In December 2022, I was heartbroken (to the redditor who keeps commenting on my posts, you really have all the time in the world to remind me) and I went on a solo trip to Europe for the second time. I went to Paris, Amsterdam, Cologne, Interlaken, Rome, and London. I will tell you more about the other cities (8, 3, 2, 5, 3, 1 - respective counts during this trip), but I matched with Thomas, a 32-year-old Lawyer from Israel and he was working on his Phd in International Law in Cambridge. I spent Christmas with him in London, and we ended up exploring the night markets and eating amazing food. In between our exploration, we also spent a lot of nights in bed - lots of really hot, sweaty sex. Initially, we started with condoms, but we ended up deciding to take it off… and we definitely enjoyed sex more.

We spent about 4 nights together and we kept in touch. I went back home to San Francisco, and then my ex kept coming back and keeping me at arms reach, but I decided I didn’t want to continue being treated that way anymore. So, I decided to go back to Europe in March 2023. During this time, I met up with Thomas who planned the entire week in France. We spent one night in Paris, and his uncle ended up picking us up and taking us to Giverny, a small, quaint village a couple of hours away from Paris. I met his family, and we explored the area together. I was able to see how French locals spend their day to day lives. It was definitely a beautiful village, especially the Monet Garden. Art history is one of my interests, and he was very thoughtful in planning this trip.

After this trip to Giverny, we went back to Paris and he reserved an AirBnB in the city. This is the time when there were lots of protests trash everywhere. So, we ended up spending a lot of time in the room, in bed…a mix of innocent fun and hot, sweaty sex and lots of orgasms in between. This went on for 2 nights, until he had to fly back to London for a conference. I had one night left by myself, and I opened Tinder…and a message from Jerome came up. He sent me a shirtless photo in his underwear where there is a clear outline of his penis - thick and very large! I was immediately interested, because though the sex was fun and enjoyable with Thomas, I would never pass up an opportunity to taste a massive BWC >8 inches. I needed something bigger, as I have getting by with Thomas’ average 6 incer. We actually matched in San Francisco during one of his business trips, but we never got the chance to meet up. He asked what I was doing in Paris, and I told him it was actually my last night. Disappointed, he asked if he could take me to dinner. I told him I was busy with packing, and offered for him to come over to my AirBnb as long as he brought a bottle of wine. I was still nervous, because I have never met him. So I asked to do a Video Call via Whatsapp.

Around 6pm, he walked directly to my AirBnB from work. He was still in his suite. He was more handsome than his photos, and his French accent…. Oh so sexy! It was a 5 minute call, and I told him to come over. At the time, I was so exhausted from the daily and nightly sex with Thomas, that I didn’t want to make much of an effort. As long as I was presentable in my short shorts and tank top, I was fine. I was actually just laying in bed, because I was exhausted, but he perked me up. The AirBnB was a studio so I was on my bed and he joined me. I asked if he could give a massage, and he did (this is one of my moves - if a girl asks you to massage her, expect to be rewarded). I went on my stomach, and I could feel his strong hands massaging by back. He was sitting on top of my butt, and I could feel him growing. I moaned and moaned, but nothing happened. I tried. He had an amazing body, and his penis is so big and thick, so beautiful… a typical French man, what do they eat?t I wanted to give him head, and I tried, but I was struggling opening my mouth to avail his girth.

He said it is okay and that he likes to take it slow, so we just ended up cuddling. We talked for an hour or so, and all of a sudden, I woke up. I can’t believe I fell asleep in his arms. It was so cute! We talked about each other, our interests, etc. He is a 36-year-old Biotech Exec for a well-known beauty/anti-aging company, and he travels a lot for work. We were able to be vulnerable with each other, why we were both single… how he was cheated on, and how I was the other woman with the last guy I was with.

It was really surprising that I fell asleep with a stranger. I must have felt really safe and comfortable with him. He was so sweet. He kept telling me how beautiful I was, but it is hard for me to believe, because he is more than my type… 6’4”, sexy, hung, very sweet and caring, and I will find out later that he is also assertive and dominant. We talked about our sexual interests, and we definitely matched. At around 10pm, I told him I had an early flight, and we parted ways. We still texted each other throughout the evening, he should have stayed, but my AirBnB was quite small...the bed, we barely fit, so it would not have been comfortable for him.

I didn’t think that we would see each other again, but he said that he travels frequently and he will let me know whenever he makes it to San Francisco. We kept in touch, checking in with each other almost daily… and then an opportunity to meet again happened.

