My adventure with Mr. MD in Budapest began with an intoxicating evening at a Nick Cave concert during his Wild God tour, where the haunting melodies of “Into My Arms” wrapped around me like a warm embrace.
The lyrics echoed in my heart:
“I don’t believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did, I would kneel down and ask him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Would not touch a hair on your head
Leave you as you are
If he felt he had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms.”
In the VIP section reserved for devoted fans, we were just steps away from the stage, close enough to touch Nick Cave himself. As the notes danced in the air, I felt MD’s gaze on me—intense and filled with longing—a promise of the night ahead that ignited a fire within me. With each word sung, the world around us faded into oblivion, leaving only the music, the dim stage lights, and the electric chemistry crackling between us. What an extraordinary beginning to our unforgettable journey together!
The next day, our exploration of Budapest continued with a thrilling excursion through the city’s rich tapestry of history and beauty. As a big fan of history, it was exciting to hear tales of the city’s turbulent past, the Soviet era, and the modern history under Viktor Orbán, who is certainly a character in his own right. Hand in hand, we wandered along the cobblestone streets, the scent of fresh lángos pastries and chimney cakes tempting us at every corner. I caught glimpses of MD’s smile as our guide shared captivating stories about Budapest, and together we laughed and cried, fully immersed in the moment.
I think that being in Budapest and not indulging in the iconic spa is a crime against both body and soul! Visiting the Széchenyi Thermal Bath was quite an experience. As I soaked in the warm, mineral-rich waters, surrounded by stunning Neo-Baroque architecture, a sense of serenity washed over me. Suddenly, I felt his arms wrap around my waist, and he whispered that we needed to sneak away to the steam room, where we could be hidden from the world but completely in tune with each other. As the steam enveloped us, droplets of sweat began to roll down my breasts, glistening like tiny jewels in the soft, ambient light. He pulled me close in his embrace, and I could feel his arousal growing stronger by the second. His hands drifted skilfully over my willing body, coming to rest between my thighs. After he pulled my swimsuit to one side, his expert fingers explored what lay beneath. Oh, if only those walls could talk…
On the day of Mr. MD’s birthday, we indulged in a sumptuous dinner at the renowned Monks Restaurant, where the intimate ambiance wrapped around us like a warm embrace. Flickering candles cast a soft glow over the rich wood and stone décor, creating an inviting and enchanting atmosphere. As we savoured exquisite Hungarian delicacies—famous goulash that melted in my mouth and luxurious duck liver pâté that tantalized my palate—each bite felt like a celebration. This was followed by the famous Tokaji red wine, as sweet as Mr. MD’s kisses. Yet, it was his lingering touches that quickened my heartbeat, adding a deeply intimate layer to the evening. We’ll leave it at that, but all I can say is that it was my honour to be his birthday gift that night.
The following day, we visited St. Stephen’s Cathedral, standing in awe of its grandeur. The beauty of the architecture was breathtaking, yet it paled in comparison to the way he looked at me, as if I were the most precious work of art. With every step, I felt the weight of history, but it was the promise of our own story that lingered in the air.
The night unfolded like a dream as we boarded a dinner cruise along the majestic Danube River. The moon hung low in the sky, casting a silver glow over the city as we glided past breathtaking landmarks. The enchanting sounds of gypsy violins serenaded us, their melodies swirling around us like a gentle evening breeze. Lost in each other’s eyes, we sipped fine wine, savouring the moment and eagerly anticipating the magic that lay ahead.
Our adventure culminated with a visit to the stunning Parliament building, a majestic testament to Hungary’s rich heritage. We strolled along the Danube under the brilliant sunshine, the golden rays reflecting off the water and casting a shimmering glow that mirrored the spark in his eyes. I leaned in closer, feeling the warmth of his body against mine, as the world around us faded away. It was time to say goodbye, but we promised to return to this enchanting city.
