13 comments/ 168623 views/ 11 favorites Cycling Can Be Fun By: JANAMARIE The hills were getting a lot steeper as the road stretched before me. I had left the little city at the foot of the mountains a few hours ago and hadn't traveled more than a few miles since. Damn, this getting older sucks. It wasn't that many years ago I would have considered these hills as mere bumps in the road and now I was puffing up a storm with the bike in its next to lowest gear. My plan was to ride until dark, at which time I would have traveled close to sixty miles although at the rate I was going would be lucky to make a fraction of that. My entire plan was to cycle for the next month from Munich, Germany over to Vienna, Austria making a ton of side trips along the way to see anything of interest. The country road surface out of Munich was excellent but narrow and without bike lanes, which made riding a little treacherous in any kind of traffic. Well, at least the weather was nice. My saddlebags straddling the rear wheel held a great little two-man nylon tent along with three days of clothes and I had a sleeping foam in a plastic bag tied to my handlebars. It was my hope to be able to camp out most nights, only staying in hostels in bad weather or when my body odor was so bad I not only needed a shower but also deserved one! This trip was one I had dreamed about for a few years. I went right into college after high school and now that I had my degree and wanted to see part of the world before becoming entrenched in the day to day existence of the corporate world. Our local cycling club arranged for me to rent a bike in Munich and drop it off in Vienna a month later. The price was reasonable and they promised a nearly new bike. The flights from Newark to Paris and then over to Munich went off without a hitch with the exception of I can't sleep on overnight flights. I looked around the plane and people were zonked out and snoring up a storm everywhere I but not me. Consequently, I must have looked like hell going through Charles de Gaulle airport in Paris going from one gate to the next to catch my connecting flight to Munich. I knew beforehand this was going to be a problem so I had reserved a room at the airport motel in Munich with plans to sack out there on my day of arrival and not get going on my trip until the following morning. I was able to get a shuttle into town to pick up the bike that afternoon so I was ready first thing the next day to start my odyssey. I am a fairly athletic guy who works out a few times a week. I have my own apartment in Saddle River N. J.. Saddle River has the reputation of only being for the rich and well-known but I'm living proof that isn't true. My folks passed away while I was in college and left me with enough to finish school, rent a decent apartment and get started with a career. An understanding company who agreed I wouldn't have to start work for a couple of months after graduation recruited me in my junior year of school. Hence, my bicycle tour of a part of Germany and over to Austria. Oh, one other thing ... I don't speak any language other than English; and some of my professors would say I wasn't too well qualified even in it! The first few days by went without any trouble at all other than I wasn't making the kind of mileage I had thought I would. No problem; I had a whole month and even that could be extended a bit if need be. I was able to manage the small hills with some ease but the backcountry roads gave me a bit of trouble. They were narrow and the road surface wasn't as good as it was near Munich. Salzburg, Austria lay ahead but I wanted to make a side trip to see the town of Berchtesgaden, the town Hitler and his cronies made so famous. There was a bus trip up the mountain I wanted to take to see the actual building he used while in residence. The way the driver handled the curves on the bus trip up the mountain left the passengers a little breathless but I just resigned myself to the fact he had made the trip a thousand times and I was fairly certain he didn't have a death wish. The tour of the place was very interesting and the polished brass lined elevator sort of gave you the chills when you realized Hitler had ridden in the exact same car. Anyway, it was a worthwhile side trip. They only allow the tour busses on the road up to it and the road is so narrow they make it one way for a period of time and then reverse it. The busses would never be able to pass each other if they didn't use that system. Back at the parking plaza I retrieved my bike and headed out to my next stop ... Salzburg, Austria of The Sound of Music fame. I crossed the border between the two countries with no more of a fuss than we would experience going from one state to the other back home. The hills were now a lot steeper and since bikes aren't allowed on the Autobahn, I had to stick with the rural roads but that wasn't a problem for I really enjoyed them more. I got a better feeling of the life styles of the locals as I passed within a stones throw of them and their homes. I was pedaling my butt off up one rather steep hill and as I crested the hill there was a female cyclist off on the shoulder of the road in some obvious difficulty. She must have hit something hard for her front wheel was bent way out of shape. I stopped and asked if I could be of any help. She spoke English very well but with a slight German accent. When I asked her how she spoke it so well she answered that school kids in Germany must take English as a second language and then her mother had to speak it on her job and that was all they spoke around the house so she would learn it even better. She, like me, was a recent college graduate and, again like me, had promised herself a bike tour of the same part of Europe as I had. Her name was Cornelia, Connie for short, and lived in Munich with her mother. She was twenty-two and a very pretty gal with what appeared to be a magnificent figure. My name is Bill, but she preferred Villy. It's a German thing. I HATE Villy but I didn't want to start this relationship off on the wrong foot so I bit my tongue. After removing the front wheel I thought I could get it back to somewhat round and flat with the aid of my spoke tightener and a little brute force. It would at least enable her to ride it down to the next town where she could get it professionally straightened or replaced. One thing about bicycling in Europe is that with the popularity of bikes, there are a ton of repair shops. By the time I got the wheel off and partially straightened it was almost dark. Like me, Connie was traveling on the cheap and had a tent and a couple of bags of clothes strapped to her rear luggage rack. I suggested we walk the bikes over the crest of the hill and down to where there was a copse of trees that looked like a good place to pitch our tents. It would give us some privacy and protection from the wind. A half-hour later the tents were up and we were sitting out in front of them simply looking at the stars and just making conversation about all we had done in our lives so far. We munched on some of the goodies we had stored in our knapsacks and then sacked out around ten and I slept the night through with no trouble. She was up at the crack of dawn and was embarrassed she had to go off a ways into the woods to handle a call from nature. When I saw her coming through the trees she had let her blonde hair down from the bun she had it tied into the day before and it was swishing back and forth from one side of her face to the other. Talk about good looking, she was it in spades. "Connie, I need to do more work on the wheel before you will be able to ride it very far." "OK, no problem. I'll just look around." she replied. I spent another half-hour bending and tightening until the wheel was at least halfway straight and wouldn't hit the front fork as it rotated. She got up on the bike and rode around in a few small circles to see if it could be ridden. We both agreed it was OK as long as she went very slowly and didn't hit anything on the road. Sure enough there were at least three bike shops in the first major block we came to. The first one gave her the bad news that the rim couldn't be straightened to the point where it would be safe or satisfactory. He could offer her a choice of a brand new one or a used one for half the price. One used wheel coming up. An hour later we were on the road again. Sometime during the time we had already been together we had decided to travel together for awhile. We had each planned our trips separately and were surprised how closely they matched one another's. Traveling together was the smartest thing either of us could have chosen. Every time we came across a scenic vista we would stop and share the enjoyment. It wouldn't have been half as enjoyable if we didn't have anyone to turn to and share in the beauty of the place we were looking at. Meals were another matter. Any time we were near a town, breakfast would consist of rolls and coffee, lunches would be a chunk of cheese and water but dinners were the best. We had gotten very good at choosing great wursts (sausages) from many of the small local cafes. Coupled with a big glass of beer and we were fine. If we could maintain that level of expenditure for food we would be in fantastic shape. I had allocated two hundred and fifty Euro's for food for the month and her budget was three hundred. At the rate we were going we would both be way under. About our third night together we started to pitch our tents when the rain started. Mine was all the way up and she had just gotten hers out of the bag. I finished quickly and yelled for her to come on in with me until the rain stopped. There was plenty of room in mine for two with a small rain awning over the front opening. Well, the rain didn't stop and it appeared if had no intention of stopping about the time we were ready to sack out. She was able to reach out and drag her tent bag over close to us and pull her foam sleeping pad out of the bag. It was warm enough that we didn't need any sleeping bags or blankets and as long as we had the high-density foam sleeping pads we would be fine. "Villy, are you going to be good boy tonight?" She asked. ... or something like that. I made the motion of grabbing her and made a kissing motion and raised my shoulders in a questioning fashion. She got laughing so hard I thought she would need to go out in the rain to relieve herself but all I said was, "Ja." I figured turn about was fair play and pointed at her and raised my shoulders in a question. Once again she got laughing and said, "Ja, Ich ben sehr gut" Something about "Yes, I'll be very good." I guess she figured if she said it in a language I didn't understand she couldn't be held to it. Fine with me. We unrolled out sleeping foams and down we went. I awoke just before dawn and found