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How did I get myself back into this situation? Everything started very harmlessly. My girlfriend Beate and I are currently both singles and so we treated ourselves to a girls’ weekend again. We found a cute little hostel in the old town of Bern, just right to shop, to enjoy the various sights and enjoy a little nightlife in a strange city. So so we went off, visited the bear park (a must in the federal capital), visited the Zytglogge Tower, the full tourist program, of course.
Of course, a shopping tour should not be missing. We both treated ourselves to one or the other new dress and again some sharp lingerie. We then arrived in our hostel fully packed. Then we both disappeared into our rooms to get ready for the evening. After an extensive shower, I tried all my new clothes again and looked at myself in the mirror. I was very satisfied with my selection and decided on the evening for a narrow black top string and a suitable constant bra.
It should be a shoulder -free light blue dress, cut closely that my curves came into their own. I put my dark hair on my loose, around my neck I put a fine silver chain with a cloverlayer. Whether I will be lucky? I would have had no objection to a nice flirt and who knows when it fits … it also knocked on my door and Beate occurred. She also looked biting.
Bright red, back -free, tight pants suit, including no bra. Her well -trained buttock came into its own. The blond hair fell over her back lured. I quickly grabbed my bag and we started towards the city center. After a few minutes we stood in front of a bar with dim light, but quiet jazz music, according to the notice, the best cocktails in the city. That was exactly what we had imagined and so we sat down at a table and studied the cocktail card.
On the first page, all the well -known cocktails were listed: Pina Colada, Caipirinha, Tequila Sunrise, … on page 2 the in -house mixtures were listed. These names left space for speculation: Bärner Müntschi, desire for more, Cityorgasm, lust or love, … and page 3 promised the ultimate experience for everyone who dares, titles: more than just a drink …and both ordered a drink from the first page.
I let my gaze wander through the bar and discovered a woman on the far right at the counter, probably the owner of the bar. She watched the guests, made signs of the staff, gave short instructions, … The woman was very nice, she had flawless skin, very sexy curves, long, smooth, black hair, was completely dressed in black, dark -made eyes and bright red lipstick. This woman was an eye -catcher, even for me as a woman, the lips an invitation, the broadcast captivating.
Our drinks were served and so I loosened my eyes again from this woman, talked to Beate, laughed at some guests who have already looked a little too deep in the glass, emptied my drink, ordered a new one. The time passed, the bar filled, we met nice people, talked, flirted, alberten around, in short, we let it go really well. But again and again my gaze wander to this woman. She was just as mysterious and beautiful as at the beginning.
Then her look met mine. I stopped the air for a short time, so fascinated I was of her charisma. A knowing smile covered her lips, then the connection was gone again. I felt a strange tingling in my stomach, which was very irritating to me, I normally stood on men, not on women. I tried to concentrate on the conversation at my table again, Beate flirts like wildly (what is it called right away?) As it looks, I will probably go back to our hostel without you.
As soon as I thought of the thought, Ivo asks me (yes, now, now I can think of it, Ivo), whether it would make something out to me to move on a restaurant. He would like to show Beate his favorite disco. Of course I am happy to come with me. But no, nothing brings me out of the bar so quickly, I thought and let them pull them. I told them I was still a drink on the 2. Try page and then go back to the hostel.
This was ok for me, Beate did not need to hurry. Beate said goodbye with a whispered “you have something good for me” and the two of them pulled off. Yes, and now I’m sitting here, alone with my Cityorgasm, which tastes really delicious and the mysterious woman comes up directly with a swinging hips. Your look captivates me as before and I wonder again: How did I get myself back into this situation? “Hello, sweet, as I see, my drinks taste you,” she coovers.
My god, her voice is like liquid caramel. “Yes, thank you, very tasty,” I bring out and quickly suck back on the straw again. I don’t even know where to look. «I’m Barbara, the bar here belongs to me. “” I am Susan, I’m just visiting Bern. “My God, what do I talk, is that embarrassed. But these eyes and this voice totally gave way out of the concept, I can no longer think of any clear thoughts.
