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Suzie awoke after an amazing night's sleep and laid awake in bed as she watched the sun cast out over the ocean through her open balcony door.
She ran her tongue over her lips. Lips that had only hours before been wrapped around the hard cock of a practical stranger. Lips that welcomed him into her mouth, lips that drew out his thick load of cum and sent it down her throat.
Suzie had been 18 when she had her first sexual experience, and now, well into her 19th year, she had finally sucked a cock. She was officially a cocksucker.
A small smirk pulled at her lips.
Rolling out of bed, she threw a robe over her nude body and stepped nervously out into the main room of the suite. Her eyes darted around, searching for signs of Arthur. The suite was empty, though that didn't stop her cheeks from flushing at the mere thought of him and what they had done--what she had done TO him.
A note lay next to a single flower in a vase on a nearby table.
"Good morning--hope you had wonderful dreams," it read. "I'm going for a drive in the country for lunch, and I'd love for you to join me. No worries if you have other plans though." She smiled at the note. He was giving her all the latitude in the world to process what they had done last night, a very sweet gesture on his part. And still Suzie realized it was a feeling out gesture for himself as well. Joining him would mean the previous night's activities were met positively, choosing not to might imply more trepidation.
Suzie noted the time and place to meet him--she had plenty of time to think it over.
Dropping her robe right there in the middle of the suite, she padded back toward her room and ran the shower.
Soaping her body up under the spray, her mind swirled with thoughts of the night before.
Right there in the elevator she had dropped to her knees and taken out his cock. Taken it into her mouth. Sucked him. Tasted him. The sensation of him sliding back and forth between her lips was like nothing she had ever felt before, both invasive and empowering all at the same time. He was penetrating her mouth, yet she felt more in control than she ever did while having sex. Moreso than any handjob she had given.
Handjobs always felt like a means to an end for her, but this...this had been much more. When she gave handjobs to her boyfriend she was just trying to get him off. When she sucked Arthur's cock, she realized she was trying to please him.
If she was being honest, she wasn't even totally sure that she liked men, and yet for some reason, there on her knees in an elevator in Italy, she wanted nothing more than to make that man cum. She wanted to impress him.
And cum he had, right into her mouth. She tasted it. She even swallowed! Standing under the water of the shower, Suzie thought back to all her highschool friends who bemoaned how gross cum was, how disgusting it was to swallow. She felt bad for those girls now. Suzie felt gleefully accomplished by what she had done. But still, somewhere at the back, there was a twinge of dissatisfaction.
Suzie knew she cheated.
He was big. Not as big as Dez Carter, she didn't think, but size didn't matter when she was just using her hands. This was something wholly different. She couldn't take the whole thing inside her mouth, despite her best efforts. She remembered gagging when she tried to take too much, or he pushed too deeply too quickly, and she instantly felt embarrassed. Sure it was only her first time, but Suzie was Suzie, and she wanted to be good at everything she did.
And so, not wanting to look like the total novice she was, Suzie held his tip in her mouth, and fell back onto her legendary handjob skills to get Arthur off. It worked, and he didn't complain, but for Suzie the perfectionist there would always be an asterisk next to her first blowjob.
In her mind's eye Suzie saw the image of the blonde, Australian Liv, on her knees sucking off her boyfriend Charlie with her full lips, confident and practiced, and she felt herself getting jealous.
After her shower, Suzie dressed to reflect how sexy and invincible she felt. Short shorts that held her ass so perfectly she didn't even have to button them; an extremely flattering, extremely revealing bikini top; thin, sheer overshirt; and lipstick--a bold color that almost yelled "look at these--guess what they did last night."
She wondered when he'd ask her to do it again.
****
"Good morning, ma chere!" that angelic French voice called out. Suzie's body tingled. Monica breezed onto the patio where Suzie was enjoying her breakfast, giving her a kiss on the cheek before sitting down across from her. "I'm so glad you are still here!"
