Rafiq walked over to the car and kissed Nicole on her left cheek, her right and then again on the left. “It is wonderful to meet you,” he said in his heavily accented English.
Jack walked round the car and shook hands with Rafiq. “Told you she was beautiful,” he said with a smile. Walking past the table he took a big gulp from one of the glasses of wine and then excused himself to go to the bathroom.
“Your clothes are a little in disarray, mademoiselle,” Rafiq said and Nicole blushed. She had forgotten the whole of her cleavage was on display and a substantial part of each creamy breast, and her jeans were unzipped and exposed the tiny line of fine blonde hairs that led to the lips of her pussy. She was unsure whether to button her jacket to cover her exposed breasts or zip up her jeans and was about to reach down when Rafiq was suddenly standing next to her, pressing her back against the car door, his face only inches from hers, his lips open slightly, his eyes hooded. He stroked the fingers of one hand across the smooth skin of her belly, then delved deep into the opening of her cunt, syrupy wet from the climax her father had given her in the car.
Nicole’s lips met Rafiq’s. He tasted of honey, red wine and the meat they were going to have for lunch. She could smell the scent of sweet tobacco and sandalwood on his skin and, just as she had for her father, Nicole reached her fingers up and flicked open the last buttons holding closed her denim jacket, willing Rafiq to take her breasts in his mouth, to suckle her nipples as he finger-fucked her. Rafiq obliged, bending his head and closing his teeth, gently, round the taut tip of her nipple. Almost immediately Nicole shuddered in orgasm but this time instead of moaning aloud in ecstasy, as she had when her father made her come only minutes before, her cry of release was stifled by Rafiq’s lips meeting hers in obvious desire.
And then, unhurriedly, Rafiq stepped back, his finger sliding from the depths of Nicole’s cunt with an audible slurp and he went to fetch her a glass of wine while she straightened her clothes. Her father appeared and announced that lunch was ready; Nicole sat where Rafiq held her chair, trembling slightly from the intensity of her climax.
Lunch was delicious, both the food and the conversation, her father and Rafiq gently flirting with her and keeping her aroused by telling in detail the story of when Rafiq had fucked her father who, in turn, was fucking Zidi. Nicole felt wonderfully relaxed but she was still cautious about helping herself to a second glass of wine until her father reached across and poured her a full glass.
“Darling, you’re in France and you’re on holiday,” he said. “Just drink as much as you like. You’re here to enjoy yourself, okay?”
Nicole felt a surge of love for him but she sensed there was an unspoken agreement between the two men and knew that, very shortly, she would be lying naked under the muscular body of the handsome Moroccan, bucking and shuddering as he brought her to orgasm. She shivered with anticipation, guessing that Rafiq would spend much of the time sodomizing her, repeatedly burying his massive prick in her back passage and filling her rectum to overflowing with the contents of his balls.
And so it proved. When lunch was finished Jack pushed his chair back, lit a small cigar and sat drinking a glass of wine while Rafiq reached across the table for Nicole’s hand and drew her to her feet. She smiled at her father and then followed the Moroccan upstairs to a beautiful, airy room that she realized was hers because there, in the middle of a pile of pillows at the headboard, was a small white teddy bear, the words ‘Jacadi’ embroidered on the base of one paw. A squirt bottle of lube stood on the nightstand and, in front of it, a note in her father’s handwriting said, ‘His name’s Jacques. Have fun, Dad’.
It was hot, the sun beating on the shuttered windows outside, the room itself in semi-darkness. Without a word Nicole stripped off her clothes at the same time as Rafiq peeled off his loose cotton pants and silk shirt. Her eyes met his as she took in his dark skin, his long thick sex hanging half-erected between his legs surrounded by a thick mass of black hair. In turn she felt Rafiq’s hungry gaze on the heavy globes of her breasts, the tips taut with her arousal, and the cleft at the top of her legs, covered with a fine down of blonde hairs. She turned around for him, allowing him to appraise the full curves of her buttocks, and reached behind her to pull open the cheeks of her ass, displaying the dark crinkle of her anus to him in invitation.
Nicole looked over her shoulder and saw Rafiq walk toward her. His now fully erect cock came into contact with the small of her back, the large knob glistening with juice. If he had wanted to he could have positioned his cock on her anal sphincter and pushed the glans into her rectum. Nicole relaxed in readiness, aware that Rafiq’s prick was bigger than her father’s, the only other man who had ever sodomized her.
