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A little over two years ago, two of my mates and I flew over to the US and did a month long road trip, starting in LA and finishing in Houston. We were 22 years old at the time. One of the stops towards the end that we were most excited for was New Orleans. Not just for the nightlife and cheap booze, but also the jazz, the architecture, the food, the people and the non-stop party atmosphere.
We were staying at a hostel that was 10 minutes from Bourbon Street. We got there on the Friday afternoon, quickly checked in and then went for a walk around town. We had heard from a couple of fellow Aussies at the hostel that a bunch of them were going to be hitting the town that night, and we were very keen. When we got back though it looked like they had started pre gaming quite a while ago and were already getting close to leaving. Not to be discouraged, we joined the group of people sitting around the table. In what I can only describe as the luckiest moment of my life, I ended up sitting next to this girl Gabriella.
She was gorgeous. Gabriella was Italian, and had beautiful olive skin to match. Shoulder length, curly, wavy hair that was dyed a kind of crunchy blonde. Big brown eyes that you could get lost in for hours. She was medium height, in good shape (but not ridiculously skinny – I always prefer if there is a little bit of meat on the bones) with perky, medium sized breasts and a deliciously plump ass. She was wearing a pretty straight forward black dress that stopped just above the knee – not overly revealing, but also flattered her curves really well. Also a little about me; I’m pretty tall at 6 foot 7 (just over 2 metres), a little bit lankier than I would like but in decent enough shape from playing sport. I wouldn’t call myself hot by any means, but I think I scrub up okay.
Whilst the rest of the group were already pretty hammered, a few of us including my mates, Gabriella and I were having a few pretty chilled beers and just talking. I learned from Gabriella that she had a 6am flight to Chicago the following morning, hence why she wasn’t going as hard as the others. This had me a little dissapointed, partly because she was stunning, but also because she seemed like a pretty cool person. She also seemed to be pretty into me, though that could have been my imagination. I wasn’t going to let that get me down though, so we kept chatting.
The majority of the group left soon after, and a little while later those who remained played never have I ever. To be honest it was a pretty tame game, considering that NHIE usually gets very sexual almost immediately. But it was enough to get us all comfortable with eachother, as well as a little bit tipsy. As it got later, me and my mates decided that we wanted to go checkout Frenchmen street. She was a little hesitant at first, but somehow I managed to convince Gabriella to come with us.
We ended up at this little Jazz bar that wasn’t too crowded. The four of us sat at a table near the back, with Gabriella and I sitting next to each other facing the stage. We kept chatting, and were having a really good time, and there was also definitely a bit of a vibe going between us. It’s worth pointing out that both of my friends were in relationships, so it wasn’t like I was having to compete with them for this beautiful girl’s attention. At one point she went to the bathroom, and they both gave me a look that told me “make your move my man, we’re gonna head off”. They took off to go bar crawling, leaving me and Gabriella to ourselves.
When she came back we kept chatting, oblivious to the people around us or the band on the stage. We were sitting really close to each other, almost touching. Eventually we started talking about past relationships, which inevitably lead to us talking about past hookups. We were looking right in eachothers eyes. I could see her cheeks were a little bit flushed. I don’t remember exactly what we were saying, but it was something along the lines of:
“Its been a while for me. I’ve been traveling for almost 6 weeks, but I haven’t had sex with anyone the whole time” she said.
“Well you still have a week left, that’s plenty of time.”
There was a moments silence between us, before I leaned in and kissed her. She kissed me back, before pulling away. We were pretty well hidden where we were sitting, but I could tell she wasn’t comfortable doing this in the bar. I asked her “do you want to get out of here?” She just nodded in response.
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The walk back to the hostel took three times as long as it normally would. When we left the bar, we rounded the corner onto a pretty deserted street. Once we were sure we were alone, we started making out passionately. I had my hands on her waist, and slowly started sliding them down towards her beautiful ass. She had her hand on my shoulders, pulling me towards her. I gently bit her lip, which got a small moan from her, encouraging me to bite a little harder. This happened on and off the whole way back to the hostel. Every time we got onto a new block, we had our hands all over eachother. I got more daring as we went, and soon started sliding my hands from her ass to tease her pussy. She was already pretty wet, and every time I brushed her lips she let out a small whimper.
Eventually we made it back to the hostel. It wasn’t too late yet, so the place was mostly deserted. Miraculously our room was empty (or someone was very good at hiding). We quickly stripped ourselves, and if I wasn’t as hard as possible beforehand, I certainly was when I saw her naked body. We kissed, our tongues dancing together. She began stroking me slowly, while I moved my mouth from her lips to her neck, kissing and sucking my way to her collarbone, then down to her breasts. I took one of her nipples into my mouth and then the other, gently sucking. She softly sighed, and gave out a sharp moan whenever I gently bit down on her nipple. I led her towards my bed and she lay down on her back.
