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My parents in Iowa went to London for two weeks and sent for me on 9/26/13 to see the Minnesota Vikings play at Wembley stadium. They had a package deal where I arrive Thursday and go back on Tuesday. The only problem was I was at a different Hotel. After flying all night I got the Heathrow Thursday around noon and got my ride to the hotel. I checked in, contacted my parents and agreed to meet for dinner later. The nice thing about central London was it didn’t take me long to figure out the underground and that you can get within a few blocks of where you are going. After dinner and cocktails with my folks I went back to my room to change.
It was about 9:30 (3:30 PM Minnesota time) when I decided to go to the hotel bar for some wine. I sat at the bar wearing a black leather mini skirt, white button down sweater, nylons and heels to enjoyed a nice glass of wine. There was a well-dressed man two stools to my left, who asked me right after I ordered if I was from America, which I said yes. He tells me he’s from Norway and we started talking as my father’s grandfather was born in Norway, outside of Trondheim. He ordered champagne for the next round as he told me about his country and that he was here to watch American football too. I was surprised that he was a Patriots fan coming from the land of real Vikings. After we finished the champagne he asked if I wanted to make 100 pounds by coming up to his room, which I agreed to with a smile.
The next morning after breakfast, I decided to go out shopping. I put on my black yoga pants, purple top and denim jacket, as I said the underground was easy, two stops and change lines, two stops and walk a block and I’m at Harrods, a bit out of my price range but it was worth looking at the luxury items. After I was done buying gifts for friends and family along with a few souvenirs, I went back to the hotel, dropped my stuff off and went out to find some lunch. I found a pub that offered fish and chips (how British). I got a stool at the bar, ordered a San Miguel’s beer to go with my fish and chips. I went to the bathroom after lunch. I had never seen a unisex bathroom before, there were three full sized doors, 2 with the ladies symbol, one with the male symbol and a half door, I’m going to assume was an urinal. I entered the closest woman’s stall. As I was peeing I noticed a hard cock coming through a hole in the wall between the men’s stall and mine. I didn’t even think twice and I began sucking his cock, it didn’t take long before I was swallowing his cum and I didn’t get a drop on my black pants. He slid a twenty pound note through the hole. I cleaned up and paid my tab and left the pub with a smile on my face.
After lunch and dessert I went back to the hotel and took a nap, showered and was on time to take the bus to Millennium pier for a dinner cruise down the Thames. Open bar and buffet. I even got Randall McDaniel’s autograph on my pass. Damn he’s big in person. I missed getting benchwarmer Bob Lurtsema’s autograph. Between the champagne and wine for the 3 hour cruise I was feeling no pain when I got back to the hotel. I went straight to the bar and hooked up with an American. We went to his room and he offered me 50 pounds to strip and dance for him as he masturbated, when it came time for him to cum he wanted to shoot it on my face. I went back to my room to change and to make sure I got all of his cum off my face. I changed into a short dress and headed back to the bar. As I walked in I saw my Norwegian friend as he was leaving he just signaled for me to follow him to his room and made another 100 pounds.
On Saturday there was to be a block party on Regent Street and they were expecting about 200K people to show up. I heard there were a lot of high-end stores on Regent Street, so I wore a short pleated green and blue plaid skirt with a white blouse and navy blazer, with black shoes, white knee high stockings and white satin panties. The tube to Oxford Circus was packed. I felt a few hands brush against my ass and heard a few camera phones going off behind me while taking the escalators to street level. It was clearly more than 200K people (heard later it was 600K) from all over Europe and the United States. I found myself in the midst of some German’s. I felt one press up against me from behind and felt a bulge in his pants, I rubbed my ass against it and he referred to me as a gore to his two friends as they moved closer, he asked me if I wanted to make some money and of course I said yes. I had a hand under my skirt, pulling on my panties and rubbing my pussy until I was all wet. The three of them lead me to a hotel a couple blocks away, where I discovered that on average, German men have larger cocks. None of them were less than 8” and all were uncut. I spent an hour in there room getting my holes filled. After we were done they each gave me 100 Euro’s. I put my panties in my purse and went back to the street party.
As I made my way through the crowd, I felt someone put his hand under my skirt and I spun around and said that’ll cost you, he replied how much and without thinking I said 200, he wanted to know what he could do for 200 and I said whatever he wanted, that was a mistake. We took the tube to his place and he fucked my pussy for about 20 minutes before cumming, he had me suck his cock until he was hard again and he fucked my ass until he came again, then he had me suck his cock until he got hard and came in my mouth, he told me to get him hard again and he jacked off on my face, In three hours he came 4 times and paid me 200 pounds. I took the tube back to my hotel, cleaned up and took a nap. When I woke up I got dressed and had a small meal for dinner before getting dressed to go out.
