I heard a joke once, “If you want to make God laugh, tell Him you have a plan.” Well, I can vouch for that one. After three months at sea working on a Norwegian freighter, I finally signed off in Alicante, Spain and made my way to the north of Europe, my original destination three months earlier. I had signed on as a galley boy in Brooklyn with twenty bucks to my name and planned to sign off in Lisbon. Unfortunately, two days out at sea Lisbon was cancelled and the first port would be Beirut, Lebanon, three thousand miles across the Mediterranean--so much for that plan.

I then planned to sign off in Beirut and see if I could get a ship back to Europe, but when I went up to the captain’s cabin to request permission to sign off, he was in the process of flipping out, having a nervous breakdown and kicked me out of his cabin screaming at me, “You Americans are all the same! Get the hell out of here.”

And that’s what I did, stunned by his outburst and needing another plan, I decided to stay on the ship and earn some money. So, I spent the next three months peeling sixty pounds of potatoes every day, scrubbing pots and pans, washing the galley floor after each meal, sweating in the one hundred plus degree weather, stopping at ports in Egypt, Arabia, Yemen, Kuwait and several backwater towns along the Tigress River, eventually signing off in Spain and ending up in Copenhagen one cold December morning with a dollar left from the money I had earned on the ship.

My next plan was to get a job and find a place to stay, but found out I had to prove to the authorities I had three hundred dollars in order to stay in the country and get working papers. I was broke and so that plan was shattered. My next plan was to see what would happen, which is not really a plan but the realization that life is a random, haphazard set of circumstances that insistently pokes you in the back with its fickle fingers and laughs at the foolish idea of a plan. So there I was down and out in Copenhagen, taking one day at a time.

I had learned that the best thing to do when you’re a stranger in a strange land is to keep going to the same café or bar and become familiar. I found an international cafeteria, a place where people from all over the world congregated and gradually I met people who would buy me a cup of coffee and sometimes a meal. People in Copenhagen are generous and if I was reading a book, someone would sit with me and we’d start talking, telling each other our stories. I became a regular, made a number of friends and somehow survived one day at a time. A young woman named Inge gave me a month’s worth of meal tickets to use at the University of Copenhagen and I was able to enjoy an-all-you can-eat meal every night and also meet interesting people who made the meals even more enjoyable with lively conversations.

There was one woman in particular I saw that fascinated me. I’d see her on the other side of the room, eating and talking with her friends. She had long blond hair, sometimes in a pony tail, fair skin like many Danish women and had a slim, sexy and enticing body. A few times, our eyes met then glanced away, but just the sight of her got me hard. Every night when I went to the dining hall, I hoped to see her. When she came in and took her seat, my heart would thump. I’d see her in the food line and kept looking at her and noticed she always glanced over at me and several times our eyes lingered, but that was it. I wished I had the nerve to meet her.

Sometimes she wore really tight jeans, her round ass driving me insane, other times, short skirts with knee high boots, her thighs so smooth. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her and she became the woman in my fantasies at night. There were other beautiful, sexy female students, but for some reason, I was drawn to her. I wanted to know her name, to stand close and feel her next to me. I was much too shy to go up and talk to her, but started finding tables closer to where she was sitting, hoping by some miracle, we would meet and my fantasies would miraculously come true, but it never happened until one night, a month or so later.

It was winter and my month’s meal tickets expired. At the same time, I left the small room I had, not sure where I would sleep at night and though I had no plan, fortuitous things always seem to happen, convincing me to trust, embrace the unknown and be open to what presents itself. Anyway, I was telling a friend I had met at the cafeteria my situation. He had a room in a cheap hotel and said he would sneak me in and I could stay there. We just had to be careful. His name was Hans from Amsterdam, a tall, intelligent and good looking guy who had a way with women. All of the young waitresses at the cafeteria were goo goo eyed over him and would take their breaks at our table, flirting and joking, so I got to meet some gorgeous Danish women just being associated with him.

