Z Meeting

Z a Budapest Surprise.
The Prelude
Exciting day in Budapest as my business opportunity goes better than expected. Janos, a business associate and I had a fantastic meeting with members of the EU. Our project was approved! This was by far the biggest deal Janos had ever experienced before and he was walking on air.
We left the meeting and in the car he said “let celebrate”.
So he took me to his favorite restaurant near the palace. The food was flying. I think he ordered just about everything on the menu and he knows I do not drink but he told me I had to have the best wine Hungary has to offer. He told me the best of Hungary was mine to have tonight. I had no idea what he was referring too.
It was now dark, our driver took us back to the Corinthia hotel in the heart of Budapest. The hotel was beautiful, build back in 1886, but Janos told me the night was going to be even more beautiful. So in the car he was on the phone. I do not speak or understand Hungarian but he sure seemed excited. He asked our driver to drop us off on Kiraly street and walk the rest of the way. He was like a young kid as we made our way back to the hotel. It was late, and a number of the shops were closed but we were approached by a few ladies of the night, they asked us for the time. Janos swatted them away like flies. He knows I have indulged in the past, and to be honest, I was feeling pretty good. I was thinking maybe I could reach out to a lady I saw a few years back but could not remember her name. A number of the ladies he rejected looked pretty good, as well, but he was quick to kick them to the curb. I was thinking after he leaves maybe I will come back to pick up one or two. No need to be alone all night.
The First Meeting
As we approached the hotel. Janos eyes lite up as a gorgeous lady came between the cars. She was fucking hot. In a tight green dress which magnified her body curves, it caressed her body right to below her knees. Her flowing blonde hair and green heels were so divine, but it was how she carried herself that blew my mind. She walked like a big time fashion model, each stride screaming sex appeal. Oh my, in the light of the street lamps I noticed she had silk stockings with black seams running up her legs. I thought my eyes were going to fall out of my head. She must be some corporate executive or business owner I thought. She was amazing!
Janos grabs my arm and without looking we make a beeline across the street nearly getting hit by a car. Janos yells at the driver, who responds with a honk of his horn, followed by the finger from my Hungarian host. This exchange, results in the beauty in front of us, turning to see what was taking place. Then a smile hits her face like a meteorite hits the atmosphere. My heart skips a beat. Oh my she knows, Janos. They hug like old friends and he introduces me to Zareen. She is about 5’10” tall in her heels but a glimmer in her eyes that blows me away. They share a few words in Hungarian before she smiles at me and apologizes to me for speaking her language in front of me. I stammer out, “no need to apologize.”
I am lost in her beauty. As the small talk consumes our first moments. Then Janos says “enjoy your night”. I am like, what just happened as he walks away.
Zareen is talking to me as she takes my arm and we stroll into the hotel and up to my suite. I feel like I am walking on air. For some reason I do not hear a word she says as I am locked in a trance absorbed by her beauty. She smells so good as she leans over and kisses me in the elevator. She smells divine. I guess she caught me trying to breathe in her fragrance, she whispers out “Guilty?” I looked puzzled as she tries to clarify my puzzled look on my face with “my perfume is Gucci, Guilty”.
I feel foolish. But she takes my hand and asked me what room are ‘WE’ in? I can not remember. Did she just say “WE”? She smiles at me, informs me that Janos told her I do this all the time. She wants to know if I am ok with her.
I respond with “yes, I see ladies all the time but none as beautiful as you.”
She blushes then pushes me to the wall to kiss me even more intensely. I hold her close, she drops her designer purse and grabs my ass pulling me into her. She whispers in my ear “you are so tall, I adore tall men, especially tall American men”
I reply back “but I am Canadian.”
Her response was perfect in her Hungarian accent. “I don’t care just fuck me!”
I now cough up the room number as her last words linger in my mind and as I pick up her bag she steals the key out of my hand and makes a mad dash to the room. She opens the door as I stagger behind her in a drunken stake. Drunk on her beauty. She grabs my tie pulling me into the room. I drop her bag and she drops the key. We are in deep passionate kisses. Her tongue is half way down my throat. I am unzipping her designer dress as she is sliding my tie off my neck and now she is undoing my pants and unbuttoning my shirt. Oh Fuck I pull her dress down and she just rips off the shirt and the remaining buttons dance across the marble floor. Now she is in front of me in her black corset with no panties, just garters and those silk seamed stockings.













