[MF] My 3rd in -3 at 3 in the morning

Hi, My name is Dan, and I’m an officer in the Israeli air force. What you’re about to read is a true story with altered names. These events all happened not so long ago, during my time on a Birthright trip.

What’s Birthright?

Well, ever since the year 2000, the Israeli government and a group of rich Jews have been funding free trips to Israel to any Jew around the world between the ages of 18 and 26, with the hopes of connecting the community of the diaspora with the one in Israel. In order to maximize that, every Birthright group is joined by 6-7 Israeli soldiers/students.

Most of those taking the trips happen to be American; They go on Birthright for the food, the cultural connection, the spiritual angle, and the free trip. Most of the Israelis joining the trip happen to be soldiers; And we go on Birthright because it has the reputation of being a 10 day long, alcohol infused fuckfest with American chicks that can’t wait to climb on your dick. I’d say I’m a 5; On birthright, I was a 7.

We drank like crazy. Every day consisted of touring some place I’ve been to on a field trip at school, finding a liquor store and buying alcohol by the ton, going back to wherever we were staying for the night, then drinking enough Vodka, Arak and Tubi 60 to knock out Godzilla. Never in my life have I gotten so fucked up so many days in a row.

This story happened on the 5th day.

We’ve just gotten back from the dining room of the hostel we were staying at. “I’m going to the market in a couple of hours” said Jason, who just walked into my room. “All the stores turn into pubs during the night. Are you in?”

“Nah, I think I’ll pass” I said, “I’m kind of worn out. I think I might stay here and drink on the rooftop with the rest of the group.”

“Suit yourself,” said Jason, “If you change your mind just give me a call.”

An hour later, Jonah comes into the room. He asks the same thing, I give the same reply- Tired, drink at roof, catch ya later, bye.

Immediately after he leaves, I get a call from Gal, one of the female Israeli soldiers in our group. It went something like this-

“Hey Gal, how are you doi…”

“Get down here, you’ve got 5 minutes. You’re coming.”

“You know what? Fuck it, let’s go.”

And so I went.

There were 6 of us walking through the streets of Jerusalem. The guys were Jason- who, if he wasn’t a pilot, would probably be a model; Jonah- who, if he wasn’t a doctor, would probably be a Greek god; And I, which, if I wasn’t an officer, would probably be a sysadmin. The girls were Gal, who could be the poster girl of /r/BustyPetite – but she was Israeli, and for me that was off limits; Amber, who had perfect curly hair but kind of turned a cold shoulder to me since the beginning of the trip; And Paris.

Paris was about 5′ 9”, with blonde hair and immaculate makeup. She had the three things I want in a woman- An ass you can smack, tits you can drown in, and a mouth that never stops talking- But I didn’t really see her as anything other than a friend throughout the trip. Her attitude turned me off, and I never tried to get too close, but god damn did we talk.

We finally get to the market and find a few seats. Suddenly, one of Gal’s friends joins us at random, holding a joint in each hand. He passes them around (I don’t partake- If tested, that shit can fuck up my security clearance), we drink some shots, eat a slice of lemon, rinse and repeat for the next 2 and a half hours.

The bars close, and we’re heading back to the hostel. Gal’s friend walks up to me and says: “hey man, why don’t you try and hook up with Paris?”

“I’m not sure, you know. Why do you ask?”

“Dude, she’s been all over you all night. Just give it a shot, trust me on that.”

“You know what? Fuck it, 5 days from now and this chick is gonna go across the god damn ocean. Let’s go for it.”

And so I hung back with Paris and we started to talk. And the more we talked on the way back, the more I realized- We’re getting further and further back from the group. By the time we reached the hostel, we were all alone.

Sitting on a small wall the courtyard, we kept on talking about anything and everything. I look at my watch; It’s 02:27.

“This whole trip is just overwhelming,” she said in her valley girl accent, “just meeting all of you guys, and this country, and this city. Jerusalem is beautiful.”

I leaned up close. “You’re beautiful.”

