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Extraits du Baiser Moi

Extraits du Baiser Moi

Voici quelques extraits de mon histoire en français pour vérifier la censure. Vous pouvez lire l’original dans l’épisode 17 – Baiser Moi (Fuck Me).Please do not read if easily offended by u******e sex, i****t and masturbation.
In Bed
Early one Sunday morning Tony roused from a wet dream to find a young woman’s body straddling his prick and rubbing her tits up and down his chest.
“Hush”, she purred “mustn’t wake your sister”.
Tony had already run his hands up and down her sides – taught firm flesh, and checked out her breast size – too small and pointy to be his twin sister Sam. He well knew Sam’s as a wobbly 34D pair; these were certainly no more than a delicious firm B cup, with dark hard thrusting nipples.
“Good morning” he replied “who are you and what are you doing jamming that luscious wet cunt onto my throbbing pole at 6 o’clock?”
“Your mum said you had loads of spare spunk, so I was sent in to relieve you of some”.
Just then Sam, his twin sister walked in carrying two cups of tea. Sam was wearing just the silky French knickers he had bought for her birthday. Like most presents it was as much for his pleasure, ideal for fucking her through the wide leg openings and feeling the soft satin fabric against his balls.
“What are you doing fucking my brother?” she demanded “that’s my job on Sundays” leaning over to stroke Giselle’s damp arse cheeks. On the radio a news item on Human Genetics is discussing the problems of getting enough sperm donors.
After watching Giselle bouncing up and down on his shiny prick, Sam pushes against the bum cheeks and her brother’s prick leaves the tight fleshy folds and stands up, glistening proudly with Giselle’s juices. She eases Giselle forwards, pulling her arse cheeks apart and slips both thumbs between the soft lips. Taking Tony’s cock down her throat, it tastes of raspberry-flavoured sex-lubricant and Giselle’s perfume.
Sam: “I love the taste of your raspberry juice; it’s so slippery, I can hardly grip your pussy lips”.
Giselle: “That’s the idea baby: keep chewing and I might cum on your face”.
Sam alternates between sucking the juices off her brother’s cock and licking more out of Giselle’s arse, until with a grunt Tony pumps a large quantity of spunk down her throat.
Flipping Giselle over onto her back she traces the letters tattooed into her pubes with a finger “B”, “a”, “i”, “s”, “e”, ‘r” and lower down almost hidden in the jet-black hairy triangle “M”, “o”, “i”.
“Baiser Moi” exclaims Sam. “Fuck Me” replies Tony “who did this?”

Signing Up
Downstairs, after breakfast, Tony is sat at the laptop signing up on web site – Giselle watches over his shoulder.
Question 12: Can Giselle fuck you up the arse with her black strap-on?
Study these 6 photographs of naked c***dren, answer the questions:
Question 13: Determine their gender [photos only show bottoms, some wearing thongs][All boys, All girls, 3 of each, don’t care I would fuck them all anyway]

Country House
Once we were taken to the owner’s country house, I remember it had gym full of fucking machines, I had never seen so many together. Most of the party guests were stunningly dressed females in their fifties. There was a swimming pool of naked c***dren, face down in the water, we could just see their naked bottoms bobbing up and down. When the Minister called they all rushed over, dripping wet, mostly girls under 10, a few boys trying to hide erections. When they spotted the guests they walked demurely to another room to get dried and dressed. They came back later; the boy just wearing tiny pyjama shorts, and the girl a very short skirt and padded bikini top. The boy and young girl kissed each guest lightly on the lips, and then sat on their aunt – the Minister’s lap chatting about their adventures.
Her niece whispered “Aunty who is that strange girl?” pointing at Yasmin “she seems to have a penis”.
“Come over here” called out her aunt.
Yasmin crawled over on hands and knees trying to hide his erection from the c***dren, and knelt between the Minister’s feet “How can I pleasure you Mistress?” he fawned.
“Not now, not in front of the c***dren”, and then “Yes my lovely c***dren, this is Yasmin, she is a trans-sexual”.
As Yasmin stood up the little girl grabbed his erection and twisted to see if it came off “Please can we play with her, aunty?”.
“Yes can we?” echoed her brother, grabbing hold of the chain between Yasmin’s nipples “Are these real?”
Yasmin walked off with her niece and nephew, hand-in-hand, to a quiet corner of the room. He lay down on a mattress lifting up the girl’s skirt, “Oh what silky thighs you have” he said licking up into her crotch.
“Are these real?” asked the boy twisting each nipple viciously, “and why did you call our aunt ‘Mistress’ – does she do BDSM on you?”
Giselle walked over to assist Yasmin and watched for a moment as the girl straddled Yasmin’s face and rubbed her bare, smooth, hairless cunt over his mouth and nose. The young boy jumped onto Giselle, pulling her black leather shorts down and stroking her pussy. “I’m glad you’re a real girl, my sister says I’m rubbish at muff-diving, she wouldn’t let me chew her clit. My aunt says you must show me how to suck pussy properly”.
So I took hold of his young cock in both hands, and sucked hard on the head “Feel that pressure; you need to take her clit hard just like that, now practice on mine” He pulled down my tiny shorts and devoured my lips, then gripped my clit in his teeth, getting my juices flowing. He chewed and licked really well, and even cheekily stuck a finger up my bum, making me shoot a second load of pussy juice into his mouth.
Giselle: “You’ll be fine, just take your time and do exactly that to your sister and she will be begging to have your babies”, as an afterthought “Is your mum happy with you making love to your sister?”
Boy: “Oh yes, and when I’m twelve Aunty wants me to fuck her too”.

