In my sophomore year, I applied for a scholarship for a semester abroad in Nice, France. Apparently luck and hard work collided and I won the scholarship. I'd be spending my fall junior semester in France! Unknown to me Aileen applied for a scholarship from the same organization and she won her scholarship too. There was a catch though. Neither scholarship included room and board.
Meanwhile our parents were scheming without us knowing. Why don't Aileen and Chris share an apartment in Nice? They thought of us as more brother/sister than beautiful girl and the idiot boy who lusts after her. I came home from class one day and my mother told me that I would be roommates with Aileen for my semester abroad. My heart skipped a beat as I thought about the possibilities.
When summer came, I was working like a dog to save money for my time in Europe. Aileen must have been working too because we hardly ever saw each other. One night as I was getting home late from work I ran into a couple of Aileen's brothers. They said, "Hey Chris, let's go out for a beer." We were sitting in a local tap room and the brothers gave me "the speech." Only it wasn't the speech I was expecting. They told me how happy they were that I would be with Aileen to look after her and protect her. I assured them I would protect her with my life.
On an August evening we caught a flight out of Philly International to Charles de Gaulle. By this time I had given up any notion of anything romantic, let alone sexual, happening between Aileen and me. I was happy to have a companion and someone that I liked to accompany me. We got into CDG around eight in the morning. Our plan was to spend two days in Paris and then take the TGV, France's high speed train, down to Nice.
We wanted to stay awake all day so that we would not screw up our sleep pattern and get accustomed to the new time zone. We dropped off our bags at the hotel and then the first thing we did was get a cup of strong coffee. It's amazing that Parisians make such good coffee but they do. We walked the streets of Paris like a couple of tourists. Aileen spoke passable French. I spoke no French but I did speak broken Italian. We walked, window shopped, and people watched. Paris is a romantic city and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't thinking about the possibilities of a semester alone with Aileen.
As the sun started to set we headed back to our hotel. We stopped for a light dinner at a sidewalk cafe. We got back to the hotel and had long showers to wash the grime of the city from our bodies. Out hotel room had two beds and we each climbed into bed and turned out the light. I closed my eyes and was starting to fade when Aileen called my name.
"Chris? I'm so glad we are going to be together the next few months. There's no one else I rather spend the next three month with."
Oh no! My mind suddenly had to come back to life. What should I say? How should I respond? I took the easy way out and didn't say anything. Aileen continued. "I think about our first time together a lot. I thought it would be too complicated for us to date so I took our first time and held on to it. I've had two boyfriends in college but no one special. I didn't want to get caught up in the drama of a college boyfriend. Studying and class work were my priorities. And they are my priorities here in France too. But there's no one I'd rather be with."
"Aileen" I said as I gathered my thoughts. "'I'm happy to be here with you too. I had a couple of brief romances but when I was out with other girls I thought of you so nothing lasted very long."
Aileen silently slipped out of her bed and into mine. I kissed her lips and my heart fluttered. She turned and I put my arms around her as we spooned. I smelled her hair and listened to her breath. I could feel her pulse as I held her tight. I kissed her neck and whispered her name. I started to stroke her breast and roll her nipple between my thumb and finger when she stopped me. "No, just hold me tonight." And I did exactly as she requested. I fell asleep holding my sweet Aileen.
The next morning we woke early and had a quick breakfast. We took the Metro to Gare du Nord and took the train south to Nice. The ride was fast and comfortable. In Nice we met the realtor who took us to our apartment. The apartment was convenient to our classes. It was small but cozy.
We still had a couple of days before we had to show up at class. We went out to the market to do some grocery shopping. After hitting the shops we went home for an easy lunch. Fresh baguettes with cheese and smoked meat. After lunch we wandered around the city exploring. As the sun started to set we made our way home. We stopped and bought a white Burgundy to have with dinner. We cooked together and had a light dinner and drank the wine. I had a little buzz and was feeling warm inside. I guess Aileen felt the same way because she sat in my lap and started kissing me. Slowly at first but then more passionately as she relaxed and became more confident.
We moved to the bedroom and began to undress each other. Aileen was magnificent in her nudity. I've never seen a more beautiful woman. So alive, so radiant and so sexy. I began to explore her body with my mouth, kissing and sucking every inch of her skin. She tasted heavenly. And her response was electric. She stretched and withered, and moaned and ran her fingers through my hair. When I got down between her legs and kissed her, she moaned out my name. I kissed her pussy and she was soaked. I began to lick her, running my tongue from just above her clit to the bottom of her opening and then back up again.
I think she was about to come when she suddenly stopped me. She pushed me back on the bed and took my cock into her mouth. No pretense, no hesitation, she took my hard cock into her mouth in one motion. And then she began to suck and lick and use her whole mouth on me with the singular purpose of giving me pleasure. I began to feel the pressure in my balls that told me I was about to come. "Stop, I'm about to come." I told her.
Aileen took her mouth off of my cock and said "Go ahead, I want you to." She resumed sucking and licking and I could feel myself start to let go.
"Oh God, Aileen" I said as I started cumming. My cock pulsed into her mouth and she continued to suck. She swallowed everything I gave her and never stopped. I barely finished cumming when she swung around and mounted me. She took hold of my penis and guided it into her silken vagina. She moved her hips slowly up and down and fucked me. I was in heaven. The sensations of her wet, tight pussy on my cock, still sensitive from cumming were intense. I looked up at her naked body and the way her body moved and the expression on her face. Never had I been so aroused.
Aileen was very turned on too. She started swearing and cursing as she fucked me. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me." As her orgasm built, she was radiant. Her head back, her eyes closed and a thin sheen of sweat covered her body. As her peak approached, her body stiffened and she moaned my name "Oh Chris!" She came hard and collapsed on top of me. After a minute she caught her breath and kissed me. "Get used to a lot more of that!" she told me as she rolled off.
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Too Bad.
This story is definitely begging for a part two, three, four. However, after almost two years, I don't think that is going to happen. Too bad.
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