that sometime during the night we had each moved a hand to hold one of the others. It was sweet. When she awoke I was half-awake and could feel her take her hand from mine and then when I awoke completely she acted as if it had never happened. I said, "Connie, we were holding hands while we were sleeping." She blushed from her hairline to her neck. I "tsk- tsked" and pulled her over and gave her a little kiss on the tip of her nose and then leaned back and released her hand. We each had a big smile for the other. The rain had stopped during the night so we took down my tent and got everything wrapped up again and made our way to the little village we had seen listed on the road signs. We found a wonderful little bakery shop right in the center of town that also sold coffee. Two cups of coffee and a couple of fantastic sweet rolls and we were set as far as breakfast was concerned. Before leaving the village we also found a little food shop that had a dairy case with a few different kinds of cheese. Connie picked out a couple while I went over to the rack and pulled down a bottle of red wine. I held it in the air and she squealed in agreement. Once the cheese and wine were safely tucked into my saddlebags we were set for lunch as well. The road was getting more hilly as we went along and we were each puffing away after one long steady climb. We stopped part way up the hill and she was pointing over my shoulder, "Look" was all she said. I turned in the direction of her arm to see one of the prettiest sights imaginable. We had been climbing gradually but steadily for the last day or so and were now a good ways up a big hill and the view was magnificent. The valley below seemed a million miles away with one of the towns we must have pedaled through standing out like a beacon. It really was breathtaking. When I turned to her she wasn't looking at the scenery but her beautiful blue eyes were looking at me. Catching her looking at me that way embarrassed her and she quickly turned her face. The road was getting very twisty and even more hilly and I finally had to force a stop for a pee break. She was riding in front of me and I yelled "Halt." She screeched to a stop and I coasted up to her but couldn't quite figure out on how to tell her what I wanted to do and I didn't feel like going through a pantomime motion. I dropped the kickstand on my bike held up both of my hands with the palms towards her in the universal signal to STOP and went up into the trees and let go against one of the huge pines in the surrounding forest. When I got back to the bikes she was nowhere to be seen but her bike was there. A few minutes later she came back in the opposite direction from where I went and we both got laughing again. God she was fun to be with. We stopped a little ways up the road for lunch but I had second thoughts about the wine. The road was getting a lot more curvy and we had come across a few cars traveling it with us and they were none too careful. I handed my knife to Connie for her to cut us up some cheese I took the bottle and said "Nein" and then, "Connie, it will make us drunk and we can't have that on this road." "Ja, no wine now. Later." It was my turn for a little German. "Ja, Fraulein." Almost exhausting my German vocabulary. She roared. We were going to actually make one of our destinations when we said we would. Salzburg is a quaint town but the guidebook told us that most of the movie wasn't shot there but it did point out the scenes that were. That meant nothing to Connie for she had never even heard of the movie. No matter, I enjoyed it. Sleeping tonight was going to be in a hostel. Showers and a chance to wash our dirty skivvies! The proprietor warned us that crime was a bit of a problem and that we ought to take our bikes indoors and he wouldn't mind if we took them up to our room. Yes, our room! Singular if you noticed. We each carried our bikes up to the second floor room and chained them up, even in the room. Dinner that night was at a nearby bistro serving all kids of schnitzel at reasonable prices. We treated ourselves to a nice dinner and a few schnapps. When we went to our room and then found the community bath and raced each other to see who would get the first shower. I let her win, not because she needed it but I was being the perfect gentleman. After all, we were going to be sharing the room and Lord knows where that would lead. Enough said. The bath was only a few doors down the hall and she was back in a little while with her hair still wet and wearing a pair of sweat pants and T-shirt. I couldn't take my eyes off the T-shirt, it was obvious she had nothing on under it. I almost ran to the bath and took one of the fastest showers ever. I was back in the room wearing a fresh pair of Jeans and a T-shirt. I was no sooner in the room and had locked the door behind me when she handed me a glass of wine ...the wine we had delayed drinking that afternoon. There was still a little cheese left from lunch so we sat there nibbling on the cheese and sipping our wine. Much of the time was spent chatting about what we had done that day and what we hoped tomorrow would bring. It wasn't long before the bottle was giving forth its last. We sipped it even slower before finally acknowledging it was finished. I lowered my glass and stood and then moved in front of her and reached down and took her hand and urged her to stand. She followed my lead and was soon in front of me when I leaned over and let my lips caress hers while my hands circled her back and pulled her to me. She responded exactly as I had hope she would. She threw her arms around the back of my neck and pulled me hard against her breasts. I figured I ought to go for it and I reached down to her waist and held the bottom of her T- shirt and lifted it up and over her head. God, was I ever right! Her breasts were magnificent. I lowered my face to them and took a nipple between my lips and let my tongue just play with it. She quickly had a hand behind my head and holding it right where I was. She hooked a finger in the waistband of her sweat pants and pulled them down and off while I was pulling off my own T-shirt and dropping my jeans to the floor. I took her by the hand and led her to the lower bunk. Yes, the hostel didn't provide anything other than single beds and they were camp style ... one above the other. Absolutely no problem. We sat side by side and she reached behind my head and pulled our faces together. She had unbelievably sweet tasting lips. The wine still lingered on them and that made them taste even sweeter. I gently pushed her back on the bed and let my mouth fall on her breasts again. She had large nipples and they were now as hard as could be. I couldn't get over the firmness of her breasts. I used to have a gal friend who had huge tits but when she lay on her back they would disappear alongside of her chest; almost to the point they were under her armpits but when she was standing they were lovely. Connie's seemed to stand as proud when she was lying on her back as when she was standing. They were magnificent. By now my cock was hard as a board and as she looked down at my crotch it was the first time she had seen it standing at attention. All she said was, "Mein Gott. You are so big." "All the better to please you with my dear." Using a take off on Goldilocks that she didn't understand. I let my hand run down to her pussy and let my fingers explore it looking for her clit. It wasn't long before I had the sheath slid back and the nub between my fingers. I could hear her breathing getting faster and she was moving her hips from side to side in the narrow bunk. My lips were locked to her nipple and she had one hand on the back of my head and the other resting on the back of my hand playing with her pussy. It wasn't long before she was throwing her hips high in the air and the soft sounds she had been making had turned into a little moan. She was breathing through clenched teeth and her mouth was forming a tight O as she made that noise. I knew she was close and I raised up and positioned the head of my cock in front of her pussy lips and pushed in just a little. Her sudden breath intake could have been heard in the next room and it was going to get louder as I pushed in further. She was breathing faster and faster with each inch I buried until I was in to the hilt and her breaths were coming in huge gasps. "Villy, Ich liebst du." She moaned. ("Villy, I love you").... It seems she reverts to her native language whenever she gets excited. I didn't say a word but started to thrust slow and deep. I would pull almost all the way out before driving it in to the hilt and kept that up but kept getting faster with every few strokes. It wasn't long before she had her legs up around my back and her arms wrapped tightly around my shoulders as she exploded. Her legs went straight up in the air and she was throwing her hips up so high and hard it was all I could do to stay in the saddle. She pulled my face to hers and locked our lips together with her tongue halfway down my throat. Wow, this gal has an orgasm to end all orgasms. But, I still hadn't had one. Cycling Can Be Fun As she came down from her high I let my face bury between her breasts. I had one on each side of my face only lifting my mouth every now and then to suck on a nipple. That seemed to turn her on again and her breathing became faster with huge inhales. "Villy, I have never put a cock in my mouth. I have seen some porn movies where the girl did it but I never did. It looked to me as if the guy enjoyed it and I will do it for you if you will tell me how." "Connie. I would love to be your first. It won't be hard. The first thing you need to do is to get me hard and you can do that by holding my cock with your hand and then letting your tongue run up and down the sides of it. You can then move your mouth to the head of it and let your tongue roll around there. There are a ton of things you could do to excite me even more but for now all you have to do is to take the head of my cock in your mouth and then see how much of the shaft you can get in. You can then let your tongue just play around the tip of it while you are sliding your mouth up and down on it. You can let a hand ride on the part of my shaft you aren't able to get into your mouth. When I am ready to come you have a choice of letting it come in your mouth or pulling your mouth off of it and then just jerking my cock until it explodes. That will be up to you." She then twisted herself from under me and moved around until her face was directly over the head of my pulsing cock. She opened her mouth and was able to get the head in her mouth but not much of my shaft. No problem, she had her tongue working the head of my cock for all it was worth while her hand was riding my shaft up and down fast and furious. Hell, this wasn't