This is an older story, from at least three months ago. It was my third Reddit hookup. The details are a little fuzzy due to time passing, but I’ll try my best to recount. I’m a 22-year-old female, he’s a 26 or 27-year-old male.
We had been texting for a few days at least. We got along quite well and talked about a wide variety of topics. I got very good vibes from him and I had no hesitation to meet up with him. We planned to meet at a restaurant bar, and if it went well we would take a drive and see what happens.
I wore a casual dress with a bralette and thong underneath. (It always makes me laugh when people compliment my dresses assuming I put effort into looking good. Honestly I just wear them because I’m lazy and they’re easy to just throw on and be comfy in.) I made sure to arrive a few minutes early. I don’t like the anxiety that comes with walking into a place and having to search for someone. I waited outside the front door of the restaurant. Eventually I saw someone get out of a car and walk towards me, and I recognized his face by his pictures. He was so much more attractive in person. Not that he wasn’t cute in the photos, but in person I was just instantly floored. He’s tall, thin, and has a good head of curly dark hair plus a slight beard. His eyes and smile aren’t something to be ashamed of either. I’m very into it.
We awkwardly said hello and walked inside together. We ended up sitting at the bar. I struggled to climb up onto the stool because of how close it was to the one next to it, and I thought to myself “wow I’m already making a fool of myself.” He ordered a beer and I ordered a whiskey sour. We sipped and talked. He was a lovely conversationalist. He spoke with honesty and wasn’t afraid to ask uncomfortable questions. He didn’t seem shy, but he wasn’t a cocky asshole either. We both admitted that we don’t drink much, but agreed sometimes it’s necessary to calm the nerves.
After what I think must have been half an hour, he paid for our drinks and we agreed to go to his car. As soon as we were both seated, but before I could manage to buckle my seatbelt, he leaned over and kissed me. It took me by surprise. The kiss was forceful but happy, if that makes sense. When he pulled his face away he chuckled and while starting the ignition said “sorry I was just too excited to do that.”
We drove around, partially aimlessly, but with an eventual destination he had in mind. He parked next to a patch of trees and stepped out of the car. I followed suit, and he led us down a path to an overlook. From where we stood you could see various points of the city, all shining with different colors in the black sky. It was beautiful. We switched back and forth between making out with our hands all over each other and just standing there admiring the view. He mentioned that he had wanted to share this view with someone for years.
After a while we walked back up the path to a gazebo. I think we were in some sort of park, but it was too dark to really tell. He sat down on a bench. I was a few strides behind him, but once I caught up I walked up and straddled him. We kissed like this and he reached under my dress. To get more comfortable I got off of his lap and sat down on the bench myself. He got down on his knees in front of me and spread my thighs apart. He made out with my pussy for a bit, and I also remember blowing him here. Soon, however, a noise in the bushes startled us and we scurried back to the car.
This time he drove with more intensity. We had unfinished business and we needed a place to do it. He pulled into a different park’s lot. There were no cars or homes in sight, so we felt safer here. We moved to the back seat. Immediately our faces met and I struggled to take off my dress as quickly as the moment required. He fingered me while we made out, his mouth occasionally moving to my breasts, pushing my bralette aside. (I was very impressed with how spacious his sedan was, since I’m not a tiny woman.)
Once my clit was too sensitive to be touched anymore, I adjusted my body so my head was over his lap. I took his cock and drooled some of my spit on the tip. Then I used my tongue to spread the wetness around the shaft. I blew him and enjoyed his flavor. Eventually we got spooked by a light off in the distance. We put our clothes on, which was quite a feat in the small space, and I remember being in awe of how foggy the windows had gotten as I climbed into the front passenger seat again. He drove me to my car and I drove home. I slept great that night.
We had talked, both in the car and over text later, about meeting up again. We planned on getting high and actually having sex, since we never got to that night. It never happened though, and I stopped hearing from him after a few weeks. I think he started seeing someone exclusively. It saddens me, because we had really connected quite well, but in the end I am just happy to tell the tale of our encounter. I hope you all enjoy hearing it, and if you’re hungry for more, check out the stories of my [fourth](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/75r2dn/mf_i_needed_this_badly/?st=J9JHE3S4&sh=d26fa747) and [fifth](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/79tfbz/fm_sweet_and_simple/?st=J9JHF4EE&sh=dbbeefc6) Reddit hookups.
Stay tuned for my next story, which will be about my first ever Reddit hookup. ??
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7ahkpy/fm_i_love_when_the_car_windows_get_foggy