My Vacation With Gabika, Chapter 1.

My Vacation With Gabika, Chapter 1.My vacation with GabikaThis is an old story I published in a known story site. I have change some names, though.Chapter 1.In which we meet Eva, Gabika's daughter - I go to the all-female choir convention in Hungary and meet Eva. We promise to meet again.This is a story about the best lover I have ever had, and believe me, I've had a quite few. You might tend to think that this lover is a gorgeous young blond with a terrific figure, big fat bust, athletic and slim, long legs and all. A Barbie type. Well, you couldn't have been more wrong, buddy. You might even argue, and even make some sense in arguing, that the essence of being a good lover is something that can neither be quantified nor qualified. Well, I will let you read and judge for yourself, because I am quite convinced that not only was Gabika my best lover, but that I will never, ever, meet another one who would even come a close second.But before I start describing this angel of eroticism, this saint of fornication, this embodiment of savage bawdiness, let me walk you through the events that led to our joyous union. It all began with Eva.Right after my divorce I had decided to have as many sexual partners as I could find, in order to compensate for the lack of sex I had experienced while being married to this dull, stupid, frigid and mean fruit basket whose name I will not even dare to mention. I am a good looking, average guy, not particularly attractive or athletic. Sorry, that's simply not me. I was always the nerdy type. I keep a reasonable figure by playing squash, swimming and cycling, which I actually despise, but it helps me keep the muscle tone. I have a good and steady income and work infrequently as a consultant. So, I enjoy a lot of vacation time, which I normally dedicate to the pursuit of sensual, carnal pleasures. Since I have the time and the money it shouldn't be a problem, right? Right. Well, sort of. My strategy was to choose a vacation destination, find a girl whom I don't know and fuck her silly, until she begs me to stop. When the vacation ends, so does the romance! Since I am far from a chick magnet, I devised a better strategy. The vacation involved some kind of hobby convention or a gathering of sorts. That way I could pick the best chicks by being smart, knowledgeable, witty, charismatic. So I indulged in a variety of hobbies: Dancing, singing, playing music, playing bridge, I even studied languages. Once I picked up a stunning girl in a theology convention, believe it or not. Well, actually, she was more a woman than a girl, but that's another story.Oh, forgot to mention my name: Joost Smit, nice to meet you.So this time, July 2006, it was a choir convention. I surfed the internet and stole some arrangements and headed off to Budapest, Hungary. Took a room in the Budapest Marriott Hotel, rented a very nice Mercedes Benz, organized some local women to sing my arrangement and made a very good impression. One of the girls in the choir caught my eye. Her English and German were very good (turns out she was a college graduate in Political Science). Her name was Eva. Since this is a real person, I will not disclose her last name, and it is not important. What is important, is the way she looks. About 1,70m tall, with dark red hair, nice smile and a pug nose. But what is even better is her female gear. Man, such highly seated prominent big breasts, almost no waistline and a marvelous protruding little butt that made me salivate and pray that I could shortly sink my teeth in that perfect, aromatic flesh. Ok, there were three or four other girls worth fucking in this choir, but since I did not fuck them, I also forgot why they deserve my attention. She, Eva, looked 18 or 20.But since Tamás (her boyfriend) wasn't around, and since Eva belongs to the hot blooded, hormone saturated, itchy clitted wenches with a cavern that required stuffing, she proved an easy target. I didn't even have to bribe her! I just approached her very bluntly and directly."Eva, I really like you. I think you are a wonderful, talented singer." I lied while smiling. If you have to lie, do it with style."Thank you, Mr. Smit. I think you are a very talented conductor." She lied."You are also very pretty, and I want to get to know you better.""I... I... Me too, I know what you mean, but I have a boyfriend.""So, that means you won't come with me for a candle light dinner in a 1 star Michelin restaurant, and then a long session in a nightclub or a disco, after which you would not consider coming to my 4 star hotel suite for a glass of cognac and an intimate massage?""How intimate is the massage? and who is going to massage whom? Listen, I don't know....""In that case, would you happen to know a smart, young and attractive lady who would consider such an generous offer from an honorable gentleman?""I might just know such a lady..." she coyed, laughing. "I got to admit I am tempted but I don't want you to think that I am, how do you call that, cheap girl. I don't just jump to bed with anyone just because he happens to have