I [m]et my match in San [F]rancisco | 2016

At the time of this story, I was a 28 year old man in a bit of a dry spell. It had been a while since I'd been to the great city by the bay. I was there for work, a training seminar to learn some new skills. "Work" didn't start until Tuesday but I was in town a day early to allow for travel and hotel booking. So, when I had some free time, I decided it would be nice to head into the city. I've had a fascination with San Francisco for a number of years. The first time I visited was with family when I was around the age of 13. I just remember enjoying the atmosphere, the sights, smells, tastes and insanely rich culture of the different neighborhoods. I had visited a few times since then, all with a similar routine. Check out the wharf, walk through the Tenderloin district for the hell of it, wander around Haight-Ashbury and eventually end up down on Market where everyone is a little fancier.

This particular evening I had managed to ditch a coworker because I knew what my mission was this time around. I wanted to find a cool girl, talk to her and hopefully manage to kill some time. I thought "This'll be awesome, romantic and a totally rad story later in life". Little did I know, this would turn into a story that I probably won't want to share with family and friends. This one is a story of seduction; a story of pure lust. After walking to my usual spots, I'm down on Market St, leaning against the Walgreens near the Powell Street BART station. I'm checking my phone, trying to Yelp a good restaurant. At this point, it is early evening and the sun was moving behind the large city sky scrapers. It was beautiful outside, so much so that I had gotten a light sunburn from my 10 mile walk that day. I hear someone walking towards me say "Damn dude, nice beard!", so I look up to find an attractive, mid-twenties, young woman walking toward me. I kind of let out a chuckle and say thank you, and she keeps walking. This is not the girl... however, what do I see about 15 yards away walking toward me? Someone that happens to be one of the cutest girls I've ever seen.

Roughly 23, 24 years old, 5'6" and walking like she owns the place, she's getting closer. I have a thing for Latin girls and it looks like I have hit the jackpot. She's close enough for me to make out her features a little more, now. Long dark curly hair, the kind that sways with her every movement. Beautiful deep green eyes, long lashes and gorgeous brown skin. She’s wearing a well fitting San Francisco 49ers t-shirt, nice jeans and Nike running shoes. She's the image of perfection in my eyes. I tell myself, out loud, "Don't fuck this up". Prepared to make a move, I think of some things I could say. "Niners fan, eh?"... REALLY?!?! Of course she's a Niners fan, she's in San Francisco. You're an idiot. I think to myself that I'll just wing it.

As she nears me, I shoot her a look and a small grin. I'm prepared to just BS a question about where to find something. But as she reaches me, she stops and asks "Hey, sorry to bother you... do you know where there's a bathroom close by?" It just so happened that I did, because I just used it. I told her "I'll tell you what, I'll walk you there." She grins and says “Sure, okay”. I'm in!

On our way down the block I introduced myself and asked her name and she told me it was Julia. I asked her a few more questions; if she lived here, what she's doing out and about the town, etc. She does live in SF and she was just out shopping around. We reached the public rest room and she said thank you. I told her I'd be "sitting right over there" when she returned and she grinned and told me "Okay, I'll see you in a minute then". She came back and had clearly made herself up in the bathroom a little. She smelled as if she had just applied a little perfume which smelled wonderful and she had touched up her makeup; makeup that would later be removed from the hustle and bustle of our evening.

I asked what she was doing for the rest of the evening and she said she had no plans. I told her I was just looking for a good place to eat, maybe Japanese food. She tells me there's this great place not far away and we begin to walk. Our conversation starts off mild, simply just getting to know each other a little. I told her I was from out of state. I made a joke about not liking her shirt and she guessed right away where I was from. (I'm sure you can fill in the gaps) Dinner went well, joking and laughing with each other. She's fond of the internet and kept up with my dorky pop culture references. After dinner we walked around a little more even though my feet were killing me from a day full of city walking. She noticed that I had developed a very slight limp over the evening and asked if I just wanted to sit for a bit.

We made our way to Yerba Buena Gardens and by this time it was around 9 o'clock. We sat on a bench and she leaned in to me, dipping her head on my shoulder. My mindset was still in the "This is totally a romantic cute story that they make movies out of. This is awesome." This is where things started to shift. She started to ask about my love life. I tell her that I'm single, but do have exes. She asks if I miss it. I tell her that I miss the fun times, but I don't know how I feel about having anything serious at the moment. She asks me how the sex was with my most recent ex. This is a touchy spot for me, but open about it. I had been cheated on. But, to answer the question I tell her that it was pretty good and fun. In fact, that's probably the only thing I miss about her. She was kind of a wild one.

