I was in Munich, Germany. I had gone to Europe as part of a ski club group and arranged to stay on my own and just wander around for several months. In Hamburg, where prostitution is either legal or ignored, I'm not sure which, I had gone to a bar with phones in each booth. After several calls, an English speaking girl who said her name was Doris had come to me and we ended up in a hotel room. In Rome, where it definitely isn't legal, a cab driver took me to an apartment up several floors in a large building. There, I went to bed with a girl who said she was married, lived in a small village, and came to Rome occasionally to visit her Aunt (whose apartment this apparently was) and make a little money.
I had never used prostitutes in the U.S. but discovered on this trip that it all worked out very well. Both of the girls I just mentioned were very good at what they did and made me feel as if they really enjoyed it all. I know I did.
I was traveling around fairly inexpensively just trying to see what I could of Europe. Mostly, I did what all tourists do and visited famous sites, museums and so on. I used the whores only when I got so horny I couldn't stand it any more because they cost money. I could certainly see why they did it; one customer and you made more than many people at low level jobs earned in a full day of labor.
In Munich, where prostitution was apparently illegal, it was obvious that the single girls I saw strolling along the downtown sidewalks at night were available. It was winter so they were bundled up but they wouldn't be out there unless they were hoping to earn some money. Two nights, as I went to several bars, I noticed these girls but didn't do anything about it. Partly, I was running low on money and partly I wasn't absolutely sure about the girls and didn't want to get in trouble accosting someone on the street. Finally, I was horny enough that I decided to give it a try.
I walked around several blocks where they seemed to be most prevalent. Several smiled at me but I kept looking. Then I saw this girl that really appealed to me. I would have tried to date her if we were in some more normal situation. She was slightly tall, perhaps 5"8", and very slim, with red hair and a beautiful complexion. The hair wasn't flaming red, more subdued. Not strawberry blond, darker, with some very light brown taming the red, sort of toward a rust color.
So, I approached her and she stopped walking and smiled at me. I asked her if she was available and learned that she didn't speak English. That was odd. She must have been either from out in the sticks or from East Germany because kids in West Germany all learned English in school. At first I was amazed the way everyone I met could handle English to some degree or another. But this girl didn't. Up close, though, I found her even more appealing.
Another girl came up who spoke English well. She tried to set up a threesome, including herself in, but I managed to just use her to arrange terms with the redhead.
We got a cab and she gave an address and we rode fairly far into the suburbs or outer section of the city, perhaps a couple miles or so. I paid attention because I wanted to know how to get back to the Pension where I was staying. We stopped at a door that must have been on the back side of a store or small factory because it was just blank except for this door. Inside we faced a staircase and went up. It's a little risky doing things like this. I could get beat up and robbed; I don't know the language or the social customs or anything. We ended up in what we would call a bachelor apartment in the U.S. -- one large room with a kitchenette against one wall and a separate bathroom. There wasn't room for a boy friend to be hiding and jump out and rob me.
She said some things to me that I didn't understand and went into the bathroom. She came out in a couple minutes and started to undress. I could tell she was asking me to do the same. As I saw her naked body, I was very glad I had chosen her. I'm sure she wouldn't appeal to some, she's almost skinny, but for some reason she looked great to me. Tall, slim, great coloring with that red hair and pale skin, blue eyes, wide mouth with a great smile. Her breasts weren't large at all but they were there, she wasn't built like a little kid. Great butt. I've seen this before, girls who seem skinny end up not being as skinny as you think and have great butts. No cellulite or saddle bags or what can be less attractive, just nice pink curves all firm and standing up. Her legs were fairly thin also but with some shape. As they came up to her cunt, her thighs actually curved away some, as if they were purposely leaving room for access to her pussy. Her pubic hair was sparse and fairly light colored, proving that the red hair was real. She wasn't shaved or trimmed, there just wasn't a lot of it, but the result was the same as if she had trimmed it.
We got on a couch with fairly many pillows on it that I'm sure was also her bed. For whatever reason, as we started feeling each other, I wasn't getting an erection. It didn't happen often but it had happened to me before, back in the U.S. Maybe I was still slightly scared, wondering if her boy friend would come in and rob me. Maybe I was concerned about venereal disease since I didn't have any condoms. Anyway, she suggested, "Tanz?" I assumed, correctly, that she meant dance. So, we ended up naked, holding each other, shuffling slowly to a tape player she had. She felt great, her naked body up against me. I kissed her neck and shoulders as we danced.
This was almost like a date, a pretty girl, a lovely body, dancing. Except, of course, we're naked. I was getting turned on. Then I had a thought. I had never, ever eaten pussy. I'd read about it, seen it in porn pictures, thought about it, and knew that in most loving situations, it's what you got to eventually. So I decided that this would be a great time to try it, to learn from it, so when the time came to do it for real, I'd know what to do. I had nothing to lose, if I messed up this girl wouldn't complain. So, I moved my face to kiss her on the lips as we pressed against one another. She let me, seemed to enjoy it and kissed back.
I led her back to the couch and we lay down. I kissed her again, then started kissing her shoulders as I felt her breasts. I kissed one breast as I held it and moved my other hand down to her cunt. I licked her nipple, sucked it into my mouth. I also stared pushing my fingers into her cunt, trying to get her aroused some. I moved my hand and mouth to her other breast. She had one of her hands on the back of my head, the other on my shoulder. My finger was slipping more easily into her vagina as she got slightly lubricated. I kissed down over her stomach and re-positioned myself on my knees, on the floor, between her legs.
Then, there I was, my face and mouth to her cunt. I discovered her cunt was way down between her legs, a little awkward to get to, further down between her legs than I had thought. It was actually below her pubic hair. I could see all of it and its shape. It wasn't all that appealing, to be truthful. Wrinkly. I kept my finger sliding inside her and just kissed her labia, her cunt lips. Then I slid my finger out and tried to put my tongue into where the finger had been.
I have no idea what her experiences had been. I mean, she's a whore, so she's probably experienced everything. But whatever, both of her hands came down on the sides of her cunt. She spread her legs wide, wider than I think I had ever seen legs spread, and she rolled her hips or butt some and her cunt came up so I could get at it easier. And she pulled or spread it open with her hands. It's all pink inside, sort of raw meat in there. Well, I got my tongue in there and started licking away. She started saying things to me but I didn't understand a word. Her voice was soft, nice, I'm sure she was saying good things but I still have no idea what. I licked up and down, up and down.
