Girl Of My Dreams 1

This was the first encounter with a girl that I have decided would be perfect for me. So I have given her the title of Girl Of My Dreams. She is blonde, about 25 years old, full bodied, about 5'4" at a guess, and she just rasiates warmth and sexuality. She reminds me of perfection, I can just imagine her being the most attractive girl at a high society cocktail party. Anyway, she is definatly hot. I saw her first at the end of the main area in a set of three windows, but she later vanished. Then I saw her again except I didn't reall yrecognise her, but her beauty beconned and I when in with her. She had an bright green bakini on. She said to me first, hav'nt I seen you somewhere before, and I said no, as I didn't recognise her, but but then she said how she had been at the end section of the main area for the first part of the evening and just moved to this window half an hour before which is one of the main side streets where you get a good few window girls. We agreed that that must have been where we met, but I hardly consider that being worthy of a havn't we met before kind of statement. Even now I still think she was playing a mind game of sorts. She reminded me of Dutch Girl [yet to be written up] but we agreed that she wasn't Dutch girl as Dutch Girl particuly memorable for a few other reasons that we discussed and ruled out, but they could have been the same person.

Anyway. We agreed the price and went to an upstairs room which was just big enough for a bed and a sink really, walk space to the window and standing space by the door. It was a particulay bare room but I liked it all the same. I told her that I had already dome twice that day and was unsure if I could come again but she didn't seem that fussed. She didn't take off her bikini but she sat in a near 69 position so her ass was near my face and I sort of held onto it really. She was pretty good at giving head and introduced me to a new sensation that took me by surprise. At the time I didn't really know what she was doing but she was sucking my dick so har I thought I was going to explode. Again, I didn't know exactly how she was doing it and because I had already come a few times I was happy for her to do her business. As she was sucking my she was alternativly jerking me off and I think she was putting pressure on my preostate gland or the area between my balls. Either way, it was making me weak with excitment, I could feel the mounting ejaculation building up and up. I knew i was going to come, just as long as she didn't stop. All my muscles where tensed and my breathing was very slow. It was an amazing experience which I wasn't expecting and I sort of held onto her bikini clad ass like you would a safety feature in a rollercoaster. Her ass was so succulent, if anything in the world, the greatest thing at that point would have been for her to take of her bikini pants and place her pussy over my mouth, I would have breathed pussy forever at that stage and drifted off into another world. I thought she was doing some kind og mental extraction directly from my sperm sack or what ever you call it. This went on for a good few minutes and eventually when I did some it was truly explosive, it wasn't just once, it was like I went through the motions of ejaculating wtice as long as normal.

I have since figured out that she did this my putting pressure at the base of my dick and holding it in and working like that, probably engoring the shaft and heading to bursting point. I still dont know exactly what she did, but the earth moved for me, it was incredible. Sometimes I wonder if i'm just a big girl because I was just lyeing back while she essentually 'fucked me' so to speak. Either way I was in a total state and very thankful.

We had actually had quite a bit of a conversation before we did this, mainly about the fact that she had been to England and knew quite a few places near to me. I think after, but maybe before, she said that she was back off to England at some point and there was a tone in her voice that was sort of instructing me to do something, to give her my number or something. I ignored her as I was a bit surprised adn I was sort of waiting for a catch or something. I asked if she had a boyfriend and she said know, and again she said about how she would soon be in England, again with that instructional tone to it, and so I said, 'hey, you should call me when your there', and I said do you want my number? And she said yes, that would be a great idea and she entered it into her phone. I couldn't believe all this. For me, that spends eternity alone in a darkend solitude this was what? A miracle? Could she really be suggesting that she might be a friend? Even if she wanted money it would still be some kind of relationship. What became of this i'll leave for future accounts as as of writing I have seen her twice since and those accounts will detail what happened.

A little more background to fill in the details. I cant really remember much, but she did have a really dodgy tatto on her arm, just a small tatto, but it was the sort that you would do if you came from a council estate with a pen and a needle, only about an inch square. It stood out because she was such a flawless beauty otherwise. She also had another tattoo on the base of her back which was alot more professional. I cant remember what it was but it was a big one about 8 inches wide and quite elaborate. When we talked she said that she often remembers people by their tattos and body markings rather than their name etc.

I remember her hair distinctly, it was a dirty sort of blonde, she had the overall appearance of casual elegance, like she didn't try to hard to look great but she did. There are alot more details about this girl that she revealed or bacame apparent on the second experience so I shall leave those until then. Also the times are quite blurred so I dont know what happened when.

Obviously I left feeling great, she had performed a minor miracle on my dick and she had given me her number and she was perfect in everyway. This was a major boost really as I think on this trip I had felt a bit down because I had spent alot of time walking about and not seen many girls that I liked so seeing her was a significant lift.

You can read about the second [not written yet] and third experience with this girl at these links.