Date: Wed, 4 May 2022 17:06:06 +0000 (UTC)
From: "ozzalone65@aol.com" <ozzalone65@aol.com>
Subject: Speak French to Mr Addams (5)

This is a fictional story about the tv show from the 60s the Addams
Family. I just caught it in TV recently. Did you ever notice that Gomez
Addams was kinda hot. A Latin lover is it were. And horny as a rabbit
whenever his wife spoke French.
Well this if for that original series and the star (John Astin) that
played Gomez. 'Let me speak French to this dude and see if he would do
me'

Hope you enjoy.
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Speak French to Mr Addams (5)


... Well the next day was a surprise. For I felt as sleep came that I
would wake up back in the real world. Back in my apartment with the show
on the television. But as I looked around, I was still in the Addams
guest room. There with all the creepy furniture and artifacts they have
collected.
I thought that because I was in some sort of dream state before (at least
I assumed I was), that once sleep came I would arise back to normalcy.
Not that being there in the Addams world was bad. Far from. I had seen a
sight not be seen by anyone. Gomez fucking his wife. Well at least what I
could see of it.

"Still here" I sighed as I sat up.

I got up and went to the guest bath and took a shower. Then put my
clothes in and headed out to see where everyone was.
I came out to the main living room. No one was there. Then I looked
around as I heard someone speaking in the distance. It was Morticia's
voice. I followed it to the greenhouse where she was feeding her plants.
The African strangler Cleopatra was sucking in a fork full of meat.

"Good morning" I said to her
"Good morning cousin" she said back
"Good to see you have arisen"
"Where is everyone?"

She smiled as she petted the man eating plant. Stroking the leaves and
vines of it. Then she told me where everyone one was.

"The children our out at the swamp" she stared
"Fester is in the attic"
"And Mama is in the kitchen"
"She is making toad stool soup"
"Ah yes" I huffed back
"Uncle Fester was collecting some last night"

She asked If I had gone to help him. That they had a lovely green color
when she saw them this morning. I told her no I had not. Then I asked
where her husband was. Pondering if the stud was still asleep after his
hard sex last night.. but she then said that he was in his office with
the trains. And that if I wanted I should go see him there. That he would
enjoy the company.

"He says it's always fun when two enjoy a good crash" she added
"It gets him ever so excited"

I felt a tingle in my pants as she said this. I licked at my lips and
then said to her I would too enjoy his trains. And then she went back to
her gardening. Saying she had to take the 'nasty flowers' from her thorn
bushes
I then went through the house and to the office where Gomez was. I could
hear him running the machines through the tracks. The horns blaring as
the trains ran around their set up.
I knocked in the door and heard him call back for me to come in. So I
did. I looked into see the trains on the trains moving around and around.
He saw me and waved me in.

"Come in my good man" he said
"Come watch the trains roll"

I looked at the man's face. He had a stern determination about what he
was doing. And a happy glint, for he knew what was going to happen. And I
from the TV show itself knew what he was going to do. Awaiting for him to
grab at the plunger to set off the explosion. Then as the trains flipped
over to the right track and came around. Gomez hit the plunger in the
explosives. Then the thing went up like a small bomb. Trains fell as the
bridge they were one collapsed from the blast. I looked at the man's
eyes. His delight for this apparent. A big wicked smile crossing his
face. And a happy "yes!" Blew from his lips.

"That was such a good explosion" he said
"Don't you think?"
"Um. Yeah sure. It was" I said back
"You seem to really enjoy it"

He grinned and then said that it was one of his favorite things to do.
Besides making love to his wife. I found it funny he said that. But that
was when I saw his hand move down and he seemed to adjust himself in his
slacks. I glanced just as he moved his hand away from it. But he made no
attempt to pull back.
So I surmised that the trains excited him that much to. Almost as much as
fucking his beautiful wife. And then I remembered the sight last night.
The sight in the dim light in their room. The hot Gomez pounding away at
his wife. The two of them moaning in their intense love making.
And that was when I felt my loins tingle again. I knew that that memory
of their fun and now the sight of him moving his junk around in those
pants. I was starting to get horny.