The following is a paraphrase of the real conversation. Julia: "What do you mean a ‘wild one’. What was something she did that was so crazy?" she asked. Me: "Well, she just loved it rough. Hair pulled, being told what to do. You know... that kind of wild" Julia: "I dunno if that should be called wild. I mean... almost sounds kinda tame to me. But..." Me: "But, what?" Julia: "It's just been a while... that's all...."

This is followed by a moment of silence. And then she lifts her head from my shoulder, looks at me for a second and I had that internal dialog of "I think we're gonna kiss. Are we gonna kiss? Should I kiss her?" and I say out loud... "Yea, I'm gonna kiss you now if that's okay". Probably not the smoothest move, but she looks and me and gives me that grin she's given a few times and I lean in and we kiss. HOLY SHIT, GUYS... THIS WAS A KISS OF EPIC PROPORTIONS. Deep, passionate, make out, hands all over her body, kiss. After a few minutes of that, she stops, stands up and says "Where's your hotel?" Just so happens that I’m staying at The Westin only a couple blocks away. I stand up and say "It's this way. Follow me."

Arm over her shoulder, walking like lifelong lovers, we make our way and not really saying much. She reaches down and sticks her hand in my back pocked (non-wallet side, for those of your worrying) and grabs my ass. I returned the favor. We make it to the hotel and in the elevator, she essentially jumps me and we make out some more. You know when you watch a movie and there's a love scene where the couple can't help their selves, ripping off each other's clothes? Yea... that definitely happened. Making out, hands all over, we're stripping each other down. She's already breathing heavily from the excitement as I get her down to her bra and panties. I'm standing in my underwear and she stops kissing me. She looks me in the eye and begins to kneel before me and pulls down my black boxer briefs, all the while never breaking eye contact. As my rock hard member springs out of my shorts, her hand grasps at the base and she licks from the bottom to the top. I let out a moan and reach up to grab the back of her head. She closes her eyes, takes a deep breath and lets out a little moan, as if she just tasted a bite from her very favorite meal. As she plunges her head deep onto my throbbing cock, I pull her head as close as she'll let me and she holds it there for a few seconds until she starts to gag. I pull her head back slowly and she looks up at me. Again, without breaking eye contact, as her mouth clears my cock, slobber and spit drips out of her mouth onto me and down her chest.

She stands up, kisses me, backs me up to the bed, pushes me down and gets on top of me. She's still wearing her blue thong and grinds on me as we kiss some more. I reach back to undo her bra and throw it (who the fuck knows where) and she sits up barely, but enough for me to reach her breasts with my mouth. I reach down with my hands and grab her ass, give it a smack and she says "Harder, papi. I want to remember this tomorrow every time I sit down". So, naturally, I give her a nice hard smack. After a few minutes, we roll over. I am on top now, in control and I can tell she loves it. This has been nice, but it's her turn.

She is now bra-less, but still wearing her thong. I reach down and play with her pussy over her panties and she is soaking wet. I kiss her mouth and start to work my way down. I move to her neck and with a warm breath, she thrusts her hips upward and moans, saying "God dammit... don't stop". I kiss her neck some more and move down again, kissing her shoulder and chest/collar bone area, then down to her breasts, then her nipples. I give this area a little attention. She tells me "Just give it to me; I want you inside of me.” I tell her that she'll have to wait. I move down again, kissing along her amazingly toned belly, stopping just about her pussy for a moment. I kiss her inner thigh and she gives a little shiver. I look her in the eye as my lips make contact with her pussy over her thong. Her eyes roll in the back of her head and flutter. I move the thong to the side and as my tongue slips between her lips, she shivers again and begins to drip with warm, sweet, lovely tasting juices. I pull off her thong and now we are finally fully naked, wearing nothing but uninhibited lust for each other. I go back for more of her sweet tasting pussy. Massaging her clit, licking and sucking on her lips and grazing past her hole, occasionally full on fucking her with my tongue. Her hips are now fully rocking back and forth on my face as my hands grab on to her amazing, perky tanned breasts. She says "Give me your cock, papi."

I stand up at the edge of the bed as her words from earlier rang in my head. This is a girl that said my last ex was "not very wild". I figured I had taken several chances tonight already, what's another? I pulled her toward the edge of the bed, still on her back, and dangled her head over the edge. I moved closer and she lifted her head to take my hard cock as deep as she could and I reached down to play with her pussy. She kept her head there for a few seconds, causing her to gag again and she backed off to gasp for air. As soon as she took a deep breath, I shoved it back in. I remember seeing her chest, a deep red, flushed from all of the rapid blood flow and excitement. Then I stood back up and with my free hand, ran it up her chest to her neck. I pulled my cock out of her mouth and asked her if she trusted me. She simply nodded "yes" and I gave her a light squeeze, careful not to put pressure on her windpipe, just her veins on the side of her neck. She moaned "Mmmmm, yes daddy, show me who's in control here". Her makeup at this point was beginning to smear with mascara running down her face. She told me she doesn't want to wait any longer and to fuck her already.

