“A what?” I asked the pretty girl behind the counter.
“Ah, I’m guessing you wouldn’t know. You’ve had English cider before, yes?”
“Yeah,” I replied, “Enjoyed a few in London.”
“We call it sidra here. The sidra produced here is famous all over Spain. You must visit a sidreria and just watch how the drink is poured before you try it for the first time. To an outsider, it will probably look amusing, but there is what the English say method behind the madness.”
“I think we’ll definitely give it a look,” Amy said with a smile, thanking the lady for the help before we had a short wander around before returning to our room to get changed for the evening.
As we usually looked for something relatively cheap when it came to eating, in both Spain and France, we’d found we could do cheap and healthy, to a point. We generally avoided fast food where possible. Tapas was everywhere in Spain so we knew nibbling at that would always be a way of filling our bellies. But many places would also do set menus for both lunch and dinner for the price of perhaps only ten to fifteen Euros.
Finding a sidreria wasn’t particularly difficult as they seemed to be all around the centre of the city. Watching it being poured for the first time had Amy in fits of giggles as it was a very messy process, but when we took our first gulp of sidra, we understood the reason why it was poured like that, and we knew we were going to enjoy a lot of it during our brief stay.
We visited four to five establishments during the night before Amy suggested we should go back to our hotel. Holding my hand tightly, we enjoyed walking through the centre of the city, with more than enough light to guide us home safely. The girl behind the counter smiled at us as we walked by, riding the elevator up a few floors before walking through the door of our room.
“I’m going to shower,” she said, “Though you should go first. You’re quicker and I need to shave my legs.” She paused and leaned up to my ear. “And my pussy.”
“Okay, you didn’t drink as much as me…”
“Just explaining why I might be a while. My legs are not too bad. My pussy definitely needs attention.”
“Planning on wearing a bikini soon?”
“Once we hit a beach in France, I’m going topless. Can you handle seeing my tits, Mark?”
“I’m sure I won’t mind seeing those gorgeous breasts for the first time.”
That earned a kiss that certainly left me wanting a hell of a lot more as it was obvious that our relationship was changing since we’d arrived in Paris. We’d been kissing a lot more later, but this kiss was a real reminder of all those we’d shared long ago. Carefully sliding my tongue into her mouth earned a moan of approval, we fell on the bed with Amy underneath me. We only stopped long enough for my shirt to disappear while her blouse ended up unbuttoned to show off her nice black bra.
“Shower,” she whispered, gently pushing against my chest, “Go shower, Mark.”
Meeting my eyes, she bit her bottom lip, looking both seductive and adorable. With her legs spread and wearing only shorts, her sandals already off her feet, I gently pressed my hard cock against her groin, earning a whimper before I kissed her again. When her fingers dug into my back as the kiss picked up in passion rather quickly, it took all our willpower to finally break apart.
“Right… Shower… I’ll… um…”
Getting up, I closed and locked the door as I knew if Amy was to come in and perhaps join me, we’d end up doing something together that I knew we wouldn’t regret, at least at the moment. I thought about jerking off but resisted temptation. Amy hadn’t been shy in enjoying the fact I was always hard around her, pressing into her whenever she was snuggling against me.
Finishing my shower, I wrapped myself in a towel and walked out into our room, Amy down to just a bra and panties. Kissing my cheek as she walked by, I heard the lock click into place and the shower start up. One thing Amy cannot do is sing. It’s not quite like nails down a chalkboard, but even she would admit that holding a tune is just about something she cannot do.
Still had me smiling as her happiness was infectious, singing a series of love songs to herself. Lying back in just my towel, I was simply waiting for her to reappear. She took a while before the door opened as her wet hair hung down to her shoulders with her towel wrapped around her body to protect her modesty. Walking to the foot of the bed, she undid the towel and let it fall to the floor, exposing her naked body for the first time.
She stood around five-four. Her breasts were large for someone her height, I’d guess a C-cup though perhaps a D. Her tummy wasn’t toned but she was slim. Her pubic region and pussy were completely smooth as she said she’d do. Crawling up onto the bed, she reached up to undo my towel to expose my cock, hearing her gasp as she saw it for the first time in her life, and I was obviously nursing quite the erection.
“Mark… I’m a virgin…”
“You’re fucking what?” I exclaimed.
I didn’t mean to react like that. She started to cry though they seemed to be happy tears as I sat up and she moved to sit on my lap, kissing me with urgency for a few seconds before she leaned back just enough to caress my cheek. “I’m a virgin, Mark. I waited for this moment to be with you like this. Away from everyone. Our family. Our friends. Just me and you, finally alone.”
