[M] confessions of a newly single man exploring.

My first try at writing an erotic story, one of my true stories. Feedback welcome, ladies and men alike… :)

Those were times when I was single (my late 30s), in the middle of a messy divorce from my ex, which was a controlling manipulative narcissist, tough times as you can imagine; but this is not the point of this post.

Quite interestingly, sex with my ex has always been full and satisfying, I thought it would be hard to find such a match in bed.
Therefore, I was eager to make new experiences and meet people; maybe to exorcise myself from this relationship, wash myself away in lust.
I’ve registered on many websites and made colorful new connections in my new life as a single man.

I’ve met Ming (not her real name) on a dating site, she was a mother of 2 in her mid thirties, she was born and raised in the Shanghai region and live in a city an hour drive from where I was living and working (I leave in EU). She would commute every day to work around were I live, and we took time to meet up after work.

Our first meeting was nothing fancy, we met and exchanged about our lives.

She met and married a white guy somehow 10 years ago, moved to EU, gave him 2 kids and the couple fall out of love for reasons proper to them. Even tho he was the one leaving, she kept in good terms with her ex-husband; but she was definitely feeling insecure by herself in this country, which was not hers while integrated, working, and fluent in the local language.

To describe her, she was definitely very charming, Chinese type with fair skin, petite frame, long dark hair and very nice traits. She seemed fragile in her own terms; the way she speaks would inspire you to hold her, and comfort her.
Prior to meet, I offered her to sleep over in my daughter’s room (free that night) which I had over the weekends; She would then, not have to go late home, then come back in the area the morning after, and she had accepted.

I tried to sense some signs from her that night, as we were at my place; but did not feel any invitation to get any closer to her; her mind was busy, or felt not at ease that night.

I kept my distance and I’ve spent time with her as a good friend, listened, drink some hot tea and put her to bed. The day after, we share a coffee, and I’ve dropped her at the bus stop to work.

I haven’t heard from her for months until one day, where I got a message out of the blue, What’s up? Care to meet one more time?
Without any hesitation nor specific expectations, I agreed. We planned to have dinner in a homy Chinese restaurant in my town, and she would sleep over like the previous time.

She arrived right after work in a nice black leggings and white top; her make up was nicely done, and she put more attention on her appearance, which differed from our last encounter. She was more relaxed and we laughed a lot.
Dinner was very nice, reminded her the food she missed from home; we shared a beer, and drove home.

Arrived at my apartment, she got herself comfy; my apartment is very cosy with dimmed lights; she walks like a butterfly with her black socks on the wooden floor.
We haven’t gotten close at all, I am totally cool and have no expectations towards her.

In the middle of a chat, right off the blue, she walks towards the room, remove her jewelry, earrings, rings, necklace and depose them delicately on the buffet.
She then walks to the other end of the living room, look by the window, turn around, and sits on the room-heater that is warm in this season. She stares at me…

My brain goes like: What just happened? What is going on?
Then I switched… With all confidence, and not saying anything I walk towards her; with my left hand, I slightly touch her cheek, move her hair, and go for a kiss. She welcomed me… then stopped me… And asked, how did you know? I replied.. the jewelry… you prepared to go to bed.. :)
She smiled, and we kissed again. As she was seating on the room heater (the sturdy cast-iron type you find in EU) she wrapped her legs around my waist; I press her towards me, as she must feel me now, thru her thin leggings pants.

While we kiss, I grab her waist and lift her; Oh my gosh, she is so light; I am not used to that. I am quite tall (1m85+), and she fits right in my arms, she squeeze her legs, so that she stands by herself on my body.
I start to walk towards my bedroom, and pay attention to the few steps and obstacles along the way.
While entering my room, she stopped kissing and asked to go to the bathroom. While I still hold her, she lowered her grasp, and slowly slide down to her release. Then she went for a couple of minutes, which seemed a lot longer for me at that time.
I am standing at my bedroom door frame, excited with a huge hard’on, and I have a hard time understanding what is going on.
Just 10 minutes ago, it was all friendly and fun; and now I am about to make love with her.
She is so beautiful and delicate; and I must say that asian girls have always been a big turn on for me.
This happened years ago and I still have goose bumps thinking of that moment, as I write those words.

My heart is racing, as I heard the water in the sink stop, as she got out of the bathroom.
She then walks quickly towards me, and kisses me fondly; I can tell she is hungry.
There is no light in my bedroom; just stray light from the nearby living-room, and we start to walk towards the bed, still kissing as her heels stumble on the bed frame; she tripped backwards.
She laid down as I kiss her, and put my knee in between her legs; she squeeze it. I can feel her heat on my front leg.
I opened her top buttons and unwrapped her tiny bra, she has the most perky and beautiful titties ever, with dark brown hard nipples.
I kiss her neck and go down to suck / kiss her boobs; she bent backwards as she is very sensitive.
She smells so good; a mix of almond milk and rose flower; I am drunk of her.
I pull down her pants as she helps me in the process; she wears a matched G string to her bra with black motifs. She didn’t keep it long, as I take it out too.

She revealed the most beautiful pussy ever, totally bald and smooth. I told her, and she blushed a little bit, telling me she was lucky to have little to no hair on her body. I could tell by how silky smooth her skin was.

