[MF] Reuniting with a Fellow Redditor in Philadelphia

Hi there. I’m not sure if I can post my little story here, but I’ll try. This is the story of a second meetup I had with a fellow redditor. The story about our first meetup can be found in my post history. I’ll admit that it’s probably not ‘wild’ enough for most, but it’s the most wild I’ve been in a while. My story is rather long, but I hope you stick around to give it a read.

..Sex and Sentimentality..
I hate that I am so sentimental. I wish I was like most people, who hang on to mushy memories, but, I am sentimental and I will probably always be sentimental. It’s mostly nostalgia and it comes out in a lot of my writing and journaling and, sometimes, discussions with people. I catch myself doing it at work constantly. It’s the old soul in me…

Who knew reddit could make me sentimental, but it has. Two people living hundreds of miles away meet in a common location and have a sexual encounter that is loads of fun. All due to a nsfw subreddit. We have completely different background and would probably never have met otherwise. It’s pretty amazing and makes me feel a little gooey inside.

Speaking of gooey, this whole experience was literally gooey. I got so wet at all stages of this meetup. Oof.

I spent most of the pandemic alone. Lots of solo play, which is always fun. I got used to giving myself two or three orgasms on some nights. But I missed human interaction as many of you did. Yeah, I did see a couple of friends, but I was always trying to be careful. I wanted to limit exposure to protect my loved ones. I didn’t want to endanger anyone all because I was horny. 

Anyway, my thoughts would bring me to past encounters and my only RAOBJ from last year would come to mind often. I loved petting myself while I listened to the audio from my last post. I would play and rewind and play and rewind to sync my orgasm to the orgasm of my partner in the audio. This usually happened late at night and would help me sleep. It sounds really pathetic lol, but these are the struggles of a lonely girl. 

Sometimes he would visit my dreams. That was weird and pathetic too, lol. I’d reach out from time to time to ensure he was still alive during the pandemic. He was. I didn’t have high hopes of meeting again. I thought what had happened was a fluke. It was too good to happen again. Other things took over my mind and we’d say hi, send a dirty note or pic, here and there. On one of these occasions, he expressed that he may be coming back to town but he wasn’t sure. I didn’t hang my hat on this and went about my lonely life. Another old flame and I started things back up and eventually that relationship and my work schedule took over my thoughts. 

So, it was a bit of a surprise when he messaged me recently that he was flying over on short notice and asked if I wanted to meetup during his visit. The stars had actually aligned: no period this week, work was busy, but manageable, no previous commitments. 

So we planned again to meet one night while he was in town. We chatted a bit and both of us were excited to meet up again. 

It was a Wednesday, the day after the Ides of June, the weather was beautiful at 79°F, not very humid. I was nervous as can be. I kept my cool driving into philly. It had been a while since I drove into Center City and I forgot how terrible the drivers are in philly.

I was a bit late and I went to the wrong hotel at first. Ah! I was a mess! He found me and we had a little hug. Me: still nervous and embarrassed (lol). He was so nice about me being an idiot. He looked great, his smile was perfection.

We got to his room. It was really nice and had a partial view of Independence Hall which was really cool. He even rattled off a few nerdy facts about the structure which was so sexy. I nervously paced around, ate some snacks, sipped some tea and we did a little catching up. I showed him my luggage: a vibrator, an extra pair of panties, lube and baby wipes (for cleanup). Of these items, the baby wipes got the most use from the evening. He was so chill and easy going. I feigned a cool demeanor while having butterflies. I was most definitely awkward but trying to keep it together. I remember talking about the interesting shower door in his hotel shower, haha. We talked about work, religion and my writing process. He told me that he re-read my last success post about him earlier in the day – I thought that was cute. I didn’t admit that I re-read the post the night before. Enough sentimentality, now let’s get down to sex.

(The sequencing of some of the below is a bit off. He fucked my brains out so thoroughly – I can barely remember the order of events, sorry.)

I will pause here to share some pics and the audio to some of our fun…

[Pics](https://imgur.com/a/UPD89gW)

[Audio](https://soundgasm.net/u/Bottle4you/Reuniting-with-a-Fellow-Redditor-in-Philadelphia-RAOBJ-ubottle4you-uAnonymous_Bull)

