When I travel for work, I like to try and get a blowjob from a woman that enjoys giving. Am I lucky? Not often. But the hunt can be fun - almost as much fun as the act itself. This story took place in ~2018, when I was on a trip to Malaysia.

Leading up to the trip, I posted online, but no real luck. But when I got there, I opened Tinder and updated my profile to something like "Visiting American, looking for late night company". Started matching - I think some locals were interested in me being american - and the chatting was fun, but it wasn't going anywhere.

For one match, I decided to just be direct, and told her I was looking for a blowjob. She asked more questions about me / my trip / where I'm from, and I was direct: I'm only here for a blowjob. ("Just a blowjob? No sex?" "No, just a blowjob. I cum and you leave.") Finally I gave an ultimatum: I'm looking for a blowjob, and I'd be thrilled if it was you, but I understand if this is too fast for you. If you're not interested just say so, but if you are, come over. Now. I'm staying at <hotel>.

Turns out she used to work at the hotel, and that if she was to do this we'd need to meet outside and talk the whole way in, just in case somebody recognized her.

I think the thrill of the hotel, plus my directness got her going. We met outside, locked arms, and walked up to my room.

Once in she looked around, then up at me. "You sure this is all you want?"

"Yes."

She took off her shirt, knelt down, and went to town. And she was good - some ball play, long deep strokes. And nice, small breasts in my hands. I was in heaven. As I got close I moved us around - sat on the bed and had her kneel over me; then back to sitting on the edge of the bed while she knelt on the floor.

Finally I couldn't hold back and I told her I was going to cum. She looked up at me, moaned in agreement, and slid me in balls deep - I pumped rope after rope of cum directly into her throat as she looked up at me. Fuck I'm hard right now typing this.

When I was done, she put her shirt back on and I walked her out. Of course as we walked to the elevator we passed somebody she knew - I watched as they looked at us, then my date, then me, then back at my date and smiled. Clearly she knew what happened.

And that's the story of how I decided to be direct about my needs, and it helped me get blown by a hot Malaysian local.