I met this guy on-line a while back but I don’t remember any of the details: how, when, or why it didn’t work out but I got a new message request and the username felt vaguely familiar and I associated it with that guy I had talked to, but everything else was a blur. I love chatting with random strangers and I kept trying to find someone that I could trust enough to meet up with but that’s not easy to do so I really just keep chatting. This guy stood out though, I kinda knew he was from nearby, I kinda knew he spoke good English and that actually mattered to me; I vaguely remembered that we had some things in common but I didn’t know why we stopped chatting. Was I a snobbish little shit to him? Maybe. Let’s see…
His midnight message read: “Wouldn’t suppose you’d be up and feeling for a conversation?”
I responded when I saw it the next morning: “Where are you from?” I had a feeling he was that guy from close by and I wasn’t going to bother with someone from faraway so I wanted that out of the way before I even said hi. Looking back, it was an ice cold reply and it wasn’t a surprise that he didn’t answer me. I figured it was my lack of enthusiasm that turned him away and I almost passed it off as a dead end but 2 days later he replied and we got to talking.
He sent me his photo and he did look like the guy I had talked to at some point so I asked: have we chatted before? I explained that I felt like we did but it didn’t work out then and I didn’t know why… he thought so too and he said he didn’t know either so we decided to start off fresh.
We chatted and I feel like we really hit off and we agreed to rendezvous the next morning because seeing each other was the only way to tell if we could go any further. Boys and girls, that is always a dumb idea but my gut let me go.. he seemed trustworthy…? Famous last words, I know.
Car sex was the name of the game for this daylight hook-up. I have a spacious car so we got into the back seat and introduced ourselves and my lips were quickly on his to say hello. He had asked me not to wear a bra and I obeyed, he cupped my breast in his hand and quickly pulled my shirt up to begin sucking heavily on my nipple. It was strong and rough like he was hungry for it.
We had picked a quiet little side street in a very quiet part of town, you could almost call it a ghost town on most days but it was 10am on a sunny Saturday so people kept walking around and I think that really distracted us. The fear of being caught was real and palpable.
Our lips met again and I feel like we kissed like we had wanted each other for so long, or maybe we were both just so damn horny. Our breathing was heavy and we were feeling each other out through our clothes. I reached into his shorts and held his hard dick in my hand for the first time while he reached into my panties to feel how wet he had made me–very wet.
“This is the best car sex I’ve had” I uttered without thinking. We hadn’t even had sex yet and he already won that spot in my horny little heart. I wasn’t even thinking anymore, I was losing my mind and as if it wasn’t hard enough to stay sane, he asked me to tell him more about myself while his fingers were dancing in my pussy and his lips were all over mine. I just couldn’t think! I struggled to say things as my mind was consumed by the feeling of his tongue on mine, his soft lips, those fingers dancing around my pussy and his other hand wandering around my breasts.
He pinned me down with one leg to stop me from squirming while he continued to finger my pussy and suck on my nipples and my body shook in absolute orgasmic pleasure. He was sucking so hard on my nipples that I groaned in painful pleasure but I loved it and he knew that I did because he felt how wet my pussy was from all of this. “You’re so wet!”, he kept musing.
I was giving him a handjob while he was at it and I just had to have his dick in my mouth already so in between my heavy breaths, I asked to switch and he gave in. He pulled his shorts down and precum leaked through his snugly fit briefs. I pulled the waistband down to reveal his dick and I wrapped my mouth around it. I sucked him until I gagged, then I sucked some more and more and more. His dick was thick and I loved it. It was the perfect size for me. I licked him up and down and slapped his shaft on my tongue and cheeks while watching him groan from between his legs.
He was just about to eat my pussy but he saw that there was blood in my juices. He got a little too rough fingering me so we took that as our queue to calm down. We’d just have to fuck another time. That didn’t calm me down much but life has a funny way of pacing me.
We made out and he said he’d get my body to calm down before we parted ways but how could I calm down when he kept his hands on my breasts and his lips were still on mine? He slowed his pace down until we were barely moving and our breathing was back to normal. Ahhh, that’s how. “The man knows what he’s doing”, I thought to myself.
A few days passed and we planned to meet up again and, I couldn’t wait! I was so horny and riled up. I needed his dick in my pussy! One more day, just wait one more day, I kept reminding myself.
The night before we planned to meet up again he asked if we could just meet in an hour and I didn’t think twice. I was hoping he’d ask for that. We still planned for car sex and decided on a place that felt safe but also quiet enough for late night sex. I suggested hiding in plain sight.
We both got to the agreed spot near where I live, close to a bank and convenience store, relatively well lit and there were definitely going to be cars passing by. He got into my car again, it was 10pm on a cool night so I turned the car off and climbed into the back seat with him.
