Michelle Wild Porn Star in Paris

INTRODUCTION

It was the fall of 2003 and I was vacationing in Paris, France. The fall was a wonderful time of year to be in France. It was my third trip to France and my French linguistic skills improved each time I visited the country. I loved the women of France and I had met quite a few of them and I had even slept with a number of them. I loved their casual attitude toward sex as they seemed to really enjoy the encounters without any form of commitment.

For the past four years I had become a fan of adult entertainment particularly the works of the Private Media Group. I was never one to go to the x-rated movie houses when they were popular and I was not one to visit the x-rated book stores or video arcades. I became a member of Private on-line and I ordered the movies from them. I loved all the women in the videos as they were beautiful and all seem to possess natural bodies. However the thing that I loved most was that every beautiful actress engaged in anal sex. It was incredible to watch some of the most beautiful women in the world with the shapeliest asses accept cocks of all sizes in their bottoms.

I became familiar with many of the actresses; Michelle, Sandra, Nicolle, Maria, Petra, Claudia, Sophie and many more. They were all beautiful in their own way with fantastic bodies. My favorite however was an actress named Michelle Wild and my favorite movie with her as the star was DNA. Michelle was 23 years old in 2003 and she had a fantastic figure on her 5'7" and 110 pound frame. She had dark brown hair and beautiful hazel eyes. In the movie DNA she played two roles one being a clone of the other person.

In 2003 I was 32 years old still single and still in excellent shape. I stood at 6'1" and weighed a fit 185 pounds with light brown hair and hazel eyes. I was a first degree black belt in karate and an avid tennis player, downhill skier and SCUBA diver. I loved red wine and I spent many days visiting the fabulous wineries in France.

MISTAKEN IDENTITY

It was a Saturday morning and I was sipping a café noir at an outdoor café on Champ Elysees. I loved Saturdays in Paris as it was very peaceful along the normally busy street. I was reading a French newspaper which I often did to work on my language skills. Occasionally I would glance up and do some people watching which was always enjoyable. I was scanning the people when I spotted a pretty girl wearing a white jump suit walking the street.

The white jump suit fit her like a glove and showed off her ample breasts, shapely legs and incredible ass. I was ecstatic when she stopped at the same café to have a light breakfast (petite dejeuner). I could not help but stare at her as she looked so familiar. I tried not to be obvious but I was fascinated with her. She looked my way and caught my eyes on her. She smiled at me and then looked away. That's when I knew where I had seen her before.

It was Michelle Wild the porn star. I could not believe that I was seated not 10 feet away from her. I finished my coffee and ordered another one as I was not about to leave the café at that time. As I sipped another cup of coffee I tried to muster up the nerve to approach her and introduce myself as a big fan.

Finally I got the nerve to speak to her. I walked over to where she was seated and spoke to her in French, excusing the interruption and asking her if she spoke English. She looked up at me and replied in English that she spoke some English but not fluently.

"My name is Cliff, I am a big fan of yours," I offered.

"Why are you a big fan? I do not do anything. You must think I am someone else," she replied.

"Aren't you Michelle Wild the movie star?" I asked electing not to say porn star.

"No I am not. I am flattered that you think that I am a movie star," she responded.

"You look just like Michelle Wild and I have seen all of her movies. I can't believe that is not you," I said in a tone that expressed my disappointment but also my doubt.

"No my name is Katalin. I am not the Michelle Wild you think that I am," she replied emphatically.

I decided that I had pressed the issue enough. "I'm sorry to have bothered you. Please forgive me. Have a wonderful day," I said and then moved on.

"You have a nice day too," she told me as I left the café.

I walked along the Champs Elysees and I could not get the image of the woman out of my mind. I was sure that it was Michelle Wild. She was even wearing a white jump suit similar to the one she wore in the movie DNA. I convinced myself that it was her but that she did not wish to reveal her identity. I couldn't blame her for that but then I wondered what she was doing in Paris, possibly a movie shoot.

That morning I took a long walk around the city and enjoyed the beautiful fall morning. Try as I did though I still could not get Michelle Wild out of my mind. Later I stopped for lunch at a café along the Seine River and enjoyed a bowl of onion soup, an order of French bread and a couple of glasses of wine. After lunch I walked down to the Eifel tower and took in the people and street entertainers.

