Lost in London

Lisa Peterson was, in the eyes of everyone who knew her, the 'golden girl'. She was the valedictorian of her high school class, the head cheerleader, the prom queen and she was beautiful, both inside and out. She made friends with, almost, everyone in her class and was very generous with her time and compliments. She was 19 years old and had a bright future.

Until shortly before her graduation, Lisa had never dated. It wasn't because she didn't want to, but because most of the boys at her school were intimidated by her. Additionally, her parents exercised strict control over her in an effort to protect her from predator, hormonal boys looking to take advantage of their sweet, beautiful daughter.

Lisa's dating frustrations were, finally, abated when she was asked out by Zach Jeffries, the star quarterback from their high school football team. Though Lisa's initial reaction to her dating Zach was that the relationship seemed rather cliché, she liked Zach a lot. He was very handsome and very attentive to her and they made a very nice looking couple. Even Lisa's parents approved because they were fans of Zach's football achievements.

Lisa and Zach's relationship developed as most high school relationships develop. Hand holding, then kissing and then to more intimate touching. Lisa's inexperience made her slow to allow the more intimate touching that Zach wanted, but he seemed to be fairly patient. For her part, Lisa enjoyed it when Zach caressed her breasts through her shirt and bra, but she always had her parent's admonitions to be careful and to not trust boys in the back of her head.

After several months, Zach was becoming impatient with Lisa and began pressing for more from her. Finally, at a post prom party, Lisa had become fairly drunk and the alcohol limited her inhibitions and enflamed her libido to the point where she was open to anything. She stripped naked and did a dance for her boyfriend. When Zach stripped naked, it was the first time she had seen an actual erect penis. At the time, she thought it was beautiful and enjoyed stroking it, amazed that it was so soft, yet so hard.

Zach's passions were at their apex and with little ado, pulled Lisa down on the bed, spread her legs and thrust his erection deep into her in one push. The pain Lisa experienced was beyond anything she had ever suffered through. She tried to push Zach off of her, but Zach wasn't going to be denied his due and after three quick humps, discharged his semen deep into Lisa's womb. When Zach had finished, he sat up gave Lisa a quick peck on the forehead, got dressed and rejoined the party.

Lisa lay in bed trying to process what had just happened. She was devastated by Zach's lack of romance and the callousness of his assault on her virginity. She was amazed that the whole event of her first sexual experience lasted for all of two minutes. So, with the pain and the brevity of the event, she wasn't too sure she wanted to do this ever again. She got dressed and told Zach she wanted to go home. He wanted to continue to party, so she managed to get a ride with another friend.

Once home, Lisa showered and then lay on her bed trying to wrap her head around what just happened to her. She felt ill prepared for what had transpired and was placing the blame on her parents for coddling her so much. She was, also, reevaluating her relationship with Zach. By and large he was good to her, but his treatment of her that night was cause for thought. She decided that she would see how things evolved.

The following days and weeks saw Zach pressing for an encore of their prom night escapade, but Lisa wasn't too keen, especially since no apology was forthcoming. Zach began making noises about finding a girl who would take care of him, so on graduation night at another party, Lisa succumbed to Zach's advances, once again, after several drinks. The alcohol made her horny again and in an effort to save their relationship, Lisa allowed Zach to make love to her again. Though their coitus was much less painful, it wasn't nearly fulfilling as Zach climaxed seconds after entering her. Again, after sex, Zach redressed and resumed partying with no affection towards Lisa.

When Lisa got home, she showered, went to bed and brought herself to an orgasm for the first time using a banana she found in the kitchen. The sensations she experienced were sublime as she worked the long yellow fruit in and out of her vagina while rubbing it over he clitoris. After bringing herself to several orgasms, Lisa wondered why actual sex couldn't be this good and decided that she was going to have to talk to Zach about improving his performance.

A couple of days later, Lisa's parents announced that they were all going to go on vacation for a month in Europe and the UK. Lisa pleaded with them to allow her to stay home, but her pleas fell on deaf ears. She was afraid that Zach wouldn't wait for her return and would move on to another girl. She tried talking to him about waiting for her, but he was being noncommittal with her.

