We all have favorite memories, and today I’m going to write about one of mine. The immense pressure to accurately and beautifully recount my favorite story has prevented me from actually sitting down and working on this for months. It’s time I actually solidify this experience in words.
Unfortunately, because it’s been so long, I have forgotten many of the details. I thought long and hard on whether I should fudge them. I settled on writing the story as clearly as I remember it, but unfortunately it lacks a certain explicit erotic quality. To all my readers, if you’re looking to read porn, don’t waste your time on this post. However, if you’d like to read an inspiring and awesome story that just doesn’t talk too explicitly about sex, then read on!
Nikolaus had a cute smile in his couch surfing profile photo. He had no references, but neither did I at the time. I read his couch request -- his poor English made me giggle a bit, and I was excited to be accepting my fifth couch surfer. He requested to sleep at my house for three days at the end of the week. I explained to him that I already had two couch surfers sleeping on the spare mattresses then, but that he was welcome to sleep on the floor. He responded hilariously, “That’s okay and I’m agree.”
I was excited to have a German stay with me! I had only just made my CS profile about two weeks earlier, and I was still very new to it all. After a few emails sent back and forth, and with his dilemma of not having a phone, we decided that he’d show up at my place at 11pm on the day of his arrival.
Well, 11pm rolled by, and he didn’t show. Without his owning a phone, I had no way to contact him to ask him where he was. So I figured after another hour that he just wasn’t going to show. I had two other couch surfers at the time -- two sweet girls from China. They went to sleep in the living room, and I fell asleep in my bedroom. Long into sleep, I heard a knock, knock, knocking. Eventually I woke up and realized it was my couch surfer! I ran to the door and let him in at 3am.
Turns out his train had been late by several hours. Sleepily, I introduced him to the Chinese girls who were quite groggy like myself, and then pointed to the space on the floor where he could sleep.
He looked surprised. Apparently he didn’t understand my English when I explained to him that he had to sleep on the floor. But, he had no other option for the night, so he tried to make himself comfortable.
Come morning, he complained that his back hurt from sleeping on the tile all night. I told him we’d figure something out for the rest of his stay.
The four of us -- the two Chinese girls and Nikolaus and I -- spent the day together. It was clear that Nikolaus was very shy and quiet. I tried really hard to make conversation with him, but the language barrier was difficult, and in addition he just didn’t seem very talkative. We explored the city a bit and eventually somehow lost the Chinese girls. Their phones weren’t working, so we went on a wild goose chase that lasted several hours looking for them. During that time, we started to make some good conversation, played in a park, ran down a big, grassy hill, did some soft indoor rock climbing, and overall enjoyed the day.
Nikolaus is tall... very tall. When he stood up my head came to his chest, and his butt came to my belly button. He’s also thin. He wore a small T-Shirt that said, “Antifaschistiche Aktion” and black cargo pants that were a bit baggy on him. His smile was wonderful because he has large dimples, and his eyes crinkle up with joy. I couldn’t help but find him very attractive. In addition, I loved his smooth voice and German accent.
The day wound down, and we returned home, hoping that the Chinese girls would find their way back. I don’t remember what we did -- we probably cooked dinner together and spent time with my neighbors, or maybe we watched some South Park. By this time, he was warming up a lot and was significantly less shy. He was making jokes, it was becoming easier for me to understand his thick accent, and we practiced speaking Spanish with each other.
Finally the other two couch surfers came home right before bedtime. I told Nikolaus that he could sleep in my bed and we’d just use separate blankets; that way he wouldn’t have to sleep on the floor again, and he seemed grateful.
We laid down to go to bed, but the Chinese girls made so much noise in the other room packing up everything (they were going to leave at 5am the next morning) that it was hard to sleep. So, we ended up talking for hours... We started out laying on opposite sides of the bed, but as the hours progressed we had moved closer and closer together. I wanted to kiss him so badly, but couldn’t bring myself to do it.
You see, when you make a profile on CS, you have to agree specifically to NOT use the site as a dating service. It disallows romantic and sexual intentions. It is extremely taboo to become involved with your surfer or your host, and I knew that if I made a move on him and he wasn’t into it, he’d write me a bad review and it would ruin me on CS forever.
So we just kept talking...all the way until 5am when the other CSers had to leave. We got up to help them carry their luggage downstairs to the cab. We said our goodbyes, wished them luck, and then went back upstairs. We laid back down in bed, looked at each other, each had a little giggle, and then finally I kissed him...on the cheek.
Nervously I asked him if that was okay... he gave me a huge smile and kissed me back.
The lights were off but the sun was rising outside, so I could see him faintly. I kissed him more fully -- and then straddled myself on top of him. We aggressively made out, and started undressing each other. I didn’t exactly think we’d have sex...but 20 minutes in, and we were fucking. He had the biggest dick I’d ever seen -- it was painful but also felt great. We fucked for probably two hours that morning, and I remember the mattress slid halfway across the room somehow.
The next day rolled along, and we fucked even more. While taking a shower together, I told him, “During your time in America, I would like to help you to fulfill a sexual fantasy that you’ve always been curious about but never have been able to act on.”
He wanted group sex. Of course, I was really excited about that, but we couldn’t make it happen in the short time he stayed with me. Instead, we did anal play and I tied him up and then fucked him in the ass for the first time in his life with a toy. It was a bit intense, and neither one of us really knew what we were doing, but it was fun nonetheless.
He ended up staying for nine days instead of three. We fucked a lot -- I was really sore most of the time because of how big he was. We also had a lot of fun meeting other couch surfers, exploring the city, and relaxing at home. We still talk sometimes over video chat, and I wonder if I’ll ever see him again. It is just more motivation to get myself to Europe one of these days!
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