money.""Alright, miss, no sex if you don't want to. Just a romantic and nourishing dinner and a night club, then you go home. But if you change your mind you will not regret it. I'm ready to sink my teeth everywhere in your gorgeous body anytime. Do you think sex is wrong? I want you not because of my money."Two and a half hours later she was on her back on my bed, legs spread and I was munching vigorously on her hairy snatch. I just love giving head and I got pretty good at it the last few years. She got such long and shapely legs and I just adored the little furry plumage on the inside of her thighs. Luckily for me she did not shave. I don't appreciate girls who shave their thighs! Rarely have I kissed and licked such elegant thighs. Hmmmmm.... She wasn't ticklish. The moisture sparkled from the pussy lips which little by little opened and split in anticipation to the oral pleasure. I know how to delay and prolong her pleasure. Slowly I kissed my way closer and closer to her clit, yet avoiding it, pressing my lips to the vulva and the Venus mound, the lippy entrance and the delicate perineum, yet avoiding direct contact with the clitoris. I started feeling her impatience. How? Well, she didn't say much but her quivering of the buttocks, her pushy hands, her sighs and grunts disclosed her readiness. So, I dived! Man, did dive. From that moment on it was a question of intense sucking of the clit area for about 30 seconds, after which her whole waist area trembled and shook with an intense orgasm. And her cries... Whenever I have erection problems I just have to memorize her soft, agonizing cries as she came. As the moment supreme, she clutched and pressed her pudenda to my sucking lips, rubbing her clit furiously onto my lips. Whitish moisture dripped out of her hole, her muscles contracted strenuously and her asshole spassemed from exertion. Guys, remember! Don't charge like a teenage general! Tease her first! Much more effective. I looked in her eyes, and noticed a few tears. She didn't smile, instead her complexion was of exhaustion, relief, release and astonishment. I didn't even have to finger her! While she was concentrating on her climax, she said a few Hungarian phrases that caught my attention. Especially got me was "Yoy d' Jenerue" which means, "how wonderful" or something. Or simply, "Yoy!!!""Did you have a nice cum?" She didn't understand me. Her English was academic at most."I came here because you made me laugh and drunk and horny.""Yes, honey," I persuaded, "I mean, did you climax good? 'cum' is just another name for orgasm"."Ho, ho, ho..." she laughed with her awful Hungarian drawl. "I have never had such a strong climax!!! Really, I wish Tamás would lick me like you did. He is young and clumsy. It was so good, now I feel... like I need to sleep... or hug... or cuddle..." But that far from my intention! Pointing to my hard-on I turned her attention to the fact that the man needs some satisfaction as well. It was gently bumping into the soft skin of her perfect snow white belly, nudging at the down of her navel, begging to enter."Not now, I am too sensitive after the orgasm.... I will suck you with my mouth." She winked and descended to my raging truncheon, wetting it with her spittle she started her oral massage. It was useless. She was such a lousy cocksucker! She didn't even use her hands and I started to get bored. Forcefully I pushed her, put on the wretched condom and stuck it valiantly in her fuming female hole. Pinching her fabulous nipples and grabbing her delicious bottom I shoved again and again, retrieving the fuck organ out of the humid paradise and stuffing it with accelerated force. She was quite overwhelmed but her objection soon changed to approval, and thus, grunting from the effort my weight exerted on her she started heaving back, pushing and compressing her cunt to my pubic area, thus increasing the friction. I started feeling really good and aimed to my climax, after an abstention of two weeks."Not so fast, do it slower... Yes, yes, YOY, YOY, that's good YAW, YAW, suck my breasts, YAW, YAW, push hard, slow and hard YAW." She was aiming for her second orgasm. Wow, multi-orgasmic! Highly unusual for such a young girl. So helping her, I adjusted my position and leaning on my knees developed the leverage needed to hit home hard. She was now pounding her fists on my back and repeating her "YOY, YOY, YOY d' YAW". Seizing the occasion, I ventured towards her asshole, carefully massaging it with my finger. Oh, yes, she liked that. Her eyes opened wide, her mouth opened and her tongue showed, then she scratched my back with her fingernails and shouted something in Hungarian, biting my shoulder and sending both of us to orgasmic oblivion.I was still panting from exertion, getting rid of the full condom, then returning to bed."Ok, now we can cuddle." I said."Yes. Cuddle. Thank you." There is nothing I like hearing more than a satisfied and grateful female in bed. What an ego boost, man. She wiped her tears."My finger in your butt turned you on." I said."You are a good lover. I know, I have had some. Many.""But when