[MF] Bareback in a busy Dutch Hostel with a Married Croatian Milf – Part 2

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Sorry about the delay getting the next part of the story to you, I’ve been so busy I’ve barely had time to sleep. Again, its not a short read, the devil is in the details after all. And on another note, a detail that had slipped my mind, I believe Melissa actually read this sub from time to time. Lastly, I’d like to apologize for any little mistakes, I’m tied for time and im due to go out the door to work.

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So, without further ado, Part2:

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After my 2 Days in Rotterdam, I traveled to The Hague, or Den Haag, and I was thoroughly disappointed. The weather was basically torrential rain. I had braved it in the early afternoon and took a measly 200 photos before I had to call it a day, either that or my camera equipment would get soaked, even through the waterproof cover on my bag.

After a disappointing day and night in the The Hague, I made my way to Amsterdam for the very first time. I can can say unequivocally that I fell in love with Amsterdam instantly.

I checked into my Hostel where I was greeted by this beautiful dutch woman with dark hair and green eyes who was actually half Irish and half American but was raised in The Netherlands. She summed up Amsterdam beautifully in my opinion “Amsterdam has something for everyone. If you come here for the sex, prostitutes and partying, then we have that. If you come here for the history, architecture and culture, like you did, then we have that in ample amounts too.

In 9 Days of travelling I walked around 310Km with my Nikon in hand and took thousands of photos. Amsterdam, like Rotterdam was no different. The city and its winding maze of streets had a surprise on every corner.

Melissa and Rachel, had to go to a city in North of the Netherlands for the next stage of there study. We’d been messaging constantly, and one thing was for certain, we wanted to fuck again. I was in Amsterdam for 3 days and 3 nights before my return to Ireland.

Melissa at first glance looked like any regular slim woman. She looked 5-6 years younger than she actually was and had a personality that was both fun, and intellectual. When that yellow sundress fell of her shoulders and dropped to the ground, my jaw had dropped at her narrow waist, wide hips, large breasts and her deliciously large labia and clit.

So, now that you have a good mental picture of what I had my hands on that first night I was shocked when I learned a particular truth. In our texts back and forth I had learned that before our bareback adventure in the Hostel that first night, she had not had sex in 3 YEARS!!!

Rachel would eventually travel 2.5 hours out of her way to meet me in Amsterdam, to which I treated her to dinner and drinks – the least I could do.

“How, I mean, I just don’t understand how your husband hasn’t had sex with you?”

“He’s a good man, he’s a wonderful father and I can safely say he’s my best friend, but sex wise, that spark died years ago.”

“I’m not trying to be funny, or rude, but is he gay, your so insanely sexy?”

Rachel laughed but she knew I was being genuinely curios and not insulting “I had actually asked myself that same question, I mean, I’m not blind, I’m not thin, but I do keep in shape.”

“Yeah you do.” I said with a devilish smirk.

Blushing, she took a sip of her drink, leaned in and kissed me on the lips. My cock twitched to life and began quickly straining against my jeans, it wanted to feel the warm tight perfection of her pussy. The bar we were in was rather busy, living up to Amsterdam’s Peak Tourism Season, given that it was July 2019. Despite the crowds and the waitress checking to see if we were okay, Melissa had grown bold and had slipped her hand inside my jeans and was tugging on my cock. I had tried to return the favor but it was just too awkward for me and the angle I was sitting at. Instead, I kissed her on the cheek and began flicking her ear lobe with my tongue in the same manner I flicked her clit a few days previous. She let out a loud moan and she instantly regretted it as embarrassed turned her face a bright shade of scarlet red.

Melissa truly was, and still is a beautiful human being, but sexually, those 3 years of no sex had turned her into a Nymphomaniac, or something extremely close.

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For two hours we wandered the sun drenched streets of Amsterdam all but molesting one another in public. Melissa’s nipples were large and built for suckling, lightly squeezing and on one particularly quiet street, nibbling in the late afternoon sun. Our hearts were racing, and our loins yearned for one another. We had thrown out a litany of suggestions form a somewhat secluded park, alleyway and a bench somewhere. All of those ideas were quickly thrown out the proverbial window due ot the crowds but they did fuel our lust and wanton desire to fuck. Both of us didn’t want to spend money per say, with all the travelling both of us had done prior to meeting, our funds weren’t low, but they were on the way. At the end of the day, you can only budget so much.

We decided to cool our heads, and our crotches with a beer and some ice cream and relax for a few minutes. Which of course only lasted the 5 or 10 odd minutes it too to eat and drink. In the end, we decided to just book a hotel room and take the hit. We found a decently priced room across the river. It was a bit of a trek, but neither of us had anything better to do, and we’d get to go off the beaten track, away from tourists and see the outskirts of the city. In short, it was worth it. At first we actually took the wrong ferry, so we had to double back, then get on the right one. Throughout all of this, we were frantically fingering pussy and jerking my cock, with more than a few people noticing what we were doing. Midway through our second ferry across the river, we got so horny, that all sense both common and otherwise dissipated and both of us said ‘Fuck it.’ I backed into a corner which was surrounded by people facing away from us. Melissa hiked up her black dress slowly and I took my cock out and began teasing the entrance of her pussy hole, penetrating only my big head.