As evening approached I took the Metro back to my hotel where I showered, shaved, dressed and prepared for my evening out. I was going back to my favorite local nightspot where people gathered for a sing-a-long after dinner. The food was always good, the wine flowed and the sing-a-long was a fun time. The locals got a kick out of me trying to sing the songs in French with them but it was fun all around. When it was time to leave I had made friends with a woman older than I was but she was fairly attractive. I guessed that she was in her late thirties.

It was what I loved about France, that this woman decided that she wished to have sex so she invited me home with her. I walked home with her trying to remember all the side streets that we took to her apartment. She lived on the third floor in a quaint apartment building and the only thing that I remembered about her up to that point was that her name was Nichole. She was so French though with her pretty angular facial features and she was a very fit woman.

Once in the apartment, Nichole took me by the hand and led me to her bedroom. Nicole just nodded and blushed slightly as she sat down on her bed. I sat next to her and took her hands in mine, our thighs touching in the process. She was totally relaxed and comfortable with the imminent sex. I turned my face toward hers and kissed her.

I probed her mouth and my tongue searched for hers. She moaned as I French kissed her deeply and then she gasped as if she was out of breath. I moved my hands over her pert shapely tits extracting yet another groan from her. I could feel her nipples harden through her blouse and bra. I pulled her blouse out of her skirt and reached behind her to unclasp her bra. Then my hands were filled with her breasts and I tweaked her rock hard nipples in my fingers. I pulled her blouse along with her bra over her head baring her beautiful breasts.

Nicole lay back on the bed as I continued to massage her tits and play with her nipples. I leaned over her and began to kiss her breasts and suck on her nipples. Nicole continued to moan and then would shiver every now and then from pleasure. I then took off my shirt and pulled her toward me so that I could feel her bare tits against me. Nicole groaned as she felt the hairs on my chest tickle her nipples. My cock was straining against my slacks and Nicole covered it with her hand and squeezed it through my pants. She told me to stand up.

I stood in front of her as she unbuckled my belt, unzipped my fly and pushed my slacks and underwear down below my knees. My cock caught in the waistband of my underwear and sprang forward toward her face when it was released. She just looked at it momentarily assessing my rock hard throbbing erection with just a hint of pre-cum oozing from the head. She just held it in her hand and stared at it for several seconds which seemed like minutes to me. She seemed fascinated with the thick mushroom head and I guessed that she had seen her share of uncut cocks. I was not huge in the cock department but I was pleased with my 7" long and 5"around pecker.

Nicole took the head of my cock in her mouth holding it with both hands. Then she removed one hand taking more of it in her mouth. With her free hand she fondled my balls and stroked the hardness between my cock and asshole. She then removed the other hand and grabbed my hips with both hands pulling and pushing me so that she controlled the penetration of my cock in her mouth.

I knew I was close to cumming and I tried to push her head away to warn her but Nicole just picked up the pace and started to fondle my balls again. I shot ropes of cum into her mouth. Nicole was startled by both the amount of cum and the force of it. However she gamely held on swallowing as fast as she good. She continued to suck on my rod until it was dry of my seed and softened in her mouth. I sighed as I felt weak in my legs.

Nicole flopped back on the bed seeming to savor the taste of cum in her mouth. I kicked my pants and underwear off so that I was totally naked and then I unfastened Nicole's skirt. She raised her hips for me as I slowly pulled her skirt and silk panties down her legs and off her feet leaving them at the foot of the bed. Nicole kept her bush trimmed neatly displaying her beautiful cunt. Her pussy was glistening with moisture from her excitement and I noticed that it was puffy. I stroked the outline of her slit gently probing with my fingers. Her clit was large and prominent and I teased it first with my fingers and then by running my tongue over it. Nicole was squeezing both her breasts with her hands as I played with her pussy. I took the engorged clit into my mouth and nibbled on it as I sank one, two then three fingers into her sopping pussy.

"Oh, oh, oui," Nicole groaned as she had her first orgasm of the night soaking my hands and fingers.

I moved up between her legs and eased my hard cock into her pussy. It slid in easy given the wetness. I worked it slowly with long deliberate strokes keeping my cock in constant contact with her clit. Nicole started bucking madly and seemed to lose control.

