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The final fourdays that we were in Paris the weather turned overcast and drizzly. Neither of us minded since it added an extra touch of poignant beauty to the city – as if Paris was in need of that! There was just something incredibly romantic about two people in love sharing one umbrella and skipping over puddles together.
Julia and I spent long mornings in bed fucking our brains out and leisurely afternoons strolling along the wide boulevards. We also spent quite a bit of time making out on park benches in the gardens and parks around the city. Occasionally we’d pop into an art museum or cathedral when the rain got too hard. At night we immersed ourselves in French cultural events like the opera, the ballet or a cabaret show at the Moulin Rouge. And in between everything that we did, we ate, ate and ate some more. France is known for its superb food and I made sure Julia got a taste of it all. We indulged ourselves at the scores of pastry shops, cheese shops, chocolatier’s, and farmer’s markets on both the Left and Right Banks. We dined at busy sidewalk cafés, tiny bistros, and five-star restaurants. It was almost one long continuous feast.
When it was time to leave Paris Julia cried. She flat out laid on the bed and sobbed her big beautiful brown eyes out. She had fallen in love with my favorite city and it endeared her to me all the more. I’ve always been of the opinion that a woman’s first visit to Paris should be with a man who truly loves her. I had hoped with all my heart that I had given Julia the romantic memory of a lifetime. I assured her with complete conviction that she needn’t be sad; we would be returning often.
By that evening we were enjoying a wonderful dinner of veal schnitzel in the crisp night air of a wine tavern patio in Vienna, Austria. The Danube River wound lazily through the city and inspired more romance. We rode bikes and picnicked along its banks in the afternoon and at night we waltzed across its bridges while the moon reflected in the shimmering water below.
Julia took a couple historical city tours on her own while I met with some local distributors for Armani products. Later I met her back at our elegant Hotel Palais before heading out for an evening of Mozart with the Vienna Symphony Orchestra. We took advantage of being in the City of Music by attending the performances of several local traditional “oompah” bands. They were a lot of fun! We got a kick out of watching the large busty Bavarian bar maids hefting armfuls of frothy steins in the beer gardens while the festive music played.
Julia’s all-time favorite Austrian indulgence was the ultra-rich smooth real ice cream. Her face lit up and my dick hardened every time she seductively swirled her tongue around in her favorite “haselnuss” (German for hazelnut) flavor. That crazy girl ate a giant ice cream cone every day that we were there!
One morning I surprised Julia with a horse-drawn hay wagon ride through the woods. It was the perfect storybook setting that gave us an up-close look at several Alpine fairytale castles and a medieval fortress. We snuggled under the blanket and drank a thermos of cinnamon-spiced apple cider. Ultimately Julia confessed to not being too keen on the Germanic language but she did fall in love with the friendly Austrian people; especially the rosy-cheeked little children.
During our final night in Vienna I was pleasantly surprised to find out that Julia was even more adventurous in the sack than I thought, when she requested some sexual role-playing out on the hotel balcony: She wanted to pretend we were Captain Von Trapp and Maria from The Sound of Music. Naturally I was happy to go along with it; I shouted out gruff-sounding German commands at Julia as I bent her over the balcony railing. And she sang and yodeled her little heart out while I reamed her from behind. Julia really got into character too; comically answering me the way an Austrian nanny might:
“Yes Captain. Of course Captain. But don’t you think the children will hear us meine Captain?”
“Maria! Achtung Maria!”
“Please fuck me Captain! Danke schoen Captain! Oh I’m coming meine Captain!”
The best part was our climax: As I came into Julia, (or Maria) with my final deep stab, she sang out, “The hills are alive!”
I bit the back of Julia’s neck lightly and laughed.
“You are so much fun to be with Julia! I love you so fucking much!”
Early the next day we were jetting over to our final European city; Florence, Italy.
I rented a classic Alfa Romeo convertible at the airport for some added adventure. After lowering the top, I excitedly drove toward our accommodations, which I was keeping top-secret from Julia. She was under the assumption that we were simply staying in yet another fancy hotel in the city. But unbeknownst to her I had rented a Tuscan villa called Villa Firenze. It was just outside of Florence in the lush countryside of Tuscany, on the Arno River. The villa came equipped with a gourmet kitchen, diving pool, and a staff of six.
