There are some cultural differences between Ukrainian and Americans. One that is very apparent is the American’s tendency to smile more. Smiling and drinking some beers at a bar in Kyiv, I easily stuck out. But I wasn’t the only one smiling.
Across the bar was a Polish girl named Gosia with a radiant smile. I knew I had to introduce myself. One good thing about being in another country where you don’t speak the local language is when you run into someone who speaks your language fluently it’s an easy conversation starter.
As soon as I approached her and started speaking English her face lit up. She told me how she spoke 5 different languages as part of being a flight attendant and was just staying one night in Kyiv. Our conversations went on and on for hours as we drank and kept our eyes on each other. Her light brown eyes stared at me with excitement as I told her about my life and travels, to the point where the “find some who looks at you the way so and so does” memes popped in my head.
As midnight approached, a group of mutual friends told us they were crossing the river to have an after-party on the other side of the main city bridge. We reluctantly agreed to join at our own pace. We casually strolled out the bar and along the streets toward the bridge, with my arm around her waist. She had a nice figure. Large breasts, and a curvy smooth waist that made me hard with my arm around it.
Walking along the river street we saw the bridge light up Ukraine’s national colors of blue and yellow amongst a clear sky. There could not have been a better romantic setting.
Upon reaching the bridge we began to cross it but never actually made it all the way. At the middle point, we stopped to look out at the water and also laugh at how some fuckling crazy drunk Ukrainian locals were jumping off the bridge and swimming to shore.
Our attention soon came back toward each other and we began to kiss. Slowly I began reaching my hand up her warm shirt feeling her body while gradually kissing her more aggressively. Her moans became ever more chaotic and louder as I went on. Leaning against the railing I started feeling and squeezing her tender breasts as she bit her lip trying to control herself.
She reached down and felt my long hard cock through the outline of my jeans. “fuck! You feel huge” she whispered. With one hand feeling up her shirt I lightly grasped her throat with my other and looked into her eyes. “You’ll find out later,” I said smiling, before kissing and biting her neck.
“Oh..yesss” she quietly moaned. I squeezed her throat choking her ever slightly more as I slid my hand down her jeans and panties. I stop kissing her for a second and look at her face and watched her brown eyes roll back forward. “You’re already pretty wet,” I say to her. “mmhmmmmm” she responds nodding her head. With two fingers I slide inside her and watch as her eyes roll back to her head.
Those memes had it all wrong. I amusingly thought to myself. What you really want to is to find someone who doesn’t look at you the way she isn’t looking at me right now.
I continued fingering her and kissing her neck for another 20 minutes as her hand firmly squeezed the outline of my hard cock. Then a group of teenagers approached the bridge. ‘w.. wa.. wait…” she asked me. “We need to find somewhere else.”
Remembering a very wooded park we passed with no street lamps, we walked back across the bridge with my arm around her and her hand on my leg feeling my cock.
We walked along a path in the park until we could no longer see the lights from the street. Just off the path, we resumed aggressively making out against a tree. I undid my belt and jeans and she dropped to her hand pulled out my thick cock stroking it as it gave her chills. “Fuck you’re huge”.
She dropped to her knees and with her back against the tree started sucking my cock. I grabbed her head and thrust it into her throat. She choked and gagged on it repeatedly and the back of her head banged against the tree as I fucked her face.
Taking my cock out of her mouth I was incredibly hard and wanted nothing more than to shoot my load inside her. “Get up and face the tree,” I told her.
She stood up and did as I told her. Pull her loosened jeans down to her ankles I was about to slide it in her. “Wait wait..”She said nervously. “What is it?” “Do you have a condom? ” Those words fucking hit me like a bullet. “Fuck.. I don’t” I said extremely disappointed. “I’m sorry I just can’t..”
I turned her back toward facing me. “That’s fine, we’ll just keep at it then,” I said kissing her and sliding three fingers in her. “Hmmm do whatever you want with me” she moaned.
I grabbed her hips and hoisted her high up against the tree. At only 5’2″ she was an easy little thing to lift up. “Put your legs on my shoulders”.
With my arms holding on to her legs and hers holding what she could of the tree, I slid my tongue inside her. “Ahh…ahhhh fuckkk” she moaned. I could feel her legs shaking on my shoulders as whirled my tongue around inside her. “Ahh fuck I’m cumming…oh my god.. oh fuck” she said trying not to scream. I couldn’t see her face but I know it must have looked like at that moment; jaw wide open, head leaning back against the tree, and eyes rolled back in her head.
She came. And just in time too a minute later and we saw a bunch of young teenagers walk toward us on the trail, high as a kite, wondering what we were doing in their “weed spot”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/idhszy/i_ate_her_out_against_a_tree_mf