Getting Girls in Copenhagen

(Part 2 from 2)

I was shocked, but... liking it. Annette then took my right leg in her arm and pulled it up to ehr waist.
"I'm telling you, girls like it when you do this. They don't want to have control. Take the initiative."
Annette then pushed me over to a wall and had my back up against it. She then began grinding herself right into me, very hard and fast.
"You want me to keep going?" she asked.

"Yeah," i quickly responded.
"Spread her legas apart, like this. It will turn her on."
She put her feet in between mine and spread mine apart. She continued grinding into me. 
"And that's how you do it. You''l find out, soon, that all women are sluts." She said. 'WHy don't you have a walk around town, get yourself accustomed.
"Okay."

I fixed myself up. I really liked Annette's lesson. I hoped, very badly, that I could use it sometime soon. I put a nicer shirt and fixed my hair and brushed my teeth. I took a pocket with me and left to explore the area around the apartment. 

I walked up and down streets, taking note of local bars, clubs, restaurants and convenince stores. I was amazed with the beauty of the place. It was a magnificent blend of old and new. Soon, I got lost in the sights, sounds and scents of the city. I also got lost on my map. I pulled my map out and try and find where I was. I was trying to remember where I had last turned. I didn't have a clue of where I was, in location to anything. All of a sudden, I heard a soft voice to my right.
"Can I help you find someplace?" said a girl standing next to me. She was probably my age, or a little older. She was just a little bit shorter than me. She ahd a very pretty face. Shoulder length light brown hair. Almond-shaped green eyes. A tan. Clean white pants and a tank top complimented her beauty.
"Oh yeah, do you know hwot o get back to Olafstrassen?" I asked.

"Yes," she responded. Go back down that street, and at the restaurant, take a left and take another short right and you'll be on it.
"Thank you." I replied.
"Are you new here in Copenhagen?" she asked me kindly.
"Yes, I am. I'm from America." I responded.
"Oh, how nice. My name is Martina." she said.
"Hi Martina. I'm Stefan."

"Hey, since you're new, let me show you around. There are some spectacular places around her."
"Oh, thank you very much. I'd be pleased to see the town with you.


So I ended up having a very nice afternoon with Martina. we visited some very nice churches, she pointed out a few little bars and restaurants. The highlight was a walk through a beautiful park with lots of trees. She offered to walk me home, since it was getting late. I was glad to go with her. We walked home through the winding streets and I asked her to come up and see my apartment and I'd give her my phone number (I hadn't memorized it yet). She was happy to come up. I remembered that I had written the number down in my address book. We went into my room where I found the number for her and handed it to her on a slip of paper.

"Thank you so much Stefan. I had a great time with you." She came over and gave me a kiss. I kissed her back and we embraced. Then it dawned upon me. I moved my hands down around her waist and kissed her again. She kissed back, and we moved into a deep, passionate kiss for a few seconds. We continued kissing, and I moved my hands down her ass, until each hand held one cheek. Then I grabbed. She let out a soft moan. her ass was so soft. I gently massaged as we shared our lips and tongues. I reached down and grabbed her right light in my left hand and held it up to my waist. She got more intense with the kissing. She felt me all over and began to let out little gasps of pleasure. I picked her up and put her back against the wall of my room as I began grinding with her. 

She responded by grinding back. I slowly moved her legs apart with my feet and I grinding my now bulging cock right into her crotch. I could feel she was warm. I ran my hand through her hair, and down her neck and rested it on her breast. Sh responded by not only taking my shirt off, but hers as well. Now here was the part Annette didn't teach me. After this point, the man loses all control to the woman, apparently. Martina pushed me over to my bed and went directly for my zipper. She tore my pants off and began to kiss my chest. I unclasped her bra. She began to kiss downwards, from my pecs, to my abs, to below my navel. She then bit the top of my boxers, and rempoved them from me. My cock sprang into action. She let out little moans, as well as I, as she caressed the tip of my cock with her lips. She then took the entire head of my dick into her mouth and sucked it tenderly. She began moving her head up and down, using her lips and tongue on my cock and craddling my balls in one hand and rubbing my chest with the other. I was in ecstacy. But now it was Martina's turn.I rose up and pulled her near me. We kissed. I laid her down on the bed. I began to kiss her neck, and I moved down to her nipples. I alternated sucking on one nipple and rubbing the other. I then began to move down. I unzipped her pants and took them of. She was wearing tiny pink panties. I kissed her warm pussy through the fabric.

"Oh yes." She moaned.

"I removed her panties to reveal a splendid shaved pussy, ready for me. I gave her a few licks and kisses on the pussy as she opened up. I then aimed my loaded cock right at her wet cunt. I pushed inside of her as she gasped. My bulging member penetrated deeper and deeper inside her pinkness. She grasped my body and pulled me close as we enjoyed a wild fuck. I experienced my first ever taste of European women, and Martina's pussy enjoyed it's first taste of american cum, as we reached screaming climaxes.

Martina and I took a shower together in which we shared little kisses and had a small conversation. We got dried off and put on our clothes. Then, Annette came in and walked into my room. Upon seeing Martina, she promptly announced "I guess I'll have to stay with Sophie tonight, again."

"Oh no, you can stay here." I responded. "I'm staying with Martina tonight." I gave Annette a wink as Matina and I walked out the door.

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