I graduated from my master’s program and will be a nurse practitioner (this is like a general practitioner in Europe) in June 2023, and I wanted to take my mom to Europe, to places where her sacrifices have taken me… Paris included. I took my mom to Copenhagen, Milan, Rome (I sneaked out to meet a hung Italian one of the nights), and then Paris. It was exciting. One thing about me that might surprise you is that I didn’t have sex until I was 21, and I actually did not masturbate until I was 26. Crazy how time flies and how time has changed me! Now, I am insatiable, almost playing with myself 2-3 times daily - when waking up, before bed, and whenever I am bored - and having sex almost daily. Am I a sex addict?

Back to the story, I booked a luxury hotel and I showed my mom around Paris, all my favorite spots, the touristy spots and restaurants. One of the nights, I told my mom that I was meeting a friend who also happens to be in Paris. I can’t believe I was doing this, it is almost the high school days I never had… sneaking out to meet a boy! It gave me butterflies.

It was 2pm and I took the Metro to Bir-Hakeim station, and he was there waiting for me. He kissed me immediately and I hugged him. I was actually tip-toeing to be able to wrap my arms over his shoulders as he kissed me. French kisses are oh so amazing! There is nothing better. We walked a couple blocks to his apartment, and he welcomed me to a huge, well-lit apartment towards the living room. I sat on his couch, and he sat a little far from me. I went in closer, and I started to touch his thighs… he does a lot of sports, so he had nice legs and overall a nice, masculine body. We started with pleasantries… how our days are, etc.He kissed me again… it was a blur. We did this for about 5 minutes, the tongue action was incredible, with the perfect amount of wetness and suction. It was delicious. I could not stop. He was sitting and he brought me on his lap facing him… we continued the kiss as he carried me to his bedroom.

He threw me into his bed, and started to pull up my maxi-dress. He started licking me down there, fingering me, sucking on my clit, tonguing me… as he caressed my breasts. I laid there moaning and enjoying… I was grinding my pussy lips against his. It felt so good. I didn’t want it to stop. I kept having orgasms, until it was the third one! I grabbed his head, pushed it down for a few more minutes, and asked him to come up to kiss me. I could taste myself as we kissed. Again, heavy intense kissing that made everything a blur. Nothing else mattered but that moment right there!

We started to fully undress, and he was fully on top of me. He is tall, 6’4” and muscly compared to my small 5’6” slim body… his white porcelain skin with hair against my smooth, tan brown skin. Everything about it was so sexy. I am against race play and/or colonialism, but this just turned me on so much! I could feel his large penis, his girth and his hardness pressing against my body. It was amazing. I asked him to come up closer to my head, so that my face could be right next to his girth. It must be 8 inches and my hands could barely wrap around it. Imagine a little girl excited to get a new toy… this is my type of happiness. I grabbed his penis and slapped my face with it several times. It was heavy. My gosh, I am so addicted to it… I loved feeling every centimeter of his beautiful cock. I licked it, and sucked it… I struggled, but was able to take half of it initially. I kept getting it wet with my saliva, spitting a little… I could taste sweet and slight saltiness, I was in heaven. He asked if I was ready, and I just nodded.

He went down on me again, and he licked me… and he said, yes, you are! He said not to worry and he will be gentle. And he was! He knew that he was big and he didn’t want to hurt me, as he entered me slowly, he kept asking if I was okay, if he could go deeper. I just moaned. It was so hot. It was wet and slippery and tight and felt extremely stretched… it was slow and sensual, it was more than just sex, it felt like it was love-making! My pussy is quivering as I type and remember this moment. It was sex I have never had before. It was sweet, sensual, caring with a perfect amount of domination. He entered me fully, and that was it. I was gyrating against his body, following his rhythm, moaning, and I let out a loud orgasm.

I must have orgasmed about 3 times, before he became primal, like nothing could stop him. He had one purpose in that moment, and that is to release his babies into my womb. And that he did. As my pussy quivered, his penis pulsated multiple times. I could feel warmth and wetness inside me, his penis still stretching me as he laid on top of me. We were both sweaty, we continued to kiss… that was amazing!