"Oh, oui, oui," she cried out and then uttered, "Se bon."

Nicole wrapped her legs and arms around me as if she was trying to pull me in deeper. I could feel her pussy gushing and covering my cock with her juices. This sent me over the edge and I filled her love canal with my seed shooting it deep in her womb.

Nicole continued to hold me in a tight grasp as she thanked me over and over, "Merci, merci, merci."

I lifted myself off of Nicole and I rolled her over on her stomach. I gently massaged her body and she cooed in a relaxed state. I was getting turned on by the massage and looking at her shapely ass. I moistened my fingers with my own saliva and then I fingered her asshole with my little finger then a larger one and finally my thumb with my middle finger stroking her enlarged clit. Nichole reached into her nightstand and handed me a bottle of lotion. I applied the lotion to her anus and then penetrated her again. Nicole raised her hips slightly so that I could get to her pussy easier and by doing so she accentuated her shapely ass. My thumb was snug in her ass and my cock was throbbing again.

Nicole looked back at me and saw my erect cock and she wiggled her ass as if to tell me that it was okay. I responded by removing my thumb and kissing my way down her arched back as I fondled her curvy buttocks with my hands. I planted kisses on her ass cheeks and tickled her pink hole with my tongue. She gasped out loud and I wondered if anyone one had ever rimmed her before that night.

I backed off and she wiggled her ass again as a signal for me to keep tonguing her bottom. I lifted her hips up a little higher and gently spread her ass cheeks wider and lapped around her bung hole. I penetrated her rectum with the tip of my tongue and I heard her breathing become shallow and labored. I slipped my tongue in as deep as I could and Nicole went wild. Her body shook with convulsions as she had yet another intense orgasm. I held on to her hips with my tongue buried in her ass as she bucked and trembled.

I then lined up my cock with the entrance to her ass. Nicole had totally relaxed and she accepted the head of my cock in her ass. I had added more lotion along with my saliva making my dick very slick. I fed it to her a little at a time probably no more than a quarter or half inch. Each time I allowed her to adjust to the thickness and deepness of the penetration. It seemed like hours before my cock was fully lodged in her ass. Once I thought she was comfortable I started fucking her ass, first with short stokes and then longer ones.

I watched my cock saw in and out of her beautiful ass. Nicole had her head turned to the side of the mattress and she was gripping the bed sheets with both hands as I fondled her shapely buttocks and plowed into her. I could feel myself on the verge of another big orgasm and it felt like it started in my toes. All of a sudden it let loose and I filled her asshole with cum. My cock seemed to swell up bigger than ever and it seemed that my sperm had no where to go.

I kept slowly fucking her ass until my cock started to soften. Nicole' ass involuntarily was milking my cock draining it of all my seed. When my cock slipped from her asshole with an audible pop, my cum oozed out and ran down the back of her legs and over her pussy. It looked like Nicole was cumming out of her ass. She collapsed face down on the bed and I lay down along side of her. We were drained and exhausted. I stroked her buns lovingly as we lay quietly. We then turned toward each other, embraced and fell asleep. There was never any discussion about whether I was going to stay the night.

SUNDAY IN PARIS

I awoke Sunday morning with a piss hard-on and I rolled Nicole over on her back and slid my erect dick into her vagina. I knew I could fuck for a long time without cumming with a piss hard-on. I pounded Nicole' pussy bringing her off multiple times before she begged me to quit. I pulled out of her pussy and smiled at her as I got off the bed and headed for the bathroom. I pissed for about two minutes before going back into the bedroom.

Nichole beckoned to me and I walked over to the bed and she lifted my semi-soft cock to her mouth. Before long I was hard again and feeling my load building. Nicole sucked my cock lovingly and once again kept me in her mouth as I shot stream after stream of cum into her mouth. She swallowed every drop and milked my cock dry before releasing me from her mouth. Nichole then got up and ran a bath for us.

Nicole and I bathed together and we fucked in the tub. I entered her pussy from behind and I tweaked her nipples as I fucked her as she diddled her clit. Soon we both came again and then we both finished our bath. After we got dressed, I offered to buy Nichole breakfast but she politely declined. She told me she was meeting some friends for coffee at a café that morning. It was clear that she wasn't going to invite me to join her so I bid her good bye and left her flat.

