That time a girl [F]rom Holland came to visit [M]e

So, Last week I wrote a post about meeting a Dutch girl, named Anna, in [Vegas](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8put5r/that_time_i_met_a_girl_from_holland_in_vegas/)… But you don’t need to read that to understand the backstory.

Met cute Dutch girl in a dance club, her friends tell me she had just caught her fiance cheating with his 2nd girlfriend and she went to vegas to blow off some steam. I was “off some steam” that weekend. And while we did oral and touching, she wasn’t ready for PIV sex because she was only a week out from her break-up. Anyway…

After Vegas she went back to Holland and I went back to LA. We emailed and texted a bit here and there, but she was going through her separation, starting over, moving and had a few other things on her plate. Every so often we’d text on Skype and we even had Skype sex a hand full of times. But over the course of a few months she sort of faded away. I started dating someone, she started dating someone… and that was it… Then why the hell am I writing about it??

Well, two years went by from the time we met and she writes me out of the blue. “Hey, I need to take a Holiday and would love to see California. Can I crash at your place for 2 weeks so I can see the state?”.

We have a bit of back and forth, and we decide she can stay with me for two weeks and that I’d even take a week off and drive around the state with her for one week and be a tour guide. She casually asks if it’s cool with my girlfriend if she sleeps there, and I reply “oh, I don’t have a gf right now”. But we didn’t talk anything about sleeping situations, if there was still some interest there… nothing.

So the day comes and I pick her up at the airport late in the day. She’s dressed comfy casual, from the long flight, just yoga type pants, and a loose long sleeved sweater. She has minimal make-up and her hair is back in a ponytail. Regardless she looks just as cute as I remember. Maybe even cuter. Anna is thin, athletic, about 5’5” with shoulder length blonde hair and bright blue eyes. One the way back to my place we stop at a bar near my house and get some food and catch up over a beer. She tells me she’s been single for the past 6 months after the guy she was dating just didn’t give her butterflies. I tell her about my ups and downs in the dating world and we down some wings, fries and a few other delicious apps.

We get back to my house, give her the tour and I basically offer her a cheap air-bed or the couch and she chooses the couch. She says she really needs to shower and clean up after being on a plane all day, but that she has to unpack and organize her things. So, I should get ready for bed first. I jump in the shower and by the time I’m out she’s halfway unpacked and drinking some wine on the couch watching a movie from my netflix. I take over the wine and movie duties and she takes her shower.

When she comes out of the bathroom, her hair is down and slightly wet, and all she’s wearing is a plain white cotton nightie. It has thick straps on her shoulders a wide neck line and then loosely glides down her body and stops at her mid-thigh. It’s not lingerie, but she looks ridiculously hot in it. And there’s very little left to the imagination. She curls up on the couch near me and starts to drink her wine again. We talk a bit, but then we both start to focus more on the movie. Well, she does.. I can’t stop looking at her nightie and the way it stops at her mid-thigh, and how soft and perfect her legs look. My heart is racing and my mind is running through all these scenarios where her and I end up kissing.

After awhile she stretches out on the couch and lays back against the arm, she’s careful not to let her nightie show her panties as she moves around and she throws her legs across my lap. “Sorry, my legs feel cramped from being on the plane for so long, I need to stretch out”. I decide to be a “bro” and I start to rub her calves and feet as she lays back and closes her eyes. Fine, fine, I’m not “being a bro” I’m thinking physical contact causes more physical contact, right? I’m rubbing and massaging and then she let’s out a few sighs and sounds of enjoyment. She’s closed her eyes and is just relaxing, but occasionally pops up and leans to the left to sip her wine. I slide my hands up a bit and massage near her knee and Anna jerks her legs and says “noooo, I’m ticklish. You can massage below or above, but stay away from my knees!”.

Wait a second.. she just said “or above”? By the way, my heart is still racing all this time. I can’t stop glancing up to where her nightie meets her mid-thigh, hoping one of her movements will show her panties. But she’s good at keeping that thing closed. But she said “or above”, right? Fuck it.. I run my hands up to her thighs as I start to rub. She let’s out a sigh of enjoyment, so my sudden “fuck it” attitude goes into overdrive and I decide to just go for it. I slide one of my hands up her thigh, under her nightie to touch her panties and try my luck. There’s no resistance and instead her thighs move apart as my hand slides up until I touch the cloth of… of… wait, she doesn’t have panties on at all. Before I even comprehend, my thumb is tracing over the wet lips of her pussy and she lets out a soft moan without opening her eyes. I keep running the tip of my thumb over her pussy, she’s becoming more and more wet and I’m spreading it around her pussy. I start to run my other hand up her thigh and slider her nightie up over her hips..and she pushes her hand down to meet mine and looks up at me. “Let’s go to your bed” she says. I’m starting to think this was all her master plan and I’m just barely keeping up with her.