His room was on the third floor of the Hotel Cicero which struck me as a strange name for a seedy hotel. He had been staying there for awhile and knew two of the young women who cleaned the rooms, and, as I found out, they did a lot more than change sheets on the beds at the hotel. When we were walking up the steps to his room, we met Birgit and Anna who were the maids and I was stunned that Anna was the woman I used to see every night at the university. Not only could I not believe my eyes when I saw her, I was amazed at how sexy she looked in the black uniform and white apron. I was also surprised at how Birgit came up to Hans, kissed him on the cheek, pressing her body against his while Anna looked at me, smiled, “Hello, my name is Anna. What’s yours?”

Not only did I notice how short and skimpy her uniform was but that several of the buttons on her dress were unbuttoned, revealing a glimpse of her cleavage with the next button straining the material barely able to contain her large tits. Anyway, after lifting my eyes from her breasts, I told Anna my name.

“Oh, Arn, I like that name,” she said, then narrowed her eyes looking at me. “You look familiar.”

“I used to have meals at the university and I saw you there,” I said, amazed that we were accidentally meeting in the dark hallway of a second rate hotel.

During that brief greeting in the hall, Birgit whispered something in Han’s ear while Anna smiled at me, our eyes meeting and I wondered if she was sizing me up but didn’t say anything. After Birgit whispered and Hans nodded, the two women walked away. Not only was I surprised to meet the woman I was lusting over at the university, I couldn’t take my eyes off her ass in her skimpy uniform and slightly swaying hips as she walked away. “Damn, I want to fuck her,” came from my mouth with a little gasp.

“Watch out for Anna,” Hans said, chuckling, “I saw how she looked at you.”

I looked at him then back at the two sexy maids walking away and wondered if Han’s warning was based on experience or was he telling me what he thought I wanted to hear--which I have to admit, excited me. I also wondered what he meant by his warning, but hoped that somehow, my sudden lust for Anna would become more than a fantasy.

There were two beds in Han’s dingy small room with a bureau, a writing desk, a bathroom with a small stall shower and window shades instead of curtains. I slept well the first night but was awakened early by the sound of heavy breathing and moaning coming from Han’s bed and in the dim light, saw the round ass of a woman moving up and down obviously fucking him. I lay there stunned by what I was seeing then realized it was Birgit’s ass and she was trying to stifle her screams but not successfully. I didn’t know what to do as I watched them fucking, but thought I would give them more privacy, so quietly slid out of bed, grabbed my jeans and softly made my way out of the room, carrying my shoes, closing the door gently.

That’s when I saw Anna coming out of a room down the hall, carrying dirty sheets which she placed in a hamper on wheels. I was surprised that they started working so early but found out later, being students, they did their work before and after classes. As I stood outside my door, Anna smiled and motioned for me to come to her. I was buttoning my jeans and still barefooted, my shoes dangling from my fingers.

“I know why you’re out in the hall,” she said, “Birgit’s fucking Hans like she does every morning.”

I was surprised how nonchalantly she spoke when she glanced over my shoulder at the door I had just closed. “Well, I thought I’d give them some privacy,” I said.

“Very discreet of you,” she said, “but now I have to do all the work while she’s having all the fun.”

I wanted to say something clever like “how about us having some fun,” but was too shy to say anything when she suddenly grabbed my hand, opened the door of the room she had just left and pulled me in. “I want to have fun, too,” she said. “Do you?”

Without my answering, she then pushed me up against the door and put her arms around me, pressed her body against mine and kissed me hard, passionately, her tongue opening my mouth and there we were kissing wildly. My cock was immediately hard and she was grinding herself against me, moving her hand to my ass, pulling me into her, while I did the same, gripping her round ass through her skimpy black uniform, humping her harder, both of us knowing we were going to fuck each other crazy within minutes.

She then moved her hand to my bulging cock, rubbing it through my jeans then grabbed my balls in the palm of her hand while I moved my hand under her short tight dress, sliding my hand up her soft smooth thigh and cupped her mound, feeling how soaking wet her panties were.

“I want your cock,” she said, looking up into my eyes.