So, with a heavy heart, Lisa went to Europe with her parents and for the first time in her life didn't want to be with them. During the first couple of weeks she moped along finding no joy at all and was glued to her cell phone eagerly awaiting texts and emails from Zach. The large time difference annoyed her since the messages she sent were, usually, during Zach's sleeping hours and then his were sent while she was asleep. So far, Zach's texts intimated that he wanted her and nobody else and that he couldn't wait for her to come home. This did a lot to ease Lisa's concerns and she began enjoying the trip with her parents.

She and her parents rode on the Eurostar train from Paris to London and while they were in the 'chunnel' they had no Wi-Fi or cell service. Lisa managed to fall asleep and was awaken by her parents as they pulled into St. Pancras station. Her Dad hailed a cab and they were whisked away to their hotel where they would be staying for several days. Their suite had two bedrooms, so Lisa took her bag into her room where she sat on her bed to check her texts and emails.

She had an email from one of her friends that started with, "I'm sorry about what you're about to see, but I thought it would be best that you know what Zach is up to." There were several pictures attached to the email showing Zach kissing Mandy Johnson, kissing Emily Schmidt and the last, most devastating, Zach having sex with Emily! Needless to say, Lisa was devastated by what she was seeing and burst into tears. Her mother, hearing Lisa's sobs, barged into the room and asked, "What's wrong honey?"

Lisa glared at her Mom and replied, "What's wrong? I'll tell you what's wrong, my asshole boyfriend is cheating on me while I'm over here on this vacation I didn't want to take! I begged you to let me stay home, but you insisted I had to come! It's all your fault that my boyfriend is having sex with any available girl at home! I hate you!" With that last statement, Lisa jumped off of the bed, ran from the room, slammed her bedroom door, slammed the suite door and then made her way outside of the hotel.

Her eyes were streaming with tears as she hit the sidewalk and started walking. She could barely see through the blurriness, but managed to avoid walking into anybody. Lisa just walked and walked, muttering to herself and, occasionally, bursting into tears. At one point, she sat on a bench and emailed the pictures she received back to Zach and asked for an explanation. Surprisingly, she received and email back from him almost immediately which read;

"You shouldn't have left and you should have been nicer to me. I'm moving on to bigger and better things and a girl who will fuck me whenever I want."

Lisa sat and stared at her screen unable to put together a single response and just bawled some more. She was getting some weird looks from passersby, so she got up and started walking some more. Hours past and it was beginning to get dark, so Lisa decided she should head back to the hotel. She turned around and began walking back, but she couldn't remember what streets she had taken. She wandered around aimlessly for quite a while until she determined she was hopelessly lost. She had no money, her phones battery had been depleted and she couldn't remember the name of her hotel. Feeling utterly helpless, Lisa squatted down and began crying again.

Michael Flynn was a twenty-five-year-old man from an Irish immigrant family who had lived in London all of his life. He had done odd jobs for years until, finally, landing a permanent job with Transport for London driving one of their iconic double decker busses. He loved the job and interacting with all of the people that rode his bus. It was his Friday and his day was done, so he was headed for his local pub for a couple of pints. As he neared the pub, he noticed a young woman squatting against a building, head in her hands crying loudly. Now, Michael was a decent sort of guy and he hated seeing people suffering, so he walked up to the woman and asked, "Are you alright, love? Can I help you?"

Lisa looked up into Michaels face and saw the look of concern in his eyes and then replied, "I'm hopelessly lost, I found out that my boyfriend was cheating on me and that he has broken up with me." With that, Lisa's sobs got louder.

Michael ran a hand through his hair and then reached down and took Lisa's hands into his and helped her to stand up. "A good cry is always best done while being hugged. So, come on love, let me give you a hug and you cry this out of your system." Lisa looked at Michael for a moment and then threw herself into his arms and continued crying.

After 10 minutes, Lisa's crying slowed down, so Michael said, "I know the world seems like it's collapsing around you, but we should be able to figure out how to get you where you belong and as far as boyfriends, well, I'm sure you can do better if he's stupid enough to let a pretty lass like you get away." This brought a smile to Lisa's tear stained face. Seeing her lovely smile, Michael continued, "I was just heading for the pub, so why don't I buy you a drink and we can sit down and figure things out." Lisa nodded her head, so Michael took her hand and lead her to the local.

