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I think I mentioned that I like tall boys before. So, when I met this beautiful, over-2-meters-tall basketball player who had just got transferred I was mesmerised. He was very handsome, ebony black skin, perfect white teeth in a disarming smile, and a body that begged to be undressed.

He was playing in San Diego (USA), and had been transferred to my city, to play for a small, upcoming team. He was new to the city, so I kindly offered to give him a tour around 😉

Being a perfect gentleman, he didn’t kiss me until the first “official” date, that was new to me, lol. After dinner we stopped to buy some cigarettes, and I decided I wanted a small chocolate. He smiled coyly and said “so you like chocolate, huh?”, and I answered “of course, I looooove chocolate!”.

Well, after a few more subtle comments, we walked to his apartment “to watch a movie” lol. I think we began undressing in the elevator, before reaching his front door. It was like we both had been waiting for this to happen without saying it. He was tall, so I had to look up to kiss him… he lifted me by my hips and butt and I rolled my legs over him, as he struggled with my bra.

We got to the bedroom, and he laid me on the bed softly, without stopping kissing me he began unbuttoning my jeans. I was getting wet and hot, and he knew that. And I could feel his hardness against me and was making me want some of that… and I am not very patient!

So I rolled over him and reached for my purse to get a condom. To my surprise he said that he needed to use his own brand, cos regular condoms were too small… omg, could this get any better? Yes it could. It was a great feeling to be in control of such a big, strong guy, and I was not going to give that up. I took his condom, opened it and put it on him using my mouth, to which he said nothing, but a soft moan as he clasped my shoulders and arms.

I pulled myself higher, and slowly landed on his cock, slowly devouring the pleasure of feeling him inside me, going deeper and deeper.

Something about him made me feel very comfortable, uninhibited, kinky and free (even more than usual), so we went wild and happy 😉 This lasted almost two hours I think, and we were tired and sweaty, and had silly smiles of joy in our lips as we laid quietly on the bed.

I was sad to hear, one week after our encounter, that he was being transferred to another team…. in an other country!! Funny thing, whenever I see that particular type of chocolate I always think of him, and smile subtly…


I met this very cute German guy, he had been working here with computers or stuff for a couple of months and was planning to stay for 5 o 6 more. We clicked (or I thought so), and we had some hotel fun. It was nice, nothing remarkable, but very sweet and all that. We exchanged cellphones, and he texted me the following day… actually, the same day, since we had slept together!!

Ok, he is lonely and bored, I can deal with that, I am a good entertainer 😉

We made plans to go for drinks that next day, and we all know where that ends, right? next morning we wake up early cos I had a meeting before lunch. He invited me to have breakfast before I left in a nice coffee shop. We talked a lot, and we had some stuff in common, but not very relevant, like we were born with 10 days difference, stuff like that….

That week he got a bit emotional, claiming to be confused. He did not want to have sex with me if we were not going to be a serious couple. (“where the hell did that come from?”, I wondered…). He made a big speech, that he needed to be in love to have sex, and that he was doubtful about our future together (“really?? lol) cos he had to leave in a few months.

I freaked out, he was considering if we would have a long distance relationship or something like that!!! WTF??? (have I mention my phobia to commitment??)

We agreed that it was the best for both to remain just friends, tho of course I only saw him once or twice before (by chance) and didn’t talk much.

Well, you live, you learn… tho I don’t really know what I learned this time… I guess I will figure it out, eventually….

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I met the French boy by chance, while on holidays, and we kinda clicked, but nothing happened. Then I found out he was living in my city for a few months, so I added him to my Facebook. It took less that 1 hour to have the friend acceptance and an inbox message asking me out for a drink. Ok, he works fast!

We went out for drinks, lots of them, and of course this led to his apartment (very nice, btw). I should say here, that I had been going through a bad, bad period of no-guys-near-me for some time, due to a series of disappointing experiences that almost made me lose hope on men.

Ok then, so we had sex, and for me it felt great to break my “sex fast”, but I have to admit, it was nothing remarkable. What was remarkable for me was that he insisted that I stayed over, he wanted to sleep with me, really sleep, hug and stuff, on the first night!!! I waited for him to fall asleep and left his apartment, not without leaving a note on the fridge “hope you sleep well”, or something like that.

We almost never went out, like dinner or movies, we just had sex, and he started complaining, like a baby, that all I wanted from him was sex…  but he still called me, he still wanted to see me… hmmm

Apparently acting more detached than men do is in some way appealing to them!!! We kept seeing each other for almost two months, till he was reallocated to another city.

This was the first time I understood one thing about me: when it comes to dating, sex and stuff I tend to act more like a man than a girl. I know it sounds weird, but I am commitment-phobic, and am convinced that most men are kind of useless… so well, until I find someone worth it, they are just very fun toys to play with!!! 🙂


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