“And I want your cunt,” I responded, surprised at myself but not caring as my raunchy lust for her took control of my mind.

Anna got down on her knees, unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, grabbed my throbbing cock, first licking the tip with her tongue before moving it up and down the entire shaft, then putting the head between her hot lips, driving me insane, sucking my cock faster and harder making soft slurping sounds, causing me to grab her head, twisting her blond hair around my fingers while I thrust faster and harder, fucking her mouth. “Suck my cock. Yeah, suck it! Suck it!” I shouted, looking down at her devouring my cock as I fucked her face like a mad man.

Suddenly, feeling I was on the verge of exploding, I pulled my cock out with a pop then knowing I didn’t want to shoot my load, pulled her up and roughly pushed her to the bed she had just made. She was on her back, her feet on the floor with her short black uniform high on her soft smooth thighs. I got down on my knees, spreading her legs and started licking her pussy through her soaked black panties, my darting tongue trying to break the barrier to get my tongue deeper while she lifted her ass off the bed, pulling my head, arching her back, pushing her pussy harder against my hungry tongue, her heavy breathing and loud whimpers urging me on.

I lifted her legs over my shoulder allowing me to push my tongue harder, trying to pierce the soft material of her silky panties, the force of my stabbing tongue shoving them deeper into her soaking pussy, my need driving me insane. Her loud oh’s and ahs and frenzied thrusting against my tongue got me wilder. I hungrily pulled her panties to the side, my tongue lapping at her juicy pussy like a cat drinking milk.

“Eat me! Eat me!” she screamed, urging me to suck and lick her clit, each slap of my tongue causing her to jolt over and over while my thrusting fingers, first one, then two filled her tight gripping pussy and within seconds, her hands pulling harder at my head, convulsed in a huge wild orgasm, her cum pouring all over my mouth before collapsing on the bed in a rapid succession of spasms, gasping desperately.

I quickly stood up, glad I was still barefooted, unzipped my jeans, pulling them off as fast as I could while Anna squirmed out of her soaked panties, her eyes on my hard cock, my eyes on her dripping pussy. I got on my knees between her legs and pounced on her only to have her suddenly push me onto my back, straddling me, her tits crushed against my chest and we kissed each other, our tongues swirling in the madness of our lust while she slid her slippery pussy up and down the length of my hard cock, her clit grazing the head, grinding against each other harder, her pussy lips gripping my throbbing shaft.

Suddenly, she sat up, lifting herself to her knees, grabbed my cock and came down hard, impaling herself and started riding me like a wild cowgirl on a bucking bronco, moving faster and faster, leaning forward, using my cock like a hungry slut who just wants a good hard fuck. I looked up at her tits barely contained by her uniform and saw she had no bra so I reached for them, pulled at her uniform, causing the button to fly off and her tits to spill out into my gripping hands, holding them, feeling her hard nipples while her blond hair flailed, as she rode my cock, lifting herself higher and coming down harder on my swollen pole, riding me like she was galloping to the finish line, feeling her body tensing, trembling, riding me faster, harder, screaming, “oh fuckkkkkk, I’m cummming” and her whole body shook in another huge orgasm, her screams filling the room, her cum pouring all over my cock.

I was now on the verge of exploding and suddenly bucked her high into the air, flipping her onto her back and without hesitating, pounced on her, my cock going deep with one hard thrust, pounding her and screaming at the top of my lungs, “Fuck me! Fuck me! Take my cock! Take it,” while she screamed, “Give it to me. Cum in me! I’m on the pill. Just fuck me! Harder! Harder! Harder!”

My orgasm swept over me like a thundering freight train and I shot gush after gush into her overflowing pussy, my whole body writhing in ecstasy and felt Anna’s pussy gripping my cock as she convulsed again and again screaming before I collapsed on her, unable to budge, gasping and panting desperately for air. I felt her limp body under me as we lay there wallowing in the afterglow of our wild fucking, unable to speak.

