My Week in Warsaw Ch. 03

SATURDAY

I blinked sleepily, rubbing my bleary eyes as I looked around the unfamiliar room. Sunlight streamed through the thin curtains, illuminating the room with a bright, golden glow. Suddenly it all came flooding back to me. Poland, the office, the bar, Kasia... I turned to my left and there she was, naked and gorgeous, her slender figure half-exposed as she hugged the blanket, facing away from me with a shapely nude leg draped over the fabric. I leaned over her delicate shoulder, sweeping her strawberry-blonde hair away from her cheek and looking down at her - she slept soundly, a smile on her pretty face as she dreamed. I grinned, running my hand down her side and over the curve of her round ass, giving it a light squeeze, careful not to wake her.

Sitting up I yawned and stretched, still disoriented from jet-lag, muscles sore from a long night of fucking with my new co-worker. My mind wandered to the mystery girl from the doorway from last night - I assumed she must share the apartment with Kasia. Her playful smile and the hint of desire on her beautiful face as she watched me pound her wildly orgasming roommate lingered in my mind as I got up and pulled my boxer shorts on as quietly as I could. Glancing back at the bed with a smile, I slipped out into the hallway in search of the bathroom and the kitchen, in that order.

Fortunately I found a bottle of mouthwash in the bathroom, which went a way to making me feel less like I just woke up in a stranger's home. As I spat it into the sink, still waking up, I became aware of how thirsty I was and headed back to the hall. It being a small apartment, it didn't take long to find the kitchen and, before too long, I was gulping down a tall glass of water. The door creaked behind me as someone entered the room and I turned, expecting to see my sexy little redhead coming to greet me.

Instead I was faced with the mysterious voyeur, a demure smile on her strikingly pretty face. Her statuesque features glowed in the morning light, her skin immaculately smooth and blemish-free even with no makeup on. She strode across the room to the sink, looking up at me as she passed by, the slightest hint of a playful laugh on her gorgeous face. Her long, wavy blonde hair tumbled loosely around her shoulders, swishing slightly as she walked. She wore only a form-fitting white t-shirt and a lacey little black thong, the nipples atop her perky B cups clearly visible through the thin material of her top, her long legs smooth and alluring, hips swaying as she moved. I turned as she passed me, my gaze following her across the room and unavoidably zeroing in on the curvaceous cheeks of her perky ass, covered only by the slim strip of material.

Her back to me, she asked me something in Polish - her voice was heavenly and her tone was playful and intriguing, but I didn't have a clue what she was saying. I mumbled an apology in English and she turned to face me, a glass of water in her hand and a look of interest on her pretty face. She giggled and thought for a moment before translating into heavily accented, broken English for me:

"I ask, is my turn now?"

Apparently she took my slack-jawed surprise as a yes, because she laughed, placed her glass on the countertop and strode over to me, her soft hands running over my bare chest, a look of lust on her face as she raised herself up on her toes and leaned in to softly kiss me. I got over my surprise quickly enough to return the kiss and wrapped my arms around her slim waist, my hands resting on the small of her back, fingertips lightly caressing the exposed flesh between the hem of her shirt and the lacey waistband of her underwear. She moaned faintly into my mouth as her soft lips brushed against mine, her silky smooth tongue expertly twirling around my own. Her hands explored my torso before sliding over my shoulders as she draped her arms around my neck, pulling her body right up to mine. The rapidly swelling bulge in my shorts pressed insistently against her hip as my hands slid over her back - one snaking up under her shirt, holding her close to me, the other moving down over her soft, curvy ass, lightly squeezing and massaging a juicy cheek as we kissed.

