Suzanne's mother had often talked to her about her trip to Vienna 25 years ago. She had met the love of her life and in her own words "had made love more times in three weeks than she did in the next three years" or so she thought. It was only after an unfortunate ending to Suzanne's relationship with her boyfriend on her 20th birthday that her mother's story came to mind. Suzanne and her boyfriend had planned for three months that on her 20th birthday they would make love for the first time. They had been seeing each other for a few months and were in love. They went out for a very nice dinner and came back to Suzanne's apartment for the highlight of the evening. By any standards Suzanne was a dish. Good-looking, with breasts that couldn't hide their shape under a T-shirt, and a sexy body to match.
Jeff had never stripped her naked but tonight was the night. Suzanne had been waiting for this night for some time. This was the night that her pussy was going to be tested and prove itself. For years she knew that at the right moment it would be used in the way that it was meant to be used. At last. She had talked to Jeff and he felt the same thing about his penis. For years s he had known that at the right moment it was going to force its way into the warm hole of a woman and perform its function to make her pregnant. Suzanne turned the light off and Jeff turned it on. As her body revealed itself Jeff kissed her all over until finally he pulled her pants down and revealed her hairy triangle and just a hint of the clitoris poking through. He kissed that too for a minute and then she stripped him and kissed his dick. It had an upward bend. Did she have an upward bend the same? Suzanne lay down on the bed waiting for Jeff to penetrate her. She took a photograph of his dick as it approached her and he took a photograph of her hairy pussy and the pink slit between. They would have a memento of the night.
She looked up longingly at him and separated her lips to invite him into her holy of holies. She felt his dick -- it was hard. She drew it down towards her vestibule and disaster. He came before he even touched her. Fate had stolen his stiffness from her at her moment of fulfilment. Suzanne watched as his long stiff dick leaked some yellow stuff and went soft before her eyes.
"Don't worry. You can try again. Just wait a minute. We'll get it hard again."
Jeff was absolutely distraught but didn't show it. He just hoped against hope it wouldn't happen a second time but it did. He was so disappointed with himself. How could it happen? How could his dick let him down like that?
"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I can't believe it. Let's try another night. I'm sure it'll be better next time."
"I'm sure you will be able to do it next time."
Jeff left. He was so embarrassed that he never called her again or returned her calls. Her memories of the evening were recalled every time she looked at the video of his dick and her pussy and she thought about what might've been.
Suzanne felt very satisfied with the quality of the orgasms that she gave herself with her finger but realised that they were altogether different when she did exactly the same while looking at her clitoris at the same time. Somehow it felt just better. Up until that point in her life she had never really looked between her legs properly. She enjoyed watching in the video as her clitoral hood was pulled back and revealed the shiny little button underneath. She alternated between watching herself and looking at Jeff's erection as it got closer to penetrating her. She tried to imagine what it would have been like but no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't convince herself that she could imagine it right.
The more Suzanne watched the video of her pussy and enjoyed the consequent orgasms, the more she was developing a Pavlovian response -- instead of Pavlov and his dog it was Pavlov and her pussy. She had never taken an interest in looking at it before but now she started to appreciate just how interesting and attractive it was. Suzanne began to look at herself in the mirror naked and began to play with herself standing up. She couldn't completely understand why the sight of the female body excited men so much but she was beginning to appreciate that there was definitely something exciting about seeing her hairy triangle and the pink between her lips.
She also found it very exciting to look at Jeff's penis. She even found herself opening her mouth to engulf it. It happened without thinking and she felt she could almost taste it. She wished she could contact Jeff again and get him to come back but she knew it was all over. The more time went by, the more she realised that she needed the touch of a man to excite her. Orgasms were good but the sight and feel of a naked man were something else. With no interesting male in sight, she kept thinking that perhaps a long holiday overseas would do the trick.
With this idea in mind Suzanne set off to see if she could duplicate her mother's experience. She had saved up for an extensive stay in Europe, staying in hostels where she would meet people, rather than in hotels which were so unfriendly.
The hostel in Vienna had lots of people staying in rooms with two beds and six beds. It was rather difficult to get a room with two beds and so she had ended up in a largish room with six beds and a shower. It was winter and everything was going fine until the Covid virus came and wrecked everything. Almost overnight there was lockdown, closed shops, no international transport, quarantine, masks, museums and everything closed down -- there was nothing to do but stay indoors from morning to night. Everybody made the best of it. You could go out and get takeaway food and sit and watch TV and read and talk. There were a lot of people, mostly young and from many different countries.
The lockdown changed everything in the hostel. Staff couldn't work; the strict rules that had applied were no longer enforceable because there was nobody to enforce them. There was a young woman around 25 years old who lived on the premises but she could do no more than keep an eye on things and make suggestions in the hope that some sort of order could be preserved. Two rules broke down very quickly -- no alcohol on the premises and males and females should not be in a room together unless they were married. In the first days of the lockdown a few people left the hostel but not many. Suzanne had been in a room with six girls and four left the day of the lockdown. Now there was only her and a German girl Greta. Greta was 19 and was in Vienna with her boyfriend Rolf and his brother and his girlfriend. They were at university together, living at home in the same town, but never had the opportunity to be together alone. They had hoped to get a room just for the two of them in the hostel but there wasn't one available for them and so Greta was stuck in the large rooms of six.
