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Earlier this year I made a trip out to Europe from the US. Originally, I was going to visit another Redditor. She offered for me to stay at her place for a week and a half and I agreed two months ahead of time. She’d show me around a city I’ve always wanted to see. Besides the strangely open and welcoming attitude to someone she’s never met before and had only know for 2 months (met 4 months before trip), I thought it was a win-win. SURPRISINGLY about 2 weeks before I arrived, she started dating someone else online and said I couldn’t stay at her place anymore. When I hung out with her friends, they made a comment that she tends to be weirdly attached to guys. For 3 nights in a row they invited me out to different parts of the city and I was having a blast, but she slowly became more and more obsessed with her phone as the time went on. Whatever 🤷♂️. I was going to have a great time in Europe regardless of this internet woman.
Since I couldn’t stay at my redditor stranger’s place, I decided to stay at hostels for the first time during my European excursion and see a couple different cities instead of just the one. This is probably a bias that comes from being a large, relatively fit man, but I would suggest to always go in the largest co-ed dorms you can if you get a hostel. The larger the room, the more people you get to meet. The more people you get to meet, the more interesting circumstances you put yourself in. While I had many appealing and unplanned experiences during this trip this is a story about attraction, miscommunication, and a desire for more.
The last city on my trip I came in incredibly tired only on 2.5 hours of sleep from “fun” from the night before (a story for another time). I took the 5.5 hour train that consisted of a transfer and 3 hours of standing. My friend that lived in a city 9 hours away was in the same city for work, so we had plans to go running, swimming, and then out for dinner. By the time I got to the hostel, I was exhausted and needed a nap. I arrived to my dorm with 3 bunk beds (6 beds total), picked the top bunk next to the open window, for ventilation, and started unpacking. I noticed some Canadian gear on a bottom bunk in the hostel and was ready to give them a friendly, American tongue lashing whenever I met them #’Merica. About 10 minutes later in walks in that stereotypical Canadian with a friendly attitude that makes you wonder if they’re faking it.
“Hey there, I’m Alex (fake name). Nice to meet you” I tell her.
“Hi, I’m Chelsea (fake name).”
I couldn’t help but admire her for a moment. She’s about 5’9”, very fit, black, with an infectiously cute smile, and her face is absolutely beautiful. Someone’s face tends to be the first thing that I find appealing and GOD I found her INCREDIBLY attractive. So attractive I was thinking “don’t overdo it Alex. Don’t be that guy that is weird because you think she’s hot!” I think other guys can be creepy making sex and affection a game to win. I’m 100% okay just talking with someone to have fun experiences without any sexual expectations *pats self on back for doing the bare minimum*. It’s all about the memories and stories you get to tell after all, right? So I spoke with her for a little bit, found out she would stay 2 nights, and took a nap. After which, I had a great time with my friend where we met locals and drank Ozvo until 1am. My friend had work the next day, so I of course went clubbing by myself until 5am and went to bed.
The next day was filled with solo sight seeing for me (this place didn’t have a free tour which is another big mistake on my part) I come back to the bar in the hostel around 6pm and find Chelsea and the only other person I met in the hostel who we’ll call Chuck. I sit next to them with Chuck in the middle, again playing it cool, and tell them about my absurd sleep schedule the last week clubbing until at least 4am and I would do it again that night. I inquired what the two of them are doing. Since they didn’t have any plans, I ask if they want to go to dinner with me and then go clubbing. They agree to my delight.
This is where I thought things could get interesting. We went to some Italian restaurant that was understaffed so we had plenty of time for conversation. At some point I was talking about how I lost a bunch of weight after college and mentioned that I’m 6’7”. Chelsea started swooning about my height, in what I could only think was her way of trying to give an obvious signal “I’m attracted to you, you dummy” (when I brought that up later she mentioned that she just processed I was tall but not that tall, but that I was right about her trying to make an obvious sign). All I could think was “hmmm well this night could be fun. 😋”
We get to the club, get some drinks and make some friends. Again, I don’t want to act on my crush so I talk with everyone, but I MAKE SURE to eventually sit next to Chelsea on this bench we’ve posted up on. There, we have a heart to heart about her current relationship. At the time, I’ve told her I’m in an ethically non-monogamous relationship and she’s dating a polyamorous woman. She was having an issue with her partner that at this point, you random redditor probably aren’t incredibly interested in. So *blah blah blah* and I comfort her and make her feel better about what she needs to do. We end up hugging then bring Chuck and our new friend to the dance floor.
I always have fun dancing and actually have a couple of moves. I bought a round of drinks then we try to make room on this crowded dance floor for the 4 of us. I thought things are going well so I’ll make a move. I start dancing next to Chelsea and put my hand on her back for a minute. Nothing happened. I thought “damn, I’m misreading the situation” and thought just enjoy the night and dance your ass off Alex (which I did 😎). After a couple of songs, we got very sweaty and went back to the same bench to cool off. Suddenly Chelsea asks “do you mind if I kiss you.” FUCK YEAH YOU CAN! We made out for at least 10 minutes. Seems like we’re having fun 😊. But since Chelsea has an 11am flight, she needs to leave the club at 2am to get some sleep. I insist twice I can walk her home, but she says no both times. So I just assumed that she wanted to make sure I didn’t get any ideas about sex. Fine by me, tonight’s been fun and I’m having fun dancing. So I let her go and danced/hung out with Chuck and our new friend for 2 hours before I went back to the hostel.
