Meeting this guy for the first time during my trip I immediately felt a connection. So I met with him in a hostel by the road where he was staying.
He sat down on the edge of the bed and removed his sneakers, pulling them off and tossing them aside.
I walked over and stood in front of him. Still sitting, he took my hands in his. “Look,” he said, putting his big hands over mine, “your hands are so tiny and it will show even more in a moment” ;)
He held my hands loosely, his fingers brushing the backs of my hands. Having him touch me that way was making me a little too excited. I tried to concentrate on what he was saying, nodding but not really hearing anything as the pressure of his fingers on my skin increased. Then his grip tightened and he pulled me down, leaning back on the bed so that I was on top of him. He was still holding my hands and I was looking down into his face.
“See what happens when you look down,” he said.
His voice was soft. But he made no move to let me go, his dark eyes looking into mine expectantly. I looked at his handsome face, the small scar on his chin. His lips were slightly parted, and I felt his heart beating heavily against my full breasts. Without thinking, I leaned down and kissed him gently on the lips. When I pulled my face away, I saw that he was smiling.
He let go of my hands, and I ran them over the worn, soft flannel of his shirt, feeling the muscles of his shoulders and moving down his sides. I reached inside and ran my hand underneath the bottom of his T-shirt, touching his warm skin and feeling the hair of his belly rasp against my palm. Sliding my hands up his stomach, I pushed his T-shirt up, exposing more and more of his abs.
I stopped when I had reached halfway up his big hairy chest, letting my hands rest on either side of his rib cage and enjoying the warmth and solidness of him in my arms. His navel was surrounded by a splash of short hair, and I bent down and ran my tongue in circles around it, dipping into the center and kissing him. Moving my mouth slowly upward, I followed the line of hair that ran from his belly to his chest, lightly licking his skin. He tasted slightly of sweat since he walked all day, and the sweet muskiness of it on my tongue combined with the rough touch of his hair against my lips was overpowering me.
Throughout all of this, he hadn’t once moved, just watching my every movement on his body. It was as though he were under some kind of spell, holding his breath until something woke him. I told him to sit up and slipped his flannel shirt off and pulled the T-shirt over his head. His chest was broad and solid, his pecs firm. The hair I had seen over his collar dusted his chest, and his nipples formed small rosy peaks against the lightness of his skin.
Standing up, I shed my own clothes quickly. His eyes remained fixed on me as I removed my dress and slipped my bra off. His gaze traveled from my big natural boobs to my moist pussy, which was tingling between my legs. Climbing back onto the bed, I lowered myself onto him, once more kissing his mouth. His hands went onto the arch of my back and rested there, tentatively feeling every inch of skin and then moving down to my ass, where his fingers gripped me tightly. The feel of his sweatpants on my bare skin was a sharp contrast to the warmth of his naked torso, and I rubbed myself against him as we kissed, enjoying the way the rough material scraped against my thighs and pussy.
He began to moan softly as I kissed his throat and tickled him by licking his earlobe. My tongue slid behind his ear and then into it as I worked slowly along his jaw and down his neck, exploring his body with my mouth. I felt so horny and smelled his masculine scent on my body.
I could feel his cock pressing against me through his sweatpants, growing harder and harder. As I had suspected from the size of his bulge, it was long and hard. My pussy started to pulsate and I felt it leaking.
Moving down between his legs, I pulled the waistband of his sweats down until the tip of his cock was sticking out. It was thick and wide with a big cockhead, leaking a sticky stream that had matted the hair on his belly. Taking the tip into my mouth, I closed my lips around it and sucked gently, washing away the precum. I could feel the blood pounding beneath his skin as I worked my tongue along his shaft and took his balls in my mouth.
Sliding his pants farther down and off, I got my first glimpse of his massive cock. The shaft was thick between his thighs, his balls heavy and round and full of cum. I took his big dick in my hand, sliding my fingers up and down it slowly while I milked more juice from the tip of his swollen head. It ran in a steady line down the underside of his cock before I licked it up, sliding my tongue in long strokes up his shaft.
He sat up, watching me lick his cock. “Come up here,” he said, “I want to taste you, too.”
Positioning myself alongside him so that our faces were between one another’s legs, I went to work on his balls, taking one into my mouth. Paul put his hand on my ass and pushed me toward him as he took my pussy into his mouth. I was surprised at how good he was with his tongue, his lips eagerly moving up and down my clit. His mouth was hot and soft, surrounding me like a warm blanket. Looking down, I watched as my pussy got totally covered by his wet mouth.
Turning back to his cock, I lazily ran my tongue all over his huge shaft, darting into the spot behind his balls and then licking his cock while his dick slid inside my cheek. I could hardly believe I was finally getting a chance to service the handsome guy I’d met at starbuck this morning, and I still didn’t quite believe I wouldn’t wake up and find it was all a dream. But the big cock in my hand felt very real, as did the mouth slurping up and down my asshole and pussy.
Going down on him, I pushed as much of him as I could into my throat. He helped by pushing himself forward and driving the last few inches into my mouth. Wanting to feel as much of him as I could in my throat, I turned onto my back, pulling him on top of me so that he was straddling my face. That way, he could pump his cock into my mouth while he licked me, his balls sliding against my face as he moved in and out, driving his fat head into my throat.
Running my finger down his crack, I felt for his asshole. Teasing it with my fingers while we got down on eachother.
We came at the same time, my pussy leaking so much fluid and his big cumshot making me gag when it shot in my throat. My mouth filled with his hot cum as his cock pulsed again and again and I struggled to swallow it all, not wanting to lose even one drop of his cum. When he rolled off me, I could see that some of my pussyjuices were on his chin. Sitting up, I licked it from his face and then kissed him.
We kissed for several minutes, our tongues slipping in and out of one another’s mouths as we just got hornier and he was super hard again.