I am walking along the path that follows the beach. The weather is perfect. I am warm but not hot. The sun is shining. I smell the air of the surf. I am thinking about yesterday evening.
Yesterday was Wednesday, the middle of the week. I don’t really like Wednesdays so I try to not do much. It is the day of rest, sort of. I still do things but I don’t want to add more. That didn’t happen. She texted me through out the day. She asked me how I was doing. She texted me around 6 pm. She wanted to come over. I had replied that I was going to yoga class and then have dinner. She texted back I will come at 9 pm. I didn’t respond right away. My penis was tired. After yoga, I responded that I was probably back at my place at 9:30 pm. She texted. See you then. Did i really want to see her? I guess I could. She arrived at 9:30 exactly. She is punctual. It is a good quality to have. Or it could be that she wanted sex, or money. In any case when she arrived, she didn’t do waste any time. She hugged me. We sat on the bed and touched each other. In these encounter we don’t kiss lips. It is all about touch. She got up and took her clothes off and she laid them nicely folded on the table. I took my clothes off and dropped them by the bed. I am not so neat. She laid back on the bed. Her legs wide open. I lean over her and kiss her breasts. She tries to grab my penis but I keep it away from her. It is hard, but I don’t think I have enough energy to cum. I lay down beside her. My hand touches her. We went through the motions of me making her cum. My finger gently touches her clit. One finger between her lips. Once I felt the opening of her lips I could feel the dryness. I reach for the lubricant. I lube up my finger. It goes easily inside her. I curl my on finger inside her reaching the soft tissue that lies just within and up of that slit. I know that I have found that special spot, as she goes a bit quiet and restful. She has stopped the nervous talk and sounds. That has been replaced with a steady breathing. She is no longer repositioning herself for the best angle. She is moving her pelvis in micro movements against the steady rhythm of my curled finger inside her. She is getting wet and I feel her opening. Two fingers together go inside her. The double width of my two fingers move together massaging that soft tissue just behind the hard bone. My wrist lies on her crotch and it is providing a constant gentle pressure. When she starts to pulse my wrist and arm provide a counterbalance motion responding and amplifying her movements. I feel her breathing become less steady. She is quietly gulping air with each wave of her hips. She puts her hand to my hand and moves it away. She hugs me. I feel her breathing and heart slow. Basically she had an orgasm in less than ten minutes. She must have been thinking about this before arriving at my place. She moved away from me in order to reach the condom I had left on the bed side table. It is odd that this room has two bedside tables, but no chair. There are two chairs on the porch. That counts for something. On the bed in front of her, I sit on my knees. My hard penis is waiting for her to roll the condom on. She carefully opens the gold foil package. I use Trojans extra large. My penis is bigger and those small little condoms are just painful to use. I am not sure how big other men’s penises are. Do men ever compare their dick sizes? I don’t think I have ever had a real conversation with my guy friends about dick size. Guys only talk bravado about their sexual prowess, and thus the size of their penis. Probably, men would be less aggressive if they had a real dialogue about their penis size. Maybe jimmy I’m would do a met and greet on the streets outside his studio to ask men, “how big is your penis?” They could have some penis shaped items from which to choose. Small Asian banana, a South American banana and a plantains.
I see that the condom is in her hand. I lean forward and she places it on the tip and rolls it down. A tip I read on the internet. Put some lubricant on the penis prior to rolling on the condom. It makes the condom go on easy, and increases the sensation for the man. Unfortunately, I read about this trick a week or so after this week of daily sex, when I was searching the internet for reasons my dick hurt. She lays back on the bed. Her legs spread open. It is my time. I lean into her and my penis slips easily into her. She doesn’t guide it into her, she just lets her vagina swallow it. I am sucked into her. A vacuum. Could this be the black hole where nothing escapes? I move slowly into her. I feel my chest against her body. I feel my crotch connect with hers as I slowly grind my penis in and out her. She reaches her fingers up and touches my small nipples. She pinches it, and I react with a firm thrust down into her. Her whole body moves down into the bed. Again she pinches my tit, and again I react. She is now in control of her getting fucked. I am just them for her pleasure. She wraps her arms around me, and holds me so I can’t move back to far. She bites my nipples when she wants more. I start sweating, even though she has turned the ac to 19. I will definitely not cum with her doing this. Every time I feel it about to explode, she bites me and I respond with a thrust. I pick up my pace,and she responds with more nips and more pressure with her arms. When I see my sweat dropping on her face, I stop. I give her a big thrust. I shudder a bit. I fake cuming. I am done, and worn out. I wipe the sweat off with my hand and pull my dick out. She inspects the reservoir tip. It is empty. She looks at me. I tell her that I am done. Nothing came out tonight. We lay down and cuddle a bit.. I almost fall asleep, but I come back. There is now way I want her sleeping over. Our little sex encounter lasted less than 60 minutes, including our pre and post sex activities. I give her money. I want this to remain a transactional relationship. She leaves. I take a shower. I don’t dress after the shower. I just lay in the bed drinking a bottle of Korean soju. I love the size of those green bottles. Enough to get a bit buzzed,not enough to get overly drunk, with on bottle. I am a bit of a drunk, because I can just drink until all the bottle,or bottles are gone. I know this is my weakness, so I try to limit the ability for me to drink too much.