Once I get back, I struggle to quietly take my clothes off and change into sleeping gear (underwear) discreetly. I slowly take off my shirt, then my belt, shoes, pants, then socks. I fold them, because I’m crazy, and put them in my dirty clothes corner of the locker. As I back up to get some things I left on top, I knock the padlock off it’s hook and BOOM!!! It drops loudly on the ground and wakes up two people, one of which was Chelsea. I immediately whisper sorry to both of them, leave my locker open, and walk over to Chelsea. I joke that I had to tell her goodnight one more time and give her a hug. After hugging a totally normal amount of time (about 40 seconds) she asks if I want to cuddle for a bit. Of fucking course I’d love to touch your body hot lady. This is when she takes her shorts off.
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I get into bed with her and we start out spooning each other (obviously I’m big spoon). I’m very much enjoying this and immediately notice how smooth her skin feels. I think ahhhh this will be nice, but we can’t do too much. I don’t want to be the asshole that has sex in the dorm. I slowly start to move my hands up and down her body lightly brushing with my fingertips and occasionally caressing her with my whole hand. She starts to reciprocate by touching my legs and ass. Moving all around her body, I eventually go under her shirt and start massaging her nipples. At that point, she quickly turns around and we start making out. Oh this is escalating so well!
I’m kind of in disbelief at this point thinking, “are we about to have sex?!” That and how nervous I get the first time I have sex with someone. Add in that there are 3 strangers that I’m worried about waking up (Chuck wasn’t there).
As we continue to kiss, those invasive thoughts slowly start to fade and my hormones start to take over. Eventually I give Chelsea my undivided attention and completely forget about everyone and everything in the room, except for the fact that we need to be quiet. I grab Chelsea’s ass wanting to spank the shit out of it and continue running by fingers up and down her body. I then start to slowly ascend up her leg to her wet, soaking pussy. I rubbed her clit a couple of times. She lets out a quiet moan into my mouth. Then I started to finger her. She lets out another moan, pulls away, and clenches her mouth to stay quiet before continuing to kiss me.
And I want to be explicit, I know what I’m fucking doing when it comes to fingering. Every time, I put in two fingers then make a motion like spiderman makes to shoot a web. When she gets into it, then I hold that position and will literally pull my entire hand on her g-spot like I’m doing pull curls at the gym (not NEARLY as intense, but you get the picture). Chelsea was no exception to enjoying this.
Twice letting a, “Fuck Alex,” quietly pass her lips. I think I sensed her starting to climax so I started pulling. Within about 20 seconds, I could hear her pussy getting wet like she’s about to squirt. We then hear the person across the room, that I woke up earlier, moving around and getting on their phone. We quickly stop, hoping she didn’t hear us 😒, and I tell Chelsea that I was moving the bed and I probably shouldn’t finger her anymore. I wondered if the top bunk mate was awake. 🤷♂️ Her immediate solution was “why not just stick your dick in me and hold it there.” What a brilliant solution Chelsea!
This conversation took enough time that the other person put their phone down and seemed to be asleep. I go to search through my locker, grab a condom, and lay back down with Chelsea and her ass pointed to me. At this point, she has not gotten a good examination of my dick and told me later the size took her by surprise (7.875inch/20cm long, 5.75in/14.5cm around) and it took a lot for her not to moan.
I move her panties to the side and rub my head on her lower lips 2 or 3 times before slowly inserting. She’s already wet so it went in without too much resistance. It didn’t take long for her to slowly start moving her ass back and forth onto my dick. I start to take over the VERY SLOW thrusting and ask her,
“How do you like to be fucked?”
“I like to be dommed. I’ll do whatever you say.”
“How do you feel about choking?”
“Please fucking choke me Alex!” You don’t need to tell me twice 🥵
I take my right hand and tightly grip the sides of her windpipe as she gasps for air. Now my adrenaline is starting to pump. Something about choking someone and being choked (GF loves to do that to me, but please do it harder next time babe) really turns me on. I’ve always loved pushing my partners around, hearing their moans as I fuck the shit out of them (I like fucking fast). I wished I had a better look at Chelsea’s face when I was choking her. I wanted to see the surprised and helpless look on her face. I just knew that it brought something animalistic in her, as it did in me, that she couldn’t help but enjoy. Selfishly, it turns me on knowing I can push her buttons, and it was so hot to imagine how much she enjoyed it. And I know she did. In fact, she wanted me to slap her, spank her, and spit in her mouth. Next time 😈
I continue to pick up the pace all while being conscious about clapping her ass and moving the bed. We still were TRYING, and probably failing, to be quiet and she quickly turns and says “is she still awake?! Are we being too loud? Did we wake anyone else up?” I immediately freak out, lose my boner, and tell her I think everyone is asleep. She then asks me to follow her to the bathroom. I grab another condom and follow her to the women’s bathroom.
Once we get in, Chelsea takes her shirt and panties off. This is the first time I got to see her gorgeous breasts with the tiny nipples and her shave pussy. God it was beautiful to see. I push her against the wall and passionately kiss her again. I then take my left hand and begin to choke her. My right hand slowly drifts down to her pussy and begin fingering her. Almost immediately she gets wet enough that I thought she was going to squirt. I thought, “she’s so close, just keep going Alex,” until she stopped me saying she’s getting sore. After that I couldn’t get it up (nerves about the echos, my ability to get it up and her reaction, and someone walking in on us). We tried a couple of things that didn’t work. She didn’t want me to eat her out and I don’t really care for blow jobs (probably should’ve just let her try you fucking idiot Alex), so we made out while I played with her nipples until we went back to the dorm.
I found the overall experience incredibly hot and came so much all over my chest thinking about it the next morning while masturbating and looking at her Insta. It almost hit my face. We’ve been talking almost every day since and we’re planning on meeting up in November when she’s back to see family. We can’t wait to fuck the shit out of each other. 😈
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/x9049e/28m_had_sex_with_a_hot_woman_25f_staying_in_my