Her vulva was like a thin vertical line, with a little bump. She hopped back to the top of the bed, as I was breathing on top of her, kissing her stomach, and leaning down to the inevitable; I wanted to eat her out so much.

With one hand I spread her sex, uncovering her gentle lips and tiny clit. I literally melt and kiss her down there. It was an amazing experience. I alternate in between French kissing her vulva, and licking her clit.

She grabbed my head, and made me understand she preferred the later; I would then focus only on this one, lightly licking her around her clit, and on the clit itself.
My right hand is softly touching her belly, giving her goose bumps all the way.
She was moaning and squeezing her legs around my head; I cannot say if she climaxed at that time, but she enjoyed that moment, and I really enjoyed it too.

At some point, I climbed up and kissed her as our tongues would mix with her juices. I was fingering her; I remember her being so wet, and she was twisting her whole body on the bed sheets.
I really wanted to penetrate her, I reached my bed cabinet and grabbed a condom. She looked at me, with a look of submission and appreciation that we would use condom.
I take off my clothes, as my pants and underwear were already unbearably tight. I put the condom, and in no time I hop on top. I penetrate her effortlessly.
Fortunately, the condom numbs me a bit as I could have came very quick. She was tight and so wet. Her moaning was so cute and still resonate in my head somehow; we kept on talking in my native language during sex, and her accent was such a turn on.

She wanted to get on top, and we flipped over. I guided her waist up and down my shaft, and she was twisting her body in a mind blowing way.
I could almost join my fingers around her waist, she was so thin. She is working out a lot – not too muscular but super thin and feminine – a dream body.

She was riding me as I was sucking her nipples; I was having such a good time. My hand are grabbing her ass now, and I swear that each of her butt cheeks would hold in my hand.
I told her this was a first for me, and how beautiful she was. I was turned on by how small her butt was. Tiny and bumpy with all the squats she was doing during workout.

She said “hold on”… she then moved on her feet and spread her legs at 90 degrees from my body and keep sliding up and down. Only our sexes were in contact. My cock is stretching her, and I have a first row seat; this was simply amazing.

At some point of time, I had to stop her because I was about to cum, and still wanted her.
Without a word, she grabbed my cock, keeping the condom down and slide out.

She then positioned herself on her knees, her head down, and asked me to take her from behind. I was feeling blessed, and appreciating she would trust me, and expose herself, in this way to me.
I got behind her, and start to take her in her pussy… gently but firmly.
She’d then turn her head, look at me (from the side), take my hand, and put it in her hair.

So I touched her hair, kissed her back, and got my hand back around her waist, where it was in the first place.
I clearly did not understand what she meant..
She took my hand again, and asked explicitly this time. “I want you to grab me by the hair and fuck me like a slut”.

My jaw dropped…

As experienced as I was, this was the first time ever I was exposed to “rough sex” or some kind…

I executed… with my left hand, I grabbed a handful of her long black hair, and pulled her head backward.
She responded by a scream, and a stronger bent from her hip; pushing herself on my cock, as I was taking her harder.
For a little while, I stepped on my feet and then squat fuck her, pushing her down hard. She bent so good, lifting her ass up, keeping her head down, and taking those long deep strokes like a queen. That was simply wonderful.

That position is really tiring, and I could not keep going on for too long. I turned her on the side, and start to take her “scissor style”, very deep, grabbing her leg, and pushing myself hard inside her.
In order to rest a little, I got back to missionary, and kiss her as she was throbbing, and squeezing her vagina on my cock.
I could not hold it anymore, and I came really hard in her (in the condom). I might have woken up my neighbors…
She pulled me hard towards her, with her hands on my back, as she really wanted me to cum.
I may have imagined things, but I think she had tears in her eyes at that time.

We cuddle for some time, scratching and touching slightly our backs… we had an after sex talk about what we liked, and could do next time… we were all sweaty and decided to head for shower.
She was too shy to take shower with me, and she needed time to remove what was left of her make up.
I rinsed quickly and left room for her, so that she could take all the time she needed.

I’ve waited patiently, naked in bed, freshly showered for her to come back.
She came back with a towel around her body , and unwrapped herself before sliding under the bed sheets. I switched off the lights as she leaned inside my arms…
That fresh tiny body, her firm tits on me, were turning me on again already.
I kissed her softly, and she was responsive. Now, It was 2am, and we both had to work few hours after… Somehow, we had to be raisonnable, and stopped there.

We pillow talked facing each other for a while, and sleep was getting me. She then did one of the sweetest thing, a man could dream of.

She made me roll on my back, and spread my legs. While she was on the side of my body, she reached out my cock, and slightly scratched my balls…

She was talking me to sleep with the sweetest voice in my right ear. Saying “I want you to sleep”, “Shhhhhh”, “Relax”.

I had the amazing sensation of her delicately scratching my balls, and reassuring presence, she literally scratched my balls to sleep. Indescribable!!

I slept deeply; which is surprising, because I usually not sleep at all; when spending the first night with someone I don’t know (or not used to); my body cannot relax.

The alarm went off around 7am, and we woke up as our bodies were still touching.

After breakfast, we part ways to work.

We continued to see each others for a few weeks, and she orgasmed another time later hard, as she was more trustful with me.

The story ended unfortunately as no feelings would really develop from neither side.

We lost contact since, but she remained a fond memory of those times.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/asqnb5/m_confessions_of_a_newly_single_man_exploring