Beates First One Night Stand

 The summer meant it especially well this year, it was thirty-two degrees in the shade, the Ruhr area was boiling and Beate, a young woman of nineteen, was completely satisfied. It was Friday afternoon, she had done some shopping and was on the way to her little attic apartment, which she had moved into six months ago, she had moved out of her parents' house at the earliest opportunity because she simply couldn't stand this stress any longer, it Not a day went by without a fight with her mother or brother. In her mind, she went home with her shopping bags. She was really a feast for the eyes for every man as she walked steadily down the street in her short summer dress, long dark red hair and a few freckles on her nose. She did not miss the admiring looks of the men who crossed her path, it did her good and made her proud to have such an effect on the male sex. Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted when she turned the next corner, she ran head-on with a young man who apparently was saying goodbye to someone. She dropped a bag, it clinked briefly, she was still thinking the apple spritzer is gone when she heard a derogatory remark which immediately made her face flush with anger, WOMAN! She looked up and looked into a not even unsympathetic face, but this behavior was inexcusable and only read one comment, with a bright red head she hissed, asshole! The young man who was now looking at her a little more intensely and yet was visibly impressed by her beauty,
She picked up her bag, shook her red mane, threw her head back, thought to herself, lick me and just let him stand without a word. When she got to her apartment, she was still so angry and thought, what a stupid asshole, runs over me and still turns me on, even though he looked very nice, so you can be mistaken, looks are not everything. She pushed aside the thoughts of the stranger, put away her purchases, the broken bottle had not done much damage and was thrown away with the bag. With that this topic was ticked off. All she wanted now was to take a long shower. She took off her sweaty dress, took off her bra, which she actually didn't need, with her beautiful, well-formed, firm and not exactly small breasts, got out of her panties and went into the shower. As the hot water washed away her sweat, she thought of her friend Raffael, who had recently moved in with her but was now doing his military service in a town in southern Germany whose name she could not remember. This weekend he was on duty and she was alone, which strangely made her feel happy, she was looking forward to being alone and just wanted to laze around and pursue her favorite pastime, sleep a lot. She wasn't sure about Raffael, it probably wasn't love, rather a feeling of togetherness that had developed after four years, she was fifteen at the time, he was sixteen and she was very grateful to him that he did not urge her to have sex. It wasn't until her eighteenth birthday that she slept with him for the first time, and afterward regretted not having done it much earlier. Raffael was her first and only husband and she felt an inner restlessness and curiosity about how it would be with someone else. So in her mind, she turned off the water and heard the phone ring. Naked and wet, she ran into the living room and picked up the receiver, at the other end her friend Petra answered, Hi, how are you and what are you doing tonight, Beate answered, well and nothing, that answered both questions. Not in the mood to go out tonight, she heard Petra ask, Beate didn't actually say. But you're alone, you absolutely have to take advantage of that, read us again really wriggle, urged Petra. Beate felt a lot fresher after the shower and said why not, we haven't been out together for a long time. This is my Beate, said Petra, that's how I like you, Put some hot clothes on and then tonight we're gonna turn a couple of guys heads. I don't actually plan to, but let's see what happens, said Beate mischievously. So then around nine in the mouse, said Petra. Beate agreed and they said goodbye with kisses, kisses, as they always did. It was now six o'clock and she could easily lie on her ear for another four hours, naked as she was, the water had dried during the conversation, she threw herself on the bed and fell asleep immediately. She slept dreamlessly for almost four hours and was woken up by a loud rumbling in the apartment below her, slowly she came to and noticed that she was sweaty again, so take another shower, what a waste she thought if I went tonight come from dancing, I have to shower again anyway, but what's the point. She enjoyed showering whenever she wanted, without someone reprimanding her, like showering again, don't shower so long, turn off the water while soaping up. That was once and in spite of it, she