Experiences of having sex with foreigners

I've had sex with foreigners twice; the first time was a one-night stand.

Three years ago, I went on a solo trip to the south of France and stayed in a small hostel by the beach. The day before I was to return, I wanted to finish taking photos of the remaining film, so I took my camera and went to the beach to take pictures.

Because it was Sunday, the beach was crowded with tourists. Suddenly, I noticed a foreigner walking towards me, staring at me. After we passed each other, he came back a short while later.

He struck up a conversation with me, and I just gave him half-hearted replies. However, when he mentioned that he was a tour guide, I started to take a liking to his topic. We started talking about the countries we had each visited, and the more we talked, the more interested we became. He then suggested that we go to a small shop by the beach for a coffee.

At dusk, in the beachside coffee shop, we got along very well, and I learned that he was a tour guide. Today was a break between two tours, and he would be leading a new tour the next day.

After coffee, he suggested going for a drive. I hesitated for a moment, but then agreed.

His car was nice, and it even played jazz, which was very relaxing. The road was lined with coastline, but not as beautiful as the northeastern coast of Taiwan.

We drove to a beach where we could watch the sunset, and there were only the two of us on that stretch of beach. I took out my camera, aimed at the sunset, and prepared to take a picture. He looked at me with a strange expression, then hugged me and tried to kiss me. I pulled away because I thought of my boyfriend.

Later, he asked me to sit with him on the beach. He sat behind me and massaged me. Seeing that I was more relaxed, he breathed into my ear. I knew what he wanted to do, but because I'd never been with a foreigner before, I still felt a bit resistant (although, actually, I was somewhat aroused).

I said, "I should go back."

He said, "Okay, I'll take you back."

In the car, we didn't talk as much as before. I suddenly wanted to play with his ears. He drove while letting me play with his ears, neck...

He said, "You can keep playing, don't stop."

Halfway there, he stopped the car, leaned down and kissed me. This time I didn't dodge. His hands kept moving down, caressing my breasts, while his other hand continued to move down, rubbing between my legs. His caressing technique was very good, especially the stimulation between my legs, like an electric shock. Several times I almost couldn't take it anymore and asked him to stop.

He suggested going to his hotel room, but I refused because I still had a little bit of rationality left. I thought of my boyfriend, and how reluctant we were to part at the airport when he saw me off.

He had no choice but to continue teasing me in the car. Later, he pulled my hand to his penis and touched it. Oh my god! It was so hard, and... so big and thick!!

I only knew that foreigners had big penises before, but actually… it's much bigger than I imagined, about the size of a hand cupped together!

I said, "Yours is too big, it will hurt me."

He still drove on, intending to take me back to my hotel.

When we arrived at my hotel, he said he would accompany me upstairs, and I didn't refuse because he said he wanted to exchange contact information with me, but he didn't have any paper or pen on him. He followed me into the room, started kissing me again, and then lay down on the bed, caressing me. He said, "Don't worry, just touch, no more." He promised me that neither of us would take off our underwear.

I believed him.

His caresses were very skillful, and I was completely immersed in his caresses. Through two layers of underwear, he pressed his hard penis against my genitals. Even through the underwear, I could feel his thick, hard penis, and it even hurt a little, so I held firm to my last line of defense.

I said, "Yours is too big, it will hurt me."

Before he started kissing me, he had carefully turned off the lights and then turned on the bedside lamp.

His caresses felt wonderful, and he even inserted his fingers into my vagina. For a while, I was so numb I lost consciousness, and I didn't even notice when he took off my panties.

He took off his own panties, rubbed his fingers against my vaginal opening for a while, and then slowly inserted himself. At this point, my vaginal opening was just continuously numb, and I didn't even feel him inserting himself until he started to penetrate deeply. Only then did I realize that our genitals were already intercourse, and his hard penis was thrusting in and out of my body.

I said, "You're lying, you said you wouldn't take off your panties."

He said, "Yes, I'm lying."

While he was caressing me, my vagina was already full of fluid, so when he inserted himself, it didn't hurt me too much. However, I still couldn't imagine that my vagina could accommodate such a large penis. When he

was about to ejaculate, he asked me, "Where do you want me to ejaculate? On your face?"

"No!"

He could only ejaculate on my back.

Lying in bed, we started talking about each other. He said that he had a girlfriend in France, but they didn't plan to get married yet. I stroked his forehead; he was as quiet as a child.

I told him that for the past week, lying in this bed, I had been fantasizing about having sex with someone, and then, the fantasy came true. He smiled.

While he was showering, I was washing my face naked at the sink. When he came out, he saw my naked body, hugged me from behind, and couldn't help but grab my buttocks, saying, "Your buttocks are so cute."

Then, he held me, and I clung to him like a little bird.

He carried me to the bed and began caressing me again. This time, his caresses were less intense before he began to penetrate me.

When he entered me from behind in a doggy-style position, I couldn't help but cry out because it was really deep. I thought my roommates next door could probably hear me!

We tried many positions. I was on top of him, but I had never tried this before, so I really didn't know how to move. So, he simply pressed me down, put my legs on his shoulders, and penetrated me deeply.

I don't remember when I fell asleep from exhaustion.

The next morning, I packed my bags and rushed to catch the early flight back to Taiwan.

My second experience was in Taiwan.

How I met Michael: Once, I was in a buffet restaurant when he saw me eating alone and asked if I could have a meal with him. I said, "Why not?"

