My first story was well-received, and I noticed that I enjoy telling such stories. Now I would like to share a little adventure in Italy.

Every year, I went skiing with my father in Northern Italy. Every time I traveled abroad, it ended with me having sex with some foreigner. This time, I was super horny, and it resulted in hooking up with three Italians in one week.

I met the first one in the hotel bar; he struck up a conversation, bought me a few drinks, and at one point, asked if I had ever had sex with an Italian. I said no, and he asked if I wanted to try. You can guess my answer, so we immediately went to his room. As soon as we entered, we started undressing, kissing, and moved to the bed. He was well-built and well-endowed. After an hour, we finished, and with a simple "Hey," I left the room.

I met the second one in town while looking for a store that sold pasta and wine. He asked if I was lost and then guided me to a specific store. In the end, he asked if our adventure was ending there and if he would get something in return. I was super horny, so I offered to spend the evening together. Unfortunately, he turned out to be bad in bed, and the fun ended after 5 minutes, after which he kicked me out of his apartment.

I don't remember how I met the third one. I was at a hotel party and got really drunk. Suddenly, I woke up next to some Italian 30 km from my hotel. Luckily, he helped me get back to the hotel, but to this day, I have no idea what exactly happened.

I am 21yo but it was 2 years go