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30/04/2020
This is a true story.
Using a free dating website I met a girl and she fell in love with me. I am 58. She was 20. I travelled to Thailand, we had sex 5 times in 5 days. I left unsatisfied and we agreed we were not right for each other, although my intention, to my shame was sex, not love. I thought I would not do this again.
A few months later the excitement rose in me again. I went onto a different free website. I contacted a few girls and had replies. One of whom, 20 again, was responsive to the point of keen. She lives in a village and works in a shop. We exchanged pictures and she was good looking and a great body. She declared love. I did the same, but was focused on sex. Again feeling shameful. For 5 months trust and hopes were built. We arranged to meet and stay for 4 nights in a hotel in Bangkok. I sent her money to travel to Bangkok and I booked and paid for my flight and our hotel. I tried to keep in mind that this would be sex, but not necessarily exciting, so just looked at things as an adventure. During the wooing, we discussed and agreed to have just one room, although I was chivalrous to offer to sleep separately. Through conversation online we agreed we were safe and she would take contraception.
Before flying I did not touch myself for 4 days, so I was very excited, but still prepared to be let down. I arrived at the hotel a few hours before, so I could shower and shave. We met in the hotel foyer, following regular messages. She was much smaller than I thought, but attractive and lovely body.
We had to use translation devices, but that was ok. When we arrived at the room, using the device I asked if she needed a shower. She nodded and gave me a quick kiss on the lips and went to shower. Assuming this may go the same way as the previous girl, I remained relaxed. In the room there was a double bed and also a single bed. I laid down fully clothed on the double bed and I genuinely assumed she would rest from her long journey on the single bed.
She came out of the shower wearing a tight fitting blue t shirt and black shorts, showing tanned beautiful legs. She laid down next to me. Using the device I asked if she was tired and she said she was, I was content to let her snuggle and sleep with my arm around her, although my hormones were raging!
I am sure only 5 minutes passed, when she gently rose her head so her lips were millimetres from mine. I held back. Ever so slightly she brushed her lips with mine. I waited a few seconds and I did the same. This went on for a few minutes until kissing became a little longer and a little stronger. I gently brushed her top lip with my tongue and our kissing became a little more excited. Soon my hand was touching her breast and stroking her back under her shirt. She did not flinch. Not long after, I removed her t shirt, with her help. More kissing and gentle touching. I moved my hand down to her shorts and tried to undo the zip to the side. This was a struggle, so she did it. I slipped them off. Because she was now in her underwear, I got up, closed the curtains, removed my shirt and trousers and we resumed kissing, now more passionately. Whenever I kissed her neck, I noticed her breathing increased. So at this time, with one hand, I unfastened her bra and we removed it together. Now and then when kissing, she drew my pelvis close to hers, I’m sure to experience how hard I was. I moved down to taking one of her breasts in my mouth and gently moved my hand down, moved it into her panties and could tell she was ok with this. Her hand finally touched me over my underwear and soon she put her hand inside. I gently kissed her tummy and then removed her panties and my own, passionately kissing and touching. I moved on top and was soon inside her. She panted hard, I thrusted and the explosion I felt was fantastic. Afterwards we kissed more and just laid together. I genuinely thought that was it for today.
I asked her if she was hungry, which she later said was sweet to think of her. We showered separately, dressed and went to eat. Afterwards, we spent a few minutes looking around a small market and then she walked to the hotel. We went back to the room, laid down to rest. It all started again, with her beginning gentle kissing, me reciprocating and undressing each other. Somehow, we got to standing and I undressed her and we laid down. This time I felt I had more control. I felt how hard I was when inside her. When the moment came, I could feel myself pumping my orgasm in waves.
