[FM] (F25, M23) Hot guy asked for directions to his date, but ended up in my bed instead

Hi guys, it’s been a while since i posted a story here, but after what happened last weekend I just couldn´t resist sharing it here. So a short background is that i was in this relationship for a while so you all know what that usually means: a lot of good sex but not the most spectacular stories for in this sub. However, we broke up abouth a month ago and i was feeling blue ever since.

Until last Saturday when i woke up, sun was shining, birds were singing and i was finally optimistic again, ready to enjoy life. And when i say enjoy life, I usually mean that in a sexual way. And there I was, on a weekend, perfect weather, being horny as hell and not having any sex for over a month and… having a full day shift at the coffeeshop ahead… blegh! All these hot guys sitting on my terrace al day with their fancy girlfriends. All I could do was let my mind slip away every now and then and fantasize about jumping them or taking them out back for a few mintues to ´pay the bill´. Or even fantasize about my hot coworker who was, unfortunately for me, happily married and very loyal to his wife.

When i was done and finally walked back home trough the streets of Amsterdam (where I live and work), a tourist stopped me and asked me for directions to the Barrica wine bar, which happened to be close to my home. He was hot! A bit taller than me, average build with full dark hair, dark brown eyes, big eyebrows and a lovely smile. I smiled back at him and told him I´m going in the same direction so we could walk together for a bit. He was handsomely dressed, especially for a tourist. He wore brown dress pants and a fancy black blazer. I told him my name is Lotte, which he had a hard time to pronounce and he kept calling me ‘Lota’ ever since. Which i thought was cute btw, I was totally fine with that… He told me his name was Tiago, he’s from Brazil and was visiting Amsterdam for a few days and would travel on to various European cities.

I kinda liked this guy but was also tired from a long day at work, so wasn´t planning on hitting on him. I asked him why he was going to the Barrica specifically, instead of just walking in a random bar. Then he told me he met a Dutch girl on Tinder and was going on a date with her. Damn… i got jealous instantly. I was sooo ready to meet someone today, being horny all day fantasizing about guys that were out of reach. Had to work all day and now some other girl (who was definitely a bitch now in my mind) got to have a date with this hot Tiago dude!? No way! From that moment onwards I knew he was single and I started all out flirting with him. He didn´t noticed though… And we were getting close to the bar.

Just 200 meters to the bar and I would lose this guy to go on his (probably way to perfect) date. Instead of turning left towards to bar I turned right and told him to follow me. He did not know we were now heading straight to my home. I tried to talk him up a bit more and giggled at everything he said while trying to give him my most seductive look, but it appeared to not affect him at all. We were at my front door, I rent a studio appartment on the second floor. I unlocked the door and told him we had to go on the stairs. He laughed, “this is not the bar”, he said. “I know, but this is where your date will be”, I replied.

I walked up the stairs first and told him to follow as i wiggled my ass from left to right with every step. I was wearing tight white jeans in which my ass looked at it’s best so the asswiggle was to convince him to follow me. As i looked over my shoulder i saw he indeed followed me up, but was still in some kind of shock. At this point I was so afraid he would just leave, because I was acting so strange. But he didn’t. When we were in my studio I wrapped my arms around him, pressing my chest into his and staring straight in his big brown eyes while asking ‘or don’t you want to date with me?’. Our heads were really close and although he did not reply yet, he also did not push me away, which was reason enough for me to kiss his lips.

He didn’t exaclty kiss me back, but he just kinda ‘let it happen’, which again, was enough for me to continue my activities. I pushed him backwards a bit towards the bed which was only a few feet away. Now standing next to the bed pressed up against him, I pushed him over so he was now laying on his back on my bed. “Finnaly”, I thought… Finally a hot and single guy on my bed again. He laid there watching me in silence as I took off my shirt. I was wearing my most fancy bra, a pink lace push up. I still had the feeling i had to convince him to stay somehow and maybe showing off some lingerie would do the trick. I sat down on top of him as he was still laying flat on his back and started kissing him again. This time he answered and our tongues found each other.

“Mmmm yes” was all I could think of to say as soon as our kissing got interupted to get some air. The kissing became more intense and passionate in the following minutes and I was ready to take off his shirt as well to even the score. He had a really nice chest, not too skinny but also not overly muscular. He had some chest hair which I really dig too. I let my hands slide over his chest and pressed my firm boobs against his chest when we started kissing again, this time a bit faster, we were clearly getting more excited about each other every minute. At this point I was already hoping he would tear off all of my clothes and fuck me mercilessly, but he kept his calm. In fact, he did not make any more moves and I was getting impatient with it.

Did he only intend to kiss me, like we were some kind of high school kids? Did he not even want to take off my bra or feel my waist or butt? I definitely hoped for more and decided to untie my bra and let my soft DDs out to give him some more stimulation. Maybe that will impress him, I thought. And it did. When i dangled my boobs in front of him, close to his face to tease him a bit, he started snapping at my nipple with his mouth. I stopped the dangling to let him catch my nipple between his lips and he started licking and sucking on it. He played with my other nipple with his fingers and his other hand found his way down my back towards my butt. Finally, some initiative from his side in this whole encounter, all it took was taking off my bra.

