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We opened the hotel room and flopped down on its bed. Sweat from the bike ride plastered our clothes to our bodies. The cool of the room quickly took my mind off the heat outside and allowed it to wander towards the girl next to me. Amelie laid back with her eyes closed, absently stroking her stomach. I took the opportunity to study her curvaceous body uncensored.
We had been travelling together for a week now. We’d met crossing over the Thai-Laos border in the north. At first I thought she was much older than my 20 year old self, and perhaps English. While crammed into a small boat crossing the Mekong River to the Lao shore I started conversation asking her if she knew the name of the town we were heading to, fully knowing the answer. She replied in a French accent, turning in her seat and looking straight into my eyes. Immediately I was turned on by her confidence, beautiful emerald eyes and…well….her being French!
After a few days of heading in the same direction and on the spurious justification of cost saving we shared a room. Later that night after drinks and a few joints I asked her point blank if she had taken my offer of sharing because she wanted to fuck me. With out saying a word her sexy mouth smiled and she pushed me on to the bed. Ever since, in between sight seeing and trekking around Laos, we’d spent many hours fucking each other to delight.
Now my eyes drifted from her firm legs across her flat stomach and up to her full perky breasts. She was my desire personified - from her pretty, mischievous face crowned by thick curly hair to her fit and extremely fuckable body. I was fast becoming hard thinking about what I wanted to do to her. The hour long bicycle ride we’d just finished - largely spent distracted by Amelie’s round, tight arse squeezed into some very short shorts - did not help matters
Her eyes opened catching me staring at her chest.
‘What are you looking at!?’ she said with a laugh.
‘Mon petite beau!’ I replied with my elementary French, that she found cute in its failures and sincerity.
‘Ma petite belle you mean. I am a girl, beau is masculine. And I’m taking a shower’ she said grabbing her towel and walking to the bathroom with her hips swaying. Through the crack of the open door I watched her shed her shirt and pull down her shorts and panties. Her naked curves intensified the throbbing of my cock.
As the shower started I shed my clothes and stepped inside the bathroom, her back was turned. I quietly stepped under the water and wrapped my arms around her making her jump.
‘What are you doing here?’ she grinned.
‘In Australia we shower together to save water.’
‘Is that right?’
‘Yep, but I just want you.’
I kissed her shoulder, slowly sliding my tongue and lips up her neck as my hands cupped her breasts. I pinched her nipples and whispered into her ear.