So I went on a date with this very hot Arabic girl in early December. She was one of those girls that had an Instagram page full of pictures and reels of herself, which wasn’t too surprising given how hot she was. Anyway, the date didn’t lead to sex, but that didn’t surprise me because she was clearly not the sort of person that would fuck on the first date. We planned the next date at my place, but then surprise, her parents had arranged her marriage to someone, and since she’s Muslim she had to obey their wishes. She finished this with “we can still be friends”. Yeah, whatever. I was nice about it, and fully expected to never hear from her again. That was that.

Then a little over a week ago, she messaged me on Hinge saying her Instagram had gotten hacked, (we matched on Hinge but she immediately moved us over to Instagram), and wondered if she could have my number. Very odd, but I decided to play this out. She asked if she could come over to hang out because she’s had a rough day. I’m assuming at this point that she just wants to hang out as friends like she said earlier, which I had zero interest in, but I figured sex might be a possibility if I’m lucky, and she was easily twice as hot as the next best-looking girl I’d ever matched with, so I figured, why not? She comes over, we chat for a bit, and she leaves 45 minutes later. A bit of a bummer, but she’d kept things super platonic the whole time, and was clearly acting as a friend.

Five days later, she texts to ask if we can hang out again, but cancels at the last minute. She does the same thing the next day, then hits me up on Sunday asking to hang out at 3, cancels, then two hours later says she can come at 3 again. She eventually does come over, and at this point I can’t tell what this is. Is this as friends or a date? I don’t know. We’re just chatting for a bit and she is asking me questions about if I’m dating anyone, if I still like her, and other frustratingly unclear things. I’m so confused so I just leap to the bottom of it and tell her I thought she was engaged. She then goes on about how she was, but he’s terrible, is always busy and traveling, and never talks to her, and she wants to break up with him, and that’s why she started talking to me again. At this point she stretches out, puts her head in my lap, and just starts talking about how much he sucks and how frustrating it is for her. (I should mention that she’s not American, English is clearly her second language, and she’s from a different culture, so I couldn’t tell what was a hint from her or not, so I did absolutely nothing here).

After about 20-30 minutes of this, she apologizes for making me depressed, I tell her I’m not depressed at all, then she sits up and starts making out with me, which I thought MIGHT happen, but I was still very surprised. She then took control pretty quickly here, crawling onto my lap, pulling out her huge tits and feeding them to me, reaching down my pants, asking if I had a condom, and things went pretty smoothly from there. She was SUPER loud, like to the point that neighbors probably heard pretty easily, and she also came super easily like 4 or 5 times, once from nipple play alone.

After she left, she texted me a few hours later apologizing for what happened, that I know where she’s at right now and she’s sorry for everything. Alright, whatever. Tbh, the sex wasn’t that good, at least not for me. I never ended up finishing, and she was acting weird. I’m not entirely sure how to describe it, but she just seemed very desperate, if that makes any sense. Sex-starved is really the best way I can describe it. She acted like how a starving person does when they find a buffet. Which you’d think was a good thing, except she just seemed so frantic and in such a rush with everything that I couldn’t really take the time to enjoy it as much as I would’ve liked. That and her very loud volume were definitely a bit of a turnoff.

I don’t know what will happen with this. Maybe it’s done, maybe not. I can’t really say for sure.