As it was Saturday night I decided to go to another hotel, a more upscale one. I wore a black lace cowlneck dress I got at Victoria’s Secret, a pair of black lace top nylons, held up by a black lace garter belt and black lace panties with a pair of double strapped 4” pumps. I took a taxi to the Landmark London Hotel and went to the Mirror bar which I had heard makes some of the best drinks in London. I found an empty seat at the bar and ordered a gin martini, a bit pricey but it was the best ever, it was also the last one I would buy that evening. I was sitting next to a very distinguished looking gentleman in his 50’s who started up a conversation with me about martini’s. He told me the next one would be on him and he would order a top shelf one for me. After 20 minutes we were both ready for a second one, he ordered them and asked that they be delivered over to a table that just opened up. He escorted me over to a table with his hand on the small of my back that slid down when we got to the table. We took the inside seats near the mirror. He was right, the martini was better than the first, so smooth I could drink them all night, which I did. Around midnight he asked if I wanted to go to his room and I said yes, when we got inside of his room he pulled out his wallet and laid 500 pounds on the dresser. I got on my knees and started to undress him, removing his belt and undoing his pants, pulling them and his boxers to the floor. His dick sprang up and I started to lick it and suck it. After a few minutes he had me stand up and told me to remove my dress, I had him untie the center back tie and I let the straps slide off my shoulders and stepped out of my dress. He put his hand between my legs and started to rub my pussy through my panties, his finger parting my swollen lips and rubbing on my harden clit, getting my panties soaking wet. He pulled my panties down and knelt in front of me and began licking my clit, making my legs so weak I had to hold onto his head, pulling it closer as I started cumming. He stood up and told me to bend over and hold onto the dresser. He shoved his hard cock deep into me with ease and fucked me hard until we both came. He picked up my panties to keep and told me to take my money and go now. I put my dress on and folded the money and put it in my clutch and left, I didn’t even get a chance to clean up. I straightened my hair up and went and caught a taxi, I could feel both of our juices oozing from my pussy as I sat in the taxi running down between my ass cheeks. When I got out of the taxi I could feel it starting to run down my inner thigh, I took the stairs instead of the elevator to my room as it made me feel so slutty. I cleaned up in my room and hand washed my nylons before going to bed naked.
Sunday was game day, I had to take a coach to Wembley stadium at 1:00 and find my parents. They let us in at 3:00 and we went to the Atrium lounge for food and drink. It was a good game, at half time back to the Atrium for more food and free drinks. The Vikings finally won their first game (barely) and we went back to the Atrium for more drinks. My parents took a different coach back to their hotel and I stayed for two more drinks. When I got back the hotel bar was already closed so I went upstairs and changed into a pair of yoga shorts, with pantyhose, a mesh top with a jacket over it and went to a nearby pub to continue partying. I joined a group of guys for Minnesota who were just as drunk, recognizing some from the stadium. They had all became silent when I noticed my jacket had opened up showing off my tits with my hard nipples poking through the mesh. I just smiled and one of them said he knew a pub nearby where we could have some privacy in a back room as our table was next to the window and anyone passing by could see in. I buttoned my jacket up and followed them to a pub that did have a backroom upstairs. When we got there I just removed my jacket and it didn’t take long for them to start groping me, even the bartender joined in by taking off her top. While the bartender and I were kissing each other the 5 guys were pulling the rest of our clothes off, while we got on our knees and continued to kiss and caress each other’s breasts as the guys jacked off and shot their cum all over our faces and tits, which we cleaned off of each other. After the guys left, she locked up the upstairs and the two of us, kissed some more before we 69’d each other until we were both exhausted from coming.
I had to get back to the hotel as I had to be at the train station by 6 AM for a day trip to Paris. The trip was very fast paced, on a bus, on a boat, up the Eiffel, lunch, see buildings and the Louvre before getting back on the Eurostar to London. There was another woman on the train for the tour that was in my hotel and I met up with her in the bar car. I order some wine and it surprised me to see it come in an aluminum bottle with a twist off, like beer. After a couple bottles which held about 12 ounces I started drinking straight from the bottle as she was also. We were both pretty drunk when we got to the hotel and went to my room where had a hot passionate night before passing out in each other’s arms.
