i dont smoke pot and havent done since i was maybe 16 or 17, its not something that ive ever really been big on but i thought ''when in rome, etc'' and found myself in one of the many cafe/bars that sell weed. i explained to the guy there that i wasnt a smoker and wanted something that wasnt going to kill me. he gave me a ''baby spliff'' for 3.50 euro and i picked a dark corner at the back of the bar. i was grateful that it was so dark in there and the music was pretty loud because before long i was coughing my guts up with tears rolling down my cheeks. it took me 2 joints to get the hang of it and then i started watching how other people held theirs and smoked theirs. i tried to copy them so that i looked good at smoking and then i realised that i was stoned. i tried to explain to people that i felt guilty because they spoke such good english and i was just a daft brit who was too ignorant to learn another language. i dont think i was making much sense but i still had a good time with some people i met in there. my main reason for being in amsterdam was the red light district and all the seediness that it had to offer but i really struggled to motivate myself to get back outside. i was dosile and content where i was.
when i did drag my lazy, stoned arse out it was night time and the sights and sounds of that place kick started me. the hairs on the back of my neck stood up and i was excited and alert again. some of the girls on show in the windows are out of this world and put the so called ''super models'' to shame. they wouldnt look out of place on the cover of playboy or in the latest videos on MTV. i would think id found the most beautiful girl in the world with blonde hair, blue eyes and lovely big tits .. until i saw the girl in the next window down.they just got better and better the further i walked. i walked around for quite a while trying to choose which one of the lovely ladies i would treat myself to .. then i turned a corner and saw a black girl with big, if slighty saggy tits. she said ''30 euro suck and fuck?'' and i was in there like a shot. not because she was 20 euro cheaper than one of the white girls but because she was black and not all that good looking. christ knows why i chose her but i did and she had a massive arse with cellulite and stretchmarks all over her thighs and legs. i wanted to kiss her but she said that would cost another 20, i wanted to suck her tits but that was another 20 and i asked if i could lick her arsehole but that was 20 euro more too. i looked in the mirror as she knelt down and sucked my cock and i enjoyed seeing the contrast in our skin. her deep purple lips sliding up and down my white cock really turned me on and i spend just about my whole time in there looking to her side in the mirror, even when she squatted on top of me and hammered my cock into her i could only look at her fat arse wobbling in the mirror. i took her from behind too and slapped her backside gently as i fucked her and she eventually let me suck her tits for no extra cost. i dont remember her name or where she was from, i think it was uganda or somewhere like that.
when i was getting ready to leave she took the condom in a tissue and tossed it into a small bin and put her foot up on a wash basin. she splashed a little water on the arsehole and pussy to clean it and i thought ''you dirty, dirty bitch'' i was glad i hadnt licked her arse because i realised it wouldnt have been very hygenic.
i left and started walking toward my hotel feeling very pleased with myself and looking forward to telling my friends of my adventures .. but i didnt tell them what im about to tell you ..
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