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Kara's Abduction, Part 11
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Chapter 11. Paris continued
They dined that evening with Boris and Collette, a
charming, beautiful couple in their early forties. Collette was
a stunning blond, and Boris was very dark, tall, and rugged
looking. When they were introduced to her, both of them
seemed to stare at Kara as though she were naked. Kara felt
her nipples hardening beneath the thin material of the gown,
and Collette grinned when she noticed them.
"She looks delicious, Robert," Collette mused.
"She is, as you'll soon find out, but first let's go to
dinner. I've made reservations here in the hotel, if that's
okay."
They walked from the elevator through a long narrow
corridor filled with glass cases containing a variety of jewelry
and women's accessories. [Author's note: When I was dining
here one evening as we walked through the corridor a striking
blond was coming with her escort from the other direction.
Turned out to be Cheryl Tiegs! Another tall, leggy "waif,"
huh, Kara.] At the end of the corridor we entered the dining
room. It was dark, and filled with antiques. The upholstered
chairs were comfortable, and every table was adorned with
fresh cut flowers and ornate silver candlesticks holding two
small candles each.
Prior to dinner, they sipped Kir Royales, champagne
with a dollop of creme de casis in it. Afterward, Robert and
Kara dined on the Ritz's famous trois grille ensemble,
consisting of a small filet mignon, a small veal steak, and a
small but thick slice of pork cutlet. Each piece of meat was
accompanied by its own special sauce, and each was
incredibly delicious, enhanced by the wonderful Chambertin
burgundy Robert selected for their meal.
During dinner Kara learned that Boris was Austrian.
He had met Collette during a business trip to Paris, and dated
her whenever he was in Paris. Robert had known Boris from
years past, apparently, and only recently met Collette.
Clearly, however, it appeared he had fucked her. After
dinner, while sipping twenty year old cognacs, Robert began
quietly relating the sexual things Kara had been doing for
him, beginning with their first evening in the downstairs room,
continuing through Kara's ordeal with Opali and Riga,
Kara's orgy, what they'd done on the plane during the flight
over, and the events of that day, including the limo driver and
the old man.
"Sounds like she's incredibly submissive," Collette
mused. "Are you, darling?"
"Yes. I am. For Robert," Kara said quietly. "I'll do
anything he asks of me."
"Anything. Well," Boris said, raising his eyebrows.
"Knowing Robert that could encompass quite a lot. He's the
kinkiest, most perverted bastard I know," Boris said
affectionately, clapping Robert on the back.
"Which is exactly why we love him so, Boris, and you
know it," Collette said. "How soon can we go party. I
desperately need a cock in my pussy, or Kara's tongue," she
added, staring directly at Kara.
Robert signed for the bill, requested a bucket of
champagne to be sent up to their room, and they went
upstairs. In the room, Robert and Boris took off their jackets
and ties, while Collette went into the bathroom.
"Take off your dress, darling," Robert said softly to
Kara. "Let them see how beautiful your smooth, naked pussy
is."
Kara blushed under the intense stare from Boris, then
reached behind her and unclasped the dress, pulling the
zipper down to her waist as she kicked off her shoes.
Stepping out of the dress, she walked to the closet wearing
nothing but her silk, taupe bikini panties, the matching garter
belt Robert had insisted she wear, and her dark brown nylon
stockings. She hung the dress in the closet and turned back
toward the men. No one spoke, and the sound of Collette
flushing the toilet in the next room seemed somehow almost
sexy, knowing what she'd just done in there. The bathroom
door opened, and Collette walked out, naked.
"Hmmm, what a pretty little kitten. Elle est une oie
blanche, Robert, n'est-ce pas?"
"A oie blanche, darling, literally translated means
white goose,' but the French use that term to mean an
innocent young girl." Then, turning toward Collette, "she was
when I first met her, Collette, but not any more. Are you
darling?"
"Test me. Find out for yourself," Kara said to Collette.
Slowly, Kara reached down and began rolling her panties
down over her hips, exposing her naked, smooth pussy.
"Oewww. Like a baby's. I love it, Robert. How sexy,"
Collette said, admiring Kara's naked cunt.
As Kara stepped out of the panties, there was a knock
at the door. Robert opened it, and let the room service waiter
into the room. It was the same waiter who had seen Kara in
the bath earlier. Now here she was, naked again, with a
naked woman and another man in the room with her.
Obviously the waiter must think her a whore, and perhaps she
was. Hadn't she accepted an expensive watch from Robert
today? Yet somehow she didn't feel as though the watch were
payment for anything.
