Flashing Around Europe Pt 03

We'd planned a family trip to Italy which would include our daughter, son-in-law, and two young granddaughters. They were going to drive through south eastern France and northern Italy and meet us in Florence. We were flying to Rome then we'd take a train and meet them in Florence. By including the family our plans didn't include any serious flashing. After we'd been in Rome a couple of days we found out they weren't going to be able to come so we were now on our own.

Amanda and I had been to Florence several years ago so we decided to stay in Rome a little longer then head south and tour Pompeii. We could plan on some flashing now but some of Amanda's flashing wardrobe had been left in Toulouse so we had to adlib. Certainly there wasn't an issue of being braless, but the shirts and dresses that showed cleavage and side boob had been left behind.

We headed to the Vatican. We didn't feel that this was an appropriate place for flashing but there would be large crowds outside which gave us some rubbing opportunities. Unfortunately, despite numerous attempts by Amanda to get close enough to rub her boobs on someone as she passed them, we failed. The people were just too protective of their personal space. Although we really enjoyed the site including the Sistine Chapel we weren't successful flashing or rubbing. We headed back to our hotel to prepare for dinner.

We were staying in a small "boutique " hotel near the Spanish Steps and there were several cozy restaurants within a short walking distance. We walked less than 100 yards down the street to a nice place that had several tables set up outside. Amanda was dressed in a nice black dress that showed a little cleavage, but really didn't "open up" any too allow a look down the top. The only option to us was her going braless and hoping to attract some attention that way.

We did attract the attention of the maitre d' as we walked up. Clearly Amanda walking made a different impression than her standing still. It was obvious to the maitre d'. We asked for an outdoor table and he was delighted to place us near the podium that he worked from that was just outside the door. He pulled back Amanda's chair ensuring that she was seated where he could keep an eye on her.

We tried to have an animated conversation that would allow her to move or laugh which would amplify any boob movement, however the best viewing that we could present were some nice firm nipples poking through. Amanda made a point of asking the maitre d' for directions to the restroom. He escorted her personally with his hand on the small of her back. When they got to the bathroom, his hand slipped discreetly down over Amanda's ass as he pointed out the door she needed. When she was returning, he quickly came over to make sure she got back to our table okay and he used his hand on her back and then on her ass to make sure she found her way. Amanda did find an opportunity to turn from him as she sat down and have his hand brush over her boob. With his hand in direct contact with her boob she thanked him for his assistance then sat down at our table. After watching the maitre d's, interaction with Amanda, the waiters were very attentive and we had a great meal. The maitre d' did get a nice boob mashing hug with his hand on Amanda's ass as we ended our meal and headed back to our hotel.

In our hotel we were able to open the curtains and the window which looked out over the roof of the hotel. There were some other rooms visible from our room but we couldn't tell if they were occupied. Amanda stripped down to her birthday suit and as she moved around the room we were hoping someone would appear in one of the rooms across the way and look into our room. We could hear some street sounds so we knew if we were vocal enough we could probably be heard from the street. Amanda got tired of wandering around the room waiting for an audience and finally laid down on the bed and started reading. I saw a light come on in one of the rooms right across from us. I made sure Amanda was positioned to be seen through the window then we just waited. After a few minutes their curtain opened. A young guy, I'd guess in his late twenties, was looking out the window. It didn't take long for him to zero in on our room.

He had clearly seen Amanda and was now focused on what he was seeing. I mentioned to Amanda that she had an audience. She moved her book a little to ensure that her boobs were visible. After a few minutes she rolled over and in the process she spread her legs and made sure they stayed spread as she settled into a new position on her stomach. Our admirer turned off the lights in his room presumably so we couldn't tell he was watching, but I could still manage to see his shape looking out the window.