My pants are down to my knees as she grabs me and in a rather shocked voice she exclaims.
“You good BIG Canadian boy,” slowly going to her knees and kissing, licking, caressing my manhood. Oh my fucking god! I felt so good as she takes all of me into her mouth. She can feel my leg shake as she looks up at me with her crystal blue eyes, her blonde hair flowing, and those smoky “come fuck me” eyes. Then after 5 mins of pure heaven, my angel, squeezes my shaft as she stands up beside me.
She places my shaking hand between her legs and comments. “You make me so fucking wet, Canada”. I slide my fingers over her pussy as she turns. She smiles as I smell her hair and caress her tits.
She whispers in my ear “do you like?”
I totally agree and release a loud “yes you have beautiful tits.”
She lets out a giggle and says “no silly man, my stockings, do you like my stockings” then laughs.
I am kind of embarrassed but now she is bending over taking my cock with her one hand and bracing her self on a foot stool with the other. She uses my cock as her personal play toy. Stroking her pussy up and down with my thickness. I realize that she had placed a condom on my dick while she was sucking me. She did not need lube as she was so wet. She now was slapping her pussy with my cock. All of a sudden she is so fucking wet. I hear my dick slapping her then oh my god her wetness as she glides me into her slit. I feel her hot warm twat as she releases her hand and I start to join into her rhythm. I am not sure who is pumping who. I feel and hear my body against hers and there are a few slapping sounds as our bodies clash. I worry if I am hurting her but she is encouraging me to give it to her, as her moans get louder and louder, I go harder and deeper. I grab her hips and pull her into me. She cries out to grab her hair.
“Pull my fucking hair”. So I grab a hand full of blonde locks and her head pulls back.
Now she yells something in Hungarian. Her body is shaking and she puts a hand behind her to grab my body. I stop and she falls to the floor.
I reach down to pull her up. We kiss and she tells me “You am a god!”
I laugh and tell her I have been called a lot of things but god is not one of them. She tells me she has had many men but that was the best O in a long time. No matter how many times I hear it, knowing they are paid to say it, it does my ego good. We cuddle on the couch. Then she heads to the washroom and comes out with a warm cloth for me then removes her stockings and corset in front of me. I get up and fold my suit over a chair. She pulls a bottle of wine out of her designer hand bag. I am shocked it did not break when it fell to the floor earlier. She gets two wine glasses cork screw from the dry bar and opens the bottle pouring a couple glasses.
She tells me “your girlfriend is very lucky”. I smile and tell her that I do not have one.
She responds with “Your wife?”
I say “No.”
She seems really surprised. “no girlfriend, no wife. With cock like that you need both.”
We laugh. I look at her blue eyes that stare back at me. I am thinking “what is she thinking?” Does it matter?
I decide to act on my desire to have her again. I stood up, moved to where she was sitting, and pulled her to her feet. I quickly placed my hands around her head and pulled her mouth into mine as I tasted her lips with a soft passionate kiss. That soft kiss only lasted a moment, before I slipped my tongue into her mouth, and began kissing her with fevered desire. With our lips still embraced, my hands begin to moving down her body. I grab her amazing ass as I pulled her into me. A moan escaped her mouth into mine as she gives herself over to the pleasure.
I took a firm grip of her hair in one hand and pulled her head back. Her eyes were still closed and her mouth still open waiting for my tongue to dip back inside, but she could feel me hesitate. As she opened her eyes she sees a certain look on my face, the very same she had seen a few minutes earlier. The look of insatiable desire that could only be quenched by a night of unbridled sexual release, in which nothing was off limits, and all of her was open and mine to command. Her lips stretched out in a lustful smile as she made the conscious decision to give herself completely over to me for an unforgettable night of pleasure.
I started kissing her again and she decides it is time she reached for my crotch and felt my rock hard dick pressed tightly against her body. My cock pulsated in her grip and precum or post cum, take your pick, oozed from the tip making it slippery. She gently rubbed her hands down my neck, torso, and lower body. Her heart beating with anticipation in feeling my cock in her hands. She started to massage my cock and balls, rubbing gently, feeling the pre/post-cum drip on her fingers. She began to moan with excitement. The air conditioning in the suite kicked on and cool air felt so good on our naked skin. We continue to kiss as she rubbed my cock with her soft hands. I was touching and caressing her ass in return.
She whispered in my ear, "Oh Daddy, I want big hard cock inside me."
That aroused me, and I became more forceful pulling her into my body. I begin to pull her hair while kissing her neck just like she appeared to love. She began to moan louder and louder. Her mouth became wet and juicy. She slowly bent down, looked in my eyes one last time before impaling her mouth on my cock. She began to slowly move her lips up and down my shaft sucking and tickling my shaft with her lips and tongue. My cock was dripping wet from her mouth after only a few strokes.
I grabbed the back of her head and uttered, "I love it when you suck my cock, you naughty girl."
She continued to give me wet, juicy head as I thrust my cock deeper into her mouth. Her mouth was dripping with saliva and pre-cum when she finally finished teasing my cock and stood up. We kissed each other's mouth deeply.
With our lips still locked together, I lowered my hand between her thighs and ran my fingers along her sensitive love mound, tracing its outline with the tips of my fingers then tickling her outer pussy ever so gently. After gently touching her sensitive love box, I slipped a finger into her open slit causing electricity to shoot through her body, making her moan and shiver. Her pussy was unbelievably wet to the touch. It felt so warm and inviting. My cock ached to feel her slippery wetness the though of her tight pussy glide down my pulsating rod and wrap it in its velvety warmth.