"Over here," Robert was saying, as the waiter stared at
the two naked women. He sat the tray down and proceeded
to open the bottle of champagne, popping the cork silently
into a towel, then asked if he should pour glasses for
everyone. Robert told him to please do so, so he did. Then
Robert said something to the man in French, and the man
quickly looked at Kara. Boris and Collette clapped with
glee, then waited to see what would happen. The waiter
wiped sweat off his lips, then appeared to be protesting
something, but Robert took out his wallet and offered the man
several francs. The man looked at Kara again, then seemed
to be thinking before making a decision. Finally he agreed to
whatever Robert had suggested, and took the money, quickly
slipping it into his pocket. Then, as with the old man on the
boat that day, the waiter unzipped his trousers and took out
his cock. It was huge, and already quite hard.
"Darling?" Robert said to Kara. Her pussy was
dripping wet again, and this time instead of simply playing
with the stranger's cock, she walked over to him and sunk to
her knees in the thick carpet, taking the cock in her hand,
then drawing it toward her mouth.
"Oh yes, suck it," Collette gasped, sliding her fingers
deeply up inside her pussy as she watched Kara blowing the
waiter. Robert and Boris undressed, and walked over next to
where Collette was sitting. In moments she was taking turns
sucking them while Kara blew the waiter.
"Mon dieu! J'arrive, j'arrive!" the waiter moaned, and
suddenly Kara felt his cock swelling inside her mouth. Filled
with an insane desire to perform for Collette and Boris, Kara
withdrew the man's spurting cock and aimed it toward her
face. Ropes of hot, thick cum splashed on her cheeks, then
down onto her outstretched tongue, splattering down her chin
and onto her breasts. Kara reached out and ran the tip of her
tongue over the waiter's cock, causing him to groan again.
With a sadistic growl, she reached under the man's balls, then
behind him, between the crack of his ass, searching for and
finding the man's anus. With a rough plunge she drove her
middle finger up inside the man's asshole, fucking him as she
continued to jerk on his cock.
"AHHHHH!" he gasped, as another huge gob of cum
spurted out of his cock and onto Kara's face. Then he was
finished, moving away from Kara, quickly zipping up his
pants, nodding to everyone as he darted for the door. Kara
crawled over to where Collette was sucking the men, parted
Collette's legs, then leaned forward. The smell of hot cunt
from Collette's pussy was strong, and a tremor coursed
through Kara's body as she leaned into the dark thatch of
cunt hair in front of her face. She stroked it lovingly for a
moment, feeling how hot and wet it was, then pulled the
pussy open, exposing ripples of oily pink flesh. With a growl,
Kara dove her face forward, burying it in Collette's gaping
cunt, sucking and licking the pungent juices as Collette
gasped somewhere above her.
"Oh Robert, elle est magnifique!" Collette shrieked,
lifting her legs, placing them over Kara's shoulders. Trapped
between Collette's thighs, Kara couldn't see what was
happened above her, but she felt someone postioning her on
her knees and knew it could only be Robert or Boris. But
which one? Then a hand was stroking her between the crack
of her ass, spreading something, something cool and sticky, a
lubricant. He was putting it in her asshole, pushing it up
inside her with a finger, then two. As Kara felt her ass being
invaded by the fingers, she lapped and sucked Collette's pussy
even harder. Then she felt it. A huge cockhead, much thicker
than Robert's, so it had to belong to Boris. She tried to turn to
verify who it was, but Collette squeezed her thighs together so
tightly Kara couldn't escape.
When the thick cock began to slide inside her ass,
Kara groaned. It hurt, badly, at first, but then another
sensation began to overtake her. As the thick cock plunged in
and out of her sticky asshole, Kara reached down and began
rubbing her clit, sensing the approach of a glorious orgasm.
"Ummmmm," she groaned, mashing her face into
Collette's dripping cunt, feeling some of the mucous juices
filling her nose. Kara gasped, inhaled as deeply as she
could, filling her lungs with a deep breath, then buried her
face in the wet cunt again, pushing her tongue as far up inside
Collette's pulsating body as she could.
"She's tight, Robert. Is this her first time, in the ass?"
"I don't believe so, no. But she isn't experienced with
it. Seems to like it, though," Robert said. Kara could hear
Collette sucking his cock, and for a moment pangs of jealousy
raced through her body. Then she realized how silly that was.
Robert was hers. Wasn't he? It was only fair that he enjoy sex
with other people, too. Still... Admit it, Kara. You don't like
this bitch having him, do you? You ARE jealous, you silly
cunt. Well forget it. Just enjoy yourself. Show this old broad
how an American slut can perform. Do something outrageous
to her, something they'll all remember for a long time.
As Boris fucked her ass, Kara lifted Collette's body up
off the chair and brought her further forward, closer to Kara's
face. Then, with a demented growl, Kara leaned lower and
began licking Collette's ass, darting her tongue into the
opening to Collette's anus.
