Being Sexy In Her Jeans And Even Better Out Of Them

Memories of Taipei

Sexy In Her Jeans – People often ask me about my travels in Asia, particularly my time in Taipei, Taiwan. I haven’t visited in almost a decade, and I love recounting the stories I gathered during my stay. The vibrant vibe, the friendly people, and the stunning scenery captivated me. However, there’s one encounter I’ve always kept to myself. Until now.

The Encounter Begins

It was ten p.m. on a beautiful summer evening in Taipei when I met her. I had previously visited Taiwan with my parents, but I was too young to remember much. So, at nineteen, I decided to revisit Taipei. I wanted to explore all the local tourist attractions and was most excited about Shillin Night Market. I had saved the visit for Friday, knowing it would be exhilarating. I had no idea just how much.

The Market’s Allure

The market only starts getting busy around dusk. I left the Les Suites Grandee Hotel at 7 p.m. and arrived just as the market began to fill. I snapped some photos and uploaded them to Facebook. I enjoyed perusing everything the market had to offer, picking up various items and bargaining with a few stall owners. It was everything I had expected and more.

The Mysterious Stranger

At about ten, I glanced through my Facebook again and noticed her. She had long, flowing hair, tight denim jeans, and a dark pink top. Strappy shoes adorned her feet. I have a peculiar fondness for women in sandals or strappy shoes; it’s the strangest thing that turns me on.

She appeared in all my photos, looking at me. Her gaze conveyed desire. My dark brown hair and green eyes had often attracted attention in this country, and I suspected she had a crush on me because I was different and foreign. In every photo, she stood out, with her pink lips and innocent face.

The Unexpected Connection

I had only been with my girlfriend back in America, but we broke up when she left for college out of town. My heart was still a bit broken, but hey! I was on holiday, and I decided to get to know this Asian mystery better. As I looked up from my phone, it was easy to spot her. The market was buzzing and loud, but suddenly, it felt like it was just the two of us, our eyes locked.

Meeting Ssu-ying

She startled me when she held out her hand and said, “Ssu-ying! Nice to meet you!”

I replied, “Great, and you?”

We started talking. Her English was nearly perfect, and I discovered she was a student at Ming Chuan University. Every so often, she would subtly tuck her hair behind her ear and frequently touch my arm. At one point, I took her hand.

The Unforgettable Encounter

Our connection was instant and electrifying. We continued exploring the night market together, laughing and sharing stories. As the night progressed, we found ourselves in a secluded corner of the market. The ambiance was perfect, and the chemistry between us was undeniable. We stood there, the sounds of the market fading into the background, and shared a passionate kiss.

The Escape Plan

Even I was surprised to hear myself ask her, “You want to get out of here with me? Maybe get a bit to eat?”

I was sure she would leave me right there and fetch an older brother to beat me up.

Instead, she said, “Happy to get out of here with you, but I think I have a far better plan than eating.”

With that, she grabbed my hand and ran with me, not always avoiding innocent bystanders, leaving some Chinese people obviously shouting expletives at us, which I didn’t understand.

A Secluded Spot

She took me to a secluded spot and asked me three questions while standing next to a wall. “Do you like fun?”

“Yes.”

“Do you like me?”

“Yes.”

“Do you want to have fun with me just for tonight?”

“Yes, yes, yes!”

Sexy In Her Jeans

In Her Jeans

She took my hand, kissing my fingertips. Then she suddenly gripped my hand hard and put it between her legs. I have heard that women enjoy wearing jeans sometimes as the seam is hard and can be perfectly manipulated to stimulate the clit. I took over, unbuttoned the waist, and shoved my hand inside her jeans. They were tight, but I managed to get my fingers down her panties. She was wet and moaned with either pleasure or anticipation; I wasn’t sure which.

I fumbled for a while. She seemed to enjoy it. Touching her perfectly placed clit with my thumb and with two fingers inside her turned me on like never before. I just wanted to give her pleasure. I would have counted myself lucky if I could have merely made her moan some more.

The Rhythmic Dance

She was more experienced than I was, and she helped me with the rhythm until her hips started to move. I pushed her back against the wall and felt her tremble. Her whole body responded to me, and I had never felt such pleasure while pleasuring myself or my girlfriend. This was magic. I must have done a good job because after she held me tight for a couple of minutes, her orgasm gently giving way to waves of smiles and satisfaction.

She held the back of my head in her hands and said, “Now we can get away from here.”

A New Beginning

I often think of how different things could have turned out had I gone another evening. Even if I had met Ssu-ying on a different night, she might have had to go to university the next day, and what happened next would never have taken place. She took me to her apartment. Luckily, the university was close, and she was staying just off-site. Her place was immaculate, but I didn’t have any time to admire the apartment as she took me to her bedroom with an almost violent manner.

I loved the idea of a woman wanting me so much that she couldn’t help herself. She was so tiny, there was no way that she could have hurt me, so I let go and enjoyed the games she was playing with me.

The Night Begins

Her bed was a normal double, but that evening it felt like a king size. She stood in front of me at the edge of the bed as I sat down, completely naked. I took in her Chinese beauty: her hairless body, long straight black hair, and dark brown eyes. At about 5’4”, her narrow hips resembled more a boy’s, and her pale, silky skin glowed in the dim light of the room. Every inch of her exuded a delicate allure.

