July 20, 2017

Striptease

It's been a long month and nothing takes away all the stress better than a trip to Paris for a little shopping and pampering. Paris, is the only city in the world that understands my love for lingerie.

I dress in my sexiest dress, my laciest bustier and panties, add my 5 inch heels and I'm ready to hit the Lingerie Parlors. No one does lingerie like Paris, and no one does Paris like me...

As I walk along the Champs Elysees, I spot a very good looking man who is definitely a tourist. He's taking pictures and appears to be by himself. I'm instantly attracted to him.

I freshen my lip gloss and approach him (a girl can never be too prepared). I smile and I notice that he's already looking at my lips, I don't know what's on his mind at that point, but I'm burning to find out... Anything that involves lips is always a good thing...

He has the bluest eyes, and his eyes looking at my lips are starting to give me ideas too. I ask if I can take his picture, and laughingly say "At least you can prove that you were here". He laughs with me and agrees only if he can take my photo, as well. I don't see a problem with that...

I snap a few of him along the avenue, and we keep chatting. A few minutes into chatting and taking pictures he asks me if I want to have a drink at his Hotel. It's around the corner and I'm intrigued by this foreign man, after all, I need to at least find out where he's from...

We slip into the Lounge at his Hotel and order a couple of glasses of wine. Even though the place is well air conditioned, the temperature in the room seems to be rising quickly. We are both so attracted to one another, and it is starting to be a little too obvious for the distinguished guests of the hotel. He suggests taking our wine to his suite which has a living room. He's a perfect gentleman. I smile and run my heel up his pant leg, giving him my approval.

His suite is very beautiful and elegant, as all of the old Paris is. At this point I realize he hasn't photographed me yet, so I suggest a photo shoot... He grabs his camera and goes to take candid pictures of me on the suite's sofa, but I have something else in mind.

I feel very comfortable with this man and my racier side starts to get the best of me...

I stand up, and start slowly unzipping the dress I was in. It drops to the floor, as I step over it, and walk over to the wall. With my back against the wall, all I have left on is my bustier, panties and heels. This is one of my favorite bustiers. The fabric is so soft on my skin, and it makes my breasts round and tight.

He picks up his camera and starts to photograph me. The sexual tension in the room is so thick, and I am starting to feel more and more comfortable. The way his eyes gently brush my body as he is photographing me is starting to really turn me on. I slowly start taking off my bustier and playing with my panties, pulling them and lowering them. I'm playing with the straps of my bustier. Then drop it to the floor, lower my panties some more. I'm getting more and more exited and I can tell he is about to explode behind the camera. My panties drop to the floor and I start touching my body. The camera keeps taking pictures as if it was on autopilot. I can tell his mind is far away from the camera now, his hands want to replace my hands running all over my body, my neck, my breasts, and down in between my legs, but what comes next... is Koree's secret...

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