After a few moments of gathering our senses, my body laying heavily on her with my limp cock pressed against her wet pussy, the warm sticky dampness between us, the aroma of our sex in the room, I lifted my head and looking into the bluest eyes I had seen, smiled.

“I liked fucking you,” she said softly, returning my smile, “Did I surprise you?”

“Yes, that was so sudden and wild,” I said.

“Wait. I get wilder,” she said. “And I want more of you.”

“Good and I’d like to give you more,” I said, not believing this was me talking to this sexy hot woman who had just seduced me.

“You do, do you,” she responded, smirking, biting her lower lip.

“Yes, I’ve been lusting after you ever since I saw you at the university dining hall.”

“Well, I like lusty guys like you. You don’t know how much I love to fuck.”

“Well, maybe I will let you show me,” I said.

“Watch what you wish for,” she said, pushing me off of her then grabbed her soaked panties, jumped out of bed and threw them at me, “I’m insatiable,” she laughed.

“Well, so am I,” I said, taking her wet panties from my face.

“Meet me at the dining hall, tonight. I have the night off. I’ll treat you to dinner and give you dessert at my place.”

“Sounds good,” I said, looking at her opening the door, smoothing out her uniform.

“And you will love my dessert,” she said then added, “Smooth down that bed before you leave.”

When I left the room to go back to mine, I saw Birgit leaving Han’s room and greet Anna down the hall where both girls giggled glancing back at me. Anna smiled and waved at me before going into another room while I thought about the wonderful room service those two offered certain guests.

Hans looked at me as I entered, his head lying contentedly on his pillow, “Thanks for leaving,” he said.

“Well, I met Anna in the hall,” I responded, a smile on my face which let Hans know what I had just experienced.

“I warned you about her,” Hans said, chuckling. “Believe me I know.”

“What do you know,” I asked, wondering.

“You’ll find out,” Hans said. “I just know Birgit and Anna are not very inhibited women.”

“Have you fucked Anna,” I asked.

“No, but I wanted to,” Hans said. “But Birgit got to me first and told me how much they both love to fuck and Anna is just as insatiable as she is, so watch out, my friend.”

When I went to the university at dinner time, I saw Anna in the food line and she waved me over. It had snowed that afternoon and it was freezing out, not uncommon for Denmark at that time of year. She was wearing tight faded jeans tucked into cowboy boots, a heavy dark green wool sweater and a matching green cap with her long blonde hair coming down past her shoulders.

“Nice boots,” I said when I got in line behind her, both of us carrying trays.

“I love these boots and American cowboys,” she said, her blue eyes smiling into mine.

Glancing at her round ass straining her jeans, the image of her riding me like I was her stallion flashed in my mind, but disappeared when she interrupted my sudden fantasy by shoving her hip against mine, “I want you to be my cowboy tonight.”

“You do, do you,” I responded, feeling her body against mine, liking how direct she was and how it made me comfortable enough to be equally playful with her.

“Yes, let’s eat and get back to my room for the dessert I promised you,” she said, her smiling eyes and mouth teasing me.

When we sat down at a long table with other students eating, drinking beer, talking, laughing, I liked the liveliness of the room, the energy of a university, but, feeling Anna’s thigh pressed against mine, her smile while we ate, my mind was spinning with how lucky I felt to be with this beautiful sexy woman who so suddenly entered my life. Here I was with the woman I lusted after several weeks ago, accidentally bumping into her in the hall of that seedy hotel, fucking wildly in the morning and all day imagining the unplanned events that later would happen in her room with the “dessert” she was offering me.

Sitting with her, eating, she surprised me by spreading her legs, taking my hand and placing it on her jean covered pussy causing my cock to bulge and strain against my jeans which she then began rubbing, leaning against me then whispered in my ear, “I want this, let’s go.”

Walking back to her apartment through the windy snow, her arm hooked in my elbow, her body pressed against mine, our heads down against the weather, both of us eager to get to her room and the warmth of where our lust was taking us.

There was no pretence of romance or any thought of a relationship, we just wanted each other and the honesty of that was liberating. We both just wanted to fuck and not think any further than the night that lay ahead of us.