That was Wednesday. Today is Thursday. It will be a different day. I felt a bit used from Wednesday. Of course any woman who wants to do that to me, I will gladly go along. Just like my inability to stop drinking, I have the inability to stop wanting sex. The more I have the more I want. If I go for a while without sex, I don’t miss it. Well not too much. Like drinking.
She texts me. “I want to meet you tonight.” I am walking along the path along the beach. I try to avoid contact with the sellers of drinks and trinkets, both of which i don’t need. I could ignore her text, and far easier than avoiding the shit sellers calling out to me. The emotional calls are louder than any outside voice. I had seen a sign that there was dancing at a restaurant along the street. I love dancing. I wonder if she would like to go dancing. I text back, “I want to go dancing tonight. Do you want to go to diner and dancing? She text back, “dinner”. Ok, I think, she doesn’t want to go dancing. I guess that is ok, but I really wanted to go dancing. I respond, “I will be at my place around 7pm.
I get back to my place and shower. At 7:15 she texts, “I am showering now. Will be there soon.” I text back. “Ok”. She knocks on my door. She come in and gives me a hug. We sit on the bed. I ask her, “ Are you hungry? She says,”yes” I ask her, “where do you want to eat? She looks at me with the look of someone who has now idea what I am talking about. It is just going out. I realize that she never goes out. Those restaurants where I would go eat, are places that she would not visit. I said, let’s go to this place. I show here on my phone. She asks,”do they have satay?” I look at the menu, “yes it does. Let’s go.” I order a grab. We leave and walk outside. She holds my hand. It is exciting to hold a woman’s hand for the first time, even though we have fucked multiple times. We walk toward the grab meeting point. It is dark and the evening is warm. We reach the meeting point. The grab is not here yet. She leans up against me. I lean against the power pole. She leans into me. It is a nice sensation to feel her body against mine. I think this is why people go on dates before they decide to fuck. It is such a nice feeling. The grab arrives. I open the door and let her get into the car first. I slide in beside her. She puts her hand on my leg and leans into me. Here hair smells nice. Like a flower. The grab ride is quite short, but at night a walk seems hot and a bit dangerous as there are no sidewalks in this area. We arrive at the restaurant. We go inside. She says, “I want to look at the menus.” She looks at menu. She says, “ I don’t eat pork. There are only pork satay here.” I say, “ let’s go somewhere else.” I take her hand and lead her out. As we are leaving she tells the restaurant employee something in the local language. We cross the street. I see there is a live band playing some music. I ask her, “do you want to go there?” She replies, “Yes”. We gets seat close to the band. There are only a few other couples in the restaurant. We order some food and drinks. Then we hear the band leader say, “get up and dance.” I say to her “let’s do it.” We get up and move to right in front of the band. She dances close to me so it is easy to lead her. After about three songs, we se the waitress bring us our food and drinks. We sit and eat our food and watch the few other dancers dance. The band goes on break, and we finish our food. She looks at me. I say, “let’s go back.” The grab picks us up. She is holding on to. My hand tightly in the car. When we get into my room, she sits on the bed. I sit next to her. I kiss her cheeks, and feel her breasts. She gets up and undresses. I take my clothes off. My penis is hard as can be, so I don’t waste anytime playing with her. I jut want to fuck her,and I want to cum. I take the condom out and slide it on. She puts lubricant on her pussy and opens wide. I have to play a little bit to get her to open. She is still a little dry. I slip in. I am gentle and give her a slow grind for a short while. The I don’t hold anything back. I just start to pump her hard and fast. She pulls me isn’t her. She bites my breast. I pump her even harder in response. I cum. Just like that. I am done. She didn’t even get started. I lay on the bed, and she holds me. We snuggle more time than we fucked. We get up. I give her some money. She gives me a hug. We had a first date. Probably it didn’t meet neither of our expectations. I guess that is how first dates are.
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