showered for twenty minutes, even if she had to pay for it herself, but she had the feeling that she had wiped out her mother after all. She blow-dried her hair, which already took half an hour, then she put on make-up very discreetly, because the summer tan made it unnecessary to use any aids, some eyeshadow some lipstick, although she might have an idea for her lips too big made up, which, together with her long red hair, gave her a sophisticated look. She chose a transparent thong and the matching bra, her colorful short summer dress with a neckline, which makes every normal man sweat on the forehead and also provides some vitality in the lower area, made her appear perfectly. She looked at the clock and noticed that it was already ten past nine, but still didn't get into a rush, as only a ten-minute walk was ahead of her and Petra was never on time anyway. She grabbed her handbag, looked in briefly, cigarettes, wallet and the usual utensils a young woman needed were there, even a condom that she had once got at the entrance of a disco was still in it. At the sight a slight smile played on her lips, she didn't like to use these things, but at the moment they were the only kind of contraception that was available to her. So she made her way to the discotheque Fledermaus, popularly known as the mouse. The restaurant was not very crowded, but it was still early in the evening, of course, Petra hadn’t arrived yet, but that wasn’t surprising for Beate either, she had known her friend long enough and knew that she was not punctual. She sat down on a stool at the bar and ordered a vodka Lemmon, she saw that the waitress meant it well, because that was at least one double vodka that was poured her, it should be fine with me, Beate thought to herself, me just have to be careful not to drink too fast. The place was gradually filling up and she had to make it clear to some gentlemen that she did not want to dance yet and that she did not want any other male company, not yet. At half past ten she got a little impatient, Petra was still not there, you can't believe it, talk me into the evening and then let me down, she was now very angry and ordered the third vodka. Slowly, due to the alcohol, a comforting feeling spread in her and her anger at her friend slowly subsided, something had surely got in the way, because not appearing at all was not Petras way. Beate climbed from the stool to the toilet to go and was turned around for the second time that day, she looked up and was about to comment on it when she looked into a face that she already knew. Instead of the cynical comment, she just uttered, again, you and, to her own surprise, was no longer angry at all. It was the young, handsome man she had already bumped into in the afternoon and she commented, WOMAN, which he had regretted after three seconds, wanted to clear. A little embarrassed, which in turn spoke for him, he says, I congratulate the chance that I was able to see her again, I behaved like an idiot this afternoon and I very much regret my behavior, please let me make it up to you. Beate was slightly irritated, but also impressed by his demeanor, a man had never spoken to her like that and her self-confidence got a slight crack. Now, on closer inspection, she had to admit that he looked outrageously good, she estimated him to be around mid-twenties, six feet tall, was very sporty, had black hair and brown, very expressive eyes, all in all a creamy slice, she thought and somehow she became very different. She wanted to say Not that bad, but the only thing that came out was an incomprehensible stammering, she fled to the toilet to come to her senses first. What is the matter with me, she thought, such a feeling was completely alien to her. When she went back to her seat, she thought, just stop drinking alcohol. When she got to her place, the stranger asked her, may I? What? Beate asked absently. Make it up to you, he replied in his pleasant voice. Yes, sure is already forgotten, she replied and visibly struggled for composure, you are acting idiotic, she thought, where is your self-confidence, it's just a man. I would like to invite you for a drink, please do not refuse. Beate said, OK, one thing is fine. He nodded to the waitress and she got her vodka. How do you know what I'm drinking? Asked Beate? I inquired he said with a smile that made her breathless, they toasted each other and he said, by the way, my name is Jürgen. Pleasant, Beate she said and she was annoyed about that, pleasant. Can we forget about YOU then? He asked? Yes, of course she stammered and found that she still hadn't regained her composure. Would you like to dance Beate? Asked Jürgen? Yes, she said spontaneously, just the way he pronounced her name created a tingling sensation in her body that she had never known before. They went to the dance