For the sake of keeping record of activities of mine with potentially large consequences for the future and of fairly sporadic frequency, I would like to make a quick recount of my experiences tonight.
I've been hosting lots of couchsurfers lately. Paula was a couchsurfer whom I initially met to have some drinks with at Hemingway's, and nothing else. I did so together with Ashik and Ben from Australia, and we had a decent time. That time, however, I didn't even say goodbye to her because she left for Philadelphia. I thought I wouldn't see her again.
A few days later, she messaged me again, asking for a place to stay the night here in Pittsburgh. I agreed to host her for the night, so she came into Pittsburgh and spent the night. "Today", though, Wednesday August the 11th, her flight that left in the afternoon was rescheduled for another one in the early morning next day (at 6:50AM), so she asked me if she could stay for one more night. I was fine with that, so I let her stay.
While we were talking about her cancelled flight in the living room, however, we started giving each other lusty looks. Long eye contacts, signs of indecision from both sides were obvious, but I didn't want to do anything because I had a date later that night with Lexie. So I decided not to do anything about it, and I left for my date.
My date with Lexie was great. I invited her to go rock-climbing, and she agreed to go. She was awesome, just like at our previous date. She was verbose, witty, and funny, and we simply had a great time together. Afterwards we took off to find a coffee place, but she decided to drive in a different random direction, and we ended up in CMU. I showed her where to park, and I showed her my office and some highlights of campus, such as the Randy Pausch bridge, the rotating benches, and the Number Garden. We talked most of the time, and kissed at the Number Garden under the rain, which I thought was pretty fantastic.
She then escorted me back to my apartment, where we kissed again for a long time and we said our goodbyes (she is leaving for college, 2 hours away, in the vicinity of Lake Erie, on Friday morning). It was a great night. Although she said she is only "casually dating" during this time, she also described me as "quite a stellar boy", so I think we will have further furtive encounters together. :)
When I came back to the house, my 4 current couchsurfers (Michael, Lothar, Leneve, Paula) and Ashik were talking in the living room about different topics, especially about politics, education level in the USA, and living standard differences between the countries we knew. I kinda joined them, and a couple of hours passed between us under an exchange of viewpoints.
Coincidentally, Theo's room had been just recently vacated, so I offered that room to Michael and Lothar for the night. They agreed to sleep there, and it was then that I saw Paula was up to something. She first offered to take the room herself, but then realized that Michael & Lothar were 2 people, and might need more space than her alone, so she took her proposal back, not without a hint of disappointment in her face. So I thought "does she want to be alone with me in a room, like we were this afternoon? Huh...". I don't particularly like Paula's physical appearance, but it was almost obvious that she wanted to be in a room alone with me.
So then I came to my room and just decided to go to sleep. Not too long after, however, Paula came in and asked me if she could use my bed for a little while. I was OK with that, so I lay on the carpet, beside the bed, while she rested for an hour before she had to leave for the airport. Michael and Lothar also came by soon, and took their sleeping stuff to the room upstairs. They looked at both Paula and me laying fairly close to each other, and I could see they were eager to leave us alone. I was fine with that, although personally, I wasn't really aiming to do anything else besides sleep.
Once we were alone, Paula offered to share my mattress between the two of us, and I agreed. I lay right next to her, touching each other only on small points - my elbow to her arm maybe. It took a while, but it was maybe about 10 or 15 minutes until she began rubbing my foot with hers, and I complied. I then thought "it's obvious she wants intimate touching. And if I don't give it to her, she'll end up disappointed and I'll regret it in the morning. Yeah, what the heck...". So I took her hand, she took mine, and we rubbed each other's meaningfully. It wasn't too long then before we were kissing, and my hands started exploring her skin all over. They quickly found the bottom of her dress, the only clothes she had on, lifted it up, and began rubbing her crotch.
The crotch-rubbing took a long time, and actually, it took up a great majority of our session together. Apparently, I know how to finger very well, and it was pretty satisfying to see her squirm and wiggle her hips and her body to the rhythm of my fingers, knowing that she wanted more and more of it.
I noticed also that her genitalia are much more sensitive than that of my only other sexual partner so far. As I rubbed her clitoris, she rocked back and forth to meet my strokes, and as I explored the walls of her vagina with my finger (then two fingers, then 3 fingers, then 4 fingers, 2 from each hand, parting her vagina apart from behind (she has a big entrance!)), she reacted to almost every single one of my rubs inside her. I was getting great feedback from her, and even though she had at least one full orgasm, she didn't seem to want me to stop, so I just kept on going and going and going - rubbing up and down, on each side, rotating, pressing, teasing, tickling, and going deeply all the way to where a weird-shaped entrance is on her inner center. Fast, slow, faster and faster and FASTER, and slow again - I kept changing my fingers' speed and motion to keep her interested and pleasured. She was kept very interested, for a very long while (20 minutes or so), and then she closed her legs for a bit, signalling that she needed to rest for a bit. We then lay down next to each other for a bit. I ejaculated during this first session because it was just too much for me, even though my penis wasn't actually rubbing against her or anything.
It wasn't too long until we both recovered from her pleasure and I became hard again, though, and she wanted more. So I gave her more. I rubbed her and rubbed her and rubbed her, while she said things such as "oh, you are so good! I love your fingers!", moaning and wiggling her body all the time. It was fun. During this whole process, I offered to go get a condom so that we could go all the way, but she said "I have a boyfriend at home, I can't have sex with you". I thought that didn't make much sense at all, given what we were already doing, but I was actually already enjoying the experience as it was quite a lot, so I didn't care that she didn't want it. She eventually spasmed again and probably got too much pleasure from the fingering, I guess, since she closed her legs again and wouldn't reopen them. So then she went to get a shower and catch the bus, and I stayed here in my room, thinking about what had just happened.
After she finished showering, she came back to my room, and we kissed goodbye for a few minutes. She then took her bags, left the house, and walked towards the bus stop to wait for the 28x bus, headed to the airport.
And now I'm here, laying on my bed, forcing a fairly tired body to stay awake just a few more minutes to finish up this quick and dirty recount of my experiences tonight. I wonder how much of our sex act did the people on the other side of the wall (in the living room) listen to. I don't much care about them knowing what happened, but it'll be interesting to see their reactions in the morning.
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