A HOT HOLIDAY IN EUROPE - PART 27
35
Saturday
Paris - evening
After a bit of a rest, I went out to a nearby restaurant for dinner. I got back to my hotel about 8pm. There were no messages on my phone and so I settled down to a quiet evening reading my book.
After about an hour, my phone chimed and I checked the incoming message. It was from a rather macho-looking guy called Adam. He was Polish and on holiday in Paris for a few days. I'd never been with a Polish guy and I thought he was rather hot-looking. After a brief chat he asked me to come to his hotel in the St. Michel area, which wasn't far.
I had a quick shower and then took the Metro to St. Michel station. The streets were crowded, being a Saturday night. It was a popular area with tourists and the restaurants were very busy.
Adam's hotel was not far from the Metro station. I messaged him when I arrived in the lobby of his rather expensive-looking hotel. Within five minutes he appeared and shook hands. He was quite tall and in his late 40s. He was carrying a bit more weight than he should have, but he was a good-looking man.
We went up to the third floor of the hotel and into his room. It had a nice view over Boulevard St. Michel. He showed me that you could see Notre Dame Cathedral and the River Seine was just visible if you leaned over his balcony and looked to the left.
He had an already opened bottle of white wine in the minibar and offered me a drink. We chatted for a while drinking side by side on the bed. He was married with three children back in Warsaw but had always had a secret life with men.
As we finished our wine, he leaned over and kissed me gently on the lips. I responded and his kiss became more passionate. He was a good kisser and he started to touch my body as well.
We then stood up and undressed quickly. He had very little hair on his body and his cock was thick and about 6 inches long. We kissed some more standing up and played with each other's cocks. His was uncut and rock hard. The foreskin was retracted, revealing a really nice head on it that was oozing pre-cum.
He got me to lie on my back on the bed. He climbed on top of me and continued kissing me, grinding his body over mine. He seemed to get more and more passionate kissing me. It felt like I was his first partner in a long time.
He worked on my ears as well, licking them very sensuously. Then he moved down my body licking and squeezing my nipples and then further down, licking everywhere. I just closed my eyes and gave in to the pleasurable feelings he was creating.
He shifted my legs open and used his tongue on my inner thighs and then licked my balls and, finally, my cock. He worked on the head first of all which felt incredibly sensitive with the way he was licking and sucking it. Then he deep-throated it and was very good at keeping it down his throat for lengthy periods. I had to be careful not to cum when he was doing that.
Then he flipped me over onto my stomach and, pulling my cheeks open, went for my asshole. His tongue worked its way into my hole and he was an expert rimmer, sucking, licking and chewing. I could hear myself starting to moan as it felt so good.
Then he climbed on top of me and rubbed his cock up and down between my cheeks. It felt very hot. He did that for a while, groaning quietly as he did so. Then he flipped me over onto my back again and straddled my chest, sticking his cock into my mouth.
I sucked him as deep as I could in that position. It was good to be able to look up at him and the pleasure on his face. He lifted himself up so that I could lick his balls, too. Then he turned around, sat down on my face and started sucking my cock in a 69 position. I had a bit of trouble breathing and got him to move a little so I could.
I rimmed his hole for a while and enjoyed feeling him deep-throating my cock. He was getting me dangerously close and I had to get him to stop or it would be all over for me. He seemed amused and told me that hardly anyone survived his deep- throating without cumming.
'How do you like to be fucked?' he said, when he got off me.
'Any position is fine with me', I replied.
'Then we will do as many as I can manage until I cum', he said. 'OK for me to cum bare inside you?'
'Yes, I was hoping you would', I replied.
He smiled and reached for the lube. Lifting my legs he put some lube on my ass and put some on his cock as well. Then he positioned himself between my legs and, holding them up by the ankles, he steadily pushed his cock into my hole. The thickness and heat of it felt great. He kept pushing until it was all the way in.