going to last but another minute and sure enough I soon had a hand on the back of her head and pulling it down on me as deep as she could manage without choking her and that warm feeling was starting deep inside of me. I must have started moaning for she started to go at my cock even wilder than she had been. I was soon spewing a long warm stream of come down her throat with some of it filling her mouth as she let her mouth rise and fall from the head of my cock. She stayed right there and milked every drop out of me she could and as far as I could tell swallowed every drop. "Did I do it right Villy?" she asked. "Villy, in case you are wondering I have only had sex with one other guy. He was my boyfriend all through school and we did it the night of my graduation party. We only did it once more after that before I went off to school in Stuttgart. So, I really don't have very much experience." "You did it perfectly honey and your lack of experience is just fine." Holy shit, I couldn't remember ever having had such a great piece of ass. Besides being drop- dead gorgeous with a body to die for, she made love as if it was going to be the last time she ever did and wanted to put her all into it. The rest of the night went about the same. It was an absolute wonder either of us could get up in the morning. But to tell the truth, the concierge told us that check out time was eleven AM and I think we just made it with a few minutes to spare. In the morning we dragged our bikes and ourselves downstairs and then pedaled slowly around the town. We hadn't seen much of it the previous afternoon so we took in as much of it as we could before heading out in the direction of Vienna. Our behavior during our tour of Salzburg that morning was like honeymooners strolling hand in hand anytime we were off our bikes. Leaving Salzburg we were once again on the rural roads and the scenery was magnificent but the hills were a little tough. Perhaps it was the level of exercise of the previous night's activities that had us a little weary! The weather left a lot to be desired over the course of the next several days. Rain, rain and more rain. We both had rain suits but it still made for some poor cycling. Each morning we hoped for the best only to see more rain. Finally, we awoke to a clear blue sky. Praise the Lord. That afternoon had us in a lovely little valley with a stream running through it far below the level of the roadway. It was the perfect spot for stopping for the night and Connie went down closer to the stream to see if there was a decent spot to pitch the tent. Yes, 'tent' is now singular. The camping spot was ideal. Protected by the trees and a great flat area for a small campfire with a stream close by for cleaning up. We spent a little while gathering a few armloads of kindling and larger logs for the fire and then pitched the tent and spread out the ground cloth from her smaller tent to sit on while we rehashed the day. I couldn't imagine life getting any better than this. We decided to call it a night close to eleven and the moon was out and lighting up our camp spot as if it were a searchlight shinning down directly on only us. As I was kissing her I pulled her over on top of me to let her lower herself on my cock and ride it as deep, hard and as fast as she wanted. She positioned herself over the head of me and just lowered herself down a few inches. I could feel her pussy lips part and hear her gasp and then she almost let herself fall the entire length of my cock until it was in to the hilt. All I could hear as she was going through that was one loud long exhale as it parted the walls of her vagina deep within her. She rode me as if I were a bucking bronco at a rodeo. She had her hands resting on my chest to steady herself and then rode me hard. This time it was me who was exploding first. Damn, I wanted to wait but couldn't hold back. I squirted a long stream deep inside of her and all she could say was "Yes Villy, I could feel you shooting deep inside of me. It's my turn now." With that she began to move ever faster with me having a hand on each of her breasts and massaging her tits as she rode me. It was only a minute later when she was letting out her little wolf howl and I could feel the tightening of the walls of her vagina on my cock. Her orgasms do as much for me as they do for her. Sleep came very easy that night but the night wasn't without excitement. Sometime after we had dozed off I heard some voices outside of the tent. It sounded as if they were trying to be quiet but also needed to talk to each other. The campfire was still burning nicely and I could see through the screen mosquito netting on the side of the front entrance to the tent there were at least three guys out there. I covered Connie's mouth with my hand and whispered for her to dig out her cell phone and call the police. A few seconds later the flap covering the front entrance was thrown back and the light from a flashlight was probing the inside of the tent. They let go with a string of German and Connie gasped. "Villy, they are saying they are going to rape me." "Let the bastards try." The leader had knelt and was reaching inside while muttering something and Connie said, "He wants you outside." "Oh does he now? Let's see about that. Connie, I hope you have already called the police." She stammered and stuttered, "Ja, Ja, they are coming." I gave a mighty kick and drove the asshole back out through the front flap. I scrambled after him and upon reaching the fire grabbed the cool end of a log about three inches in diameter. The other end was blazing away as I pulled it from the fire. I lunged at the guy pushing the flaming end of the log directly at his face. His beard and hair caught on fire and he screamed to high heaven. Out of the corner of my eyes I could see one of the other guys making a move on me and I made one sweeping turn and let him also taste the flaming end of the log. His screams could have been heard in Munich. The third guy turned and ran up the hill to where their car must have been and he was yelling something to his buddies. "Connie, what is he yelling?" "He is yelling for his friends to come back to the car." We saw the patrol car going past our spot and I reached in and got the guys flashlight and shown it in circles in the air. The cops turned and were with us in a few minutes. They had grabbed the guy getting into their car and came back down the hill and rounded up the other two. The first one I had burned was in for some serious trouble. The burning log not only burned his beard and hair but also had poked his left eye deep and had burned the whole eyeball. He was going to lose that eye and perhaps the sight of the other one as well. "Connie, pull on some clothes." I ordered and she had a huge inhalation of breath as she had forgotten she was nude. It took a few minutes to explain what had happened and the police couldn't have been more understanding. One of them spoke perfect English and got me aside and said, "Too bad you didn't do all three of them. We have had a problem with these guys for some time but never could catch them in the act and the victims were always too embarrassed to talk about it. We owe you." "Sarge, let me pull on my jeans while we are talking OK?" "I was wondering how long it was going to be before you were complaining about the cold." He joked. He continued, "Folks, I am afraid you are going to have to appear before the judge in the morning and give him your testimony. We will have written it up just as you told us so it won't be a big deal. I feel certain he will let you get back on your tour in a few hours as long as he feels he can get in touch with you if he needs to." "What about the guys I burned?" I asked. "Oh, the two you connected with will be in a hospital a few minutes from now and then brought to the station with the third guy in the morning." The English-speaking policeman replied. That morning we packed up and rode into the nearby town to the police station and met up with the officers who had been with us during the night. The courthouse, such as it was, was right next door to the police station. The English speaking one went over with us and accompanied us up to the courtroom. The judge was just what I would have imagined for a judge in this part of the world. ... Silver white hair and a black robe with a starched white shirt under the robe. He spoke no English so we were fortunate to have the policeman with us. There was a lot of banter between the two of them and the cop told us to take a seat. He left the room to return in a little while with the prisoners. They were in handcuffs and were wearing prison jumpsuits with two of them heavily bandaged. The policeman rattled off a long string of German and the judge responded and said something directly to them. They answered him one at a time and the judge sort of clapped his hands one time. The cop told me the prisoners had admitted their part of the threatened crime and they understood why I had burned them in defense of my girlfriend. The judge gave out with another long string of German and Connie leaned over to me and whispered, "He is telling them they will be held for a sentencing session to be held next week. He has appointed a lawyer for them until they can get their own." The policemen then ushered the two prisoners out and the judge faced us as the only three in the room. He turned to us telling us he would be requiring us to be back in the courtroom for the sentencing just in case their smart-ass lawyer wanted to dispute the confessions of his clients. He knew that Connie was German and spoke the language and told her how thankful they all were for our actions. He didn't like to see anyone blinded but there had been a half dozen rapes linked directly to these guys but at least one of them wouldn't be able to see his way around again. He was certain the other two would have serious thoughts about ever repeating their involvement with any crime like this one. They were going to get prison terms for their involvement in threatening Connie and if they were ever convicted of similar crimes when they were released from prison they would probably spend the rest of their lives behind bars. Whew! What a night! When we were outside Connie looked at me sort of funny and asked, "Do you feel bad about blinding someone?" "Connie, I not only don't feel bad but since they were a team who had raped other women I am only sorry I didn't get the third one too. "Oh Villy, I don't know what to think about you." "Would you have preferred I let them rape you rather than have me do what I did?" I asked. "Oh NO, but I hate to think you are so vicious." She said harshly. "Look Connie, I don't understand you at all. I am going to go back in there and tell the clerk I will call the court every few days and if they want me back here to tell me