POV missionary English and French Dirty Talk
Title: French Ratio: A POV Missionary Exploration in sextoys
The lighting is dim, the scene set in a simple bedroom. A man, his face obscured by a black mask, stands before the camera, his eyes mischievous and alive with barely contained lust. He speaks in French, the words rolling off his tongue like honey drizzled over velvet. “Bonjour, mes amis. Are you ready to play with me today?” His voice is low, smooth as a fine wine, promise and naughtiness swirling together in each syllable.
He reaches down, his hands tracing the curve of his body, teasing over his chest, his abs, following the trail of hair down to the waistband of his boxers. With a grin, he hooks his thumbs into the elastic and slowly, tantalizingly, pulls them down, letting his fully erect cock spring free. It’s beautiful, thick and long, the head glistening with a bead of precum. “Vous voulez voir mon sexe? You want to see my cock?”
Unable to wait any longer, he sits down on the edge of the bed, his hand stroking himself, his hips already rocking gently. “Now, watch closely, mes amis,” he purrs, reaching over to a nightstand and pulling out a toy. “This is Fleshlight, the best toy to use on my big cock.” He holds it up, showing off the sleek, realistic opening. “Are you ready to watch me fuck it?”
With that, he spits into his hand, slicking up the toy, his other hand never stopping its torturous rhythm on his shaft. He lines up the head of his cock with the tight opening, the pink lips of the toy kissing his tip, and then he pushes in. The sound that leaves his throat is pure, unadulterated pleasure, a granting moan of “Fuck!” as he hilts himself fully inside.
He starts to move, his hips thrusting up into the relentless suction and tightness of the toy. All the while, he keeps up a stream of dirty talk in that sultry French accent, telling the watching viewer all the wicked things he wants to do to them, all the ways he wants to please and tease them. “Tu me rends fou,” he breathes, his eyes screwed shut in bliss, “I want you so badly.”
His movements are getting harder, faster, the bed springs creaking under the force of his thrusts. His cock is slick with lube and precum, catching the light as it disappears into the toy, reappears, over and over again. The obscene squelching sounds fill the room, a perverse symphony of sexual enjoyment. He’s so hot, so close, his body strung tight as a bowstring.
“I’m going to come all over this fucking toy,” he gasps, his hand reaching down to diddle his heavy balls, “all over your sexy face and tits. You want that, don’t you? You want to watch me lose it?”
With a hoarse cry, he does just that, his body jerking as he spills his hot seed into the toy, his cum filling the pocket and overflowing. It’s a heady sight, that glistening pearl color against the pink of flesh color, erotic and messy and completely, deliciously obscene. He milk every last drop before pulling his softening cock free, the toy still clutched in his hand, the mess a testament to his release.
“Did you enjoy watching me come, mes amis?” he asks, grinning, shifting the camera to show off his messy chest and stomach. “Come play with me anytime, d’accord?” With a wink and a wave, he ends the video.
