You [m]ake me [f]eel young | 2016

A couple years back, a Finnish woman (27) stayed at my (20) parents' house while she was on vacation. I had met her while studying abroad and she had let me crash with her and her boyfriend when I visited Finland. She's about 5' 6" with dirty blonde hair. She has a very cute face, size B chest, and an amazingly round ass that tapers into her toned stomach. She has a very playful attitude and would always prod me about my sex life and girls I've been with. She also loved tickling me, but I never though anything about it while abroad, just figured it was in her personality. I really enjoyed her as a friend, but initially didn't consider her sexually. She's a law student and incredibly smart and we clicked very well, but I figured I had no chance, plus her boyfriend is an awesome guy, so I never considered pursuing anything. We last saw one another in March but kept in contact, occasionally texting just to see how everything was going. Come September, I find out she's coming to America and offer to host her (of course, my parents were willing as well).

I pick her up from the airport and we pick up right where we left off; she's as friendly and playful as ever. I drive her around the area and show her all of the typical touristy places. I have classes, but I decide to skip them that week to spend as much time with her as possible. On the third day, we’re at home just hanging out. I have a couple of beers and smoke a little weed. She used to drink a lot when she was younger, but has since then given up all vices, or so I thought. She eventually retires to her room and I go in to say goodnight. She notices I’m pretty faded, and giggles “You look really high!” I laugh, “I am!” She pats the side of her bed and asks me to hang out a bit. Nothing unusual, I’ve hung out on her bed the last few nights, just talking. After a few minutes, she asks me to give her a massage. I oblige and am soon sitting on her back, gently massaging her shoulders. She had washed her hair earlier that evening and it smells great, like strawberries. Or was it coconut? I forget. She’s making small sounds, nothing inherently sexual. “Feel good?” I ask her. She lets out an airy “Yes, very good.”

I feel my blood rush a bit. Admittedly, I’m starting to get a bit hard at that point, but do not want her to feel it, so I roll off her back and sit against the wall, to which she immediately reacts, “Why’d you stop!” “My hands were getting tired.” “Oh no, I’m sure you can keep going,” she smiles at me, with her usual pushy voice. I lay down next to her, “No, I’m tired. Why don’t you give me a massage?” “No! I’m the guest and I want a massage,” she insists. She turns to face the other way, “Rub my back.” Eh, why not? I rub her back. We continue talking and start discussing Europe and the countries I enjoyed the most. I start outlining Europe on her back and making one-liners about each country. “Wow! You know a good amount about Europe,” she exclaims. I do pride myself on my average awareness of current events. “Your turn!” I say, as I turn on my back, ready to roll the other way for her to rub my back. Her hand immediately grabs my pulsing dick.

“You’re hard!! I thought I felt something on my back!” I’m a bit embarrassed but too relaxed to mind. “I mean, can you blame me?” She giggles and is gently rubbing at my cock through my shorts. I turn towards her and kiss her lips. She has small lips, but is a great kisser. We start out with small pecks and she eventually pushes her tongue through my lips. Her stroking intensifies too. Generally, I hate an over the shorts handjob (and am indifferent towards handjobs in general), but her light grip that pinched slightly when it reached the head was amazing. She gets up and pulls my shorts slightly down and pulls out my throbbing dick. She spits on it and continues stroking, giving me a sexy little smile. “Do you want me to suck it?” OF FUCKING COURSE!

“Yeah I’d love that,” I reply coolly. She puts her lips on the head and gently sucks it, keeping eye contact the entire time. Suddenly she loosens her mouth and slides it down the entirety of my shaft. She slowly raises her head, her tongue trailing behind her lips and licking the entirety of my cock. She continues without her hands; I can tell she doesn’t want me to cum.

She takes off her top and reveals her breasts: they’re very perky and fit perfectly in my hands. She starts letting out little sounds in between strokes as I play with her hard nipple. I want to taste her. I tell her to take her shorts off, “Turn around, I want a taste.” She shimmies out of her shorts quickly and props her wet lips on my face. She smells great and has a very subtle taste. I grab her butt with one hand as I kiss my way up her thighs. I feel her cheek clench as I get closer to her waiting lips, where I give her one long stroke across its entirety. Then I focus in on the clit, licking and sucking on it. Soon I enter her with one, then two fingers. Her moans are a bit louder now and she has begun using her hands on my cock. She’s gotten it so wet that I could hear her hands stroking my readily lubed cock. After a few minutes of this, she turns around abruptly and asks if I’d fuck her. I oblige.

I put her on her back and while kissing her, much more aggressively now, guide myself inside her. It’s tight at first, but then her lips envelope around my member. Fuck. I start slow while passionately kissing her. She reaches down and grabs my ass firmly, which excites me further. I grab her neck for leverage and pump harder, consciously making myself last as long as possible.

Soon she asks me to lay down and she straddles me, grinding aggressively. I can tell she wants to cum, so I start sucking on her tit and gently massage her asshole, to which she moans approvingly. Eventually, I’m able to slip my middle finger inside her nether region and I slowly finger her ass to the rhythm of her grinding. She leans in and sticks her tongue in my mouth and starts convulsing, trying to restrain herself from being loud (my parents are a few rooms over). She slows her grinding and continues kissing me. I start fucking her faster, I know she’s on birth control and would love to cum inside her. However, she slides off my cock and makes her way down my body. She straddles one leg with her warm pussy right against my right foot, her hand gripping the base of my cock. She smiles before guiding it deep into her throat, rhythmically sucking and stroking, but she’s going slowly, she’d edging me. Every time her mouth separates from my cock, her hand twists around the head, meets her mouth, and swirls back down, followed again by her tongue and lips.

I notice her other hand inching along my thigh, dangerously close to my rim. She goes up and down my inner thigh and then eventually stops and starts massaging my ass. I’ve never had a woman do this. I initially jump at the sensation, but she smiles reassuringly, still sucking rhythmically, and I let her continue. It feels so fucking good to have her finger there, my dick pulsating in her mouth. She gently pushes and I feel she’s half an inch inside. Holy shit, why I am I enjoying this so much?

Her stroking intensifies and shes gently pushing her finger in and out of me, I can barely see straight at this point. She feels me tense up and, exactly at the right moment, she puts my dick in her mouth, suckling with her lips and stroking the base. I tilt my head back, eyes basically rolling back, and shoot down her throat, once, twice, three times. I feel suspended in time, just cumming. I’ve never felt like that before. She swallows and slowly pulls it out of her mouth, making sure to get every drop. She smiles and cuddles up next to me.

“Holy shit,” is all I could muster up.

“Did you like that? You came a lot!” “You were amazing,” I responded. After some pillow talk, we both fell asleep, it was late. The morning after, we fucked again and she let me cum inside her. My parents were already eating breakfast and we had to figure out a way for me to sneak out of the room without being caught. It felt like high school or something. In the midst of our planning, she whispers, giggling, “You make me feel young.” To this day, that’s one of the best compliments I’ve ever received.