Elena Vega slumped onto the worn hostel bed, exhaustion etched on her face. Her backpacking trip through Europe had been exhilarating, but the constant travel and cramped quarters were starting to take their toll. A knock on the door startled her.
"Hey, Elena? It's Freddy. Heard you were having a rough day," a deep voice rumbled. Freddy Gong, a fellow traveler, stood in the doorway, a concerned expression on his face. He was tall, muscular, with a big black cock straining against his jeans. Elena hadn't really noticed him before, but now, she couldn't help but feel a flicker of something more than just gratitude.
"Yeah, just tired, I guess," she mumbled, her gaze drifting down to his bulge and quickly back up to his eyes. He smiled knowingly. "How about a massage? I'm pretty good," he offered with a wink. Elena hesitated for a moment, then nodded, the thought of his strong hands easing her tense muscles too tempting to resist. She was quickly realizing this was going to be more than just a massage.
Freddy's fingers kneaded the knots in her shoulders and back. Elena closed her eyes, moaning softly as the tension melted away. He moved lower, his hands tracing the curve of her spine, his touch becoming increasingly sensual. He gently caressed her tits, his fingertips dancing over her nipples. Elena gasped, her body responding with a jolt of electricity. "Oh, Freddy…"
He leaned down, whispering in her ear, "Relax, Elena. Let me take care of you." He moved to the front of her body, his fingers exploring her tight pussy through her thin shorts. She arched her back, her breath coming in ragged gasps. He pulled down her shorts and licked her clit with great devotion. Then he pulled down his own pants, and his thick BBC appeared. He slid inside her deeply, making her gasp with pleasure. Elena was riding him hard now, moving her hips back and forth, letting out a soft moan. She watched Freddy's face as he thrust into her again and again, and she smiled.
He flipped her over, his big black cock probing her backside. He began spooning her from behind, filling her with every thrust. He pounded into her relentlessly as she continued to moan. She felt her climax building, a tidal wave of pleasure washing over her. "Freddy… I'm… I'm gonna…" she gasped.
He pulled out, aiming for her ass. A thick stream of cum exploded onto her cheeks, hot and sticky. Elena collapsed back onto the bed, breathless and completely satisfied. Freddy lay beside her, panting, his body still buzzing with energy. He kissed her softly. "Feeling better now?" he asked with a grin. Elena chuckled, snuggling closer to him. "Much better," she whispered, her hand tracing the outline of his muscular chest. "Much, much better." She began to pull him back down on top of her...