When they arrived, Michael found a booth in a quiet corner, told Lisa to have a seat and then asked, "What would you like to drink?"

Lisa looked at him and said, "I'm not old enough."

"How old are you," he asked?

"I'm nineteen."

"In the UK you can drink at 18, so what would you like?"

Lisa thought for a few moments and then said, "May I have a gin and tonic? Oh, and is there somewhere to tidy up my face?"

Michael chuckled and said, "The ladies is right around the corner and I'll grab you a G&T." Michael watched Lisa's lithe body as she walked towards the loo and when she was out of sight he headed for the bar. "Hey Ian, can I have a pint of my usual and a G&T for my friend?"

Ian got the drinks together and while he was making change asked, "Who's the bird? I've never seen her in here before." Ian was pointing to the booth with his nose as Lisa sat down.

"I don't know, to be honest. I found her around the corner bawling her eyes out. All I know is that she's American and is lost. I figured I'd buy her a drink, figure out where her hotel is and help her home." Michael picked up the drinks and sat down in the booth across from Lisa, handed her drink to her, held up his pint and said, "Cheers!" They touched glasses and then drank from their glasses. Michael took a long pull from his pint while Lisa took small sips.

"Okay," Michael said, "My name is Michael, by the way, and I'm guessing you are from America, right?"

Lisa looked at Michael and took in his handsome face with blue eyes and sandy brown hair. He had an easy smile that made Lisa feel safe in his presence, so she replied, "My name is Lisa, it's nice to meet you and thank you for helping me. You're right, I'm American and live near San Francisco. I'm here with my parents on vacation."

"So, do you remember the name of your hotel?"

Lisa took another sip of her drink and replied, "I can't remember the name. We just got here today and we've been in so many hotels the past few weeks that the names are a big jumble in my mind. All I remember is that we drove past a big plaza with a fountain and a big post in the middle of it shortly before we got to the hotel."

"Well, maybe if you finish your drink and not dwell on it, the name will come to mind. In the meantime, why don't you tell me about yourself."

Lisa proceeded to tell Michael about her life growing up, about her activities while in school, about how her parents kept a tight rein on her not allowing her to date until recently. She described her first forays with sex and how unsatisfying it all was. She described how her boyfriend took her virginity and how he had treated her afterwards. When she had finished, Michael felt he knew everything about this beauty.

She asked Michael to tell her about himself, so he described living, working in London and about going to Chelsea football matches with his friends. The two made easy conversation as they had several drinks. As they consumed more alcohol, the conversation got flirtier and found the two laughing constantly. Finally, Ian cried out "TIME, LADIES AND GENTLEMAN. DRINK UP."

Lisa looked at Michael with a quizzical look, so he said, "Closing time. Finish up your drink so we can leave. Lisa drank down the rest of her G&T and then stood to go. She wobbled a bit and Michael grabbed her hand to steady her. "I think you have had a bit too much to drink to go in search of your hotel tonight. Why don't you come with me." Michael held her hand and pulled her with him out of the pub and out on the street.

"Where are you taking me," Lisa asked?

"I'm taking you home where you can sober up before we go in search of your hotel. I would imagine your parents are pretty frantic about now. You still don't remember the name of your hotel?"

Lisa laughed and said, "I've never been taken to a man's home at night."

"You didn't answer my question, do you or don't you remember the name of your hotel?"

"I'm sorry, but I don't remember its name. Do you have music at home? I feel like dancing." As she said this, she dropped Michaels hand and did a couple of spins with her arms outstretched ala Julie Andrews in the Sound of Music.

Michael laughed at her gaiety and appreciated how beautiful this girl was. He had an urge to hold her tight and kiss her, but decided that he shouldn't take advantage of her in her drunken state. After several minutes, they arrived at Michael's building and then he led her up three stories of stairs to his flat. It was in an older building that was solidly built. He never heard any of his neighbors and never had any complaints when he and his mates would yell at the telly during football matches. His flat was pretty small with the front room and kitchen in the same area, a small bedroom and a bathroom separate.