At first, nothing special, just the usual Taiwanese and foreign conversation: "Where do you live?", "Why did you come to Taiwan?"...

Honestly, the first thing that attracted me was his features; he was tall and handsome.

He was from New Zealand and came to Taiwan to make money.

After the meal, he asked if I wanted to go to his apartment, saying it wasn't far.

I knew what was going to happen, but I went anyway because I had broken up with my boyfriend for over two years and needed a man.

His apartment was small because he said he planned to move to Hong Kong in two months, so this was temporary accommodation.

We lay on his sofa watching TV for about twenty minutes, and then he asked me to sit in front of him so he could give me a massage. After only five minutes of massage, he started getting out of control, breathing into my ear, kissing my labia... hugging me from behind, and caressing my breasts.

I cooperated, rubbing my hands against his thighs, and he turned me around, our lips meeting.

The kiss was passionate. He pressed down on me, his massive body making me appear even smaller in his arms. He slipped his hand inside my shirt, caressing my breasts. Before taking off my shirt, he asked, "Is it okay?"

I nodded. In truth, I had lost all ability to think.

He sucked on my nipple, it hurt a little, and I cried out in pain before he moved further down.

He slipped his hand inside my skirt, touching my genitals through my underwear. The pressure was a bit strong, as if he wanted to insert his fingers into my vagina through my underwear, but it felt really good.

He took off his shirt himself, still asking, "Is it okay?" I nodded again.

He pressed down on me again, pressing his penis against my lower abdomen. I reached down and touched his penis; it was already very hard, comparable to the Frenchman's last time. This time, however, I wasn't so scared anymore. Instead, I was happy to see such a big penis again.

He was on top of me, and I helped him take off his pants, but because he was still kissing me and wriggling, it wasn't easy to take them off. After taking off his pants, his penis was almost jumping out of his thin underwear.

He helped me take off my underwear, and now I was completely naked in front of him.

He pressed me down, and my legs could only be spread wide to accommodate his body between them. My legs were wrapped around his waist, and we were tightly joined together.

He pressed his penis against my vaginal opening, rubbing it up and down, letting me feel his hard penis. As he moved up and down, I took off his underwear and realized that his penis was much bigger than the Frenchman's.

"Oh~ your dick is too big, it will hurt me."

"No, it won't. You will like it."

He licked down my neck, shoulders, chest, and lower abdomen, and when he started licking my vagina, I cried out! He licked it, then put his finger inside, thrusting in and out. Because it had been so long since I'd had a penis inside me, even inserting his finger hurt.

He kissed me as he thrust into my vagina, and only when I was completely wet did he lift his penis to insert it. At that moment, I was really looking forward to his penetration, but even at the entrance, I felt a sharp pain and cried out. He said he hadn't gone in yet.

He sealed my mouth with his to prevent me from crying out. He continued to thrust in, but the pain was unbearable, so I pushed him away. He stopped, gently pushing in and pulling out, until the pain subsided. Once the pain was gone, he started thrusting forcefully again.

We tried this several times, but it still hurt a lot. We changed positions several times. He had me sit on top of him, letting me wrap my vagina around his penis, controlling the speed and depth myself. I couldn't sit down completely because it would go in too deeply; I could only sit suspended in the air, and only when the entrance slowly widened could I barely sit down.

Lying on top of him, feeling his thick, hard penis inside me, I finally felt the pain subside and rested against his chest. But he wasn't satisfied; he lifted his hips higher, penetrating even deeper. I couldn't bear it, tears streaming down my face.

However, I liked this painful feeling. I started writhing on top of him, letting waves of pain assault me, yet I screamed in agony.

My experience having sex with a foreigner (Part 3)

: I hadn't seen him for a while; we remained just friends. We communicated by phone, and on nights when my desire was burning, I would call him and we would make love over the phone.

Once, I needed his help with a trade document, so I arranged to meet him at his apartment.

At first, we were seriously discussing business, but later, I sensed Michael was a little distracted, and the atmosphere became strange. I tried hard to focus on the business, but after our previous passionate encounter, it was difficult to concentrate.

He said, "Wanna kiss?"

I put down the documents in my hand, wrapped my arms around his shoulders, straddled his waist, pulled up my short skirt, and sat on his lap. We kissed.

He lifted my skirt, trying to put his hand inside my underwear, but I refused because I was on my period. He said it was okay, he and his girlfriend had done it before, and all they had to do was put a towel underneath. I was still reluctant; having menstrual blood while making love was a very uncomfortable thing. He

continued kissing me, pushed me down onto the bed, took off his pants first, and then pressed his penis against my vaginal opening, rubbing it up and down. Damn! He knew I couldn't resist this kind of stimulation.

As I reveled in this stimulation, he started trying to persuade me to take off my underwear. After some struggle and internal conflict, I finally agreed to try, unable to resist his teasing.

Perhaps because he had widened my vaginal opening last time, it didn't hurt as much when he entered this time.

He went straight in, all the way to the end. When he penetrated all the way in, it felt like he was passing through a very narrow passage, and at the very end, there was a very comfortable feeling. Wave after wave… each full penetration was a wave of pleasure.

Unfortunately, he didn't last long this time before ejaculating.

After making love, we were both naked and continued talking about the "business" we had just been doing.

Compared to his earlier absent-mindedness, he was now very focused on helping me with the documents, while I, still not quite done playing, was still lying on top of him.

After he finished helping me with the documents, I went home.

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