Barbara seems to me to see my insecurity. Her tone changes immediately, she sits down with me and calls a waiter. She orders a drink for me and a mineral water herself. «I noticed that the rest of your acquaintances said goodbye. You didn’t want to go to Le Ciel? Ivo has definitely disappeared there with his entourage. “I am amazed that she noticed and also that she seems to know Ivo.
But probably a good local owner knows most of his guests and also their preferences. “I don’t make a lot of dancing,” I mean, “I also don’t like the crowd there. In a bar like this I feel much more comfortable. You still understand what the opposite says. “This is how we get into the chat and my tension gradually lets go. We talk about everything. She tells me how she became bar owner and that most of the guests present here are regular customers.
She also knows Ivo very well and believes that Beate is in good hands with him, but he will certainly try to land with her. I hope that for you. Because he is a real cute and she is not a child of sadness. Barbara invites me to another drink. And now that I have now completely lost my shyness, I ask you what it is with the 3. Page of the beverage menu.
Then she becomes very mysterious and suddenly the crackling is back. “That, my beautiful, I can’t tell you, just show,” she whispers in my ear. I feel your breath and believe that your lips have briefly touched the delicate skin on my neck. It drives me through like an electric blow. Now the curiosity almost eats me up. I ask Barbara to tell me the secret. She just waited for that. She grabs me by the hand and leads me behind the counter.
It opens a door that I haven’t noticed yet and leads me over the corridor to a small room. When it turns on the light I don’t trust my eyes … the room is about 25m2 in size, the walls are painted in a warm brown tone and are only indirectly illuminated by the lamps. This creates a warm light. I enter the room and look around with big eyes and probably also open mouth.
The eye -catcher in this room is undoubtedly the large four -poster bed in the middle. The tulle curtains are crossed with gold threads and tied together on every bed post. The soft pillows and ceilings invite you to cuddle up in it. In the middle of the wall on the right side of the bed, a fireplace is embedded. The wood is already stacked and is waiting to be lit. At the head end of the bed on the wall opposite the door there is a hip -high drawer cabinet with a wash basin, on the left of the bed on the wall there is a small bar counter with a fridge with everything you need to mix the cocktails.
Various bottles are on the frame above the counter. Candles are also set up everywhere in the entire room, some on the fireplace, at the washbasin, on the bar, but also in high candlesticks or directly on the floor. Barbara pulls me completely into the room on my wrist and closes the door. «That, dear Susan, is the pearl of my bar. As you can see, ‘more than just a drink’, but does not have to … I have very often received inquiries from guests whether they can mix their drink themselves, whether they can learn from my bartenders, whether I offer courses in mixing.
But my bar is my sanctuary, so I don’t leave anyone behind it that doesn’t really know what he is doing. This is how the idea arose to set up this room here. It is designed for couples who would like to mix themselves and want to be tempted by the lust and the crackling tension that it brings to more. I am sure that you also know a lot of crunchy bartender and have already imagined one or two times what they can do with their hands.
This mood arises here when the first cocktail cherry between the red lips has disappeared, believe me. “Barbara tells me that there are some couples a year who afford this adventure, mix their drinks and then like to stay here. Nobody has never been hung up for breakfast, but all with a blissful smile and hearts in their eyes. She has two couples who treat themselves to this luxury once a month, mainly to spend a child -free but also sparkling night together.
I have to say that I really like the idea and the room, but unfortunately it is probably nothing for me. Firstly, I would have to find a partner and then save quite a bit to be able to afford this luxury. But I cannot deny that only the thought of spending the night here is enormous. My skin tingles and I notice how it gets warm between my thighs. Barbara watches me with her knowing look and then I hear this caramel voice that asks me: «May I invite you to a drink, dear Susan?“Without waiting for my answer, she pulls me to the counter by my hand.
«Cityorgasm, not true?“She whispers in my ear and I already make her to mix the drinks for us. As if out of nowhere, she conjures up a bowl of cocktal cherries (they are not part of this drink at all?) and lets one slowly disappear between her lips. «Do you understand what I mean, Susan? Do you feel it?“How electrified I stand there, look at them with large eyes and slightly opened lips and can only nod weakly.
