So, this was way back in October 2011. I was visiting a friend as she was on her world tour and our calendars aligned when she was in Spain.
She’d arrived a few days before me and had met an American boy. As with all holiday romances, they fell hard and fast for each other.
We were all staying in the same dorm room of a hostel together, there were two sets of bunk beds. I was on one, they were on the other. There was no one else in our room so we were able to leave our stuff wherever.
One night we’d been out drinking and got back to the hostel. My friend and her beau clearly wanted a bit of private time together and I was happy to oblige. It was about 2am when I pulled my hoodie over my pyjamas and took myself downstairs and outside to sit on the steps and have a cigarette or two (I’ve since quit).
It was common for there to be a steady stream of people around, ones coming back from nights out, others on different sleep patterns due to jet lag, or some, like me, giving their bunk mates privacy. I started talking to a friendly Norwegian guy, Joey. He told me his friends were still out somewhere and he’d come back alone. He was beautiful, all Nordic blonde with eyelashes that went on for miles and big full lips.
As the autumn cold started to set in we snuggled closer, our voices dropping as we flirted. We were drawn to each other and his hand cupped my face, pulling me towards him until our lips met.
On the steps outside our hostel we kissed with the passion of two strangers who would never see each other in daylight. Defences down, inhibitions gone. All that was left was a desperate need for the other.
He broke the kiss and asked if I wanted to go back to his room as no one would be there. I agreed and we made our way with him holding my hand the whole time.
Inside, he kept the light off and kissed me again. Our hands grappling at what little clothes we had on, stripping each other, his hands on my breasts, tweaking and pinching my nipples, making me gasp and moan. Heat and wetness flooding between my thighs.
He pushed me down to my knees, his hard cock between us, I looking up at him and wrapped my lips around it not breaking eye contact. He was warm and his precum was salty. Sucking cock is one thing I know how to do, and it wasn’t long before I was down to the hilt, deepthroating and gagging on his long cock. His fingers in my hair silently instructing the pace. I wasn’t going to let him cum though, not until I’d had my fun.
I stood up, with my hand wrapped around him still, stroking and teasing him, we kissed again. I turned around and bent over, I heard him put a condom on and then he was there. He parted me and slid all the way inside, I could feel myself tense around him, enjoying every sensation as he took hold of my hips and began his rhythmic movements.
I wanted him in my ass, so I told him. I wanted to feel him stretching my tight hole. He was more than happy to oblige and used my wetness as lube on his cock and on my hole. We took it slow, he allowed me to dictate the speed until I was able to accommodate him fully. It hurt at first but as my body relaxed the pain turned to pleasure. I held on to the bed post and he held my hips, rocking until I felt his body against mine. Then he held me still and started to fucked my ass getting harder and harder. I played with my clit as his fingers dug in to my hips and I was moaning loudly.
One of his hands left my hip and grabbed hold of my hair, pulling my head back so I was completely at his mercy impaled and controlled and I was loving every second of his relentless fucking.
He let go and pulled my hips to him as he shot his cum deep inside me filling the condom. The throbbing of his cock pushed me over the edge and I came a few moments later.
He pulled out, we got dressed and after a brief kiss, I left. Got back to my room and my friends asked where I’d been.
“Oh, just hanging out in another room”
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Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mecv5a/fm_anal_in_madrid