I got down on my knees at the base of the bed, spread her legs apart and started kissing my way up her thighs. I could smell her scent long before I got to her pussy; it was so sweet and made me salivate. As much as I was trying to draw this out, I couldn’t help myself and quickly made my way up. I gave her pussy a long, slow lick from bottom to top, stopping just before her clit. She let out a deep sigh, followed by an “mmmmmm”. I kept this up for a long time, until she started squirming on my face, trying to make me lick her clit. When I finally gave her what she wanted, she sharply inhaled, letting me know I’d hit the spot. I alternated between broad, slow strokes of my tongue along her clit, and teasing circles around it, making her writhe on the bed, desperate for more.
When my chin and cheeks were soaked with her juices, I slowly added one, then two fingers into her tight, wet cunt. I then put my left hand on her pubic bone, pressing down lightly, before curling my fingers upwards. “Oh fuck” she moaned, letting me know what I was doing was right. “You’re going to make me cum if you keep doing that” she whispered, her voice becoming more and more high pitch. This gave me all the motivation to keep up my fingering, along with my broad tongue strokes over her clit. Her fingers were tangled in my hair, and I had to push down with my left hand harder to keep her in place as she squirmed in pleasure. And then I was rewarded for my efforts with the sexiest thing I have heard and am likely to ever hear. As she got close, in between her moans and whimpers, she started saying “Si, si, si” followed by more Italian that I didn’t understand. I don’t know what it was about this girl moaning for me in Italian, but it drove me wild. Not long after that she cried out (in English) “Oh fuck I’m cumming”. I kept up my finger curling to prolong her orgasm as long as possible, and she soaked my hand and face with her wetness.
As she came down, she pulled me up to kiss her, our tongues swirling, sharing the sweet nectar of her pussy. We turned so that her head was on the pillow, me resting between her legs, my cock aching to be inside her cunt which was just inches away. I put a pillow under her ass, then slowly started to enter her. She was pretty tight, but soon I had my whole length fully submerged in her. I started slowly thrusting, and we kissed as I gently fucked her. Even though I like to get pretty rough in bed, I loved slowly sliding in and out of her, feeling every inch of her grip my cock. But it didn’t take too long before this wasn’t going to cut it; I started pumping faster and harder into her. She wrapped her legs around my waist, and I responded by kissing her neck.
I kept going like this for a while, but as anyone who has stayed in a hostel knows, the beds are usually small and not all that comfortable. I adjusted, so that now I was directly above her. I had her legs over my shoulders, and started slamming into her. She was trying to keep quiet, but couldn’t help but moan “oh fuck” whenever I hit the right spot. She was gripping onto my arms, her nails digging into my biceps. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she went over the edge, her moans a mixture of English and Italian as she came on my cock.
After she had recovered, I pulled out and spun her around. She bent over the bed and spread her legs for me. I knew this wouldn’t take me long, but OH SHIT. Just as I was about to enter her, we heard people unlocking the door. We quickly dove onto my bed and under the sheets, just as a couple of the Aussies from earlier stumbled in. Thankfully they didn’t turn the lights on. They were at the far end of the room, fumbling around in their bags. I thought that was it, but then Gabriella whispered “bathroom” to me.
We quickly scurried out of the room into the bathroom across the hall, and locked the door behind us. Between being interrupted and trying to stay hidden, I had lost my erection a bit. Seeing this, she grabbed my cock and starting stroking me. The feeling of her hand and her wetness felt amazing, but not as amazing as when she dropped to her knees and started sucking me. Looking down into her big brown eyes, and seeing her take my cock in her mouth had me back at full attention again in no time. We went over to the shower, which had a bit of a ledge where people put their shampoo and stuff. She bent over and held the ledge for support. I quickly entered her from behind, and started steadily fucking her. Her ass rippled every time I thrusted into her. It seemed like I had pretty much picked up where I left off, and it wasn’t long before I was getting close. I told her I was going to cum, and then pulled out and shot three ropes of cum on her ass and back. When I had recovered, she turned around and kissed me. We stood there in the shower, making out for a long time, before I turned on the water to wash away all the cum and sweat from our bodies. When we finished our shower, we checked to see if the coast was clear, before sneaking back into the room. It was just after midnight, and there was still only the other two people who had come into the room. We got some clothes on and crawled into my bed, and quickly fell asleep.
Epilogue:
Before we went to sleep, Gabriella set an alarm for 3.30am so that she could get to her flight in time. I woke up with her, and helped her out to the cab. We laughed about how we both looked a complete mess. We exchanged details, and had a quick kiss before she left. We messaged for another couple of weeks while we were both still traveling, just a few photos of places we were seeing. We both knew that this was a one time thing though, and I haven’t messaged her in a long while.
My mates badgered me to tell them if I managed to get with her, and eventually I caved. They claimed that they were the ‘Ultimate Wingmen’ for me, and I let them have that. It was a great trip that I’ll always remember fondly, and our first night in New Orleans will forever be a highlight.
If you made it this far, thank you for reading! It’s my first time writing anything like this, so please let me know what you thought.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/eqa82z/mf_learning_italian_in_the_french_quarter
Beautiful story. Well told and hot!