Sapphic holiday romance

While travelling in Eastern Europe I hadn’t really put myself out there. I hadn’t really explored the queer scene (which in some countries is still quite limited) and I wasn’t really active on the apps. To be honest, I had been out of the game for a year or so as the lesbian dating scene back home in Australia was bleak and quite frankly, messy asf (for me personally at least). I needed a break from dating but was also feeling sexually frustrated. I’m in my mid twenties, masc with muscles, two university degrees recently completed and was ready to have fun and get a little silly.

While in Poland, I received a message on one of the apps from the most beautiful American femme who was in town for a concert. I did not hesitate to plan a date at a cool bar with a huge outdoor garden, one of few queer/artistic hubs in the city. I meet her and she is wearing the most sexy outfit, makeup was perfect, and our conversations flowed effortlessly. I was a little nervous so my eye contact was lacking haha. We have a few drinks and headed to a club.

Before the date I had been pacing around my apartment, thinking - how am I gonna make the move? Will it be awkward? But as we’re dancing to 2010s bops at the most generic gay club imaginable, I placed my hands around her waist and kissed her. We later go out for a smoke, go back in and dance and I thought - now is the time. Ask her to come back to my place. I did, and she immediately said yes.

As we sat in the back of the uber, she stroked the back of my head (which I found sooo hot). We get to the apartment and sat on the couch. After all that drinking I needed a snack (not that sexy but pragmatic). We ate some chips, then grabbed the mints to freshen up lmao. I then grabbed her face and kissed her, then got on my knees to eat her out. I loved how loud she and how sensitive she was. We moved to the bedroom where I fingered her, she wanted 3 fingers, hard and fast. We switched positions, she got on all fours and wanted me to finger her from behind. I’ll be honest, most women I’d been with up till this point had preferred more vanilla sex, so this felt passionate and hot. She asked me if I had a strap, which I did not (I had owned one previously that was not returned to me by my ex). So we kept fucking the old fashion way. What made the sex great was that I didn’t feel bad for not wanting to receive, which is something that for a long time has been a conversation I’ve always had to bring up. Before we fucked she told me exactly what she likes. Our preferences matched perfectly.

When we were done we waited for her uber at around 3am, and could not stop kissing. She was leaving the next day to go to Spain. But as I said goodbye, I knew that I would see her again. I had to see her again.

Comment if you would like to read a Part II x