I have to concentrate on the fact that my soft knees don’t give in. What does this woman do with me? A knowing smile scurries over her lips, she presses a glass in my hand and encounters me. «On an exciting, tingling night, dear Susan. Be my guest today and let yourself be seduced. “I smile back, nod again, nipe on my drink and think again, but this time with a lot of desire and curiosity:« How did I get back into this situation?“Barbara also sips her drink, then puts her glass on the counter, takes another cocktail cherry.
It shouldn’t be the last one for that night. However, this cherry puts them between my lips. The situation is just so exciting that I cannot suppress a soft groan. I close my eyes and let the sweet cherry melt on my tongue. Barbara takes my glass out of my hand and also puts this way. Her left hand summarizes mine, she pulls me close to herself. I feel your other hand on my hip, her lips approach my neck.
Barbara breathes gentle kisses on my collarbone. «Are you ready to let yourself fall, Susan? Do you let me tell you the secret of this room? Do you trust me?“My feelings are pretty crazy right now, I can’t think of a clear thought and the butterflies dance a racy salsa in my stomach. I don’t doubt a second, all your questions with «Yes!” to answer. I smoke at her and let her hug me. I never wanted to get involved with a woman, but this woman, Barbara, doesn’t let go of me anymore.
I want to do everything with her and much more. Barbara’s lips drive up my neck, along my jawbones and finally find my lips. She nibbles on my lower lip first, then I feel her tip of the tongue, which calls for admission into my mouth. What should I do now? Should I get it in? Kiss back? I probably do everything right? Then I notice how I fall. My doubts and thoughts leave me, I turn off my mind and my heart, my feelings and let the pleasure run wild.
And finally I can fully enjoy the touches and kisses of Barbara. I open my lips to her and immediately she takes me in. Our tongues approach and start a wild game together. Now I can no longer keep my hands with me anymore. I grasp them on my hips, my thumb feel the strip of soft warm skin, which lies out between its tight pants and its corsage. Barbara’s hands migrate up from my hip to my waist over my back, my neck to my hair.
Your fingers look for the hair clips and pull them out individually. I feel how strand loosens around strand and falls over my shoulders and back in soft waves. Barbara’s hands continue their exploration tour, stroke my back and find the zipper of my dress. It opens it and the dress falls to the ground. Wherever your fingertips touch me now, my skin tingles as if by many weak electric shocks stimulated. Our kiss becomes more intense and I can hardly keep myself on my feet anymore.
“Just courage, my beautiful, dare to solve the lacing, free my body from his constricting prison,” Barbara asks me. I finger look for the loop on her back and pull at one end. I feel under my hand how the corsage slowly loosens. My fingers are very deaf because of the excitement and get a little tangle at the lacing. But then I make it and the corsage dissolves from Barbara’s body. We loosen from each other, take a little step back so that we can look at each other.
I only in my lace underwear and the high strappy sandals, Barbara in Hautenger, black suede trousers and soft leather boots. Your upper body is freed from any piece of fabric. I am tied up by your sight and bite me excitedly on my lower lip. In front of my eyes Now begins to stroke Barbara over her wonderful breasts, on to her waist, to her hips over her bottom and the legs, then open the zip of her ankle boots and pull them out.
«Would you like to take over the rest, dear Susan?“She asks me. I step towards her, open the button of her pants (I am surprised that I am still bringing this out of sheer excitement) and patrol it over her hip. Now your body is only wrapped in a very scarce black piece of fabric. This woman looks biting, starting with her plump, firm breasts with the stiff nipples to her slim waist, the well -shaped hips and the firm, crispy buttocks to her long well -shaped legs.
I would like to touch her, pick up your fragrance in me, taste your skin. Barbara leads me to the soft bed and asks me to sit down. It inflames all the candles that are distributed in the room, the lamps delete them. Now the room is lit with a warm candlelight. Barbara comes back to me, kneels in front of me and loosens my sandals from my feet. Her hands stroke my legs to her knees, she kisses my thighs to my stomach.
Your finger nesting on my bra closure and now also free my breasts. My nipples are also pointed out, are hard and very excited. I feel her lips on my right chest, then her tongue on my wart before pulling her completely between her lips. I moan, goosebumps over my whole body, in my lap I feel the heat and moisture. Barbara crawls onto the bed, lies next to me, pulls me into her arms and kisses me again.
