[MF] Bareback in a busy Dutch Hostel with a Married Croatian Milf

Hello everyone, this happened june/July 2019 as I travelled around Europe for my 30th Birthday. This one turned out a bit longer than expected, but I couldn’t skip details on this, otherwise it wouldnt be authentic.

A little about me: Irish, 185cm, 185lbs, blues eyes, short blonde hair, red beard.

I finally arrived in Rotterdam, stop one of the Dutch leg of my journey. At this point in my life I’d been considering a move out to the Netherlands to settle down, so I figured by hitting up some of its main cities, I’d get a good feel for the place.

Rotterdam was a well laid out city due to the bombings of WW2 that led to a total redesign of the city. Its Street Art was fantastic as well as its modern art and sculptures.

I checked into my Hostel in the afternoon and still had 2 hours before I could find my bed. I put my luggage away and went off exploring.

By the time I came back, it was early evening, and my feet hurt after doing a swift 40,000 steps and a few thousand photos on my Nikon. I finally got to my bed, which was in a room with a total of 16 beds. The top of the hostel was really cool in its layout. With the large room partitioned by curtains. And other rooms having curtains for doors. Again, quite modern and different.

I showered, changed and went to the shop to get a bottle of wine and pizza and relax for the night. Walking into the kitchen, it was lined in one side with cooking facilities and the other with seating. My eyes immediately fell on two ladies talking, who returned my look with a smile and friendly hello. One of them was a little large with brown hair, but a kind face. The other was a blonde bombshell, at first glance I guessed late 30’s. I replied with a hello and went about cooking the pizza.

The first night was largely uneventful as I joined some old Korean dude watching a Korean TV show. The guy was so nice he got worried about the language, I just told him to turn on the subtitles and I’m good.

The following day was much a repeat of its predecessor. Lots of photos and even more walking and exploring. Only this time, I got two bottles of wine and cooked a lasagne.

Again, I joined my new Korean friend and we laughed our asses off at the TV Show. I was drinking the Rose like tap water – really fueling those Irish drinking stereotypes haha.

Eventually my friend left and I was joined by a guy from Serbia. We chatted and began watching some random movie. Not long into it, we were joined by the large brown haired lady and her blonde friend from the day before. I was buzzed after the first bottle and feeling good, but knew better than to interject into their conversation with my new Serbian friend.

Eventually I seen an opening and wormed my way into conversation. The larger brown haired girl, Rachel said that she and her friend, Melissa were from Croatia and were visiting regarding a study they were doing. Rachel and I hit off pretty easily, although she wasn’t my type, she had an amazing personality and had us all in fits of laughter. Eventually she left to take care of something briefly, and Melissa and I immediately hit it off. She was wearing a beautiful yellow sundress that dropped down to just below her knees and a black leather jacket that covered her chest completely. Her blonde hair cascaded down to her shoulders and green eyes and full lips stared back at me smiling.

Rachel eventually arrived back and she seemed visibly peeved that Melissa and I had hit it off even better than she and I had. I of course said nothing and did my best to keep the conversation clean but the chemistry between Melissa and I was electric. Eventually the conversation turned to sex, and while I can’t recall in this moment what we spoke about, I believe it was just a general mish-mash of topics. Eventually the topic of what I like to date came up.

“So, what do you normally go for?” asked Melissa in a thick Croatian accent.

“Well the last person I dated was 40, and I turned 30 recently, so I usually go for ladies older than me.”

At this point Melissa blushed so hard, even her friend Rachel commented on it. I kept my ego level and just enjoyed the conversation.

At this point I looked at Melissa’s lock down finger – no ring.

Check.

Her jacket had parted and it was only now after 2-3 hours that I finally got a look at her tits, and mother of divine christ were they big. Melissa had gotten up once or twice and she was sporting an athletic frame with meat and curves in all the right places. I was aghast at the size of her chest in Comparion tk her body, and just how well the leather jacket had hidden it.

Eventually it was time for bed and we made our way to the top of the hostel. Melissa had said that she’d love a shower but didn’t have any shower gel for her body. I offered her mine if she didn’t mind smelling like a man. She giggled and blushed but accepted my genuine offer and that she’d drop it back to me in the morning. I told her I’d need it directly after her shower as I’m checking out in the morning to go to Den Haag. She hesitated for a second but said that was no problem.

I was sat at my bunk and pulled out the shower gel. Melissa was walking over to me, no jacket as her slender but strong legs carried her softly as her large tits jiggled from side to side with each step. I stood up and handed her the shower gel when our eyes locked. The room and almost every one of the 16 beds in it was full and people were sleeping. We lean in and kissed slowly, passionately, my tongue meeting hers, greeting it and then dancing. My hands dropped to her lower back and push her crotch against mine. Our kiss broke and we both smiled and said nothing.

I went back to my bunk and fished out my valerian root tablets to help me sleep, took two, popped my headphones on, and got comfortable. At this point I realised what I had instinctively done all night. I had set myself up with a beautiful with a wonderful 43 year old woman from Croatia and I’d done it without even realising – I blame the two bottles of wine.

The next hour was excruciating as I fought off the sleep effects of herbal tablets. Eventually the showers stopped, and Melissa came walking over to me in nothing but a towel wrapped around her from above her breasts and dropping down to her mid thigh. She handed me the body gel, and I asked her to sit. She hesititated but gave in and sat down next to me. She leaned in and kissed me and my cock sprung up, fully erect and painfully hard.