Hellos were our lips on each other’s again as he reclined the seat and leaned back and I straddled him while grinding against his crotch. I did not wear panties for this, just some really thin lounge pants that I could easily take off and put back on. We made out as he tried to take my bra off until I just took my top off and let him nibble on my nipples.
My pants were off and I could feel his hard dick with the lips of my pussy and pleaded that he let me have it. He pulled down his shorts but kept his underwear on so I got back to grinding against it and it was driving me insane! I need your dick in my pussy, I begged. He finally took his underwear off and let me slather it with my pussy, just grinding against it. I was losing my mind having my clit experience that pressure and sweet friction directly on his dick. It was already so close but he still wasn’t inside me and I was losing my mind! The build up made me so damn wet and breathless.
“Can I put it in?”, I asked with longing. The condoms were with him and we had talked about contraception before and agreed we would use condoms for protection. “Just a little bit before I put on the condom, I want to feel you first”. Boys and girls, wear protection. I was thinking about it, but I didn’t stop grinding against him. This guy is a complete stranger that I’ve only met once so this was not how it is supposed to be done. When we talked about this I had explained that I had a 5 sexcapade rule, glove up until the 5th and if we make it that far we can discuss going bare but it will have to be exclusive because I don’t want to worry about STDs or babies from multiple partners. He actually agreed to that and that was the plan but we’ve come to realize that we become stupid when we’re together and my horny heart felt safe with this stranger. He said that he hadn’t had sex since March of the previous year, I oddly trusted him and figured, we’re both probably clean…? I tend to make stupid decisions when I’m horny so I gave consent. “Put it in”, I said exhausted from my argument with myself.
I finally let him guide himself into my pussy and his thick dick filled it snugly. I rode his dick with long strokes to feel his length as I tightened my pussy to squeeze him while we kept kissing and catching our breath. It felt so damn good, this was exactly where I wanted to be and the risk to go bare was actually paying off even if I still thought of myself as a reckless idiot. The feeling of his shaft against the walls of my pussy is burned into my memory and I can’t get enough of it.
He probably felt the same as he asked me to lay down so that he could get on top and mount me missionary style. He pinned me down and thrust his dick in and out of me, I moaned in so much pleasure. The pressure his pelvis put on mine made his shaft rub against a different side of my pussy and I just kept squeezing his dick with those pussy walls. It was already a snug fit and the squeezing was too much for him so he asked me to stop because he’d cum too quickly if I kept squeezing. He wasn’t ready to finish. He fucked me until he got tired and we just laid next to each other catching our breath. I opened a door to let some air in and the cool air felt amazing against our warm, sweat drenched skin.
I wanted more of him so I began sucking his dick while he rested. I loved the taste of my juices mixed with his. It was sex as sex was intended to be had.
I closed the door so that no one outside could hear me moan. I leaned in to kiss him then I straddled him again and rode his dick in the long slow strokes that I was learning he liked. My breasts were in his face and he sucked on my nipples as I pulled back and forth from him in long and deliberate slow strokes while using my kegel skills to squeeze on his dick.
The car was getting so steamy and it was getting hard to breathe so I opened the door again to let air in and give us cool air to breathe.
I asked him if he could eat my pussy and he quickly agreed so he had me lay down, he positioned himself between my thighs and got to work, I was screaming in pleasure! He sucked on my clit with his fingers carefully dancing inside me. My thighs tightened around his head as I had wave after wave of orgasms pass. My body was shaking all over. “This is what I missed out on last time, shit!”, I half-shouted as my legs continued to shake uncontrollably.
I rode him again and told him that I just had to squeeze him with my pussy. I couldn’t help it anymore, he agreed and I rode him harder this time and we both moaned in pleasure. He was writhing beneathe me as I fucked his dick as hard as I could. I pulled away as far back as as possible without him popping out then I dropped back down to force him deep inside me. His head kept arching back and his eyes were fluttering, heck his legs were even shaking as I was pumping him with my pussy. I just stared at him enjoying the fuck thinking I could do this all night but he quickly asked me to get off as he was about to cum. I heard him but I didn’t want to get off —I knew I had to though and as much as I would have loved to stay right there, I knew I couldn’t have him in the carnal ways I had dreamt of so I hurriedly slid off and got on my knees with my lips darting straight to his dick to swallow every drop of cum he shot out. He came buckets into my mouth. He used both hands his to hold my head in place and face fuck me for his pleasure. I licked up every drop and snuggled up next to him with a deep breath.
I kissed him to thank him for the incredible sex. The car windows were fogged up and our bodies radiated so much heat that it warmed the cool January night and even if I wanted to just keep going, I knew we had to go. We laid there for a while to talk and said our goodbyes. This was the start of an incredible adventure and I hoped that I would see him again very soon.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lw1b8x/fm_found_a_redditor_from_nearby
What a great story! Thank you for that.
Did you ever see him again?