I wanted to share another OKCupid success story [my last one is here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7lqc0n/mf_lets_meet_right_now/).
After messing around on the site for a few months, I’d gotten a good rhythm down. I knew the type of profile that would likely be most receptive to what I was offering (a one time, somewhat anonymous hookup), and I was starting to get enough incoming messages so that I could be a bit selective.
Still though, when I saw someone that caught my eye, I wasn’t shy about messaging first.
In this case, that someone was a tomboyish 24 year old Asian woman, who lived about 3 miles from where I was. On the surface, there wasn’t anything particularly remarkable about her, but she seemed normal on the outside, and based on our 98% match in the “sex” category, I guessed that she probably had a freaky streak under that vanilla exterior.
As it happened, I was right. And after a couple of routine messages on OkCupid, we realized we were both looking for a hookup (and nothing else), so we shifted over to Kik to swap photos and talk a bit more fluidly.
We started talking about sexual likes and dislikes, and it wasn’t long before she was asking to see the goods, and I told her “I’ll send one, and if you say ‘more’, I’ll keep sending”.
[I sent pic one](https://www.erome.com/i/u880vlDU).
“more”
[I sent pic two](https://www.erome.com/i/iKMJIpQA).
“more”
[I sent pic three](https://www.erome.com/i/Z3eA7t2f).
“more”
And we kept going like this for maybe five more photos, before I asked her “do you want to just have a closer look in person?”
She quickly replied “yes”, and we got down to the logistical bits, figuring out when and where we’d meet, and the rules of our encounter.
We ultimately decided that we’d meet at a hotel near where we lived. No names, no small talk. Just straight to it, and when we were done, we’d go our separate ways.
Two days later, on a chilly Wednesday evening, I found myself sucking down gin and tonics at the hotel bar, calming my nerves, while getting the occasional text update on her progress to the location. She was in an Uber, getting closer and closer, and then the text that made my heart start beating 100 miles per hour.
“I’m here. Where are you?”
I responded by telling her I was by the bar, and as soon as I had hit “send”, I saw her walking towards me. As she had been in her photos, she was dressed super casually. Hooded sweatshirt, jeans, sneakers, and a messenger bag slung over her shoulder. She was barely 5 feet, maybe 100 pounds, and her floppy hair and glasses (along with the rest of the look), made her seem like she’d just walked out of class at the local university.
There was something about the relaxed, not-trying-too-hard vibe that was a real turn on though.
She walked up and said “hey”, to which I responded “hey”. We’d agreed to keep it as anonymous as possible, so I flashed the room key to her and said “do you want to do this?”, while motioning towards the elevator bank. She gave a quick “yes”, and turned towards the elevator.
The way up to the 5th floor felt like an eternity, and as the doors parted, we hustled the 20 yards or so to the room. I fumbled the key into the door, and in we went.
She tossed her bag on the bed, and turned back to face me. I never know how to deal with these moments, so I decided to just go for it. I grabbed her around the waist and kissed her deeply on the mouth. She met my enthusiasm and soon tongues were swirling and hands roaming. We made out ferociously for a few minutes, my hands grabbing her ass over her jeans, my heart beating faster and faster, breathing from both of us increasing.
Ultimately, we broke apart, and she took off her sweatshirt, and kicked off her sneakers and socks, before laying back on the bed. My shoes and socks came off too, and I climbed on top of her, kissing down her neck and collar bone, sliding the strap of her tank top off and making my way down her shoulder.
I pulled back for a moment and sat up, unbuttoning my shirt and tossing it to the floor, as she did the same with her tank top and bra, exposing the exquisite breasts she’d been hiding under her baggy clothing.
I was back on top of her an an instant, taking her perky nipples into my mouth one at a time as she moaned softly, kissing around her breasts and down by her belly. With each moment, my cock was getting harder and harder, straining against the fabric of my pants.
I pulled back once again, and unbuttoned my jeans, sliding them down and off. The head of my cock pushing the front of my boxer briefs out as far as they could stretch.
As I stood in front of her, she rocked back and lifted her legs, sliding her own jeans off. I couldn’t take my eyes off her, and as she shimmied her pants off, I realized she had no underwear on.
Her pussy was perfectly bare, and her little lips were just puffed out with a glisten of moisture visible between. I couldn’t help myself, and I dove right in. With one hand under each of her thighs, I lifted and spread her legs, burying my tongue in her warm slit. It was so sticky and sweet…and I worked methodically, running my tongue around her clit, between her swollen lips, and down around her perfect little asshole – which was so tight, I could barely even push the tip of my tongue inside.
After several minutes between her smooth thighs, she pulled me back up for a deep kiss on the mouth. She told me that she wasn’t likely to orgasm the first time she was with a new guy like this, but that she was enjoying herself. Then she looked me right in the eye and said “I want your dick in my mouth”.
I didn’t need to be asked twice, and within seconds, my boxer briefs were off, and I was up on the bed, straddling her chest, while she took me in her hungry mouth.
The pace and energy was intense, as she slobbered all over the head of my cock, saliva everywhere. And I don’t recall the last time I got a blowjob in this position, but it was amazing. I was in total control, and she loved it (she’d mentioned being submissive). I used the position to tease her, holding my cock just out of her reach, making her lunge for it with her tongue, and then feeding it to her. And every minute or so, I’d pull out and position my balls just over her mouth, letting her wrap her warm lips around them, while my hot shaft laid across her face, precum dripping onto her skin by the corner of her eye.
Knowing I couldn’t take it much longer, I got up to grab a condom. She had already told me she loved being fucked doggy style, and without my even asking, she was already on all fours by the time I had slid the condom on.
Again, I wasted no time, and slid right into her waiting pussy, driving my entire length into her, my balls pushing against her spread lips as the head reached deep up inside of her.
She buried her head in the pillow, I pinned one arm behind her back and started thrusting. Slow at first and then faster and faster. She was so tight, and I could feel every ridge of her vagina sliding along the shaft of my cock as I moved in and out of her.
I let her arm go, and moved both hands to her ass, one on each cheek spreading her as I picked up the pace. The visuals (her creaminess building around my shaft), the smells (her sweat, her pussy, her ass), the feeling (her grip on my cock) were all too much, and on one of my deepest thrusts in, I exploded inside of her, flooding the condom with four ropes of thick, hot cum.
Out of breath, I slowly withdrew, careful to not let anything spill from the condom, before tossing it into the trash by the nightstand.
She lay face down on the bed for a few minutes while I got dressed, before rising to do the same.
And with barely a word, she slipped out the door and presumably down to the lobby and back out into he world. We never spoke or saw one another again…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7qeskk/no_names_just_sex_m35_f24
How can you tell from someone’s profile on who will be the most receptive?