"Morning, Monica--me too," she said, hoping her blush wasn't too obvious.
"What an amazing night, no? I hope you slept well after such a night!"
Suzie smiled as the memory of last night spent with the older French beauty and her friends flashed in her mind. As soon as she entered her room, after her ride back up with Arthur, she tumbled to her bed and thrust her fingers deep into her soaking wet pussy. The thrill of what she had just done turned her on like nothing before, but it was the knowledge that sucking Arthur's cock meant she had more time with Monica that made her explode. There in the bed, with her first taste of semen still on her lips, Suzie exploded in orgasm, and then passed blissfully into sleep.
"I did, thank you," she said, her blush returning, "did you?"
"Like a baby," she chuckled, before adding "these beds though, they are comfortable, but they are so large--much too large for one person, don't you think?" The smirk that accompanied her words sent another tingle through Suzie's body.
"Oh, I would definitely agree," Suzie offered back timidly. She'd never been flirted with like this before, especially not by a woman.
"Tell me, what are you doing today? Please say nothing, I would love for you to join us on the hike we have planned later!"
"Well," she began, and paused, thinking of Arthur. She wanted nothing more than to spend all day with this gorgeous French knockout, and Arthur had clearly given her the out if she wanted it, but at the same time she didn't want to be rude. She wanted to set the tone with him moving forward as one of friendship and companionship, not awkwardness and aloofness.
And yet why did she feel that way, she thought? She had committed to giving the man on-demand blowjobs--wasn't that enough? A good portion of the reason she did it was sitting across from her right now, so why not take advantage of the time she bought? But there was another remaining reason as well: she liked Arthur, and the truth was she didn't hate sucking his dick, enjoyed it even, and wanted him to know the experience was a good one for her. For next time.
"I'm having lunch with my business partner," she finally let out, surprised at the choice she had made, but not regretting it, "but I'd love to meet up later this evening!"
"Oui, oui, your BUSINESS partner," Monica teased dismissively. "I will see you later then. It's a date." Monica stood up, moving toward Suzie, taking her by the hand. "You tell that business partner of yours that this is vacation, not work, yes? This is about having FUN."
Full, french lips kissed Suzie's cheek. This time she couldn't hide the blush.
Monica glided off with a wave, and Suzie tried to cool down her overheated body with a large pull of ice water.
****
Suzie made her way down to the meeting place that Arthur gave her, and found him on the phone, leaning against the hood of a very expensive convertible sports car.
Catching her out of the corner of his eye as she approached, Arthur smiled, and offered a "I'll have to call you back" to the person on the other end, and ended the call.
"Hi," he said with an almost timid smile
"Hi yourself," She said back. She tried to play it cool, but a quick smile escaped.
"I'm so glad you came." Arthur made no assumptions about their current level of intimacy. No hug, no kiss. The ball was entirely in Suzie's court. He moved to open the passenger door. "Shall we?"
"We shall!" The warm leather felt nice on her bare legs.
They didn't talk much on the ride, but honestly they didn't need to. The scenery was so gorgeous, Suzie was completely enthralled by the colors, the light, the absolute works of natural art that were unfolding in front of her eyes.
The car effortlessly wound through the hills, and soon came to a breathtaking clearing, speckled by large, overhanging trees, that looked down on the entire shoreline below. Stopping just off the path, Arthur opened the trunk to retrieve a picnic basket and blanket, and the two walked over and set down beneath a tree with a perfect view.
Arthur opened a bottle of wine, poured two glasses, and handed one to Suzie.
"What should we drink to?" Suzie asked.
"To new friends," Arthur replied with a smile
"And new experiences."
The wine was exceptional.
"So is this where you take all your women after they blow you for the first time?" Suzie said, shattering the ice as they picked at the food. Arthur almost choked.
"No, no," he chuckled, "I just love it up here, and wanted to share it with you."
"Well thank you, it's beautiful."
"Speaking of...how are you doing? After last night?"