[27m/25f] Turkish Delight | 2016

This happened a few years ago and I'm still convinced that it was the best fling I've ever had, even if it only lasted a week.

It all starts on a Saturday night. I had been out with some other friends earlier that night, so while they danced at a nearby club I peaced out, and went to a nearby bar to catch my buddies' band, which was a 5 minute walk away. I meet my buddies out front, and I'm introduced to G. She's about 5'8 or so, dark blonde, slim but shapely and curvy in all the right places, with tanned skin that reflected her Turkish heritage (she was born there). She wore a colourful outfit; a black skirt, light blue denim jacket, and a red spaghetti strap top. There seemed to be a connection as we made eye contact for the first time and shook hands; her dark brown eyes seemingly looked into my soul, as if to say "You're mine tonight." We all talked for a bit before heading upstairs to the bar for the band's set.

Throughout the night I'm hanging with all kinds of people - the place was moderately packed - but G and I kept making eye contact and flirting with each other. One of the other guys from the band I was in at the time was there too, and he seemed to be trying to get with her... but he was failing hard. As she stole my hat and took a selfie with it, she confided in me that something about him bothered her, and that she'd rather hang out with me instead. Score. I knew that I had succeeded.

By the time last call rolls around I'm getting ready to go home, and as I get my stuff I see G by the bar. I go to see if she needed a ride home, and the next thing I know, we're kissing passionately. We're both in the moment, groping at each other, hands finding ways to intensify the experience. I slid my hand under her skirt and felt her unbelievably firm ass, giving it a nice squeeze. I felt her moan softly as she pulled me closer, sucking on my tongue. We pulled apart and my head felt like I had taken a deep hit from some very good weed. I walked G back downstairs, where she told me that I'd have to wait to come back home with her. Now, most guys would have felt bad about not closing the deal that night, but I didn't. At the time I had been single for about 3.5 years and hadn't gotten ANY action in a VERY long time. I went home feeling awesome.

Throughout the next week G and I would see each other several times, each time getting more and more intense, but still no home run. Finally, things came to a head (pun intended) at a St. Patrick's Day party the following Saturday. She was dressed for the occasion, with another black skirt but with a green t-shirt and no bra. It was clear that it was going to happen that night; we were all over each other, groping, kissing, and muttering sexually-charged phrases in each others' ears. My friend M was also at the party, so I pulled him aside and asked him for his car keys. After I explained that I wanted them for other purposes and not to drive, he laughed at me as he handed me the keys. "Don't make a mess," he warned.

so I take G outside to the parking lot out back and head to M's car. We unlock it, get inside, and start kissing hard again. I'll never forget her sweet, accented voice in my ear as she straddled me in the passenger seat. "Please... I want to fuck you. Please." I could feel myself getting even harder as she snuck her hand down and found my zipper, pulling my cock out. Her breasts were in my face, so i pulled up her top and gave them a squeeze, sucking on them softly soon after. She guided me inside her slowly, and I felt like I was going to lose it and blow my entire load inside her. Her pussy felt amazing, and I could feel her wetness clinging to my cock. She moaned as she slid up and down slowly. She climbed off after a short while, getting into the driver's seat and taking my cock in her mouth. It had been a while since I got a proper blow job, but G was amazing at it... she almost seemed naturally good. I could feel my eyes rolling back into my head as she licked up and down and alternated between tonguing the head of my cock and taking the entire length in my mouth, nearly deepthroating it. Finally, after letting myself get relaxed enough from the intense pleasure, I was ready to cum. G took all of me in her mouth as an entire week's worth of wanton sexual desire exploded forth. She moaned deeply as burst after burst of cum shot from deep within my loins. As she sat back up, she took the last bit of my cum from her lower lip and put it in her mouth, swallowing it with the rest of my hot load. She grinned at me and said something that I'll probably remember for the rest of my life:

"Spitters are quitters."

We cleaned up and headed back to the bar where we partied some more before going our seperate ways. Since then, G and I have moved on to other relationships, but we remain good friends. To this day, my friend M has a standing favour, yet to be redeemed, that allows him use of my car if he ever needs to have a quickie.