I [M]eet people from reddit. Here are my stories. Part 3 – Massage and Muff diving.

I responded to a post a few of months ago. At the request of the poster, I will not give too many details in order to protect her privacy and not have her flooded with messages. For the purposes of this success story, I will call her G. Comments, messages, and chats encouraged.

G posted looking for an escape from her demanding job, which COVID had made more demanding. Her needs were simple enough, she wanted to lie back and have a face buried in her pussy for a while before her night shift. Her post was intriguing in it’s straightforwardness and brevity. After sifting through her comment history and other posts it was clear that she was serious about meeting someone and was not a psychopath. Two good signs.

I was lucky enough to get a reply, pro tip here fellas. Follow. The. Directions. She asked for 4 things and I provided.

1. A face pic
2. STD free
3. Vaccinated
4. Be able to host near midtown

Now that she knew I was legitimate we were able to move forward.

After some back and forth and arranging schedules we were finally able to meet for coffee. I always enjoy a coffee meeting, it combines two of my favourite things. Coffee and the thrill of meeting a new woman. I walk into the shop and G is sitting in the corner with an iced coffee. She’s short with beautiful long, dark brown hair. She has a cute face, dimples, innocent smile. I would eventual learn the smile was the only innocent thing about her. We were meeting for about an hour before her shift. Enough time to feel each other out. We chatted about work, reddit, former sexual escapades. We clicked and I couldn’t wait to meet again so I could dive into her.

Things slowed down for a little while after that. Scheduling conflicts, regular life getting in the way. It was looking like G and I were not destined to meet. However, I made her an offer she couldn’t refuse – Take an extra long break and I will sweeten the deal with a professional massage, diving in, and no expectations of reciprocation. She agreed, stating she was stressed from her stress and the massage was sorely needed.

G met me at my place on her extra long work break. I offer her a cup of tea and we sit to chat for a little bit. Once she feels comfortable we moved to the bed. She undresses and lies on her stomach while I turn down the lights and grab the massage lotion. I start working my way from her lower back up to her shoulders, making sure to give extra attention to her traps, mobilize her scapula, and have her melt into the bed before moving down to her legs. Her skin is soft and she’s a pleasure to work on. Starting and her ankles I spread the lotion up her calves and the backs of her thighs. Gently giving her quads a stretch. I do my best to not completely fixate on her glutes. Her ass is irresistible, but I promised a professional massage and I planned on delivering.

Eventually she spreads her legs and requests a deeper massage. My hands find their way to her inner thighs and she begins to wiggle as if to encourage me to go further. I let my fingers graze her pussy and she let’s out a little moan before slide in her. She is dripping wet and I have to taste her. I dive in. Spreading her checks I start to lick and kiss her delicious pussy and bury my face in her ass with my tongue in her pussy. She flips onto her back and I tell her to relax while I take my time with her. She’s vocal, tasty, and a pleasure to eat. I spend about as much time going down on her as I assumed her break would allow and come up to allow her ample time to get ready to go back to work. However, to my surprise, She lid my on my back, pulled off my underwear, and gave me some of the best head I’ve ever had. She asks if I have a condom. I say yes, put it own and we fuck. I will admit, I did not last long – I don’t know if it was the unexpectedness of it, how worked up I was exploring her body, or that how incredible her pussy is. I’m convinced she knew exactly what she was doing and how magic her pussy was, given how short for time she was.

She gets dressed and we chat for a while as she’s waiting for her Uber to go back to work. G was delightful, delicious, and surprising. Unfortunately, our work/social lives did not allow us to have a repeat experience. We do still chat from time to time, but we’ll chalk this up to the stars aligning for a single night.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/v0quet/i_meet_people_from_reddit_here_are_my_stories