I feel your body on my chest of chest, her hard nipples, her legs that cling to me. She is just as excited as me. Now I let my hand go on a hike. I drive over your butt and knead your baking a little. She also groans and presses her shame against my leg. I feel your wet, her heat. Barbara turns me on the back, kneels over me, massages my breasts and kisses me passionately.
My hands also cover their breasts, stroke them and twist on their nipples. Barbara kisses deeper, back to my neck, over my breast, my stomach to my shame. She drives her thumbs under the hem of my panties and pulls it off to me. Now I’m lying naked in front of her, excited for the first time and naked in front of a woman. What a feeling. She looks at me, I recognize The pure lust in her eyes.
Then she gets up and strips her panties. I can see the moisture between your thighs. Your shame is completely shaved, in contrast to my Venus hill, where a narrow strip of fine hair can be seen. Then Barbara comes back to me, kneels between my feet and takes up my right foot. She covers my rist with a thousand light kisses and her lips continue to hike, higher to my thighs. Again and again she crashes to my middle, which is now very open to her.
Shortly before her lips touch me there, she puts my leg back and turns to my other. My fingers claw in the fine sheet and I almost pass with lust I want to finally be touched at my pleasure center. Barbara notices my impatience, smiles and says: «Just patience, my beautiful, just patience, I will not disappoint you. “With my left leg begins with kissing on the foot again, then up to my thighs and back, shortly before my shame, she puts my leg down and loosens from me.
What a torture. But then she spreads my thighs a little further, drives her hands under my buttocks, lifts them up, approaches with the tongue of my middle and lets her lightly licking over my clit, who extends his head hard. That is too much for me. My orgasm, who has built up hard in my excitement rolls over me, my pelvis shrugs and cramps, a cry of loosens and I let myself fall.
My juices run out of me and I feel Barbara’s mouth and tongue on mine pussy, who greedily absorb my nectar. It seems that my orgasm doesn’t want to stop, but then I let myself fall back into the pillows. Wow, I’ve never experienced something like that, never felt so deep. But Barbara doesn’t seem to have enough yet. I feel how she penetrates me with a finger, then with a second and a third party.
At the same time, it sucks my clit between her lips and pampers her with her tongue. Again I win and feverly towards the next climax, which is not long in coming, even if it is of course not quite as strong as the first, everything in the shade. Completely exhausted, deeply satisfied and breathing heavily I stay on my back. What an experience, what a pleasure … Barbara lies next to me, reaches for my fingers crawled into the sheet, strokes my stomach and kisses me tenderly.
I can even taste the passion, my taste on your lips. «Well, beautiful Susan? Promised too much?“I melt under her caramel voice, smile and pull her tightly to me. “Wow, Barbara, thank you for this experience, thank you for your tenderness,” I whisper to her. Then we are in silence in our arms for a while. She lets me come to rest, strokes me, breathes a kiss on the parting in between. «Was that your first sexual experience with a woman, Susan?“Then she suddenly asks me.
I tell her that I have only been with men so far and not with too many. Actually, I would have had two real relationships so far, one in teenage age, in which I would have lost my virginity and which was then broken quite abruptly and a slightly longer, very intensive one a few months ago. My friend at the time was then transferred abroad, we had tried it with long -distance relationships, but that didn’t work out.
And I couldn’t have imagined living so far away from home and go with him. Since then I have been alone and actually not so much, I need some time. I ask Barbara how it is with her. From her stories I conclude that Barbara probably did not leave anything in her teenage years. Be it sex, drugs as well alcohol, There were probably various tests of courage and all kinds of challenges in their clique at the time.
But these times are over and since then she has lived alone. Her greatest pride is her bar and that she escaped healthy and clean of her wild youth. She tells me that now there is no time for a relationship with her bar, since she usually opened until late at night, then had to make all the degrees and usually not be at home before 4 a.m. Then of course there is this room, in which you have three to four times a week overnight guests who then wanted to have breakfast, then clean everything again and would have to prepare everything for any new guests, then of course all purchases would be added … Barbaratells me that with a friendly bar owner she is in the same situation as she has an “agreement”.
