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F The Police ð
F The Police ð Well, literally, not offensively. Hang on, youâd have to ask him if he was offended, although Iâd highly doubt that ðĪŠ Back track - I was roped in on a project at work for the French embassy. Iâm not a big part of it cos one of my colleagues heading up the team and I got roped in for a bit part. One of the meetings I actually had to attend was a presentation and it was to a group of 4 to 5 people, and one of which was this big black guy sitting in the corner. We chatted for a bit after and that was it. A few days later he then emailed me for specific info. I initially thought it was weird that he came to me directly but it wa mostly general questions and it wasnât really causing me to step on anyoneâs toes (you know how THAT can get in an office. Anyhowww) so that was how it began, I guess. It was a fairly big project at work but I was only involved marginally so I didnât keep it on my radar. A month ago it got wrapped up and this French guy was calling me first to chat (how old school is that right? But fuck itâs adorable ð) and then we met for a few coffee sessions, then lunches. Sidetracking a little, I found out his family moved to France from Africa and he ended up being a policeman, then moved to their special forces and is now attached to his embassy. Sounds like a fucking action movie character but hey, he could be pulling my leg, I really wouldnât know. Lol. The good news is, he certainly LOOKS like an action movie character ð. Heâs also technically married but separated and have 2 young , who are all still in the country (Iâd imagine it being mildly awkwardâĶ). So that chiselled body (which doesnât hide much under ppl as a shirt) and strong jawline aside, that married bit actually got me. Lol. Fuck. Donât judge ðĢ Annnnyhoo. I was saying. Ive even gone over to use the gym in his apartment building (which is surprisingly well equipped) twice before he invited me over to his plsce for dinner. It was his turn with his and he was cooking for them, and he invited me over for that. Dinner. With his . And I havenât even seen him shirtless yet. ðą. I donât know why, but against better judgement, I actually agreed. His were adorable. Very friendly too, for 8 and 10-year olds. Dinner was okaaay, we watched Jungle Cruise (which was also entertaining) before the finally went to bed close to 11ish. I was left alone while he cleaned up and put them to bed and I kinda caught myself wondering what the fuck am I getting into. On one hand, I was surprisingly enjoying myself, and on the other, this felt like something a little more serious that what I was looking for. I was running through a few things in my head, wondering if I should bail on this, and was also midway texting the husband, telling him Iâll be home later than expected, when Mr look-like-an-action-hero came back out in a tshirt, accentuating his Boulder-like shoulders and superhero chest, and quietly popped open two beers. Iâm usually not a big beer fan, but that beer actually felt good. No wonder people do that. ðĪĢ I quickly texted the husband goodnite and tossed my Phone in my bag. Lol French guy came over, thanked me in his Uber French accent for spending the evening with him and for being so âcoolâ with his . He kept talking about how he wasnât sure if i would be okay with the whole situation, blah blah blah, all while looking like he was literally carved out from stone. Iâll admit, my shallowness for something this attractive and being fucking horny was what got me here and I sure as hell wasnât gonna abandon it now. Lol I leaned in kissed him. I gave him a good few seconds of plain ol lip kissing and it was obvious he wasnât gonna go for it, so I dove in, tongue first. I tasted the beer in his mouth, then felt his tongue molesting the inside of my mouth. Oh yeah. Now weâre talking. Lol I pushed against him but felt like I was trying to move a friggin building. He loosened his arms around me, which gave me the opportunity to tug at his belt buckle. Two playful tugs before started to work on it, loosening it. He stopped me, then dragged me into the bedroom. I was like, â ooooh yeaaah. â ðĪĢ I jumped onto the bed the minute I got into the bedroom. I turn around and heâs locking the bedroom door. He took his top off and got damn that body. Lol. A pity though cos I actually wanted to tear his tshirt off myself. I sat up, got his belt loose and his pants was around his ankles. He had on old school underwear, which was both weird, and cute at the same time. Lol. I freed his dick, which was already pressing against his underwear, fight to be free. Hahaha And it didnât disappoint. ð. Iâm about 5â9 and heâs a head and a half taller than I am. So Iâm guessing 6â4, 6â5. So a big guy. His dick wasâĶproportionate âšïļ. Not the largest, but damn that thing was thick. And large balls too. Itâs funny cos I never thought Iâd have a thing for balls. But Iâve got a thing for balls. Lol. I was moving between sucking his dick (which made my jaws ache the next morning) and licking his balls when he tapped my forehead with his dick. Which caused me to break out laughing, but he got all conscious and pulled back. I was about to tell him itâs ok when he reached down to my waist, and pulled my shorts and underwear off in one swoop. He tugged so hard I was lifted off the bed for a few seconds. That show of strength, plus the dick slap woke the slut up. Lol I jumped up, used both my hands to stroke his dick and massage his balls, and led him back down the bed so we swapped places. My top was still on when I climbed up and lowered myself down onto his dick. I slid on without much issue cos I was already wet, but took a few seconds to get used to that girth. Once I had my weight fully on him, I started grinding on him. I was moving between grinding and bouncing up and down and was making really loud slap noises. A few of these when he said it was too loud. Lol. He sat up, put his arms below my legs and just stood up. It was so effortless! Lol. Again, Iâm not the smallest gal around but damn that was hot! I held on to his neck and timed his upward thrust with some downward thrusting on my own and gawd damn that was good. I wa sooo close to cumming when he cupped his hands over my mouth and kept saying âthe ! The !