When we entered her small but warm, nicely furnished student apartment, stomping off the snow, she took off her green wool cap and heavy coat tossing them onto a chair while I took off mine. We kissed, wrapping our arms around each other, our hands on each other’s ass, our tongues swirling before pulling our lips apart with a gasp.

She then pushed me gently away and plopped down on her couch, leaned against the back and asked me to take off her cowboy boot. I kneeled on the floor between her legs, lifting her foot and pulled one boot off then the other, noticing how tight her jeans were on her crotch. I looked up at her blue eyes looking into mine.

While I took my wet boots off, she said, “Let’s play” and lay back against the arm at one end of the couch pulling me and pushing me to lean against the arm opposite her, both of our legs stretched out on the couch. She then moved her wool socked foot between my legs, pressing it against my hard cock while I did the same thing, pushing the arch of my wool socked foot against her jean covered pussy, both of us playfully tantalizing each other with our feet, our eyes looking at each other, knowing we were going to have a long night of intense teasing and ultimately, wild fucking.

Anna moved her foot up and down the length of my bulging cock while pushing her pussy harder against my foot, our eyes burning into each other’s eyes. The only light was a dimly lit lamp on the small table behind her. As we pushed our feet against each other with growing pressures, she arched her back, thrusting her pussy harder against my foot while I was growing hotter and hotter from her foot moving faster and more insistently against my cock bursting to break free of my jeans.

I unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans and pulled my cock out and saw her eyes look at it standing straight up. I moved my foot harder against her pussy, my toe pressed against where I knew her clit was and loved how she looked into my eyes, biting her lower lip as she tried fucking my foot harder while she was driving me insane by moving her foot up and down my throbbing pole, both of us getting more desperate to take our playful teasing to the next level.

“So cowboy, are you going to take me for a ride?” she asked, unbuttoning her tight jeans and putting her hand inside, snaking it down to her pussy and I could see the motion of her fingers straining the seam forcing me to move my foot aside and watch her fucking herself with her fingers.

“I want to watch you jerk off,” she said. “I like us watching each other.”

I grabbed my cock, wrapping my hand around it, moving my fist up and down, our eyes locked on each other, both of us getting hotter and hornier, knowing we were teasing and tantalizing each other. I remembered her telling me she was insatiable and knowing we might never have another night together decided I wanted to fuck her in a way that neither of us would ever forget.

Suddenly, I wanted her closer to me, so I grabbed both of her feet and pulled her from the arm of the couch and slid her body towards me, surprising her with my move then with my hands on her waist, got her to turn so that she was now leaning back against my chest, facing away and gasped when I suddenly grabbed both of her tits feeling them through her sweater. Not huge but a good handful, I rubbed her tits, loving how she moaned as she lay back. I then lowered my mouth to her throat, kissing just above her collar bone, sensing that was a hot spot by the way she tilted her head giving me more access and gasped louder.

I could feel her ass pressed and moving against my hard cock, loving how her tits felt, then slowly moved one hand inside her unbuttoned jeans, snaking it down through the tightness, squeezing my hand into the crotch and moving my finger over her soaked silky panties, loving how the pressure of her tight jeans forced my finger to press harder into her pussy, feeling her pushing to get my finger deeper, knowing that the barrier of her panties was unbearable, feeling her squirming, wanting my fingers to penetrate her dripping pussy. Feeling her hunger, I shoved the crotch of her wet panties aside and began finger fucking her, feeling her juicy warm pussy gripping my finger as I moved it in and out as she thrust against my hand, desperately wanting my finger deeper.

“Oh fuck, that’s so good. Keep doing that,” she shouted.

Thrusting one finger than two, her arching allowing me to fuck her deeper, I moved my other hand inside her sweater, grabbing her soft braless tit, feeling her hard nipple then pinching and twisting it, driving her even more insane, her body writhing, tensing, trembling as I brought her closer and closer to the edge, hearing her breathing getting heavier before suddenly lifting my finger out of her cunt to the sound of her screaming, “No! Ohhh no! No! Let me cum! Don’t fucking stop!”