As my finger massaged her womanhood she began to push her tongue deeper and deeper into my mouth, as if secretly willing my finger to probe deeper inside her tight little twat. Her legs unconsciously parted just a little bit more trying to give me easier access to her inner sanctum. With a firm grip of her hair I pulled her away and gave her a seductive smile that she reciprocated.
"I love it when you act like such a naughty little slut. It makes me want you that much more." I said with lustful anticipation.
Her reply was so unexpected, yet so fucking hot, "Kiss me like that one more time Daddy and you can fuck me like the dirty fucking Hungarian whore I am. I will let you do whatever you want to me!"
Images of all the hot, sexual things I wanted to do to her raced through my mind in an erotic blur. I couldn't believe the open invitation she just gave me, so I asked, "What do you mean I can do whatever I want?"
Again she replied, "Kiss me like you do Daddy, and you can stick your cock anywhere you want. And I mean anywhere you want!"
She stressed the word anywhere slow and deliberately. As she finished her statement her eyes closed again, and I could feel her fight my pull on her hair as she tried to press her mouth to mine once more. I loosen my hold just enough to allow her to draw her lips to mine, and I kissed her with passion and lust again. Time seemed to stand still as our tongues massage each other. She grabbed my hands and guided them to her tits, where they showed me how she wanted them rubbed. Then she let go and took hold of my cock as she gently stroked it in return.
Once I began to gyrate my hips to match her strokes of my cock, she let go and pushed me away this time. "I have a Hungarian game I want to play with you Daddy. Take me to your bed and 69 my pussy. The first person to cum in the other's mouth loses and has to do whatever the winner says no matter what. Want to play?"
"Fuck yeah!", I reply.
She grabbed my cock and led me in to the bedroom. I walked behind her and said, "Oh God, I love your ass!"
She slowly bent over to give me a full view of it and then shook it seductively. She then turned her head back towards me and commanded, "Spank my ass, Daddy!"
I smacked her ass a few times, and she begged for me to spank her harder. "I love it when you act like a naughty little slut", I said.
She led me to the bed so we could play our game. She laid down on the bed and spread her legs wide, giving me full view of the delicate flower that only opened for me or so it felt like it. She began to play with herself as I watched. She rubbed her clit and outer lips, then her fingers slipped inside her pink slit.
I was so turned on that I jumped on top of her, and as I penetrated her mouth with my cock I said, "Suck my dick, you dirty slut!"
I dipped my head between her thighs and began licking her warm, wet pussy. Apparently my tongue felt amazing on her clit as her body responded with moans of joy and her pelvis was thrust upward into my mouth. I slipped my tongue deeper into her velvety folds and she moaned with such pleasure she began to inadvertently giving me freedom to stick a finger into her A-hole while she was sucking my cock.
She devoured my cock with eagerness. She loved the way it tasted and felt in her mouth, she told me later. She began having trouble sucking my big hard cock as I pleasured her tight little twat with my tongue. Wanting to return the pleasure I was giving her, she took a deep breath, wrapped her mouth around my manhood, grabbed my butt, and pulled me down into her. She forced herself to swallow all of my cock until my balls came to rest on her face. I was completely stunned. That was amazing as she took all of me into her mouth. I thought I could feel the back of her throat rub up against my cock as she gagged horribly on my cock. She held me there for only a few seconds before I felt her push me off. I didn't hesitate pulling up to assist. She took several deep breaths, and before I knew it she took me deep into her mouth again. Not quite as far this time, nor that far for the rest of the night, but still farther than I had ever felt before with any SP. I did my best to reciprocate the gift she had just given me. I first traced the letters of the alphabet, and then I spelled out naughty messages with my tongue against her clit. Later I would learn that she really had to concentrate hard to keep from cumming before me so she wouldn't lose the bet. She said my tongue felt so fucking good all over her pussy that she really wanted to give into the orgasm and gush all of her sweet nectar into my mouth, and she had come real close on two occasions. Once as I sucked her clit and another as I slid my little finger in her ass while I sild my other finger and massaged her inner love canal.
Fighting to stay in control of her orgasm she continued to suck my cock in an unbelievable manner. Soon she could feel my cock begin to pulsate faster and harder. With my face firmly pressed into her muff I moaned uncontrollably with pleasure. I started to cum, but she kept her lips wrapped firmly around the head of my dick. This feeling was so hot and new that I shot several huge loads of cum inside her mouth. I have not done that in years. I forgot how good it felt. I never thought I could do that to a SP. But she seem to enjoy the sensation.
When she thought I was done she quickly gurgled, "I won!"
No sooner had she tried to gloat that I rammed my cock back insider her mouth, forcing her to gag on my manhood as I made her take every last drop of my cum. I am not big on cumming in an SPs mouth. Never had been, but with her all bets were off. This lady was different. I filled her mouth with so much jizz that it overflowed onto her face. It might have been a mean thing to do, but I figured this was probably going to be the only time she would ever take my load in her mouth, so I made sure I gave her every last drop. When I was done I rolled her off of me, breathing hard after ejaculating such a massive amount of semen into her mouth. It took me a second to catch my breath as she gagged and spit up the cum she could not swallow; leaving a mixture of saliva and cum glistening on her face. Finally, I looked up at her and saw her gazing at my cock with a pouty expression, as it went limp. I then noticed the mess I made of her face. I thought to myself, my God she looks great with my cum coating her mouth and chin.
