Backpacker's tryst in Barcelona [m/f] | 2016

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This story happened a few years ago, at the end of a trip where I was backpacking around Europe. I had arrived in Barcelona earlier in the day and threw all my stuff in the Kabul hostel in the Placa Real, then went out to see the city. I did the typical tourist things - went and saw the Sagrada Familia, walked down La Rambla, checked out La Placa Catalunya, then ended up at the beach. All in all a pretty long, tiring day. The sun was setting as I walked back to my hostel, and I grabbed a bottle of wine and a can of monster from a small shop around the corner as I made my way back.

When I got back to Kabul, it was almost dinner time - the hostel offered free dinners each night. I got in line, got my tray of food, then started looking for a seat. It was pretty crowded, but I found an open table and a friend I had met earlier joined me, leaving two empty seats at our table. Just as I began to eat, I saw a girl that was obviously searching for a seat also - I made eye contact with her and then beckoned her over with my head. Slightly to my amazement, she came, with a friend in tow.

Both girls were pretty - about 5'6", fit, and they both had sexy accents. We chatted as we ate - they were Ariane and Justine from Quebec. Being American, I knew that Quebec was in Canada, but had no idea where - to their horror. They both had strong but alluring Quebecoise accents and I could only understand half of what they were saying in the din of the hostel. Justine was more attractive, with lighter brown hair, a small chest, raised cheeks, and a big smile, but her English wasn't so great. And she had just arrived from Canada and was jetlagged pretty bad. We finished up dinner and chatted for a bit more, then the girls announced they had to go get ready for the night and headed upstairs. I didn't think much of the meeting. The girls were cute, but you meet tons of hot girls when you're traveling in Europe.

I hung out for a while, then headed upstairs myself. I took a shower and got myself ready for the hostel's club night, then got out the wine and monster I had bought earlier. I chugged half of each, then flopped up into my bunk to catch a short nap before party time. I awoke to a rowdy group of guys that had just arrived - I jumped out of bed, grabbed the rest of the wine & caffeine, and joined them. They were taking shots of Absinthe and offered me one - I took the shot and it burned the hell out of my throat. I chased it with the rest of the wine and monster, then headed down with them to the hostel's common area where people were staging to head to the club.

The organizers got everyone ready, then we headed outside to start getting cabs to the club. I had walked out with a couple guys from the group and the two girls I had met at dinner - our time came to get a cab, but the girls wouldn't fit. I locked eyes with Ariane and shrugged, then closed the door as if to say "I don't need you" and our cab headed off. After a short ride, everyone was reunited at the club. We were a big group of 30 to 40 people at least, and I had made good friends with the Absinthe guys, who ended up buying some bottles and inviting me up into VIP. We had a good party, then I saw Ariane and Justine, so I went down and said hi.

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I locked eyes with Ariane again, slipping my arm around her as I said hi. She was dressed sexy, and I had barely noticed before. She had on a short bleached jean skirt and a low cut white sweater that was just transparent enough to clearly see her black bra on underneath it. She had on a silver pendant dangling tantalizingly just above her small cleavage - I'd guess she had about b-cups. She wore her skirt low enough that even though her sweater covered her belly button, there was a ring of exposed flesh that displayed her abs and the cut leading from her hips down below. She looked up at me with her cool blue eyes and smiled - the small mole on her lip moving as I struggled to understand her when she started talking. I didn't catch everything she said, but I did catch her saying "I like tall guys."

I grabbed her hand and led her to the dancefloor. I'm not a huge fan of ass to crotch grinding, so we danced facing each other. We were both all smiles & eye contact the whole time, and I lowered myself a little so my knee was pushing through her legs, my thigh rubbing between her legs, teasing her. As if on cue, Katy Perry's "I Kissed a Girl" came on, which had become my cue at clubs and bars throughout Europe to go for a kiss with whoever I was dancing with, so I did. Our lips locked together and we started making out passionately, tongues dancing feverishly, ragged breathing, hands wandering as we continued to dance and rub our bodies against each other in the middle of the dancefloor, surrounded by people. There were no limits - I wasn't pushing them too hard, but Ariane never stopped me once as we made out in the middle of the crowd, bodies gyrating to the beat of the music. I let my hand slide down her back onto her ass and squeezed it, pulling her against me, letting her feel the slight bulge in my pants. I turned her around and let her grind her ass against it as I continued to feel her up, now running my hands along the waistline of her skirt, just letting my fingertips pass between the fabric and her skin, then dragging them up and cupping her boobs through her shirt.

It was getting intense. Experience told me we needed to break this up a bit, it wasn't sustainable. I pulled away from her, gave her a playful smirk, took her hand, and led her off the dancefloor back to the roped off VIP section. We were still handsy, but Ariane mixed us some drinks. Justine saw us and came over too - she looked defeated. The two of them babbled in French and Ariane turned to me asking if I had any money for a cab to send Justine home since she was tired and not having fun. I pitched in a couple euros and Justine left. Ariane and I stayed for a while, fooling around in VIP.

