So a while back when I was a regular couch-surfing host, I was getting requests from girls from all around the world to come and stay with me in London.
Suffice to say, for a twenty-nine-year-old with his own studio flat, a cock that got hard at a moment’s notice, and a hell of a lot of testosterone, this flood of young women asking to come and stay was a bit of a distraction to my getting anything else in my life done, including holding down my job, working on a major sporting event happening in London at the time.
So one day, I got an email from a Polish girl living in Ireland who was only just nineteen. She was coming over to London for a week or so during the summer and looking for somewhere to stay. She seemed nice and pretty cute so I accepted her request.
Right from picking her up at the station, I could tell there was chemistry. I always tried to be a respectful host and luckily, I’ve got very high emotional intelligence so if a girl was not receptive to me, I would not push things. However, being the cheeky hidden bad boy that I am, I would always gently test the waters at the start by putting a friendly arm on her shoulder et cetera, and making eye contact with my strong blue eyes. You could tell from how they responded to these little gestures whether they were interested in romance.
As soon as I put my arm on her, she accepted it and smiled. I knew this was going to be a fun week! After a few days of hanging out, there was an evening when we shared a few bottles of beer. I had just started an Instagram and she told me to put this banana upright over my shorts as if I had an erection and took a photo and giggled. Later after the beers, I pressed her against the wall and we started kissing. I kissed her lip gently and she put her hands around my head, our bodies pressed together.
I kissed down softly over her neck with hot wet kisses and over the top of her exposed breasts in her low-cut top. By this time she was breathing more heavily. I took her hand and put it over my now raging hard-on in my jeans. She felt it with her hand as we continued kissing and I pulled her top down a little so I could get my lips down over her pert, amble breasts to her by now erect nipples and suck and lick them gently. As I was doing that, I was feeling her pussy through her jeans and could feel how hot it was, she must have been getting sooo creamy in her panties. We went to the bed and continued.
Then she stopped and told me she’d never sucked a cock and asked me if I’d be able to teach her how. We both got under the covers. I had taken off my jeans so was just in my boxers. She pulled down my boxers and my big, hard, pink, erect cock sprung to attention in her hands.
I told her to start by gently pulling the foreskin up and down over the shaft then take her tongue and lick softly over the tip. Immediately as she did this, pre-cum started oozing out of my pee hole and she had her first taste of cum. She seemed to like it and said she didn’t mind the taste.
Then I told her to open her mouth and bring the shaft inside as much as she could and suck up and down on it as she continued to jerk the rest of my shaft softly. Damn, she was a quick learner and as she kept doing this I felt my cum beginning to rise up.
I put my hands more firmly around her head which I had already been doing and held her in place as I began to fuck her mouth. I let her stop to get some breath and then she went at it again. I told her, “Faster, faster,” and she went as fast as she could. I felt my cum building up again now and couldn’t stop myself as I began to explode, shooting ropes of cum into her pretty young mouth. Damn, it felt good. She swallowed the lot. Once done, I told her to go and get a tissue and clean me up. We lay in bed in each other’s arms and went to sleep.