“But Amy…”
She put a finger to my lips. “Don’t say a word. I’m glad you’ve been with other girls because that means everything you’ve learned with them, you can use with me.” Then her lower lip started to tremble again. “I only wanted you, Mark. I never wanted anyone else. So many guys asked me out at university that I eventually just said I was gay. Of course, that led to girls asking me out, so I eventually just said I was asexual. No-one knows how to reply to that.”
“But I thought… I mean, Mum and your mother…”
“Mark, please believe me when I say I’m glad you went out and had fun. I was never jealous of the girls you were with because I knew, that even if it wasn’t serious, you’d still treat them as well as I knew you would. I didn’t want my first time with you to be with us both being virgins. No, I wanted you to know what you were doing.” She kissed me softly. “I really want you to make me cum,” she whispered.
“I love going down on a woman. Learned that rather quickly.”
“I’ve dreamed about you doing so many things with me, Mark. My body is yours. It always has been.” Then she broke down completely as she held my body tightly. “I love you so much, Mark,” she sobbed, “I’ve always loved you.”
I barely held my emotions in check. “Amy, my feelings for you never changed. I just thought…”
“Do you love me?”
“More than anyone.”
“Are you in love with me?”
“Always have been. I just buried all my feelings because of what we were told.”
“Do you want to make love with me?”
“Amy, I never wanted anyone else but you. But once our mothers warned us off, I just thought… I thought you’d done the same thing as me, gone out into the world and been with other guys. Or girls. Or whatever.”
“Nope. I’ve just spent all the time masturbating like crazy. I have a couple of dildos that got a good workout as well. The idea of being with any other man except you… I couldn’t do it.”
“Can I be honest about one thing? Any girl I was with was a reminder of you.”
That made her giggle. “I’m never going to hold it against you, Mark. You did what you thought was best for both of us. The fact is that I always knew us being away in Europe would be the time I would finally get you alone and I could give myself to you.” She started to cry again. “You’ve always had my heart, Mark. I want to be together when we get home. I don’t care what anyone thinks. Mum and your mother will support us. I know they will.”
When she leaned back and noticed my cheeks were wet from laying her heart out on the line, her soft thumbs wiped my cheeks dry. “I should have waited,” I whispered, “But I just didn’t know…”
“Mark, I’m going to put this very bluntly right now. I really want you to eat my pussy once I’m lying back on this bed. And given you’ve done it before, I can’t wait to feel your tongue and fingers working to make me orgasm. After that… I’m hoping I’ll feel this cock inside me for the first time. I’m on the pill so you don’t have to worry about children just yet. I want to suck your cock but I’m a little nervous about that. Tomorrow night, before we leave for Santiago, I’m hoping you might stick it in my butt.” I felt my eyebrows raise with that confession as she smiled again. “Might have tried with a dildo though I’d rather feel your cock inside my bum when you blast my inside.”
“You are a naughty little minx, aren’t you?”
“I want to do so much with you, Mark. I’ve done a lot of reading over the years.” Taking my hands in hers, she held them against her chest. “I want to get married when we get home,” she confessed, “I want to be your wife. If we need to leave Sydney to be together, so be it. I don’t care. Home is with you, Mark.”
“I wish you’d clued me in years ago.”
“Then you would have remained celibate and tonight would just be totally awkward. But because you have experience, I know you’re going to figure out my body and my pussy quickly and when you make me cum, my god, I know I’m going to be a complete mess. And that’s before you’ve stuck that big cock inside me.”
“Why now?” I had to ask.
“It’s taken me a few days to build up the courage. I was tempted in Bilbao, but knowing we had our own room here and a double bed… I don’t want to wait any longer. I want this trip to be the foundation of our relationship going forward.”
Making her squeal as I rolled her over onto her back, I kissed her softly as her fingers immediately rested on the back of my head. It was one hell of a kiss, putting all the feelings of love I had for her into it. When we finally broke apart, I’d left her rather breathless before she smiled.
“Now that was a kiss!” she exclaimed.
Her breasts were just begging for some attention next as I had my fingers running up and down her body, particularly her gorgeous legs which felt silky smooth though I ignored her pussy for now. She moaned softly as my lips wrapped around a nipple for the first time, and they must have been sensitive as I felt her shudder, her hips rising slightly as I suckled at one nipple and then the other.
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