My parents, brother and I were vacationing for one week on the French Riviera. It was 1949, I was 18. I just want to remind you that in 1949 there was no television and no cell phones. To see girls in clad dress, or undressed, one had to buy a magazine or a book. Anything else was left to our imagination, except that sex was first discovered thousands of years ago. It was something all people did naturally.
I had a diverse teen age years. My family and I traveled from 1938 to 1946 through several different counties before arriving in the United States. Dating and fraternizing with girls was not my pastime. This trip to Europe was part of a business deal my father had arranged and we went along.
The hotel we stayed in was located in the outskirts of Cannes, a famous seaside resort. It was a beautiful hotel, had wonderful gardens, a swimming pool and tennis courts. The dining room was very elegant and guests staying for a week or so in a European hotel usually sit at the same table in the dining room for the duration of their stay.
During the first dinner evening, I noticed a teen aged girl sitting with her family near us. I especially noticed the girl because she was very beautiful. She had dark hair, dark eyes and a sexy figure. Women and girls during those years did not wear slacks. They wore dresses or skirts. This girl did not only have an attractive figure, but she also had gorgeous legs. I was attracted to her almost immediately. She also noticed me and we made eye contact from time to time, and each time she smiled. This went on for two evenings.
And on the third evening, after dinner, I saw her standing near a book case, looking at the selecting of reading materials. I slowly walked over to her and said, "Hello," in English, hoping she would understand me.
"Hello," she said in English and smiled at me. She then waited for me to say more.
"Where are you from?" I asked.
"I am from Cairo. And you?"
"I am American."
"That is a long way from here," she answered.
I looked at her more closely and admired her beauty. I wanted to get to know her better. "Would you like to take a walk in the garden?" I asked. I don't think I have ever asked a girl such a formal question.
"Yes, I would like that," she answered
"Come, let's go this way," I said quickly as I was getting too nervous for my own liking. Why was I getting nervous? The answer was very simple: after we started to walk thought the garden, I would have to perform so she would like me. Either impress her with some great dialog or, would I be able to make out with her, and if I didn't even try, would that evening turn into a failure for me? I really didn't care about any conversation; all I wanted to do was make out.
We reached a large door in the living room for the hotel that opened into the garden. We started to talk and she told me that she in a private girl's school in Cairo, that she is 16 years old and likes to sail and play tennis. She also has five siblings, all younger than she. I told her about my high school in the United States and about out football team, although I did not play football. She asked me if I had a girl friend and I said no.
Our walk took us to a small area that had a bench and beautiful shrubs on three sides of the bench.
Would you like to sit down?" I asked.
"Yes, this is a very nice place."
She sat down first, and I followed, sitting on her right side. As I lowered myself on to the bench, I placed my left arm around her shoulder, all in one motion. I learned that when going to the movies with girls. For the next few minutes, neither spoke. With my left arm around her but leaning on the back-side of the bench, I wasn't sure what to do next. I wanted to kiss her. I remembered my uncle's advice: when with a girl, do everything slowly and with sensitivity. Allow the girl to guess a little. Remembering my uncle's advice, I continued to keep my arm resting on the back of the bench.
"You are very pretty," I said.
"I think you are very cute," she said. And hearing that, I placed my left arm on her shoulders, very lightly. Then slowly, with my hand on her left should, I pulled here a little towards me. She did not resist. She than turned her faced towards me and I kissed her on the lips. The first kiss was dry and lasted for three or four seconds. She didn't object. I kissed her a second time and with my tongue licked her lips. She made a satisfying noise, and connected her tongue with mine. We explored our lips and mouth with our tongues and I felt myself getting hard. I did not have much experience in such a situation, and I kept remembering my uncle's advice: continue slowly and be sensuous. Don't hurry anything.
As we kept kissing and touching each other's tongues, I placed my right hand on her left breast. She wore a white cotton blouse. The cloth was very soft and I could easily feel her breast through her bra. As I squeezed her breast and then searched for her nipple, she unbuttoned four or five buttons of her blouse. Her bra was not very tight and I was able to shove my hand under her bra. I found her nipple, held it between two fingers and she made another sensuous and satisfying noise. She then placed her hand over my face, drew it closer to her and pushed her tongue in and out of my mouth, quickly and with force. Her left hand then wandered towards my dick and she started to feel it through my pants.
My right hand left her breast and i slid it to her knees. I felt her bare knee and slowly caressed her thigh, back and forth, slowly moving upwards towards her panties. When my hand got to her panties, I felt wetness and that made my dick throb.
Meanwhile, she was still feeling my dick, hidden under my pants and underpants. She must have felt my throbbing dick
With my middle finger I started to slightly push on her panties where I thought her cunt was. As I reached the spot, I heard her say "Oh, oh, yes, oh yes, that feels good." I searched around her panties for a possible entry underneath. I couldn't. Her panties were very tight. She realized the dilemma and sat up quickly, and somehow slid them off. With her right hand she drew my face towards her again and pushed her tongue inside my mouth. My right hand then followed her thigh's path towards her cunt. When my middle found it, she spread her legs a little and I was able to penetrate her with my middle finger.
"Yes, yes, deeper, deeper," she whispered. What I felt was incredible. She was hot and wet, and my finger was able to float in and out, then rubbing her cunt lips from side to side. The I used my finger to stroke her cunt lips in a ciculer fashion, round and ropund and up and own and until I felt a little skin. She then held my fingers to this small piece of skin. I the held on tjhis it with two fingers and slightly pulled it in all directions.
"Oh, my god," she whispered. "Yes, please do it more, yes, yes....oh my god."
She was now ecstatic. Noises came from her mouth that indicated total satisfaction. She made little screams until a louder scream indicated her climax. Following a big sigh and broad smile, she unzipped my fly, struggled a little to get my dick out of my pants, fondled it, grabbed it in her hand and began jerking me off. But just as I was about to cum, her head went down on me with her mouth wide open. She started sucking my dick until I unloaded my cum into her mouth, and she sucked it until I was completely done. The she licked everything clean.
We held on to each other a little, I kissed her on her lips, our tongues met again. We then straightened our clothing, she put on her panties, and we returned to the hotel's lounge where we met our parents.
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