The Adventures of RF: The Girl That Chased After Me on a Four-Wheeler
I had an interesting encounter with a sexy girl today.
It all started when I was out riding around on my motorcycle at one of the pristine beaches here on the Samaná Peninsula. There were fewer scantily clad women than usual taking dips in the Maui blue water, but I was in the mood for some love after throwing down a few Presidentes.
On my way to meet up with her at the hotel (my FWB has a boyfriend – bitches are never loyal, we’ve discussed that before) I passed a hot, very dark skinned girl riding a four wheeler. She was still wet and had obviously just been at the beach. Somehow, I missed her. After waiting around at the beach for a looker like her to show up for so long, as luck would have it I met someone blowing kisses at me as I drove by on my way to hook up with another chick.
I flirted back with this sexy morena as I passed her. I thought that was that as I sped on by, arriving at an Alto (Stop) sign way before she did along the palm-lined road. But, I noticed through my rearview mirror she had sped up. I decided to wait until she caught up with me, as this would likely turn into something good. As she arrived, and I got a better look at her I noticed she had obviously been drinking quite a bit. She began to tell me how hot I was and that she wanted to jump my bones.
What a conundrum.
I whip out my phone, tell my FWB to stay home, and end up running off to the closet hotel with this sexy black girl who immediately proceeded to climb on top of me and give me absolute hell in bed. It wasn’t long before I felt that familiar feeling – when a girl climaxes – and the intercourse starts feeling really good.
She then told me to jump on top and get my nut. It was some of the best sex I’ve had in a while. And that’s saying a lot because I go through more women than most men go through changes of underwear. After it was all said and done, I followed her back to her house (to find out where she lived so I could come back for seconds sometime) and we exchanged numbers.
I wrote all that to write this: This is what I live for. The excitement and variety of life and exciting, sexy women I never, ever had back in the States. I mean, who would expect on something exciting like that to happen on an average day? A hot black girl chasing you down on a four-wheeler just so she can fuck your brains out? Meanwhile, American women are busy deifying themselves in a cloud of #MeToo “My pussy is too good for you!” cuntery directed at men. But, I’m enjoying happenings like this abroad.
How’s that for juxtaposition?
This memorable tryst was a very nice way to close out my last few weeks here on this tropical island before returning to the States for another work cycle soon. It’s nice to know possibilities like this still exist, and there are truly sexually liberated cultures in the world. (Not the pretend sexual liberation of the Anglo American variety.)
I always felt like something was wrong when I was back home. Being deprived of moments like these in the matrix only to enjoy a smörgåsbord every time I leave proves my instincts were right. Relations between the sexes suck (and not in a good way) back home. Am I glad I left! I so thoroughly appreciate every experience like this I get to enjoy. I’ll remember many of these hookups into my old age.
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