Date: Tue, 5 Jul 2011 10:46:49 +0300
From: MultyAmory <multyamory@gmail.com>
Subject: The Michaels: Three Days in Berlin, part 1

Roy was Joe and Ann Michaels' oldest son of three. He was 21, and having
just finished college, he decided to take a trip to Europe.
Tall and with slim build, Roy had hidden talents: his piercing green eyes
had the color and complexity of summer forests, and his cock was long and
wide, sprouting from his thick black bush to enter deep into a woman's
vagina or a man's bottom, to tickle that special place, to drive in and out
with youthful enthusiasm and force. Roy loved college, the parties, the
friendships, the wild nights of sex with no inhibitions - and his Europe
trip was, to some extent, about that. One last hurrah after college.

The first leg of his trip was a long drive through the Normandy countryside,
in France. His plan was to drive to Paris after a week, and take a train
from there to Berlin. Since the drive was long, gas expensive, and the radio
in French, a language Roy did not speak, he posted a message in a forum for
European back-packers. His post was answered by several people, but he
eventually chose a young woman from London named Adele.

Roy met Adele in a small cafe in Caen, a large city. Adele was a short
20-year old girl, maybe 4'11'', with long brown hair, and a round figure;
her large breasts nestled inside a snug sweater that proudly presented them
- she swooshed as she walked, her hip swaying, and Roy could feel his cock
harden as he imagined her naked. She smiled, her brown eyes sparkling, and
he wandered if she realized her effect on him.

They drove for an hour through the beautiful French countryside, approaching
a large park area in the North of France. During the drive, Roy and Adele
shared many stories: he told her of his impressions of Normandy, and life in
the US, while she told him of her times in London: she finished school when
she was 17, and lived for 3 years on her own, or with a varied collection of
boyfriends and girlfriends in impromptu communes. She worked as a waitress,
hiding her true age from her boss, and in addition ran a forum for gothic
cat lovers (the cats AND the cat lovers were both goth...)
Roy liked her immediately: she laughed often and generously, and she
playfully touched him during their conversation: punching his arm when he
made fun of the forum and cats in general, or playing with his soft hair
when she listened to his stories.

When they arrived at the park, Roy mentioned he has a large picnic blanket a
bottle of wine, and Adele enthusiastically agreed to a stop. They sat in the
shadow of a huge elm tree, drank from the bottle. Adele took her shoes off,
and Roy gently laid his hand on the back of her head before leaning in for a
kiss. Her lips were soft, and she opened her mouth, inviting him in. She
gave a little sigh and laid back, and Roy went on top of her, grinding his
hard cock against her mound. They kissed passionately, his tongue exploring
her wet mouth. She ran her fingers through his hair, murmuring words so soft
he couldn't hear them. Then he supported himself with one hand and took his
shirt off with the other, and she did the same, lifting the sweater over her
head, exposing a frilly black bra, that supported her large breasts,
exposing their tops. Her nipples protruded hard from the fabric, and Roy
smiled. He mashed his chest against hers, his body was so warm, and she
shivered in the cool noon breeze. He kissed her neck, and nibbled on her ear
lob, before kissing and sucking the soft body of her breast. His right hand
sneaked in behind her and unclasped her bra, and then holding himself on it,
he used his left to expose her left breasts, licking around the nipple and
then sucking it in, sucking it hard, hearing her moan as he did so. She
undid her pants and exposed her pussy: she wore no panties, and her hair was
trimmed. She had a patch of short black curls around her pussy lips and a
bit on top, and drops of moist glistened in her curls. As she undid his
pants as well, she whispered "I want you to fuck me, bare". He smiled, and
finished taking off her bra. He leaned back, finished opening his pants and
lowered his pants and underpants below his ass. His cock was hard and long
and flowing with pre-cum, and he wanted nothing more than to penetrate her.
He held himself, gazing at her form below him for a minute, smiling at her
large breasts and hard nipples, going up and down with her quick breathes.
Then she held his cock, and ran her soft palm over his tender vein, and
again, and he grunted "no, inside you", he said, and lowered himself. She
positioned his cock's head at the entrance of her pussy, and he drove in,
smoothly, with one long motion, into her hot, wet, cave of lovemaking.

Roy held himself inside Adele for a while, before pulling out and then going
back in. She moaned around his tongue as their kiss intensified. He kneaded
her breast with his hand, playing with her hard nipple between two fingers,
pulling out, going in. His firm buttock went up and down as he plowed into
her; his cock was on fire, the sensations of softness and wetness and
warmness driving him crazy, but he held himself, fucking her slow at first.
She crossed her legs on his ass and held his back clock to her. Their kiss
broke, and she breathed in his ear "fuck me, now, fuck me, hard, fuck me,
fuck me, fuck me..." and with every breath he drove into her harder and
harder, until she couldn't speak anymore, just grunt again and again as he
slammed into her. "I'm cumming" he said "cum in me" she whimpered "I'm
cumming! I'm cumming!" he said, again, and she shouted "yes, yes, yes!" as
he slammed into her again and again and again, spilling his seed deep inside
her...

Roy laid on top of Adele for a few moments. She hummed to herself some
ancient English bar song, and he took deep breaths, resting his head on her
breasts. He played with them a little, but when her nipple started getting
hard again and his loins woke up, Adele laughed "get off, loverboy; we have
a train to catch." And so he smiled, and stood up and helped her up and they
embraced, and kissed again, before taking their cloths and walking naked to
the car.

