The car stopped on that dusty country lane. Heart pounding like a drum in my chest. Virginie, the stunning blonde instructor, smiled at me. 19 years old, virgin, and rock hard since we left the driving school. Her mini white skirt rode up her thighs, showing the edge of her stockings. No bra under that…
Parked in that shady corner of Parc de Saint-Cloud, my beat-up Mini Austin humming down. Heart slamming against my ribs. June heat sticky on my skin, marinière top clinging, mini skirt hiked up from the drive. Nicolas beside me, bulge still tenting his beige chinos after fingering me to orgasm on the road. First time…
One year later, and my pulse still races thinking about it. Backseat of the car, parked in that remote field near the chateau. Aurélie’s birthday bash loomed, but we needed this first. Laure knelt beside me, her black dress hiked up. She unzipped my pants, no words, no hesitation. Her soft lips wrapped around my…