The next morning we both checked out, went to the airport to catch our separate flights home and I find out at the airport my job had been furloughed because of the government shutdown. Maybe I should have titled this “American Whore in London”
It was about 9:30 (3:30 PM Minnesota time) when I decided to go to the hotel bar for some wine. I sat at the bar wearing a black leather mini skirt, white button down sweater, nylons and heels to enjoyed a nice glass of wine. There was a well-dressed man two stools to my left, who asked me right after I ordered if I was from America, which I said yes. He tells me he’s from Norway and we started talking as my father’s grandfather was born in Norway, outside of Trondheim. He ordered champagne for the next round as he told me about his country and that he was here to watch American football too. I was surprised that he was a Patriots fan coming from the land of real Vikings. After we finished the champagne he asked if I wanted to make 100 pounds by coming up to his room, which I agreed to with a smile.
The next morning after breakfast, I decided to go out shopping. I put on my black yoga pants, purple top and denim jacket, as I said the underground was easy, two stops and change lines, two stops and walk a block and I’m at Harrods, a bit out of my price range but it was worth looking at the luxury items. After I was done buying gifts for friends and family along with a few souvenirs, I went back to the hotel, dropped my stuff off and went out to find some lunch. I found a pub that offered fish and chips (how British). I got a stool at the bar, ordered a San Miguel’s beer to go with my fish and chips. I went to the bathroom after lunch. I had never seen a unisex bathroom before, there were three full sized doors, 2 with the ladies symbol, one with the male symbol and a half door, I’m going to assume was an urinal. I entered the closest woman’s stall. As I was peeing I noticed a hard cock coming through a hole in the wall between the men’s stall and mine. I didn’t even think twice and I began sucking his cock, it didn’t take long before I was swallowing his cum and I didn’t get a drop on my black pants. He slid a twenty pound note through the hole. I cleaned up and paid my tab and left the pub with a smile on my face.
After lunch and dessert I went back to the hotel and took a nap, showered and was on time to take the bus to Millennium pier for a dinner cruise down the Thames. Open bar and buffet. I even got Randall McDaniel’s autograph on my pass. Damn he’s big in person. I missed getting benchwarmer Bob Lurtsema’s autograph. Between the champagne and wine for the 3 hour cruise I was feeling no pain when I got back to the hotel. I went straight to the bar and hooked up with an American. We went to his room and he offered me 50 pounds to strip and dance for him as he masturbated, when it came time for him to cum he wanted to shoot it on my face. I went back to my room to change and to make sure I got all of his cum off my face. I changed into a short dress and headed back to the bar. As I walked in I saw my Norwegian friend as he was leaving he just signaled for me to follow him to his room and made another 100 pounds.
On Saturday there was to be a block party on Regent Street and they were expecting about 200K people to show up. I heard there were a lot of high-end stores on Regent Street, so I wore a short pleated green and blue plaid skirt with a white blouse and navy blazer, with black shoes, white knee high stockings and white satin panties. The tube to Oxford Circus was packed. I felt a few hands brush against my ass and heard a few camera phones going off behind me while taking the escalators to street level. It was clearly more than 200K people (heard later it was 600K) from all over Europe and the United States. I found myself in the midst of some German’s. I felt one press up against me from behind and felt a bulge in his pants, I rubbed my ass against it and he referred to me as a gore to his two friends as they moved closer, he asked me if I wanted to make some money and of course I said yes. I had a hand under my skirt, pulling on my panties and rubbing my pussy until I was all wet. The three of them lead me to a hotel a couple blocks away, where I discovered that on average, German men have larger cocks. None of them were less than 8” and all were uncut. I spent an hour in there room getting my holes filled. After we were done they each gave me 100 Euro’s. I put my panties in my purse and went back to the street party.
As I made my way through the crowd, I felt someone put his hand under my skirt and I spun around and said that’ll cost you, he replied how much and without thinking I said 200, he wanted to know what he could do for 200 and I said whatever he wanted, that was a mistake. We took the tube to his place and he fucked my pussy for about 20 minutes before cumming, he had me suck his cock until he was hard again and he fucked my ass until he came again, then he had me suck his cock until he got hard and came in my mouth, he told me to get him hard again and he jacked off on my face, In three hours he came 4 times and paid me 200 pounds. I took the tube back to my hotel, cleaned up and took a nap. When I woke up I got dressed and had a small meal for dinner before getting dressed to go out.