The lust was burning between us - we had to get out. We left, walking back towards the hostel since we had both given up our last euros for Justine's cab ride. We were hopelessly lost, but that didn't stop us from having fun... As we wandered down the streets, I would push Ariane up against a building and hold her there, kissing her furiously, pinning one of her legs up again the wall as I rubbed her through her panties, teasing her. She would casually wander towards a bench, then push me down on it and straddle me then start grinding against me, the pull back and pull her shirt down, exposing a breast and push it in my face, urgently trying to get me to suck on her perfect brown nipple. I took it into my mouth and flicked it with my tongue, then nibbled as she moaned out loud in the empty streets of Barcelona just before sunrise.

We continued on like that for almost an hour, asking random passersby in Spanish where La Rambla was as we tried to find our way home. We eventually made it and made our way upstairs - Kabul was full of sleeping people then. It's a notorious party hostel, but by this point the sun was coming up. We needed a place to play. I dragged her into the laundry room, the only place with a door where we could have some privacy. As the door closed, she reached for my belt and undid it, then unbuttoned and unzipped my pants as we started our frenzied kissing once again. She broke away from the kiss, pulled her hand up to her mouth, then spit on it and slipped her hand into my boxers and started stroking my cock. We were both insanely horny...

We kept kissing as she stroked my rock hard, throbbing shaft. I undid her bra and pulled her sweater off, revealing her perfect, perky boobs, her nipples both standing at attention. Her boobs looked so great free from her shirt - almost exactly like this gonewild post: https://imgur.com/a/fXUfa#rSnAFUu. She kept stroking me as I lowered my face to them, knowing already that she loved getting them sucked on. I licked around her nipples, teasing her, enjoying the feeling of her small soft hand sliding up and down me, feeling her silky spit on me as she moaned in ecstasy. We got down on the ground and I pushed her knees up then pulled her panties off, taking in the sight of her pussy. It was perfectly bare, and her outer labia perfectly covered their delicious contents. I kissed down her thighs, licked her where her legs met her body, teasing her lightly, then dove into her. She was so smooth, she had to be waxed. And she tasted amazing. To this day, the best tasting pussy I have ever had the pleasure of eating.

I spread her lips with my fingers and licked around her clit lightly, circling it but refusing to touch it directly. I surrounded it with my lips, lined up two fingers with her hole, then attacked her clit at the same time I slid my fingers into her redicious wetness. She moaned and bucked her hips, loving every second of it. I watched as she grabbed at her chest and rolled her nipples between her fingers as I pulsed my fingers against her gspot and flicked my tongue over her clit in the shape of the alphabet.

Then suddenly, someone knocked on the door. She grabbed her shirt, I jumped up and zipped up my pants and cracked the door. A girl was standing outside. "Do you have a condom I can borrow?" she asked. I pulled one out and gave it to her, she thanked me and walked off. Looking back, I think she was trying to cockblock by taking the condom (or to give me shit for not having one), but I had two so I didn't care. Unfortunately, it was clear our private place wasn't that private. We both got dressed and went back into the hall. We were both horny, but not as much as before since we had gotten at least some relief... We stood in the hall looking at each other, kind of starting to say goodnight. Just as we started to part, I decided I wasn't done and grabbed her hand and told her to follow me real quick. She was curious and followed.

I led her to the girls bathroom and into a shower stall. I pulled off my shirt, then took off hers. We turned on the water and aimed it away from us and started making out again, her chest against mine. I reached down and pulled her skirt up, then pushed her panties aside and started fingering her. She shook a bit then started saying "Arrete! Arrete!" which I didn't know meant stop at the time, so I upped the intensity and rubbed her gspot as she all but collapsed into my arms. She almost immediately got down on her knees and hungrily got my cock out. She took it into her mouth and started working the shaft with her hand. She bobbed up and down over the head almost expertly, trying to make me cum. She wrapped her lips firmly around my head and started sucking as she began twisting the shaft just below it - it felt amazing. She alternated between the suck/twist move, bobbing as far as she could, and between licking the underside of my cock as she stroked its full length. It was great. It took me years to find someone who was even comparable to her in cock sucking skill.

Unfortunately, we had drunk a lot and whisky dick wasn't going to let me cum for a long time. She was getting tired. I was getting tired. Cleaning staff had come into the bathroom. I pulled her up to me, told her it was fun, and we got dressed. We snuck out of the bathroom and kissed each other goodnight, then headed to our separate beds.

I saw Ariane a few more times before I headed home. We kissed a bit, but she was a little embarrassed by our club antics. When I added her on facebook, it said she had a boyfriend too. lol, poor guy. We never ended up fucking that week, but we kept in touch. There are many more stories involving her that I'll share if this one gets much interest :) The end.