After a few minutes, she broke the kiss and looked into my eyes, sensuously licking her lips as she ran her soft fingertips over my jawline, as if considering me. With a smouldering look and a quiet murmur of approval, she slowly and effortlessly dropped down into a deep squat, her grey eyes gazing up at me as she tucked her fingers into the waistband of my underwear. I grinned down at her, unable to believe my luck as she slid my shorts down, allowing my rock-hard pole to spring out, the tip brushing against her cheek before she could dodge it. She smiled in response, a playful expression on her face as she assessed my 8" cock up close and at eye level. She slowly wrapped the fingers of one hand around my shaft, fingertips sliding lightly along the throbbing veins as she admired me.

I sighed with pleasure at the sensation of her soft hand on my aching cock, and a droplet of pre-cum formed at the very tip. The beautiful stranger smiled as she noticed and, using her free hand, gently brushed a fingertip against my cockhead, gathering the sticky liquid on her finger and looking up at me as she tantalizingly sucked it clean, her cheeks hollowing as she savored the taste. She slowly sucked her way to the end of her finger, releasing it from the grip of her soft lips with a loud pop. She smiled up at me, a twinkle in her eye as she enjoyed the effect her teasing had on me.

"By the way, mister friend of Katarzyna, my name is Emilia", she purred in her alluring accent. Laughing at this being the time she chose to share her name with me, my return introduction was cut off by a sigh of relief as she leaned in and slid her tongue over my head, soaking me with her saliva as she worked it in circles, swirling it around the sensitive flesh. I couldn't take my eyes off her, her impossibly long tongue dancing over my cockhead, sending jolts of pleasure shooting down my cock with every twist and flick. She gazed up at me, slowly blinking as she showered my cock with affectionate licks, the sensuous motions of her tongue drawing a steady stream of pre-cum which, mixed with her saliva, hung in strings suspended between my tip and her slippery pink tongue.

Pausing for a moment, she ran her mesmerizing tongue over her lips, softly murmuring "taste like pussy" with a wicked smile before leaning back in to resume her tongue massage. I couldn't help but laugh as I realized she was right - I hadn't showered after fucking Kasia or since waking up, and my cock had been dripping with her juices before we fell asleep. Emilia didn't seem to mind at all though, her tongue bathing my tip in saliva, soft moans escaping her lips as she worked, her hand still wrapped around my shaft, gently squeezing and stroking just an inch or so back and forth. I ran my fingers through her hair, pushing it away from her face as I took in just how pretty she was - she had model-type good looks, with high cheekbones and flawless skin, her almond-shaped eyes a cold grey, looking deep into my soul as her tongue circled my cockhead, rolling in figure-of-eights around the sensitive tip.

My breathing was slow and deep as Emilia continued her careful ministrations, her soft, wet tongue folding over the crown of my cock and flicking gently over the ridge between my head and the underside of my shaft. She brought her skillful tongue to a point, tracing it quickly back and forth over the sensitive join, a smile on my face at the intense sensation and the wet clicking sound. She pressed her lips the same spot in a slow, wet kiss before moving lower, dragging her tongue up and down the underside of my pole, lapping at my smooth, throbbing flesh, her tongue flat against me. My tip slid back and forth over her cheek as she worked her way down my shaft, moisture smearing over her soft, smooth skin. My dick twitched as a splash of warm and sticky pre-cum spurted onto her face, drawing a giggle and a lusty moan from Emilia, sending vibrations through my pole as she kissed and licked her way up and down it.

A warm, tingling sensation radiated through my pulsating cock as she blessed me with her magical tongue. I let out a blissful sigh as she reached the tip once more, swirling her tongue around it, her lips gently kissing the end in between licks and flicks. Desperate to feel her mouth envelop me, I moved my hand onto the back of head, gently easing her forward. With a playful giggle she placed both palms flat on the front of my thighs, resisting the pressure and looking up at me, innocently blinking as she continued the incredible work with her tongue. Pre-cum dripped steadily from my tip, coating her tongue as she pleasured me, a frustrated groan escaping my lips as my cock twitched and strained under her agonizing teasing.

