Straight Female / 22
My Escape From Reality, My Lost Virginity And A Man That Wants Me
I was on my way to New York from Malta via Frankfurt. I was tired and fell asleep in an airport restaurant. I woke and realized that I needed to get to my gate. I left the restaurant in a hurry. I left my passport behind on the seat beside me.
A man who was also at the restaurant noticed my passport when he got up to leave and took it to the lost and found. When I got back to the restaurant the passport was gone and I missed my flight because I wasn't allowed to board. Also, without a passport I was stuck in the airport, not daring to leave because I could not get back in. I was terrified.
The man who took my passport to the lost and found saw me standing in the middle of the international terminal, he stopped and turned back and asked if I had been in the restaurant. He thought it was me, and he told me where my passport was. He talked to the attendant, who found the passport and after a ridiculous argument about showing ID to get it, he stepped in and told the woman to give it to me, he vouched for me.
But my flight was gone and I was stuck there till the next day. He told me he was scheduled to leave later than evening to Nairobi, but he would stay with me if that made me feel better. We exited the airport security area, arranged for a flight the next day at the counter, my bag was on the ground so we could retrieve t it. All this took some time while he got us a room at an airport hotel and we had dinner. One room with a single double bed about the size of a postage stamp. He gave me the side against the wall and he undressed me.
He played with me for a long time, getting me hot. He used his fingers and the palm of his hands, not to mention his mouth and kisses. While he was playing with me he had me hold onto his pene which was already a hard erection. From time to time he would finger me to see if I was ready, as I wasn't he would revert to sticking his tongue in me. Eventually because of all the touching and kissing I got wet enough and he went into me. He was methodical, typical German. It was a complete unvarnished lovemaking, until I responded to his movement. Only after he had me get off did he finish.
The next morning, our flights were again in the afternoon, his late afternoon, we had breakfast at the counter downstairs and back to the bedroom. This time he told me he was going to let me do everything. We had showered, together in the little shower, and were still a bit wet laying on the bed. He laid there totally passive and it was up to me to make it happen. I started with the obvious, started with his pene in my mouth. It took a lot to get him really hard, so that I could sit on him and lower myself skewering me. I rode up and down but then got off and sat over his face to let him treat me with his mouth and tongue. By then I wanted him to have an orgasm, but inside me, I didn't want to be cleaning myself off. I got him as hard as I could again and this time I paid attention to riding him so he would cum again in me.
He was a total gentlemen otherwise. He waited at my gate with me and kissed me goodbye and told me when I got back to Germany I had to look him up. My family is from Malta and is very conservative when it comes to girls behaving wildly. So I have a story I can't share with them. All I can say is that I missed my flight and I had to sleep in the terminal. I haven't been back to Germany, I answer his messages when he sends them. Since I can't make it back to Germany he is making arrangements to come and see me. I told him that I live in a small apartment with a small bed but if he wants I'm sure we can find a hotel room.
A man who was also at the restaurant noticed my passport when he got up to leave and took it to the lost and found. When I got back to the restaurant the passport was gone and I missed my flight because I wasn't allowed to board. Also, without a passport I was stuck in the airport, not daring to leave because I could not get back in. I was terrified.
The man who took my passport to the lost and found saw me standing in the middle of the international terminal, he stopped and turned back and asked if I had been in the restaurant. He thought it was me, and he told me where my passport was. He talked to the attendant, who found the passport and after a ridiculous argument about showing ID to get it, he stepped in and told the woman to give it to me, he vouched for me.
But my flight was gone and I was stuck there till the next day. He told me he was scheduled to leave later than evening to Nairobi, but he would stay with me if that made me feel better. We exited the airport security area, arranged for a flight the next day at the counter, my bag was on the ground so we could retrieve t it. All this took some time while he got us a room at an airport hotel and we had dinner. One room with a single double bed about the size of a postage stamp. He gave me the side against the wall and he undressed me.
He played with me for a long time, getting me hot. He used his fingers and the palm of his hands, not to mention his mouth and kisses. While he was playing with me he had me hold onto his pene which was already a hard erection. From time to time he would finger me to see if I was ready, as I wasn't he would revert to sticking his tongue in me. Eventually because of all the touching and kissing I got wet enough and he went into me. He was methodical, typical German. It was a complete unvarnished lovemaking, until I responded to his movement. Only after he had me get off did he finish.
The next morning, our flights were again in the afternoon, his late afternoon, we had breakfast at the counter downstairs and back to the bedroom. This time he told me he was going to let me do everything. We had showered, together in the little shower, and were still a bit wet laying on the bed. He laid there totally passive and it was up to me to make it happen. I started with the obvious, started with his pene in my mouth. It took a lot to get him really hard, so that I could sit on him and lower myself skewering me. I rode up and down but then got off and sat over his face to let him treat me with his mouth and tongue. By then I wanted him to have an orgasm, but inside me, I didn't want to be cleaning myself off. I got him as hard as I could again and this time I paid attention to riding him so he would cum again in me.
He was a total gentlemen otherwise. He waited at my gate with me and kissed me goodbye and told me when I got back to Germany I had to look him up. My family is from Malta and is very conservative when it comes to girls behaving wildly. So I have a story I can't share with them. All I can say is that I missed my flight and I had to sleep in the terminal. I haven't been back to Germany, I answer his messages when he sends them. Since I can't make it back to Germany he is making arrangements to come and see me. I told him that I live in a small apartment with a small bed but if he wants I'm sure we can find a hotel room.
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