Pre-Covid times I found myself in Europe on business fairly regularly. The last trip I managed was to an expo in Milan. Having never been to Milan before I arranged for the Business trip to be Thurs / Fri, and booked myself into a hostel for Fri and Sat nights to do some sightseeing.
I arrived at the hostel just as happy hour was starting, a free pint! I dumped all my stuff in my dorm room and headed down to the bar, claiming my pint and a table. Halfway through my drink and these two stunning girls walk in, get their drinks and sit in a table just in front of me. The girl facing me is the hotter of the two, tight leggings showing off her gym curves, tanned, blue eyes, a few piercings and bleached blonde hair pulled back showing off her undercut. It took a lot of effort not to stare for the rest of my drink.
I finished up and headed out to grab some food, returning to find a foosball competition just starting. I managed to partner up with one of the bartenders and we got ourselves involved. I generally hung around the foosball table chatting to people before eventually finding myself sitting on the same table as the girls from earlier as well as a few other people. As people were up and down playing it was somewhat like musical chairs and it wasn’t too long before I found myself next to the blonde Canadian goddess who I’ll call Mel. We hit it off pretty much straight away and ended up both always coming back to sit with the other between games.
The girls were knocked out pretty early and I made it to the semis before tasting defeat. It seemed like Mel, I and her friend, as well as another guy from the my country had formed a group, we drank pretty heavily over the next couple of hours, at some point realising we were the only 4 left in the bar. We played a few games of pool, making a few bets along the way, one resulting in Mel taking her top off to show us her upper body tattoos, showing off her toned stomach and small breasts squeezed into a Calvin Klein sports bra. She was smoking hot.
As the night went on we she was getting closer and closer, finding ways to touch me, to place her hands on my thighs. It seemed like I was getting all the signals, but maybe she was just a friendly drunk… But when she grabbed my arm and said ‘let’s go skinny dipping in the river’ I thought my chances were looking pretty good. The only problem though was that Milan has no rivers! ‘No matter, let’s go for a walk’ she said and told her friend the two of us would be heading out to explore. It was now 4am…
Outside the hostel she laced her fingers through mine, and reaching across her body with her other hand grabbed the same arm and pulled herself close. We walked aimlessly for a while, turning whichever way we felt. Apart from my brief dinner excursion I had seen none of central Milan so knew nowhere. We joked and laughed, talking about all sorts of things, heavily flirting with sexualised comments to each other. We saw no one as we roamed the streets, it would have been a good 20 minutes before I pushed her against a shop window and we were all over each other. Her hands on my hips pulling me into her, our tongues dancing together as the sexual tension exploded into a super passionate make out session, our hands exploring each other’s bodies.
We continued walking, having made it into the main central area, the Duomo appearing before us as we rounded a corner. We continued our wander, stopping every few minutes to make out, my hand venturing into her leggings, her hands up my shirt. We arrived in front of the castle, a lone rose seller tried his luck with one last sale but with no luck moved on, we were alone.
I sat on a bench near the castle entrance and she straddled me, grinding herself on my growing bulge, our fingers interlaced as we kissed. ‘You need to find somewhere to lay me down’ she said into my ear. I grabbed her ass and stood up with her wrapping her legs around tight. I repositioned myself and laid her down on the bench. One of her hands went to my crotch as you pulled me in, kissed me then giggled, ‘not here!’.
Up we stood and went looking for somewhere more private and comfortable, but couldn’t find an easy way to break into the castle grounds (probably a good thing!) and we found ourselves heading back towards the hostel.
We made it back to the hostel at 6, a 2 hour ‘walk’ and were disheartened to see the place a buzz with activity as the staff prepped for the day. We weaved our way through the staff cleaning to the stairs that led to the rooms. We stopped on my floor, she was up one further, she looked me in the eye and said ‘Well I guess that’s all then’, I replied ‘Or we could go into that bathroom just there’ and nodded towards the door behind her. A devilish grin appeared on her face, she grabbed the front of my shirt and dragged me through the door and into a large cubicle.
I pushed her against the wall, our hands now frantically exploring each other as we kissed. I dropped to my knees, pulled off her shoes followed by her leggings and thong in one go. Her left thigh was covered with more tattoos and I was now face to face with a fingernail sized landing strip above her small lips. I lifted a leg over my shoulder and dove into her. Her pussy was soaked and tasted great, she ran her hands through my hair as my tongue explored her. She moaned and squeezed at me as I told her how hot her pussy was, how good she tasted. She pulled my head into her harder and started moving her hips, working in rhythm with my tongue as I teased her asshole with a finger, her juices coating my chin.
After a good 5 minutes one of my legs started cramping from the awkward position I was in so I stood up. Her hands were on my belt before I was even fully upright. She returned the favour, kneeling as she peeled down my jeans and boxers, my hard member springing out to greet her. With a hand on my balls she hungrily began devouring my cock. She could only get halfway down so alternated sucking and running her tongue up and down my shaft.
It felt amazing but that wasn’t what we were both there for, after a couple minutes ensuring I was hard as a rock she stood up, turned around and put her hands on the wall, legs spread and pushed her ass out for me. I had a condom in my jeans but with her spread cheeks and the alcohol there was no time to delay. I ran my tip up and down her slit, coating the head in her wetness before easing in. She was so wet that within a couple strokes I was able to bottom out, accompanied by her moans of delight and fullness. With one hand on the back of her neck and the other tightly grabbing her hip I thrusted hard, her moans getting louder with every stroke.
The 1-foot height difference and confined space wasn’t great for a long fuck in that position so I pulled out and sat on the toilet, facing towards me she stepped over my legs, lined me up and slid down my shaft. She then proceeded to give me the best ride of my life, it was unreal. The way she rotated her hips as she bottomed out on my shaft, the speed that she was going, it was frantic, she was incredible. I pulled her top up and her bra down, her tits were small, but damn she had the most perfect little pink nipples. I took one in my mouth as I played with the other, I thought the whole floor would wake up with how loud she was getting.
Her frantic pace slowed, I could tell she was running out of steam. I too had come to the conclusion that after being awake and on my feet for the better part of 24 hours that while my cock was still standing tall there was going to be no mighty cumshot any time soon. I had her sit the other way, she leaned back onto my chest, my cock still inside her, I kissed her neck and shoulders as one hand squeezed her breast and the other went to her clit. I listened to her breathing as I discovered how she liked to be touched and within a couple of minutes felt her pussy tightening and twitching around my cock as her orgasm swept over her.
We made our way out of the bathroom pretty quickly, she had already said she was moving on the next day (or the same day now!) so with a kiss she wished me a good life and we headed off to our rooms. I missed breakfast the next morning, it wasn’t until pretty late that I was able to make it out of bed and I went out to do some touristy stuff, saw all the same places in daylight! I headed back to the hostel to find her friend was sitting in the entrance with all their stuff. I stopped and chatted for a few minutes before Mel appeared. We chatted for a good 10 mins or so until their taxi arrived, she hugged me tight, looked up at me and said ‘Last night was fun, you’re a really good guy’ and then was gone. I probably should have jumped on the train to go with and got us a room for the night in the next place, but there was a beer pong tournament that night, maybe I would get lucky again…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uad4ym/fucking_the_hot_girl_at_the_hostel_mf