Somehow I managed to find my way through the maze of streets back to Champs Elysees. I sat outside in a café and enjoyed a light breakfast of juice, pastry and café noir. I took my time at the café and enjoyed several cups of coffee before heading back to my hotel. I loved Paris on the weekend mornings and watching all the people. At the hotel I decided to take a nap since I didn't sleep that much the night before. Later I showered, shaved, dressed and went out for dinner.

Over dinner in a very casual brasserie I looked over some brochures of tour companies. I was a fan of impressionist art and even had a few imitations of Monet paintings in my home. I decided that I would like to see Monet's house which was one of the tour offerings. The other stop on the tour was Versailles which I had always wanted to see as well. I was so engrossed in the brochures that I never saw the woman approach my table.

"So we meet again," she said with an accent that I could not detect.

I looked up and saw Katalin standing before me. "Are you dining alone?" she asked.

"Yes I am. Would you care to join me?" I offered as I stood up and pulled the other chair out for her.

"Yes, that would be nice. I don't like to eat alone," she accepted and sat down at my table.

Katalin was a vibrant looking young woman with dark brown hair that just covered her neck. She had a nice figure with tits that I guessed to be a 36 C. She was wearing a cotton sweater that showed off her breasts and a tight black mini skirt that emphasized her curvy ass. She was wearing dark hose and boots that ended at her calves showing off her shapely legs.

"Planning a trip?" she inquired when she spotted the brochures.

"Yes I was thinking of this one, a trip to Monet's home in Giverny and a visit to Versailles," I replied as I pushed the brochure in her direction.

"That sounds interesting. I have not been to either of those places," she told me.

Just then the waiter came over and took her order and then we resumed our conversation. "Have you been to the Moulin Rouge?" she asked.

"No I haven't but I understand that it is a very good show. Have you been?" I asked in reply.

"No but I was thinking of going while I'm in Paris," she admitted.

"Would you like to go together?" I offered.

"Are you asking me for a date?" she laughed.

"I guess I am," I answered also laughing.

"Yes, why not it could be fun," she accepted shocking me.

The waiter returned with Katalin's dinner and I ordered some more wine. Over dinner we confirmed the arrangements. We would meet at my hotel on Tuesday morning and go on the tour to Giverny and Versailles and then later that evening we would go to the Moulin Rouge. The same tour operator would handle the arrangements and provide the transportation. I was excited to have Katalin join me. After we ate she thanked me for dinner and promised to see me Tuesday morning. I returned to the hotel that night and the image of Katalin was etched in my mind. She looked so much like Michelle Wild that it was driving me mad.

SPENDING TIME WITH KATALIN

Monday was uneventful and I was anxious for Tuesday to arrive in anticipation of the day with Katalin. Finally Tuesday morning was here and I waited for Katalin in the lobby of the hotel. I hoped that she was not going to stand me up, that's how anxious I was to see her again. Then I saw her get out of a taxi and she had an overnight bag with her. I greeted her and she gave me the kiss on both cheeks as was the custom.

"I brought a change of clothes for the Moulin Rouge. I hope you don't mind," she said.

"No not at all," I replied.

The tour operator was waiting so I gave the overnight bag to the bellman and asked him to put it in my room, tipping him in the process. He took the bag and assured me that he would see to it personally. I then turned to Katalin and she smiled at me.

"Your French is very good," she told me.

"I try, I love the language and it is fun studying it. Most everyone working at the hotel speaks English but I try to only speak French. The staff is very helpful and they correct me from time to time. It's a great way to learn," I told her.

Katalin and I got in the tour bus and then we were off to Giverny. The tour operator was excellent and he narrated the trip along the way pointing out significant buildings and locations. We spent the morning at Monet's house touring the grounds, standing on the bridge and taking pictures. After the tour of the house we boarded the shuttle bus and then stopped for lunch at an old country inn.

Following a pleasant lunch, we took the shuttle to Versailles. Katalin was a little tired and she leaned into me on the ride there. I put my arm around her and she snuggled up against me. When we arrived at Versailles she woke up and smiled at me as the van came to a stop. After we departed the van Katalin hooked her arm in mine as we toured the palace of Versailles and listened to the stories of King Louis and Marie Antoinette. The opulence of Versailles was eye opening.