floor, he had his arm lightly around her waist, which made her shiver slightly. Petry sang, in love, lost and Beate had the feeling of floating. Jürgen danced really well, but the next song was a cuddle song by little Peter with the wart and was called> DU <. Beate said I want to sit down. Please stay, he says and held her tightly in his arms with gentle force, she was only too happy to give in, although she played some resistance so as not to lull him completely into safety, but he didn't even let go of her and pulled her even tighter per se. She snuggled up against him and registered a very pleasant and slightly arousing scent. However, she did not miss what impression she made on him, in this body-hugging dance, his excitement was not hidden from her. She realized that she was well on the way to losing control of herself when he pressed his abdomen to her lap, his hands exerting gentle pressure on her back and working their way up to her neck, his face very close hers and inhaled the exciting scent of her hair. He kissed her neck tenderly and she felt that his breathing was speeding up a bit, his lips became more demanding, his hands closed tightly around both of her buttocks and pressed her even closer to him. She felt his tongue on her skin and noticed how everything in her abdomen tightened. He raised her head and looked for yours with his lips, she closed her eyes, held out her slightly opened mouth and waited for his kiss. He kissed her, at first very gently, his tongue played with her lips and he waited for her wonderful mouth to open and let his tongue run free. He only had to wait two or three seconds for her to do what he had hoped. Their tongues met and they lost each other in a long, passionate kiss. Beate had now lost all control over herself and her body determined what she did from now on. It was already a two-minute break from dancing when they broke up to return from the dance floor to the bar. When they arrived at the bar, they both drank their glasses off because their mouths were completely dry from making out. They looked at each other and they both knew they would spend tonight together. Beate said I only live ten minutes from here, are you coming with me? Jürgen kissed her again and said, today you wouldn't have gotten rid of me anyway, then come on, she breathed into his ear. They both paid their bills and left the restaurant, it was now half past twelve. The walk was done in less than eight minutes. When Beate unlocked the front door and they ran up the stairs to the third floor together, she thought, hopefully no one will see us. But since the house was almost exclusively made up of elderly people who also went to bed early on weekends, they arrived in front of Beate's apartment unseen. She unlocked the door, both went inside, the door fell into the lock again and Beate leaned her back against her. She was breathing heavily and was a little out of breath, partly from climbing the stairs, partly from the excitement that was rooting inside her, she saw the shadow of Jürgen's face in front of her, because she had not yet turned on the light, he came up to her and they kissed passionate again, his hands were now very demanding on the exploratory age, he had quickly pushed up the light summer dress and he pressed her round, firm buttocks again. A hand wandered to the inside of her thigh, which she also willingly opened a little to make it easier for him to reach his goal. Beate didn't know herself anymore, she had never been so excited, the feeling that she had taken a complete stranger into her apartment, that she was so hot, frightened her a little, but she had been able to think clearly for one Hour no more. When Jürgen had reached her panties and felt the plum of her pubic hair through him, he noticed how wet and ready she was already, he pushed his hand past the nothing of a piece of clothing and very gently guided his middle finger into her sanctum. She had never been so excited, the feeling that she had taken a complete stranger into her apartment, and that she was so hot, frightened her a little, but she hadn't been able to think clearly for an hour. When Jürgen had reached her panties and felt the plum of her pubic hair through him, he noticed how wet and ready she was already, he pushed his hand past the nothing of a piece of clothing and very gently guided his middle finger into her sanctum. She had never been so excited, the feeling that she had taken a complete stranger into her apartment, and that she was so hot, frightened her a little, but she hadn't been able to think clearly for an hour. When Jürgen had reached her panties and felt the plum of her pubic hair through him, he noticed how wet and ready she was already, he pushed his hand past the nothing of a piece of clothing and very gently guided his middle finger into her sanctum.