I touched your asshole you turned wild.""I don't like anal sex. But you really turned me on.""You don't know anything about anal sex. You would like it with me." I doubted it. Her butt hole was very tight indeed. She wasn't ready for ass sex. Ass pleasure, yes. Fingers, yes. Tongues, sure, why not? But no penetration."Tamás and I tried it a few times. It hurts." She complained."Is he a good lover?""Who, Tamás? No. Yes. I don't know. He makes me climax.""Cum, he makes you cum. But not like me.""No one has made me climax... sorry, cum, like you did." YES! I love hearing that. Man, for the first time in some years I was hard again so soon."Look, Eva, stay here with me. Don't go back to your cheap motel. I don't want you to go.""I have already paid the bill.""Please, don't go. You are such a sexy girl, I want you to stay.""But Tamás..." Goddamn, this stupid boyfriend of hers, damn him."Please..." I tickled her nipple with my tongue. It was erect and the rubbery nubs tickled me back. I pulled her hand to my hard-on and showed her how I liked it: With plenty of saliva and vigorous rubbing. "Spit on it more. Yes. Rub it hard, here, along the corona." It started feeling real good. Again went my finger and pressed her moist anal orifice. She didn't object this time."It is circumcised"."Do you like it?""I like it. It is very beautiful and hard and smooth. And red.""But it's not as big as...""It is thick and big and very sexy, and it smells like sex. I like having it in my mouth and my hands and my Poontsikko." I laughed. "That's what you call a cunt in Hungarian? Funny name.""That's what I call it. In Hungarian it is simply Vagina." She pronounced it VO-GUI-NO."I like poontsikko better. I love your little poontsikko." She had plenty of fuzzy red hair on her poontsikko."You like my cock in your hands and mouth and... your ass???" I looked in her beautiful brown eyes. She didn't reply. "I would love to fuck you in your ass. Do you have a name in Hungarian..." She laughed out loud. "I call it popshee. But that's not the proper Hungarian. Do you like my popshee?" She turned around, accentuating her bubble butt and shaking it slightly. It was a perfect ass. The cheeks protruded roundly, like the bottom of a ripe peach. The bum furrow was clean and pink, and only around the smallish starry hole there grew some fluffy short red hairs. I gave her popshee a big kiss. I proceeded further below and started to suck her poontsikko again. This time I inserted two fingers in the reddish hole while licking her clit. In my position it was awkward, so I waved her popshee goodbye and turned her around. Using my fingers I massaged upwards, locating the rough texture of her G spot while sucking her poontsikko gently but firmly. Her hands pulled my hair roughly to cause firmer friction with my mouth and tongue. Grunting again and agitating her whole lower body, she called, nearly shouting: "Fuck me, fuck me now." I didn't have time to put on the wretched condom, nor did she care, I didn't care, the urgency in her voice had won. I was swiftly inside her, pounding roughly, my mouth, my now cunt smelling mouth glued to hers in a never ending sucking kiss, my cock compressed in her soaking poontsikko, my fingers perforating her now accommodating popshee-hole while we both came at the same time."So, you are multi orgasmic." I claimed."No, I'm not. Only with you. But you cummed also twice.""I can do that sometimes. You are very beautiful. Stay with me until the end of the convention.""But... You don't understand, me and Tamás...""Are you going to tell him?" I interrupted."No! Are you mad? Of course not.""So what's the problem? You stay with me and learn some tricks. Tamás will never know. Does he plan to visit you in the hotel?""No, Tamás is in Vienna.""You see?" I played around with her mucilaginous poontsikko."You are a pervert, and I love you. I'll think about it. Now, let's sleep." Oh, gosh, I hope she didn't mean the love thing. After all, this was just good vacation sex."Good night, darling. And, you were right. I am a little pervert. I'm going to dream about my cock pumping your Poontsikko and your Popshee." She slapped my arm hard, twice, turned her fabulous Popshee towards me and fell asleep. I looked at the clock, it was 1 in the morning. The air-conditioning was purring like a tomcat with a lab rat in its belly.She woke me up at five thirty in the morning, and was all dressed."I'm going, don't have time to explain. Here is my phone and email.""What... Why? What's going on?""Tamás sent an SMS. He is on his way to my hotel at this very moment.""Will I see you again? You are my best singer, I need you." I lied."Call me, no, wait. Don't call me. Use the e-mail. I'm not coming back to rehearsals." I got up to take a leak. She was behind me as I shook my relieved cock. "Joost..." she begged."what?""Can you... would you... you know... before I go one more time..." She looked confused. I sank to my knees. Raising her mini skirt and lowering her black lace panties I gave her my Joost Smit tongue specialization again, which had sent her screaming to orgasm heaven yet again