A HOT HOLIDAY IN EUROPE - PART 12
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Friday
Florence to Milan
I woke at 7.30am and had breakfast and then packed. I hung around in my room after that and then checked out at 11 and walked to the station with my luggage.
My high-speed train for Milan was due to leave at 12.00. We arrived in Milan on time at 1.40pm. I walked to my hotel about 10 minutes from Central Station. The hotel was basic but fine and convenient to the station and the Metro.
After checking in I took the Metro to the city centre and did some sightseeing including the famous Galleria Shopping Mall next to the Duomo and La Scala Opera House. After wandering around for a while and enjoying the sights, I returned to my hotel. Before I went up to my room, I decided I would look for somewhere to have a drink.
On the corner of the street near my hotel was a Turkish Kebab Caf‚ and I could see they were selling cold bottles of beer. I went in and ordered one and sat down at one of their tables. The late afternoon sun was streaming in the window, making it nicely warm. The guy who served me was quite handsome with a big thick brown moustache and he spoke good English as well. He asked where I was from and was quite friendly. While having the beer, I looked out of the window at the passing traffic which was quite heavy on this street.
I was the only customer in the caf‚ and, after a while, the guy who had served me came over for more of a chat and eventually sat down at my table. He was from Ankara in Turkey and had been in Milan working in this caf‚ for five years with two friends. He pointed them out to me behind the counter and they smiled back. This was the best place in Milan to eat kebabs, he said.
He told me his name was Berat and asked me if I was married, which set off warning bells. Was this going to get interesting? When I replied that I was single and never married, he told me he was single, too. There was a moment's silence between us but his eyes were studying me very intently. I got to the bottom of my beer about then. He asked if I wanted another, but I declined and started to gather up my things ready for leaving. Suddenly, he put his hand next to mine, just barely touching me, and, in a quieter voice, asked me if I would have a drink with him later this evening.
'Yes', I said, smiling at him, and he looked relieved. 'What time?' I asked.
'Can you come here at 11pm? That's when we close', he said.
I agreed and he grabbed my hand and shook it really hard. He seemed so happy. I was feeling quite happy about it, too! He was a hot man and there was something very exciting about this unexpected encounter.
I went back to my hotel and lay down on the bed. I connected with the hotel's wifi and checked for messages but there weren't any and I had a bit of a rest before going out for an early dinner. There was a small restaurant near the station and I decided to give it a try. There was no-one else there when I first sat down but within 30 minutes, it was packed. The main pasta course wasn't very good but I made up for it with a good selection of gelati ice cream to finish.
I got back to my hotel room about 7pm. I lay down on the bed again and checked my phone. There were nearly a dozen messages now! No doubt I'd been spotted as a new face in town.
One message was from a bearded and good-looking 37 year old who was only 30 metres away. He had to be staying in my hotel! I messaged him back and he replied immediately. His name was Rajko and he was visiting from Croatia. He was keen to meet, stressing he was top in sex and very horny. He invited me to his room which was on the floor above.
I had a quick shower and took the stairs up to his room. He opened the door with just a towel around his waist. His thinning hair was still damp from the shower. He had a spectacularly hairy chest and very thick beard. He shook my hand strongly and invited me in.
'I will be back in a moment', he said and went into the bathroom.
I could see him from behind as he took the towel off and finished drying his hair and beard in front of the bathroom mirror. He had a nicely shaped ass which bounced as he towelled his hair. I felt aroused just watching him.
He came back into the room without the towel. As well as his hairy chest, there was a huge amount of hair around his partially erect cock. He had a good body, quite strong-looking with broad shoulders.
'You can undress', he said, so I stood up and did so.
As soon as I had finished, he wrapped his arms around me and started kissing me. His beard felt really good - quite soft even though it was so thick. I felt for his cock while he was kissing me. It was now completely hard, cut with a big head on it and nearly eight inches long.
I crouched down and put my mouth over it. There was a nice taste of precum already. I sucked him while he held onto my head, groaning softly. Then he lifted me up and, crouching down, he sucked me, too. It felt very good and he was able to deep-throat me as well. I discovered I could see him in the large mirror on the wall, which was exciting.
