Bed Time stories

Chevy

When i arrived in this country, I didn't know that I would feel this lonely just after a couple of months. That's when I started downloading dating apps. I had so much fun. This was all new to me after having the ball and chain for too long. It was exciting and nerve-wrecking at the same time. Feeling like a hatchling falling from my a nest. But like the saying goes: "falling earns you wings to fly".

After swiping left for half an hour, I swiped right to this young man's profile. He looked the typical middle-eastern: mysterious deep set eyes, regal nose and mischievous smile. He is 24, or so says his profile.
After chatting for a few minutes, we exchanged numbers to chat in a different app. (Note to titas: know your apps!) Next thing I know, we were talking about sex. Not about us, but other people's. A friend of a friend, a cousin's neighbor's friend, practically anyone except our own experiences. I think it was his way of testing the waters or building up the tension between us. Either reason, it worked.

In a few days, I got so curious about him. This would be my first time to be with another man, and in a foreign country. I was curious as well because rumor has it that middle-eastern men have MASSIVE dongs. I wanted to confirm if it was the truth. My hormones wasn't helping me to be a little prude at all. I haven't got laid since I arrived here and it's been 6 months. I only have a 3-month tolerance.

One night, he asked me if he could pick me up at work. Ladies, this is a guy's way to check if you are fuckable and not so he can get you home safe. Do not get too excited.
I'm working in a hospital so that night I was wearing scrubs. I didn't agree at first, but he was persistent and I wanted to get it out of the way after having been chatting for a week now.
I waited for him at the bus stop in front of the hospital for a good 10 mins. He finally arrived in a subcompact sedan. He was really cute, friendly and bright. Later I would found out that he is working in sales, that would explain how I perceived him.
We drove around the city, he showed me around after finding out I was new in town. I remember it was April because he couldn't stop talking about how he fooled his family into coming back to his country. There is war going on in his motherland. It was difficult for him to get a residence visa here even after staying for so many years, let alone leave and ruin his chances of getting his visa approved. But instead of being sad and depressed about it, here he is making jokes about the situation. He mentioned how his mother was so upset when he joked about being at the airport. It was funny and sad at the same time. He made me laugh. I have decided to sleep with him at that moment but my uterus have decided on it a few hours back when he said "hey!" And smiled. We talked about doing it casually in the coming days as he dropped me in my home at 23rd street.

Just when I thought I could finally break the drought spell, My period came the day we were about to meet up. I told him I couldn't make it and because of that  reason but It didn't stop him from being horny. I couldn't blame him we were talking dirty the previous night. After enticing me and convincing me in a series of sweet but raunchy messages, I gave in. He picked me up later that night. We grabbed some late night snacks and went to his house.
I looked around and noticed that the room was somewhat girly. I was beginning to be uncomfortable. I believe he sensed it because he told me the truth without even asking. He has a girlfriend with same nationality as me. She just went home for vacation. I appreciate him for being honest that night.

I don't usually eat that much pre-sex so he ended up eating all the food. We smoked a little  and while watching funny videos. He rested his head on my lap and put my hands on his head suggesting to caress it. In my head I was waiting for him to kiss me.

The mood wasn't romantic at all. It felt awkward for about a minute or two. I was just touching his head, no hair, just head. He wasn't balding or anything, he just had it shaved. Then finally, we kissed. It tasted like the tobacco he was using. It was either he isn't that much skilled in fore play or I'm just not in the mood because of my menstruation but while we were taking off our clothes I wanted to be done and over with. I started touching him down there.

So the rumors were true! I felt it was already stiff when I tried to unbuckle his belt. He turned off the light because we both didn't want to see a murder scene.

After putting on the condom, he started to enter me. It felt like my first time all over again. Grateful of  my period and the condom's lubricant, it didn't hurt that much. I didn't realize how big it was until the second round when I put it in my mouth. I could only take on half of his member. But still he came.

The third one was long and rough. I felt bad for him because we could only do limited positions. I could feel the tip of his shlong touching my cervix. It was awesome. He didn't make me come but I was satisfied. Satisfied he was 1) big 2) cute 3) honest.

We rested for a little before dropping me back home at 5am. There was an awkward goodbye. The one you'd expect from a one night stand. 

Next morning I texted him "good morning" so just not to appear too casual but, I didn't get that reply.

The promiscuous tita within me was revived.