The Night I Became Genghis Khan [MF]

I was sitting in a hotel bar on a Friday evening, minding my own business and pairing a whisky with some puzzles on a new app I just discovered, Brilliant. The week was finally coming to a close, and I needed some time off. The company I was working for was going a hard push trying to meet some end of quarter goals, and it felt like the process just wouldn’t end. Meeting after meeting after interview and I was drained. I had turned down some plans to hang out friends, knowing that I wouldn’t be high enough energy to really enjoy going to a show. Just didn’t want to be a buzzkill. And that’s how I ended up at the hotel bar, enjoying a cocktail and doing Brilliant problems. Little did I know that sitting and minding my own business would lead to what is, to this day, one of the hottest nights and peak sexual experiences of my life.

I wasn’t really paying attention to anybody else and just focusing on entertaining myself with this new app, jotting notes on the back napkin. I never said I wasn’t cliche. But at that moment it didn’t matter: I was enjoying myself and it just felt right. Many years of being single/trying to figure out how to attract women culminated with one simple thing: people are attracted to behaviors/things they like. People like to have fun. Have fun yourself and you’ll be attractive.

My rough game plan was to have a few drinks, maybe some food, and then retire to my room and call it a night. I had to go in for a long day of marathon meetings the next day, so nothing too crazy could happen.

I was making some smalltalk with the bartender about the usual, and mid-sentence, from the corner of my eye, this super hot girl walks in and immediately catches my eye. Probably 23-24, 5’6, jet black hair. She looked.. Asian? Russian? My best guess? Mongolian. Not sure but it didn’t matter. Thin body. Low cut shirt. Small but perfect tits. Long legs, tight-fitting skirt.

The bartender, probably getting more bored with me than I was with him, goes to talk to her. I don’t hear what about particularly and just go back to what I was doing before and I’m still enjoying myself. The difference is now I’m feeling a bit more on/awake as I see her go sit by herself. Deep down in the back of my mind is a cacophony of thoughts.. a mix between “how crude of you to think about fucking a girl at the bar” on one side, the other, picturing me fucking her senseless out in my hotel room as she begs for more. But let’s not get ahead of ourselves. We’re still at the bar. I haven’t even said hello.

That’s when I thought, fuck it. I grow a pair of balls, get up, and walk her way. The bar stool next to hers had my name on it. I stand over it and I what exactly I said, but it doesn’t really matter what you say. Just how you say it. Maybe 30 seconds later we’ve broken the ice, she’s laughing (she has a fucking sexy laugh) and I sit next to her. We made small talk. I didn’t ask her for her name because you should only ask questions you care about, and given how things were going, we didn’t really care about each other’s names.

For some reason she would launch into these stories about her life and my bullshit detector was going off like the bells of Notre Dame. I could tell she was embellishing the details and just straight up making shit up. Her stories got more and more full of details. Her family vacations to Europe on their private jet, how she advises Pharma M&A activity (despite being 24), she was lying and all I wanted her to do was continue lying so I could punish her for being a bad girl.

We’re siting and flirting, getting closer and closer, and an hour passes. I’m making moves, and she’s receptive: I touch her hand and she brings it closer. I say a stupid joke and brush her hair back behind her shoulder. She’s not moving away. She leans in and get closer. So we keep at it. We’re flirting endlessly. Lean in, then pull back. Repeat. I ask her where she’s from. Turns out I was right – she is Mongolian.

Next thing I know it’s 11pm and we’re both feeling the buzz. We’re stupidly gazing into each other’s eyes like horny teenagers and I move in and give her a kiss. We make out for a minute or so and then the bartender awkwardly coughs and asks if we wanted another round. Sure.

