[F27, M26]
I met Lukas on a dating app. I remember finding him incredibly cute and attractive from his pictures and was glad when that translated to his looks in real life. He was about 5’8, reddish brown hair, sparkling blue eyes, short cropped facial hair, and had a dazzling smile. He was almost two years younger than me, which normally would be a turn off (I mostly date men that are older since I find our maturity levels line up better), but we got along so well that it didn’t matter. He was incredibly intelligent and worldly. He was from Germany and working in the US temporarily at a job placement as part of his Master’s degree. He was only scheduled to be in the country for a few more months, but I decided to meet him anyway and see where things went.
Our first date was a fun summer magical evening getting drinks at a bar in a local park. He came from work and so he looked dapper in a casual blue suit and well tailored button up. We hung out for hours that night in the park and I couldn’t help it, I was so drawn to him and I kissed him. We made out for a while, laughing and enjoying the night getting to know each other. Eventually he walked me to my train and stole one last kiss as my train arrived and we made plans to hang out again.
Our second date was equally as fun, hanging out at another park, this time along the waterfront, and grabbing food and drinks nearby. The evening ended with us kissing on a pier as the city lights shone around us and the full moon shone overhead.
So needless to say, I was pretty much smitten. By the third date I knew I wanted to sleep with him. This was big for me. As someone who usually took a long time to feel things out and over-analyze if the situation was right, I decided I liked him enough that even if this was short lived, I would enjoy it. I couldn’t deny my attraction to him, both physically and intellectually. So when I picked a dinner spot near my apartment for our next date I knew what I was doing.
After dinner I asked him if he wanted to come over to my place. He agreed and we started our walk to my apartment. We held hands as we walked, the electricity between us palpable, and occasionally one of us pulled the other in to share a kiss. The kisses became more passionate as we got closer to my place, with me pressing my body into him and him grabbing my waist. I couldn’t wait to get him alone.
When we got to my place we sat on the couch in the living room for a bit, partaking in a sorry attempt at watching something on Netflix while we kept making out and building up to more. One thing I loved about hooking up with Lukas was this thing he did to my ear (not something I ever expected to say). He had the most sexy way of working up from my neck to my ear and breathing into it, making me shiver in antici…pation. He would teasingly lick and tug my ear with his mouth (it’s sexier than it sounds!) as we continued exploring each other, and it was such a simple thing that turned me on so much.
Eventually we became more and more horizontal on the couch, my short dress pushed up and our breathing more frenzied. He pulled down the front of my dress and bra, exposing my breasts to him as he alternated taking each in his mouth and giving it the same sexy, teasing treatment, as I ran my fingers through his hair.
He licked and sucked my nipples, at times gently tugging them with his teeth, which turned me on even more. I was getting caught up in the pleasure I was feeling but soon realized we should probably move somewhere more private. At this rate I’d be fully naked soon and it made sense to move things to the bedroom in case any of my roommates came home.
I briefly stopped him, “come with me, we should move this to my room” I said as I pulled up my dress temporarily and turned the TV off. I lead him down the hall to my room, entering before him. I heard him close the door behind me and I took a breath, readying myself, then turned to face him.
“Your room is so pink”. It was something I heard a lot. There was plenty of time for him to take in my decor later, we had business to get back to. “I know” I chuckled as I walked towards him slowly. I slowly slid my hands up his chest and over his shoulders, pulling him closer. “Now, where were we?”
He urgently kissed me, immediately forgetting about anything else. Still kissing we stumbled backwards onto the bed. I started unbuttoning his shirt, needing to get closer to him, but fumbling with the buttons in my haste. “Here, let me do that” he said as he took over, making eye contact with me as we just breathed and I waited for him to finish removing his shirt completely. Once he finished, he coyly said “your turn” as he pulled my dress up from the bottom and I took it off, with me now laying before him in just my bra and panties. He pulled my bra down slightly again and got back to work loving on my tits. I reached back and unhooked my bra, removing it completely and making it easier for both of us.
I could feel him growing hard against me and I wanted to unleash his cock. I sat up and began undoing his belt buckle as I looked up at him. I slowly unzipped his pants and he got up quickly and discarded them. I brought my hand to his bulge over his boxer briefs and started teasing him over the fabric as he looked down at me. I gently slid the waistband down and exposed his cock for the first time. It was a wonderful cock. On the smaller side, but still lovely. I was so turned on by him that his size wasn’t a problem at all. I just wanted him in this moment.
