Walking home drunk from the bar one night... | 2016

...It was about 4 years ago, around this time. I had just arrived in Amsterdam several months prior and was making friends with coworkers, but overall, was relatively lonely. I had always promised myself that I wouldn't visit the red light district, a promise I ended up breaking a couple of years later anyway, but at this point in time, I was still placating myself on Dutch soil using a safe regimen of porn and masturbation.

It started with some barhopping and hanging out with coworkers. By the time 1AM came around, I found my relatively broke expat self walking home, an altogether trivial task in a city as small as Amsterdam. Maybe you'd spend 1-2 hours shambling home drunk but you didn't need to spend time on a taxi or risk bicycling drunk.

There I was, on my walk home, sauntering alone down an empty side-street. On my left, I had the canal and the moonlight shining down on me. On my right, brick apartment buildings would have small stairwell entryways, leading to basement apartments, set in between shrubs.

Standing in front of one of these entryways, was a girl. A rather cute girl. Around my height, around my size. As I shambled past, I looked at her and smiled, and she motioned to me. I stopped, and said "Sorry, what?" And then she began motioning with the universal symbol for a blowjob. I got hard immediately, but giggled shy-ly and said "Sorry, no thanks", and started to walk away.

Around 10-15 paces later, the boner in my pants and the alcohol in my body took over. I turned around and walked back to her, smiled, and said "I changed my mind", leaning in and placing my hand on her side. She looks at me with bedroom eyes and I feel my dick growing and hardening more immediately. Her hand rests on my ass for a moment and she grabs my hand, leading me down the stairwell, in front of the apartment's entrance door.

We begin making out like teenagers, standing against this apartment door. I'm like an animal, reaching up inside her shirt and squeezing her luscious B-cup-sized breasts, pawing at her ass and generally slobbering everywhere. She's moaning and kneading my ass through my pants, and before I know it, she's pushed me down to take a seat on the stairwell.

Looking down at me, she smiles, and gets down on her knees, beginning to unzip my pants. I slide them down and she grabs my fully erect, six-inch cock, expertly lubing it up and facefucking me. I'm moaning, I hear people walking by on the streets saying things that I can't understand, everything feels heavy and fades to black, and before I know it, I'm clutching her hair and unloading shot after shot of pent-up nerd-splooge down her throat, with her gagging from the sudden cannon-like reaction of my rod.

She gulps it all down, looks up at me and smiles. Not a word was spoken. Zips me up and then I walked the rest of the way home, wondering what the fuck just happened to me.

I still can't help but touch myself to this day when I think of this moment. Easily one of the kinkiest things I've ever done.