He checked if I was OK and when I nodded he started to fuck steadily. Looking at his face concentrating on me was exciting. He fucked faster and started groaning a little with each thrust of his cock.
After a few minutes, he got me to turn over and get up on my knees. He stuck his cock back into me and fucked quite hard.
'That one's dangerous', he said, pulling his cock quickly out of me. 'I'll come back to it later, if I last the distance'.
He got me to lie on my side and pull one leg up. He entered me from behind, wrapped his arms around me and fucked deep and hard. It's a position I really like. He started feeling my asshole at the same time with his fingers which felt really good.
Then he pulled out again and got me to sit on top of him. I loved the feeling of my ass sliding down on his cock and feeling his public hair underneath me. I leaned forward and he pumped his cock in and out of me quite fast. I thought he was about to cum as he closed his eyes, fucked harder and was breathing quite heavily.
However, he suddenly flipped me onto my back, keeping his cock still deep inside my hole and held my legs up by the ankles. He really hammered his cock into me as hard as he could go. There were moments when I could hardly breathe but it was really thrilling having him pound my ass like that.
After a couple of minutes, he pulled his cock out of my ass, straddled my chest and stuck his cock into my mouth. His pre-cum tasted good and he closed his eyes and groaned.
'Let's 69', he said, and turned me around to be on top of him. He guided my cock into his mouth and I commenced deep-throating him. He stuck two fingers into my ass while he was sucking my cock and finger-fucked me quite fast. He was hitting my prostate and I could feel my cum building up quickly. I took his cock out of my mouth to tell him he should stop playing with my ass, but, suddenly I just couldn't help cumming.
I shot a big load and worried it would make him gag as I thought my cock was right down his throat as I started to blow. He seemed OK but pulled my cock out of his mouth. I was still cumming uncontrollably and, after I'd finished, I turned around to see I had cum all over his face as well. It was an unusually big load for me.
'I'm sorry', I said. 'I just couldn't control it and could not warn you in time'.
He laughed and said it was OK as he reached for a towel on the bedside table and wiped my cum off his face.
'I should have told you I've won prizes for finger-fucking as well as deep-throating', he said.
He got me to go back into doggie position. He rammed his cock into my asshole and started pounding me hard. I really had to brace myself on the bed as his cock went in and out so strongly. It felt really good and, just as I was settling in for a long, hard fucking, he groaned and filled my ass with his cum.
He then quickly pulled out and got me to lick all the cum off his cock.
'I tasted yours and now you have to taste mine', he said, smiling. That was fine with me!
We then lay down and chatted for a while. He had two more days in Paris and was then returning home to Warsaw. I told him he was the first Polish guy to fuck me and he looked very surprised.
'Was I as good as all the other nationalities who've fucked you?' he asked, and he looked like he was asking seriously.
'Yes, you were awesome and even better than the huge black guy from Zambia', I said, jokingly. 'And I'm honoured to have your cum inside me'. He grinned, obviously pleased by that answer.
'How big was the guy from Zambia's cock?' he asked.
I had to explain that was just a joke and he laughed quite loudly.
As it was getting late, he invited me to shower with him. The hotel had a nice modern bathroom and a large shower stall. We soaped each other down and I noticed he was getting hard again. He looked at me and I could see it was time to turn around and brace myself against the tiles as the water rained down on us.
He fucked incredibly hard and it felt good standing up. He didn't take long to cum and it felt like a sizeable load, too.
'Just push it out under the shower', he said, 'but let me watch'.
He crouched down behind me and pulled my cheeks and my hole open.
'Now push', he said tapping my hole with a finger. I did my best but I didn't produce anything.
'Well, I wonder where that all went?' he said and we both laughed.
We finished showering and then it was time to go. One last lingering kiss and he shook hands with me and I left and walked back to the Metro. It was a warm night and the restaurants and streets were still very busy.
Back at my hotel, I read for a while and then put the light out just before midnight.
To be continued....
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