Where it happened: Beijing, China
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
Australian Bar Hopper
My friend and I were staying in a hotel in Beijing, not far from the bar where I met Him. One night, my friend and I decided to sneak out past curfew to go to the nearby club. Despite the reservations I had, I eagerly mapped out an escape route and hopped the formidable fence that stood between us and the Beijing night scene. Upon arriving at the club my firend and I were deeply disappointed. The highly acclaimed club was nearly empty exept for the horny bartenders that eyed my friend from behind the counter. Grimmly, I sat down and drank as the bartenders continued to look on at my friend. Later that evening, as things became even duller, a handsome, outgoing Australian from LA appeared at the barstool adjacent to us. He had a gorgeous accent and beautiful blue eyes. I could tell that he was older, but by the end of the night we became quite the drinking parteners as he quickly worked his charm, telling jokes, telling life stories, and eventually spilling his drink. We exchanged email addresses, and he encouraged us to come by the next night, as there would be live music, and of course, a throng of people at the bar.
And, so the next night, we came, my friend looking to have a good time, and myself looking Him. I knew that I was putting myself into a strange, foreign situation, but I pushed forward with my pursuit, and eventually I succeeded. In the thickened throng of drunkened onlookers at bar, I found Him- Our eyes electrically flew to meet simultaneously. My body temperature spiked, and I was drawn to him, as he was to me. After a few drinks at the bar we were both tipsy and decided to go our separate ways—-for that night. Soon after, the next day, I called Him. I wanted to see him. As soon as he answered the phone my heart rate spiked, and I could here the sexual urgencies in both our voices as we spoke- We made arrangements, each of us with one intention, and one intention only. What was I doing? I didn’t know the answer, but there was no controlling it. We were to meet up three days later, after I’d emailed him explicitly saying that we should fuck. And so we did.
On a Tuesday night I met Him at his hotel. He had a beautiful room that overlooked Beijing; it was a view to die for. His room was spacious, brought to life with a contemporary clean lines- The bed was large and massive with beautiful, blue satin sheets. Music played in the background, fragrance cloaked the air, and any other factors that could contribute to the night’s events were perfectly in place.
When I arrived, we spoke for a moment about the day’s events and other goings on. And after a while, we decided it was time for a drink, so with great haste the handsome Australian ran out to the bar nearby for a few bottlesof tequila, or preferably, Champagne- “After all”, he said, “we were celebrating.” While he was away, I slipped out of my black dress and threw off my heels. I lay across the bed taking in the feel of the smooth satin sheets on my skin. When He entered the room I was laying on the bed, wearing a lace bra and panty set. He told me, “I like the way your mind works!” Drinks were poured and then the lights were turnedout. I began to question whether this was what I wanted, and I felt that I did in a really big way, despite the fact that I knew the entire chain of events leading up to and including this moment were all wrong. He slid over towards me on the bed and laid me gently back into his arms. Softly he kissed me, then he grew more aggressive, kissing me, with what some interpret to be passion. He then reached around my back and unclasped my bra. I gasped as He went on kissing me, first my mouth and then my breast. First he sucked a little- I gasped. Then He bit down into my flesh in an entirely sensual way. I could feel my heart beat course throughout my body.Then He removed my panties, he swept them quickly away from my body. He ran his fingers over me gently, everywhere, and he then massaged my clit ever so softly as I sighed. He then worked more vigorously and inserted a finger into me, and I moaned. I’d never known such a combination of pain and pleasure.
He looked at me and asked, “are you ready? I think you are.” I nodded my head, and he plunged himself into me, slowly at first. He was very large, and I felt as if I were being torn in half. I cried out in pain, but I urged him to go on. soon after we had a rythm going, gradually faster, and gradually harder. I climaxed soon after our fourth or fifth go around. Eventually, I came to smell the metalic scent of blood in the sheets, but that didn’t deter us. We continued on and off until morning. And I thouroughly enjoyed it. He and I still maintain contact through email today- but make no mistake, Our night together was purely sex driven, And I do regret not getting more. I do have to deal with the moral consequences of my desicion, but I was ready, and I made a concious choice to do what I did. Just be sure to use protection, and make sure that the decision to have sex is steadily in mind. If there are doubts, then the time is right. Just be sure to anticipate the emotional consequences of sex. Despite all of the mental and physical preparation, there is always some left over, emotional baggage that must be taken into account. Thanks for listening!
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