The ****
Giselle describes her **** in Paris to Sam – gradually changes to first person “we’re going to fuck you up you bitch”. One morning Yasmin had thrown three English blokes out for being drunk, and told to come back when they were sober and could actually make some spunk. Yasmin was out at lunch and I was in charge when they returned.
One of them rips off her short blue overalls to reveal jutting bare breasts, with highly erect nipples, and open-crotch tights. “Keep them on” smirks the youngest one “we can fuck her up real easy”.
They blindfolded me and tied me face-down to the desk, with my legs horribly spread, exposing my virgin 15 year-old bum-hole to their attentions. One by one they pushed enormous cocks in and then brought them round to my face to suck off the mixture of spunk, bum juice and blood. They swore and promised to tear me apart if I screamed – the panic button did nothing. One slapped and gouged my tits, and sc****d something horribly sharp between my legs, making me climax when it hit my clit.
She gouges her ring into one face. Another pulls out of her arse then forces his prick down my throat, she spits him out “bastard” she snarls “I’m going to get even with you three”
One bloke lay across desk, pulling Giselle on top of him up the arse in a fierce reverse cow girl. Second bloke roughly blindfolds her tying her wrists tightly, and forces several fingers into her moist cunt. I heard one of them laughing at an enormous dildo he pulled out of the desk drawer and whacked it experimentally across my bare tits.
“What do use this for, bitch?” he screamed, twisting my nipples hard. I was really frightened now as one stuffed the dry dusty dildo into my mouth, screaming “Suck this bitch”. The groping fingers were replaced by a hard cock rubbing between my pussy lips, and he forced it in. In spite of the fear drying my mouth, the cunt was dripping her pussy juices, lessening the tearing pain. After a few agonising minutes, when I thought of passing out, they all swapped places, and a huge slimy prick thrust down my throat, choking my screams, I could hardly breathe.
The prick smelled and tasted disgusting – a mixture of blood and shit: “Oh God” I thought he has been up my arse, and this is my blood. The bloke grunted, then came hard pouring red hot spunk into my mouth; I bit him, sinking my front teeth into his cock head. He howled, and then I regretted it as he slapped me hard across the face, knocking off the blindfold. The spunk however must have gone straight into my central sex area, and I felt my cunt contracting towards a small shaking unwanted orgasm. Fortunately it didn’t last long, and none of the bastards seemed to notice.
One of them found a felt-tip pen and scrawled “Baiser Moi” – “Fuck Me” across my pubes, jabbing the sharp point repeatedly into the soft flesh above my 15 year old shaven pubes.
Now I could see the youngest bloke filming his mates attacking me, zooming into my breasts dripping in sweat and mouth full of spunk. I then looked down in horror as the biggest bloke – he must have been a body-builder – wrapping a spiked strap around his massive cock. He held my ankles apart and plunged this spiked cock at my cunt several times before it sunk inside with a horrible ripping sound.
It was almost an out of body experience: I heard myself screaming as he plunged into her young cunt, the spikes tearing slices into the cunt walls, blood spewing down her thighs. She must have fainted from the pain, and then came around with two cocks down her throat making her heave. The taste of blood, her blood, was overwhelming. This was no normal **** they were clearly trying to tear her apart, force as much of their filthy English spunk into her body, stop anybody else ever enjoying her soft ripe young French body; breaking her arse, degrading her beyond recognition.
Before fainting I remember pressing the panic button under the desk, and some long time later a police car siren approached the clinic. The blokes panicked, grabbing their discarded clothing and rushing out the door, before giving me another hard slapping across the face and poor tortured breasts. I dare not look down at my damaged body, and just lay there slipping in and out of consciousness.