Amanda continued to toss and turn as she read on the bed constantly giving a new and interesting view to our "friend". As I watched his shadowy shape I realized there was some movement. The best I could figure is he was jacking off. The more I watched and the more Amanda rolled around, the more certain I was off what he was doing. I mentioned it to Amanda and she started masturbating herself. As I watched across the way, it became obvious that he was indeed jacking off. The more Amanda rubbed herself, the faster his movements became. He suddenly stopped so I think he must have cum right then. With Amanda still working herself over, I proceeded to get undressed, climb on top of her and slid my hard cock right inside. I lost track of our neighbor so I'm not sure how much he watched, but as I fucked her she moaned loudly. I could hear the street noise and I wondered how much she could be heard on the street.

The next morning at breakfast, our admirer walked into the small dining room. I recognized him and he recognized us. He turned bright red and walked over to another table across the room from us to have his breakfast. As we finished and left the room, I watched as his eyes focused on Amanda's swinging boobs as we headed out for the day.

We decided to try our luck on the subway. This had been fertile ground for Amanda to rub her boobs on strange men in New York, so we figured if should work in Rome as well. It did. Just getting on the subway at rush hour was a challenge, and we had to focus on actually getting on or off the subway, but once we were on, great things could happen.

Now the real benefit of the subway was two fold 1) you are tightly squeezed into the car for several minutes so if Amanda could get nice and close to someone and press her boobs against them, the contact could last for several minutes or at least to the next stop. 2) The vibrations and bouncing around of the subway meant that Amanda had to just stand still and yet her boobs would rub and shake on the guy on their own! The only problem was that the car was too crowded for me to get to watch much. I had to have Amanda tell me about it later.

We had a good ride to the coliseum and there were at least three different guys that enjoyed Amanda's boobs. She also got her ass squeezed and rub several times without having any idea who was doing the squeezing and rubbing. One guy even reached around her from behind and enjoyed a handful of boobs for several minutes as we headed for our final station. When we got out of our car, we tried to figure out who had been groping her to no avail. There were just too many people.

We toured the coliseum and the surrounding area including the Basilica of San Pietro in Vincoli where we saw Michelangelo's Moses sculpture. The crowd was there but just not dense enough to get close to anyone.

We sat down to have a light lunch at a sidewalk café in sight of the Coliseum. It was crowded and we ended up sharing a table with two college students from the US. Their chairs were close to ours and the pedestrian and traffic noise required us to get even closer to have a conversation. I did notice the guy sitting next to Amanda was "forced" to have his arm pressed against Amanda's boob through our entire lunch. She told me later that his leg was also tight against hers under the table. He reached down to scratch his leg a couple of times and inadvertently came in contact with Amanda's leg. The next time he did it, she grabbed his hand. He froze for a moment thinking he'd been busted but then Amanda surprised him by moving his hand between her legs and holding it there. He was certainly surprised but wasn't going to miss out on the opportunity. Amanda was wearing some pants so we couldn't get in real access but he still was able to rub her outside of her pants. He also kept his arm tight against her boob.

We finally finished lunch and we all headed our separate ways. Amanda and I had only gone a couple of hundred yards when the guy that had been sitting next to me came running up to us. He claimed his friend told him that he'd been feeling up Amanda under the table. He didn't believe his friend and came to get confirmation. Amanda confirmed it and he went off really sad that he didn't get a turn.

We took the subway back to our hotel with similar results as our earlier trip to the coliseum.

The next day we took the train to Pompeii. Amanda's braless boobs attracted the normal amount of attention. The train had the same effect as the subway, however it wasn't so crowded that allowed any real boob pressure on any other travelers so we had to be satisfied with having people watching.

Although the park at Pompeii is spread out, the entrance gates did constrict the flow of people to where we were able to brush Amanda's boobs against a few guys, the brushes were pretty quick so they didn't seem to notice.

The trip to Pompeii was uneventful. Just like in Rome, we hadn't brought the proper wardrobe to really have done good flashing opportunities. We did the best we could given the circumstances.

We finally headed back to Toulouse. Although we had a nice trip, it didn't pan out as we hoped.