He stepped out of his boxer briefs and laid down and joined me on the bed. We resumed kissing passionately as my hand worked it’s way down to play with him. Eventually I laid him on his back and got ready to do some teasing of my own. I pressed into him and kissed him deeply, feeling his cock twitch underneath me. I moved to kiss and suck his neck, which caused his breathing to get more shallow. I knew he was putty in my hands. I slowly worked my way down, kissing down his chest, taking my time as I neared his cock. I could feel him shiver as my mouth moved closer to his crotch. Sure there’s something to be said for jumping right into things if you’re turned on, but I love the build up to sex and the way it can grow your pleasure exponentially. Just when it seemed I was at his cock, I moved my mouth to each side of his crotch, kissing around it, building up the tension even more. He moaned in frustration and pleasure.
Finally I stuck my tongue out and ever so gently rapidly licked his tip by flicking my tongue. I knew he wouldn’t be able to take it much longer and I wanted more of him too, so I finally pressed my tongue against the base of his shaft, and slid his full length into my mouth, creating pressure with my lips. His groan of approval was so damn sexy. I loved turning him on. I bobbed my head up and down, getting his cock nice and lubricated and then alternated with my hand, watching him as I pumped his cock.
Not wanting him to cum yet, we soon switched positions and it was my turn. He lay me on my back, laying over me and kissing me as we ground into each other.
He started kissing his way down my body, returning the favor for what I did earlier, pausing briefly at my breasts again, then down my stomach to the waistband of my panties. I was so wet in anticipation and I couldn’t wait for his mouth to be on me. He slowly pulled down my panties and I reached down to take them off completely. He spread my legs apart and began to kiss the inside of my thighs, teasing me with his breath before finally pressing his tongue to me. I love love love when a guy goes down on me. I love the sensation of them exploring me with their mouths in such an intimate way and them being able to make me squirm with just their tongue.
As he continued to eat me out, alternating between lapping me up and applying pressure to my clit, he brought his hand up to join and gently pressed a finger into me, easing me open for him. He gently pulsed his finger in an out of me as I ran my fingers through his hair and felt myself moaning in pleasure. He soon added a second finger. As much as I was absolutely enjoying his mouth on me, I wanted more than his fingers inside me.
“Lukas” I interrupted. He brought his head up to look up at me. “I need you inside me”. He smiled and moved himself up to kiss me, me tasting myself on him. “I can’t wait to fuck you” he said. I grabbed a condom from the nightstand and as he put it on he paused ever so slightly. “What’s wrong?” I asked, “we don’t have to do this if you don’t want to, I’m still having a lot of fun”. He replied “oh no it’s not that, but I just thought you should probably know that I can have a hard time cumming from sex. It’s still fun for me, but I just thought you should know I might not cum”. I was glad he felt comfortable enough with me to share that. “That’s alright, thank you for sharing that with me. I still want this to be fun for you”. “Oh trust me, it will be”. “Ok then” I said, making a mental note that I wanted to make him as comfortable as possible and give him as much pleasure as I could, even if he may not finish. “Still want to fuck me?” I asked after a while, giving him a cheeky smile. He smiled back and said “yes definitely” as he lay me on my back and positioned himself over me. He gave me another deep passionate kiss as I felt his tip press into me. My breathing grew shallow as I waited for him to fully enter me.
He pulled away from the kiss to use his hand to guide his cock in and finally pushed in all the way to the hilt.
He slowly pumped in and out of me, watching me the whole time to see the expression of pleasure on my face. I liked him so much and finally having him fucking me was amazing. It had been a while since I’d been fucked too, so this was pure bliss. I was glad in that moment that he wasn’t overly big too since I wasn’t sure I could handle that at that time. As I felt his cock move in and out of me I felt like we were connecting deeper with every thrust of his hips. I was glad to have this moment in missionary with him too. Other guys I’ve been with hadn’t liked missionary, but I do think there’s a sweetness and intimacy about it, and that’s what I was feeling with Lukas in that moment.
Soon the pace picked up and he was thrusting into me much more quickly. He would occasionally pause that rhythm to do a circular motion with his hips, filling me in a different way. I had never experienced that before but the sensation was kind of nice.
Now that things were picking up we switched positions and I turned over getting on my hands and knees. He pushed into me from behind and anchored his hands on my hips while he fucked me. I felt myself naturally pushing back into him, matching his rhythm.
Doggy style is one of my favorite positions, I generally love the feeling of a man mounting me from behind and it does something to me where it cranks up how dirty and horny I’m feeling. But one thing about German guys is they can be very polite. Too polite almost. I was having so much fun fucking Lukas and connecting with him, but I was ready to get a little dirtier.