She stared back at me, and we stayed locked in each other's gaze for what seemed like forever, yet it was only like an instance.
I smiled at her and she ask, "Why you smile Mr. Dickson, I won the contest. Now you owe me for making such a mess of my mouth!"
Jokingly arguing I replied, "How do I know you didn't cheat and just kept your orgasm quite?"
She bent over onto all fours, crawled over me, and drew her face close to mine. Some of the saliva and cum mixture dared to fall from her face onto mine as she stared me in the eyes. With a note of playful seriousness she threatened, "Because you ever want to fuck my face and cum in my mouth with your big cock like that again? I won, capisce!!!"
"Good point kiddo, You won." is all I could think to reply.
She looked puzzled and ask “What Kiddo”?
I responded with “You my dear, you are kiddo”
Letting a smile cross her face, "That's right I won. Now time to make you my bitch, Daddy!" (How did she know that I like being called daddy during sex? I learned that night that she likes the fantasy of her daddy doing her) Maybe we were meant to be?
With a playful little laugh she pressed her lips to mine and gave me the wettest kiss I had ever had. She tasted the wonderful nectar I slurped up from her juicy sweet pussy as her tongue swirled around in my mouth. I got to taste the hot mess I left in hers, plus a bit of that slimy mixture that covered her face now covered mine. Tasting my own cum was never a number on my bucket list, but tasting it while kissing my Zareen made it far less disgusting than I had expected. I made a feeble attempt to protest, but she gave me a quick slap and told me to quit my bitching as she continued to force her tongue deep inside my mouth.
The taste of sex in our mouth's, the smell of fresh cum from my cock and juices dripping from her wet pussy, and the feel of our hands probing each filled our senses. I could feel the intense heat radiating from her cheeks on my face, and the equally intense heat radiating from her pussy as she gyrated near my cock. My cock began to rise again, pulsing with my heartbeat at the anticipation of slipping deep inside the folds of her love tunnel. I feigned a thrust of my dick towards her pussy, and she quickly jerk her pelvis away.
"Not so fast Daddy!", she exclaimed as she broke from our kiss. "I won remember, which means you don't get to stick your cock in me unless I say. Got it mister? Now go get me glass of wine and wash cloth, so you can wash off my dirty fucking mouth."
She crawled off and let me get up. She caught me trying to wipe my face clean of the mess she transferred from her mouth, but before I could do anything she yelled, "Don't you fucking clean your face off until you clean mine off first bitch boy. Now go get me wine." I had never liked demanding SPs, but she was really turning me on with her Hungarian accent.
Stay the Night?
I wiped off her face and I gave her a refill of her glass of wine then I wiped my face off and got a bottle of water. I was thinking the night was over so we started to chat. I asked if she wanted to use the shower. She said “why”
“I just thought you would want to shower before you leave.” I enquired
She looked puzzled and asked if I wanted her to go? I said “hell no.”
She said “good because I am not done with your sorry Canadian ass and that big beautiful cock.”
I asked her how much for her to stay.
Zareen responded with “Janos has taken care of it. I can stay as long as you like” “How long would you want me stay”
I thought about it and thought what the hell.
“All night?”
She smiled back at me and said “I was hoping you would say that. I just need make one call” She left and went into the bathroom. A few minutes later she came jumping into the bed and started to ask me questions about who I was and she wanted to know everything. She was quick to share her life story. We laughed and cried in each other arms. It felt so good being with her. Her eyes are mesmerizing. The more I listen to her accent and to her voice the more I wanted. She seemed so real and so into me.
Then I just blurred out “I have decided I am going to quit my job and just stay here all day and make love to you. When I can't get it up any more I am going to run my tongue around that cute little button you have over your pussy and see how tight your buns can squeeze my finger when I push it up your ass."
She laughed. We started to snuggle spoon style. I reached around her and cupped her breasts. "Did I tell you how much I love feeling these? You make my erection jump up." I ran my fingers around her nipples and felt those little bumps surrounding her nipples harden. "I hope this makes your tits feel the same way my cock feels when you make it hard."
She twisted in my arms, put her arms around my neck and started kissing me. I held her head still and licked her lips moving my tongue around her mouth. Then I told her "Now I am going to do you the same way you did me. Watch me."
I spread her legs wide and put a hand under each cheek, lifting her pussy to my mouth. "Now, put a hand on each side and open it for me. Push my face where you want it to be, then tap my head when it is really good." She had made me fill her mouth, so now I was going to give her a giant orgasm.
"Come for daddy, strong, Baby girl." I pleaded.
As I moved my tongue around her loving lips she moved her hands to my head. She groaned and pulled my face into her pussy. I covered her clit with my lips and sucked it. Her hips started to hump my face. My tongue went around and around her clit. I let go of one cheek and pushed two fingers into her pussy. Her back arched and she slapped my head groaning, "yes, Yes, YES." I felt her legs stiffen and start to shake. I rose to my knees and pushed the head of my condom covered cock in. "Oh Baby, you taste so good when you are cuming."
