Hey guys. Another quick LR for you.
I’ve been working interstate again and sometimes find myself with free time at work. Sometimes I'll kill some with some internet dating. I started chatting with this cute 25 year old Swedish girl. Face wise she was quite cute, although no real good body shots to be seen. The tricep area usually gives it away, and based on that this girl may be carrying a few extra kgs, but her hair/skin/teeth and vibe were all positive (which is what I go for) so I was happy to see where this went.
This girl was new to town and had only been in Melbourne 3 weeks. She was currently looking for work, and, as far as I could tell didn't really know a great deal of people. I've found girls like this are more motivated to meeting up as they are still finding themselves in a big new city.
We sent a few messages back and forth. Even became Facebook friends (for about three hours before she strangely unfriended me). I checked out her 'photos posted by others' and all was good.
We met in the city. Wow, this girl is 6 foot tall in flats! She has about an inch on me. Beautifully tanned, flawless skin, perfect teeth, bold and stunning facial features. She had a volumptous body but was so tall she carried it well. And holy fuck - her tits were HUGE!! I once read about a theory why Scandinavians seem to be overrepresented when it comes to the good looks gene - as the Vikings raped and pillaged the various lands across Europe they took all of the hotties back home (and rumour has it they dumped all the unwanted ones in England). Not sure how true any of that is.
I give her the tour guide style date. The thing about Melbourne is most of it's charm is hidden down laneways and alleys and can be easily missed by most tourists. I take her to two of my favourite bars where we enjoy a drink or two each. This girl is naturally chatty so conversation was really easy. One thing that struck me as strange was that this girl wasn't offering up to shout a round of drinks. No big deal, I put this down to cultural differences. During one conversation she says she is psychic... so I took this opportunity to ask her 'So if you're psychic, can you tell me what I'm going to do now' and move in for a kiss. She recoils. I'm unreactive. I change the subject and we continue chatting like nothing happened.
Now as she was new to town she didn't really know her way around and she was staying about 15-20 minutes out of the city. When arranging the date I suggested, 'Come into the city to meet me, and I can give you a lift home in return'. A pretty reasonable offer, and it gives us the natural opportunity to head back to mine after our drinks (6 or so tram stops away) to pick up my car, and for us to chill at mine for a bit whilst my last drink wears itself off.
Back at mine we're sitting on the couch. She's showing me some photos from Sweden on her phone. What do you know, they actually live in those gingerbread looking snow houses, zoom around on ski mobiles and drill holes in the ice to fish out of. It was cool, Scandinavia is on my list of place to go see.
I pour us another drink each. During this chit chat on the couch she starts to become really testy, like hardcore. Giving me a hard time about how I use tissues and how that's somehow destroying the environment. The real reason I have boxes of tissues around the place is for post sex mop ups. Passing these tests though nowadays is so automatic I don't even realise I'm being tested sometimes. I wish I was more concious of it as it's a great sign a girl is interested - girls dont' just test random losers for fun, their not really bitches at heart.
There was a fair amount of resistance in getting her up into my loft bedroom but after 3 or 4 times she eventually wandered up. From there it was onto the bed to show her the stars through my skylight, a little bit of massage where she just stripped down to her lacy black panties and then lots of spooning, grinding and making out. Wow... this girl had HUGE tits... each one was about as big as my head. This girl is probably going to have back problems later in life.
LMR was pretty tough. Wash rinse repeat for hours. I ended up giving up and just thinking fuck it, I've got to get some sleep for work tomorrow. I guess she was staying over. Then all of a sudden she wanted it. I was falling alseep, but I put on a condom and climbed on top. After all the tension build up, hours of foreplay and my inablity to regulate my breathing due to my tiredness I came pretty quick... she was pissed off, then said to herself, 'I suppose that's my fault for teasing you so long'. I told her I'll make it up to her. I planned to have 15 min rest then start again but I started to nod off so I thought I'd finger her for a bit.
The last girl I'd be seeing was quite sensitive so I started off slow. I asked her how that was and she said I wasn't anywhere near hard enough. I rubbed her a little harder, cycling through the various spots. She started to moan louder and louder as my intensity increase until I was finger fucking the shit out of her snatch. She said to me, 'I tend to squirt'. Being one to understand that it's just a natural bodily function, I said 'OK' and continued on. A story from my ex housemate where he was literally drenched in quantities of fluid crossed my mind. Soon after she came and sprayed clear girl jizz all over my bed. Great. Luckily I had a fresh set of sheets to put back on the bed.
I've only been with a girl who squirts a few times. The first time I didn't even know it existed and didn't know what the hell was going on. 'Did this girl just piss on me?' But wait, it's clear and doesn't smell. Pretty strange experience first time around for both of us, the girl didn't know what it was either (or was too shy to talk about it). Thanks to the fetish porn sites of the interweb I was soon to be educated.
It must have been 5am at this time. We slept for a bit. I don't usually sleep well when I'm not used to having someone in the bed with me. I woke a few hours later and fucked her hard several times. I motioned for her to give me head but she shyed away from it. This wasn't the first Scandinavian girl to not give me head, what's up with that? I wonder if it's another crappy cultural thing - anyone else find this? I fucked her some more, came again then laid back down and closed my eyes, exhausted. About 30 seconds later my alarm went off to wake for work at 8am.
Damn, today is going to be a long day.