â in a loud whisper. We went good ol missionary with his hands mostly over my mouth. Lol. Apparently I make noises. ðĪ·ðŧââïļ Lol I came with his grinding himself over me. Heâs such a big human I felt buried into the bed. His immense weight pressing into me kinda added to my climax, but I still think I would have cum harder while we were standing. Ah well. Iâm going to HAVE to test that theory out âšïļ I didnât even realised when my top came off, but he came shortly after, and slid to lay beside me. I was catching my breath, mainly cos his weight was off from me. Lol. He leaned in, I thought it was for a kiss, but he went straight for my nipple. Next I knew he slid his fingers in me and was working me back up again. He moved his lips from my nipples down to my belly, then down to eating me out. It was a bit off, but between him fingering me and licking me, he got me to cum again. Lol. I woke up the next morning to sounds from outside. I got up, saw that he left a set of toothbrush by the dresser. On one hand, I thought, how thoughtful. Aaaand on the other, I went, how many of these does he have lying around? Lol. Either way, from where I was coming from, it didnât bother me. I washed up, decided against dressing so I found his white tshirt from the night before, threw that on and went out. Iâm thinking, nothing but his tshirt on - sexy right? Then I got to the kitchen, I see him making coffee and another lady standing there and I had interrupted their conversation. Aaand then it hit me, the are still around, in the living room, and I hear them. ðģ. I was about to run back in and put some actually clothes on when he grabbed my hand and sat me down. She, in classic form, said too, that it was okay. She was just leaving with the anyway. But I saw the look she gave me. ðĢ. Ah well. I hugged the as we said our goodbyes and they left. Of course I apologised to him. Turns out the lady was his sister in law, and he assured me that it was already complicated enough as it were, so my presences, nipples poking through his white tshirt and all, would t make it worse. How reassuring, right. Lol Ok, In all honesty, I was hoping for round 2. This time, no so I could make all the fucking noise as I want. I mean, I was literally already sitting in front of him practically nude. But we ended up just talking for a bit. And In all of our conversations, he never once asked if I was married. Initially I thought it was deliberate. But it kinda seems like he just assumed, and now it seems like heâs looking for something a little more serious. His words were, serious but slow. He understands if I do t want to stick around cos heâs got some shit to get through but he would like us to happen. That slow part is ideal. I guess at some point I should bring up the fact that Iâm (mostly) happily married. Aaaaand that I also have a live-in boyfriend. ðģ. Ah well. Big boy sex is sooooo fucking fun though. Weâll see how this pans out. I thought this would make a good blog entry |
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I kinda also havenât mentioned this to the husband yet soâĶ Weâve been arguing about a few things, mainly weâre already planning to move back to Bali so, maybe bows not the best time to bring up something like thisâĶ? I havenât met up big French dude since and itâs been a week soâĶhe has been asking when Iâm free though. Ah heck. Why does big boy sex have to be one of my kryptonite! ð Thanks for reading! If you read itâĶ
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FUUUUUCKKK ....... You're back with a BANG ......literally LOL I was actually thinking this morning......Heidi has been quiet for a while, I wonder if she's back in Bali yet? Now I know Hahahaha Can't wait to hear about Round 2, complete with Sound Effects. Hope to see you in Bali later this year, or very early next year
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Great story. This is definitely a good experience to write about. Crossing that line from a work/professional capacity and trying to decipher the signals can be tricky. Your story is the beat case scenario and I'm glad it worked out. Please fill us in if you see him again.
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9/24/2021 6:03 am |
Very interesting story!
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Welcome back and keep posting
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i've missed you and your adventures. ð
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FUUUUUCKKK ....... You're back with a BANG ......literally LOL I was actually thinking this morning......Heidi has been quiet for a while, I wonder if she's back in Bali yet? Now I know Hahahaha Can't wait to hear about Round 2, complete with Sound Effects. Hope to see you in Bali later this year, or very early next year Yeah. Been a lil busy lately, but will try to post a bit more often ð
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Great story. This is definitely a good experience to write about. Crossing that line from a work/professional capacity and trying to decipher the signals can be tricky. Your story is the beat case scenario and I'm glad it worked out. Please fill us in if you see him again. Yeah Iâll post again if/when we meet. ð
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Welcome back and keep posting
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i've missed you and your adventures. ð
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Always nice stories and adventures, great reading, keep posting!
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Your stories are always fun to read. I wish I got a chance to "work" with you some time.
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