during those phone calls. They can call you on your cell phone. Take care and have a nice tour." "But Villy ... " I heard as I jumped on my bike and rode off. Vienna was just over one hundred miles straight ahead of me and I was pedaling harder than I had been to get the anger out of my system. I thought I saved her from a fate most women would dread and here she is complaining about me being vicious. Women are hard to figure; at least this one was. The secondary road was fine. Unlike some of the others we had been on this one had a bicycle lane which makes all the difference in the world. It was paved smooth and I was out of the mountainous region closer to Munich so I was making great time. I needed to find a laundry to wash my clothes and found one in a little town thirty miles down the road. It was kind of late in the day to start looking for a camping spot so I went on the lookout for a decent hostel. The one I found was perfect. I was lucky enough to get a single room on the first floor so bringing my bike inside wasn't a problem. A little restaurant next door served a wonderful salad and schnitzel and with a beer or two I was set for the night. If the roads stayed as good as the one I came into town on and the weather held I would be in Vienna the next afternoon and I was really looking forward to the sights of that historic town. I was missing Connie a lot. Besides the sex, she was a great companion but I was still dumbfounded with her attitude about what I had done. Over the last day or so with her I was secretly entertaining the thoughts of getting far more serious with the relationship. Now, if anything is going to happen between us it is going to take some time for both of us to go through a cooling off and even that might not do it. My camping spot that night was fantastic. It was down near a stream that I thought I could use for a quick bath, that was until I felt the temperature of the water. Damn, I thought water froze at thirty-two degrees. No, I am afraid all I could do was to wet a wash cloth and wipe myself down and then dry off inside the tent and out of the wind. That afternoon I was only a few miles out of Vienna and the traffic was getting as bad as one would expect near a large metropolis. I knew the name and address of the hostel my biking club had recommended and headed directly for it. It was a great place and filled with others; either hikers or bikers, making their way through this part of Europe. A couple of girls traveling together got my interest but the image of Connie came roaring back as I was talking to them and I said my good-byes and left. Riding through the streets of the city was a little treacherous but interesting. Automobiles gave way to bicycles, which was a big switch from what I was used to back in the States. I made the big tour around the Ring Road and then headed for Schönbrunn Palace. I locked my bike with my U-Bolt locking device and then also chained it to the fence surrounding the place. It is one huge palace that sits on a very large expanse of land. The guide mentioned it had over four thousand rooms and most of them are now rented out. Hell, that is a small city. As I was walking from the back of the Palace and around the end going back to the front, I was attacked. One minute I was walking along peacefully minding my own business and looking down at my guide book and the next thing I knew I had been knocked flat on my back with a face an inch away with lips pressed to mine. Holy shit, it was Connie. 'Villy, I am so sorry. Please take me back. I love you so much." She cried with the tears pouring down her face. The crowds walking past us didn't quite know what was going on but when they saw the kissing they all just laughed and kept on walking. 'How did you find me?" I asked. "I knew you would want to see this place on your tour so I talked a couple with a van into taking me and my bike to the outskirts of town. We rode on the autobahn so we made it here a lot faster than you did and that was why I didn't see you along the highway. I got a hostel and then stayed here and rode over here each morning waiting for you to show up." "You mean you have been here for two days just waiting for me?" "Yes, and I wished you had ridden faster." She laughed. "How long would you have waited here for me to come by?" I asked. "Maybe a year or two." she answered with her cute and coy mischievous look "Well now, where do we go from here? Are you still upset about what I did to the attackers?" I asked. "No, No, NO. I thought a lot about it and finally realized that as much as I hate violence, I knew that if you hadn't done something like that I would have probably been raped by all three of them and after that who knows what they would have done to us." "Thank you." I said while holding her face between my hands and looking into her bright blue eyes. "Now how about if we go back to my hostel and see if I can get a private room?" "Never mind. I already have one. Let's ride to yours and get your stuff and then go over to mine." "No need to do that. All my stuff is on the back of my bike and it is locked up and chained to a fence about three meters from the guard shack. Get your bike and meet me out front" We untangled ourselves from each other and got up and I walked to where my bike was. She got hers and met me out front and we rode off to her hostel. It was still only late morning but we were headed for one place and one place only ... her bed. The lovemaking was as sweet as one could imagine or ever hope for; nothing hurried or wild but slow, tender and with deep feelings. We started out with me spooning her and entering her from behind and holding her beautiful firm tits to pull myself even further into her. We kept that up for some time before changing to a plain old missionary position. I wanted to see her face and be able to kiss her as the love making progressed. At one point I was holding her legs in the air while I was driving my cock deep inside of her. Her lovely firm breasts were pointing at me and I finally lowered her legs so I l could let my lips play with the nipples right in front of me. Was I ever glad she had changed her mind and then had found me in such a large city! We called the court house that afternoon and the date for our return was still a week away and that was even if they wanted us there so we settled down to see the lovely old city of Vienna. I think we blew our food budgets during the next couple of days but we certainly enjoyed every bite. There is a small town between Vienna and Salzburg housing the site of one of WW II's biggest death factories - - Matthausen, the Nazi concentration camp. It was a good few miles out of our direct route but worth every km. It was impossible to walk through the place and not be shaken to your core with the thoughts of the viciousness that existed here so many years ago. Many of the guilty parties were brought to justice after the war but not all. Some of them just blended into German society, never to be heard about again. Connie, being a German, had heard of many of these places but this was the first time she had visited one and for that I screamed at her. Dachau concentration camp was only a short ride out of Munich and she had never taken the time to visit the place. She tearfully said she was sorry but knew she would never be able to face what some of her countrymen had done to the millions who were put to death in those places. She said that it was only because I was with her here that she was able to get through our visit without breaking down. I knew there was some truth in what she was saying because every time we walked past a spot with a particularly nasty story her hand would squeeze mine until she was hurting it. When we got away from those kinds of places her fingers would relax until the next spot. Anyway we enjoyed the visit, at least I did. Cycling Can Be Fun We wandered around that part of Austria for another day before heading back to the courthouse. The sentencing phase was going to be held the next afternoon and the judge thanked us for coming back on our own without having to be asked. The next day we were sitting in the front row as they led the prisoners into the court. They glanced at us and then quickly looked away. The court appointed lawyer simply asked the court to be merciful, as this was the first time these men had ever been in trouble. That was a lie but the fact they had never been caught was true. The judge saw through the lawyers claim but knew that he couldn't sentence them as repeat offenders without any prior convictions but he was able to give them the maximum sentence for this crime which he did. They would each be spending the next three to five years as residents of the state run prison. As it turned out our presence was unnecessary but we felt we would rather be there if is was instead of the court having to locate us and then postponing the trial until we could get back to court. We continued our trip back to the Munich area slow and easy. The closer we got to Munich the higher the hills seemed to be and the slower we went. We were staying in hostels about half the time and one night in particular stands out in my memory. After dinner we went back to our room and I quickly had her strip. As soon as her clothes were off I had her kneel on the floor with a pillow under her knees over the edge of the lower bed and I was going to have her doggie fashion. She had never been fucked this way before and wanted to try it very badly. I put the head of my cock against her pussy lips and pressed forward just a bit and could feel her lips open. Another little push and I was in her a few inches and she was breathing deeply. I finally reached around to hold her breasts as I gave the final push to bury myself all the way. She gave a little shriek but threw herself back to me. I started long slow movements and had one hand on each of her hips to pull her back at me and myself into her. She was soon moaning and grinding her pussy back at me and I could feel the walls of her vagina start to close in on me ever tighter. They were actually pulsing as I shot my load deep within her. She let go with her own orgasm a second or two later but kept throwing herself back at me until she had milked every drop out of me. I lifted her up on the bed and we just lay like that for a while coming down from our highs. She turned to me and said, "Villy, I have heard of people doing it up the girls rear and the guy loving it that way. I would be happy to try and please you like that but you are so big I know you would hurt me terribly. Are you mad that I can't do it that way for you?" I assured her that, while that way was interesting, she pleased me just fine the way we did it. We made it back to Munich a day later and were in front of her mother's house late in the day. It is a row type of house with