My hard cock was throbbing against her ass, her writhing exciting me, her breathing, the tightness of her pussy on my fingers driving both of us insane but I was determined to tease her into a wildness that would culminate for both of us exploding like the last thunderous chords of a symphony.

Just as I moved my fingers back to her dripping pussy, she grabbed my hand and suddenly twisted her body and got on her knees between my legs, looked into my eyes, “Two can play this game,” she said and immediately started licking my hard cock, her tongue moving slowly up and down the underside, her warm wet mouth making soft slurping sounds before moving her lips to the head of my cock, her tongue licking the sensitive tip, gripping my cock in her fist, sliding it up and down fast, jerking me off while her mouth started sucking the head of my cock with such hungry zeal I thought I would lose it as the excruciating sensations made me grab her head and thrust harder, fucking her mouth and just as I was on the verge of exploding, she pulled her mouth away, looking up at me with those devilish blue eyes.

“You think you can handle me, don’t you, mister,” she said, her hand gripping my cock and laughed, “I’m always in control.”

“Is that so,” I said, wanting to grab her head and just fuck her mouth, “We’ll see about that.”

Just then she jumped up off the couch, looked down at me, squirmed out of her jeans and threw them at me and dashed down the hall, her wool sweater barely covering her ass, her laughter urging me to run after her with my hard cock dangling out of my unzipped jeans.

When I got to her room, I saw her lighting candles on the table next to her bed, knowing she had set them there earlier, letting me know she really was a woman in control which only made me want to let her know she had met her match.

She then pulled her sweater off and threw it at me as I came to the bed, again laughing, almost taunting me. I looked at her round luscious tits when she got on the bed and leaned against the propped up pillows piled at the backboard, spreading her legs, her knees bent. She started rubbing her pussy with one hand and with the other lifted her tit, lowered her mouth and started licking her hard nipple, her eyes looking into mine, teasing me, luring me and I have to admit, driving me crazy with her playful sexy, devilish smile.

I then lowered my jeans, stepping out of them, my hard cock standing straight out like a sword, her eyes fixed on my weapon and rather than crawling up the bed towards her, I stood up on the bed, moving towards, then spreading my legs over hers’ looked down at her like a warrior wanting to conquer her, watching her hand holding and rubbing her pussy, her eyes fixed on my hard cock.

“You think you can take me, don’t you?” she said, rubbing her pussy.

“Yes, I said.

“Just try, mister. I don’t give myself to anyone who thinks they can wave their dick at me.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes,” she said, looking into my eyes then glancing at my hard cock just above her head, her blond hair splayed against the backboard, the only light coming from the flickering candle.

I lowered myself to my knees between her legs and moved my throbbing cock closer to her mouth, the tip inches from her lips. I leaned forward, my hands gripping the back board, my body hovering over her.

“This is what you want, don’t you,” I said, moving my cock closer to her lips, my balls hanging just above her tits.

“Fuck you,” she said, looking up at me.

“You think you’re tough, don’t you,” I chuckled, looking into her eyes, seeing her fierce hunger.

“Yes and strong. Be careful, I’m warning you. I told you I’m insatiable and always in control.”

“I know what you said and I told you I’m insatiable too,” I said, surprised how we were playing with each other, my horniness growing, a raunchy feeling urging me to keep this teasing game going, knowing we both wanted to fuck each other’s brains out.

She closed her eyes when I rubbed the tip of my cock against her lips, a low gasp escaping as I pressed harder.

Lowering my mouth to her ear, licking her ear lobe, “You want it bad, don’t you,” I whispered, moving the head of my cock slowly over her moist lower lip, prying open her mouth and then reaching back, pushing her hand away quickly cupped her hairless mound, feeling her wetness dripping, another gasp escaping, her breathing getting heavier and I knew she was weakening.

Suddenly she opened her mouth and started sucking my cock, hungry for what I was feeding her, her lips tightening as I thrust and she swallowed my cock taking it deeper as she moved her warm wet mouth up and down, making loud guttural sounds, sucking my cock faster and harder. She then pushed my hand from her pussy and started fucking herself with her fingers while her sucking mouth gave me the blow job of my life.

