At last, the story of my first Reddit hookup. If youâve been following along, youâll notice that I skipped the second one. Itâs best that way. That hookup wasnât very good. Take my word for it. But the first, however, was something special indeed. Also, in case youâre new, Iâm a 22-year-old female. The man in this encounter is in his late 20s, if I remember correctly.
I was housesitting and had the place all to myself for the weekend. Iâm not sure how long we had been messaging beforehand, my memory has faded as the months have passed, but Iâm guessing a few days or so. Normally I would prefer to talk to someone for a while longer before inviting them over, especially to a house that isnât mine, but I was horny, lonely, and excited to put his borderline-famous Reddit reputation to the test.
I texted him the address, told him that the door would be unlocked, and then I poured myself a drink. I sipped and waited. Sipped and waited. After about fifteen minutes I heard the door open. I made my way to the foyer to meet him. We hugged hello before taking in each otherâs appearances. I said âlet me show you aroundâ and started leading him into the house, but before I could take more than three steps he grabbed me by my arm and spun me around. He pushed me against the wall and said âhold on,â then proceeded to kiss me. Not a light peck, but a deep, slow, passionate kiss. I suppose thatâs how you truly get introduced to somebody.
After breaking apart I had to catch my breath and take a second to put my feet back on earth. Then I took his hand and led him into the kitchen. âCan I make you a drink?â âThatâs a good idea!â I gave him his drink and we made our way to the sofa. We sat, drank, and talked for a few minutes, but honestly thatâs all a blur because the next thing I remember is kissing him. We made out passionately, the kind where somehow I ended up underneath him with my clothes all twisted. He ran his hands up my legs, caressing my skin. He thought my harem jumpsuit, which looks like [this](http://rue21.scene7.com/is/image/rue21/product-image?$thumb$&$hideText=1&$hideBlueBanner=1&$hideRedBanner=1&DefaultImage=rue21/Img_Not_Avail&$src=7230_001185_0008469_0001_m), was a dress, however, and got confused when the fabric wouldnât let him simply reach under and upwards. I tried to whisper between kisses, âitâs not a dress, letâs go upstairs.â
He followed me across the main floor, up the stairs, and to the back bedroom. I already had the lights dimmed and music playing on a speaker. We stood, facing each other, next to the bed. He started to say something which sounded like smalltalk, but when he noticed that I had taken my jumpsuit off he stuttered. âWell I canât concentrate on anything else now,â he said with a giggle. He gently pushed my shoulders onto the bed and climbed on top of me, his hands sliding into the correct places to pick up from where we left off downstairs.
As I mentioned earlier, I donât remember all the sexy details. I think he ate me out and fingered me before I gave him head. Then, while he was on his back, I gave him my sleeping mask which had been on the shelf behind us. âPut this on.â Once he was blindfolded I reached one leg over his hips to straddle him. I put one of my hands in his, which was up by his head, and used my other hand to guide his dick into me, slowly lowering myself onto him. I pressed his hands into the bed while I rode him until my thighs started hurting.
I climbed off of him and let him take the sleeping mask off. We kept fucking, first him on top of me and then with me on my hands and knees. He eventually came, and proceeded to finger me again. This time he used a different technique, putting much more pressure upwards. He took his time and I didnât feel like I was in a rush to orgasm. His hands were patient but eager. I could sense that he knew what he was doing, and he knew that a good female orgasm often takes time and effort. Whenever my body squirmed, his hands followed without missing a beat. He was intent on making me cum even if his arm fell off. Eventually I started to feel a buildup inside of me. I watch porn and I read sex articles and stories so I knew what it was, but I had personally never squirted before. The feeling became greater and greater. He knew that my body movements meant âDonât stop! Keep doing exactly what youâre doing!!â so he maintained the pace and motion of his fingers inside me. For some reason I freaked out. I couldnât let it happen. I moved my body away and didnât let his hands come with this time. I instantly regretted it. I was so lucky to have found a man who would spend an entire hour just pleasing me to the point where I was about to fucking squirt, and I fucking blew it. I guess I chickened out at the fear of the unknown or whatever. Ugh. Itâs been a few months and Iâm still mad at myself for it.
We ended up fucking again. This man is blessed with the ability to return for the next round almost immediately after finishing the last one. Once he came this time, we put our clothes on and headed downstairs. I think we sat on the sofa again and talked. Eventually I walked him out. And thatâs that.
It was honestly an evening of pure and utter bliss. The entire encounter lasted three hours, most of it spent naked. Itâs too bad we stopped talking shortly after, because I was really excited to meet again and let him make me squirt. I thought we had good chemistry, but maybe that feeling wasnât mutual. As I said in my last post, Iâm just happy to have the experience. And for my first Reddit encounter this was more than I could have hoped for. Iâd also like to note that I was very, very sore the next day. But in a good way.
Now that Iâve recounted each of my Reddit hookups to you all, minus the one that isnât worth a story, I look forward to having and sharing more in the future. ?
(Edited to include link to what a harem jumpsuit looks like, since I guess most men arenât familiar with these things.)
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7bgtxs/my_first_reddit_hookup_two_and_a_half_hours_of
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