The next day it was difficult to have sex because of the heat, so we just kissed and touched a lot. That evening her period arrived. I was very respectful and assumed she would be less sexually interested. However, she was keen to kiss and soon she was down to underwear and I was naked. She held me in her hand and was giving me a hand job. She seemed to know when I was close to orgasm, because she drew me closer to cum over her panties. This was very erotic. This was in the morning. In our time together there would be a second handjob, where, at the moment of orgasm she moved me inside the top of her panties. When she went to wash and removed her panties, there must have been a lot of me to clear up, because the orgasm at that moment was particularly explosive.
In the afternoon, again after a short walk again were were kissing and got down to underwear. A make or break question came into my head. I was scared how she may react. I picked up my translation device and asked if she would consider giving me a blowjob and said I would understand if she preferred not to. She thought for a little while and then said yes. More kissing and I wanted this so much. She moved down and took me in her mouth. It was wonderful, because she was so rhythmic and my excitement made me move my hips up and down to be further in her mouth. When I came, she swallowed.
The next day, a familiar pattern. The second hand job, a meal, a short walk and then the second blow job.
Aside from all this passion, I was developing genuine feelings for her, but know it could never be permanent. Feelings moved from guilt to abundant passion.
The next day, somehow we were undressing and kissing so passionately that our tongues were powerful in each other’s mouths. I was naked, she was in her panties. I sat down in an armless chair and she was on her knees kissing me. She went down on me and I could watch her giving me the blow job. Because this was a particularly passionate physical position I was very turned on. When it came to the moment of cumming, I felt myself pumping so many times and she took it all. In all, in those 4 days it was 2 x sex, 2 x handjobs and 5 x blowjobs.
When I arrived home I knew that although we could not be together as a couple i just have to be with her again. We are planning to stay together for 5 nights, when possible. Because I know she is not reticent with sex with me I can play out some fantasies. My first is to engineer kissing and undressing standing up, sitting down on a chair and her astride me so there will be maximum penetration when I cum. My other is to one evening, ask her if when we wake up she will give me a blow job, because my morning sex drive is so high it will guarantee that pumping feeling into her mouth. And then directly after breakfast I will say I need to get something from our room and then have sex on the bed.
Using a free dating website I met a girl and she fell in love with me. I am 58. She was 20. I travelled to Thailand, we had sex 5 times in 5 days. I left unsatisfied and we agreed we were not right for each other, although my intention, to my shame was sex, not love. I thought I would not do this again.
A few months later the excitement rose in me again. I went onto a different free website. I contacted a few girls and had replies. One of whom, 20 again, was responsive to the point of keen. She lives in a village and works in a shop. We exchanged pictures and she was good looking and a great body. She declared love. I did the same, but was focused on sex. Again feeling shameful. For 5 months trust and hopes were built. We arranged to meet and stay for 4 nights in a hotel in Bangkok. I sent her money to travel to Bangkok and I booked and paid for my flight and our hotel. I tried to keep in mind that this would be sex, but not necessarily exciting, so just looked at things as an adventure. During the wooing, we discussed and agreed to have just one room, although I was chivalrous to offer to sleep separately. Through conversation online we agreed we were safe and she would take contraception.
Before flying I did not touch myself for 4 days, so I was very excited, but still prepared to be let down. I arrived at the hotel a few hours before, so I could shower and shave. We met in the hotel foyer, following regular messages. She was much smaller than I thought, but attractive and lovely body.
We had to use translation devices, but that was ok. When we arrived at the room, using the device I asked if she needed a shower. She nodded and gave me a quick kiss on the lips and went to shower. Assuming this may go the same way as the previous girl, I remained relaxed. In the room there was a double bed and also a single bed. I laid down fully clothed on the double bed and I genuinely assumed she would rest from her long journey on the single bed.
She came out of the shower wearing a tight fitting blue t shirt and black shorts, showing tanned beautiful legs. She laid down next to me. Using the device I asked if she was tired and she said she was, I was content to let her snuggle and sleep with my arm around her, although my hormones were raging!