The Intimate Moment

I began kissing her breasts, realizing she wasn’t wearing a bra. They perked up instantly, and the energy flowing from them to my lips was tangible and electrifying. I bit her just slightly too hard to spark a reaction, and got exactly the response I was hoping for.

The Tease Begins

As I undressed completely, she watched me with a mischievous glint in her eyes. That’s when the teasing truly started. She knew exactly how to make the moment intense and unforgettable, heightening every sensation with her skillful touch and sultry gaze.

The Art of Teasing

I should have known that someone with Ssu-ying’s experience would know just how to drive me mad. What she did to me should be used as a torture method. This sexual technique slows everything down. She made me lie down naked and touched herself with her left hand while gently tracing one finger all over my body, avoiding the places you’d want touched in a situation like this. I shook, and my dick grew.

A Relentless Tease

Sometimes it’s a little bigger than usual, and I don’t know if it was a young man’s hormones or something in the water, but I suspect the relentless teasing had something to do with the monster growing between my legs. She took note and started to trace a pattern from under my balls with her finger. Like a butterfly’s kiss, she barely touched my skin, but the electricity was palpable, and the energy in the room was so sexual.

When her finger reached the tip of my dick, I lost control. I felt ashamed for the noises and moans that escaped my mouth. She seemed to enjoy the pain I was suffering. She came again, of course. I began to suspect that we wouldn’t have intercourse and started making up excuses in my head. I just needed to go to the bathroom for two minutes to relieve myself. I was a young man with needs!

Perfect Timing

But she had timing. Boy, she had timing down to an art. I was still thinking about masturbating when she spread her legs, revealing her pink, wet womanhood, and sat on top of me. She took over and gently rocked her hips, just a little too slow for me to orgasm. I was enjoying the view of her breasts, the feel of her soft skin on my hands, and every now and then, she would lean down and kiss me.

During one of those kisses, I grabbed her hips and finished inside her. It was almost desperate, the way I held her tight. I wanted to feel every inch of her body and her insides. I wanted to touch her body, feel her skin, and take in her beautiful shape with my eyes. I wanted to hear her moan in my ears again. I didn’t just orgasm; I exploded. The grin on her face told me that this was her plan all along. She was a subtle dominatrix in a way.

The Night Continues

I hugged her, and we held each other for a moment. I thought that was it, now back to the market or to my hotel. But Ssu-ying had only just started having fun with me. She was full of ideas and surprises, and we had the whole weekend. She texted her flatmate, asking her not to come home that evening. Apparently, they had an understanding. Aw, the flatmate could have joined us – I wouldn’t have minded, but I’m glad she didn’t push me that far.

A Weekend of Exploration

I was experiencing so many different things for the first time, and I think I would have been overwhelmed had another person joined us. She told me that making me orgasm was just the beginning. I wanted to know more about her and explore her mind, but she had other plans. She had an attractive young American in her bed, and she was going to enjoy me until she had her fill.

The Pink Box

The next thing she did was switch the lights on. I felt nervous and excited at the same time. Could I trust her? She opened her cupboard and took out a box. A pretty pink box that you would give a gift in. She took out a small golden vibrator and then gave me a lesson in female and male anatomy that they don’t teach you in school.

Endless Pleasure

Her right hand was always either on my dick or her clit. I lost count of how many times she pleasured herself. There was one more thing that I need to share with you. The last time we made love in her apartment that night.

The Last Surprise

Technically it was the next morning. The sun was too quick in ending our evening, but Ssu-ying had one more trick up her sleeve, and it was a big one. We were getting tired, and I thought for sure she was going to throw me out. She did the opposite. She clearly liked being on top, but this time she touched herself—her breasts, then my chest. As she moved on top of me, she made herself orgasm.

Taking Over

As she drew near, I felt her spasms inside. I reached for the golden vibrator on the nightstand and placed it on her clit, forcing her hand away. It was time for me to take over a bit, driving her mad. I kissed, sucked, and bit her nipples. I licked her neck and kissed her just underneath her ears. We were mad with passion, and I exploded the moment I felt her orgasming. The pleasure was so intense that it was painful.

Her body was a roller-coaster, and her pleasure doubled with the little golden vibrator stimulating both her clit and my dick. I made sure to maximize the pleasure for both of us.

The Intense Climax

Did you know that some women cry when they orgasm?

Ssu-ying only cried that last time. I held her close and started thinking there was going to be trouble.

Maybe I hurt her? But she held on to me tightly and thanked me. I should have been the one thanking her.

We exchanged numbers and email addresses, but we don’t communicate. I didn’t invite her on my Facebook, and right now I am happily dating a local real estate agent back in the USA. The sex is great, mostly because of what Ssu-ying taught me.

A Holiday to Remember

I will always think back to that holiday and smile when I tell people I went there. They will never know how much that holiday meant to me. The fact that my smile hides an erotic encounter turns me on every time. I revisit Ssu-ying often in my dreams, and I hope she still enjoys trapping young tourists and giving them a holiday to remember.