After Destruction
After we returned from dumping the portable toilet and its lorry at the depot, Yasmin found the Builder’s van parked in a quiet side-street near to the site. There were only two keys on the key ring recovered from the toilet cubicle, and one opened the van. I jumped into the passenger seat, leant over and kissed Yasmin in the driver’s seat, before he/she started the engine, relieved to be rid of the builder. Before we started off there was a faint hammering noise from the back of the van, which got louder. I nipped round the back and opened the door, to find two small, naked, very frightened c***dren. Once they saw I was a girl they stopped trying to hide their genitals, and pulled me onto the mattress filling the area. The little girl announced her name was Lucy and she was nearly seven, and her little brother Tom was five. They had been dragged from their garden last night by the evil builder, stripped and thrown into his van, so that he could “use” them after his sperm donation session. This was all rapidly described as the c***dren snuggled up to me, one on each side, rubbing their firm young bodies against my sides.
“Please stroke my bottom” pleaded the young girl “My daddy always does that when I’m frightened”. I could hardly refuse so slipped one hand onto each taut, young, quivering bottom, getting quite a jolt between my legs.
“Not like that, do it properly, like Daddy does” instructed the boy “you have to push your finger all the way between our legs”, he grabbed my left hand on his sister’s bottom and pushed the middle finger into her ultra-soft, warm, hairless slit from behind. She moaned a little and clamped her thighs shut, trapping my finger in her moistening cunt. The heat and smooth walls of her nearly-seven-year-old pussy was astonishing. As the c***dren warmed up from their night in the van, the boy became bolder and started exploring my dungarees, opening the top and stroking my bare breasts under the thin tee-shirt. Soon the tee-shirt was pulled up around my neck and both c***dren were chewing on a breast.
“Where did you learn to do that?” I asked as both nipples automatically responded to their teeth and tongues.
“My Mum showed me” replied Lucy, just gripping the nipple in the gap between her front teeth “and I taught my brother”.
I had hardly noticed the van moving off, and after a few miles the little boy announced we had to stop so he could have a wee, and banged on the back of the cab for Yasmin to pull over. We stopped near a wood; the little boy, still naked, ran off towards a large tree, his erect penis banging against his tummy. I showed the little girl how to crouch down and spread her knees so her stream of hot yellow pee missed her feet. I slipped off my dungarees, and wearing just pumps and a small thong lay down on the short grass watching the form of this lovely bold creature walking around trying to shake the last drops of pee from her tiny slit.
Dropping to her knees by my head she asked “Can I sit on your face, then you can lick my vagina clean, just like daddy does?” and without waiting for an answer flung one knee across, so my nose nestled into her bald slit and tongue naturally engaged with her hardening clitoris. After a few moments of vigorous licking she arched her back, forcing my nose deep into her bottom, and came like a train, gurgling her love for her Mommy, Daddy and me.
I vaguely noticed Yasmin and the boy watching his sister climaxing on my face. Yasmin was making a poor attempt to hide her erection, and the boy fondled her breasts, then stuck a hand down the front of her pale blue dungarees. “You’re a funny girl” he said, pulling out her dark prick into the sunshine “Is it real? Can I play with it, like Daddy’s?”
My face was buried in Lucy’s delicious virgin cunt, so could only wave a thumbs up sign.
“Giselle” called Sam, dragging her back to the present “I need a pee too; it’s all this talk of young moist pussy lips, and i****t”.
“OK, let’s try out the new washroom” I replied, thinking back to the little girl’s bottom, that I had been so eager to sink my teeth into. Both wearing crotch-less cat-suits it was easy to squat over the drainage holes in the brightly-lit wet-room floor and let the pee stream out, afterwards Sam stuck two fingers into my cunt, to lick off the juices. I played with her massive tits and swollen lips and continued with the story.

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