(A few people PM’d asking if I had any other stories and if I’d post them. This is one I used to share privately. It’s about a year old by now. Sadly, it doesn’t come with pics ;)
A few months back, I posted a couple photos of myself on Reddit, then got a message from a girl who lived in the South. We got to chatting and it turned out she lived in a city with a famous aquarium. I was going to be in the region a couple weeks later, so I swung by her hometown to see the fish and hang out for a little. We hit it off and, well, the details of that trip are for another post.
We texted for a while, but eventually lost touch — until Friday, when I got a message from her saying she was flying into Burbank at 5 pm for a meeting that night, and could I give her a ride to her hotel from the airport. I told her I would. But instead of fighting the traffic on my own, I decided to take an Uber. The SUV rolled up to the curb. I jumped out and gave her a hug, but kept it really friendly. I could tell it caught her off guard. The last time we’d seen each other, I was fucking her from behind against the floor-to-ceiling windows of my hotel room, while the people twenty-seven floors below watched on (not to mention the office workers in the buildings across the way). We got in the car, and I made sure to sit her being the driver. We made small talk for a while, then I asked her about her business trip. She started going on and on about the project she was working on, and I pretended to listen. Then suddenly, without warning, I put my hand on her leg. Her voice quivered for a minute, but I smiled and she knew to keep talking. The more she spoke, the higher I ran my hand up her thigh, until finally I was reaching under her romper and feeling how wet she was. She was nervous and stopped talking, so I filled the silence. Instead of talking to her, though, I engaged the driver, asking about his day; he was oblivious to the fact that I was rubbing her clit behind him. When I could tell she was getting closer to coming, I shifted the conversation back to her, catching her off guard. When she finally started to speak… I slid my fingers inside her. The feeling was so overwhelming she started coughing — I couldn’t help but laugh. I played with her pussy for a little longer, then licked my fingers. Finally, I took out my phone and texted her how great she tasted. We spent the rest of the trip conversing with the driver while secretly texting each other all the ways we were going to fuck each other when we got to the hotel…
By the time we got to the hotel, we were both aching for it. She checked in quickly, and when the front desk guy asked how many keys she wanted, I was quick to say two. I carried her bag to the elevator — her room was on the 12th floor — and I was about to start kissing her when an older couple stepped onto the elevator. Bad luck. They were going to the 10th floor. The ride up was agonizing. She reached over and ran her hand over the bulge in my jeans while the older couple chatted about their dinner plans, and how their nephew told them the restaurant they were going to was really good. Finally the stepped off on 10. I wished them a good night, then hit “door closed” and pinned K to the wall, kissing her deeply, my tongue crashing against hers in her mouth, my hands feeling her up over her clothes.
The door opened and a family was waiting outside. We smiled politely and rushed to her room, laughing along the way. The stupid key card wasn’t working and I wanted to kick the door in. Finally the light turned green and the lock unwound. We entered and slammed the door shut behind us. The romper was on the floor a moment later, along with my shirt. She dropped to her knees and undid my button fly. My cock was already hard and she didn’t waste any time — she took me in her mouth right away, attacking it, doing that thing I love, where she keeps her eyes locked on mine while she takes me all the way down, until I’m in her throat and she has to gag, so she pulls me out of her mouth and spits a glob of saliva onto my shaft, stroking it while she catches her breath. She dared me to come but I knew she had to go to dinner, so we weren’t going to wait for me to bounce back.
Instead I picked her up (she’s 5’3 and maybe 110 pounds, I’m 6’2”) and then threw her onto the bed. I slid a condom on in record time, then slid inside her from behind.
We don’t have time, she said.
Just fuck me.
Harder.
So I did. I grabbed her hips and pulled her toward me, slamming into her with ever thrust.
I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back, whispered into her ear. Asked is this was hard enough. Fucking god, she said. Don’t stop. Fucking me.
I could feel my lungs burning — I was already out of breath — but I didn’t want to slow down.
Rub your clit, I said. While I fuck you.
Come for me. Be a good girl.
She did. While I kept slamming into her from behind. She rubbed her pussy fast and hard, and soon her legs buckled in orgasm. I followed soon after, coming deep inside her. I nearly passed out on top of her from exhaustion. I rolled over.
She made fun of me, how sweaty I was.
She said she didn’t know how that could happen so quickly.
I told her of course I was sweating, I was the one who did all the work.
She got up and said she had to shower, that she had to get ready for dinner.
Said it was nice to see me.
Said she wished I wasn’t wearing a condom, so she could feel it. And would I come back later?
I looked at her for a beat. Her eyes, big and beaming. I know she doesn’t want much from me — there are people you meet online who become the real thing, and then others who are just a real fun; the fact that I hadn’t heard from her in months speaks volumes… but damn if she isn’t a great time.
I told her, if you’re lucky, maybe I will.
After all, I still have a key.
I just might come back tomorrow.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7my6h8/there_are_people_you_meet_mf