If you have been following my posts then you would have known that I have been open to seeing men from other countries. Not that there have been many of them. Like Josh, 'Paolo' is Italian-American. He has been living in the country I am in for more than 10 years now. As with most people (read: guys), they have this fascination with the women (or men) here apart from the 'culture'. Paolo is no different. He has this obsession with anything related to this country and women, are no different. He got married and eventually had three kids. Unfortunately, (for them), they ended their marriage more than a year before I met him.
I met Paolo on Tinder. He started the conversation with me on the messaging platform of the app. He was witty, engaging, and well, likes the same things I do in terms of movies, music, and travel. He and I eventually changed contacts in another messaging app and we continued chatting there. Paolo's very witty so our messages usually became highlights of my day. One night, he and I finally talked about when we were gonna meet. We agreed on a weekday night.
On the night that he and I were going to meet, I texted him one last time and asked how I would recognize him (just in case the Tinder picture is so far from the real --- this happens!). He described himself as bearded and balding. To be honest, I got kind of taken aback coz his pictures weren't that. As I was focused on my thoughts and thinking of possible reasons I could end the meeting early, I saw him. Well, true to his description, he was indeed balding and bearded but he still looked as handsome as the man in the pictures, although clearly much older.
I have to admit I find everything about Paolo that night cute. His hesitant and shy disposition was such a huge turn on to me. He and I had Japanese dinner and the attraction deepened as we talked more. Light flirting and touching soon ensued. After dinner, he and I held hands as we walked around that neighborhood. There was something about Paolo that made me wanna cuddle (with him) and touch him that night. I think he wanted the same too but only possibly because of his lack of action.
Yes, I know, overthinking me. Couldn't help it. Nonetheless, Paolo and I soon find ourselves in agreement about wanting to be with each other. Something about this man made me qualm any doubts or reservations I have.
Paolo and I entered the room and as soon as he closed the door, he kissed me. Softly, at first. And then soon his kisses became more urgent and deeper. Paolo then helped me out of my top. Kissing my neck as he removed the buttons of my blouse. He is taking his time but I can see his eyes getting more intense as less and less of my clothes remain.
Finally, I only have bra and underwear on. Paolo also removed his clothes until only his boxers were left. He then led me to the bed. We kissed again. I was thinking this guy really knows how to kiss. (It was very soft and not like the type that you'd probably end up dead because of their tongue piercing your mouth.) He moved his mouth towards my neck again but this time he was more intent on going for my breasts. He expertly removed my bra and soon enough Paolo's soft and warm lips were on my breasts. He took his time sucking on them. I can tell that he clearly loved doing that. As he was doing that, his hands were also busy removing my underwear. Not to be outdone, I then used my hands too to get his boxers gone too. And I was successful.
As he realized what I had successfully done, he moved his mouth again into kissing my lips. The warmth and softness of his lips had some sort of spark. I reached for his already hard member and I know that it won't be long before I would feel it fill me. However, I wanted to do something more for him. I then moved my body so that John can be on the bed. I kissed him on his lips and then proceeded making small kisses on his neck (with a necklace he never removes; Paolo and I obviously met again after this) then to his chest, his stomach part, and finally down there.
I proceeded to kiss Paolo's c*ck. I noticed how his c*ck's head is bigger than the usual. It got me excited. As with my usual 'style', I stare at my partner's eyes and then proceeded on kissing his c*ck. I was very careful to be slow in doing so but I had to admit the excitement in me was reaching its peak too. I am getting excited and I cannot keep it any longer but I have to do what I have always enjoyed doing. I sucked Paolo's entire full and hard c*ck. I felt his largeness hitting my braces' grills (I had braces during my adult years and was only removed fairly recently). I adjusted and opened my mouth a bit bigger so he won't feel pain. Paolo was very much excited by what my mouth was doing to him that he would voluntarily (and eagerly) moved his body upwards to meet my mouth. Our bodies were moving in sync. It has been a while since I felt this harmony with anyone.
Soon after, he moved me back to the bed. I already knew what he was going to do.
He kissed me briefly on my lips and settled himself on top of me. He reached for his rubber and placed it on his c*ck. He licked his fingers and rubbed my already wet pussy. His c*ck was already waiting outside my hole and so was I. In spite of that though, I did not expect how his c*ck's big head would still hurt me. It hurt a lot as he was pushing down his weight on me. He can see I was in pain so he would too cautiously put it in. Until finally, it was all in. He moved so slowly too before he pumped in me. Oh boy, it felt great. The pain was there but once he started moving and in rhythm with my body, all hell broke lose. I was gripping his shoulders with both my hands. His every pump was hitting me in all the right places that I felt (or thought) that I was gonna come soon. In a few minutes however we both did...we were both well spent wondering what the hell happened...
Suddenly becoming self-conscious, I moved and went to the shower...I left the door unlocked though knowing that the night is still young...
to be continued...
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Saturday, November 3, 2018
''Snagged" (Part 1)
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Sunday, October 9, 2016
Incestous Icky Italian Part 1
Let me introduce you to Giovanni (not his real name); an Italian expat.
He is a self-employed business consultant based in one of the huge cities in the world. His busy schedule does not really allow him to meet people the "normal way." Hence, he tried online dating and met Veronica. Veronica and Giovanni liked what they initially saw from their pictures posted as well as their own descriptions. They exchanged messages and then messenger apps usernames.
As expected, their messages weren't about business and innocent nothings, naughty and sexy ones dominated it all. Sexy pictures and raunchy video calls, included. The sexual chemistry and tension was all too real they both decided to meet and finally do it. On the day they were supposed to however, Veronica had to cancel because she got sick and Giovanni was also quite sensitive he might catch something. It would have been the end of it between the two of them but the intensity and curiosity, apart from the chemistry, were just too real they decided to meet anew. As luck would have it, she was unable to make it again.
The messages became less and less yet it did not stop.
The attraction was just too intense. One night, Giovanni and Veronica started messaging again and exchanged naughty messages anew. That night however, Giovanni showed a different side of him. He and Veronica were doing role play sexting when he suddenly said he wanted to get her pregnant. Veronica played along with it but it didn't end there: Giovanni said that he wanted their beautiful baby to be part of their act. He wanted Veronica to let their baby suck on her tits (for milk) while he sucked on the other. Veronica obliged with the idea since it still seemed innocent enough. She even started touching herself as Giovanni described in detail how it would be. But then Giovanni brought it a couple of notches higher.
Giovanni then said he would watch Veronica start kissing their daughter's pussy. Giovanni said that Veronica would kiss their baby and teach their baby (as she gets older) the proper way to kiss pussy AND suck cock. Veronica was clearly not turned on by this but she played along with it. Until they both cum...
~ to be continued...
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