So we switched positions again and I laid him back on the bed, lifting my leg over him to straddle him. I teased his cock at the entrance to my pussy and as I’d get closer to taking him in, I’d lift away and bend down and kiss him passionately. I went back to sucking on his neck, perfectly prepared to give him a hickey to remember me by. Similar to before I felt him start to quiver. I wanted him to get as close to cumming as he could. I breathed on his neck and kissed it, grazing it with my teeth as well and giving him a gentle bite. As I did that I kept rubbing against his cock, building up the tension again. After a few minutes of this both of our breathing was rapid and I knew we were ready for take off.
I guided his tip to my opening and gently eased myself onto him, easily taking his full length and breaking the seal of all the teasing I had just done over the last few minutes. I placed my hands on his chest and started bouncing up and down on his cock. This wasn’t always a position I felt super confident in, but something about taking charge in that moment with Lukas was really giving me a boost. I liked being in control in this moment. Watching him give himself over to his pleasure beneath me. I switched it up with circling my hips too and rocking back and forth on his cock. My pleasure was definitely building, but something was missing. My clit was not used to not partaking in the fun and I knew I needed to add some extra stimulation to get to the finish line. Normally I’d be too shy to play with myself in front of a guy. I have plenty of experience getting myself off, but it’s a very intimate and vulnerable thing to do it in front of a partner though.
As I rode his cock though and we both were lost in the pleasure of the moment, a boldness took over and I brought my hand to my clit to play with myself. I switched to rocking back and forth on his cock feeling myself getting close now that I added clit stimulation. He was in awe watching me on top of him. I sat up tall and we both worked in that moment to bring me to the edge of my pleasure. He took over with some small thrusts and pressed his hands roughly into my hips as I furiously masturbated on top of him like no one was watching. He was enjoying the show and our moans were increasing, my breathing all over the place. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back, so close to peaking….just a few more moments….right there…and oooooooooooohhhhhhhhh…I came aggressively on his cock. My orgasm lasted a long while as I felt the spasms continue for about a minute and the aftershocks eventually finally wear off.
I sighed and collapsed down onto him as he wrapped his arms around me. “That was so unbelievably hot” he said into my ear. “Yeah it was” I panted, still catching my breath. And then he said the cutest thing, well maybe it was just the way he said it, giddy in the moment, laying under me, in his cute German accent. “I could feel all the ripples as you came, tightening around me. Your insides were squeezing my dick and it felt so good”.
That was the first time a guy had explained to me the sensation he felt when I came on him and I’ll never forget it. I was glad that my pleasure could give him so much pleasure too. “You still didn’t cum though did you?” “No, but it was really hot”. He seemed completely satisfied, but I wanted him to get the same level of satisfaction that I had. I climbed off of him and he took the condom off. Apparently the condom had broken at some point so I was really really really glad he hadn’t cum (and thankfully everything continued to be fine afterwards).
But I wasn’t done with him. I continued my work from before and slowly worked my mouth down to his cock, eventually taking it in my mouth. I sucked and bobbed and licked and was determined to make him cum. After all the events of the night and how turned on we made each other, I could feel him getting close to giving over to it. I used my hand to continue to jerk him off as I kissed around his crotch and gently sucked and licked his balls. I returned to giving him a blow job and eventually he brought a hand down to play with his cock. Eventually it seemed like he needed to take things home himself, similar to what I had done earlier, and I was glad he felt comfortable enough with me to bring himself to finish. With my hands I rubbed from his thighs up to his chest and back down, letting my breathing match his quickened pace, silently urging him on to cum. I let my tits hang by his hand and cock and he brought his other hand down to squeeze one. He was close. His eyes were closed and his head was leaning back. I squeezed his thighs and breathlessly whispered “come on baby cum for me”. That was enough to tip him over the edge and he came on my chest as he groaned in satisfaction.
I let him come down from his high as I continued to rub my hands up and down his body. Eventually he opened his eyes again and looked at me and we both smiled and started to laugh in our euphoric states. I lay down next to him and kissed him. He looked down at my chest and, the polite gentleman he was, said “oh I’m sorry I made such a mess all over you”. “I don’t mind” I smiled back at him. I was just so happy I got him to cum. I couldn’t wait to do this again with him soon. He grabbed a tissue from the nightstand and cleaned me up gently and sweetly. What a polite boy.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nsyij4/my_own_personal_german_conquest_fm_long