Feeling I was getting close to exploding in her mouth, her muffled sounds vibrating on my cock, I suddenly pulled out not wanting to cum, grabbed her arms, pulling her fingers from her pussy and flipped her roughly onto her stomach and pounced on her, my hard cock pressed against her round ass, straddling her, grinding my cock into the crack between her luscious cheeks while she screamed, “Fuck me! Take me!”

Excited by her words, grinding harder, I reached under her body and grabbed her pussy, cupping it in the palm of my hand and whispered in her ear, “This is mine.”

I felt her pressing her pussy against my gripping hand, my grinding pushing her harder against the bed and kissed and licked her ear, whispering, “We’re going to fuck all night.”

I felt her trying to get to her knees, trying to lift me, knowing she wanted me to fuck her from behind, but I wasn’t ready to give her what she wanted. I wanted more. I wanted her to know I was in charge and I would fuck her when I was ready.

I felt her struggling against my hand as I held her to the bed and entered my middle finger into her sopping pussy, hearing her gasp and whimper as her pussy gripped my finger like it was a cock and started fucking it, her ass rubbing my grinding cock as we both moved faster and harder, our lust and need to explode growing, her ass pushing my cock deeper into the crack of her ass. I squeezed in a second finger, filling her as she fucked herself harder, hungrily using my fingers, her passionate moving up and down driving me insane with the need to replace my fingers with my cock, but still I wanted this to last until we were completely our of our minds.

Suddenly, I surprised her by rolling over on my back, pulling her on top of me so that she was laying face up, her ass pressed against my cock, her legs wide apart and I again grabbed and continued thrusting my two fingers into her pussy while I grabbed one of her tits with my other hand, rubbing it hard, feeling her nipple pressed into my palm.

She was lifting her body, arching her back, taking my fingers deeper, while from this angle her clit rubbed against my hand with each thrust while her head lay over my shoulder, her blond hair smelling sweet as I nibbled at her ear.

I knew she was getting closer, as her body tensed, lifting her hips higher taking my fingers deeper, her screams getting louder. Just as she tensed and trembled, her pussy gripping my fingers, I suddenly pulled my fingers away. “No! No! No! Don’t stop, you fucking bastard!” she screamed, her desperate voice filling the dark candlelit room,

I kept my fingers just above her dripping pussy feeling her lifting hungrily for them, desperate to cum, her frustration causing her to reach frantically for my tantalizing fingers. I then jammed them back into her pussy, fucking her, my hand rubbing her clit, my other hand pinching and twisting her nipple when suddenly her trembling body convulsed in an overwhelming orgasm, her screaming driving me insane as she exploded in writhing ecstasy, her whole body shaking in spasms, my cock throbbing to be in her when I bucked up and roughly flipped her off of me and onto her back, grabbing her legs, placing them over my shoulder, moving forward and without hesitation rammed my cock as hard as I could into her juicy cunt, knowing we were both out of our minds with lust, wanting only to fuck like wild animals, the whole evening leading to this moment.

“Take it! Take it! Fuck me! Fuck me!” I shouted with each hard thrust looking down at her.

“Give it to me! Make me your slut! Fuck me hard!” she screamed, lifting her hips off the bed, arching her back as I drove her back to the bed, thrusting as hard as I could, my cock grazing her clit as I pulled out and rammed her harder and harder, deeper and deeper, faster and faster, my orgasm rising then like a huge wave crashing against the shore of her body, my cum shooting hot gushes into her overflowing pussy, her body convulsing again and again, her pussy gripping my cock, milking it.

“I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” I screamed as I exploded in the most overwhelming orgasm of my life, my whole body writhing as wave after wave rolled through me before collapsing heavily on her, panting, gasping, unable to budge, her tits crushed against my chest, her arms and legs wrapped around me holding me to her breathless body.

