Laurent and Larry Bourgeois are known as France's hottest bachelors. One thing they love more than dance is women. Lots of beautiful women from all over the world. But their "winning streak" comes to an end when Laurent meets a woman named Candice...
Laurent's POV: I woke up to the sound of door bells ringing. I ran downstairs and opened the door to reveal Fiona.
"What's up?" I simply asked; standing behind the door. "Hey, I was wondering if I could come in...to talk." Fiona calmly said. "Do you have any weapons on you?" I asked.
Fiona giggled and replied,
"No, I don't. May I come in?"
The moment Fiona stepped in the house, I padded her body down. In a way, I was enjoying touching her curves. I walked her to the living room.
"First, I want to apologize for flipping out on you. I was mad that she turned out to be my cousin. But I wrong for that. I am sorry. I love you." Fiona apologized.
I appreciated her apologizing. But I'm still upset about the fact she actually cut me when she chased me with a knife.
"You do realize you actually cut me, RIGHT!" I yelled and showed her the damage.
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"Oh my god. I'm so sorry baby. I'll make it better." Fiona said and kissed my hand. "How you gonna do that?" I asked in a slick tone. "You just lay back and let belle go to work on you." Fiona replied and planted kisses up my arm.
Mm...this woman makes me hate and love her all at the same time. She continued to kiss my neck and then my lips. Fiona's hands slid under my shirt and caressed my abs. I held her face to mine as we continued to kiss. Just when Fiona was gonna lower her head to my eiffle tower, we heard a large bang.
"What was that?" We said in union. "Stay here. I'll be back." I whispered and headed towards the kitchen. "Why are you whispering?" Fiona whispered. "I feel safer doing it." I replied and went into the garage.
I found Larry cleaning my car. I approached Larry and said,
"Hey man, what are you doing?" "I couldn't sleep. So I came here and saw dirt on your car. And I just thought I should clean it for you." Larry quickly explained.
I noticed Larry was sweaty, muscles tensed up and his hands were shaky.
"Please, tell me your not on drugs. It would break me and mami's heart." I sadly said. "No, I'm not." Larry replied and started to walk back and forth. "Okay, calm down. What's wrong with you? You look like you been running around all day." I said. "Mya won't have sex with me. I have all this excess energy. I'm not use to this. I had to do something with it." Larry replied. "What exactly did you do?" I curiously asked. "I ran a couple laps in the pool. Cleaned both of our cars. Came up with a new choreography and wrote a song for Mya." Larry answered. "What!" I yelled in disbelief. "Laurent, you gotta help me. I'm losing my mind." Larry begged. "Alright, I will. Like Mami would say, 'when one door closes, another one opens'." I suggested and winked. "Oh no! Mya is not gonna go for it. I haven't even gone that route." Larry panicked. "Just talk to her. I'm sure she would be willing. Just be gentle." I mentioned. "I...I just don't know. Mya has been very moody." Larry said as he repeatedly ran his hands through his twists. "Just wait for the right time. You can do it." I replied and massaged his shoulders.
Larry slowed his breathing down and left the garage. I followed him.
"By the way, why is your dick hard?" Larry asked in confusion. "Mind your business. Fifi! It's time to put in that work!" I yelled and signaled Fiona to go upstairs.
Fiona winked and smiled at me.
Larry's POV: I went back up to my room. Mya was lying the bed. She just started to wake up.
"Did I wake you?" I kindly asked. "What was that noise?" Mya asked. "It was nothing. Listen, we need to talk." I said.
Mya scooted closer to me and cuddled under my arm.
"I'm listening." Mya added. "Okay, ever since you gotten pregnant. I've become even more attracted to you. And..." I said. "Get to the point." Mya demanded. "I want to make love to you." I said. "I believe making love is what's gotten us in this situation we're in." Mya sarcastically replied.
I got frustrated with her and left the room.
"Babe, where you going?" Mya whined. "I'm going to cool off in the pool." I said and slammed the door shut behind me.
Later that night, Mya fell asleep; watching tv. She looked so beautiful. She had an afterglow that made me yearn for her. I turned off the tv and cuddled up behind her. Mya grabbed my hand and kissed it. I took that kiss as an invite to go further. My hand slid up her knee, into her inner thigh. As I caressed her southern lips, Mya softly moaned. I planted kisses on her neck; making her melt. I slowly grind on her booty. I can feel her smiling. The moment my manhood harden, Mya stopped me and said,
"Wait, I don't feel right. I don't want to hurt the baby." "I won't. That's the last thing I want to do. If it makes you feel better, it's my first time too." I mentioned. "Really?" Mya asked with a smile.
I nodded and French kissed her. After I lubed up, I slowly entered her from the back.
I continued to stroke her. She was so tight and good. I never felt anything like this before. I should have tried this sooner.
"Oh fuck, babe...aaahhh!" I groaned and climaxed on her backside.
I was short of breath and sweating. She set my body on fire. I guess it is true what they say, 'there's a first time for everything'. I rubbed her baby bump until we both went to sleep.
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