I rested my weight on my elbow and knees and my cock went to its full depth. Her legs were still shaking as I started to pump. It wasn't going to take long before I started to fill the condom in her with sperm. Then it was there. I pushed in as far as I could and held it there leaving my load in the condom as deep as I could get it.
She groaned, "I'm cuming again." She grabbed my ass and pulled me to her. I held myself over her, feeling the muscles in her pussy emptying the sperm from my cock while her whole body shook from our love making. Then this gush of female ejaculation liquid rushes over my lower body as her body shivers. I let my body press against her as I kissed her neck.
"Thank you Sweetheart, that was so good." I resolved I would not move until she did, keeping my cock inside her as long as possible.
She started to giggle, "How can I keep from bragging what champion lover you are. I don't want anyone to find out, but it must show on me like giant advertisement!" She stirred and my cock slipped out. As we slipped off asleep in each others arms.
The Morning After
We awoke to the early morning light and her in my arms. Her hair slightly covering her face. The sun peaking between the curtains. The bed was damp and the condom was now stuck to my leg still holding some love juices from last night. I looked at her and although her makeup was a little smeared she looked even more beautiful now than when I first saw her.
It started to come back to me. Her story of who she really was. She was older than she let on and her body allows her story of youth to be told. She told me she had a baby some 14 years earlier and her boy friend left once he heard there was a baby on the way. She was a single mother living with her mother. Her story made my heart melt. I thought I would get up and go get her coffee but I realized we never had a discussion around that. She opened an eye and said “oh good”.
I asked her “is everything ok”
Her response was “yes now I see you. I thought you were dream. I want you to know I do not do such things with first date”. I smiled and thought good line. I wish it was true.
I want her to know how much I appreciated her spending the night so I respond with “I am glad you did.” And kissed her on the forehead.
In a concerned voice she cries out “Oh I must look awful”
I try and reassure her by telling her she is beautiful. She asked if she can use the bathroom and I ask her if she wants coffee. She informs me she drinks tea. So I put on a pair of sweat pants, a T shirt, and sneakers, grab my phone to head out to get her a cup of tea and she heads into the bathroom.
I scramble up some tea and a few pastries I called Janos to thank him. He informed me that he had paid her for two hours. I never told him how long she stayed just that she was amazing. I stopped by the bank machine before heading back up to the room.
I open the door to see this beautiful woman dressed and ready to leave. I ask her if I can give her a tip. She smiles at me with what looks like a tear in her eye. She holds me so tight. She said she was sorry but she had such amazing time with me. She did not want it to end. Still holding her I feel her body trembling as she said she dreamt of a man like me. She then asked me how long I was in Budapest? I told her I was leaving tonight. She started to sob. I told her it was ok. She kissed me and asked if I would come back and see her again. She told me she left her email by the phone if I could contact her.
I told her I would contact her and that I had a great time with her. I felt we had connected but she was taking this so hard. It felt so real. She hugged me again and kissed me. I said “would you like breakfast”
Her eyes lite up and she smiled. She just needed to contact her mother and her work to let them know. I quickly washed and got dressed and we were out the door. She was hanging on to my arm like she would never let me go. We had breakfast together and we shared more stories and she shared other parts of her life. I told her to be careful about sharing that with clients. She told me she did not think of me as a client but like a very good friend. She looked at me over breakfast and I looked at her. I did not want her to go and she kissed me as we walked out of the breakfast room. I held her and she latched on to me and whispered in my ear, in the softest of voices, “please make love to me before you go” I looked at her eyes as they were swelling up again. I smiled and said “Oh Zareen how much” as I reached for my wallet.” She was so excited she grabbed my hand and lead me to the elevators. In the elevator she kissed me so passionately. Her hands were wrapped around me it felt like five women on me. We arrived back at the room.
As soon as we where in the room I helped her out of her dress. She walked around in just the corset and stockings. I asked if I could eat her pussy? Knowing I was a pleaser she wanted to leave me with something special. She wanted me to finish her in her ass. I offered to lick her butthole. She said that might feel nice. She laid over the back of the couch and spread her ass cheeks. I bent over and ran my tongue up her crack. There was definitely a trace of my cologne on her. I put my lips over her sphincter and sucked it into my mouth. She moaned and relaxed it making it easy for my tongue to enter. I cleansed her back hole and when I leaned away from it I noticed it was slightly gaped opened. I took my own fingers with a little lube and pushed them with ease into her. She tightened her butthole around my fingers and she wanted more. I gave her more fingers until my four were deep in her ass. I felt her tighten her ass around my fingers a few times with her ass muscles before working it in and out. As I finger fucked her ass I asked if she liked it. She turner her head and with a glimmer in her eyes and smile on her face she said “Your cock my ass Please”.
I could not say no. Placing a condom on I proceeded to penetrate her ass. She was so tight and it felt so good as she moaned. She felt my body shiver and my leg quivered. She pulls out and turns to kiss me whispering “not yet my love”.
She took my cock and squeezes it to ensure I to do not cum. We go into the bedroom, she kissed me softly on the lips.

