1. Irene's story - Chapter 8 - adventure at La Mar Bella nude beach


    Date: 8/17/2015, Categories: Cuckold, Author: submissivemom72, Rating: 15, Source: LushStories

    coupled with my vagina starting to seep my juices told me that even if we did not have all the right words, we might just find a way to make our desires and intentions known to each other. In fact, I was confident we were already well on the way to breaking down any language barriers that separated us. I asked him, "Von wo kommst du?" (where are you from?) "München," which I recognized as meaning 'Munich'. The taller of the two asked, (in German), "are you from here?" So I answered, "Ja, von Barcelona." (Yes, from Barcelona) Both young men smiled which told me my German was not as good as I would hope. In an increasingly awkward attempt at small talk, I asked with poor pronunciation, (in German) "Why are you here?" They answered in unison (in German), "We are here on holiday." "Was sind eure Namen?" I asked trying to get their names. "Ich bin Eric und das ist Albert" Okay, Eric and Albert, I thought. There was something strangely erotic and exotic about sitting there naked under these two young men's stare trying to communicate in a language that I barely spoke. Shielding my eyes from the sun as I looked up at them, I extended my hand to each of them as I said, (in German) "My name is Irene. I am pleased to meet you both." Eric was a tall, blonde, blue eyed Germanic looking man with a strong jaw and sharp features. He was over two meters tall with a powerfully muscular build. And his eyes seemed to struggle where to look, jumping from my shaven pussy to my erect nipples and ...
    then occasionally making eye contact. He looked at me like I was some type of prey of sorts; something to be conquered and mounted. He seemed to have a forceful, no nonsense demeanor about him. Albert was slightly shorter, not as powerfully built. He was a little on the slender side, but very handsome; no actually, he was almost pretty with softer features and a disarming smile. I immediately formed the opinion that Eric would fuck a girl hard, pounding her pussy, but Albert would tend to make love to her. I wondered if I would find out if I was right about each of them as I sat there looking up at them from my blanket completely exposed and on display. There was no doubt from their stares and their expressions they liked what the saw. Their admiring gazes and their bulging crotches made me very happy. I felt very desirable. Albert pointed to a small ice chest nearby and asked, (in German) "would you like a beer?" I msiled and shook my head and answered, in broken German, "No thank you, I have some wine. But you and your friend can join me on my blanket and have a drink with me." Albert went and retrieve the ice chest, placing it on the sand next to my blanket while Eric sat down facing me. Without saying a word, Eric took the bottle of merlot I had brought, and found the cork screw and poured me a glass of wine. I smiled, took the wine and said simply, "Danke" Albert took two German beers from his cooler and gave one to Eric.and sat next to me. Albert looked at my left hand ...
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