(M)y intimate night in Paris with a (f)riend. Part 1/2 | 2016

Earlier this Summer I went on a college trip to Europe. We spent three nights in Paris and on the third night, I made love to a friend with whom I had an odd history.

First, some back story. I had a friend in college who I would always meet up with to go to university events, we'll call her Ash. One night I walked up on her in university plaza as she was talking to her roommate, who we'll call Dawn. I immediately thought she was one of the most attractive girls I had met on campus. This was surprising to me even, since I generally an not attracted to black girls. Dawn is mullato and got the best of both worlds in my opinion. She has medium dark, smooth skin, light eyes and a thin but strong face. Her hair was bronze with a cool red sheen, and was very curly and big. She parted it to the side so that it fell across her shoulder and it framed her face perfectly when she smiled her wide, expressive smile of pearly whites. I remember being taken aback by her smile; it lit up the plaza. She was my height, about 5'7", but with long dancer legs which led up to one of the best athletic asses I have ever seen, barely contained by these green nylon running shorts. her breasts weren't very large but they were perky, shapely, and accentuated by her sports bra and cut up tee shirt. She looked like she had just gotten out of the gym, so her body was accentuated by the workout but relaxed from the rest and all I could think about was what she would look like riding my cock. I later learned that she was head of the dance team on campus, which explained her figure.

That night the three of us just talked about all kinds of stuff and I don't think I could stop looking at her. I don't know if she noticed but Ash definitely did, and have me a look like "stop being so obvious".

I won't bore you with the details of that night but basically I wound up asking her out, and she said yes. I was so excited about that since I didn't think she would. At the time I hasn't had much experience dating. I wasn't a virgin, but I didn't date much or chase girls like my friends all did. I was quite monogamous, even to a fault.

Despite that, I've been told repeatedly that I'm a looker. I'm hispanic and white, with dark tan skin, bright hazel eyes, dimples in my smile, black hair which I buzz short and a thin athletic build. I've been complimented (mostly by gay guys incidentally) on my butt, which is quite prominent, and although I'm strong, I don't have very large arms. I carry my strength in my legs and ass.

Anyway, I won't bother with the date since all that happened was dinner and conversation followed by some pretty passionate making out, but no sex. I will mention her lips, which I mentioned to her were big and sexy, the kind you like to suck on and bite. She responded by saying they were just black people lips :) Other than that, it was our only date and since summer began immediately after that and we lived quite a ways away outside of school, we just kind of passively decided not to pursue the situation further.

All of this is important because when I signed up to study abroad, I didn't realize that Dawn had signed up for the same trip. This freaked me out a little bit, since we hadn't really spoke since we had made out, but we actually began hanging out again on this trip and actually became decent friends.

Fast forward to Paris: After our "class"time, we were given liberty to explore the city on our own. Dawn and I kind of went off on our own since we hadn't really gotten to know the rest of the group too well. We went to the Eiffel tower, and sat underneath the bridge looking out at the shimmering water of the Sienne, the lights of the tower in the background, and we talked. This conversion was much more intimate, and I found myself just staring at her face, wishing to kiss it but not wanting to freak her out. Every once in a while I would wander my eyes down her body to her breasts and then her amazing legs, wanting to wrap them around my head.

As the night wore on, I found myself back at the hotel sharing some wheat beers with a guy from our school, and this guy would not shut up about his problems. I drank and drank, pretending to listen but just thinking about Dawn, knowing she was right down the hall, probably in some pajama shorts and a tee, looking absolutely scrumptious. At some point, after drinking about five beers, I stopped pretending to listen to the guy and got up to leave. I walked down the hall towards my room but instead stopped at what I knew to be her room. The thought of her was too much to bear, and my balls felt tight at the mere thought of her body. I couldn't take it anymore.

I knocked. She answered, still wearing the dress she was wearing earlier, a brown indian-themed sun dress. The skirt of it ended about a third of the way down her thigh and accentuated her ass (i always loved walking behind her going up stairs because of that ass).

"may I come in?" I asked. She said sure and I walked past her into her room. Her hair brushed my neck. She smelled a little like coconut (probably lotion) and I could feel my rod pressing against my jeans. I was going crazy. "What you been up to?" She asked. "Just drinking with the guys" I replied. I turned to face her and sat down on the bed. She had no roommate.

Dawn sat next to me on the bed. Far enough that w weren't touching but close enough that I could tell she was comfortable with me. "Did you want to talk?" she asked sweetly. I couldn't hold it back anymore. "No," I said, and leaned in to press my lips against hers. They were just as I remembered, soft and big. She didn't really protest, but she didn't really commit immediately either. I was too tipsy to care either way honestly. I went with my gut. Slowly I began to run my fingers into her long, curly hair and grab just tightly enough to guide her without seeming forceful. She obliged and matched my passionate kissing with deep, dizzying making out. We massaged each others tongues, bit each others lips and sucked on each others mouths. This made me rock hard.

She could tell where I wanted this to go, and she put her hand on my lap where my cock was pressing prominently against my jeans. She ran her long-nailed fingers along my cock, making it longer and harder. She moaned with what I assume was satisfaction with my cock. She wanted it, I could tell.

I turned to lay her down on the bed. We never separated our mouths as she wrapped her legs around my hips and began to dry hump me. I pushed her dress up with my hand and felt her thigh. The soft skin felt like silk against my hand and I knew I had to have her right then and there.

I stopped kissing her so I could pull her cotton panties down her long, brown legs and off her feet. She reflexively put her legs together, but I spread them so as to behold her wet mullato pussy. I dove right in to begin licking it up. I made out with her pussy as passionately as I had her mouth. She let out a little whimper and began ti squirm against my head. This got me going even more as I worshiped her pussy with my tongue. Her moans got loader and loader and just as I felt her body tighten in anticipation of orgasm, I stopped.

"I don't want you to finish without feeling me inside you." She moaned my name in excitement at this thought, and sat up to draw her dress over her head. Her naked body was every bit as glorious as I imagined, and more. Her athletic frame, which was not too skinny or too muscular, but just right, was accentuated and brightened by her bronzed-brown skin, which was so soft and silky I nearly lost it whenever I touched it.

I tried to go in but she put up her finger as if to say ' not yet'. She stood up and put me on the bed. I took my shirt off as she began to work at my belt. She was having trouble so I just undressed myself. But when she saw my fully erect cock standing at attention in front of her, she went straight to action. Her big lips looked completely at home when she had them wrapped around the head. Working the shaft with her hand she slowly began to draw me into her mouth.she didn't go very deep but she made up for it with her soft hands and eye contact. Her big curls of rusty red hair laid across my thighs and the scent of coconut wafted up my body. I thought I was in heaven.

Part 2 coming up