We go to the bedroom and I fix the lights to be dim, but not dark. I’m standing near the door as she slides onto my bed.

Anna: “Remember those times we played on skype?”
Me: “yes”
Anna: “I always loved having you watch me”
Me: “I loved watching you”

Then she slides back onto my bed so she’s sitting up against the head board and she slides her nightie up to show me her cleanly shaved pussy, her lips wet and swollen from me touching her. Then she starts to play with herself while I stand there watching. She’s moaning softly and making eye contact with me. Watching me watch her.

Anna: “Do you like?”
Me: “yeah” (gulp)
Anna: “are you hard?”
Me; “yes”
Anna: “Show me.. I want to see”

I pull my shirt up over my head and off, then I undo my jeans and pull them off, so I’m standing there just in my boxers. I pull them down bellow my balls and I start to stroke my hard cock for her to watch.

Anna: “I was always so mad at myself in Vegas, because of what happened”
Me: “Mad that we hooked up?”
Anna: “Mad that I let my asshole ex get in my head, and I didn’t let you fuck me”
Me: “I understood…”
Anna: “I don’t… I wanted you to fuck me”
Anna: “I still do”

I walk over to the night stand, and open it and start to rummage a bit.

Anna: “what are you doing?”
Me: “getting a codom”

Anna, then gets up.. leaves the room and goes to her suitcase. What, did she bring her own? She comes back after 2 minutes, and pushes a sheet of paper into my chest. Then crawls back onto the bed.

Anna: “My tests.. I’m negative for everything, I had them done last week. I don’t like condoms”
Me: “You know, this is in Dutch or something, these aren’t real words on here?”

It’s a medical looking form with a paragraph of text I can’t read, but then a spread sheet with 5-6 things marked “neg” in the next column over. I tell her I was tested 5-6 months ago, and I should be good but that I… She interrupts me and pulls me onto the bed.

Anna: “Just don’t cum inside me then, and we’ll be ok. I’m on the pill, so you don’t need to worry about that either”.

I agree and she pushes me down on the bed. All this talking has made me not as hard and she goes to work getting the moment back. She crawls over me and starts to kiss my neck and down my chest, she’s taking her time and kissing every inch of me. Until she’s at my waste, and quickly says “Off”… As she pulls on my boxers, I press up and let her pull them out from under me. And then I’m naked. She leans down and starts to softy kiss my cock, licking and teasing the tip. She never once takes me into her mouth, she’s simply teasing me, making me even harder, driving my crazy.

She has me writhing on the bed and then she climbs back up and reaches down under her nightie and slides her hand over my cock, and rubs the tip against her wet pussy. I slide my hands onto her hips and pull her down as she lets go. She’s so tight she resists me, the tip not wanting to press into her and she rocks her hips a couple of times until I finally press past her tight opening into her. We both gasp in that moment. I feel her tight warmth griping me. She leans down and kisses me… Fuck, we hadn’t even kissed until this moment. We both let go and start feverishly kissing. She’s moving her body up and down mine, her pussy’s grip on my cock is less tight now and she’s able to slide along my cock. She’s starting to moan against my mouth. She’s saying something in dutch under her breath, then she whispers in my ear “I wanted this for so long”. And she sits up and starts to ride my cock. She sees me watching her and she grabs her nightie by the bottom and pulls it up over her head. She’s naked now, and I can see her perfectly perky B cub breasts and her athletic body moving as she rides me. She looks amazing… too amazing… I suddenly feel my orgasm building. I grab her by the waist, I’m getting ready to pull her up and myself out as I cum. She seems to know what I’m doing, she presses her hips down harder and leans down, her lips against mine, but she doesn’t kiss me. She starts to whisper “cum inside me, cum inside me”. Repeating herself over and over against my lips and rocking her ass harder. Then I let go, unable to resist. She sits back up and grinds hard against my cock as I start to cum, and she moans even louder than me, cuming with me. Her body moving as my cock pulses, her tight pussy pulling the cum out of me and into her.

Then she collapses ontop of me. Her breathing fast and hard in my ear as she lays down on top of me. My cock still inside her.

Anna: “Does this mean I get to sleep in the bed?”

It was a busy 2 weeks…

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8rohzz/that_time_a_girl_from_holland_came_to_visit_me