But it was not what Rafiq wanted. He kissed along her neck and up to the lobe of her ears, his teeth closing on the skin without breaking the surface. Then he turned her to face him and put his hands on her shoulders, pressing down gently. Immediately Nicole knelt in front of him and reached up, running her fingers through the luxuriant black hair at his groin. She grasped hold of the thick erect shaft of Rafiq’s cock, pulled it downwards toward her and opened her mouth wide, holding the jerking prick firmly between her lips, her tongue licking over the juicy knob end.
Rafiq reached down and caught hold of Nicole’s long, blonde hair. Pulling her head forward he sank his cock into her mouth with a sigh of pleasure, his penis swelling as she licked and sucked it expertly. For several minutes he luxuriated in the sensation and then withdrew his throbbing shaft and lay down on the bed. Nicole, realizing what he wanted, climbed on as well, her legs straddling the Moroccan’s face. As she leaned forward and inserted the waiting cock into her mouth once more, she felt Rafiq’s head slide between her legs, followed by the delicious sensation of having her cunt and asshole licked and lapped slowly and deeply, Rafiq savoring the taste and scent of her anus as he lingered over his favored opening.
Nicole continued in this way for some time, sucking Rafiq’s prick deep into her mouth with long, drawing strokes, squirming her dripping pussy onto his face, smearing her juices over his mouth and cheeks, feeling intense pleasure as he sucked her clit and rimmed her. Then she began to lose control, taking Rafiq’s cock urgently into her mouth, her body squirming as her orgasm began to build. Quickly Rafiq squirmed from underneath her and urged her up onto all fours. Kneeling behind her, Rafiq reached for the lube and squirted some into the palm of his hand, then slathered it over the head and down the shaft of his prick. Nicole trembled as she felt the cool liquid drip onto her anal sphincter then Rafiq positioned his jerking prick on the tiny opening and pushed forward, working the swollen glans against the muscle until it gave way. Nicole gasped as the weapon penetrated her asshole a good four inches. She wriggled her backside in an effort to accommodate the thick cock more comfortably, and with a groan of satisfaction from deep in his chest Rafiq pushed forward again, burying the full length of his manhood between the soft cheeks of Nicole’s ass.
Leaning forward Rafiq rested his weight on his hands, his chest pressing into Nicole’s back. He began to fuck the tight, slippery asshole that was holding his cock, his stomach slapping down on Nicole’s shapely buttocks with a rhythmic slapping sound. Taking his hands off the bed, his weight supported on Nicole’s back, he reached between her legs and slid two fingers between her legs to close them gently either side of her erect clit. Then he continued fucking her in the ass, masturbating her at the same time.
Nicole straightened her arms, feeling Rafiq’s weight on her back. As the Moroccan stroked her clit and fucked her asshole with fast downward strokes, she felt her orgasm surging deep in her belly. With a loud cry she squeezed her buttocks together tightly and let go, hot, thick liquid filling her pussy. Rafiq, feeling his fingers dripping with the syrupy juice, jammed his prick deep into Nicole’s asshole. He ground his hips in a circular motion and released a stream of gushing sperm into her bowels, expelling his breath in a sigh of exquisite pleasure.
As Nicole predicted, it was the first of many times Rafiq climaxed in the next four hours, taking his pleasure in her ass and mouth. Time and again she took the cock that had just been buried deep in her back passage equally deeply into her throat, guessing the sodomy session was finally nearing its end when Rafiq urged her to squat over him as he lay on his back on the bed, the distended opening of her asshole inches from his mouth, squeezing her rectal muscles to force out the mass of thick sperm deposited in her bowels so that he could swallow his own thick, salty ejaculate. Nicole shivered in ecstasy, delighting in what Rafiq was doing. He responded by reaching up to grasp her buttocks and slid his thumbs gently past the relaxed muscle of her anus then extended his tongue and licked as far into her rectum as he could. It felt wonderful and Nicole trembled in climax, losing count of how many times she had come in the time Rafiq had been pleasuring her.
Nicole felt like a well-fed cat when Rafiq finished rimming her and then slid off the bed, reaching for his clothes. She lay on her side, her head on the pillow, watching him as he dressed, his long, dark sex hanging down between his legs. She was exhausted and could hardly respond when Rafiq pulled on his pants and shirt, smiled at her, then leaned over and kissed the slope of her uppermost breast.
“We do this again very soon?” he asked, and Nicole heard a hesitation in his voice. It was as if she had done everything expected of her but Rafiq wanted to know she had enjoyed their lovemaking as much as he had.
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