I was traveling, in London, when a woman with a very low match score on OKC “liked” my profile. I was intrigued — she didn’t seem into kink, and was looking for a long term relationship. I was just looking for a good time while in town. I dropped her a note.
After some back and forth, she agreed to meet me for one of those anonymous encounters I like to do from time to time. A date was picked, a hotel was booked, and our roles were confirmed. She would be in charge — having never done this before, she felt more comfortable being “on top”. Literally.
I laid on the bed, blindfolded with a torn t-shirt. I heard her come in and lock the door, and then … silence. I could feel her there looking at me, trying to decide what to do next. I sensed she was on the verge of bolting when I heard the chair being moved to the edge of the bed.
“I got some liquid courage from the bar,” she said. “I’m just going to sit here and finish my wine and hope I can calm down by the end of the glass.”
Eventually, tentatively, she stretched her leg out to the bed, and then to touch me. I asked if I could touch her, and she asked me to massage her feet. I felt the tension drain from her, and my hands started to make their way up from her feet.
“Feel how wet I am,” she said. Soaked. I started slowly touching her pussy, putting first one, then another finger into her. Very quickly, this escalated into a full scale fisting at a very awkward angle. She came twice around my hand, and I honestly thought we’d be done at this point.
But she was insatiable, and now with two orgasms behind her, no longer inhibited. She stood up and climbed on the bed, straddling me and shimmying up my body.until she landed on my face.
I didn’t hesitate in lapping and licking, and after taking a moment to get comfortable, she began to slowly grind away. I don’t know how long I was under her, slowly driving her to an orgasm. It felt like a good 15 or 20 minutes (the clock would later imply this encounter took a lot longer than I thought).
As her orgasm neared, her cries became louder, and her motion more violent. By the time she was about to explode, she was practically fucking my face with her pussy. Her orgasm was powerful, and left my face soaked.
Quite a vanilla encounter (for me, anyway), but it was pretty damn hot.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/46vrft/london_calling_fm_mildly_kinky