“…”

“…”

“You know, I don’t know. I’m a little drunk and tired, and I’m not sure about…”

And then I kissed her. She grabbed onto me and pulled me closer while we locked lips and fell along the wall, with me on top of her, just dying to feel her as much as possible, everything that I held back from myself for these last 5 days. Feeling her thighs with my hand, grabbing her breast with the other, her holding my back and rubbing my hair, while we kiss like mad under the cold air of the night. I start to move my hand down towards her pussy, and she lets out a moan under my breath, saying “I was waiting for this to happen…” Separating my lips from hers for a moment, I start to peel off her shirt, when I realize-

Oh shit. Where the fuck are we gonna do this? Outside is not ideal, and I have two roommates back in my room. She gives me a look that says she has no clue either.

“Wait a minute,” I say, “I’ve got an Idea!”

See, the hostel wasn’t all built above ground- 3 floors were below it, and on floor -3 there were plenty of couches down the hall- and who the fuck is gonna go down there at 3 in the morning? I run to get rubber from my room, grab her by the hand and take her downstairs.

Finally, we can get this thing started right. I lay her down on a couch and start kissing her all over, taking off her shirt as I go further down, my cock already bulging from just thinking about seeing her topless. Her bra comes off, and without even thinking, the words “god DAMN” just slip out of my mouth; She has a devilish smile on her face, probably heard this one before. “I want to see what you’ve got too”, said Paris while taking down my boxers, letting my dick just spring out. “Oh wow, god damn to you too, shit!” she said, and started tugging the tip of my cock ever so gently.

I move to the side and keep kissing her neck, move down to her breasts and start playing with and sucking her nipples, while she jerks me off harder and faster. Taking off her panties and throwing them away, I can already hear her silently moan, as I move my kisses all the way down and start eating her pussy. I move my tongue around and gently suck on her clit, and she starts moving her hips up and down, her pussy grazing my mouth again and again, dripping wet on my lips; Rubbing my head and telling me to keep going, grabbing my hair and moving faster and harder, until she pulls my head up and says two words: “My turn.”

She gets up from the couch and almost throws me onto it. She moves to the side and proceeds to suck my dick like a porn star, licking it from the bottom to the top then gently rubbing my shaft while she swallows half of it, sucking gently at a leisurely pace, with a look in her eyes of a lost puppy. She gets all of it down her throat, then immediately starts sucking on my balls, which makes me just throw my hands and head back and shout “HOLY SHIT.”

“Now fuck me” said Paris.

I get up and lay her down, holding her legs up while she grabs a condom and puts it on my dick. Plunging deep inside, I get almost all of it in, and start thrusting back and forth while she looks at me with lust. Leaning over to kiss her while we fuck, she grabs and scratches my back, holding my hair and moaning while I go deep inside, silently moaning on my lips with every thrust. I rise back up and start playing with her tits, oh my god, her TITS! I couldn’t draw a more beautiful pair if I tried.

“How about you flip over?” I say. “Yeah, I wanna ride you.”

She sits her fluffy ass down on my thighs, rises up slightly, grabs my cock in her hand and slowly slides it in… Then starts riding me like a mechanical bull, just mad. I start thrusting into her and we sync up our rhythm, and she points her eyes to the ceiling while throwing her hair around. I see she’s starting to run out of steam, so I lift her up slightly, slide from under her, and lay her down on the couch with her ass facing my way. I slowly slide in and start to gently fuck her from behind, pumping faster and faster, until I hit my peak rhythm, fucking her harder and harder until I can’t take it anymore. “I’m gonna cum,” I tell her; “I want you to cum, baby”, she tells me back. I slam my cock inside her again and again, feeling her soft ass on my pelvis, until all of my load is released… And I collapse on top of her.

“That was fucking amazing.” I say, flipping her hair over and looking at her eyes.

“Fuck yeah,” She says back, “That was intense.”

I look at my watch. It’s 3:29.

I look at my condom.

“Oh shit… It broke.”

“Oh… Do they sell a morning after pill here?”

“Yeah yeah, don’t worry about it, I’m running to get it first thing in the morning.”

We cleaned ourselves up in the nearby bathroom, dressed up, and went to the elevator. I got off on my floor.

“Have a good night!” Paris said.

“I swear we’re gonna do this again the first opportunity I get an actual bed to myself”, I said.

“Oh yeah ;)”

But that’s a story for a different time.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6mhxi6/mf_my_3rd_in_3_at_3_in_the_morning