[F] (26) Can’t stop thinking about an encounter I had on holiday

I was on holiday in Turkey earlier in the year and I had an evening which I’ve thought about every single day since. My boyfriend and I had a normal enough day walking around doing tourist stuff, as is normal on holiday. He must have eaten something sketchy at lunch because he felt terrible in the afternoon and we had to go back to the hotel. He started throwing up etc and I was disappointed because we’d planned to go out on the town that evening.

He said he needed to rest, so I said I’d stay at the hotel and go down to the bar for a drink and to try to enjoy the shitty entertainment they put on for the evening. I was sitting alone and I had taken a book to the bar incase I got bored.

After sitting listening to drunk people do karaoke for about half an hour, I noticed 3 guys sitting like 3 tables to the side of me. One of them caught my eye and he was fucking gorgeous. He had shoulder length curly hair, deep brown eyes and really broad shoulders. He smiled at me with perfect teeth and I smiled back, assuming that was that.

After 2 minutes of trying to play it cool, I looked back and his gaze was intensely fixed on me. The raw passion being projected from his face immediately turned me on. I had coincidentally finished my drink, so as I was looking at him I stood up to go to the bar. Without hesitation, he followed me.

As we reached the bar, I intentionally, but playfully didn’t look at him. “Good evening” he said in the most authoritative voice I’ve ever heard. I turned and looked and his fucking forearms leaning on the bar were like the size of my legs. His hands were enormous.

“Good evening” I stuttered back.

“Would you like to go for a walk with me?” He asked.

I felt immediately conflicted, but not at all unsafe. He had very trustworthy eyes, and conducted himself in a respectful way. I knew it would lead to bad things, but I literally couldn’t help myself. I nodded at him, and he stood to the side and gestured for me to lead the way.

We walked out of the hotel, and I confessed to him that I had a boyfriend. “That’s okay. Maybe it makes it okay, if we don’t know each others’ names?” He suggested.

In a fucked up way, I managed to justify this in my head and agreed that it probably made it okay. We walked to the beach and he wrapped his arm around me and pulled me into him. I was a bit taken aback, but I didn’t protest. He looked me dead in the eyes and then leant in to kiss me. His hands covered whole lower back and he lifted me to the point where I was nearly off the ground but not quite.

Down the beach I could make out some sun chairs stacked up in the dark. I led him to them and he removed one from the top of the pile. He layed down and looked at me with anticipation. It turned me on that he was not pushy or dominant in a situation where I was clearly vulnerable, so I wanted to show him my gratitude. I unzipped his jeans and he pulled them down. Through his boxer shorts I could see the biggest dick I’ve ever seen live. I’ve seen bigger in porn a couple of times but I was immediately nervous as it looked so thick.

I ripped his boxers down as I really wanted to see this thing up close. It was honestly as thick as a beer can and nearly the length of my forearm. I laughed and he just smiled. I started by licking his balls and I grabbed his cock. I couldn’t get my hand around it, but I worked my way up the shaft and then took his dick in my mouth. I could just about manage the head. I made it at wet as possible and wrapped both my hands round it. He let out a deep, slow moan. I was nervous about trying to take this dick.

After a couple of minutes I slipped my panties off under dress and I could feel that they were soaked and sticky. They literally peeled off. I straddled him and felt his dick throbbing as I guided it towards my pussy. I eased it in, and it kept stretching me more and more. I thought it must be nearly in, surely but I kept stretching me to the point of pain. I leaned in and kissed him while I rubbed his head against my pussy lips and ran my nails across his chest showing above his shirt.

I felt embarrassed that I couldn’t take it so I applied more pressure to this rock hard monster dick. It slipped in as I was so wet, but it fucking hurt. I gasped and he looked concerned but I smiled and slid it deeper into me. No sooner did I do this, the pain subsided. It felt good being this full. I slowly rocked back and forth, easing it in deeper each time. He slid his hands up my dress and grabbed my little perky tits hard. He moaned again and I pushed down hard and took what I assume was just over half his dick. I felt it hit my cervix, which was a brand new experience. It kind of hurt, but also felt incredible. I licked my finger and started to slowly rub my clit. I was aching to rub my clit on him, but I could take it deep enough to make contact.

I started riding him harder and faster and kissing his neck and mouth. I felt it getting deeper but it also felt thicker near the base, which gave me the most pleasurable pain of my life. I felt my clit touch him and it was incredible. I’d taken his whole dick. I started grinding back and forth and came within a minute. He rubbed his hands across my back and kissed neck as I orgasmed hard.

His dick was still rock hard, and I demanded that he bend me over. I got on all fours and he slipped back inside me… He started slow and deep and then grabbed my hips and thrusted hard and fast one time. I felt like i was going cum again but nothing was touching my clit which was also a new experience. “Fuck me harder” I whimpered. He obliged, starting slow and ramping up in intensity. I could tell he was getting close and so was I. I never cum twice so this was really exciting. He was nearly lifting me up with how hard he was grabbing my hips. He let out a moan and I came really hard when I felt his dick tense up inside me. He fucked me really really hard while he was cumming, and then giggled as he was out of breath. I stood up to kiss him and fell in the sand which was super embarrassing. My legs were like jelly.

He picked me up and we cuddled for a few seconds. I said I needed to sort myself out and he did too, so we walked over to some huge rocks which were a few feet away and I squatted and pushed his cum out of me and took a piss, and he walked like 20 feet away near a big rock and took a piss also.

We finished around the same time, looked at each other and laughed. Then walked back to the hotel. I sat in the bar and had another drink and he returned to his table with his friends and played it low-key. They didn’t once look over, and I don’t think he told them.

I finished my drink and returned to my room. My bf was asleep so I had a shower and then slipped into bed next to him. He didn’t wake up.

Over the next 5 days, I saw the guy 3 or 4 times around the hotel and we casually smiled at each other. I think about him all the time. It was incredible.

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