We’re flirting back and forth and I put up my palm. She reciprocates and puts her hand on mine. I poke fun at her with the dumb pickup line – “your hands are really big, you sure there isn’t something you want to tell me?” I ask. She looks at me, bites her lower lip with her upper teeth, doesn’t miss a beat and fires back and whispers into my ear the best thing a man could dream of hearing: “yeah, my hands are big but my pussy is very, very tight”

Yeah checkmate. That’s when I decided. Tonight, I’m Genghis Khan. And this eurasian mongolian bombshell here, tonight I’m going to fuck her brains out.

I put her chin in the palm of my hand, pulled her close to me, and kissed her lips. She reciprocated by grabbing my thigh and I knew exactly where this was heading. “We better take this to the couches because it’s getting PG-13” I said. She agrees.

We’re sitting on the couch facing one another and start making out. I’m feeling her body and she’s feeling mine. I pull her hair and she squeezes my thigh and I’m rocking a gigantic bulge that’s visible to everybody though my jeans. We do this for a few minutes until I make an executive decision: “we should take this upstairs because I want to do inappropriate things to you.” She bites her lip and upstairs we go.

We get into my hotel room and she puts her bag down. She goes to the bathroom and I hear her turning on the shower. OK, this could get interesting. I lay down on the bed a bit and wait. Five minutes later she asks for one of my t-shirts and I oblige. I had to go to the bathroom as well, so now it’s my turn. I walk in, wash my face a little bit, and just pause to think about how lucky I am for meeting her.

I knew I was lucky, but I only realized what kind of a night this was going to be when I walked out of the bathroom. There she was in the middle of my room, stark naked: diagonally leaning, face-first against the window. Arched back, butt arched out, and leaning face-forward against the floor-to-ceiling window, where she opened the curtains into the dark night sky. Her back was arched, pussy was shaved, ass was perfect, and her nipples were literally the size of small pencil erasers. Fuck, I still remember to this day.

I grin and walk towards her. She turns around and faces me and then pushes me on to the bed. She undoes my belt, rips off my pants, and begins to devour my rock-solid dick that’s been throbbing since we were making out downstairs. She stars by licking the tip, and each time she gets closer and closer every time and soon she’s taking me all the way and deep-throating my cock, nearly gagging on me as she takes me all the way down with the drool on running out of her mouth and onto me to me to prove it.

Wow. I am lucky.

She does this for a few minutes as I’m feeling her bare body. She’s thin but every part of her is perfect. My hands find her firm behind and I start fingering her. She wasn’t lying about her pussy being tight.. I could barely fit a finger. I’m going and she’s pushing me back, taking my dick deeper and deeper in her mouth. She likes control. I let her have it for a few more minutes before I punish her for all the lies downstairs.

Pretty soon, her pussy is dripping wet and I decide to change things up. I pulled my dick out of her mouth and she gags and coughs, push her away, and tell her to go stand against the window like a good girl.

She goes back, puts her palms on the window and arches her butt toward me like the good girl she is. I’m naked now too. I get behind her, our bodies connect. I pull her arms back with my hands and as she arches, I and slowly enter her. She moans as I work my way inside of her. She’s tight and I can barely make it in half way despite her being wet. Her lips are grabbing onto my dick and I remember what her moan sounds like to this day.

I start going in and out and she moves to accentuate the motion, pushing herself toward me whenever I push in. Fuck me, she whispers. We start slow and get moving faster and our bodies are making a clapping sound when my thighs hit hers. This time, she yells it. Fuck me. I grab her breasts, cupping them with my hands, and squeeze them while ravishing her and she screams her moans.

I press her against the window again, this time with all of her body rubbing against the cold glass as I fuck her from behind. I can tell it’s cold and she likes it. I get back in and fuck her like there’s no tomorrow. We’re pressing against the window. I push harder and she screams louder and her butt is starting to get red with marks from the force. The window starts making sounds as we hit against it and I’m not going any lighter.