an attached garage between her place and the next one. She took me around to their garage and we rolled our bikes in. Her mother came out to greet us and WOW, she was a knockout. She had had Connie when she was only seventeen and now was a good-looking, drop-dead gorgeous woman of thirty-nine. I could see where Connie got her looks. Connie introduced her as Marie. Connie hadn't talked much about her parents and I found out a little later that her father had died in a plane crash four years earlier. He was an amateur pilot and apparently had been flying an experimental plane when it went down. Marie welcomed me into their home and helped carry our baggage up from the bike and into the foyer. "Tell me all about your trip so far." She bubbled enthusiastically. We spent the next several hours giving her a blow by blow report on all we had seen and done. ...well, almost everything. She was taken aback about the experience with the three guys and could only say, "Connie, I told you before you left that you could run into trouble like that and you were so damn hard-headed you wouldn't listen." "Marie, that's all behind us and Connie is here safe and sound." I interjected "You're right Villy. I'll put it out of my mind and just be thankful she met such a nice young man on her tour." With that I went into complete blush and Connie was laughing hysterically at me. "Marie, would you please do me a big favor?" "Villy, I learned long ago to never agree to an open ended question such as that. I do promise that I will do my best to do what I can for your request." "Fair enough. Connie insists on calling me Villy and I would like for you to have her change and call me Bill." I looked over at Connie who was pouting and then said in a very small voice, "But I like Villy better." "There you have it Villy. Villy it is and Villy it will be." Marie said laughingly. "Connie, why don't we pool some of our remaining food budget money and take all of us out to a nice dinner?" I asked. "Yes, that is a super idea. Mama, get ready and you can pick the place." We ended it up in a great restaurant only a short ride from her house and the food was magnificent. We must have finished a few bottles of the house wine before dinner was through. I signaled the waiter to bring us three cognacs and the check. He was back quickly with the drinks but not the check. I called him back and reminded him what I had requested and he gave me a sort of helpless raised shoulders kind of look. "Sir, the check has already been taken care of." "How the hell can that be? We didn't even know how much it was going to be." I asked. "Sir, the lady arranged to have it put on her account." As he motioned to Marie. I looked over at Marie who was smiling from ear to ear and all she would say was. "Villy, welcome to Munich and thank you for taking such good care of my daughter. It would appear that without you a terrible, terrible crime would have taken place. I will never be able to thank you enough." It was time for me to blush again. "Marie, thank you for dinner and I WILL buy you one before I leave for home. That's a promise." With that we heard Connie's deep intake of breath and a whimper from her. When I looked over the tears were running down her face. "Villy, please don't talk about leaving." Marie and I just looked at each other. I reached over and held one of Connie's hands and Marie did the same from the other side. "Hush Connie, everything will be fine." I said. Things went along great for the next week or so. Marie went to work every morning leaving Connie and I alone in the house to enjoy ourselves. I had returned the rental bike the day after we arrived in Munich and used Connie's dads. We toured the whole area and having her as a tour guide made it all the better. She really knew Munich. I had been sleeping on a fold down bed in the den area and one morning Connie came in to wake me bare ass naked. "Well, now. It would appear you are telling me something." "I do hope you are listening," as she held out her hand to show me a tube of Vaseline. "I want to try taking you in my rear." "OK honey but let's go up and use your bed. It is a lot larger than this one." When we were lying side by side I told her I would be very careful and would go very slowly. I made her promise that if it got hurting too bad all she had to do was to say so and I would stop immediately. "Connie, I'm not too sure which is the best position for doing this for the first time but I want to see your face so I am going to have you lie on your back with your legs in the air." I lubed up my cock and then put a huge gob of it on my fingers and let them wander around her asshole for a bit before I inserted first one and then a couple of fingers in her. She squirmed around a bit but didn't seem to object. I then positioned myself on my knees between her legs. "Connie, remember, I am going to go slowly and you are to let me know if it hurts too much." I put the head of my cock against the lips of her ass and pushed in a little. Her whole ass retreated from my pressure without my cock getting in at all. I kept up the pressure and the head popped in all of a sudden. I was looking down at her face and could see her grimace and hear the sudden intake of breath. I continued with the pressure and could watch my cock disappear in her tight little virgin ass an inch at a time. I must have had a solid five inches buried when she asked me to stop a minute. "Connie, are you all right?" I asked. "Yes Villy, I am fine but I needed a breather. Please continue." I could see the lips of her ass were stretched tight and I sill had a few more inches to go and my cock, like every other guys is thicker at the base than at the tip. The next few inches were going to stretch her even more. I reached down for the tube of Vaseline and pulled out of her an inch and then smeared more of the lube on my cock before continuing on. I reached down and held her hips with my hands and pulled them to me as I slipped the rest of my cock in her very very slowly. "Villy, that hurts a lot." "Connie, I am completely in you right now." "Really, well we aren't going to stop now then are we? Keep fucking my ass, Bill." I couldn't help but laugh at her changing over to 'Bill'. "Oh, honey, I am going to fuck that tight little love canal for all it is worth." I then started pulling out and driving it in. At first I pulled out and drove in very tenderly and slowly but after a few minutes of it I could feel her getting in sync with my movements and she was throwing her ass up to me as I drove in. That was all I needed and I was soon driving it in hard and fast. I had moved my hands from her hips and they were now massaging her nipples and she was getting turned on. "Bill, I am going to have an orgasm and you aren't even in my pussy." "Just enjoy whatever happens honey." As I kept up my thrusting. All of a sudden I could feel pulsing in her sphincter muscles and it was her getting ready to come. Damn, that turned me on big time and I was soon shooting a huge load of come up her ass. I let myself fall on her chest and proceeded to give her a long hard kiss. "Connie, that was terrific." I almost shouted and then continued with, "Connie, I thought I liked 'Bill' but I have become used to 'Villy" and I want you to go back to it." "OK VILLY," she squealed. "Honey, how did all of that feel to you? Did it hurt a lot?" "To be truthful it hurt terribly but I knew it was pleasing you so I just bore the pain without complaining about it." "You are something else again. How was I ever so lucky to meet up with you on my tour?" "I don't know but are you going to let me go when you return home next week?" "Connie, I have so much to think about, and so do you." "I know" "Let's go shower in case your mother comes home early. A few nights later Connie and her mother were talking about Connie's next level of education and they discussed the tests she would have to take the next day. Marie would drive her to the testing spot on her way to work and then pick her up on her way home. I laughed and said it would be the first time in several weeks that I would be able to sleep in. I slept perfectly that night and the next morning was dreaming about one of Connie's great blowjobs. It really had me going to the point I thought I was ready to explode. As I opened my eyes I found myself on my back with a head of darkish hair covering my crotch. Holy shit, it was Marie and she had a lot of my cock and shaft buried in her mouth and throat. "Marie, I thought I was dreaming to find you here. When did you get this idea?" "Oh Villy, the first time I saw you I could see a huge bulge in your pants and knew I would love to have it inside of me. Connie's dad has been dead for almost four years and I haven't had sex in all of that time." She was bare ass naked and I could see where Connie got her great body but there wasn't any question about tits. Marie had Connie beat hands down. Hers were as firm as Connie's but half again larger. I thought the firmness was a little unusual for a woman her age. "Don't you think there is anything wrong with me having sex with my girlfriends mother?" "I won't tell if you don't." She sort of smirked. "It would kill Connie if she ever found out and I care too much for her to hurt her." "Are you saying you want me to stop?" "I never said the words." And with that put my hand behind her head and pushed her back to where she was. Damn, this woman can sure suck a cock. She not only had a lot of me in her mouth but she was using her tongue over the tip of it and then somehow was able to get her tongue up and down the sides of the part of my shaft she had in her mouth. She was magnificent and it didn't take long before I was filling her mouth with my warm come. I shot so much she was gulping to swallow it as fast as it was coming out of me but she was losing the race. A lot of it was seeping around her lips and running down my shaft and over her hand that was holding my cock in the air. I couldn't remember ever coming so much. She stayed right there lapping up every drop that she hadn't swallowed. We lay around like that for some time before I swung my face down to her pussy to do for her what she had just done for me. As soon as I had my fingers searching out her clit she had her hands on the back of my head pushing it down to her crotch. I spread her legs and positioned my face in line with her pussy lips, which were soaking wet by now. Her excitement had her juices flowing out of her pussy and down between the cracks of her ass. I let my tongue get her clit unsheathed and soon had the nub clasped between my lips. I then let my tongue flick back and forth over her clit and she was soon throwing her hips in the air and letting out a little screech. I took three fingers and held them tightly together and then slipped them into her pussy as far as they could