The weather in the region was warm and humid during our entire stay, resulting in Julia wearing all the smallest items in her wardrobe: Halter tops, short shorts and tiny sun dresses; it was impossible for me to not have a perpetual raging boner! Not that I ever complained about it!
During my two meetings with a couple Italian importers, Julia spent her time shopping at the San Lorenzo street market and taking Tuscan cooking classes. She learned how to prepare some regional chicken and pasta dishes as well as tiramisu for dessert. After completion of my business she and I motored around the Chianti wine-growing hills of Tuscany and explored its vineyards and tasting rooms.
Despite all the magnificent architecture of Florence; its palazzos, piazzas and cathedrals. And despite all the world-famous Renaissance art such as Michelangelo’s statue of David, Julia seemed most impressed by one simple thing: Italian gelato! I have to say that woman sure does love her ice cream!
Our final day in Florence had been quite sweltering so we decided to ditch our city shopping and return back to the villa early for a cool swim. Julia was wearing a sweet little peach-colored sun dress that was almost sheer when she stood in the sunlight. I could see her shapely legs all the way up to her glorious pussy, which was unfortunately obscured by some sort of annoying ruffle of fabric underneath. I was reasonably sure she wasn’t wearing any panties though…….
When we got to the villa, I tipped the entire wait staff what amounted to probably their entire month’s salary and told them to vacate the property for the next 24 hours so Julia and I could be alone. They were all more than happy to oblige. I cracked open a chilled bottle of Sauvignon Blanc, grabbed Julia by the hand and headed poolside. When Julia found out we were alone she responded exactly as I had hoped.
She undid the ties of her flirty dress and let it drop to her ankles. Her perspiring hot nude body glistened before me in the Tuscan sun. She ran her hand over the hard outline of my dick as I sat like a lucky spectator in the chaise lounge chair. Next, she peeled off my polo shirt and tossed it onto the pool deck. She licked my nipples with her hot tongue and kissed me long and deep while still rubbing and teasing my cock with her fingers.
Then that hot fucking little seductress arched her back and fingered herself while her sweet ass swayed slowly back and forth, beckoning me to come in. She put her slick fingers between my lips so I could taste her desire for me, which I did with the utmost pleasure. And then to my complete surprise, my teasing little minx turned around and dove into the pool! What the fuck!
She popped up out of the water laughing as she smoothed her wet hair back behind her ears.
“Oh really? You think that’s funny Julia?! Now you’re in for some serious fucking young lady!”
I stripped in less than one second and dove into the pool after her. She screamed and swam away pretending to elude me but I caught her immediately and steered her to the shallow-end steps. Julia situated herself on the middle step so she was submerged only up to her waist. Her beautiful large breasts sat high and proud out of the water and she caressed her own nipples while she opened her legs to welcome my unrelenting cock.
“I got you now you gorgeous mermaid!”
“That’s cuz I let you catch me!”
I cradled Julia in my arms and slid my slippery shaft between her thighs, sinking it directly into her “sunken treasure”. She reclined back onto the pool steps and rocked her hips in perfect rhythm with my own. I plunged myself deeply into her over and over until I felt her entire body contract and quiver in ecstasy.
We spent the remainder of the hot afternoon swimming, drinking wine and fucking. After we got out, we raced around the many rooms of Villa Firenze, naked as infants, making love wherever the mood struck us. Julia cooked one of the local pasta specialties she had recently learned how to make, wearing nothing but a smile and an apron. We were like nudists! Sadly, the day came to an end as we packed our bags for the next morning’s flight back to the states. Julia couldn’t help but get teary-eyed again but it was a true testament to the awesome two weeks we had just shared. We both hoped that we had conceived our child in one of the beautiful cities we had just visited.
“Julia I know that no matter where we go in this big old wonderful world, it will always be this incredible as long as I’m with you. We don’t have to travel by jet or yacht and we don’t have to stay in villas or castles as long as we’re together. Isn’t that right honey?”
“You are so right Eddie. But……..the jet and villas and stuff ARE pretty nice!” Julia winked and smiled devilishly.