Lisa admired how clean and tidy it was in Michaels flat, as she looked around and saw a nice sized couch, a table with two chairs near the kitchen, a small TV and a small kitchen. She was feeling giddy and free for the first time of her life and asked Michel to put some music on. He turned on his small stereo and let the CD that was in there begin playing. The music was pretty mellow and Lisa began swaying and dancing around the room in sync with the music while kicking off her shoes.

Michael sat down on the couch and admired the vision dancing in front of him. She had on a light sun dress that fit fairly tight across her breasts and waist, and then flared out below her waist and came down to just above her knees. Whenever she spun, he could see Lisa's plain white cotton bikini panties which was causing Michael some consternation as his penis began rising to the show he was seeing. After a few minutes, he decided to get up and get a beer from the fridge so he could readjust his manhood. He asked Lisa if she wanted a beer and she replied with a sweet little 'Yes please.'

Michael opened two bottles and after making adjustments in his pants, handed her one and resumed his seat. It was fairly warm in the flat and he could see that Lisa was sweating a bit as she ran the cold bottle over her forehead. The alcohol and the warmth were winding up Lisa's libido, much like at home when she first had sex with Zach. She was watching Michael while she danced and was admiring how handsome he was while he watched her. She could make out the telltale bulge in his pants while she sexily danced for him. She began thinking that Michael would probably be a wonderful lover, but would, probably, never make a move on her because he was such a gentleman, so she decided to be bold.

"Michael? It's a bit warm in here, would you mind if I took my dress off?"

Michael was stunned by the request and stuttered, "Uh, yeah, you can, uh, do that if you, uh, want to."

Lisa smiled, reached behind her, pulled the zipper down the back of the dress and then slowly let the dress fall to the floor as she continued to dance. Michael sat mesmerized by the sight of Lisa dancing in her underwear. She had on a light cotton bra which allowed her medium sized breasts move and sway with her movements while her erect nipples were very evident poking the material. Her cotton panties were wedged in the slit of her vulva showing that she had little or no hair there. As she turned, her ass, in Michael's opinion, was nothing short of a work of art as her panties had ridden between her cheeks a bit.

Seeing his reaction, Lisa smiled more broadly as she continued dancing. She couldn't understand it, but she felt really slutty and was prepared to do almost anything with this man who was kind enough to comfort her in her time of need. So, as she danced she decided she was going to bare all and while her back was turned, unhooked the front clasp on her bra and let it slide from her shoulders.

For his part, Michael couldn't believe what he was seeing. From their talk at the pub, Michael knew that Lisa was not very experienced sexually and didn't seem to be the exhibitionist type, yet here she was practically naked. He was willing her to turn back and face him, so he could take in and admire what he knew to be a perfect set of breasts. But, instead of turning, she looked over her shoulder, gave him a devilish smile and then began pushing her panties down! When she was naked, Lisa waggled her ass for Michael as she continued looking over her shoulder at him, eyes sparkling with mischief.

Finally, Lisa turned to face Michael as his eyes took in every nuance of her naked perfection. As he had deduced, her breasts were medium sized, perfectly shaped, topped with 50p sized areolae and hard nipples about half an inch long and as big around as his index finger. Her belly was flat with a hint of abdominal muscles lying below. Her legs were long, muscular, perfect and lead up to her perfect pussy. Lisa's pussy was nearly completely hairless except for a few wisps of blond hair above her slit that matched her head. Her labia were very swollen and slightly moist due to the excitement of exhibiting herself.

"So, do you like what you see," Lisa asked?

Michael chuckled for a moment and then said, "I have never seen a sight as beautiful as you. I could die a happy man, right now!"

Lisa giggled and said, "Well, don't die yet! I want you to get naked and make love to me all night!"

With that encouragement, Michael stood up and began stripping his own clothes off as quickly as possible. Lisa admired his nice chest, though not as muscular as Zach's, to her it looked very nice. When his pants and boxers came down, Lisa couldn't help but gasp when his erection popped into view. Zach liked to brag about his manhood, but he didn't hold a candle to Michael's. He was a couple of inches longer and a bit bigger around and was uncircumcised. She really hoped that Michael was a better lover than Zach had proven to be.