Weird story.... I got a girls number, she found out about my blog...but still came to meet me anyway. I let her come home with me on the condition that I could fuck her in the ass.
I was at a film screening with my friend, and as we were leaving I said to him "What kind of men would we be if we left here without at least talking to some girls?" So we struck up a conversation with some girls standing nearby. Good decision as it turned out they were only in town for a few days.
“Want to go for a drink after?” I asked the one I was talking to, a tall brunette with the most amazing calves I had scene in a long time. She smiled, said that would be great and we swapped numbers.
This text exchange followed. Notice the parts where I use suggestive language to create sexual tension. I set it up and her sexual mind fills in the blanks for me.
This next part is kind of boring so I removed it, I just tell her I went to a sales event
I met her at the tram stop, and she was wearing these amazing pants.
We walked across the road and I held her hand. I knew I could be this forward with her because she was clearly frustrated that we hadn’t met up, on her last night, and looking to have some fun. The fact that she had left her friends to come meet me alone in my part of town was a very big hint.
I walked her to a bar and we sat down. I asked her how her weekend had been and she said “Crazy…so crazy.” She kept alluding to these supposed crazy adventures she had regularly, without ever filling in what exactly was so crazy about it. I called her on it.
“You keep mentioning that and yet so far you haven’t told me one thing that’s actually crazy at all.”
She kept being weird about it, bringing it up, and then skirting around the topic. Something was up, as I would find out soon.
We got up to get a drink, and then went upstairs to find another seat. We sat in the hallway outside the bathrooms, and I said “Classy place to sit.”
We chatted a bit longer about her ‘crazy’ stories, again her never actually telling me any part of the story, then told me she was writing a book about them all. I was tempted to tell her I was writing a book about girls I’ve fucked, but it didn’t feel right.
I started inspecting her amazing pants. “Stand up” I told her. I kept touching her legs, her toned calves and her thighs, and working my hand up to cup her tight butt cheeks and brush against her pussy. It made me really fucking hard, so when she sat down I said “That makes me feel really good” and put her hand on my leg. She didn’t move it so I said “Really good right here…” and slowly slid her hand up to my boner. “I bet it does” she said with a grin.
She touched it for a second, then got up and went to the bathroom.
We went downstairs, and she said “I have something to tell you.”
"I know more about you than you think..." she told me.
"Ahhh. You've read my blog." I said.
"Yes. And I'm still here..."
There was a long pause as she waited for me to say something and I just smiled.
She broke the silence by telling me more about it. We talked about it for about 20 minutes. She told me how her friends all hated it, and again said "but I'm still here!"
"Yes. You are adventurous." You’ve got to hand it to her. Reading a blog about all the girls I’ve fucked, all the weird places I’ve had sex, knowing that I would write about the experience, and she still came to meet me. That’s exactly the type of adventurous spirit I want to attract into my life.
She also explained why she hasn't been telling me her stories: she felt weird while I didn't know how much she knew about me. She told one story about her almost banging two guys in one night; I was impressed.
I said "You know…I would have fucked you in the bathroom upstairs if you hadn't gone to the toilet."
"I know! That's why I left. It didn't feel right. But part of me really wanted to…I was confused."
After telling me another sex story she said "I hate sleeping with someone and them going silent."
"Ok well let me just say right now I have a girlfriend. It's an open relationship."
"I know. I read it on your blog. Want to know how I found out what you did?"
"I already know. My text message showed my email address through iMessage and you Facebooked me."
"Close. I Googled your email and found the domains you had registered. 'BigGenitals.com' was the first one I saw. Then Rapidescalation.com “
I was feeling tired. I also recently read a book about making split second decisions: the idea is your subconscious instantly knows the best course of action and overanalyzing just confuses you. Lately I've been going with my gut instead of my head, so I said "I don't think we should have sex. If it was meant to happen it would have already happened." I enjoyed talking to her so I said "Walk me home?" At this point since I had tonsillitis all I wanted to do was take my antibiotic and go to sleep.
On the walk home I slapped her ass. It was so firm and jiggly. It's rare to see that amount of ass well maintained, but she'd obviously worked for it. She huddled closed to me in the cold.
"Want to blow me in a lane way?" I asked her.
"Not really” she casually replied.
"Ok. Want to fuck one of my less sick friends back at my place?” I asked.
"No."
In my world this is a very generous offer and refusing this is like an insult to my hospitality. She's on holiday, I'm doing my best to help her live her fantasies and she just flat out refuses. I wouldn’t say this to just ‘anyone’ but she had clearly indicated that she understood my world by reading my blog, coming to meet me and touching my dick.
We got to the tram stop and I said "Ok I'm just going to feel your ass till the tram comes."
I sat down and told her to present her ass in front of me. Her legs were amazing to touch. So perfectly toned. "It's like a Greek sculpture. As beautiful to touch as it is to look at."
I wanted to take a photo so we crossed the road to be in better light, and a thunderstorm erupted, with flashes of powerful lightening.