His nipple play did not leave me unaffected at all, I began to moan, first softly but soon my moans got louder. At the same time I was pressing his mouth tightly against my chest and I started grinding on the bulge that I felt trough his pants. With our top bodies exposed but both our pants still on, I felt like we were a little overdressed. Also, I was more than curious what he was packing, so with one smooth movement I undid him from his pants and boxers. Now he was laying there on my bed, fully naked with his above average sized cock pointing towards the ceiling. It looked yummy and he noticed was my admiring look at his tool down there. He had some pubics but nothing too wild and all very clean and fresh. And while I usually prefer the smooth-type, I did not mind this at all. He looked manly in a very natural way. I quickly started to rub his cock with one hand, and massaging his balls with the other.

He let out a sigh, clearly enjoying my handwork down there. We started frenchkissing again and I felt his wet tongue finding his way in my mouth. He started drooling as I increased my tempo stroking his insanely hot cock. His hands massaged my boobs and I felt my panties getting soaked from this whole situation. We were laying next to each other, he fully naked on his back, but I still had my jeans and even shoes on while I was laying next to him sideways. To lose some of my body heat I undid my shoes with my feet, because my hands were obviously occupied by rubbing his balls and cock. Apparently, he did still not show interest in getting me completely naked, but my pussy was just too wet not to touch now. So I had only one option left and moved one of my hands into my own panties and started teasing my own clit a bit. It was already soaked in pussy juices so it immediately felt amazing and I also heard myself making a splashy sound down there in my pants.

He noticed that sound as well and interrupted the kissing for a second to refocus. He whispered “what are you doing?”, which I thought was a rather stupid question. So I took my hand out of my pants and let him smell the obvious answer. He started licking the wetness of my fingers, which was really hot. The message was clear, he stripped my jeans and panties which were basically glued together by my juices into one piece of clothing by this point down my legs, and I kicked them onto the floor. I sat up a bit higher so he could lick my nipples again, which he did and at the same time I felt his fingers gently stroking my pussy lips and searching for my clit.

Once he found my sweet spot, things got out of control for me pretty fast. I tried to still focus on jerking him in the nicest possible way, but controlling my movements was getting harder and harder with the things he did to me. He circled my clit and started to slide his middle finger inside slow but steady. His index finger followed shortly after and before I knew it he was fingerfucking me with two fingers and upping his tempo. Also still licking and sucking my nipples and I just lost it very soon after that. A loud moan announced my first orgasm in a long time and the flush of fluids covering his hand made him realize he has done an amazing job.

Now it was time to make him burst as nice as he had just finished me. I repositioned myself between his legs and started to lick his hard cock from top to bottom. Sucking his balls a bit while rubbing the tip of his cock with my hand. I saw him admiring my naked body while I sat there face down ass up before him on the bed. I wanted to give him all my best blowjob techniques and totally went for it. Taking his cock between my lips and let him slide deeper in my mouth with every stroke. Upping the pace steadily and now fully deepthroating him as I felt him ramming the back of my trhoat while still massaging his balls.

I noticed he was getting close and looked up towards his face. But to my dissappointment he was staring at the ceiling. Did he try to stall this moment? I kept looking at him while working his cock and taking him as deep as I possibly could. When he looked back at me and our eyes interlocked I try to give him the “It’s alright baby, you can let it go”-look. It worked, he apparently knew what I meant. The next moment I felt his warm sticky load shoot in my throat. He moaned even louder than I did a few minutes before. Four or five big waves of cum flowing in my mouth which made it pretty hard for me to swallow all of it. I choked a little on his cum, but eventually managed to take it all. We both laughed a bit about that situation. He seemed embarrased because of how big his load was, but I did not mind at all.

“So, do you still want me to show the way to the Barrica?” I asked. He apparently got his post-nut clarity moment right there and suddenly realized he was supposed to be on a date with someone else. He checked his phone and read her angry messages. He was over 30 minutes late already. He felt bad about it, but to be honest the blame was all mine and not his. Luckily, he decided to stay with me and not leave for his date anymore. I cleaned him and myself up and we got clothed again. I offered him a drink and we sat down at my balcony to recover with a nice cold beer. He showed me pictures of his Tinder-date and she was really good looking. I’m not proud of it, but it made me feel even better now. She might have been better looking than me, but I got to fool around with this hot guy while she was waiting there. It felt like I finally won at someting.

So if you’re still reading this you might wonder if we did properly fuck after this hand- and mouthplay and I can confirm that we surely did. A lot. Instead of going out with the friends he was travelling with, he stayed with me all evening and night. We ordered pizza, listened to music, but mostly we fucked each others brains out for hours and hours like two bunnies on steroids. I’ll leave out the specific descriptions for now, but maybe I will write a part two later if anyone’s interested. The next morning he made me breakfast before I had to go to work again. That day he went to do some last touristy-stuff before he had to leave the city, but he came to pick me up after work to fuck his favorite Dutch girl once again. His words, not mine. He called me his favorite Dutch girl so that felt like a win again. That night he left for Berlin. We’re still in contact, but will I ever see him again? We’ll never know, but he sure as hell made my weekend. I’m truly back in the game now.

Love, Lotte

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