Eventually we arrived at our hotel masquerading as a married couple, even signed with the same surname for a bit of fun. Call us teenagers but we found it entertaining. The receptionist was an old Indian man and he was super polite and nice. Despite the interesting conversation, My cock had all but poked a hole in my trousers and Melissa’s panties were so wet, they may is well have dissolved.

Walking down the hallway, the anticipation was giving us both the shakes and the sweats. Melissa was biting her lip and held onto the waist of my pants tightly. My heart was beating so fast I was suffering with palpitations. I had run mini-marathons in the past and I can safely say, I wasn’t as out of the breath then, as I was going into that hotel room.

Our lips met and after a few hours of foreplay, aimlessly wandering the streets we were at long last free. Each kiss and caress of our tongues was electric. Our clothes vanished to the opposite ends of the bedroom as Melissa pushed me down onto the bed. ‘I have to have you.’ said Melissa in a sultry voice.

My cock was pulsating and popunding against itself. I dont think it has ever been so hard in al lits life, it was as if it were trying to break free of itself.

Melissa finally lowered herself onto me and we both let out a long breath. A breath full of relief and satisfaction. Melissa began rolling her hips as the long, thick shaft of my cock stretched out every millimetre of her pussy. As her muscles contracted and her sighs became unhindered shouts she looked at me with icy blue eyes ‘Fuck me and fill me with your Irish babies.’

In that exact moment, my cock grew a half inch longer, I shit you not. I grabbed her hips in a grip so firm, it’d leave finger tipped bruises – Melissa was all for it. She leaned forward her large breasts and finger tipped size nipples dangling in front of me, with on in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around it and nibbling it lightly as my cock pummeled her pussy. She was screeching, her pussy juice was flowing down her legs, onto the base of my crotch and warming the crack of my ass. Our breathing intensified and as my balls tightened, the walls of her pussy clenched my cock tightly and I buried every last drop of sperm so deep inside her pussy. The sperm never came out.

We took a breather and a huge breath of relief. We both smiled at one another and shared a laugh.

“Worth it.” said Melissa, referring to the effort she went to to meet me.

“Oh yeah, totally.”

I poured us a glass of sparkling water and we downed it like a shot at a bar. Minutes later, we were ready to go again, despite the severe hard fucking we just gave one another we were closer to teenagers. Melissa was lying on her back and as I teased her entrance with my cock head. I began lightly biting one of her nipples and massaging her other large breast.

“put it in, please.”

I smiled but disobeyed.

Instead, I moved off to the side, and inserted two fingers into her pussy. That 2-3 hours of edging I knew would give Melissa an explosive orgasm. Melissa however, wasn’t aware.

I found her G-spot and began stroking it it sternly but slowly. As her breathing increased and her pussy juice soaked my finger,s I steadily increased my pace until she was yelping and fucking my hand.

“Hold it in as long as you can, then, when I say, let it go.'”

‘Okay.” replied Melissa breathlessly.

I locked my fingers in place over her G-spot and cranked my arm like a jackhammer. She was screaming but the tension on her face was evidence of her holding everything.

“Now!” I stated.

Melissa didn’t squirt, she gushed like a broken garden hose. He orgasm was screaming, leg quivering and paralytic. She soaked the duvet, the sheets, the mattress protector and the mattress itself. I was knelt there in shock and awe, while Melissa laughed lightly and got her breath back. Still after all that, she wanted me inside her, and at this point, I did exactly as I was told. She flipped onto her chest, and I inserted my cock into her pussy once more. She was so sensitive, every movement caused her to moan. I was ready to erupt not long after as her powerful orgasm had gotten me so close, despite not actually being inside her. Inserting thumb in her ass I began fucking her slow, but once more as my balls tightened I fuck her had and as fast as my thumb traced out the alphabet, stretching her ass this way and that. I came to a roaring orgasm myself, one that pale by many leagues in comparison to hers, but i collapsed beside her none the less.

We went for a round 3 in the shower as the bed was totaled. While in the shower, the sex was slow and intimate as we were both tender and week kneed. Wrapped in each others arms, we enjoyed the sensuality of our closeness and our final orgasm together, the final time i filled her up, was slow with each of our breaths on the other persons ear.

We did our best to tidy up the hotel room, we’re not pigs. But it smelled heavily of sex, sperm and juice. We handed in our keys and the old Indian guy just smiled without saying a word.

We decided that a handful of beers was in order before we parted ways for good. What followed was a great and relaxing conversation at a small but busy cafe. We agreed that She would travel to me, and I to her but in good time. We also knew that if we lived closer, we’d both fuck so much, that what was left of her marriage would collapse, and any hope I had of dating someone would go out the window. All that and not a single fuck given about the fact I dropped four very large loads of sperm inside her and she’s not on any birth control. The very thought that I had possibly impregnated her was tipping me over the edge while we spoke at the table and my tenderized cock wanted a 4th round.

We parted ways, and haven’t seen one another since. A part of me is sad, and another part of me is happy, I’m in a good relationship now with a wonderful woman.

Hope you enjoyed this tidbit of my past.

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