I told her about my split second decision not to fuck her. She sounded very disappointed.
"Oh. I've gone and stuffed it up haven't I. I always do this."
"Hey don't beat yourself up. I'm sick. Anyway can your taxi do a detour by my place? It's pouring rain."
"Your place?" Her eyes lit up. "We could go there..."
"Are you offering to sit on my dick" I asked.
Her face dropped. "Not when you say it like that."
"Ok forget it then. What do you expect, me to say some pleasant thing like invite you for tea? I think the reason I'm so blunt is that's the terms I'm willing to fuck on. My whole life I've felt like sex power is skewed towards female terms of engagement. 'I just want to cuddle, I want to wait three dates etc'. So this is a reaction to that. I'm creating my own terms of engagement. If you're offended by the way I talk then I don't want to have sex."
She sighed again, clearly frustrated that she wasn't getting laid, muttering to herself.
"Ok. How about this. I’ll take you home if I can fuck you in the ass."
As soon as I said it I started getting hard. The possibility that she would say yes made me so horny.
She stared at me for about 20 seconds like a deer in the headlights, her eyes darting back and forth and her lips quivering. "I'll take your silence as a yes" I said, and took her by the hand to my place. A huge dramatic burst of fork lighting erupted at that moment. The thunder gods approved my intent to sodomize her. HAIL THOR AND ODIN.
She later told me that she wanted to say yes but didn't want to look like a slut. That's social conditioning for you.
We walked and talked, holding hands.
"I'm so hard."
"I'm so wet" she replied.
"I'm thinking about how I want you.... Bent over on the bed while I undress. Patiently waiting for my cock like a good girl."
In my room she took off her shoes and climbed onto the bed on all 4s. "In this room you are my sex slave and you follow my directions" I said. "Now... move that ass back." I gave her a good squeezing with her pants on, living out every yoga pants fantasy. "Stand up" I ordered her, and took her pants and panties off.
Her ass had a perfect mix of size and shape, and her skin was soft and smooth all over. I walked to the side of the bed. "Now. Crawl over here and put this in your mouth." She took my cock gently with her fingertips, and teased the tip with her tongue. She looked so submissive. I rolled the codom on. "Now. Your pussy is ready."
I reached down to finger her, and she wasn't lying when she said she was wet. My cock slid straight in. I spent more time admiring her ass and slapping it than I did thrusting into her pussy slowly. After a minute I brought her to the side of the bed, with me standing up and her bent doggystyle, ass in the air. As I fucked I started pouring lube on her butthole. They seem to expand when a woman is horny and this was no exception. I slipped a finger in, and was whispering to her the whole time "Good girl. It's so tight! Could I fit another finger... Lets find out.."
After warming her ass up I pressed the tip of my dick and it slid straight in. She had such a receptive butthole for anal, it was beautiful. "Slowly slide back onto it at your pace" I told her. I took my time getting in her ass, I was enjoying every second of it. My dick was so stiff. As it inched deeper and deeper it got even harder, making me hyper aware of the surface of it. As we got into a rhythm I could penetrate deeper and deeper into her ass, and pound it faster and faster.
I whispered to her "What are you?" And she said "A good girl"
"Then why are you doing bad things? You must be published" I said as I began to slap her firmly on both juicy cheeks while she moaned.
The image was mind blowingly hot: her bent over the bed her perfect toned and tanned legs, my stiff cock sliding into her butthole. I grabbed her by the ankles and spread her knees even wider.
I pulled out and said "Put your face on the bed. Reach back, and spread your self wide for me to enter again." She complied, her hands reaching back to spread her cheeks for me. Pushing my cock into her ass in this dominant context made me so fucking horny. I could feel myself getting close, little quivers of pleasure running from my knob as it penetrated her tight entrance.
I grabbed her by the hair and started to fuck her firmer and harder. My orgasm built for ages till I felt myself explode in her she cried out in pleasure. I gradually slowed my pace, my cock still stiff. "That was beautiful” I said as she turned around, her eyes gleaming with mischievous sexual energy.
Afterwards we talked more about the fantasy and what had happened. I told her how I spent my whole life thinking that girls didn’t really like sex and they only wanted hugs and chocolate and roses and money and simply put with sex to get a boyfriend. And that because of this, it means that I got really turned on by anything that suggested that women really DO like sex. Sexually forward and empowered women are super hot to me. And conversely, I’m really turned off by anything that supports the ‘women don’t like sex’ idea. So when a woman is seducing me, anything, even the slightest hint of her saying she doesn’t want to do it, is a massive turn off for me. I instantly begin to lose my erection. In the past when girls have put up resistance all I need to do is tell them ‘it turns me off when you act like that’ and they jump straight on my cock.
It was a crazy experience, meeting up with her, almost fucking her in the bathroom, her telling me she read my blog, me deciding not to fuck her, then her agreeing to anal back at my place. It took courage and freedom for her to come and meet me and for that I have massive respect. To any other women that want to seduce me like this…offering your butthole is the key to my heart.
CHAT