We didn’t have a lot of time. It was already pretty late and we both had to be up early and I couldn’t stay the night. He brought out some lotion and rubbed my feet on the couch. Seriously. This guy is so fucking nice, I was in awe and mortified at the same time, haha. I remember trying to press down on his cock with my feet as he held them in his lap. My feet are dumb, so my effort was feeble. He eventually stopped rubbing my feet and kneeled in front of me and we started kissing. Ugh. My body was like mush and tense at the same time while we kissed. I was trying hard not to moan in ecstasy from the kissing. God, it felt so good to kiss this man again. I died while he kissed my chest and neck…so good. All the kissing sent electric shocks to my pussy. 
..Oral for Two..
Eventually, he stood me up and untied my top and undid my bra. He led me over to the bed, where he peeled off my pants and black panties (the same panties I wore on our first meetup – see how sentimental I am?). He laid me down and started devouring my pussy…licking it, sucking on my clit, blowing cool air from his mouth on it, biting my thighs. I was a fucking mess. I couldn’t handle his relentless mouth and fingers. He kept this up for so long. I pulled on his hair and loved the feeling of his hair on my fingers. The scruff on his face felt great down there. I remember glancing down at him and meeting his eyes a few times – I could barely handle this but it was soooo sexy. (FYI: eye contact during cunnilingus is a lot harder for me than eye contact during fellatio.) I had orgasm after orgasm and had to stop him to regain my composure. 

I also stopped him because I wanted my turn to give him pleasure. He came to the side of the bed, his jeans were still on and I felt him and probably said some stuff. I remember his cock felt so good. I unbuckled his belt and he helped remove his jeans. His shorts were blue and I felt him through them. Ughhh. It felt so nice to hold his cock again. He removed his shorts… he had me get on my knees on the floor. While I was kneeling on the floor trying to get access to his cock.  He really quickly tied my hands together, it all happened very fast. I was surprised. I wondered how he did it. He held my tied hands up as I worked on his cock with my mouth, hands-free. It was so nice to kiss it and suck on him again. His cock filled up my mouth and felt so big and hard. I continued sucking on him and trying to figure out how to use just my mouth. It was fun. I finally asked what he tied me up with. He giggled and said they were my panties. I laughed. He used my head to slide my mouth all over his cock. I covered it in my spit and gagged on it a bit. I remember him once tapping down on his pubes and asking me to put my nose there. I downed his cock and tapped my nose on his pubes. That was a fun challenge. He’d take his cock out to give me a break and rest it on my face ugh. I gave his balls attention, tea bagged them a bit (but not enough). His balls are amazing ugh and I wish I had more time with them. I sucked them into my mouth, squeezed on them a little hehe. 

He wasn’t ready to cum and got me on the bed again. With my hands tied, he ate me some more. Several times I tried reaching down with my tied up hands to rub my clit when he’d be at work, and he would slap it away. He licked and fingered me, it was agony and ecstasy. Eventually, I got my hands untied from my panties. I remember holding on to his hair and pulling his ears while he ate me. He would stop and tell me how wet I was and feed me his fingers. Ugh…it was amazing. At some point, he climbed on top of me and straddled my chest and put his cock on my mouth. He teased me with his cock and didn’t let me do much. He went back to work fingering and eating me…more orgasms. We kissed, his face was wet from me and I remember licking his scruff and tasting myself. I was an absolute mess, the sheets were soaked from my sweat and I excused myself to clean up. I didn’t know at the time that we were far from being finished. 
..The Therapy I Needed..
He gave me a break to recover. I think we talked some, but I can’t remember a lot from this interlude. I do remember I begged to suck him and he let me. He was laying back on the bed. I started to reacquaint myself with his sexy cock.  I missed it so much. His cock is so beautiful. I think this is when I asked him if it was ok to record audio and he said yes. I remember getting off the bed to find my phone…

So, I enjoy hearing sex sounds, especially when they involve my partners. Not all guys are into it and I respect that so I don’t get to do it often. People fucking sounds sexy, vocal guys are a huge turn on for me and hearing sounds from me giving head is too. Anyway, I asked him if it was ok. I didn’t expect the recording to top the last one we did and you can hear it for yourself. I linked it above. 
I started sucking his cock while he was lying down. I loved the way it filled my mouth. I stroked it, licked it. You can hear me in the audio asking how much pressure he uses to stroke it. It was a fun time. I wanted to get him to cum but he wanted to do more…we kept recording audio.

Before we met up that night, we chatted about what we wanted out of the night. He was really nice and said he wanted to give me orgasms. I told him that I needed to get fucked and that I needed moan and groan some tension out of me. He remembered this.

He asked me to lie back. He got over me, we kissed and I braced my pussy for his cock. I can’t handle big guys very well and he knows this, so he was very gentle going in. My hand helped guide him in. I winced as his hard cock penetrated me. (It was weird for me to hear this back in the audio.) His cock was soooo filling. It felt unreal. He slowly started fucking me and got into a nice rhythm for me. It felt amazing. I was in a trance and came over and over. I couldn’t stop. He couldn’t stop. I would cum and then have to slow him down before he fucked me into another orgasm. I sound ridiculous in the audio but everything felt great. (He did a good job capturing the audio. Sorry my wet pussy sounds like the demogorgon from stranger things haha.) I did have to get him to slow down after my orgasms so I could recover lol. His energy was endless and you can hear me asking how he is able to do it. I sound like a fucking mess trying to keep up with him. 