I am sure only 5 minutes passed, when she gently rose her head so her lips were millimetres from mine. I held back. Ever so slightly she brushed her lips with mine. I waited a few seconds and I did the same. This went on for a few minutes until kissing became a little longer and a little stronger. I gently brushed her top lip with my tongue and our kissing became a little more excited. Soon my hand was touching her breast and stroking her back under her shirt. She did not flinch. Not long after, I removed her t shirt, with her help. More kissing and gentle touching. I moved my hand down to her shorts and tried to undo the zip to the side. This was a struggle, so she did it. I slipped them off. Because she was now in her underwear, I got up, closed the curtains, removed my shirt and trousers and we resumed kissing, now more passionately. Whenever I kissed her neck, I noticed her breathing increased. So at this time, with one hand, I unfastened her bra and we removed it together. Now and then when kissing, she drew my pelvis close to hers, I’m sure to experience how hard I was. I moved down to taking one of her breasts in my mouth and gently moved my hand down, moved it into her panties and could tell she was ok with this. Her hand finally touched me over my underwear and soon she put her hand inside. I gently kissed her tummy and then removed her panties and my own, passionately kissing and touching. I moved on top and was soon inside her. She panted hard, I thrusted and the explosion I felt was fantastic. Afterwards we kissed more and just laid together. I genuinely thought that was it for today.
I asked her if she was hungry, which she later said was sweet to think of her. We showered separately, dressed and went to eat. Afterwards, we spent a few minutes looking around a small market and then she walked to the hotel. We went back to the room, laid down to rest. It all started again, with her beginning gentle kissing, me reciprocating and undressing each other. Somehow, we got to standing and I undressed her and we laid down. This time I felt I had more control. I felt how hard I was when inside her. When the moment came, I could feel myself pumping my orgasm in waves.
The next day it was difficult to have sex because of the heat, so we just kissed and touched a lot. That evening her period arrived. I was very respectful and assumed she would be less sexually interested. However, she was keen to kiss and soon she was down to underwear and I was naked. She held me in her hand and was giving me a hand job. She seemed to know when I was close to orgasm, because she drew me closer to cum over her panties. This was very erotic. This was in the morning. In our time together there would be a second handjob, where, at the moment of orgasm she moved me inside the top of her panties. When she went to wash and removed her panties, there must have been a lot of me to clear up, because the orgasm at that moment was particularly explosive.
In the afternoon, again after a short walk again were were kissing and got down to underwear. A make or break question came into my head. I was scared how she may react. I picked up my translation device and asked if she would consider giving me a blowjob and said I would understand if she preferred not to. She thought for a little while and then said yes. More kissing and I wanted this so much. She moved down and took me in her mouth. It was wonderful, because she was so rhythmic and my excitement made me move my hips up and down to be further in her mouth. When I came, she swallowed.
The next day, a familiar pattern. The second hand job, a meal, a short walk and then the second blow job.
Aside from all this passion, I was developing genuine feelings for her, but know it could never be permanent. Feelings moved from guilt to abundant passion.
The next day, somehow we were undressing and kissing so passionately that our tongues were powerful in each other’s mouths. I was naked, she was in her panties. I sat down in an armless chair and she was on her knees kissing me. She went down on me and I could watch her giving me the blow job. Because this was a particularly passionate physical position I was very turned on. When it came to the moment of cumming, I felt myself pumping so many times and she took it all. In all, in those 4 days it was 2 x sex, 2 x handjobs and 5 x blowjobs.
When I arrived home I knew that although we could not be together as a couple i just have to be with her again. We are planning to stay together for 5 nights, when possible. Because I know she is not reticent with sex with me I can play out some fantasies. My first is to engineer kissing and undressing standing up, sitting down on a chair and her astride me so there will be maximum penetration when I cum. My other is to one evening, ask her if when we wake up she will give me a blow job, because my morning sex drive is so high it will guarantee that pumping feeling into her mouth. And then directly after breakfast I will say I need to get something from our room and then have sex on the bed.
Poster:
Ward