I don’t know what it was about her, but she was like no other. I’ve been with many girls before, and I think I can tell when a girl is faking it. And this girl – she was either having orgasm after orgasm, or she was the best actress ever. We’d fuck for a few minutes and get faster and faster, she would tense up and scream/moan she was cumming. I didn’t believe her the first time so I kept pushing through, until next thing I know her entire body is pulsating, her legs are shaking and her pussy is non-stop choking my dick and she’s pulsating as I grab her and hold her as she shakes and screams my name and begs me to stop and she can barely stand up.

We go through this several more times. We fuck on every piece of furniture, every couch, and every surface. We fuck in every corner of my hotel room in every position. We explore every part of each other’s bodies and we’re fucking like there is no tomorrow.

After a few more thrusts, I lift her up by her thighs again. I turn her around and toss her over my shoulder like a rag doll, move to the bed, and then throw her onto the bed facing me. Right as I’m about to go down on her, she struggles and instead switches to sucking me off again. She gets on her knees, looks up at me, and says “enjoy the city lights” and then resumes deep-throating me, this time taking my dick all the way down her throat from the beginning. Wow. I’m grabbing her hair, touching every part of her body, and for just then, we’re inseparable. She sucks my dick like it’s the last one on planet earth. Drool on the floor and she coughs and goes deeper.

I’m admiring the city lights and she’s treating me like a king. I decide it’s time to return the favor. I pull her away from my dick, lift her up, and throw her onto the bed, this time not even giving her the chance to fight back. I get on the floor and start taking care of her pussy like she took care of my dick. I’m licking and work a finger in, out, in, out.. within a minute she’s screaming/crying “i’m cummingi’mcumming” with a sexy desperate scream. I hold her down move up the bed and kiss her while her whole body pulses and shakes.

It’s probably been 45 minutes at this point. I get up on the bed with her and fuck her doggy style. Deeper with every thrust. That’s when I noticed she was bleeding a little bit – I immediately stop and ask if she’s okay. “you’re bleeding a bit, do you want to stop for a bit?” She shakes her head and begs me to continue. I didn’t want to hurt her because clearly I was. I tell her I’m going to stop, to which she firmly looks into my eyes and says “I need you to shape me so I can always take you whenever you want”

Hoooly shit.

She puts her hand in her pussy, feels herself bleeding a bit, pulls her hand out, acknowledges she’s bleeding, and then proceeds to rub her bloody hand over my torso. I’ve got red marks across my body now and I’d be lying if I said that wasn’t the biggest turn on.

“Fuck me harder” she says. I oblige and proceed to fuck her brains out, interrupting her every time she tries to say my name with the force of my dick punishing her pussy going deeper and deeper.

I pause and look around the room and have a fear and loathing moment. Every furniture fixture is out of place, her body marks are all over the windows, we’ve fucked each other’s brains out like we’re the last two people alive. Her blood is rubbed across my torso and here we are relentlessly fucking doggy style.

Fuck it. All in.

Her moans get louder and she screams that she’s coming yet again. This time I can’t really hold it any longer. I’m about to blow the biggest load ever. I go harder and harder and harder until I’ve about hit my climax, too. She’s shaking and screaming she’s coming. I pull out, thrash her around so she’s lying on the bed facing me. In that moment I blow the biggest load all over her flat stomach and perfect chest.

It’s quiet for like 10 seconds as our orgasms subside and catch out breath and regain consciousness.

We open our eyes, and she feels my cum all over her perfectly-toned body. This I won’t forget – she starts rubbing it all over her neck, chest, and torso. “I wanted you to cum inside of me” she says, with a tinge of disappointment.

Luckily, it’s still midnight and we’ve got plenty of time for that in the morning.

I get up, grab her a towel and we hop in a hot shower, nearly too exhausted to function. We dry off and get into bed naked and spoon to keep each other warm. She rests her head on my chest and I catch a last glimpse of how pretty she is before we both pass out from exhaustion.

Before long we’re both out cold. We slumber the night through, only to wake up in the morning and fuck two more times before we said goodbye without even learning each other’s names.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gzx5mo/the_night_i_became_genghis_khan_mf