One final, delicious flick of her tongue around the side of my throbbing tip was too much for me to bear and, to an excited squeal of surprise from Emilia, I reached down and grabbed her under the arms, lifting her to her feet and moving her slender frame across the room with little effort. She gave an unrestrained moan of desire as I pushed her over the kitchen table, bending her at the waist and nudging her ankles apart with my bare foot. She looked back over her shoulder at me, a naughty grin on her beautiful face as she wiggled her hips, shaking her perky ass at me.

My breathing heavy and urgent, I ran my fingers up the back of her thighs, admiring her long, shapely legs before sliding my hands over her perfect ass, the fingers of my right hand slipping under the material of her thong, pulling it to the side. If she hadn't made it clear with her eager moans and quickening breath, Emilia's excitement was clear to see as her underwear made way to reveal her pussy. Her sex glistened with moisture in the golden morning light, her luxurious pink folds smooth and hairless, the slightest trace of white twinkling at her entrance. She bounced her pert ass up and down a little, making it jiggle for me as I rubbed my shiny purple tip over her smooth slit.

I met her gaze as I began to press forward, her grey eyes widening and her mouth opening in an exaggerated "oh!" as her quivering lips parted for me. I slid a few inches in on the first stroke, her deliciously tight pussy hugging my cock tightly in a wet, welcoming squeeze. With my left hand I caressed her asscheek, running it up onto the small of her back, my right hand still holding her thong to one side as I began to rock my hips back and forth. Emilia emitted a series of yearning moans and sighs as I slid my cock in and out of her steamy hot grip. Her juices bathed my shaft, my cock shiny and wet as I pumped it into her, easing more of my length inside as I gathered momentum.

Soon I was giving her the full motion of my hips, thrusting into her deep and steady, her moans loud and lewd, cries of pleasure ringing around the small kitchen as we fucked. It occurred to me that all the doors in the apartment were open, and unless she was an extremely deep sleeper, Kasia was probably aware by now that I'd gotten out of her bed and swiftly began fucking her roommate. A flash of guilt crossed my mind - Kasia was a lovely girl and while things seemed to be exclusively sexual (she didn't seem to mind Natalia and I flirting and she had seen Wiktoria's nudes on my phone before even getting to know me), I had no desire to hurt her. That said, it was too late for Emilia to un-blow me and I was already deep inside her pussy, so I pushed the uncomfortable thoughts from my mind, focusing on the beautiful girl bent over invitingly for me. I gave her shapely ass a firm spank as I fucked her, a loud gasp of surprised excitement interrupting her steady stream of moans.

My thighs and abs slapped against her soft body, her hips pushing back against me on each stroke as we fucked hard and deep, my frustration from her teasing licking fading away as her tight, hot pussy grasped my shaft, squeezing the pent-up lust out of me. She was dripping wet, her juices spreading onto my balls and thighs, the unmistakable slippery wet slap of a juicy pussy being deeply and thoroughly pounded filling the room. She faced forward again, her face buried in her blonde hair and her moans muffled as her fingers gripped the far edge of the table. She began to groan, shivers wracking her slim frame as her pussy clamped down around my thrusting pole.

"Tak, tak, taaaaaak!", she cried out, her blissful whines and moans dampened by her hair and the table directly in front of her mouth. Her pussy gushed around me, juices dripping onto the floor tiles between our feet as I fucked her with full force, her body sliding back and forth on the table as she writhed and shuddered, her powerful orgasm firing electric energy through her frame. My balls clenched as she convulsed on my cock and I bit my lip, closing my eyes to focus, determined to fuck her all the way through her climax.

Soon, Emilia's groans and cries gave way to breathless panting and her ecstatic thrashing slowed to a gentle tremble. I pulled out urgently and she was lucid enough to understand immediately, straightening up and spinning on shaky legs, giggling with nervous energy as she dropped to her knees, her eyes moist from the exertion of cumming as she gazed up at me, wrapping her soft lips around my dripping pole, my engorged tip sliding along her tongue and deep into her hot, wet mouth.