Then he led me to the bed and we got into a 69 position with him on top. He started deep-throating me again and I used my hand on his cock while I went for his hairy ass. He was so hairy there, you could not easily see his hole but with a bit of probing with my tongue, I found it and heard him grunt with pleasure. There was so much hair between the cheeks of his ass and around his hole and it was fun making it very wet with my saliva.
Then he indicated we should change positions and, when I was on top, I was able to deep-throat him right down to his balls. I used my throat muscles on the head of his cock and enjoyed the feeling of him eating my ass at the same time. I could see myself in the mirror with his cock right down my throat. It would have made a great photo!
After a while, he lifted me off him and reached for a tube of lubricant on the bedside table.
'Please, no condom, yes?' he said. I nodded and he smiled broadly.
He got me to lie on my back in the centre of the bed. He positioned a towel and pillow under my ass and used some lube on his cock and put some into my hole as well. Then he lifted my legs and teased my hole with the hot head of his cock which was oozing precum, I noticed.
Then he pushed the head in and, keeping the pressure up, slid deeply inside me until I could feel his balls right up against my hole. I squeezed and relaxed my hole on it to get used to it inside me. It made him groan and close his eyes.
He started moving in and out gently, groaning with each push. His cock felt very hot and very hard inside me. I could feel the size and shape of the head as he moved it inside me. I could imagine his precum smearing the inside of my hole, making it even slicker.
'I can fuck you hard, yes?' he asked.
I told him it was OK and he grinned. Then he pushed my legs back even further and started moving faster. He pulled out almost completely each time and then plunged deeply back in up to his balls. It felt awesome.
'Hard enough?' he said, breathing heavily. I nodded and encouraged him to go harder, if he wanted to. Again, he gave me that huge sexy grin and started really pounding me hard, closing his eyes and grunting with each stroke. I was enjoying it very much. It was bordering on rough but it felt thrilling and wasn't hurting.
He pulled out and asked me to suck him again. He straddled my chest and shoved his cock into my mouth. It tasted strongly of hot cum, so he must have been leaking lots of precum inside me while fucking.
'Doggie-style?' he asked.
He got me to turn around and face the end of the bed this time. I stayed up on my knees and I could see him in the mirror as he positioned himself behind me.
'Looks good in the mirror, yes?' he said with that grin.
He positioned my ass up high and, standing on the bed behind me with legs bent, he rammed his cock right up me and started hammering in and out, watching my reaction in the mirror. I moaned with each strong thrust and it was very exciting seeing him smiling behind me as he fucked so hard. His cock seemed to go even deeper inside me in that position.
Suddenly he pounded me even harder and with a loud groan, he blew his load deep inside me. It felt like he was cumming and cumming, his muscle spasms were so strong. Then he pulled out of me and reached for a towel and quickly put it on my hole.
He stood up and came around to the end of the bed.
'Suck me', he said. His cock was slick with cum and smelled very sexy. He pushed his cock into my mouth and I concentrated on licking and sucking the head, which would have been very sensitive at that point. He closed his eyes and moaned.
'Lie on your back and lift your legs', he said. 'I want to see you push my cum out of your hole'. He kept the towel under me and got me to push. It felt like quite a lot of cum came out. He showed me the towel. It certainly had been a huge load! He grinned at me.
'You make me very horny and I cum so much in you', he said.
He lay down next to me and asked if I wanted to cum, too. Mindful that I had another date that evening, I said I was OK not cumming. My cock was still hard and I think if he had started playing with my cock I would have cum very quickly. He had really got me highly aroused with his strong, deep fucking.
I wondered if he was staying in the hotel for a while but, unfortunately, he was returning home in the morning. He was such a hot-looking man and so good in bed, it would have been nice to see him again. He invited me to have a shower, but I decided to go back to my room and do that, rather than use his towels.
I got back to my room about 9.30pm and showered. I still had 90 minutes before I was due to meet the Turkish guy, so I lay down on my bed and checked my phone. There were seven more messages from local guys but, as I had another date arranged, I decided to look at them more closely in the morning. Then I read my book and half dozed a bit until it was nearly 11pm.
To be continued....
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