With light rubbing, he teased her clitoris; Beate groaned slightly and pressed her legs together again to pinch his hand between them. During all this time they kissed each other incessantly, Jürgen took one of Beate's hands with his free hand and led her to where a man particularly liked it. She stroked his pants and felt something that gave her a little shock, but at the same time made her shudder, since she still had no possibility of comparison and her boyfriend was equipped with a rather normal penis, she now felt something that made her even more aroused and made me very curious. Beate rubbed her hand on his pants back and forth and Jürgen had the feeling that it would burst any moment. He said in a hoarse voice, please turn on the light, I want to see you. They broke away from each other and Beate turned on the light, they both saw each other in their heated faces and inevitably their gaze slid to the part of his pants where her hand had just been working. What was already to be seen took her breath away when she thought about what to expect under the pants. Come into the bedroom, she breathed, I want to see you too. Beate took off her dress while walking and Jürgen was short of breath when he saw her, wearing only her transparent underwear and her red high heels, standing in front of him with a breathtaking figure. Beate turned slowly around her own axis and let herself be looked at, it was good for her to see what effect she was making on Jürgen. Jürgen had taken off his polo shirt in the meantime and Beate admired his muscular upper body, who shone slightly with his sweat. She walked up to him, snuggled up against him and began kissing his slightly hairy chest. This time it was Jürgen who shuddered and he hugged her again, Beate tugged at his belt and opened his pants, which then slowly slid to the floor. She was still caressing his chest with her tongue and her hands wandered to his bottom, which was still hidden under a pair of shorts, but felt firm and horny. She let her hands slide into the inside of his shorts and slowly pushed them down, now she stepped back a little and put her hand back where it had been before on the pants when she looked at his manhood in her hand immediately down because she couldn't believe what she was feeling. It was amazing what she got to see her hand could grasp his hard and plump prick so straight and when she put both hands on top of each other still looked a few inches out, she was so excited that she couldn't help but get down on her knees, open her mouth wide and to take his manhood between her lips. Jürgen groaned loudly, which heated her up even more. She let her tongue slide around its large tip and the next moment she let the same one disappear into her mouth as far as it could. Jürgen put both hands on your head and wanted to determine the rhythm but Beate shook them off and processed the pleasure donor as she wanted. Many a woman had already worried Jürgen with her mouth, but Beate was clearly a natural, she knew, instinctively, exactly what she had to do to get him really open. Jürgen held out the whole thing for about ten minutes, then he exploded with a suppressed cry, Beate was a bit surprised, she hadn't expected it and was just able to get her face to safety, an enormous beam shot past her face, Jürgen exactly under the chin, fascinated, she saw how three smaller fountains shot out of this beautiful penis, which was now twitching wildly in her hand, and some of them spilled over her hands. After a moment of reflection, both had to laugh because Jürgen had got the first load under his chin and looked accordingly, especially since he was still in shoes and with his pants down in front of her. A really strange sight. Beate went into the bathroom and washed her hands, then she took a towel, which she moistened a little, went back to Jürgen, who had meanwhile got rid of his things and lay down on Beates bed. She knelt next to him and started his body from that****** to clean, she did it very slowly and tenderly and it was a pleasant feeling for Jürgen to let himself rub off with the damp towel. When she got to his penis, which still looked very handsome in spite of its limp condition, she thought, well, wait a minute, I'll get you there again. Beate exposed his glans and wiped it with the rough towel, Jürgen moaned loudly, both with pleasure and pain, but she only finished the cleaning phase without pity when she was convinced that he was really clean. Then she tossed the towel on the floor, turned off the light and snuggled her warm body, still in her panties and bra, against his. She let her hand slide down over his chest until she reached his member. By gently massaging, she hoped that the desired effect was not long in coming. Jürgen had meanwhile taken off her bra and put a hand on her chest, his fingers carefully played with her wart, which was hard as a nut. He searched her mouth with his and they kissed wildly and passionately again. Jürgen's hand moved further down and pushed itself between her legs, which she immediately opened willingly, he pushed her completely soaked panties aside and his middle finger slipped, as if by itself, into her soaking wet pussy. She moaned and rubbed his penis, which was now as big and plump as before, a little faster. Jürgen couldn't wait to finally penetrate her and Beate now only wanted one thing. Hastily and full of excitement, he pulled on her panties and she kicked her legs to finally get rid of this annoying item of clothing. He lay between her thighs, which he pushed wide apart, and brought his thick butt into position. Ready to take him in, she breathed in his ear anyway, please be careful, he's so big and fat. He kissed her heated face tenderly and whispered, don't worry, dear, I'm very careful. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulled his head next to hers and waited, now a little tense, for him to penetrate her. Jürgen read very slowly, inch by inch, of his extraordinary manhood, slide into her dripping wet pussy. A feeling overcame her that she didn’t know yet. Her entire abdomen contracted and let her juices flow even more, it was a precursor to her first orgasm. She clutched his body with both legs and threw her lap towards him, her tongues found each other again when Jürgen began to move his lower body slightly up and down. Beate enjoyed it, she bit her shoulder firmly, which made Jürgen groan again, with pleasure and pain, he was faster in his movements and she passed away with pleasure, she heard herself say words that she had not thought of in a dream ever to pronounce them and Jürgen was thereby incited even more, and in turn began to shower them with profanity. Their act of love became more and more violent now, their sweaty bodies clapped each other and they both now only made gurgling noises. In the meantime, Beate had bitten Jürgen's shoulder bloody with her sharp teeth, which he had not even noticed until now because he felt no pain, only pleasure. He gasped over her and kissed her breasts wildly, his thrusts so hard now that the clapping of their bodies sounded like rhythmic applause. Beate felt a feeling that was still strange to her, lightning flashed through her abdomen and she was shaken by an orgasm that was so powerful that it made her whole body cramp up, Jürgen too was now ready and could not delay his orgasm any further . With a hoarse scream he came inside her and she felt his hot one because he felt no pain, only pleasure. He gasped over her and kissed her breasts wildly, his thrusts so hard now that the clapping of their bodies sounded like rhythmic applause. Beate felt a feeling that was still strange to her, lightning flashed through her abdomen and she was shaken by an orgasm that was so powerful that it made her whole body cramp up, Jürgen too was now ready and could not delay his orgasm any further . With a hoarse scream he came inside her and she felt his hot one because he felt no pain, only pleasure. He gasped over her and kissed her breasts wildly, his thrusts so hard now that the clapping of their bodies sounded like rhythmic applause. Beate felt a feeling that was still strange to her, lightning flashed through her abdomen and she was shaken by an orgasm that was so powerful that it made her whole body cramp up, Jürgen too was now ready and could not delay his orgasm any further . With a hoarse scream he came inside her and she felt his hot one Lightning flashed through her abdomen and she was shaken by an orgasm that was so powerful that it made her whole body cramp up, Jürgen too was ready now and couldn't delay his orgasm any further. With a hoarse scream he came inside her and she felt his hot one Lightning flashed through her abdomen and she was shaken by an orgasm that was so powerful that it made her whole body cramp up, Jürgen too was ready now and couldn't delay his orgasm any further. With a hoarse scream he came inside her and she felt his hot one****** poured into her abdomen. Jürgen collapsed over her, he was done, Beate felt his racing heartbeat and heard how he gasped for air, it was not much different for her.
So this is an orgasm, she thought, it's the coolest thing I've ever had.
She took Jürgen's head in her hands and kissed him on the mouth, then said, thank you, that was really great.
But you were also wonderful, I have never experienced anything so intense, said Jürgen, that was really cool with you.
Beate felt for the light switch above her bed and turned off the light, then snuggled up very close to Jürgen.
After a while they started to cuddle and made each other hot again, that night they made love three more times and each time Beate enjoyed a tremendous orgasm.
Both had exhausted themselves completely and fell asleep, after a few moments, tightly embraced and satisfied, it was exactly 4.30 a.m.
Beate was fast asleep and had confused dreams in which Raffael and Jürgen appeared and fought over them, suddenly Raffael pulled a knife and wanted to stab Jürgen, she woke up with a scream and was wet with sweat, thank God, just a dream.
Her gaze fell on Jürgen, the blanket had slipped and revealed his naked body, his large penis was now lying peacefully between his legs and she immediately had to think of the total satisfaction he had given her, she hadn't achieved something like that with Raffael can.
Jürgen stretched and opened his eyes, good morning, he whispered.
Tomorrow is good, she said, it's already past noon.
I've never slept for so long, said Jürgen.
That was also an extraordinary achievement that you did tonight, said Beate with a smile and then asked if I should make breakfast.
Oh yes, coffee would be good, replied Jürgen.
Beate prepared breakfast, which they both ate in silence.
Neither of them really knew how to go on with them.
After breakfast, Jürgen got dressed and went to the door, then he said, maybe see you soon, bye.
Yes, said Beate, a little disconcerted, maybe see you soon.
Jürgen closed the door and she heard him go down the stairs, she never saw him again, but he had impressed her so much that after three weeks she parted with Raffael.
The experience with Jürgen and the total satisfaction she had experienced from him changed her life.
She was now looking for male acquaintances more often and still had several one night stands, but the way Jürgen had satisfied her, no one else could and each time she compared her lovers with him, but they couldn't withstand him.