I think my eyes gave away my surprised, but Zareen only laughed and shoved me back so I was laying flat out. Of course, my cock was a flagpole in the cool bedroom air.

Zareen took my prick in her left hand and stroked it a couple of times then lifted my balls with her right, exposing the skin beneath. She lowered her head and began to give me a hickey right between my asshole and the bottom of my ball sack. She massaged my cock with her thumb. It felt so good I thought I would faint.

I pushed my hips into the air to give her more room as she continued to suck in that one place. When she stopped she looked up at me and said, ‘Now you’re marked with my brand means I own you’. She smiled again and moved to my balls.

Zareen began to lick under my balls right where the sack begins letting her tongue slip onto one ball and then the other, then taking one into her mouth to gently suck before moving back to the other again.

I didn’t think it could get any better than this until she moved up and let her lips slip over the red, swollen head of my leaking cock. She took only the head into her mouth letting her tongue circle around and around stopping only to give a second little hickey where my cockhead joined the shaft then licking the precum off the tip.

“Zareen, if you keep doing that I’m gonna cum”!

She stopped for a moment taking my prick out of her mouth.

“Hmmm”, she said in her Hungarian accent, “I wonder if I jerk you off so I watch you squirt or I let you cum in my mouth so I can swallow your cum again”?

Before I could answer she took my prick in her mouth again and let it go all the way to the back of her throat. She did this several times until I felt my ejaculation start boiling up.
“I’m Cuming”, I groaned.

Zareen took my prick from her mouth and said, ‘I’ll do both’. She jacked my cock up and down until I shot the first stream into the air. She looked at it for only a moment as it splattered onto my chest then took my cock back in her mouth using her lips to masturbate me.

And now Zareen did one more thing that caught me totally unprepared. As I continued to cum in her mouth she began to swallow in big gulps. I couldn’t believe this lady, who until last night I’d never seen before, was sucking my exploding cock and swallowing every bit of cum I could produce. How is it possible I asked my self. I had not cum like this in years.

The feeling was so unbelievable that all I could do was pump my hips into her waiting mouth.

As I came I looked down to see Zareen looking up at me. When our eyes met something happened. We locked onto one another and the whole act of her blowing me became something deeper, something I knew right then would never fade. There was a connection. I knew in my heart that I would never let her go as long as there was a breath of life, left in my body. And I saw the same look in her eyes.

When I stopped cuming I fell back on the bed in an exhausted heap. Zareen let my deflating cock fall out of her mouth then opened her mouth to show me she had swallowed every drop. She climbed up on the bed and laid beside me turning to kiss me, but waiting to see my reaction. After all she had just swallowed another load of cum and probably was wondering if I thought her lips were now dirty.

I took her face in my hands and kissed her passionately. Our tongues intertwined.

And then to my surprise, as we kissed I felt life coming back into my lower region. As we broke the kiss, Zareen looked down and saw what was happening. “Oh good,” she said. “I was hoping we could have more”.

My Hungarian sweetheart turned so that her face was over mine and kissed me again on the lips. She felt so soft. Our tongues found each other again while she let her fingers trace my cock and balls until I was standing at attention once more.

Zareen held my cock in her hand while moving her right leg over me as if mounting a horse. She guided the tip of my cock to her opening and slowly impaled herself on it sliding down on the entire length. She gave a soft sweet sounding sigh as we joined. Her pussy felt like a velvet glove encompassed my prick.

We began to move slowly, she lifting as I withdrew then coming back down as I pushed up into her. I wished this could last forever.

We started a slow, passionate love making, but as we rode each other I could feel her need beginning to grow. Soon we were fucking each other with abandonment.

Each time Zareen raised up my prick came out of her to the point of almost falling free only to have her come back down with a driving force. And as I met each stroke I felt my balls slap against that part of her crotch that was between her pussy and ass.

As she continued to ride my dick, cowgirl style, I reached up and took her beautiful breasts in my hands pulling her toward me. I pushed her nipples together and took them both into my mouth mimicking what she had done to my cock. They stiffened at the touch of my tongue.

Zareen shook her head to get her hair out of her face then looked down at me as I sucked her tits. “I going to cum” she cried out.

“Me too,” I mumbled while still sucking her nipples. She placed her hands on my chest.

“Let’s cum together”, she said. “Tell me when you’re ready”?

I nodded, not wanting to relinquish my hold on her breasts.

After another minute or so I felt it begin. I looked at her and nodded up and down. She in turn, somehow made her pussy contract tightly around my cock and said, ‘My Greg, My Greg, what you do to me” “Cum…now….my….Greg”
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Like a trained circus pony I responded instantly to her command.

