I see. Let me check my schedule. Ah yes, I have a meeting in Brussels next week. I can arrange to spend a day or two in Paris,” he laughed.
“Your Majesty, if I could prevail upon you to leave for your meeting early; perhaps tonight. I would show you my appreciation like never before.”
“Would it help if I took a pill?”
“You would do that for me? If you take it as soon as you land, Your Majesty’s majestic manhood will be ready by the time you get to my flat. Thank you.”
It was early morning when he arrived. Thankfully, Sheik Ibrahim bin Ibrahim slept on the plane.
Why?
Because as soon as Madame Beauregard-Wilmotte closed the door behind him, she was helping him out of his robe, and then she was on her knees.
He looked down on her; a position that he fully expected women to be in. However, not one of his wives or the numerous other women he’d been with knew what to do while on their knees quite like this woman.
“Oh, Your Majesty, you are as hard as ever. Just looking at you standing tall has my pussy leaking. Your cock is more magnificent than I remember.” Then it was in her mouth.
He patted her head. “Madame, you’re a good girl. I’m so pleased you called. Now, do you remember what I like?” He called her a girl, even though she was closer to fifty than forty.
Slowly her lips slid over his cockhead and down his shaft. Yes, the madame knew what the Sheik liked. He liked it when she made his cock disappear all the way down her throat.
Once she did that, he liked Elvira to fuck it slowly and sometimes to fuck it fast. He’d let her know. ‘Hmmmmmm, hmmmmmmmmm, hmmmmmmmm.”
“Madame, you have the most marvelous mouth. I like it when your actions let me know how much you love sucking my royal cock.”
Madame Beauregard-Wilmotte slowly took it out of her mouth. “Your Majesty, I am so grateful for this honor. Being able to service your majestic manhood on my knees is the best thing that has happened to me.” She opened her mouth wide. “Feed me, Your Majesty. Feed my starving mouth.”
The Sheik put his cock on her tongue. “You are starving, aren’t you?” he laughed.
She mumbled, “starving for your cock.”
The pill kept his cock hard. The pill kept him from cumming. The pill allowed Madame Beauregard-Wilmotte to suck and suck. When he did cum, his explosion was huge, thanks to the pill.
The pill still worked later that night, He sat on a sofa, legs spread. “Come here, madame, my cock is ready for your lips.”
“Thank you, Your Majesty. Your cock is like an eighteen-year-old boy looking at his first titty magazine.”
“Thanks to those pretty lips.”
Sheik Ibrahim bin Ibrahim stayed a week. He took a pill every day. His cock never quit. There was no fucking and no pussy eating,
Madame Beauregard-Wilmotte used a lip balm and that stunning red lip stick. Those lips never quit.
TO BE CONTINUED
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