Valencia – One day on her world travels Sex erotica stories – Y2Stories.Com

When I was on vacation in Italy, I met this delightful young woman named Valencia.
She was speaking a language that I did not recognize, but I soon learned that she did speak a little English and even less Spanish. So we could communicate as I spoke both of those languages.
Valencia was alone. She had a well worn sleeping bag, a small back pack and a beat up, but clean jacket. She was wearing leather flip-flops, raggedy faded blue jeans, a nice cotton tank top and a off white shirt with a colorful but extremely faded floral pattern on it.

Val looked clean but well traveled. Her passport was old and well used, showing that she had traveled all over the world. She had a debit card and a $2000 cell phone, so even though she looked broke, I could tell that she never worried about money. You don’t travel worldwide and carry an expensive phone if you do not have money.

She claimed to be 20 years old, but looked 16. She was intelligent and well educated beyond her years. A bright playful and bold personality, I had no trouble talking her into doing a nude photo shoot for me. We were in this huge old building, built of stone and massive carved pieces of oak for doors, windows and beams. The place was totally empty and spotlessly clean. She was the only one there and had been exploring for a couple of days and I had been the first person that she had seen. the place was amazing, and very old.

She was very beautiful, but not pretty. More the girl next door kind of beautiful. Adorable face, pale soft skin, grey eyes with streaks of blue in them, long lashes and no makeup. In spite of living out of her sleeping bag, she looked very clean and smelled amazing. Long dark blonde hair tied in a high pony-tail, slender fit body with medium size breasts and tons of playful energy, she looked ready for anything.

Naked, I could see that her body looked completely hairless, but when the light caught her just right, I could see a soft light blond scattering of short hairs on her. The kind of woman who never needed to shave, but might for those special moments in life when she wanted to feel extra smooth and silky.
Her skin was so soft and touchable, I had a hard time not caressing her from the moment that she shed her clothing. But, it was a photo shoot, not a time for lovemaking. Yet.

Then she jumped up onto a window ledge to sit, turning to look at me and leaning back against the oak frame, she brought her foot up on the sill, the other leg draped down. Her arm casually resting on her knee before her chest, other hand playfully waving at me, she looked so fuckable. In that position I could clearly see her clit and vagina for the first time. Oh my goodness, she was definitely enjoying herself. She was wet. I immediately thought she must be an exhibitionist. Of all the women that I have photographed in the nude, exhibitionists get the wettest while being watched and photographed in the buff.

Then, as if to prove me right, her fingers slid across her body to her clit, never taking her beautiful eyes off of mine. She stroked her clit, making it swell up as I zoomed in for a closer look. The camera caught the light making her juices sparkle as they began to slowly flow out of her. It didn’t take long for her to reach orgasm, and Her vagina muscles looked strong as they clenched over and over throughout her long orgasm. Damn but my penis wanted inside of there!

We took many pictures that day and lots of videos of her walking around, climbing over things, jumping up on things, and masturbating. She loved to masturbate, especially if she was being watched. She spread out her sleeping bag in the sunlight pouring through one large window in this huge room saying, “I love the acoustics in this room”. I set the camera on a short tripod aimed between her legs. She was on her back, legs up, two fingers inside her vagina, edging herself with her vagina very wet and she said, “Are you ever going to take your clothes off and put that big hard-on inside of me?”

I thought that she would never ask. LOL. Off came my clothes, hard-on eager to be inside her pretty vagina. I wanted to taste her first, but she insisted that I get my condom on and just fuck her hard. So I did. Her vagina was pure heaven. Slick with her natural lubrication, hotter than expected, and very tight. But even tight, not virginal. I slid in effortlessly, hit her cervix and kept pushing. Pushing her knees up to her chin raised her butt up, and I was really deep when I finally got it all in. Damn she felt good.

Her vagina muscles started squeezing in orgasm as soon as I was completely inside her. I held myself deep inside while riding out her orgasm. Then she said, “Oh YES! Now fuck me, fuck me hard”.
Long deep and loudly wet strokes with her soft moans, echoed throughout the room. She gripped me on every outstroke, like trying to keep me inside of her, then relaxed as I slammed back deep into her wetness, letting me feel every bit of her wonderful vagina. She had the kind of vagina that with every stroke inside of her, your prostate gave another squirt. And when my orgasm came begging to be released, I could only hold back for several more strokes before I had absolutely no choice but to drive deep within her and pretend the condom wasn’t there as I squirted a huge load of sperm uselessly inside the condom.

My throat actually hurt after screaming through that orgasm. It sounded really loud in the room. She was right, the acoustics are perfect in that large space. I suspect the room was used for music originally, but it served wonderfully for recording the sight and sounds of that delightful first fucking.

I switched over to a fresh condom as she got on her hands and knees. Now I eagerly wanted to fuck her cute asshole, but she said, “Not yet sweetie”. So I once again fucked her awesome vagina. This time in long, slow and deep strokes. “Slowly, so I can feel every centimeter of your nice penis. I want to remember it”. On each stroke, I slid the condom up tighter over my penis, stretching it thin on the end. We fucked for a long time, finally coming back to this position, but with her chest on the sleeping bag. I could feel the condom finally giving up and slowly pulling back over my cockhead, as I came deep inside of her. Oops. I didn’t say anything, I just held myself deep inside of that amazing vagina as I went soft.

“Don’t move. I want to take close-ups of your pretty vagina like this”. She looked so hot. I knew that as soon as she got up, she would feel my sperm leaking out of her. I didn’t want that. I knew she would probably be madder than shit about that. And I wanted to fuck her cute asshole first, feel myself deep in her rectum. Taking pictures of her like this, it didn’t take long before my penis started to revive.

I dipped my cock into her vagina for lube, then pressed my cockhead against her anal sphincter muscle, and pushed. A moment later, I was in and sliding deep within her rectum. Now without a condom. She had to know the difference in the feel of going bareback, but didn’t say anything. Even when I kept going back into her wonderful vagina for more lube. Shoving my sperm covered cock in her rectum felt incredible. Her orgasms felt amazing each time they squeezed my cock.

I pulled her up against me, holding both of her breasts in my hands, kissing her neck. I could feel my sperm leaking out of her vagina all over my balls. Hopefully all the extra cum will leak out as I am fucking her ass. I really don’t want her mad at me. I dearly love fucking her, and want to fuck her for a couple of days before I move on to France. She suddenly orgasmed hard, squirting both her juices and the rest of my cum out of her vagina, soaking my balls and thighs. I felt safe now. Hopefully she will not know. When she felt my cock getting ready to cum, she spun around, taking me in her mouth, swallowing everything.

“I just had to taste you. Thank you. I had a wonderful time today. I will remember you always. But I have a long ways to go before dark”.

Then she kissed me, rolled up her sleeping bag, got dressed and kissed me again. She said good-by and simply walked off as she slid her backpack over her shoulder. She never turned around to look back. She just disappeared around a corner and was gone forever. I wonderful if she was fertile?