I moved to back to the middle of the bed, got on top of her and teased her pussy with my cock. She reached down, placed it between her lips and thrusted up. I got as close as I could so it was as deep as possible and again placed my hand around her neck and she gave me the most devilish smile I had seen all night, then bit her lip. I gave her a nice firm squeeze for a few seconds as I rode her nice slow and steady. With every thrust, she equaled my movements with her hips. At this point, we're both out of breath, breathing deeply and heavily. I can feel her pussy pulse and grab my cock as sweat started to roll down my head, neck and chest. I noticed her body was having the same reaction. Again, her eyes rolling in the back of her head with a grin on her face and a lip being bitten, she tells me not to stop. "Fast, harder daddy. Make me tremble, "fortheroughplay". You're going to make me cum, papi. I want you to make me cum". I feel her pussy begin to grab my cock, it's tighter than it already was and I begin to thrust faster and deeper than before as she yells "DON'T STOP! RIGHT THERE. RIGHT THERE. MMMMMMMMM". Soon, with my hand on her throat, her face is beet red and her eyes are rolling back and fluttering. She grabs my wrist and I let up, she tells me to keep squeezing. Soon, she pulls my wrist away and lays there gasping for air.

She pushes me off of her and says "Let me catch my breath, baby". So I lay down with her, kissing her body and she reaches down to play with my cock. I get the brilliant idea to face fuck her some more. She's still out of breath, but takes it like a champ.

After a few minutes, I lay on the bed on my back, just to catch my breath as well and close my eyes. I feel her move and I assume she's headed to the bathroom. What I did not realized was that she was just re-positioning. She gets on top of me and begins to kiss me again. And again, she's grinding on my cock. I can feel her pussy lips tease me and her clit rubbing on my throbbing dick. She adjusts her hips and in it slides. She sits down as far as she can, leans back and I reach up to grab her breasts with one hand as my other hand works it's way up past her breasts, past her neck and around back to her hair. I grab a fistful of it and she leans forward, forcing me to pull on it. I give it a quick little tug, nothing major, but enough to pull her head back forcing her to look at the ceiling. She leans back, still grinding deep and hard. She tells me she's going to cum again... one problem, so I am. She says "No, you wait. It'll be worth it, daddy, I promise. I'll make it up to you" I tell her to slow down if she wants that to happen, which she does. I manage to keep myself from finishing and again, I feel her pussy start to throb and grab my cock. She's riding me, rocking her hips as hard and fast as she can at this point. And suddenly her arms supporting her leaning backwards give out and she lays on her back, gasping for air, legs shaking. I pull out and again lay with her, kissing her and rubbing her body. She twitches every few seconds, sort of laughing uncontrollably, giggling.

She sits up, sort of shaky, leans over and begins to go down on me. She tells me that she loves the taste of herself on me. Taking a firm grasp with one hand and going down on me, she continues to give me the best blowjob I have had in a long time. No teeth, sucking gently, nice and deep and slobbery. She's moaning and I can feel it vibrate through my cock into my body. She tells me to make her take it all, she wants to taste me as I unload into mouth. I grab her hair and guide her as to how fast and deep I want it. She looks up with those beautiful big green eyes and something about that just set me off. "I can feel it coming, are you ready you dirty girl?" she says "Mmmmhmmmm". I begin to cum and she lets my load fill her mouth. This was one of the biggest loads I had in a while. Either it was from a lack of sex recently, or just being so turned on by her. But she later said it was like a fountain that never stopped. She took every ounce of my semen and continued to gently play with my dick as she came up for more kisses.

Soon we both passed out. I woke up around an hour later to use the bathroom and she was not in the bed with me. I thought she had left and I was pretty bummed. Then I see it... her SF 49ers shirt still on the TV, which apparently that's where it landed when I threw it. She was still here, must have been in the bathroom. I then realized that I heard the shower running. I joined her in the steaming warm water. We cleaned each other up and we went back to bed and had some more fun chatter. There was never an awkward moment with this girl. I wake up around 5:30 to some noise. It's her getting ready to leave. I ask if she had to leave and she said yes, but not immediately. I figured we could have a quicky, but instead I asked "Wanna grab some breakfast?" We ate together and went our separate ways. I didn't grab her number, like an idiot. But later that night, after work, I came back to my hotel to a note saying "Last night was incredible. Here's my number. Call me next time you're in San Francisco. Julia"

I actually sent her a text her three days later. We're still in touch from time to time and I have another work event scheduled in late January. Will it be just as amazing? I sure hope so. All I know is that this was the single greatest sexual experience in my life.

TL:DR Met an amazing girl on an out of town trip, had an amazing one on one connection with said girl and then had amazing sex that ended with me getting her number for next time I'm in town.

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