I've had some stories written down and stored here and there, about real parts of my life. I decided this was an amazing platform to share, so here you go with one of them. Bear with my literary skills!
This one happened some years ago. It's about a girl that during a couple of months was in my workplace on an Erasmus program. I met her a couple of times when some of the younger people from work would go out for a bar or night out. She was german, green eyes with blond and long hair, her body quite small and slim. Both cute and sexy.
Every night we went out the other guys in the group would behave pretty much the same, and what you would kind of expect from a group in their early 20's: get to a bar, have a few drinks, most guys would try to hit on her, she'd tease them back, but dismissed them often. Once in a while talk, she'd about her boyfriend back home. She knew she was wanted, and she liked to play with that. Me? I was the older in the group, and definitely the calmer, quieter guy on the group. She surely would catch my eye often, but I wouldn't give it much thought, I was having my fun somewhere else... And to be honest, when it comes to co-workers I'm always extra careful. So I never really went of my way.
One particular day at the bar, the conversation topic goes to sex. We were sitting in front of each other. She contributes to the conversation saying "you know, some women just cannot orgasm during sex". Mindlessly, I turned to her and say "well, maybe you're just not being touched the right way". She meets my eye gaze. A naughty smile forms in her face, and subtely without breaking eye contact she replies. "maybe". It was in that moment something inside me fired up. The way she teased me got me noticing her, and I would find my eyes drifting to her now and then. Later that night, we find out we live in the same bus line. We take that same bus and eagerly talk a bit more while we're at it. I tell her about my non-monogamous relationship: me and my girlfriend lived in different cities. and we allowed each other to have sex with whoever we feel like. I was telling her about how fun that was when her eyes met mine again with a new smile of surprise. "You know, I would really like to have that, but my boyfriend will never agree to it. He's still there in that small town, where everyone has a conservative mind. And here I am in a different country, wanting to live my life how I want it". That thought lingered around by the time the bus reaches my stop. We hug tightly and I take my leave, knowing that in that space between us, any spark could start a fire.
I can't really say I remember exactly how it all went after. Another day, another venue,and we're all out dancing and having fun. She's wearing a short, tight black dress, and my eyes would often find themselves following the shape of her body. Countless times we crossed looks, teased one another, back and forth building that tension. I knew I wanted her, and in some way I can’t explain, her body kept asking me to take her.
As the night comes to a closure, the weather outside is welcoming and the two of us start walking home in the same direction. The tension is burning, we banter with each other while walking. It didn't took long until a joke or a tease ended with my arm around her. Our bodies closing that last gap as tight as they could, hands grabbing each other and not letting go, while our lips and tongue wrestled between them to satisfy that hunger. "Come" I tell her, as we quickly rush to my apartment which was close by. As soon as we enter the building we are making out on the elevator, on the corridor and against the entrance door.
The door barely had time to close behind us. Her back is against the wall, my body is pressing her and our mouths will not separate from each other. My hands running up her legs, lifting up her dress as they find their way up her body. Her mouth kissing me madly, occasionally stopping to catch up with heavy breathing. I pull her dress off and throw it all over the floor, her eyes fixated in mine while her legs started to show weakness. Her hands grab my hair as I start kissing her neck and breasts and my hands feeling her body everywhere they can reach. I then grab her hand and take her to the bedroom.
Lying on my bed, she holds my body close as my lips find their way around her neck, breasts, all the way down slowly to her waist. Then, I’m back at her neck and we’re hearing each other’s breath while my hands find their place between her legs. I could feel her soaked through the fabric of her panties. Sliding them to the side, my fingers start playing around, until through her moans I can hear "Please, fuck me!". I take out the rest of her underwear, but not willing to give in to her command just yet. My lips find their way to her legs, and slowly tease her on the way up. As I feel her legs on both sides of my face, my mouth keeps happily exploring her pussy while her moans just get louder. We both can’t hold it anymore as I put on a condom and make my way inside her. She grasps and moans, her voice is shaking. I can feel her scratching my back as I get insanely turned on and my hips thrust her harder and deeper. She turns around and I have her from behind. I can't hold it anymore, my mind is kinda dizzy and on a deep, strong thrust I'm coming on an explosion of joy.
This could be, as you might think, the end of the story, as we fell asleep tired and sweaty. But a few moments later, I woke up as she got up for the bathroom. She comes back with that tight dress on again and slides back into bed. I immediately feel there's nothing under that dress as I spoon her. My cock gets hard as a rock as she starts pushing her ass against it. My hands run through her body, front her neck, her breasts, hips, and now between her legs. She breathes heavily as I continue exploring her with my hands and biting her neck from behind. I grab her body and move her on top of me, her back on my chest, my arms around her. As my cock slips inside her and I can feel her wettness sliding up and down my shaft, I keep playing with her clit. She starts moaning louder and louder, grabbing me hard so I wouldn't stop. As she builds up, her hands grab my hair and immediately after I can feel her whole body contracting and losing itself in orgasmic pleasure.
From the many sex experiences I can recall, I somehow remember this one with a lot of detail, as you could see. Hope you enjoyed it!
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