Back when people used to fly all the time, and I was working for a company who was kind of global, in that they had offices everywhere but not enough talent to make any of them really work. What that meant was that it wasn’t really THAT surprised when I got the message over the Christmas holiday that I was DESPERATELY needed in China to make a diving save on a project. I even pleasantly surprised my CEO by taking it up without even much of a complaint, even though I was visiting family back in the states at the time, though he was confused that I decided to fly through Newark to go Beijing. But he didn’t complain, he just needed someone to make the project happen.
What he didn’t know was that I was in my fifth week of a scorching hot flirtation with someone from Reddit by the name of, let’s say, Colleen. I had responded to one of her posts looking for someone to have an affair with, and we had clicked almost instantly. It was one of those connections where it was kind of fun over Reddit DMs, and the more immediate and closer the communication, the more fun it got. We progressed from Reddit, to kik, to phone calls, and every step the connection got only more intense and vibrant. She was wickedly intelligent, had a nice voice, and a very delightfully twisted sense of kink. We turned each other on intensely, and she even came for me in her office on the phone. We knew we HAD to find a way to make this real, even though she was in New Jersey and I was in Switzerland.
Which made being told to go to China while I was in the US just oh-so-convenient.
And wouldn’t you know it, I made sure I had a really long layover between my connection and my flight out. Newark’s a big airport, you know. Can’t just make that change in a mere three hours. But, as luck would have it, Colleen was just *delighted* to help navigate the airport, and even willing to entertain me for a bit. Of course, once we talked about it, she made it clear that perhaps I overshot on how much time I needed to make the transfer, but if I wanted, she’d be happy to pick me up and we could go chat somewhere to get to know each other. I decided to accept my good fortune and enjoy a layover with some company.
I might be a lucky man, but these things don’t just happen. You have to *make* your own luck.
My flight from the South landed early, and I made my way out to the meeting area, where I found myself waiting about five minutes for Colleen to arrive. She got out and was wearing a blue silk shirt and skirt – her nice professional look, but definitely not warm enough for the weather. Colleen was about 5’7″, with dark, curly hair and a Pilates body. She opened her car’s trunk so I could stow my luggage. She stood next to me as I did, and as soon as the luggage was in the trunk she pulled my head down and kissed me hard. I was surprised, but happy, as my hand went to her waist to pull against me in the cold. I could feel through her blouse she had no bra. The kiss went for ten seconds, and then she broke it. “Let’s get in the car.”
I went around to the passenger side and she drove to one of the satellite lots that was barely even a tenth full we settled on a space on the second level, but facing traffic so we wouldn’t be snuck up on. She leaned over and started kissing me again, and I reciprocated, my hand sliding over the silk on her otherwise bare breast. She moaned softly and started working on my pants, and I had an idea. I started opening my trousers and pushing them down with my underwear as I told her to give me her phone, and start the voice note app.
As she did, I laid the seat back and took her phone and started talking. I began with a short description of what was happening and gasped when her cool lips hit the skin of my cock. I quickly surged to full hardness in her mouth as her head bobbed up and down, and I kept describing everything she did, as my voice went more and more into moans instead of words. At what I would later see to be the 4:16 mark I told her I was cumming, and her mouth slid back to the tip as she caught every last bit of my cum, before leaning back up and kissing me deeply with her mouth still full of my DNA (this was something that had featured in several of our fantasies). We kissed through the saltiness as we both slowly swallowed it, then heard a car coming. We quickly made ourselves look innocent, and she decided to drive up to a different spot higher up.
We resumed making out almost instantly, the small talk while we moved so obviously superfluous, and I put my hand to work between her legs. As my fingers pulled her lacy underwear aside, I noticed that the tiny bit of fabric was already well soaked, so I pressed my well-manicured finger inside her. (Important tip guys – always keep your nails short and filed if you are going to be using them inside) There are times you get to this point and you are just thinking about her pleasure. This was a different time – this time I had a finger inside and I instantly wanted to fuck her. It wasn’t that it was some sort of super tightness or anything like that, it was just the sense of how I would fit, and that everything would feel just right. This matters, because I actually blurted the words, “Oh my god, it would be so great to fuck you.”
It wasn’t classy, but Colleen liked it. When I said it, I said it with the thought of “I would be great, but it’s a shame we are in the midsized car with a back seat full of junk, we’ll just have to do it next time.” Colleen was not so easily deterred. She laid my seat back down, and pushed my never-really-zipped-back-up trousers down. In a flash, she climbed across the console until she was on my seat on top of me. We kept making out as I tried to unbutton her blouse when I suddenly felt her warmth envelope me. She really did fit me perfectly.
“How did you do that?” I asked. Really, my dirty talk game was *off*.
“When I want something I am nimbllllllle.” she purred as she started to move on top of me. With my first orgasm out of the way, this was all about her. She ground her hips on me, and I licked my thumb before working into the tight space between our bodies as she rubbed her clitoris on it. She started grinding on my thumb with my erection fully inside her, and her knowledge of her own body brought an orgasm forth quickly. She came, shivering on me, and then kept going. She pulled my hand away from our bodies, and breathed, “your turn.” She kept working my length up and down, clamping her muscles down on me. I never had a chance to do anything but what she wanted, and soon I was pulsing again, filling her up as she made sure to sit all the way down on my and catch it all.
We sat like that a few minutes, my slowly softening erection buried inside her, her partly unbuttoned blouse with my hands inside caressing her small breasts. it was lovely to be together like that, all too annoying when my phone’s alarm warned us it was time to drop me off. How the time had passed so quickly I don’t know. Colleen climbed over to her seat and then her face lit up. She lifted her skirt a little and slid her panties down her legs, handing them to me. I happily pocketed them, looking forward for that visceral reminder of how nice it was before I went to China.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lkkptb/in_the_before_times_i_met_a_person_on_reddit_and
Yowza. That is smoking hot! ?
Great job recounting a seriously sexy story.
I also refer to them as “the before times”
Very hot she got you to cum inside her! Have you met up with her since?