Latin lovers meeting. A tale of an orgy.

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Latin lovers meeting. A tale of an orgy.In the previous story I told you about sex with my teacher(s) during a school trip, this happened the following year with a different teacher. In III Liceo, the last high school year, we took a “challenge” in Latin to Italian translation: the two best “translators” of our school would have gone near Rome to take part in an international translation challenge.My friend Vincent and me were the winners but I had a short time glory: I was so dumb to write him the following message: “In May (when the challenge would have been held) we’ll fuck like crazy” and he replied: “You’re engaged” to which I said: “But the girls there will never know”. The problem was that a few days later my then girlfriend took my phone, read it and left me on the spot. I couldn’t but fuck someone during those days or be the dumbest idiot in history.Our teacher was a man – and no, I didn’t have sex with him lol – whose real name I won’t say but we all used to call him “Mike” because his oral exams were like a quiz held by Mike Buongiorno. <> <><>Mike was a middle aged man, around 45, very tall and thin, black haired and with a very nice smile. Every girl would lose her virginity with him and would undergo hymenoplasty every month to lose it again lolMike, Vincent and me jumped on the train and went to this ridicoulously remote place, despite its province (Rome). The first evening we went to a dinner with all other students in that hotel, and there were at least a hundred. Here a girl from Sicily started talking to our teacher and they became friends. On the following day we had to take part in the translation so we all went to sleep early, having met nobody.After the challenge ended, we went back to our hotel for lunch and we met the girl who had spoken to Mike and her two roommates, whose names are obviously not their true ones.The first girl was a long curly haired brunette with quite small boobs of average height and a cute face. Nothing that can last too long in a teen mind, but for sure not an ugly girl. I’d say a 7 (on 10). I’d call her Jenna.The second girl’s name is Helen and she had mid-lenght straight dark blondish hair, two big boobs, a bad girl smile and nice legs.Grace was the third girl. A wonderful black haired girl, as tall as Mike and with long legs and nice boobs.They were all from Sicily and, being May, none of them was particularly covered in clothes.After lunch we went relaxing in our rooms but I wanted to have sex, so I took a shower, wore a linen suit (you have to be ready for all when preparing your bags), shaved my beard, put on my car-dealer smile and went to their room. knock knock”Who’s there?””It’s me, it’s David””Oh, David, please come in” said Grace, with whom I had talked the most to.”Hope you were neither busy nor naked” I said while walking past the door with my eyes closed.”We’re all dressed, open your eyes” said Jenna. I sat on someone’s bed and we start talking about the translation, the school year coming to an end, the weird place we were in and other small talks.”Why bayraklı escort don’t we go and take a walk?” I proposed.Grace and Helen agreed but Jenna wanted to stay there. “I’ll call my friend Vincent, otherwise they think I’m Mirigliani” (Mirigliani is the organizer of Miss Italia)They smiled and agreed, so Vincent had to come.We walked less than half a mile and there was a group of German students who sang their national anthem.What? You came here and sing your anthem? Not possible.I climbed on a bench and started singin our national anthem. First all by myself, then followed by all Italian walking in that square and, obviously, Vincent – embarrassed like never before – and Grace. Helen laughed.People usually know only one stanza of the Italian anthem but there are many more and we sang them all.The town we were staying in is quite a nationalistic one – at least it used to be – so people passing by shook my hands, thanked me and greeted me like a sort of national hero lolGrace smiled at me and said: “You’re funny and I love self confident men””I’m totally out of tune but I couldn’t let them sing their anthem in Italy without an answer””So you took the white shirt and the green tie on purpose?””Not really, but it was for sure a lucky attire”.We sat on a bench while Helen and Vincent went on another one.”Grace, pardon me if I am so direct, but…do you have a boyfriend?””Oh, you feel lucky today, don’t you?””It’s not a matter of luck, you just have to distinguish gold from brass, diamonds from glasses””And what am I?””An overdose of diamonds placed on a golden rug””ahahaha you’re funny and weird…but somehow interesting””It must be the green tie”A rose vendor passed by, to my grand help, and I gave him 10€ for 10 roses. Grace blushed and I thought I had paved my road to her pussy.It was time for dinner and we had to go back to our rooms but to our big surprise, we would not have had dinner that night because we would have go to a club and eat something there.”Free night, lots of sex” I thought.Helen, Vincent, Grace and me went to Helen and Grace’s room and in less than 5′ we playing the so called “gioco della bottiglia”. It’s a stupid game, you just have to rotate a bottle two or three times. The first to be pointed at by the bottle decides what should be done by the second (to be pointed) to the third. Or, if the bottle is rotated just twice, what (s)he is going to do to the second.Jenna chose that Grace had to kiss…Vincent.I had fire in my eyes. lol I was “literally Hitler” – as some say – against that bottle!Grace gave him a kiss on his cheek, then looked at me and blinked her eye. This damn game went on for a quarter of hour and I wasn’t given any damn kiss.”Well, I guess it’s time to do something else” I said.”Poor David, not even one kiss” said Helen getting next to me and… flashing her boobs. “Guess this ties the game” she added.”What the fuck? For sure it does. I can win even when losing lol”We all laughed and Grace came near and flashed me her boobs too.”Oh, this is funny””My boobs are funny?” Grace replied angrily.”No, not your boobs. But the fact I have looked at your boobs for the whole escort bayraklı day and I still don’t know what color your eyes are”Everyone laughed and Grace said: “They’re green”.”Oh…now