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It was a scorching hot day at the French Riviera, and the sandy beaches were filled with sunbathers eager to soak up the golden Mediterranean rays. Among them was a pert young French beauty named Chloe, her supple bronzed skin glistening with sunscreen as she lounged on her towels, a barely-there bikini barely containing her perky breasts.

As Chloe dozed lightly, lost in the throes of a sun-soaked dream, she felt a shadow fall across her face. Blinking open her eyes, she found herself gazing up at a dark-haired, ruggedly handsome stranger with impeccable abs and a smoldering look. Max Courtes, a filthy rich gigolo, had picked just the right moment to approach with a smirk playing across his sexy lips. He crouched down and flashed his dazzling necklace of platinum bracelets and diamond-studded rings.

“Chloe, n’est-ce pas?” he purred, eyeing her curvaceous body appreciatively. “I couldn’t help but notice you from across the beach. You have an absolutely exquisite figure.”

Chloe sat up and smiled flirtatiously, tossing her long silky locks back over her shoulders. “Why thank you! And you are quite the specimen yourself, monsieur.” Her eyes sparkled with mischief as they lingered on his sizeable bulge straining barely constrained by a pair of tight swimming trunks.

Max grinned and sat down boldly right next her, pulling a thick wad of cash from his back pocket. He waved the bills temptingly back and forth. “I was hoping a ravishing creature like yourself might be interested in earning a little extra money during your vacation…” he suggestively purred, handing her a grand. “One thousand euros is yours, just for spending the afternoon with me.”

Chloe licked her full pouty lips, attempting to conceal a mix of arousal and greed as she slowly reached for the bills between them. She knew there would be no way she could refuse such an irresistible offer to spend time with this sizzling hot stud and boost her wallet all at once.

“I suppose, if you insist…I would be thoroughly pleased to keep you company, mon cher,” She practically purred as she slid the money into her beach bag. Max took her hand to help her up and together they walked towards the waiting yacht bobbing in the water, anchored just offshore, clearly waiting for their arrival.

On the deck, surrounded by the sun-sparkled panorama of the sparkling sea, they fell upon each other in a heated embrace, hot hands roaming under swimwear to feel each other up. Chloe’s bikini top was the first to go, tearing away with a sound snap as Max exposed her pert tits and latched onto a sensitive nipple sucking it hard. Chloe cried out in pleasure, her thighs beginning to tremble as Max’s long expert fingers dipped beneath the strings barely covering her ass.

“Let’s get rid of these, shall we?” Max growled, tugging Chloe’s bottoms down her tanned legs in one swift movement. Her body unfolded like a sexy gift, tremulously offering up her sexy wetness to him. “Fuck, you are exquisite. I can’t wait to taste you.”

Chloe moaned heatedly as Max’s tongue was upon her, lapping and delving into her soaked folds hungrily. His hands were so demanding grasping at her hips to pull her tighter to his face as he sucked greedily at her throbbing clit, two fingers plunging deep into her tight hole curling just right to stroke her g-spot. “Ohhh fuck, yes! Don’t stop, please!” she squealed, grinding herself wantonly against his fluent tongue, gyrating shamelessly. Her body quivered as his ministrations drove her quickly to the edge and she came hard, squirt gushing out to soak Max’s greedy face.

With his prepped fingers still pumping in and out of her twitching slit, Max captured Chloe’s moans with his mouth, sucking her own juices off each digit while the other hand blatantly groped her ass. “Mmmm, you responded so deliciously,” he complimented hotly against her lips. “But I require something more immersive for my hard cock now…”

Gorgeous Chloe turned and bent forward, balancing her hands on the railing. She presented her tight ass up in sluttish invitation, spreading her legs and glancing flirtatiously over her shoulder. “Then take it, mon gigolo. Fuck my slutty little hole and fill me with your cum!”

The shemale’s ass jiggled as Max’s cock slapped heavily against it a couple times before he growled and slammed home, spearing his massive shecock straight into the undulating tunnel of Chloe’s tightest, most intimate hole. She gasped sharply and bit her lip, fingers digging into the rail as he hilted himself in one forceful thrust, thick shaft stretching her so deliciously she saw stars burst before her eyes. Max began fucking into her hard and fast, balls slapping loudly as he powered deep balls-to-the-wall then pulled back almost to the tip and rammed back in again, again and again. He grunted and groaned, Sweden muscles flexing as he built up a relentless, perspiring pace, cockhead hitting her cervix with each thrust.

“Oh fuck, your tight ass feels so goddamn exquisite, baby,” he groaned through clenched teeth, face strained with his efforts to not come too fast since Chloe was milking his cock so happily. He gripped her hips to fuck her harder, viewing her back pore stretching and clenching around him as he drove himself in mercilessly. “Take my cock, you fucking little cumslut. This horny hole was made for me to ruin and fill.” Sweat trickled down his chiseled chest, glistening in the Renault sun.

Chloe wailed brokenly beneath him, back arching and toes curling as her second climax crashed through her like tidal wave of ecstasy, pussy juices gushing down her thighs and pooled on the boat deck. She was so overcome by the sheer carnal bliss of having this gorgeous beast fuck her into oblivion that a garbled profanity was all she could weakly gasp out through teeth.

Lost to his pleasure, Max pistoned a final time balls deep; with splintering groan of his own agony. His swollen cock jolted and emptied thick spurts of hotspunk into her spasming bowels. Chloe moaned wantonly, feeling each rope of his cum paint her insides, tugging weak lewd promises to arouse another climax. Max collapsed atop her, hardly able to catch his breath. They laid there together, regrouping for the next round and fully sated to enjoy the French Riviera of sunshine and a lottery big wack.