go. As soon as I had them buried I opened them and just twirled them around deep inside of her. That did it, she was squealing so loud I though the neighbors would hear her and then she put her heels down on the bed and pushed her pussy up to me and pulled my face down to her with the hand she had behind my head. She had one explosive orgasm she wouldn't forget for a long time. When she stopped squealing she lay back and was breathing so hard I was a little scared that she might not be OK. She gradually calmed down and reached down and lifted my face to kiss her. The kiss lasted for what seemed forever. I had my face buried between her lovely tits and then moved one hand back down to her pussy. As soon as I touched her pussy lips I heard a deep inhalation of breath and she said, "Nein Villy, I am not ready to go again so quickly." Like Connie, she reverts to German when she gets excited. We lay aback side by side just chatting when she reached down and started to fondle my cock. It didn't take her long before I was as hard as a steel rod. "Villy, you are so big. Was Connie able to take all of you in her?" "Now that would be kissing and telling and I will never do that. Would you like me to tell her that your tits are bigger than hers or that you give a terrific blowjob?" "No, you are right. But I would like to feel this monster in me." I rolled on top of her and positioned it right in line with her pussy lips and then opened them with the head of it. She had closed her eyes just thinking about what lay ahead when I gave one big thrust and had it buried. Her eyes snapped open and her breath came fast and furious. Wow, she went from dead calm to the height of passion in a second. It wasn't long before she had her legs clasped around my back as I drove myself in and out of her as hard and fast as I could. Her arms were clamped around my neck and she was pulling my face down to hers. She then pulled our lips together and her tongue was searching out mine. She was throwing her pussy up to me as hard as I was driving my cock into her and I knew it wasn't gong to be long before we both exploded. She was first and I could feel her nails digging into my back as she let go. I stopped instantly and let my hard-on go down. Her eyes opened and she pulled herself back and asked, "Why did you do that? Don't you want to come?" "Yes but not there." "Then where?" she asked. I let my fingers drop to her crotch and gather some of her juices and then pushed them down to her puckered asshole. She gasped, "Villy, not there. I never did it like that and you are so big." "Well, OK. I guess I'll just have to get some pretty young German girl of twenty two to help me out again." "Are you saying that Connie let you do that to her?" "I never said the words but if that is what you are reading into what I said you might, just might be close to the truth." I said laughingly. "I can't believe that Connie would have been able to do that with the size of you." "Never mind Marie. If you don't want to try it that's OK." I said teasingly. "Villy, I'll try anything for you. Let me go and look and see if we have any Vaseline in the house." I felt like telling her where Connie had put it after we used it but I bit my tongue. She returned with the same tube Connie and I had used and handed it to me. I took a big gob and smeared it all over my cock and then another big gob on my fingers and pushed it up her ass as far as I could. When I had my fingers in her ass she sort of grimaced but was able to stand it without any complaints. Marie, I'll go real slowly and if it hurts you too much just tell me and I will stop. Well, I went through exactly the same with the mother as I did with the daughter a day earlier, that is right until I felt myself warming up to an orgasm. I then started to drive the full length of my cock deep and hard inside of her and I could see her biting her lower lip and a tear rolling down her face. I was so hot I finally just drove my cock all the way in and stayed like that as it pulsed my juices deep inside of her. I lowered myself to kiss her to find her turning her face away from me. "What's the matter honey?" "You knew you were hurting me and yet you kept on doing it harder and harder." "Marie, I told you to let me know if it was hurting you too much to continue. You didn't say a word" "I know and that was my fault but you can be certain we will never do it like that again." She said harshly. "Marie, that's not fair. You knew I was really enjoying it and if you had said one thing I would have stopped or at least slowed down. Please don't tell me we can't do it like that again. I promise that I will stop, if only you will let me know when it is hurting too much." She muttered something that I couldn't understand...probably reverting to German again. We lay there and she finally turned to me and gave me another of her warm soft kisses. "Villy, I can see why Connie likes you so much. You are great sex and you are a fun person to be around." "Ja, Ich ben vunderful" I said in my poor imitation of German. She roared and I let my fingers roll around her nipples again as she was laughing. Her hand dropped to my Vaseline covered cock and massaged it very lightly. It is a good thing I am a young guy for I don't think an older fellow would have recharged fast enough for this woman. "Villy, I wish you were a little older or I was a little younger. I would fight Connie for you." "Marie, I don't know what to do. I love Connie but after what you and I have just experienced I know I wouldn't want to be without your closeness." I said and then continued with, "I could just imagine having both of you in bed at the same time." "I don't know how Connie would feel about that but I sure wouldn't mind." "Let's put our heads together and see what we can come up with along those lines." I suggested. Cycling Can Be Fun "But, before we do that I would like for you to come over here and kiss on my tits again. You had me really turned on before doing that." I not only kissed her tits but also dropped my mouth to her clit and entertained it for a while before she was pulling my face deep into her as her explosion occurred. "Villy, I only had one other man other than my husband and I never knew that sex could be this wonderful. What do you do that they didn't?" "Honey, I have no idea but I do know I love to please a woman and that might be the difference. I have heard that many men are only in it to please themselves and the woman be damned. That's not me. Besides, maybe it is my big cock that also helps." She just laughed and leaned over to kiss me once again. "Honey, I think we ought to think about showering. You will have to be leaving to pick up Connie fairly soon. Are you going to tell her you worked all day or are you going to tell her you spent the day at home?" "I think I'll just say I worked until early afternoon and then went shopping and finally came home a half hour before leaving to pick her up." "OK, let's hit the shower." I suggested. Their shower isn't a separate stall but just the bathtub with a shower fixture coming out of the wall up high. We were in and I was with my back to the shower and leaned forward and gave her a big kiss while she was washing her chest. I told her to turn and I would do her back. I did and when she turned to rinse off she dropped to her knees and once again took my cock in her mouth. A few moves and she had me hard again. This woman loves sex almost as much as I do. I was holding onto the showerhead as she began her moves and was fearful of letting go in case I slipped and fell. She was going almost all the way off of my cock before driving back down deeply. This time I believe she got more of me in her mouth and throat than she did the first time and it wasn't long before I was once again filling her mouth with my hot milky come. She raised her eyes to look up at me at the same time my cock was filing her mouth and I swear she actually smiled around my cock. What a woman! She stood and pressed her voluptuous breasts against my chest and told me to turn and she would scrub my back. She did and it wasn't long before we were out of the tub drying off and getting dressed. She was going to have to move her ass if she wasn't going to keep Connie waiting. An hour later the two of them walked in all smiles. "What the hell are you two so happy about?" They turned and looked at each other and broke into laughter. That kind of stuff drives me a little crazy. "Well, are you going to tell me or do I have to wring it out of one of you?" "Mom was just talking about sex." "Oh really, did you tell her that you fucked two guys in the hostel in Vienna besides me?" That got her stuttering big time. "I didn't do any such thing." "Oh, OK if you are going to keep it quiet I'll go along with you." "VILLY, tell my mother what you just said wasn't true." I was winking at Marie all during this time and it was all she could do to keep from laughing. "OK, OK. I was just teasing Marie. She only fucked one other guy." This had gone maybe a little too far and Connie was coming at me with anger in her eyes. "I'll tell you this, if you don't straighten up I'll never fuck you again." "Oh, you want me to get straight and hard. Is that what you are saying?" That had them both laughing and Connie came over and threw her arms around me and kissed me deeply. I looked over her shoulder while we were kissing to see Marie frowning a lot. She was unbelievably jealous. This was going to turn out to be a bigger problem than I thought. I gave Connie a little smack on her butt as she turned away from me and we all laughed again. "Hey guys, I need to have a serious conversation if you two are up to it. That is if you can stop talking about the two guys you had sex with in the hostel besides me." Connie was getting quicker all the time and she responded, "Oh, you mean those two who really knew how to satisfy a girl. Villy, you ought to find them and see if they could teach you their secret. They were gooood." "Ok, I'll look them up. The last time I saw them they were on their way to the clinic for AIDS patients. I hope they are OK." Marie couldn't take any more and said, "Enough is enough guys. Your kidding is getting too mean." Connie came over and gave me a little peck on the cheek and said, "OK what is that you want to talk about?" "It's about us." I responded and that got her attention "Connie, as you know I am scheduled to return to the States in another week or so. I have a job waiting for me and I know that I could extend my return by another couple of weeks if I needed to. I love being here with you guys but I don't want to just extend my stay without some kind of reason. Connie, you and I have become more than just close. I never thought it was possible but I have fallen for you in a big way and I think you have done the same for me." She was almost nodding