I am an American on vacation in Europe for the first time. I have been here for two weeks and been in nothing, but meetings and conferences sustaining myself on stale muffins, runny eggs and day old coffee with boring co-workers for what seemed like eternity. It was my last night here and then I would be returning to my kindergarten teacher wife, dog and two year old twins. I missed them, I admit, but the daily grind of family life had become...mundane.
Everyday it was the same repetitious series of events... breakfast, work, dinner, playtime with the kids and two minute sex with my wife twice a week. I wanted a little adventure, something a little rocky road in my vanilla world. This is what led me down a crowded, dank alley on a European street.
"Hey Buddy want some action" said countless voices as I headed down a long strip. I ignored these voices because paying for sex just wasn't my speed. As I continued this walk taking in the scenery filled with the zealous, the hesitant and the indecisive I spotted a woman.
She was standing propped against a wall like she owned it. She looked out of place here-like the lioness surrounded by tigers-up to the fight, but not wanting to sweat.
She looked like a 50's pinup girl with curves and her red hair pulled back in a knot at the base of her neck. She lifted her eyes, almond shaped eyes the color of fine whiskey. She cocked her head at me as if to say come closer.
"Hello" I said. She did not respond instead looking me up and down from head to toe.
"Are you here for the show?" she said in a gravelly whisper.
"No, but I could be." I said. She looked at me and walked into the alley and motioned for me to follow her.
The first guard looked at me with piercing gray eyes as I went to walk through the curtain behind her "Wait" he called as the other guard put out a beefy paw.
"He is with me" she said in a tome that left no room for argument.
"Sorry Nela" he mumbled as he moved aside and I stepped behind the curtain.
Inside were people sitting around a stage. It was dark and the stage was empty. As we made our way towards a seat, I began to look around. People were smoking, drinking and laughing like any other club.
Except some people were doing this naked. Other people were also in various stages of kissing and fondling. I was already feeling myself harden as I took a seat beside Nela.
She reached in her bag and took out a thin cigar which smelled of strawberries. I fumbled for my lighter and lit it for her. She took a long drag and then moved toward me and put her mouth on mine. Nela blew the smoke into my mouth and then looked at me.
I expertly blew the smoke into the air and moved my mouth over hers. As she slid her soft tongue into my mouth, she reached between my legs and had her hands around my head so quickly I could not react. Nela broke away from the kiss to get a good look.
"Very good, American men always have good size yes?" as she stroked my penis with her tiny black laced covered hands. I moved my mouth back on hers as she took me in her hand and began to twirl her fingers around my head.
"Have you ever been to this kind of show before?" she purred as she used her other hand to cup my balls and caress them through her hands, gently tugging the hair.
"No" I said barely paying attention to her words.
"Then you are in for a treat my friend" she said as she tucked my penis away and the light dimmed. "You don't want to miss this" she said and leaned back in her seat.
A spotlight fell on the stage and a chair. On the chair was a woman of about 20 years old. She was a Claudia Schiffer lookalike with a massive pair of tits.
She stood up and she was wearing a corset on top, exposing a thin layer of pale skin and on bottom a thin piece of cloth wrapped around her ass and legs leaving her cheeks bare. The girl said no words, but held up a sign saying Laura.
Laura sat back down and spread her legs so we-the audience could see her vagina. I was close to the front so I could see that she was hairless and when she put a finger in I could see her clit which looked like a small pink button buried deep in between her lips.
Nela saw back in her chair and removed her suit jacket. As she did this I saw she had nothing but a bra on underneath. It was white and lacy and I could see her brownish tinged nipple peaking through the lace.
As she bent forward to remove her shoe she made eye contact with me and then lifted her shapely leg onto my lap. I unbuckled her shoe and she slipped it off and slid her narrow foot against my penis and rubbed the tip with her toe through my pants.
Not to be undone on stage, Laura was fingering herself furiously on stage to the eager catcalling of the audience" Stick in two fingers" to which she happily obliged, stretching herself wider.
"Go for three" called another. Laura lifted her head at this and then leaned back and inserted four of her fingers as deep as she could. Then she teasingly closed her legs and rolled over and pointed her finger off stage and beckoned for someone else to join her.
I turned my head and another woman was coming on the stage. She was Indian and had inky thick black hair that seemed to swim down her back and her front like a shadow. She held up a sign saying Ash and then she swung back her hair revealing a pair of double D' topped off with two little chocolate chip shaped nipples.
Ash turned towards me and we locked eyes. Her eyes were dark, so dark I felt like I was looking into a never-ending sea at dusk. She then turned and looked at Nela and licked her lips revealing a tiny piercing at in her tongue, the tiny jewel glittering against her doll shaped lips.