His voice is so sexy in the audio. Ugh. The first time I heard it I almost came after the first 20 seconds. His voice is so deep and growly. Ugh. I think he sounds like Batman. So sexy. Maybe he is Batman. He definitely has super sex powers. His voice…ugh.

Anyway, Batman continued to fuck me to oblivion and he multi-tasked slapping my tits, sucking and biting my nipples like an animal. At one point he repeatedly slid his cock over -my slit and clit. It felt lovely. His body was wet with his sweet sweat. I moaned and groaned as he methodically fucked me. I stopped trying to keep myself together, it was not working. He had me turn around and fucked me from behind with his finger in my ass. I watched him wreck me in the mirror beside us. This was the physical therapy I needed after months of endless vibrator use. Haha.

He eventually let me finish him off with a bj. I did an ok job. It was unfair that he could only cum once after he made me come so many times. I really enjoyed the warm cum he filled my mouth with. I licked him clean while he shuddered from his post-climax sensitivity. In the audio you can hear me asking how it feels like for him. Mmm his Batman voice is so sexy.

We both cleaned up and wiped off. We recharged with some snacks. I remember him using the toilet and when he came back I asked him to turn around and show me his butt. He modeled it with a cute wiggle and refused my request to bite it lol. We rested for a bit. He told me the funny story about when he went out to buy condoms. We chatted about our favorite nsfw subreddits, sperm count hpf and other things. He talks nerdy a lot and it is endearing, lol.

He seemed tired and I thought he was done for the night. I was wrong.
..More Fingering and Fucking..
He started fingering my pussy again and I remember cumming. He slowly started fingering my asshole and it felt great. He soon had fingers in both holes and it was my first taste of DP. He fingered me into another orgasm, or two, or three. I can’t remember how many. I was a fucking mess.
More fucking ensued. He held my legs over his shoulders as he drilled his cock deep into my pussy. I remember cumming twice in this position. He fucked me on my side and I remember my head kept hitting the headboard. I didn’t mind it, but he stuffed a pillow on the other side of my head because he didn’t like it. So cute, I laughed to myself,  and was silently thankful. I still don’t understand how he had so much energy to perform this way, but I enjoyed it very much. 

He has this way about him. He is dominant, but very gentlemanly. It’s weird. I felt so respected and at the same time I felt like I was in a porno, getting fucked relentlessly over and over. The fucking finally ended. He finished. On his way to the bathroom he told me that I scream out to god and Jesus a lot despite being an atheist. I know this and laughed. We cleaned ourselves up again.
..Stuffing His Cock in My Mouth Again..
We laid in bed and reflected on the night. He was overheated. I was the opposite, I was freezing and trying to warm up with the thin bed sheet over me and wondering what happened to the blanket. It was sad that the night was almost over. I definitely couldn’t handle anymore. I thought he was done too. We talked quietly. I wondered aloud if he could get hard again and he said that I could try. The challenge excited me. 

He was completely soft. I held his softie in my hand. I asked his softie if he could get hard again. I shook his softie’s head ‘no’ lol. I gave him a few strokes before I took him in my mouth. He was entirely soft in my mouth and it felt really nice. My mouth was stuffed with his entire cock, ugh. His cock was warm and I did my best sucking it and moving my tongue around it. He quickly started to become swollen and hard. (This is probably one of the most exciting things I have ever done.) His cock continued to grow and slowly slid out of my mouth. I could no longer contain all of it. He was big and hard again. (I remember him asking if I read about bjs in a book. I mustered a no, haha.) He started to rub my pussy and I wasn’t having it. I kept him away by wrapping myself in the bedsheet. I didn’t want distractions. He distracted himself by taking some pictures. I even snapped one of his wet cock hehe. I continued to enjoy sucking him without distraction. I tried out rubbing my hair on his balls while I sucked. I did read about this somewhere, but I forgot to ask if it felt good for him. I sucked him to another orgasm and licked his cock clean. He recorded the end of his bj. Unfortunately, I am not savvy enough to edit out my face to post it for consumption. 

Our fun was finally over. We packed a lot of fun into a few short hours. It went by too quickly. It was late and I had to drive back home. We said our goodbyes. 

On the drive home to NJ I relived parts of the night in my head. I didn’t even realize that I was driving in silence for the first half of my drive. I had to bring myself back to reality but the thoughts of the night were so overwhelming. I was sore for a couple of days. My nipples were raw from all his attention and the stinging was a nice reminder of the sexy night.

I don’t know how to end this. Writing this down will keep the memory alive, albeit I omitted some details that are better kept secret. As you can tell, I really enjoyed my night. Thanks again for the lovely evening, u/Anonymous_Bull :)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/oepyhg/mf_reuniting_with_a_fellow_redditor_in