I used to live in a small town in the Netherlands, and would always frequent a local bar. I was in a long distance relationship, and this cute blonde bartender knew that but would always flirt with me. I think it was a combination of her thinking I was attractive and knowing I was taken. She would get me free drinks, touch my arms when we talked, or come out and dance with me if she liked a song. She always made sure to rub this perfectly round ass of hers on me when she stood close. Anyway, she invited me out for her birthday. Up to this point it all was harmless flirting. So I went out for a drink with her and her friends. I had one drink, we chatted, kissed (Dutch kiss- 3 on the cheeks) and I left. She called me 2 hours later saying all her friends had left early and she was alone on her birthday and wanted to come over. I knew she was trouble, but she was so hot and I convinced myself nothing would happen. So she rode her bike over and came up to my apartment. We sat on the couch and talked, lightly touching each other. My heart was pounding and my hand was shaking as I touched her thighs as we laughed about something. I could tell we were both horny. Finally, when the tension was unbearable, I leaned in and kissed her. All I remember next was an immediate scramble to strip each other naked, and the next thing I knew she was on her knees, bent over the back of my couch, with my throbbing cock pounding into her. She was so wet I was sliding right in, but tight enough that I had to be gentle for awhile. Once she adjusted to my size, it was on. I grabbed her by the hip and by the shoulder and fucked into her like my life depended on it. She took my hand off her shoulder and wrapped it around her throat. I’d never choked a girl before that, but the sound of her gasp and the way her pussy clenched me….I didn’t think my cock could get harder, but it did. She opened me up to a whole new world that day. I grabbed her long blond hair in one hand, her throat on the other, and used them like handles to pull her towards me as I drove my cock into her. We both came and collapsed on my couch. It was only a few minutes until we were at it again though. We fucked until we noticed the sun came up. She went home sore, satisfied, and having one hell of a birthday.
I became single after that and she started dating a guy, but she’s still sneak off to fuck me. I still say she got me into much tougher, dirtier sex, and I couldn’t be happier. I’d go see her at the bar wearing a tie or a belt, knowing that as soon as she got off I’d tie her hands with one and choke her with the other while I fucked her mouth. I do miss Dutch girls ?
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/eskfne/cheating_dutch_bartender_mf