The weather is quite cold but the sun was shining all day. A visit to GT is a good option. The garden for when it is sunny and the sauna for when it is cold. Haven't enjoyed much of it though. And that's because of a sensational girl.
After showering I get a cup of tea and take my book of Chekhov and want to start reading. I had already seen a beautiful girl. Now it seemed she wanted to come and sit next to me. I invited her with a wink. Well, she looked like the beauty, but it was someone else. We talked a bit. She is nice.
She is from Italy, so she says
. From Milano. I ask her about Milan. Simple questions anybody from Milan will know. She doesn't. I ask her a bit more about Italy. She doesn't know these questions either. "Are you really an Italian". "No", she admits. She is from Romania. But people around don't like Romanians all that much. So that's why she made up the story about Milan. I was a bit flabbergasted. Many girls make up a story about their nationality. Most of them couldn't answer simple questions but always stuck to their story :017: . Here is a girl that simply admits she was telling a lie and a gave a good reason for doing so. Maybe it's better to say that my heart softened a bit. :happy I tell her that I want to read. No grudge. She asks me whether we could meet again later. Again I'm taken in by her personality. So I ask about kissing. "An hour of kissing if you want to."
"Get us a key" is all I can get passed my lips. So no Chekhov for now. No lunch either, not much lounging in the sun but more about that later.
Off to a room we go. I look at how many sheets she picks. Two. That's a good sign. All the way to the last cabin. My god, how she kisses. Full of energy, no limitations. No comments when I vary the kissing a bit. No, a compliment "You kiss like a young man".
Yes, I know I'm old.
She even kisses my ears. Actually both of them for quite some time. :dance2 Has nirvana arrived? No, it's gonna be better still. She works her way down to my private parts. First she licks my balls extensively. At some point she uses two hands and her tongue! I get an intense desire to fuck her but let her go on with the oral part. She uses various techniques to stimulate my penis. It becomes better and better. I forget all about fucking and about time ... :pica At first she is lying between my legs and I like to look deep into these beautiful brown eyes, gasping for breath. Later on she lies next to me. I can touch all of her body but fingering is not allowed. Her boobs are plastic but they are OK. They are soft and I can touch them in any which way I like to. The touch of her flesh at the inner side of her thigh, her butt and lower part of her breasts is fabulous. :laughingchick It is delicate and soft but yet has structure. Only some young girls have this particular touch. I cannot get enough of it.
I realize that time is passing by. When I look at my watch for the first time we are 1,5 hours in the room. I think that 2 hours would be nice. But when I want to ask for fucking her sucking feels so damn good that I want to wait a little more.
Most of the time I'm on the brink of an orgasm.
But Daira controls it perfectly. Taking the pressure of and then building it up and releasing again. Nirvana hás arrived. After almost 2,5 hours of pure joy she must go to the bathroom. I tell her I want to stay half an hour more. Actually I would like to stay longer than that but my money is running out. I plan to get more money and then have another session with her as she is awesome.
When she comes back she finishes me pretty soon in her mouth. I tried to stop her but it is too late. After the 2,5 hours of pure pleasure this is a bit of an anticlimax. She lays down beside me, is kind to me but I am struggling with two opposite feelings.
I pay her what she wants me to(2:33 = 3:00??). After showering I see Daira just ready for another customer, so hygiene is fine.
No lunch available in the restaurant anymore. Far too late. It's soup and salad now. It tastes fine.
Lying in the sun I recollect what a strange day it has been. The only thing I did so far was one long session with Daira. Now the sun will be hidden by the trees in only half an hour or so.
Then I go to get some more money as I have spent most of what I took with me.
I haven't seen any messages to indicate the nearest ATM. So here it goes.
1. Leave GT to the left
2. Turn left on the B221
3. After appr 500 meters turn right to get into Bracht (leaving B221).
4. After appr 1,5 km turn right at the roundabout.
5. After appr 100-150 meters there is a Sparkasse on your left.
In Google Maps the address is "Sparkasse Krefeld - Geldautomat, Südwall 7, 41379 Brüggen"
The ATM gave a lot of 20 euro bills, a lot of 10 euro bills and even a likewise number of 5 euro bills.
Back in GT I start reading Chekhov and when I finish the story I talk a bit with a Dutch guy. He is OK. Some Russians get to my table and talk loudly. A pity that my Russian is very poor.
Sauna is fine. Not many people there and very few girls walking around, but temperature is good.
I think about Daira and the strange session. I decide not to write about her yet as it is such a two-sided story. I will have another session with her next time and then see what should prevail: the extremely 2,5 good hours or the last disappointing minutes.
So off to have dinner. That is reasonable but the carrots and especially the peas simply are not done yet. Probably the cook was afraid of cooking them too long and then carrots are not so tasteful anymore. So, it's easy to understand why it is not done. Well, the rest is OK. The dessert is fine. I take two of them.
Then it is time to look for a final hit-and-run date. I take a cola and want to sit down somewhere but it is awfully crowded. A good thing, because there's a lot of options. Then I run into Daira again. We talk a bit and I decide to take her to the test right now. The second time that day that I am in the bar with a drink and again I tell her to get a key.
Again she takes two sheets and I like her for it. We enter the big room with the six beds and the mirror in the ceiling. :dance2
I explain her a bit more about my disappointment and that's it. We start another session. We kiss again and make jokes about kissing. Here they come.
I ask her why she told me I kiss like a young men. How are old men kissing? is what I want to know. "They kiss without tongue". That's not so bad. I ask her to show it to me. She does so and this is gross: all wet and lips without any tension at all, feels like drooling(Ned: kwijlen) :017:
. So, if you are above (40?) 50 years old, please take a kissing course. Maybe Daira can help you. Now I understand why girls don't wanna kiss. It feels awful. I am going to wear a button or so, telling "Firm kisser".
I explain her how most girls kiss me. I lie on the bed and they keep their head up high. So I have to lift my head all the time. That is quite tiring.
She is getting the hang of kissing my ears but next time I will teach her a few more things about it.
Kissing and sucking go quite alike the afternoon session. At times I simply go out of my head.
And the fact that she can control my orgasm is simply astonishing. It can go on for hours and she does it softly. After both sessions my dick felt relaxed.
Then we go intimate. Her on top first. That is nice but I want doggy too. I come almost immediately but manage to hold back. Then I lose it. We change for mish but it's gone. A pity but not her fault. Others have come easily with her. So maybe a CIM is the best option between us anyway. I definitely want to have another session with Daira.
I pay her the right amount. We kiss three times. She is a bit aloof. Then I give her a small chocolate. Now she flings herself at me, arms around my neck, eyes smiling like I hadn't seen yet, kissing once more :happy. Well, next time I'll pay her in chocolates.
Showering and then cycling underneath a starry sky. Only one rabbit in the Brachter Wald. No delays for Dutch railway today. A fine day.
