OK, I am NOT good with guys, never been very approachable! This JUST HAPPENED to me and it was so romantic so I am going to be a little long and gushy…
So, when I 5 I decided to go to Italy all alone. Italy is a beautiful country, and ohh, Tuscany, where I ended up on the 5th day, was just marvelous. The green green vineyards, the food, the nice locals. I stayed in this quaint hotel in this rustic room with cracked walls and a small window, I loved it!
One night there was this BIG party going on near the center of town (i am not going to reveal any names of specific specific areas or people because i don’t want this guy to get in trouble, he would too) and lights were up, there was people, music, and dancing. I got dressed, felt so Audrey Hepburn, and went down to join in on the fun. When I got there I didn’t know a soul and remembered how I hated people and meeting them and decided to go back. Suddenly this guy, who was so gorgeous with brown hair, danced over to me and grabbed me to blend with the crowd. We danced to this very traditional music. He was English! On holiday. I was glad to not have to fumble with my Italian again. We danced and he introduced me to his group of friends and we all danced and drank too much wine. I certainly felt too tipsy because suddenly another gorgeous English guy materialized and asked me to dance but this time he was blond. A slow song came up and everyone paired up and we got intensely close. It got REALLY hot with the low strands of lights above us so I loosened my collar. He then placed his head at the base of my now exposed neck and sent shivers through my body. I thought he was drunk and passing out at first but then he suddenly started to nibble on me. He smelled so nice, some kind of cologne. He then started kissing up till he reached my lips and kissed me passionatley in front of everyone all around us. I kissed him back, another first…yes I am so pathetic!, and then he just looked into my eyes. He had the most beautiful hazel eyes I had ever seen. That’s when I reconized him, he was a well known, EXTREMELY rich guy I heard about through the conversation. By now it was around 3am and we decided to go back to my place.
So there we were with the moonlight coming in through the window as we did some heavy groping on my small cot. He started to unbutton my blouse when I stopped him, I think I was sobering up.
“No, no…I can’t do this…Look, I can’t just lose it now, and here. I’m sorry but, it has to be somewhere else.” I was trembling, what was I thinking! I could finally lose it now5, but I just couldn’t. Something was wrong. Then I was afraid of what he was going to do next. He sort of sat there and just looked at me,
“Come on then.”
The next few hours was sort of weird but let me just say we took a cab to the airport, then we got on his private jet where he acted like I was a client or something where we really got to know each other, and then we were in France’s capital…It was a gloomy rainy day and the air was cool. We got into his limo and drove up to his hotel suite.
“How about now?” he asked. Oh, I wouldn’t dare refuse him now! The room was so lavish and had these huge curtained glass door that opened to the balcony. I opened them to get the curtains to billow up and jumped onto the bed.
“I don’t want to use a condom, but I swear I am clean. Uhh, here are some birth control pills” he said as he opened a drawer. I just nodded my head, I was horny as hell.
He undid my blouse, I undid his pants. He undid my bra and ran his hand over my breasts and made my nipples so hard I felt my whole breast tightening up. Soon we were under the covers and completely naked. I got really wet as he sucked on my tits as I grabbed his rock hard penis. It was finally going to happen! Oh, it felt a thousand times better than anything pleasurable I had before, just to be so close to him. I dropped down under the covers and started to give him a blow job. I sucked and did all I could to his shaft. He just moaned and I wish I could see his face. He came in my mouth and I swallowed. I went back up and he french kissed me, brave considering what I just did. He then took his other hand and entered me with two or three fingers, they buried deep into me and I had to moan and whimper. His cock became hard again as I squirmed next to him and he finally got on top of me. I spread my legs and he entered me slowly. That sensation of him entering me as I felt myself expanding for him. It didn’t hurt much from my years of masturbation so I instantly got use to it. He started going in and out, in and out with his massive cock that just seemed to fill me. I was so wet there was a noise everytime his balls hit my clit. He started going faster and I started to rock against him as we grinded our bodies together. I couldn’t take it anymore and bucked back and felt wave after wave of release and warmth and all the sensations of my first orgasm with another man. He probably sensed this and he came too, and I felt him filling me up. We stayed in that position for a while panting. He finally pulled out of me. He kissed me again and again all over my face and then I got up on fours and asked for it like a bitch. Yea, really romantic but I really wanted to try it. He was hard already and we fucked more than like making love for the next two hours, screaming our heads off.
We then showered together and he took me back to my little hotel room and kissed me for the last time. He sends me roses on my birthday from then on.
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