"Mon DIEU!" Collette gasped, feeling the tip of Kara's
tongue sliding inside her asshole. "Oh oui, OUI, OUI,
OUIIIII!" she cried out, bucking her ass against Kara's
probing tongue. "She eats my ass, Boris. Her tongue... it's
inside my body, licking me... AHHHHHHHHHH!" Collette
screamed, her head jerking back and forth, as Robert released
a torrent of cum all over her face.
Boris groaned, watching as Robert wiped his spurting
cock across Collette's cheeks, then holding her head so he
could shoot cum direclty into her mouth, coating her lips and
chin with his thick jism. Boris felt his cock erupt as well, and
pushed hard against Kara's ass, jamming the thick prick
deeply inside her. Kara screamed, her fingers flying over her
clit as her own orgasm slammed into her like a tidal wave,
causing her body to spasm uncontrollably, as though her
brain were being fried. She jerked and twitched violently,
wondering briefly if this was what it would feel like to be
electocuted. She felt as though she could feel every drop of
cum Boris shot into her ass, and when she slowly removed her
tongue from Collette's dark anus, to resume eating the
woman's pussy again, Collette dropped her legs to the floor
and simply lay there, totally spent, her pussy stretched widely
apart, allowing Kara to suck and eat the thick juices that ran
down into her mouth from Collette's pussy.
Robert crawled down onto the floor next to her, and
grinned at her. Kara could smell the scents from Collette's
asshole and pussy on her face, and clearly so could Robert.
His nostrils twitched and his eyes turned cloudy with lust.
Leaning forward, Robert began to lick the juices off Kara's
face, lapping at her like a dog cleaning a plate of steak
drippings. Kara fell back onto the floor, dragging Robert
down with her, on top of her. Collette slid off the chair and
down to the floor, then leaned down and began kissing
Kara's cheek as Robert kissed her lips. Boris joined them as
well, and soon she felt his lips caressing her neck. All of them
continued to kiss her, then slowly she felt them moving down
her body. She closed her eyes and lay there, letting them use
her, allowing them to suck and nibble on her tits, feeling them
moving lower, down over her thin rib cage, over her
stomach.... Someone dipped a tongue into her navel, licking
and probing her there, driving her wild. Then the three pair
of lips were moving lower, spreading her thighs, kissing and
nibbling on them as well, until finally, someone began eating
her cunt.
"Oh Goddddd," Kara moaned, as they began to lift
her up off the floor. She looked up briefly, and saw Robert
licking her clit. Boris was standing, and had her ankles in his
grasp, spreading her as he lifted her. Kara watched as best
she could as Collette moved behind her. Robert's head was
buried in Kara's cunt, so she couldn't see exactly what
Collette was doing, but then she felt it. Collette began eating
Kara's ass, sucking on it, as Boris spun her over slowly, then
lowered her to the floor. Kara was on her knees now, her
head resting on the floor, her ass up in the air. Collette was
behind her, and Kara could feel Collette's lips on on her ass,
licking between her ass crack, probing to enter the same anus
her lover had fucked moments ago.
"Oooooouuuuhhh," Kara grunted as Robert's tongue
slid inside her pussy. Boris sank to his knees in front of
Kara's face and began rubbing his cock across her lips.
Kara immediately opened her mouth and sucked the slippery
cock inside, tasting herself on it, shivering again over the
depraved realization of where the cock had been. She felt it
begin to grow in her mouth, and wondered if Boris would be
able to come again. Strangely, she found herself praying that
he would, and vowed to do everything possible to make it
happen. She was beginning to understand what turned Robert
on now, and she knew he loved seeing her with other men,
loved seeing them coming on her body, and especially on her
face, so it was what she wanted, too.
Collette's tongue in her ass was doing magical things....
It feels like what a young boy's cock would feel
like. Hmmm, I wonder what that would be like.
To have a young boy. Or a dog. I wonder if
Robert would ever like to see me with a dog.
Oh my God, Kara, look what you've become.
You're a slut, a wanton slut. Yeah, and I love it!
Suddenly Boris groaned, and even though he wasn't
totally hard again yet, Kara felt his cock erupting inside her
mouth, spilling cum over her lips as she pushed the cock out
of her mouth with her tongue.
Kara began to come again herself, crying, making
little mewing sounds, squealing, gasping, swearing, flopping
around on the floor as Robert and Collette continued eating
her two holes. Then finally it was over. She sank to the floor,
and drifted off, savoring the overpoweringly sexy stench from
the juices coating her face....
To be continued??? Maybe, maybe not.... Craver
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