This is a follow up to my earlier story ('She and her Dad screw through England and France') in which my Dad had won a three week all-expense paid trip to Europe and invited me to join him. During the trip he and I, as might have been imagined, got all tangled up with sex that we both loved and then we met up with Nicole, a lovely French girl, with whom we had all kids of sex and then she and I sent Dad home and her and I were going to enjoy touring the Eastern part of Europe together. I forgot to mention that Nicole is filthy rich so the cost of our mini-vacation wasn't something we needed to concern ourselves.
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Niccole followed me so when I dropped my Dad and the rental car we had been using at the Charles de Gaulle airport in Paris I then hopped in Nicole's BMW that we would be using for our trip through Europe. I got to thinking about this trip and figured we ought to get something straight between us right up front so I said,
"Nicole, I'm hoping that we really are going to be seeing tons of Eastern Europe together besides having all of the sex either of us can handle. Do you agree?"
"And I am also hoping you are going to teach me all the French I'll need besides "eat me Judy"
"Oh oui, Judy, I am going to be the perfect tour guide. I'll show you everything a visitor would like to see and then I am going to eat your pussy till you scream for merci and I am expecting you'll do the same for mine." She said with a huge laugh.
She knew her way out of the De Gaulle airport and we headed east into Germany.
"Judy, tomorrow we will be passing close to Munich and the Dachau concentration camp is very close to it. It is kind of sad to tour it but would you like to see it since we are going to be so close?"
"I'd love to but it will be sometime tomorrow when we get there. We can make it to Stuttgart, Germany this afternoon but can we get a hotel this late in the day??"
"Don't worry about that" she said as she picked up her cell phone and the next thing I knew was hearing her jabber away in French to someone and then ending the call.
"Taken care of." She said like it wasn't any kind of problem at all.
"How did you do that with one phone call? You can't know that much about Stuttgart to know the names of the good hotels."
"Judy, I guess I didn't tell you all about my wealth. Besides the money and houses and apartments my uncle left me he also left me a manufacturing company. I don't have to spend much time at it since the people who have been running it for years do a great job and all I have to do is to keep them happy with raises and bonuses. I simply called my secretary and told her to make the reservations for us."
"Oh my God, I never realized that I was going to have someone with so much money eating my pussy." I laughed and she roared.
She followed up with "I think we ought to check into the hotel this afternoon, have a nice dinner, see a little of Stuttgart and then see Munich and Dachau tomorrow. How does that sound?"
"It sounds perfect if it is also going to include you burying your face deep in my pussy."
"Oh it will do that as long as you are going to do the same for me," she replied.
That night we did a real slow but sensuous sixty-nine for the first time. Before putting my tongue deep inside of her I folded three figures of my hand into a teepee form and slipped them in to the point where they were just touching her clit and then began to thrust them so it was as if I was finger fucking her. As soon as I felt her responding I removed my fingers and buried my tongue and had it gently caress the sides of her vagina and then as deep as I could get it. It only took a few minutes of that and she was throwing her head from side to side and flipping her hips so high in the air I had a hard time keeping my face buried. The screech she let out with her orgasm could have wakened the dead. Thankfully we had a big suite rather than a simple regular small room. It seemed to take forever for her to come down from her orgasm during which time I was so hot I felt as if I was climbing the walls.
When her breathing came back to somewhat normal I simply said "your turn," and then pushed her back down on the bed and moved up to the point where I was crouched over her face with my knees on each side of her face and the lips of my pussy just barely touching her mouth.
I lowered myself so the lips of my pussy were being spread by the lips of her mouth and I looked down at her and her eyes were wide open in a somewhat look of amazement as I said, "Go to it honey...eat me".
As her tongue was doing a great job she let her hands slide up so that each of them was caressing one of my breasts. She had her index fingers rolling around the tip of my nipples as I was almost smashing my pussy hard on her mouth. I would have to be careful I wouldn't smother her. She really had me going for it only took a few minutes of that and the juices were flowing out of me like a river.
"Oh God Nicole, how did you know to do that to my tits?"
"I just did what I knew would drive me crazy and hoped it would do that for you too."
"Well, you were right. It certainly drove me over the top."
We slept with her spooned to me with her hand clasping my breast. It felt great.
The next morning we had breakfast in the hotel dining room and when she signaled the Maître de that we were through she asked him to arrange to have her car brought around. It was there by the time we hit the main entrance of the hotel.
Damn, it must be nice to have the money she has that everyone falls over themselves trying to please her.
We were going to go directly to Munich but after a few blocks I saw a sign on one of the shops indicating it was a pharmacy and just a few doors down there was a shop that looked as if it sold pornographic paraphernalia. I told her to let me out and go around the block while I went into the pharmacy to get some make-up stuff. I really wanted to go into the porn store to get a surprise for her.
I managed to get just what I wanted and was waiting in front of the pharmacy as she pulled up. She saw the plain bag and just assumed it contained what I had bought in the pharmacy.
We had lunch in a small café on the outskirts of Munich before heading out to the short ride over to Dachau.
After an hour touring the remains of what was the Dachau concentration camp I was ready to leave. It is a hell of a sad piece of real estate. All of the original barracks have been torn down with only a couple that were built after the war so visitors could see what they were like. The gassing room is still intact as well as the crematorium with its ovens. All in all a very depressing place. We left there around two and headed for Vienna that was a couple of hundred miles to the East.
The Autobahn is a terrific highway. In some spots there isn't a speed limit and the wide road curves ever so gently but it is the road surface that impressed me. It is sort of blacktop but it is ever so smooth.
We arrived in Vienna at 5 PM and she had made another one of her magic phone calls and had a hotel suite waiting for us.
Neither of us were very hungry and decided not to have dinner until later in the evening but that was fine----I had a surprise waiting for her.