I know why I put on my green tie””You put it…for me?” asked Grace whose heart was clearly melting.”Oh, you didn’t realize it? Really?””No, I haven’t””Black suit as your hair, white shirt as your silky skin and green tie as your emerald eyes. I thought it was clear” I added with an insurance-dealer smile.Her heart melted and she couldn’t but come close and kiss me on my cheek.”I don’t know if you’re bugging me, but you’ve been so sweet all the time that…””Don’t speak, Grace, kiss me! Helen and Vincent are already doing”She turned her back and saw the two kissing and fell into my arms.Her top was a red shirt with nice embroideries in yellow and I took my time to slowly unbutton her shirt. The beauty that slowly appeared in fron of my eyes was much more exciting than the explosion of buttons and nudity.”Oh, why a bra?” I asked. I’ve never been particularly good at hooking and unhooking bras lolShe stood up, unhooked her bra and came back down on me in maybe 10 seconds”It doesn’t take too much to unhook a bra, David””This striptease added an inch to me…””Shhh, kiss me”Grace sported a pair of red meaty lips that by simply staring at them I got thrills of sex everywhere and when she was less than half a yard from mine I couldn’t think to anything else but to let them kiss my lips or cock.She kissed my lips. I was with my back on the bed, legs spread but still dressed while Grace was topless among my legs and bent over me.I had to find
a way to have her on knees. I caressed her cheeck with both my hands as we kissed, then touched her hair and stared at her eyes. We had rolled on the bed and now she had her back on the bed and I was bent on her. I kissed her boobs, slowly going downwards to her belly and navel. I put my hands on her skirt and lowered her, following with my lips. Her lingerie went out in an instant and I was face-to-pussy with her.”Don’t stop now, David!” Grace said. I don’t like too much eating a pussy but Grace’s was very tight, completely shaven and I’ve never seen a pussy more “pink” than that. What else could I do? My tongue started licking her clit and Grace started moaning softly. Her pussy lips were wetted by excitement and my saliva and in a while Grace was ready for a good pounding. I guess she already was, I just took the merit lolWe swapped places, she went on her knees and took my cock with her hands.From my new position I could see Helen and Vincent kissing still half dressed and thought we might have been too fast.Grace gave small kisses to the upper part of my cock, alternating them with some good old style cock licking. I think she kissed my cock head much more than my lips but for sure I’m not blaming her for this lolShe massaged my balls with her right hand while kissing either my belly or my cock. I had to pull her hair towards me because she was giving too much excitement and I didn’t want to cum without her deeply tasting my meat.”gaaaaaaggah” she spat and said “fuuuuuuck David, be bayraklı escort bayan quiet”Helen and Vincent turned to us and noticed what we were doing. They silently got nearer and saw Grace moving her head back and forth. Vincent gave me a bro fist and Helen did the same, but I don’t know how to name it: sis-fist?”hey Grace, let me see David’s cock!” Grace pointed her middle finger to Helen and, leaving my cock free for a moment, shouted: “That cock is mine, fuck off bitch”Love some jealousy lol”Don’t be jealous, Grace” I promptly interrupted her “there’s no sin in seeing a cock” I stood up and cockslapped Helen on her eyes, then get back to Grace and started kissing her like in honeymoon. Grace and I were sit side by side so my cock was on display and Helen came near and started sucking it. At least she tried lol Grace gave her a slap on her head and Helen had to give up.”Let’s have sex, Grace” I said.”Take me doggystyle, David”.She bent over the bed and I grabbed her boobs from behind as firmly as I could, giving them a nice squeeze that made Grace bite her lips. The best thing about doggy is that I can pull the girl’s hair towards me in order to kiss her, and indeed I always do. Grace appreciated the roughness in the romantic kiss.I penetrated her pussy little by little, with a weird rythm, now faster, now slower, because I was distracted by Helen and Vincent who were naked and started fucking too.While Grace was by far the most beautiful girl – at least for me – the view of two of my friends having sex gave me even more excitement.Gladly they fucked doggystyle on the other side of the bed, so that Grace and Helen was face to face.”You two, kiss, please” and they did. Just one kiss but, that moment will always remain in my mind.Grace and Helen crossed their fingers as we fucked them and I wanted to cum but I had to resist. “I can’t cum first” lolI told Helen to come by my side if she wanted to try my cock and she happily accepted. Vincent was a bit p***ed off but Helen told him she would have suck his cock so, he had no problem at all. Everytime I got deep in her she had to stop sucking Vince’s cock and moan mouth opened. 7″ cocks are the best, aren’t they?Grace took that pause to touch her clit and kiss me.I turned promptly back to Grace, leaving Helen’s pussy, I suddenly removed my condom and asked Grace if she wanted bareback sex or blowing me.”Put that cock in me” was a clear decision.We stood up, embraced like lovers, with my cock going deep in her.After maybe two minutes in that position I couldn’t but cum and told Grace to sit on the floor. Helen did the same and Vince and me cummed on them almost at the same time.”Who wants to lick and suck me clean?” I asked.Grace gave another slap to Helen’s face and took my cock. Helen licked Vince’s and we bro-fisted again.We kissed the girls and promised them we would come back in one hour to go to the club and went back to our room.We opened the door and…we saw Mike sit on the bed with his legs wide open and Jenna in the middle sucking off his cock. We run away back to Grace and Helen’s room and told her what we had seen and run back to our room. When the four of us opened the door, Jenna had her face completely drenched in cum.As Jenna saw us, she erased her smile from her face and said:”Fuck, you saw us”.(photos taken from the internet, but they’re not too much different from what actually happened)

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