That might include the venue, season, mood, fragrances, and emotional impact etc. I don't claim to be a skilled writer, but I hope this story conveys ... little flavor of an extraordinary time in my life. And that's something I'd love to hear about -- what in particular, if anything, about this story you find erotic. Here's the first part, more to follow if you enjoy it! -- Dave I was visiting an old girl friend in Paris during a stopover to Asia. It was spontaneous and I had given little thought. Boy, her nipples were hard. She was moaning and rubbing my cock, and it was trying to burst through my pants. I reached down and unzipped my pants so it was free of its confinement. I pulled my pants and shorts off, and she put my cock into her mouth.She started giving me one of the best blow jobs I ever had. By then I had my hands on her pants and had pulled them down. She only had a sexy pair of panties on and I quickly tore them off her. I couldn't wait to get my fingers in her wet cunt,. I'm pretty sure his world consisted entirely of his studies and our time at home together, which concerned me a little but I enjoyed the company and was secretly fearing him leaving the house everyday to be with his mates, like a normal 19 year old. He should have been out, like I was at his age; getting into trouble, drinking stolen booze and experimenting with sex. But maybe he was a late developer, maybe just shy. I was happy he was with me so I glossed over the issue. We had a really close. Now I sank in completely up to my balls. She urged me to fuck her by moving back and forth. I could not hold any longer and I started fucking her taking long and slow strokes. I slowly started pumping my hip as this was my first real pussy game.She was all the while moaning and I suddenly realized that she was no longer in pain. I started fucking her faster. I didn’t know suddenly I started blabbering “My dear mother, my love, I want to make you pregnant. I want to have a girl from you. I want.