After a few moments, wallowing in the afterglow of our wildness, I slid off of her and lay on my back and looked up at the ceiling, still trying to catch my breath and looked over at her next to me, her breasts rising and falling with her heavy breathing, both of us trying to come back to earth, both of us aware the whole evening had been moving towards these final moments of wild abandon and intense orgasms.

I loved when she moved closer and lay half of her body on my chest, her head on my shoulder and felt the warmth of her breasts crushed against my chest, my hand rubbing the smooth soft skin of her back. The room was dark except for the candlelight, both of us were quiet.

“So sailor, what now?” she asked, knowing I had arrived in her life after months on the freighter.

“I don’t know,” I answered, remembering I was crashing in Han’s hotel room, that I had no money and was taking one day at a time. “I don’t know,” I repeated. “All I know is I can’t believe that we are here in this bed and that I have been wanting to be with you for weeks ever since I saw you at the university several weeks ago and here I am.”

After a moment of quiet, both of us thinking, trying to comprehend our powerful attraction, neither of us knowing what to say, she lifted her head from my shoulder and kissed me. “Remember when I said make me your slut when we were fucking.”

“Yes,” I answered, loving how her blue eyes looked into mine. I pushed her long blonde hair away from her face thinking how beautiful she looked in the dim light.

“I want you to know I’m not a slut. I just love to fuck like one, but I don’t give myself to every guy who wants me. I like to flirt and tease but I am very particular. No one gets me unless I like the guy. Like I said, I’m always in control.”

“Well, thank you for saying that. I wasn’t sure. I don’t really know you and yesterday you grabbed me and pulled me into that room while Han’s and Birgit were fucking.”

“I know, but what you don’t know is I saw you looking at me several weeks ago at the university when you were having dinner and wanted to find a way to meet you but didn’t know how. I couldn’t just come up to you and say something then when I saw you with Hans in the hall at the hotel, I was surprised and excited.”

“So was I,” I responded stunned that Anna was as attracted to me as I was to her. “I had no idea,” I said.

“So maybe destiny brought us together, made us meet, let this happen,” she said.

“Maybe, I don’t know,” I responded looking up at her then kissed her, placing my fingers on her cheek, our lips meeting, lingering in a gentle kiss.

“I’m glad we met,” she said, pausing, looking into my eyes.

“I am too but I don’t think it was destiny. I think things just happen without explanation. That it was just luck we met in the hall and here we are and I agree, I’m glad we met too.”

“I like you and just wanted you to know that when I see someone I like, someone like you, I want to fuck them. I get turned on and I think it’s honest to follow my desire.”

“It’s good that you do that,” I said. “It’s honest. Some people would think you’re immoral, that you shouldn’t just have sex for the hell of it. They might think you’re a slut.”

“I know, but I am not a slut and think that notion of morality is crazy. I think sex is beautiful and honest. The pleasure of fucking someone you are attracted to and like is a gift, why not?”

“Well, I think you’re a gift,” I said. “I didn’t expect I would ever meet you let alone have a wild night like we have had.”

“The night’s not over,” she said, leaning down and kissed me again. “And maybe we can have more nights like this.”

“Maybe, but I want you to know, I will be leaving Copenhagen sometime soon to head back to the states for my brother’s wedding.”

“Let’s take one day at a time,” she said. “You never know what is going to happen or where destiny will take us.”

“That’s right. I’ve learned that it doesn’t do much good to plan. Things always happen that take you in a direction you never expected.” I paused, “Believe me I know.”

Anna and I made love again that night and we met for several nights. We enjoyed the times we had meeting at the university for dinner, coming back to her room for “dessert” taking walks, having snowball fights in the park. She showed me her art work and told me her passion was painting and I told her mine was poetry and that I got a job on a freighter and what happened with my plans.

It was hard leaving her and Copenhagen, but I had to get back to the states. At the time, I wasn’t sure how I would make that happen, but eventually I made my way down to Hamburg, Germany, got a job on a coal ship heading for Baltimore and here I am many years later with wonderful memories of those nights in Copenhagen with Anna.