After finishing my (M, 23 at the time) last courses at university, I moved to a new city and started working there. My official graduation wasn’t for around six months later, so I got the train back for the ceremony. Initially I had contemplated staying with friends, but eventually settled on getting a hotel room – you know, just in case.
The ceremony was nice enough and afterwards there was a reception with champagne, and me and my group of uni friends started to get a bit tipsy. We decided to head out to a trendy cocktail bar for the rest of the evening. One of my friends, Julien, didn’t come with us at first since a friend of his, Ana, was in town that weekend. They would join us later.
We got to the bar, ordered drinks and mostly talked about the new jobs we had started. It was an exciting time for all of us, being a new chapter in life. Some time later, Julien came back and introduced Ana (I didn’t know her exact age, but she must have been no more than a year older or younger than me judging from things we later talked about) to us. I won’t lie, from the moment I saw her, I was interested. She had a beautiful, full figure (some might say chubby, but that’s my preference), an olive complexion – and most importantly she instantly exuded sex appeal. She was wearing a lovely dress that wasn’t exactly revealing but still left me in no doubt as to how great she would look without it. We were standing around a table and it was a bit crowded, and she didn’t hesitate at all to get close to me to push me away to make some room for herself. I’m sure I started to get hard the moment I felt her soft curves push against me.
Ana was from abroad and didn’t speak the local language, but her English was perfect, and I’m fully fluent as well, so somewhat naturally we kind of started talking amongst ourselves which turned into pretty open flirting. She was from a country one might describe as going through tough times. The evening went one, and once the first person from our group decided to call it a night, I decided I’d need to make my move. Julien is gay, so I knew for sure that I wasn’t stepping on his toes and they were really just friends.
I was in the middle of conversation with Ana, and in a brief pause we looked straight at each other and we kissed, and sparks flew. I knew she was getting a flight back home the next day, so I cut straight to the chase because I knew logistics could be tricky. I told her I had a hotel room and asked if she wanted to come. Initially, she had intended to stay with a relative for her last night and had her belongings there. She agreed to come with as long as we stopped off to get her things. I turned out they lived on the way to my hotel, so it would be no issue.
This is when it dawned on me that I had no condoms. I asked the bartender to give me change for a banknote so I could get some at a vending machine. I knew the area around my hotel well, and I was certain there were several chemists in the area, each with a condom machine.
Later, we got into an Uber and headed first to her relatives, and then to my hotel, making out hard in the car. I felt up her boobs and could tell she had an amazing pair – more than a handful. I had warned her about not having condoms, saying it would be big deal as I’d get some when we get there. We arrived, and I asked her to wait outside while I left to get some. I jogged off to the next chemist, maybe 5 mins away, but when I arrived – to my shock – I saw there was no condom vending machine. On Google Maps, I quickly checked where the next pharmacy was and ran there. It was a hot summer evening, probably around 25 degrees, and I was wearing a suit and dress shoes. The next chemist came into sight – again, with no condom machine. I start to panic and looked up the next one on my phone – moving farther and farther away from the hotel. Luckily I’m a strong runner, so this was doable, but not exactly how I’d expected a sexy evening to play out.
Thank goodness, the next chemist had condoms! I bought as many packs as I could with the coins I had, and texted Ana I’d be back in 10 mins. Back at the hotel, I was in my suit, completely soaked in sweat. She thought it was absolutely hilarious, and I think probably appreciated the effort. Finally, we get into my room and I jump in the shower since I’m absolutely dripping.
When I got out of the shower, the fun finally started. I was already naked and rock hard, and we started making out and I slowly undressed her – first pulling down her dress, kissing her, opening her bra and letting it just fall off. I was not disappointed, her body was stunning – full, soft boobs, wide hips and a soft belly with cute rolls. She went down on me and I returned the favour, which she seemed to enjoy – but soon enough ordered “fuck me”! I put on one of the condoms that was the fruit of so much effort, and we were at it for a good while. Seeing Ana cum while she bounced on top of me wasn’t enough to get me over the top, though, so we fucked missionary and I made her cum again. Her moans and cries sent me over the top and I fell on top of her, panting, exhausted and just as sweaty as I had been from getting the condoms.
We cuddled just a little bit and slept only for a few hours, since she had an early flight to catch. I didn’t hear from her again, but some time later I stalked her on social media and saw that she had managed to emigrate from her country which felt good to know.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lsdop5/i_m_run_through_the_city_at_night_in_a_suit_on_a