"Did you want to try?" He then said to me
"Huh?" I blurted back

I was confused for a moment at what he was getting at. My head was filled
with this stud fucking his wife and he was offering me up something. Sex,
fun? I was not sure. That was until he said the train. He reiterated the
comment, adding the train to it.

"The trains" he stated
"Do you want to try and blow up the trains"
"It's ever so invigorating"

I looked at him as he smiled at me. I could see he wanted to do this
again. Like a kid with his favorite toy he was so up for more. And it was
oddly exciting to see him so excited for more fun.
Then I pondered how much more excited these trains could get him. And it
turned me on as I knew that his dick had bothered him moments before. The
excitement of the trains must have set off the studs sexual hunger. That
talk and the comment about his lovely wife Morticia. Maybe, just maybe I
could get him to pull at his crotch again with his growing excitement.
Maybe I could get a nice glimpse of his bulging cock through those
slacks.
So I agreed to play along. I agreed to help his re-set up the set of
trains. Rebuilding the area that he had blown up. Rebuild the bridge upon
his instruction. And as he stood very close to me as I did, I could smell
him behind me incense and sweat and it was making me horny. I just wanted
to turn and attack the hot man as he stood there.
He took off his jacket as we continued to repair the set and track. His
white shirt bright against his pale face. The pants below were actually
showing something poking at them near the zipper. I knew what it was and
I licked at my lips.

"Well, shall we?" He said after we finished putting everything back
together.

He placed the trains in the track and then he hooked up the small
explosives under the spots on the track that would cause the most damage.
His eyes wide with his building excitement.

"Does Morticia like you spending all this time down here alone?" I then
asked
"She is happy, so long as I am" he stated
"And once in a while she comes in and joins me."

He paused and smiled as he thought of her. And as he did I looked down as
I could see his dick push at the material of his pants. The tip pressing
in a hard throb to the area of his crotch there. It was obvious that he
was feeling something.
Then he looked at me as I stared at his crotch. He then smiled as I
looked back at his face. Then I suggested we get 'this party started'.

"Yes. Let's go. Let's start the trains" he came back

He turned them in and they were off. He looked at the trains intently as
they moved around the tracks. The separate levels connecting only when he
flipped the switch for them to do so. It was kind of exciting knowing
what was going to happen. Knowing that soon enough Gomez would take that
explosive device and hit that plunger. And the whole thing would come
crashing down again. I looked at him almost as much as I stared at the
moving trains.
And then it was time. He grabbed the plunger. We both stared at the
trains as they moved about. Then Gomez suggested I blow them up. He would
flick the tracks and I could blow up the trains.

"Cool" I said as I took the plunger from him
"Are you sure?"
"By all means my man" he said
"By all means. You seem like you want to play with it as much as me"

As he handed me the plunger, Gomez again reached down and groped at
himself. He was getting excited. I could see that now.
I took the plunger and held it to my hands. Then as he switched the
tracks to one, and the trains came around to the bridge again. He shouted
out for me to 'blow it'. Shouted it several times. So I hit the plunger
and then the explosion rocked the table again. The bridge crumbled and
trains parts flee about.

"Spectacular!" He shouted out
"C'est manifique!" I shouted out
"Is that not what your wife says?"

I looked at him as I said that. Not knowing why I did. But my brain was
working to my benefit,for I looked at the man. His eyes rolled up as he
heard my speak the French term. And at his crotch the man's cock throbbed
against the pants. And it was a very noticable push against them. Someone
would be able to see his cock do that across a room if so.

"That was french!" He shouted
"You spoke french. I love french"

He paused and then turned at the door. He seemed ready to run from the
room.

"Morticia. Morticia!" He shouted out...

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To be continued