Finally feeling her glorious mouth wrapped around my throbbing cock for the first time after so long was too much to take and I gasped as a jolt of intense pleasure surged through me, my balls twitching and my cock spasming as I immediately began to pump thick spurts of hot, white cum into Emilia's mouth. She moaned theatrically for me as I came, allowing cum to spill out of her mouth and drip down her chin, splashing onto her thighs and the floor beneath. I lost count of shots as I emptied my heavy balls into her, my vision blurry as I gripped her blonde hair in both hands, fucking my load into her wonderfully soft mouth.

After what felt like an eternity, I let go of her hair and exhaled slowly, my cock bouncing as she released it from the tight grip of her lips. She looked up at me, opening her mouth to show me her huge mouthful of thick cum before she swallowed it with an exaggerated gulp, flashing a bright smile at me as she sat back on her heels. Drops of cum still ran down her chin, long drooling splashes stained her white t-shirt and sticky pools gathered on her toned thighs. She made a show of sucking leftover cum off each of her fingers in turn and I smiled at her, admiring the performance over my shoulder as I walked across the room to retrieve my boxer shorts, eventually taking my eyes off her to pull them up over my wet, sticky, softening pole. I turned to see Emilia back on her feet, her hands ruffling her hair, shaking it back into shape as she walked out of the room, smiling mysteriously at me as she disappeared out the door.

I shook my head in disbelief - I'd only exchanged a handful of words with this girl. I heard some chattering in Polish and, with an unpleasant pang of realization, noticed that there was the faint sound of rap music coming from across the hall. I reasoned with myself that the girls didn't sound confrontational or angry, rather friendly and bubbly. I waited a moment, considering the situation as I heard the shower start up. Maybe it was normal for these girls to "share"? If not, maybe it was Kasia in the shower rather than Emilia and I'd be able to grab my clothes from her room and get out of there... that might make the coming days at the office more than a little awkward though.

With a resigned sigh, I accepted that there was no way out that didn't begin with me leaving the kitchen, and I rounded the corner, stepping into the hall. I found myself faced with a flash of pale orange hair and internally groaned. There goes plan B. Kasia had her back to me, absentmindedly dancing to the music emanating from her room, her hips swaying rhythmically as she moved back down the hall towards the open bathroom door and the sound of the running shower. She wore an oversized white hoodie and a tight little pair of baby blue shorts that only just covered the bottom of her peachy cheeks. I couldn't help but admire her. Sensing me behind her she swiveled to face me.

Her pretty green eyes lit up, and she appeared to be smiling - it was hard to be 100% sure due to the toothbrush in her mouth. She let out a muffled giggle at my awkward expression, nodding towards the shower and, by extension, Emilia, her eyebrow raised questioningly and a playful twinkle in her eye. I paused, saying nothing, and Kasia burst into a fit of giggles, placing a hand on her waist, her hip cocked and her head flipped to one side in a playful parody of anger, still brushing her teeth. I smiled at her, unsure how exactly I was getting away with this, and she hummed to herself with her mouth full as she continued dancing around, turning slightly away from me. She certainly didn't seem to mind me fucking her roommate, but nonetheless I felt like I should assume I'd be leaving soon. I turned my back on her, heading for her room to grab my clothes.

"Mmmph!" - I turned back at her muffled call and a grin split my face - she held the toothbrush in her mouth, her cheeks bulging slightly and a mischievous expression on her cute face. Both hands held the hem of her hoodie, lifting it up to shoulder height as she flashed her perky titties at me. She shook her chest playfully from side to side, making her tits jiggle back and forth enticingly, her pink nipples stiff at the exposure and the pale, smooth, elaborately tattooed skin of her torso glowing in the light spilling into the hallway from her room and the kitchen. I met her inviting gaze and she winked suggestively at me.

I guess I could stay until lunchtime after all...