I met Aurelie on holiday in Cuba. I had been in the hotel a few days when something went wrong with my air conditioning, so I stopped a young waiter and asked him who could fix it for me. He asked me to wait five minutes, and disappeared. Around five or ten minutes later, there was a knock on my room door. I opened it and had to catch my breath. The woman standing there was the embodiment of sexiness. She was small, around 5 foot 4, and very slim with skin the colour of Irish cream liquor, deep hazel eyes and curls of thick, light brown hair to her waist. She wasn't wearing a bra under her white blouse, and although she was relatively flat chested, maybe an A cup, her dark brown nipples were slightly visible through the thin fabric. Her pink pencil skirt showed that her hip to waist ratio was perfect. She was perfect.
"Hello, Mademoiselle! My name is Aurelie Cantrelle, I'm the accomodation manager here, I heard you had a problem with the room?" From her accent and her use of the word "mademoiselle," I guessed she was French. She was only a few years older than me, I was 19 and she around 24.
"Nice to meet you, Aurelie. My name is Gaby," I said, reaching out to shake her hand. Instead, Aurelie shot into my arms and hugged me like we were old friends, before kissing both cheeks. I laughed and kissed her back. Was it my horny, smitten, bisexual mind or did she just turn her head? Was she trying to make me kiss her on the lips? No. Impossible. A girl like her wouldn't be bi or gay. Suddenly I realised I should probably tell her why she was here. "The room is perfect, it's just that the air conditioning keeps going off."
"No problem," said Aurelie. "I will send someone to fix it."
I expected her to walk out then, having done her job, but she stayed. She sat down on the edge of the bed, and looked at me. "You're very pretty, Gaby," she said. I felt myself blushing. I was only a few inches taller than Aurelie, and slim too, but I am pale with thick black hair just past my shoulders, and blue eyes. The way Aurelie was looking at me, I felt naked even in my little blue playsuit, so I sat down next to her.
As soon as I did, Aurelie put her arm around me. "I think we should be friends," she smiled. "I like you."
Kissing her cheek, I told her I'd love to be her friend. She smiled widely, showing her pure white, fang-like teeth. "I'm going to go now," she said, springing up. "Get someone to sort out that silly air conditioning for you." I wanted to scream at her not to go, I wanted to spend more time with her, but I gathered that she was helping me and that now that we were friends, I'd see her again, and I let her go.
The guy came within minutes to fix my air conditioner. I wasn't expecting him so quickly, and was in my bra and panties about to get changed when he came to the door. I opened the door anyway, figuring that the staff in a holiday resort in the Caribbean would see more than their share of half naked women. I saw him briefly glance at my 34C breasts, then he removed his gaze. I looked at his name tag, which told me his name was Dario. He was a handsome man, tall and muscular with skin the colour of caramel, thick black curly hair and black eyes. His blue T-shirt with the hotel logo on it was slightly too tight for him and showed off his pecs to perfection. "Hola, Gaby," he said. I guessed Aurelie told him my name. And oh my god, that accent.. I always loved Spanish speaking men, and I was already so turned on by Aurelie that I found myself wanting to fuck this man.
I stepped close to him so that our bodies were almost touching. "Hola," I breathed back to him. "I take it you're here to fix the air conditioning?" Dario nodded. Now he was looking at me, and not even trying to hide it. I closed the door then walked away and lay on the bed, watching as he fiddled with the switches for a while before the air conditioner finally came on. Dario smiled and told me it was fixed.
He was just about to leave when, before I knew it, I called his name. He turned around and looked at me, sprawled on the double bed. "Come here," I told him. I was so horny, I needed his big Latin cock inside me. He walked over and smiled again.