I placed my hand on her right knee where she automatically spread her legs giving me a view and full access to her shaved pussy. I lightly played with her clit using my thumb before inserting my index and middle fingers into her pussy which was soaking wet. She immediately moaned in my ear and it almost sent me over the edge.

I had to have her, spoke my inner sex brain.

She was moaning softly despite being surrounded by people on all sides who were either asleep or faking it. I began stroking her G spot more steadily as her juices flowed and her pussy made a squelch sound. She grabbed my wrist and was breathing very heavily.

“Hold on,” whispered Melissa. “message me on Facebook in a few minutes okay.”

“sure.” A few minutes passed and we began messaging, I thought I’d done something wrong or scare dher off, but it was the total opposite. It didn’t take us long to agree that we were going to fuck and we were going to do it right now. We threw out ideas from her coming to my bed and me going tk hers. Eventually I asked her if the ladies bathroom was empty, she said it had been a few minutes. I told her to go check and if it was to stare over at my bed and give me the nod.

She gave me the nod.

I got up and my cock swayed from left to right like a big flash light in my pants. She grinned as she seen me approach. We quickly made our way into bathroom as our hands were all over each other. She was wearing her sundress again and I was in my boxers. Our tongues met and my hands landed her pert arse. I gripped it tightly as her hand made it’s way down to my pulsing cock.

“I want you.” she said.

“and I want you.”

“Do you have a condom?”

Shit, I didn’t.

“damn it, I actually don’t. I won’t lie, I’m not a fan of them, but I carry them just incase. And I totally left them at home before travelling.” I hadn’t planned Don sex for my trip. I’m a travel photographer, so I was having fun in artsy way on this trip, sex had been the furthest thing from my mind.

“fuck.” swore Melissa in her thick accent.

“Melissa I’m genuinely clean, I got tested recently, but I completely understand if you don’t want to do this.”

She bit her lip, the choice was hers after all, and I didn’t have condoms, nor did the fucking hostel have any machines. I do hate them, yes they are a turn off for me, and yes I’ve a fetish for breeding, but I’m not rude that way. I’ll always wear one if I’m asked too.

Melissa took off her sundress and her tits dropped, and my cock stood to full attention. “who gives a fuck, go for it.” she said, throwing sense amd caution out the window.

Now that I had permission, I put my hands back in her pussy and I jack hammered her G spot to a seismic orgasm as she she squirted all over the bathroom floor. She left teeth marks in my shoulder and claw marks on my back. Grabbing her as her knees buckled my cock yearned to feel the warmth of her pussy. To feel it being engulfed in that tantalising warmth.

“come on, let’s get into the shower cubicle.”

“okay.”

Melissa placed one hand on the wall and the other to spread her cheeks revealing a beautiful butt hole and her juicy pussy. Getting down onto my knees I ate her asshole like a dessert. I licked around the edges and tongue fucked her as I fingered her pussy. She was moaning loudly and bit into her own arm to stifle the sweet sound.

“Fuck me.” Melissa was a sweet woman, but that voice was commanding and left no room for dispute – not that I had any.

I got back up and pressed the head of my cock inside her pussy.

“oh my fucking god.” Said Melissa as my eyes rolled to the back of my head in sheer bliss.

Melissa had told me earlier that she did pole dancing to keep fit and god damn now that she was bent over, she looked like a goddess.

Those hips, that ass and her tight tight pussy and the clatter of my balls against her was enough to make me come. Holding it back Melissa arched her back and push herself onto my cock. Girth wise I’m as thick as the average woman’s wrist at its base.

As the bucking increased Melissa found her rhythm and her pussy was literally dripping and running down her legs and mine. She is to dstex one of the wettest women I’ve ever met.

“I can’t believe I’m fucking a stranger, bareback in a hostel bathroom’s.” said Melissa incredulously but smiling like a sex starved addict.

“Me too.” was I could say through breaths. This beautiful woman had transported me to heaven all full of lust and a wanton urge to fill her obliterate that pretty pussy.

I reached around and caught hold of one her tits and placed her large nipples between my fingers where I caressed the breast and squeezed her nips.

The walls of her pussy began to tightened around my slick pussy juice covered cock, which sent me over the edge. We fucked harder and faster expending the very last of our energy.

“where do you want me.” I asked quickly

Drseing my hand back, I Licked my thumb and slowly worked her asshole as our tempo increased. As we both reach our climax my thumb was rapidly moving as I traced alphabet stretching her asshole in every odd direction.

Melissa looks back at me “in me, put your babies deep in me.” she said in a sex thick Croatian accent.

This was more than enough for me and a month of post breakup pent up sexual energy and sperm erupted inside her 43 year old blonde pussy.

A few swift, hard thrusts and my balls were empty. Her body had lost its weight in liquids and we both collapsed on one another in the shower. The stink of our sex, her juice and my sperm filled our heads and our minds. Her hard nipples poking at my chest and my deflating cock dribbling the final remnants of my man juice onto her slender but muscled legs.

We cleaned our selves up, waltzed out of the bathroom with an ear to ear grin that spoke louder than our sex ever would. We wanted to sleep together but chose not to push it any more.

I found out the following morning when I met them checking out that Melissa was married, in a dead bedroom situation and planning a divorce.

Then two days later we met in Amsterdam for Round 2.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i3byxf/mf_bareback_in_a_busy_dutch_hostel_with_a_married