15 Girls and the Lessons Learned After Having Sex With Them: A Travelers Tale in Australia | 2016

Lesson 1: Oh how traveling turns a good girl bad! Just because shes in love with her boyfriend doesn't mean she won't cheat.

East Coast of Australia Me and my hostel roommate decide to check out the local bar. We are talking briefly amongst ourselves when i notice a girl looking my way. "Want to get a drink?" my German friend asks. Seizing on the opportunity to make the situation look natural, i say yes and immediately make my way towards the girl, who just happened to be standing next to the bar. We grab 2 beers, and without skipping a beat i turn to my left and ask "so where are you guys from?" "Scotland!" They exclaim emphatically. The conversation is going great. They are showing a genuine interest in the conversation, which in a bar means "yes, i will have sex with you tonight."

I couldn't have been more wrong (i would later find out that my theory was indeed correct). Kristen, the girl i caught looking my way and which prompted this entire conversation, casually announces she has a boyfriend. I will admit, i was a bit sad. Those beautiful blue eyes and freckles were not mine to be had. At least not tonight.

We move to the dance floor, and the passion eventually fades as i stopped talking to Kristen. Fast forward to the next night, me and my roommate are at the very same bar, grabbing 2 more beers. Kristen approaches me from behind. She seems excited to see me. Fully knowing she has a boyfriend and not looking to waste my time, i brush off the conversation, and scan the room for another opportunity. The night is coming to an end, and i am making my way back to my room. Half way there i run into Kristen who is on her phone, alone and in her PJs. Small talk, she walks back with me to my room. We reach my door. "Want to go sit somewhere?"

I'm not sure what her intentions are, but Kristen is a beautiful girl, with a smooth scottish accent. There is no shot i will deny a request to find a quiet place to sit with her at this time of night. She goes on and on about her boyfriend. 7 years of being a faithful girlfriend, i was convinced that she was the perfect girlfriend. I did not even attempt to make a move on her. "I'm going back to my room to sleep" i tell her after 2 hours of chat. She follows me back to my room. "I feel awkward" she says. "I want to kiss you."

My heart skips a beat. I can't believe she just said that. After all that talk about how she has met her perfect guy, her soul mate, someone that she is prepared to say "yes" to as soon as he proposes. Im shocked. But I'm no saint. I go in for the kiss. I stick my tongue all the way down her throat. To the best of my knowledge, i am the first guy in 7 years that has tasted her lips. She then reveals she is on her period, and that no sex will be had. Wait, so you are telling me you would have sex with me, right now, if you weren't bleeding from the vagina? Lesson learned: it really doesn't matter if a girl is in love with her boyfriend, the possibility of an affair is always present.

We kiss goodnight. I go to sleep, not sexually frustrated, but amazed that i just got this girl in a committed relationship to let me lick her all up. I slept well that night.

A week later I'm taking a a stroll through a new town. I pass by a girl and had a weird feeling. I turn around and i see the girl whisper to her friend. I knew it was Kristen. She saw me and didn't say Hi, she must feel guilty for what she did.

A cyclone hits and im huddle in the hostel lobby, attempting to rebook another flight to Thailand as my current flight has been canceled. I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn around and its Kristen soaking wet. "HEY!" she says. Apparently her sailing trip had been canceled. We make plans to meet up later that night. She walks off, turns around, and gives me a big smile. It made my heart melt.

I go to the bar early, around 7pm, and order two drinks. Waiting, two attractive girls sit behind me, one tall with brown hair. She makes conversation with me. I join their table. They are from Sweden, and i love swedes. The conversation is going smooth (smooth bar convo theory is in full effect here), but before anything escalates, Kristen walks in. Shes with her sailing group, so she only briefly says hi, and goes back to them. Its apparent she is into her skipper, an man in his mid thirties, with the lingering effects of a once attractive man still there.

Kristen comes over a couple times and makes small talk, but she keeps returning to the skipper. I would be lying if i said i wasn't jealous. But the tall swedish girl is into me. We go to the dance floor. I look her straight in the eyes. She moves in closer for a kiss, but i back out. Teasing is the best way into a women's panties. I briefly leave her and tell Kristen i am leaving. Surprised, she says "lets meet up later." I give her my room number fully expecting i'd never see her again.

I find the swede and grab her and lead her out of the bar and to the beach. We find a secluded bench. I drop my pants without warning. "Give it a kiss" i tell her. She gets to work, but to my dismay a bit too much teeth are used. It takes me about 20 minutes to cum, but i finally got the job done (it felt more of job than anything else). Completing forgetting about Kristen, i tell the swede she can sleep in my room. We make our way back, and in the distance to the left i notice a figure coming that resembles ever so slightly that of Kristen. Out of caution i stop holding the swedes hand. As the silhouette comes closer, i realize it is indeed Kristen! Me and the swede go to the side of the building, where i pretend to be on my phone. Kristen walks around the building to us. "Oh hey! Didn't think i'd see you again" i tell her. I look to the swede, and tell her "hey, its my last night here, i need to say bye to my friend." She immediately catches the hint. Exit swede.

I take Kristen to the exact same spot on the beach. We sit down. I notice a large bulge where her pussy should be as she sits with her knees to her chin. I instinctively reach out for it. "Not here" she says.

So we go find a dark spot right near the beach. I take off her panties and start fingering. Then i start to lick those huge lips. She has the fattest camel toe. Its huge. I suck on both lips. No smell to it, and a nice taste. I get hard. She asks if i have a condom. "I wasn't prepared to have sex tonight." I still take out my dick, she says you can stick it in a bit. So i do, and then she pushes me all the way in. I fuck her hard missionary. It feels amazing. I pounded her hard and made her body rock and i looked at her sexy face. I turned her over to fuck her doggy style. It was not too tight but not too loose. It squeezed my dick in the perfect way. I looked at her nice ass as i pounded away, her legs, her feet, her entire backside. It was amazing. I fucked her hard and she moaned. Then i turned her over and fucked her missionary. I pulled out and came all over her stomach. I then ate her out until she orgasmed, with the cum still there. I was going to wipe it up but she wanted it to stay on her. She liked it like that. Then we laid next to each other and kissed. MInutes later, we were right back at it. I came on her again, but this time cleaned up fast and lay beside her. It was magical.

I felt no remorse for not telling her she just had sloppy seconds. I guess we were each others sloppy seconds. We say goodnight, and that was the last time i will ever see Kristen. Oh how traveling turns a good girl bad!