Hello there!
So this is a long time lurker, first time poster… (aren’t we just the best)
A short while ago I found some sexcess via reddit, and after some deliberation have decided to give JK Rowling a run for her money and write that mother up.
About me. I’m tall. Curvy but in proportion (depending on the amount of runs done and pizza eaten that month) Some have said pretty (Some have said very pretty). Brown hair. Green eyes. Anyway, I posted on RAOMD and after thinking myself certifiably insane for doing so (a lot of the responses to my post kind of justified my assumption at the time), I got chatting to one guy. Long story short we didn’t end up meeting for around about a year due to cancellations, and god knows what else (to be honest there was a time I thought he was a catfish and I’m sure this was vice versa, and there was also a long time I thought it just wasn’t going to happen and we would remain erotic penpals until we were in our respective nursing homes). In that time we had shared our kinky little fantasies, furiously masturbated with one another on multiple occasions, and conversed enough we were confident enough that the other wasn’t too mental (but fully appreciating that the whole scenario was a bit odd).
Game night.
We booked a reasonable hotel in London (found out we got an upgrade on check in – bonus) and agreed to meet in the pub. I missed a stop on the tube because of nerves but eventually arrived, a bit flustered, but thankfully he was handsome, sane and a little bit nervous too. Drinks were drank, small talk was had, I noticed him trying to hide the bulge in his trousers and when he asked “Hotel?” I nodded, downed the rest of my gin and off we went.
I’ll be honest, it wasn’t one of those crashing into the wall as soon as we arrived to the room that you often read on here. There was more polite small talk, taking off of big coats and layers (it was the end of winter in the UK) and laughing at the futile upgrade. However, once all the admin had been achieved, I do recall a look of when we both sat on the bed that could only be answered with a long hard kiss and lots of immediate groping.
He was a good kisser, and with our original meeting coming via RAOMD he wasted no time in removing the rest of my clothes and getting to my pussy via playing with my larger than average tits. My pussy had been soaked in anticipation since approx. 7am that morning and he did not disappoint. I’d assumed he would be good from the messages, but damn ladies he was great. Get involved if you can. Good pressure… knowing when to mix it up… I came. After my shudders calmed down he kissed me and asked what I wanted to do.
“Fuck”
And that we did. Now this was some time ago so I am unable to provide a blow by blow – my leg was this 75 degree angle and his cock was moving at 20 miles an hour kind of information. However i can affirm that his cock was incredibly hard and filled and stretched my tight pussy. Best of all he knew what he was doing with it. He flipped me over so he could spank me (a firm favourite of mine) and eventually told me he was cumming and wanted to cum on my tits. after pulling off the condom he shot streams of hot cum somewhere on my stomach (it never goes to plan in the heat of the moment).
We spent some time in the shower getting clean and dirty again. He apparently recalls my nipples stiffening under the water. I recall nearly falling over as he fingered me to another orgasm. I remember taking his cock into my mouth as I knelt before him. Licking his shaft. Sucking the tip. We decided to go back to the bed.
I was sucking him off, playing with his balls when he asked if he could lick me out again. After making me cum with my mouth jammed to his thigh (I’d got too distracted to carry on the 69) I sucked him off good and proper. Employing as many tricks and techniques I could. He unloaded for a second time in my mouth and I swallowed his cum.
Finally he told me to lie back so he could repay the favour and once again I was cumming on his tongue. Legs shaking around his face. Moaning loudly. Breathing heavy.
We’ve chatted since and have attempted to make plans for a second rendezvous which involves stockings and suspender belts and spanking and butt plugs but once again life gets in the way… Not sure it’ll happen but either way inital encounter was a damn good shag. Would recommend.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8xdtbh/mf_finally_writing_up_the_time_i_questioned_my
You write well, you made it long enough to make it interesting, short enough not to loose me in futile details. You are very funny too. I think your story is very credible. If I ever fly to London, I’ll invite you for a beer (I don’t drink gin).
great story! which subreddit did you find each other on?