her head off with that phrase. I continued with, "I know you are looking at your school schedule for your Masters degree and that will keep you busy for the two years after you start it. I also know that if I return to the states while you are here in school I will go crazy missing you. Soooo, I called the company who has the job waiting for me and asked them another question. They are an international company and I simply asked if they would happen to have any openings for a guy with my talents here in Germany." "And what did they say?" Marie eagerly responded. "Damn you Villy, you are keeping us in suspense." Shouted Connie. "They said they did and have been looking for someone to fill the position for some time in the town of Erlangen, which they tell me is about two hours from here. I got to speak to the guy who would be my boss in the States and he was thrilled that it looked as if I would be able to fill the position they had been struggling with for a few months. He was sorry to lose me from his Stateside team but happy to fill the hole over here." I thought Connie was going to launch herself into orbit. She flew across the room and jumped into my lap. "Now we can get married." "That is the next thing we have to talk about. Connie, you and I have only known each other for just a little over two weeks and you are talking about marriage already. We really don't know enough about each other to get earnest about something as serious as marriage. I do think I am in love with you but as I said, we don't know enough about one another YET. Come to think of it I don't even know your birthday nor you mine. Here is what I propose: I will get started on my new job over here. Once I start, I am committed for three years. The company is going to pay for my apartment and automobile so that will permit me to put some money away for our future together. Connie, you will be going to a two-year school here in Munich and we won't be very far from one another. Marie, you can drive over to Munich and help me get situated in my new place on some upcoming weekend that Connie is tied up getting squared away with her classes. If, after you graduate we can set the date if we still feel the same about each other. Until then, we can see each other as often as we are able. How does all of this sound?" I don't think I have ever seen such a long face. "Connie, think about it before you go off the deep end. Neither of us want to go into a marriage that will fail simply because we didn't think enough about it beforehand." "Villy, you're right. I was just counting on being with you all the time." "Connie, let me share something else with you. Something neither of us knows. Neither of us knows the last name of the other! ... and we're thinking about getting married! Now isn't that kind of crazy?" "Let's hit the sack and we can continue this conversation in the morning." She answered. Connie and I were into bed for a good little while and she had taken my cock deep in her mouth when the door to the bedroom opened. Connie never heard it but I did and could see Marie standing there watching us. She was only wearing a very flimsy nightgown and I motioned for her to come over the side of the bed which she did and I then said, "Oh, hi Marie." With that Connie jumped up and was stammering a little. Marie said, "Sorry for interrupting what looks like a lot of fun. If you guys had any manners you would invite me to join in." She said without a smile. "I came over to tell you we could all drive to Erlangen tomorrow to sort of get an idea of the town. What do you say." Connie still had my cock in her hand and agreed with her mother, "Yes Mama that would be great." "OK, it's settled we can leave here in the morning, drive over and have lunch there and then drive back for dinner. Now are you going to invite me to share in the fun you are having here?" "What would you like to do Marie?" I asked. "Well, it has been over four years since I have had any sex and I would love to have that thing of yours inside of me." "I could handle that if Connie has no objections. What do you say Connie. Willing to share me with your Mom?" "Mama, are you serious? I never heard of a girl having sex with her mother participating." "Connie, of course I am serious." As she was saying this she reached across me and lightly stroked my balls. My cock had shrunk while we were doing all of this talking but her stroking of my balls had it back at attention right away. She let her hand rise up to the base of my cock and said, "Connie, if you want to take him in your mouth again I would love to stroke any part of it you can't get in your mouth." Marie then put a hand on the back of Connie's head and urged her to resume sucking my cock. As Connie was doing that Marie had one hand stroking my shaft and the other playing with my balls. I reached around and had one of Marie's tits in one hand and one of Connie's in the other. This was going to be out of this world. It didn't take long of this before I was having a major orgasm. My come was soon filling Connie's mouth and throat with some coming out the side of her mouth and running down my shaft. We all just lay on the bed with me in between the two women. When I would turn my head from side to side and see the lovely tits I was surrounded with I thought I had died and went to heaven. I rolled over so I was lying between the two of them so that I could easily turn from side to side and kiss the nipples on one of them and then move over to those on the other. Even though I had just shot a load I was getting harder by the minute just thinking of what I was doing. Marie was the first to speak. "Villy, would you lay on your back and let Connie lower her pussy on your face and let me lower mine on your cock?" I rose up on the bed with my hard on pointing out like a cue stick and said "Sure, let the games begin and then continued with "Connie, are you sure you are OK with your mother joining in with us?" "I guess so but I still don't think it is normal." She answered. "It is a little unusual but we all love each other don't we?" I responded. "I am not sure about whether my mother is in love with you or just with your cock." Marie spoke up after roaring with laughter. "Connie, let's you and I agree there isn't anyone we love more." "Agreed, Mama, but remember he is my boyfriend and I am just letting him have sex with you." By then I was flat on my back with my cock sticking straight in the air and Connie was the first to move on top of me. She knelt with a leg on each side of my face and I was staring up at the pussy with which I have fallen in love. She lowered it ever so slowly until my lips were parting hers. I had my hands up and holding her tits as she continued down. She soon had her clit pressing hard against my mouth to the point where I had to lift her just a little so I could get my tongue working the sheath to uncover the nub hiding below it. While all of that was going on Marie was lowering herself on my waiting cock. She let the head of it part her pussy lips and then she just let herself fall so it was buried to the hilt. I couldn't see her face but I could sure hear her gasp. She was using her hands braced on my stomach to balance herself as she started her up and down motions. I could throw my hips up to meet her downward movements and that had her moaning a little I reached up while I was doing that to hold Connie's breasts. She was beginning her squeal and that told me she wasn't far from exploding. She was grinding her pussy on my mouth so hard I was getting a little fearful that if she didn't come soon I would be smothered to death by a hot wet pussy. What a way to go! Marie was driving herself harder than she did when she and I made love the previous time and I was able to reach around Connie's hips and up so I could fondle Marie's breasts. Her nipples were harder than stone and she was now starting a little squeal. I threw my hips even harder into her while I was making my tongue work even faster on Connie. I wasn't sure but it sounded to me as if they each had their orgasm at the same time. Connie's juices were running all over my face and down my neck while I could feel the juices flowing out of Marie's pussy making my cock slide in and out of her more easily. This was sex at it's best. I pushed both of them off of me and then turned Connie on her back and rolled on top of her to ram my cock deep inside of her. I then let my face fall on hers and kissed her deeply. I rose up and said, "You two had your orgasms but I haven't had mine." As I was thrusting in and out of her tight little pussy I could feel my balls getting massaged. Marie was using her tender fingers to arouse me further to speed up my orgasm. It worked. It was only a few minutes of all of that when I reached down and grabbed Connie's hips and pulled her to me as I rammed myself deep within her and filled her pussy with my load. We all just lay back somewhat exhausted. "Are you girls all right?" Connie just moaned, "Mmmmmm" and Marie said, " I have never felt better." "OK, it's time for showers before we dress to go out to eat. Marie, remember that Connie and I promised to take you to dinner. Tonight's the night as a celebration of what just happened and our future together." Dinner was magnificent. This time Connie chose the restaurant and made sure with the maitre de understood that her and I would be paying the bill, no one else. We perhaps had one or two too many so we decided to go for a walk after dessert to see if we could get some of it out of our system. Connie was hysterical. The alcohol loosened her up to the point she was singing as we walked. I gave her a big hug and she broke out with the Star Spangled Banner and urged me to sing along. How could I refuse her? My voice really isn't too bad but hers is a joy to hear. I sang the lead and she harmonized with me. Not too bad even if I do say so myself. We even got applause from a number of people passing by. We're ready for Broadway! The minute we walked in the front door of the house Marie was dragging us into the bedroom. "What do you have on your mind Mama?" I asked. "The first thing I have is an order for you. Never call me Mama again." "Ok, would you prefer Sis?" "Connie, give this guy a good swift kick." She joked. "Never, I wouldn't want to damage someone as precious as he is to me." She said as she intertwined her arm through mine. Marie was stripped naked by the time we all got to the bedroom and was using the bed as a mini trampoline. "C'mon guys, get with it." I had had enough to drink that I wasn't responding much to seeing her tits bounce in the air. Connie stripped quickly and was soon sitting on the side of the bed and listening to her mother saying, "Connie, get this stud of yours to move his ass." "Mama, it isn't his ass you want to see move." Connie lay back and her mother looked down