****
In Paris they drove to Gare de Paris-Est, and walked for a long time until
they found a very long, very old train. They walked alongside the train,
passing families and trainworkers, until they found their right cabin.
Inside, their tickets led them to a door, and opening it, Roy gave a short
disappointed sound as what he saw were 6 bunks, 3 on each wall, one over the
other. They were short, narrow, and seemed only vaguely comfortable.

Roy and Adele sat down, and she took out some sandwiches and a bottle of
Coke from her bag, and while they split their improvised lunch, two more men
came into the cabin. "I'm Andreas" said one of them; he was German, an
Engineer, 30-years old, with dirty blond hair and a pair of John Lennon
glasses. He spoke quickly and with dry wit, and told them he was going to
Hannover, after visiting a friend in Paris. The second man introduced
himself as G, and nothing but; he was from Zaire, though he hasn't been
there for more than five years. He was traveling the world, and planned to
visit every county, or at least, as many as he could. His hair was
completely shaved, and he had full lips and sometimes gazed in the air for a
long minute before breaking with a new set of questions and comments about
nothing in particular. Despite their unusual company, Roy and Adele had a
lot of fun, playing card-games with Andreas and G, and eating sticky sweet
things from Turkey G provided, drinking bubbly white wine Andreas bought.
Roy dozed off in the lower bunk, and woke up an hour later to see G sitting,
completely naked, his dick buried deep inside Adele's pussy. She was riding
him, holding herself on the second bunk, on which sat Andreas, also naked,
between her arms. His dick was maybe 6', and he shaved his crotch and balls.
Adele's head bobbed up and down on his cock, and G held her with his strong
big hands, lifting her up and down on his cock. Andreas caught Roy's eyes
"hier kommt" he whispered, and Roy stood up, took all his cloths off, and
jumped to sit next to him. Andreas turned to him and their lips met. They
kissed, Andreas licking his lips and sucking on his tongue. Andreas' hand
found Roy's cock and he started pumping up and down. He grunted in Roy's
mouth when Adele hoovered his entire cock inside her mouth, "uhm, Gott" he
whimpered, "ungh, Gott, ist gut" their kiss intensified and Roy could feel
Andreas' body tense up as he came, pumping jet after jet of jism inside
Adele's hungry mouth. The slap-slap-slap sound of Adele's body bouncing on G
grew louder, and Andreas broke from Roy taking deep, long breaths. "Fuck me"
he asked him quietly, and Roy nodded speechlessly. Andreas turns his back on
Roy, standing on the bunk on his hands and knees, shoving Roy to the back of
the bunk. His ass was also shaved, and gave off a soft whiff of something.
Roy spread Andreas' asscheeks, and licked up and down his crack "Oh, Gott!"
Andreas almost screamed when Roy's soft tong covered his taint, and
Adele chuckled. "Fuck him, Roy, let him feel your long hard cock inside him"
she said while bouncing on G's dick, who said nothing, burying his face in
her bosom, his large lips finding her nipples and sucking her deep into his
mouth. Roy stood on his knees, and spit copious amounts of spit into his
hand, rubbing his hard cock all over, getting it smooth and wet, and then
positioned the head on Andreas' hole. "Shove it, mein Freund, shove it in!"
and Roy complied, going balls-deep into Andreas. Adele's pussy was warm and
inviting, but Andreas' insides were tight and hot. Roy had to take a deep,
deep breath, to calm himself before going in again. He pulled out and
pressed in, fucking Andreas in deep, slow motions. Adele's bouncing on G's
cock intensified and he started grunting everytime she slammed down "oh,
damn, oh god damn!" he shouted and he held her tight and spasmed as he came
in her. The smell of sex and sweat was overpowering and Roy, who meant to go
slow, went wild and started pounding Andreas, he could hear his body
slapping Andreas' ass, going "slap, slap, slap" when his cock went in and
out of the warm, dark cave of Andreas' insides. Adele was still sitting on
G, speared on his cock, that was slowly going soft inside her cum-filled
pussy. She saw Andreas' cock starting to go hard when Roy started hitting
all those right spots inside him, and reached out, wrapping her hand around
the shaft. Andreas started grunting, as Roy's thrust him forward into
Andele's hand - he fucked her hand as Roy fucked his ass, his cock sliding
in and out of her closed fist. Adele felt G rough large tongue on her
nipples and shuddered, and could sense his cock slowly hardening again. He
sucked on her boob hard, nibbling on the nipple, before switching to the
other boob. Warmth spread through her body, and she concentrated on jacking
Andreas, moving her hand in a slow corkscrew motion, and Andreas moved with
Roy. Both men started breathing harder and harder, Roy got visibly more
excited. He held Andreas by the waist, and slammed into him again and again,
and again, sweat poring from his face. Andreas' cock started spasming in
Adele's hand "Oy, Gott!" cried Andreas and thrust his hips and slammed back
into Roy. His ass was contracting, milking Roy's dick, and he couldn't take
it any more "yea, yea, take it, take it, oh god, yea, I'm cumming" Roy cried
out, accenting each cry with a thrust deep into Andreas... Adele brought her
cum filled hand to G's mouth, who licked it clean. She smiled at him, and
leaned down to kiss him. He held her, turning her to the side and lying her
down on the bunk. As they switched to the missionary position, she wrapped
her legs around his ass, that moved slowly up and down as he moved in and
out of her. His cock's head teased her clit when he went out, and he thrust
deep in her on his way in, and with slow, deep motions, he brought her
higher and higher to another climax...

Roy and Adele fucked most of the night, saying goodbye to G and Andreas in
Hamburg, before disembarking in Berlin.

POLYAMORY IS WRONG!
It is either Multiamory or Polyphilia, but mixing Greek and Latin Roots?
WRONG!