My prick swelled and I began to cum. Zareen felt it and let whatever concentration she had been using to hold back go as she too began to cum. It was amazing. Once again she soaked me and the bed. I love how intense her cumming was.

I slammed upward trying to get my entire being into my Hungarian lover while she let her pussy squeeze my cock pulling the hot load out of me, one shot at a time filling up the condom.

As we came, Zareen leaned forward forcing me to let go of her tits. Instead our lips met and our tongues worked as we fucked.

I don’t know exactly at what point we went from soft love making to wild fucking, but it was obviously at the right time.

I pushed up and shot load after load into my Zareen, her pussy pulling on my cock in a sucking frenzy only slowing after a very long time.

When we had finally stopped cuming we continued our movements now at a more gentle rhythm until we felt the animal need silently slip away. She let her body fall onto me limply.

I don’t know how long we laid there in the afterglow that neither of us recognized. You don’t get that kind of a feeling from jerking off, that’s for sure. Matter of fact I do not recall such a feeling with SPs I have seen over the years.

The Surprises

When we finally regained some strength we showered together then we went shopping for a new dress and she surprised me with tickets that night for the opera to see Traviata. An opera depiction of a high-society courtesan in love. Oh how fitting for us that night.

We had a wonderful supper followed by our ride to the opera. During the performance I watch her facial expressions. Was this possible that she had such feelings for me. Was it an act. It was at this point I realized I had forgot I had a flight back and meetings I had forgot all about. At intermission when she went to use the ladies I turn on my phone to see 123 messages in the form of phone messages, text messages, and emails. My real world had come crashing down but when she came walking to me dressed in her black wrap dress her stride calling out to me. My real world faded away like the silencing of my phone when I turned it off. To hell with the world I had met my match.

She approached and planted a kiss on me that caused the lights to flicker. Or was that the signal to make our way back to our seats. She had a devilish smile that told me something was up and it was not just my dick in my pants. She whispered to me that she had a special surprise for me that night. She giggled as we made our way back to the box. For the second half of the performance I had the question in my mind what was she up too. My curiosity was only countered by the thoughts that I could be her “Alfredo” in the performance before us.

I spent the rest of the night looking at her with lights down low. The glow of the performance reflecting off her face. All I could think of was how beautiful she is. I thought how I had just met her but I felt like I knew her all my life.

Before the performance was over and she stood up. Looking stunning in her new dress. I was such a turn on thinking there was nothing between me and her body but that piece of cloth. She smiled at me and then I thought what could her surprise be. As we put on our coats she leaned over, whispered in my ear

“Love you my Greg”.

My knees went weak and my heart pounded. My cock got hard. I was like a pavlovian dog. Those words drive me over the edge. She took my hand feeling my trembling we embrace. She realizes that she may have crossed a line. She tells me she is sorry. I take a deep breath and tell her it is ok. I am just a little sensitive to a few words. Zareen take my arm and walks me out of the theater. She makes small talk about the history of the theater.

We grab a taxi to take us back to the hotel. I regain my composure she kisses me and she tells me she spoke to Janos and he shared a few of my stories. She wanted to be a part of one of my stories. We arrive back at the hotel. As we get out of the taxi the light hits her figure and it sets off fireworks. She is awe-inspiring. Just the way she moves and her hair and everything about her. The driver tells me a second time the fare but I am just dumb struck by her. She pulls the money from my money clip I have in my hand and she holds me asking if I am ok. It is the way she asked me. It is like she cares.

She kisses me as the door man approaches.

He then says “How was the opera Mrs Dickson” speaking to her. My mouth drops and I think like I am in some kind of movie.

Her response was “My husband and I absolutely loved it but the story was hard to believe and the ending hurt” as she took my hand and led me into the hotel.

In the elevator she holds me and kisses me. Zareen tells me she wants to get my mind off what happened at the theater. She is so sorry for saying those words. I tell her not to be sorry and that it is my history that causes such words to touch me so deeply. She smiles and says the surprise will get my mind off words.

We open the door to our suite and as we enter the dimly lite room. The smell of vanilla fills the room. The room is soaked in the flicker of candle light and the opera music from our just complete performance is playing.

Zareen removes her coat and takes mine. She drapes them over a chair in the entrance. She takes me by the hand leads me into the living you. There standing in front of me is a naked woman. I am gazing at her magnificent body. Zareen introduces me to her friend Lucy. I guess Lucy could see my eyes fixed on her breasts. She asks me if I wanted to feel her new boobs. I shook my head and she took my hands on her perfect globes. I started to massage them, but what is a guy to do before even saying hello. She let out a short squeal of approval.

“Herr Dickson, a little harder. Here like this” She placed her hands over mine and squeezed my hands. Thus I squeezed her tits harder.

Zareen is watching as I follow Lucy’s lead. It seemed to be a real turn on for Zareen as she unzipped my pants and pulled out my hardening cock.

Lucy turns to see Zareen with my manhood in her hand.