at her and sat down beside her. The next thing I knew was she had her fingers exploring Connie's pussy and I almost flipped out I was so surprised. Connie had no idea that it wasn't my fingers in her pussy so she just lay there and moaned a little. I let it go on for a short time and then asked her from across the room, "Are you feeling good honey?" She opened her eyes and jumped up to a sitting position. "Villy, wasn't that you playing with me just now?" "No love, it was me." Answered Marie. "Oh my God. Mama, it's one thing for both of us to be having sex with the same guy but for me to be having sex with my mother is just wrong." "Oh Connie, quit being so prissy. I have washed your pussy a thousand times but you forget that." I never thought that Marie would know the word 'prissy' nor would have expected Connie to understand it but they did. Connie reached over to me and pulled me down on the bed alongside of her and Marie said, "Would anyone mind if I gave him a blowjob?" "I know I damn sure wouldn't. What do you say Connie? Have your mother suck me off while I eat your pussy." She responded. "Sounds good to me." That was it. Marie was getting better at taking more of me in her mouth with each blowjob. She was now about half way down my shaft. Connie was moaning big time as I was working her nub fast and furious with the fingers of one hand buried in her pussy. The fingers of my other hand were giving Marie all she could handle. I was damn near fisting her and that gave me a great idea. It wasn't long before I was feeling that warm rush deep inside of me and within a minute was blasting a huge orgasm in Marie's mouth. As soon as I started to come I worked Connie's pussy even more feverishly and she too was up on cloud nine with a huge orgasm as well. We all lay back and I said to Connie, "Please find the Vaseline." "What for? You damn sure aren't going to fuck my ass tonight." She bemoaned. "Connie, please do as I ask. I am not going to fuck anyone's ass tonight." She came back with it in a few minutes and I told Marie to lie back. She was going to be in for a treat. "Marie, this is something I saw on a video and the woman loved it. I think you will too." "Connie, put the fingers on one hand tight together as if you are going to put them in your mothers pussy. Now let me lube them and the back of your hand up with Vaseline. Marie, I am going to lube up your pussy as far as I can reach inside of you. When I have done that Connie is going to put her fingers against your pussy lips and start to exert some pressure. The first part of her fingers will slide into you easily and then she is going to meet with some resistance. She will keep up the pressure and after a while your pussy will open up some more and her hand will slip inside of you. When she has it all the way in she will open her fingers a little and move them around. It will drive you up the wall. It will cause the biggest and hottest orgasm you ever had." Connie just looked at me and I told her to start looking at her mothers' pussy. She did and as I said her fingers slipped in her mother up to her top knuckles easily and then her mothers' pelvic bones stopped her. She said, "I can't go in any further." "Just keep up the pressure honey. She will open up in a little while." Sure enough after a few minutes her hand was almost in up to her wrist and Marie was almost screaming with pleasure. "Connie, hope your fingers a little. Not wide just a little." I instructed. She did and Marie was in seventh heaven. I told Connie, "Honey, close your fingers very slowly and when they are back the way they way they were when you first inserted them, start pumping your hand ever so slowly as if your whole hand is fucking her pussy." Cycling Can Be Fun She did and within minutes Marie was howling with pleasure. "Connie, keep going. Don't ever stop. It is awesome." Marie yelled. I butted in with, "Connie, it is time to remove your hand but it has to be done very slowly. I want you to remove it until you can see the middle of the back of your hand and then stop." She did and Marie started to moan. "Oh, no, don't stop. Please." "Marie, you are going to enjoy what comes next even more. Just be patient." "Connie, now take your hand out until you can feel her pelvic bones grabbing you." "Villy, I can feel them. What do I do now?" "Just stop right there for a while." I ordered. "OK Connie, remove your hand ever so slowly." She did and Marie instantly started with, "Villy, I want you to fuck me right now." I knew this was coming and had my pants down waiting for it. I rolled on top of her and slipped my cock into her waiting pussy. I thought that after having Connie's hand in there she would hardly even feel my cock but that wasn't the case. As soon as my cock was all the way in her I could feel her vaginal canal closing around it. She was busier than hell throwing her pussy up to me and I responded by driving my cock into her as hard and as deep as I could. Her orgasm was beyond any description. Her legs went high in the air and she threw her arms around my neck and pulled me down to her lips and kissed me harder than I have ever been kissed before. I could feel her whole body shudder as her orgasm overcame her. I kept on thrusting just to satisfy myself. I thought I would try something different and as I was ready to come I pulled out and moved my cock up to her face. A few quick jerks and I was shooting my load all over her lovely face. She couldn't lick it up fast enough. I pulled off her and moved off the bed and went over and just held Connie. "Your mama loved that but it is something you can't enjoy until you have given birth to a child. Until then you will just have to be satisfied with my cock." I told her with a big smile. "It's too bad I can't enjoy it right now. I got hotter than hell doing that to her." "She will love you all the more for giving her that pleasure." "Villy, that was unbelievable. It felt fantastic when Connie had her had in me but afterwards when you drove your cock in me was even better. I never knew sex could be so overpowering." "Girls, it is my job to please you." I said with as straight a face as I could muster. Well, things went along like this for the next several months. Connie got started in school right there in Munich, I got settled in a very nice apartment in Erlangen and my job was going great. Marie not only helped me get settled into the apartment but drove over at least once a week to spend the night. This woman loved to suck cock and now liked to get fucked in the ass. Connie was there every weekend but on some of them she had a ton of studying to do so I left her alone in the apartment and went over to the library. It must have been a month or so later when she came there on a Friday night and she was smiling from ear to ear as she came in the door. "What the hell has gotten into you?" I asked. "You" she replied. "And when you were there you gave me a present." "What are you talking about now?" I queried. She came across the room faster than I could imagine she could ever move and threw herself at me saying, "Villy, I'm pregnant." "Are you shitting me. That's wonderful. Who is the father?" "You are, you asshole." She replied angrily. This woman will never understand my sick sense of humor. "Honey, I am thrilled. Of course I know I am the dad. When is it due?" "In six months. The doctor wants to know if I want to have a natural birth or caesarian. I told him natural." "Great. Well, I guess we now have something else to plan." "What are you talking about? "The wedding, idiot." I answered. "Oh yes, of course. Wait until I tell Mama. She will go out of her mind. An Oma." "What the hell is an Oma? " "Oh, I'm sorry. That's German for Grandmother" "OK. When you tell her about the baby you can tease her by saying that I no longer want to be fucking a grandmother." I joked. "OK I will and she will be tongue tied. Wait and see." Sure enough, Connie gave her a call and invited her for dinner that night and after we had finished out supper Connie dropped the news. Marie was beside herself with joy and then Connie finished the story by saying, "Villy, is too young to be fucking a grandmother so you will have to find someone else." The room went silent and the tears poured down Marie's face. "I was afraid of this day coming. I am thrilled about the baby and that is all I should be concerned about but the three of us have been so close it will be hard for me to just walk away from that." I couldn't let this continue. "Marie, what the three of us have will never end until you want it to. As long as you don't go spreading your favors around Germany, or anywhere else, our sex lives and our closeness will not change. Connie and I haven't had a chance to even discuss this but I know I am speaking for both of us when I say we both love you and will never do anything to hurt you. OK?" "Oh Villy, Connie is so lucky to have found you." "I know. I keep telling her that. Now lets stop all of this and go into the bedroom and fuck." The wedding went off without a hitch and I found a larger apartment in Erlangen. One with three bedrooms. Three you ask. Yep. Connie and I, the baby and we asked Marie to move in with us. She had a little juggling to do with her job but that all worked out fine and now we are one big happy family. Our sex lives are the same as before and it was great having Marie there when Connie was too big to have sex. Marie shocked us last night. She invited us out to dinner, on her, and then as the wine was being poured said she had something to talk about. She dropped her voice a few decibels and then announced "I'm pregnant too." Connie and I just looked at each other and I for one didn't know what to say. Connie stuttered a bit before saying, 'That's wonderful Mama. When are you due?" Marie just looked at me and asked, " Bill, don't you have something smart ass to say?" "Nope, other than we are going to need a bigger apartment and oh so it's 'Bill' now." "Well, we are going to have to figure out how we are going to give the baby your name." "Marie, I can't marry both of you." I stuttered. "Well, maybe it's not pregnancy and just indigestion." She said with a huge smile. "Sorry for the sick joke but I just wanted to see what you would say if I came home with news like that. However, I was at the gynecologist today and he said I am still fertile and should be very careful if I am sexually active and don't want a child." Connie jumped in with, "One gross of condoms coming up." You could hear the laughter, and my sigh of relief, miles away. Our son is named Robert after Connie's dad and we are doing great. Our personal lives are just perfect. As far as the world knows we are what is accurate....a married couple with a child and the baby's grandmother is living with them. What happens when we are alone is nobody's business other than our own.