We just laid there, breathing heavily for a few minutes. As you know, we have been texting since the first time we met, and we talked about things we wanted to try. He is older than me so he has more experience. He asked me if he could have my ass. I told him that I have never done anal! Prior to this meeting, he asked me to purchase a butt plug so that I could train myself. The effort, the warm sensation, and the feeling of having something inside my ass… it was sexy! Unfortunately, I didn’t bring it with me during this trip. But I was able to find something to clean myself down there so that we could explore anal without any accidents. It’s funny because I was trying to hide this process from my mom in the hotel room. Luckily she was napping after long walks of touring Paris.

He started to place a finger inside my ass, and he commented on how small and tight I was. I could feel his finger stretching me, and I could not imagine having his entire penis inside. He was very hard again. It was like he didn’t just come 10 minutes ago. OMG! He’s perfect.This type of stamina is just what I need. I was struggling to let him in. He was very gentle and very patient though. I think that is what made it possible. It took him a long time to finally enter. I let out a huge, deep breath. And he was able to enter. He kept telling me that it is going to feel good, that he is already feeling amazing knowing how tight I was. It was getting hotter and hotter. I was sweating and moaning. He was coaching me each time he pushed deeper. He kept checking on me as well to make sure it felt good and I wasn’t in pain. I think he gave me a level of comfort that I fully trusted him. He finally fully entered me, and the entire time… my pussy felt so stretched, it was on fire! It was leaking. He fucked me slowly, again almost like making love, but anally. It’s like he had one purpose and that is to take my ass!

It was painful, but it also felt so good. It is a fire that I have never felt before. Who knew I would enjoy anal so much… he asked if he could cum inside me, and he was so happy when I said yes. A few seconds later, pulsations… all I could feel were his pulsations as he released his babies inside my ass, his warm and heavy breaths, his sweaty body, his scruff. I didn’t want it to stop.

But, I had dinner plans. It was almost 630, and I had dinner reservations with my mom at 8. I didn’t want it to end, we continued to cuddle and kiss, holding each other’s hands… even though we knew we had to get going. It was so sweet and romantic.

I got up to go to the bathroom, but I wasn’t ready to leave. I had one more thing I wanted to try. I asked him to stand up next to his mirror, and he was confused. I told him not to worry, I just wanted to try something. I started kneeling in front of him, and the height difference was even more evident. I have always wanted to worship a BWC, and it belonged to someone that made me feel so amazing. As a pleaser, I wanted to surprise him, to let him know that I can take initiative as well. I began to suck him really hard. He told me that he didn’t think he could cum a third time… but I still kept going, I enjoyed sucking his cock so much. It was a struggle, but as he wanted to take my ass, I also wanted to take his cock. I went in deeper and deeper, sucked more and more, and making it wet, I clenched my fingers (a trick that I discovered that usually does the trick in terms of deep throating) and it worked. I went up and down, up and down… all the way down interchangeably. I sucked him like I never wanted it to end, like it was the last cock on earth. I was thirsty!

He was just moaning, looking up the ceiling, looking down at me, telling me I looked so good, and I felt so good. He kept telling me that I milked him dry. I still kept going. I knew I wanted more… he started shaking, grabbed by long hair and pushed hand I could feel that he was about to explode. I didn’t know what to expect! I kept going and he let out a very loud moan as he shot multiple times inside my mouth, so many times that I had to swallow what was inside in the middle of his orgasm. It was already a lot. It was delicious, warm, and so fresh. He continued to pulsate and released more babies… I wasn’t the only one surprised. He was shocked that he came the third time. After the last drop, I immediately ran to his bathroom, pretending to spit it out… but I didn’t. I swallowed it all. I didn’t tell him until 3 months later, and he actually wants to see me swallow it next time.

I dressed up. I didn’t shower as I was late for dinner. He walked me back to Bir-Hakeim, and kissed me. It was a sweet kiss. On the way back to my hotel, he texted me. I think he was making sure that I continued to think of him… but he didn’t have to do anything as I found it so sexy that I was on the Metro, knowing that my panties are still so wet, his cum leaking out slowly… my ass recently stretched, stretched to a point where I could still feel that fire inside… and my mouth still salivating from his sweet, slightly salty cum! AMAZING!

I purposely left a necklace (a favorite of mine – letting the universe decide if this can be ongoing) on his bedside table, knowing that it might be a while until I see him again. It has been a little over a year since. We continue to chat, talk on video, share innocent photos of our lives and sometimes sexy photos as well.

As I mentioned before, I am going to Lisbon mid-September and he wants to spend a week there with me. I am looking forward to it.

I do have some recorded videos that I post on my story from time to time.