A HOT HOLIDAY IN EUROPE - PART 24
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Friday
Paris
Next morning, I took the Metro to Opera station and, armed with a map, did a walking tour of the famous old shopping arcades known as Les Passages. Then I took the Metro to Concorde and admired the huge fountains and obelisk there. In the west corner of the Tuileries Gardens next to the Place de la Concorde is the Mus‚e de l'Orangerie, which I visited next. Though most famous for being the permanent home for eight Water Lilies murals by Claude Monet, the museum also contains other great impressionist and modern art works by famous artists. It took quite a while to see everything.
After that I had a late lunch and took the train back to the hotel. My busy days and nights in Paris had taken their toll and I decided to have an afternoon off and rest in my hotel room. I lay down and read my book for a while but dozed off and slept soundly until nearly 4pm.
Refreshed, I had a look at messages on my phone and found an interesting one from a young guy called Marc. Handsome, clean shaven and with a beaming smile, he was quite attractive. His other pictures, showing him being sucked and fucking, left nothing to the imagination. It looked like he had quite a large cock, too.
I messaged him back and he replied that he was keen to meet. He said he could be at my hotel within 45 minutes. I had a shower and got ready for his arrival.
He messaged me from outside the hotel and I went down to meet him. He was also a bit daunted by the old elevator in the hotel, but decided to risk his life riding up with me.
'You might want to turn the TV on', he said. 'I can be a bit verbal when I get going'. I did as he suggested and he switched through the channels with the remote until he found a noisy game show.
He was quite tall and slim and aged about 30. He had short brown hair and a very attractive smile. He started to undress immediately so I did the same. When he got down to just his underpants, he reached out for me and held me tight, kissing me lavishly and very well.
His body was quite smooth but he had a pronounced five o'clock shadow on his face which made me wonder if he shaved his body hair. He looked hot in his brief blue underwear with the sizeable bulge in them.
While kissing me, he pulled my underpants down and felt for my asshole, groaning softly when he found it. Then he squatted down and started sucking my already hard cock. He could deep-throat it easily and it felt awesome. He was doing it just right for me. His fingers were exploring my asshole at the same time.
Then he stood up and pulled his underpants off. His hard cock was about 8 inches long, uncut and thick. It was my turn to get down and suck him. He tasted great with a hint of precum. I managed to deep-throat him even though his cock was quite thick. He dug his fingernails into my shoulders when I got his cock right down my throat to his balls and flexed my throat muscles on it.
I also sucked his balls and licked that patch underneath between his balls and his asshole. It was a little hairy under there, which added to the pleasure. When I tried to deep-throat him a second time, he stopped me and got me to lie on the bed instead.
He lay on top of me and kissed me deeply again. Then he moved down my body, licking and sucking everything feverishly - neck, nipples, navel, cock, inner thighs, balls and, lifting my legs, buried his tongue into my asshole. He was very good at this and I could feel myself getting more and more aroused.
Then he flipped me over onto my stomach and ate my ass some more, pulling my cheeks and then my hole as wide open as he could to get his tongue in deeper. His expert licking and his light use of teeth made me gasp with pleasure.
Then he climbed on top of me and started rubbing his big cock up and down between my ass cheeks. The heat coming off his cock was considerable and felt very sexy. At the same time, he licked and chewed lightly on my ears. It was a very sensuous feeling and made me feel even more aroused.
He leaned across to the bedside table and picked up my tube of lubricant. He put some on his cock and also some on my asshole and between my cheeks. Then he started moving his cock up and down. The lube soon heated up and his cock felt so smooth sliding back and forth there. Every time the head of his cock moved upwards over my hole, it seemed to catch slightly. It felt very exciting and a hint of what was to come.
After about 5 minutes of doing this, his cock head suddenly slipped into my hole and he pushed it steadily up inside me until it was right up to his balls. The thickness and length made me gasp and, once fully inside me, he paused and allowed me time to get used to being filled with his cock. It felt so hot and incredibly sexy.
Then he gripped my shoulders and started moving his cock in and out, slowly at first and then gathering speed. He paused every now and then, pacing himself. As my ass relaxed on his cock, it became even more enjoyable and he started to fuck faster.
He was mumbling to himself the whole time as he fucked, but it wasn't very loud. He was talking French and, while I couldn't understand what he was saying, it sounded very sexy.
Suddenly he started pounding my ass and holding my shoulders very tightly. The head of his cock felt like it was growing larger inside me and then with a very loud groan, he blew his load into me. Even after he stopped moving, I could feel that he was still cumming. It felt great!
Then he pulled his cock out of me, turned me around and, getting back on top of me, kissed me slowly and tenderly for some time, still moaning and sighing gently.
Eventually he moved to lie alongside me and silently held me tight with his head buried in my shoulder. Eventually, he roused himself and asked if I would like to cum now. I should have cum while he was fucking me and I had now lost the urge. I told him I was fine and he smiled and kissed me some more. He was a very good romantic kisser.
Soon it was time for him to go and he showered and dressed. He then kissed me again for a few minutes before I opened the door. Then we walked downstairs avoiding the lift and, outside the front door of the hotel, I went to shake hands but he kissed me again quite strongly and headed for the Metro station.
When I went back into the lobby, the girl behind the desk, who had apparently seen us kissing, gave me a knowing smile and then a warm wink as well. I think she approved!
To be continued....
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