Bed Time stories

Dry Wine

In between my BDSM sesh with Somaek, I was still active on a few popular dating apps. I matched with this 33 year old European guy. His was cute in his profile pics. He seemed active and artsy. He had this pic standing against a street art, Then another Standing on a surf board, not exactly riding a wave but paddling it. Then another on the beach showing off his tan on his lean body. He looked like a new adventure. Now I don't usually have a type but Sometimes I surprise myself because most of the guys I get attracted to tend to be into arts. I will only find out about them being artsy after going out with them for a couple of times.
Back to this guy, Our conversations on chat wasn't that much interesting. We would say hi with each other occasionally and this went on for a couple of days.
"Bom Dia, G!"
"Hey! How are you" my typical reply to when I receive messages from these apps. I'm quite boring on most days. Then he followed up with:
"When are you free to meet?"
Normally, I would meet these guys on a weekend but I was sort of freeing my weekends for Somaek. It was our thing. I wouldn't want to miss out on some choking, slapping, blindfolded or candle wax dripping session with him. So I replied, "I prefer on a weekday because I only have one day off. I want to rest on that day."
"Ok, I hope I can see you soon" our conversation start and finish like that. No deep connections or anything. Then One night while I was getting ready to go out with a friend, he started asking me what I thought about casual sex. "I'm not new to this idea. In fact, I am better off knowing what is a guy's intention on upfront rather Than have him lie just to get me into bed." I think he was pleased with my answer. I got some cute emojis as a reply.

It was a Monday, a Ladies Night here in the city. I told my friend M about this new guy I'm interested in over a glass of fruity gin and wine. After I showed her his picture, he suddenly messaged me. It was like a sign. I sign to get laid. I asked for M's opinion. More like encouragement. She doubted a bit. "Girl, are you even sure that's him? Don't get your ass cat-fished" I think it's because he was really cute. I mean, she had point. I was using this new app. He was the first guy I was going to meet using it. It was our usual "Ola!" "Heyy" conversation but more flirty this time. He asked what I was doing. I told him I'm a bit tipsy with a friend and he should come join so my friend and I can size him up. "Awww sorry babe, I just got off from work. I'm so tired. I'm just here at home watching football". It was already past 10 so I understood. But then his horny ass had an idea.
"Hey, why don't you just come here after you finish there? We can have wine. Talk."
My eyes rolled. I mean, talk? Get real.
You know how girl friends get real protective of one another? So M immediately dismissed the suggestion. "Ask him to send a selfie before you even think about it", as advised M.

After 5 secs, Boing, boing, boing. This is my assigned message alert tone for booty call. I opened the message so M and I could take a look.
He's even cuter without the filter. He had this boy-next-door aura with nice smile and cute dimples. The dimples weren't that prominent because he had a short beard. He was also wearing glasses so it made him look harmless.
"G, are you ready? I'll drop you to his place. Ask him to send his location." Skepticism down the drain.

Inside the car, M gave me a small pep talk. "You got this girl. If you need me, just call me I'll come and get you. Enjoy but be safe."

After I got off, I suddenly became nervous. I called him because I was in the parking lot but I couldn't see him even when he said he'll meet me down. "Where are you? I'm about to enter the building" when I looked ahead, I saw him wearing shirt and shorts and messed up curly hair. It reminded me of Hookah when I first met him. Calm down G. It's not him.

"Ola! " He gave me hug and a kiss on one cheek. He seems pleasant and safe. "So, G, you have to leave a copy of your ID on the front desk." I felt a little embarrassed because the receptionists gave me weird looks. He asked how my day was while waiting on the lobby. When we got off the lift and about to enter his apartment, he told me he was actually watching football with some friends and they're having wine. I felt a little uneasy. This is a bunch of guys and one girl who had little alcohol earlier. Now girls, I'm in one of the safest countries in the Middle East and maybe even the whole world. So I was 80% sure nothing horrible would happen to me. Otherwise, this is a plot for a disaster. Just in case, I texted my friend about my situation right away. She asked if I was okay and that she could easily get me if I wanted to. I didnt want her to panic so I just told her I'll be fine. I'm just letting her know. Actually, I was already taking a mental note of everything and took a good look at their faces in case they would start to act funny.

Everybody welcomed me and asked to join them for Dry wine. I seated myself on the 3 seater sofa. All 4 guys was still watching a match when I arrived. I asked for a glass to because there was nothing to do. Good thing the game was about to finish. When it ended, I have already downed 2 glasses of wine. Before this I had 3 cocktails already so I was "Fun-tita". Next thing I know all 5 of us were talking and laughing.

They found me cute and amusing. I was wearing a tube romper and sling back nude pumps. Nothing special. They complimented how classy I was because I knew a little spanish and I could keep up with the conversation. I started to wonder what kind of girls they met recently. And also when they noticed I raised my pinky everytime I lift my glass to sip wine. I started to feel comfortable. It was like when I'm drinking with my guy friends back home.

They were all working for a media company. So my hunch was right. My guy was on the artistic side. I never had this relaxed and fun night in a long while. I was with 2 older men, mid to late 40s then my guy and his 27 year-old equally hot friend with boyish charms. We talked about  work, living in the Middle East, travel, dating and of course, sex. They couldn't believe that this innocent looking girl or tita for that matter, would know so much about that.

Everybody in the room wanted to try this app we used except for one of the older guys who was already married. So I told them to try it. There was a dating app tutorial that night with me as the connoisseur. Only the younger guy was able to do it. He even asked me to pick girls for him. Everybody was having fun exceptI noticed that my guy became a bit quiet. I things It started when I asked everybody about their relationship status. Anyway I didn't want to spoil the night. He didn't even say beside me. I could see him observing me from across the room.

It was getting late. Sure I was having fun but I also wanted to get laid that night. Besides one of the older guys already said good night because he had an early run tomorrow. The other old guy however was beginning to be creepy. Everytime my guy left the room, he would ask me if I wanted to go out with him instead and even worse, he suggested I come up to his room with him. He lived 2 floors up. I think the younger guy heard him and talked in their language. After a few minutes, all said good night and it was just me and him.

He wasn't like everybody else. He was a little shy. Almost like it's his first time. I mean for casual. I always thought European guys would be more liberal and experienced about love and making love. I even heard they were passionate. This was true for Hookah. But not with him. To be honest, it was quite awkward when it was just us 2. He was shy. I was shy because the alcohol started to wear off. So he asked me, "what do you wanna do now?"
"You? What do you want?" I answered coyly.

He took my hand and led me to his room. We kissed but it wasn't as passionate as I had prepared for. He unzipped my romper then he stopped. He fumbled on his bedside draw for a condom. I realized while he was looking for protection that this wasn't that good of an idea. I just sat on the bed waiting for him then waited what he would do next. He approached me and JUST stood there. This is getting old I thought. So I grabbed him by the belt and pulled him in. I started unbuttoning his shorts. He still wasn't that hard. So I had to lick him a bit to keep him going.

After a few licks and hand job. A full erection Finally. He then pulled my leg to and started thrusting inside me. Surprisingly, it didn't hurt at all. He just slipped and slide. I just fake moaned just to hype him up. It didn't work for me. He then turned my body to do doggy. Still no pleasure for me. I just wanted it to finish. All this was happening at the edge of the bed. He came but I didn't. This has never happened recently. I'm not really sure but I think I was distracted. It was also late. Maybe I was tired. Or maybe he wasn't that experienced.

I will never find out because I never saw him again after that night. When I said goodbye to him in the lift, he gave me a beso then looked down. A week after, I saw him changed his messaging profile pic with baby girl booties.