"Yes, senora?" he asked. I beckoned with my finger for him to bend down, and when he did, I kissed his lips before kissing and softly biting his neck. He liked that. He lay on the bed next to me and we kissed each other all over our faces and necks before I got on top of him. I kissed him again, this time our tongues played together and we bit each other's lips as we became more and more passionate. I was grinding myself against him and I could feel his huge cock growing hard beneath me so I got off him and opened his jeans. He sighed deeply as his thick, 10 inch rod sprung free and I ran my hand over it before sucking on the head until he was fully hard. Once it was hard and throbbing and lubricated with my spit, I got back on top of him and impaled myself on it. I screamed as I bore down onto him and started riding him. He moaned loudly and talked to me in Spanish and I responded by pulling his hair and grinding my body down on the full length of his cock. It was the best feeling I'd ever experienced and it drove him crazy too. He spurted his seed deep inside my pussy, and the feeling was too much to take. I screamed and bucked as my orgasm hit me, then fell down onto him and started kissing him tenderly. "Oh, Aurelie.." I sighed. Dario looked confused.
"Me llamo Dario," he told me. I silenced him by kissing him again but when our lips disconnected he still had that look on his face, asking for an explanation. "You were thinking of Aurelie Cantrelle?" he asked. I nodded, embarrassed and feeling very guilty. However, to my surprise, Dario grinned. He pushed me off him and rolled me onto my back. "Aurelie would not have this," he told me, motioning to his cock. "She would do this.." and with that, he moved down between my legs and started licking me. He happily licked his cum out of my pussy, then sucked on my labia and my clit until I squirted all over his gorgeous face, shamelessly screaming the name of my French crush.
Dario looked up at me from between my legs. "Wow.." he told me. "I heard girls could do that but never it happened to me before." I smiled at his bad English, it made his accent even sexier. I couldn't believe that with a cock and oral skills like that, that he had never made a girl squirt before, but he seemed genuinely shocked.. and really aroused. His penis was at full attention again, and I decided it was my turn to give oral pleasure. I pulled Dario off the bed, and pushed him with his back against the wall. Once he was there I slowly licked and kissed down his body until I was on my knees.
Looking up into his big brown eyes, I took his cock into my mouth. I wanted to give him all the pleasure he'd just given me. First I took the head into my mouth and suckled gently on it like a lollipop. "Gabyyyy.." he breathed, his breathing getting deeper and faster. I then moved down, taking the whole thing in my mouth. I'd never deepthroated anything near as big as Dario but somehow I managed it. As I bobbed my head, letting the head of his cock slide up and down my throat, Dario started speaking loudly in Spanish. Before I had a chance to wonder what he was saying, I felt a hot sticky liquid shoot into the back of my throat. I choked and let go of his cock, then swallowed his cum before licking him clean. He pulled me up and French kissed me. I was starting to get the idea that Dario liked the taste of his own cum.
After Dario put his trousers back on, we kissed one final time and he left. He had given me amazing orgasms and been one of the best lovers I've ever had, but there was still a need deep inside me that was begging to be quenched. The need for a woman's touch. Aurelie's touch.
I got in the shower and washed myself down. As I ran the shower head between my legs to ensure Dario's cum was washed out of me, I moaned. I sat down in the shower cubicle and opened my legs wide, then let the jets of water stimulate me while I played with my nipples. I came twice. "What have you done to me, Aurelie?" I thought to myself. "I'm a raging fucking nympho now!"
After my shower, I got dressed. I wore a short red summer dress with laces on the back like a corset, and red lipstick. I put my dark hair up into an updo and put a black belt around my dress and black shoes on. I walked into the hotel restaurant and felt flattered when I noticed some of the waiters were looking at me, but also scared in case Dario had told them what had happened earlier. It turns out they just found me attractive, as three of them approached me asking my name and two of those three asked if I had a boyfriend. I finished my meal quickly and left to find my new friend, my Aurelie.
In the reception hall I came across a tall Latino man with deep brown eyes not unlike Dario's and pure white gleaming teeth. I smiled at him and he came bounding over. "Hello! Can I help you?" he asked. His name tag said his name was Eduardo.