Euro Trip
Euro Trip:
Going on this Euro tour with my best buddy, Todd, must probably be one of the best ideas we've ever had.
"What was your favorite place so far?" I ask.
"Dude," he replies, holding out each pointer finger, "when we first started in England, I wasn't too sure about this whole trip. Don't get me wrong, the girls were good, but not the European babes kind of good. But then..." His cheeks rise immensely. "... the Netherlands. Oh, fuck! Tall, dirt blonde, and just—stunning. Simply stunning. With or without their red light district, it was like a babe buffet!"
"Hell yeah, man. Remember that one chick?" I snap my fingers repeatedly. "What was her name again? Dana...Donna...or..."
As we talk and talk over our best experiences, a new blonde beauty with a massive rack enters the wagon. She must have noticed me staring at her chest, throwing a mean look my way. Not that I particularly care or anything. Todd eventually spots her too. He looks at me, and I look at him, us both reading the other's minds. Wordless, he walks out of view over to her seat. Shortly after, a pale arm extends from the row, waving me over. When I arrive, no stinky eye comes my way. Instead, she is all smiles as I sit down in front of her.
"Quick take over?" I ask, spreading myself far on the seat.
The blonde nods. Her hands reach for her sizeable chest, squeezing her tits shamelessly like a huge pervert. "She must have been pretty tired, dude. Like, I just had to slip into her, and then, boom, done deal."
"Nice, dude. Whenever I pop a boner seeing you play with whoever like this, I can't help but get the jelly over your powers."
"I would too if I were you," Todd says, pausing his boob grabbing to reach underneath his top. "Not everyone can be a hopper, but at least you get to be best buds with one. Also, here..."
He looks to the left and right, reassuring the coast is still clear. Then, with a quick flick of his hands and a sly smile, the top is lifted to flash me his pretty tits. Todd bounces them playfully before hiding them again, acting all cutesy.
"I think we still have a good few hours until our next destination in Germany," he continues, biting his lips. "Let's do it in the restroom stall. I'm sure we won't get caught there."
I shoot him a smile back. How can I possibly refuse such an attractive offer?
Fun like this makes traveling with my friend always a blast. After all, there are so many pretty ladies in Europe to meet still. And when you have an ability like Todd's—who could blame us for taking advantage here?
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