Friend with certain advantages, so to speak,. They got on very well, physically matched, but when they had tried it with a relationship, the scraps flown on the first day. And plenty of it. Since then they have only shared the bed with each other occasionally, actually quite often, but not more. «Something like today with you has never happened before. I have never used this room before. Everything was just right today, you, your pretty laugh, you, alone, you, you, with your exciting lips on the straw sucking and the chance that the couple who booked the room for today had to cancel at short notice.
“She looks at me from the side with a challenging smile and thinks that it is now to me to mix a stimulating cocktail. With so much talk you get a completely dry mouth. Whether I would like to learn the art of mixing. Only words and yet they excite me so much that it drives me through hot and cold. She leads me back to the bar counter and shows me step by step how I mix the perfect Cityorgasm.
At the end I put a cocktail cherry between my lips and slowly suck it in. She understood that I am ready to take care of her this time. But I’m also very nervous, I don’t really know what to do now. I ask you to help me show me what to do now. «You should try susan, dare, let yourself be guided by your feelings. “She notices my uncertainty and interprets my feelings correctly.
«You are afraid to do something wrong, that’s right? Because I already have experience and you are not?“I nod and notice how a light redness shoots into my face. I remember my first time, he with experience, me without, a disaster. «I have an idea, my sweetness that could take away the fear. “Barbara leads me to the washbasin. «Now I’ll tell you the last secret of this room. “With these words she pulls out the top drawer.
There are all sorts of sensual and erotic objects: a blindfold, narrow silk towels, soft feathers, massage oil, but also some vibrators, plugs, penis rings, … she asks me to connect her eyes and loosely bind her wrists to the upper bed post. So she couldn’t watch me, but then maybe I was a little less inhibited. Through the Tie up she cannot intervene and give me all your trust. This should drive away my shyness, she says.
So it happens that in front of me there is a naked woman on the bed, which is tied to a bed post with a blindfold and both hands on long silk towels. I look at them. Her tight breasts, the excited nipples, the flat stomach, which lifts and lowers slightly, the smooth -shaped shame, which already has a damp step again, the long smooth thighs. I am still wondering about the trust that this woman brings me towards me, but at the same time it excites me a lot and I notice how my step becomes moist again.
I let the massage oil drip on Barbara’s breasts and her stomach. At the moment, her stomach tenses, a moan is fucking out of her lips. They are slightly open and invite you to kiss. My tongue glides gently over her lower lip and then penetrates further into her mouth. A passionate kiss burns. Then I break away again and rub the oil on Barbara’s body, whereby I take the breasts into account and the nipples stimuli.
Another moan, again a passionate kiss. Then I devote myself to your thighs. I spread it lightly and carefully put my hand on her shame. Everything is very soft, delicate, moist and warm. I massage your stomach with the other hand. «Take me, please, search for my pearl and rub it. I melt under your hands, ”Barbara begs. And I like this to her. But first I kneel between her thighs and cheek kisses on her bare Venushügel.
I hear a whimpering that strikes me even more. I lick the delicate skin around her vagina and can smell your fragrance. Then my tongue gently drives into her pleasure grotto, my hands knead her buttocks, Barbara moans and lets herself fall, her juices flow, her moan becomes louder. It is shortly before its climax. I’m now sucking on your clit and knocking with rapid tongue blows. That is too much for Barbara.
She screams her orgasm, twitches her pussy and her nectar runs out of her. What a climax, what a feeling that I have brought it up. Now all my doubts are forgotten. I solve Barbara’s captivation, pull off her blindfold and fall into her arms with a stormy kiss. We kiss closely, both of them, both deeply satisfied and full of trust. Barbara tells me about her just experienced how intensely she experienced it thanks to the connected eyes, how beautiful her orgasm was.
We then slowly slumber, but wake up on this night and then try one or the other toys. I too can enjoy the bonds and the blindfold, really, an indescribable experience. The next morning, after a satisfactory but not very relaxing night, we have breakfast together and then say goodbye with a long, intense kiss. She still takes away the promise that I will contact her if I take a visit to Bern next time and advise me with a wink, then no room to book.
I make my way to my hostel. Let’s see what Beate can tell me about her night …
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