"Oh Wow! Zareen, what did you find there” Lucy said. She continued, "You were right that cock meat is a lot bigger dick than I have ever saw."
“How did you take that in your pussy never mind your ass. Do you want to share that Zareen?"
With that she turned around and dropped to her knees taking as much of my dick as she could swallow. Zareen took off her clothes as I watched them both. Lucy was slurping on the underside of my cock while deep throating me. Zareen using her high fashion walk to strolls over to me and kissed me hard and very passionately. Zareen moisture was currently getting her panties wet so she took them off. I played with Zareen’s love canal and fingering the inside. We lay on the couch. My thoughts went wild, how could I let this happen. At that point I was so turned on I didn't care. Lucy and her naked body was having her way with me. I could tell Zareen was enjoying this. She was giving me a grin as Lucy continuing to molest me.
We were in a circle on the couch one on the floor and both of us on the couch. Lucy was giving a great blow-job, Zareen had her cunt in my face and Lucy was fingering her cunt as I was nursing her glorious titties. Every time I pinched her nipples, I could feel her twitch with excitement.
I got up and kneeled behind Lucy who now was on all fours. I had my cock aimed right at Lucy's ass. I looked at Zareen like I was asking approval, She just nodded her head and shoulders as if to say "Go for it"
I covered my cock with a condom then put my cock deep in her cunt using her wetness for lube. She was backing up against me trying to get more of my cock in her cunt. I started fucking her pussy as I was using my thumb to open her tight little ass hole. I then took my dick out placed it's helmet against her ass and pushed forward. Plop! I was in her butt hole. Lucy started screaming,
"Oh Damn-You I don't want it in my ass! I have never had a cock in there" As I pulled out concerned I hurt her.
Zareen laughed "You got one now baby, so take it like a street whore" as Lucy looked back at me and said
“Zareen he is a fucking gentleman, he took it out of there. Dickson I was just kidding” as she was starting to thrust her ass back to me. She was getting accustomed to her ass invader. Zareen watched as I fucking friend's ass. I got so turned on by Zareen who was excited by the site of me banging her friend’s little ass. Zareen started to wiggle her self under Lucy's arms and legs until she was right below her saturated dripping love hole. The site of me thrusting my self into her ass was too much. Zareen started to flick Lucy's large elongated clit with her tongue. The nectar of her wetness must have been so tasty. I could hear Zareen sucking as much of Lucy in her mouth I could hear her slurping. My balls were hitting Zareen in the forehead with each stroke in Lucy’s ass. She reached & up squeezed my balls lightly while she was sucking on Lucy's pussy. I had never felt my balls erupt before. I was getting closer to filling her ass with my seed. I was stroking her butt hard with anticipation of cumming in her ass. Lucy was screaming again.
"Oh damn that hurts but, Fuck My Ass, Fuck Me Deep in my hole. C'mon Cum Cum in my butt Now!"
I was getting ready to explode; I did one more hard thrust deep in her bowels and stayed right there with my balls against her cheeks, as I started to empty my nuts.
"Oh My God Dickson I can feel your hot cum. Fill me up to the brim, I am going to cum also.” Lucy let loose. Her orgasm hit so hard caused her to almost pass-out. She was light headed as she continued to cum. Zareen was still sucking her cunt and fingering her G-spot. She squirted all over, Zareen titties, the bed and her face. She had made a mess.
"But I haven't gotten off yet” Zareen screamed Lucy told her to move up so she could eat her snatch. WoW I had never seen a woman so horny before. This was a new experience for me. Yes I had seen women get off with other women but Zareen was really fucking horny. I was clear that Lucy knew what, where and when to do her thing on Zareen and Zareen was use to it. Lucy had Zareen cumming in just minutes. I was sitting in a chair and I was spent. I was smiling with my eyes closed lightly stroking my dick. I was semi-hard. Lucy had seen what I was doing. She came over inserted a female condom and sat on my semi hard dick forcing me into her cervix.
Lucy said "I gotta have that cock spit hot cum in my pussy, Now Dickson, Do what you do, please get hard inside me, then Fuck my cunt hard! I need that cum in my pussy" She started to ride me like a wild woman. Zareen got up and straddled us, putting her cunt right in Lucy’s face. Lucy lapped up Zareen’s ejaculate that was oozing out of her pussy. She sucked and finger fuck Z to orgasm. I was fucking Lucy hard, She was eating Zareen and I was having a great time wondering if I was being raped. I guess I had gotten what I always wanted!
After another hour of crazy sex. I was totally wasted. I did not have one ounce of cum left in me. Lucy picked up her things went in the bathroom. Zareen laid beside me smiling asking me if I enjoyed it. I did not know what to think at this point. My head was spinning. Zareen went to the bathroom and I could hear the ladies in their native tongue. Lucy came out to thank me. She gave me a kiss and told me Zareen is right I am a god. She informed me to please take good care of Zareen. Then she left. I was dazed but what just happened. My head spinning.
Zareen brought me a bottle of water and held me telling me she does not want me to go. The last few days were wonderful. She wants me to come back to see her but like others I fear I will never see her again. I tell her to calm down. Lets stop for a moment. That moment lasted a life time as I never saw Z again.