As it was Saturday night I decided to go to another hotel, a more upscale one. I wore a black lace cowlneck dress I got at Victoria’s Secret, a pair of black lace top nylons, held up by a black lace garter belt and black lace panties with a pair of double strapped 4” pumps. I took a taxi to the Landmark London Hotel and went to the Mirror bar which I had heard makes some of the best drinks in London. I found an empty seat at the bar and ordered a gin martini, a bit pricey but it was the best ever, it was also the last one I would buy that evening. I was sitting next to a very distinguished looking gentleman in his 50’s who started up a conversation with me about martini’s. He told me the next one would be on him and he would order a top shelf one for me. After 20 minutes we were both ready for a second one, he ordered them and asked that they be delivered over to a table that just opened up. He escorted me over to a table with his hand on the small of my back that slid down when we got to the table. We took the inside seats near the mirror. He was right, the martini was better than the first, so smooth I could drink them all night, which I did. Around midnight he asked if I wanted to go to his room and I said yes, when we got inside of his room he pulled out his wallet and laid 500 pounds on the dresser. I got on my knees and started to undress him, removing his belt and undoing his pants, pulling them and his boxers to the floor. His dick sprang up and I started to lick it and suck it. After a few minutes he had me stand up and told me to remove my dress, I had him untie the center back tie and I let the straps slide off my shoulders and stepped out of my dress. He put his hand between my legs and started to rub my pussy through my panties, his finger parting my swollen lips and rubbing on my harden clit, getting my panties soaking wet. He pulled my panties down and knelt in front of me and began licking my clit, making my legs so weak I had to hold onto his head, pulling it closer as I started cumming. He stood up and told me to bend over and hold onto the dresser. He shoved his hard cock deep into me with ease and fucked me hard until we both came. He picked up my panties to keep and told me to take my money and go now. I put my dress on and folded the money and put it in my clutch and left, I didn’t even get a chance to clean up. I straightened my hair up and went and caught a taxi, I could feel both of our juices oozing from my pussy as I sat in the taxi running down between my ass cheeks. When I got out of the taxi I could feel it starting to run down my inner thigh, I took the stairs instead of the elevator to my room as it made me feel so slutty. I cleaned up in my room and hand washed my nylons before going to bed naked.
Sunday was game day, I had to take a coach to Wembley stadium at 1:00 and find my parents. They let us in at 3:00 and we went to the Atrium lounge for food and drink. It was a good game, at half time back to the Atrium for more food and free drinks. The Vikings finally won their first game (barely) and we went back to the Atrium for more drinks. My parents took a different coach back to their hotel and I stayed for two more drinks. When I got back the hotel bar was already closed so I went upstairs and changed into a pair of yoga shorts, with pantyhose, a mesh top with a jacket over it and went to a nearby pub to continue partying. I joined a group of guys for Minnesota who were just as drunk, recognizing some from the stadium. They had all became silent when I noticed my jacket had opened up showing off my tits with my hard nipples poking through the mesh. I just smiled and one of them said he knew a pub nearby where we could have some privacy in a back room as our table was next to the window and anyone passing by could see in. I buttoned my jacket up and followed them to a pub that did have a backroom upstairs. When we got there I just removed my jacket and it didn’t take long for them to start groping me, even the bartender joined in by taking off her top. While the bartender and I were kissing each other the 5 guys were pulling the rest of our clothes off, while we got on our knees and continued to kiss and caress each other’s breasts as the guys jacked off and shot their cum all over our faces and tits, which we cleaned off of each other. After the guys left, she locked up the upstairs and the two of us, kissed some more before we 69’d each other until we were both exhausted from coming.
I had to get back to the hotel as I had to be at the train station by 6 AM for a day trip to Paris. The trip was very fast paced, on a bus, on a boat, up the Eiffel, lunch, see buildings and the Louvre before getting back on the Eurostar to London. There was another woman on the train for the tour that was in my hotel and I met up with her in the bar car. I order some wine and it surprised me to see it come in an aluminum bottle with a twist off, like beer. After a couple bottles which held about 12 ounces I started drinking straight from the bottle as she was also. We were both pretty drunk when we got to the hotel and went to my room where had a hot passionate night before passing out in each other’s arms.
The next morning we both checked out, went to the airport to catch our separate flights home and I find out at the airport my job had been furloughed because of the government shutdown. Maybe I should have titled this “American Whore in London”
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