A HOT HOLIDAY IN EUROPE - PART 36
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Friday
Berlin
I felt a bit weary when I awoke and took my time getting ready to go out after breakfast. In the event, it was nearly lunch-time when I emerged.
I took the Underground to Wittenburgplatz station. When I came up to ground level, I discovered there were several open air restaurants in the square, which was nicely landscaped with gardens and trees. I decided to have lunch there straight away.
Afterwards I visited the Kaufhaus des Westens ('Department Store of the West'), which is usually abbreviated by the locals to KaDeWe. It's the second largest department store in Europe after Harrods in London. I wanted to see their famous food hall and it was not disappointing.
Then I walked along Tauentzienstrasse towards the Gedaechtniskirche memorial. It's a bustling area with many shops and restaurants and it was good to see the remains of the church that had been destroyed during the war. You could tell it had been very beautiful inside.
After that I decided to take the remainder of the afternoon off. I was feeling particularly weary for some reason, so I went back to my hotel room and decided to just have a rest. I lay down and slept for a couple of hours.
Feeling really refreshed when I woke up, I checked my phone for messages. There were only a couple of new messages and one was from a good-looking bearded German guy called Anton. I messaged him back and he agreed to come to my hotel to meet me.
I showered and got ready to meet him. He arrived about 5.30pm and I went down to meet him in the lobby.
Anton was 45, quite tall and slim with sandy coloured hair and a thick reddish beard turning grey. He smiled when he saw me come out of the elevator and shook my hand.
As we went up to my room, I discovered that he was struggling a bit in English so I switched to German, which I can manage for simple conversations. He looked very relieved!
Once in my room, he put down a couple of plastic bags.
'I have been shopping today', he said, looking a bit embarrassed for some reason.
He came over to me and groped my cock through my pants.
'Nice', he said and then started to kiss me at the same time. He was a nice kisser and his thick beard felt good against my chin. I groped his cock, too, while he kissed me. It felt quite solid down there. I started to undo the belt on his jeans and then worked on the buttons, which were a bit resistant.
He realized I was struggling, so he stopped kissing me and undid the buttons himself and then took his jeans off, revealing a white pair of brief underpants. He had good strong legs that were quite hairless.
I took the opportunity to undress myself, too and, as soon as we were both naked apart from our underpants, he embraced me again and drew me down on the bed. Getting on top of me, he started kissing very passionately. I liked the way he kissed and I could feel my cock getting very hard as a result. His chest was not hairy and he had an interesting tattoo of Berlin on his left bicep.
He reached inside my underpants and squeezed my cock and then pulled my underpants off and got down on his knees to suck me. He took me in his mouth and I could feel his throat muscles squeezing the head of my cock. I had to close my eyes against the incredibly intense feeling he was creating in me.
Then he threw his underpants off and, straddling my chest, shoved his cock into my mouth. It was a nice thick one about seven inches long and uncut. It was so hard that the foreskin was fully retracted. It tasted good with just a hint of precum. I managed to suck him right down to his balls, too.
He reached behind him and started feeling for my asshole. I shifted my legs to make it more accessible for him and, while I sucked him, he started probing my hole with his fingers. It felt good.
Then he got off me and flipped me over, burying his face in my ass and licking my hole roughly. It was a great feeling. He reached underneath me while he was doing that and played with my cock and balls as well. He kept up the action on my ass for quite a while, sucking, licking and even chewing me. I could hear myself moaning with pleasure.
Then he reached for the lube on the bedside table and put some on my asshole. I could feel his hot cock moving up and down my ass cheeks and suddenly he was deep inside me. His cock was incredibly hot and the thickness was stretching me open very nicely. He started fucking me steadily, holding onto my shoulders as he did it. I could hear him breathing heavily as he fucked.
Then he stopped and got me to lie on my back. He pushed my legs right back and teased my hole again by rubbing the head of his cock over it a few times before plunging in deeply again. I heard myself gasp as it reached its full length inside me. I felt totally impaled on it. It was a beautiful cock - not too long but very thick and also very hot!
After a while, he pulled out again and said he would like to cum with me on top of him. I straddled him and, with my fingers, pushed his now sticky cock into my hole and enjoyed the feeling of it sliding deeply up inside me. Sitting down on it emphasised the thickness of it at the base - a very exciting feeling.
He grabbed my hips and, looking intently up at me, he started fucking me hard and deep. His intense stare at me was very sexy and I enjoyed looking at him as he fucked me.
He moved faster and faster and then with a loud groan, he blew his load inside me. It was a strong orgasm and I could feel him cumming for a while. Even after he stopped thrusting and lay still, I could feel his cock still jerking inside me.
Eventually I got off him and reached for the towel. I really needed it as I could sense he had shot a lot of cum into me.
Then I lay alongside of him quietly until he stopped breathing heavily and was able to talk again. We chatted for quite a while and I was pleased to see that my German was able to keep up with his. It had been a while since I had spoken it in a conversation.
Eventually it was time to shower and after he dressed and moved towards the door, he turned and kissed me passionately.
'Oh, I could almost do it again', he said, and I could feel he was hard again up against me. 'But I have to go. My partner will be expecting me home and I always have to fuck him on Friday nights'.
After he left, I straightened the bedclothes up and then thought about finding some dinner.
To be continued....
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