In between serious relationships, I was a pretty serious slut on the apps. While I was looking for a lovely woman to be a partner, I was also quite open to short-term, no-strings-attached adventure if that’s where the vibe went. This is the story of the shortest-term, no-strings-attached-est hookup I had.
I live in a city that happens to be a hub for various outdoor activities and also bachelor/bachelorette parties, so people tend to come through either as travelers or transients. And you also get a lot of dating app tourist women, sampling the wares of this notorious city but not actually interested to meet up. I got a different vibe when I matched with (let’s call her) Jenny, a blond, 34 year old Aussie chick who looked more like 31, and whose profile hinted that she lived somewhere in Central America.
Jenny’s profile painted her as an outdoorsy, active type – a natural, no-makeup looking face with a nice smile and eyes, a climber’s body, lithe, but strong, virtually no boobs, and just enough of an ass to grab onto (but not much more). She seemed fun, interesting. We talked about Australia where I have some family, and she let me know she was leaving in a few days but would be glad to grab a drink. My limited experience with Aussie women has been very positive, so I figured it was worth a gamble.
We met up at a local bar that was near where she was apartment-sitting a friend’s place – I came early from work, so she said she’d put on “work clothes” and showed up in a sexy black romper that highlighted her small but perky ass. We had a few drinks and really clicked. It quickly came up that actually, she was leaving TONIGHT – in about 4 hours from the airport. Both of us were getting more efficient with our convo, dropping hints about our openness to fool around. When I mentioned I had been a bit too promiscuous on the apps, she said “no such thing” and winked at me, and I knew we were on.
Turns out, her friend’s apartment was literally next door – 5th floor, with a balcony, overlooking the park. She had planned for this. It was 4:30pm and her flight was at 8:30pm. We agreed to head across the street, and as soon as the elevator doors closed, our hands were all over each other and our tongues were all over each other, too. We stumbled through the door and quickly agreed to go to the balcony. Within 3 minutes, Jenny’s clothes were all the way off and I was burying my face in her hairless pussy while tweaking her perky, hard nipples, completely open to the world and especially the park right below the balcony.
We giggled as we looked out over the park and saw a bunch of late-afternoon dog walkers and people cruising around – if they looked just a little bit up, they would easily see us, and Jenny stripped me down and aggressively shoved my cock in her mouth. I moaned and reached around to finger her while she pumped and swirled her hand while sucking on the head of my dick. While it wasn’t the best blowjob for pure feeling – in fact, it had tinges of pain as she went hard – it was so incredibly hot because of the voyeuristic venue and because of her absolute need to devour me. Hopefully you readers know the vibe.
I suggested we switch to 69 – my absolute favorite – and we moaned into each other in a delicious endless feedback loop. She was gushing wet from her skinny pussy (she was a climber, after all) and she continued to gobble me firmly while making all kinds of amazing, involuntary noises.
After a few minutes of this, it was too much – Jenny said she really wanted to fuck me. But we didn’t have a condom readily on hand. Jenny mentioned that the owner of the apartment was seemingly sexual enough to have some in the house, so we opened every drawer in her bedroom and bathroom. We found a bunch of hot sex toys, tampons, some illicit drugs, but not a single condom. Disappointed, but completely horned up and swollen with lust, we gave up and started making out hard and fell onto the bed in missionary. My cock shaft was grazing up and down her slippery pussy while we grinded and kissed.
Jenny looked up at me, and with a frustrated moan, reached down and pushed my cock harder into her clit. It was that amazing, delightful moment when you know you’re a second away from doing something you shouldn’t, and you’re not quite sure which way it will go.
Well, of course dear reader, it went the way you’d expect. Jenny said, “fuck it, I’m down to go raw if you are,” and after assuring each other we were clean (highly risky), I slid into her to uncontrollable moans. We ground and fucked in blissful missionary, looking down together at my cock sliding in and out of her (one of the absolute best views in the world), for about 2 minutes before we both realized – what the fuck are we doing? We should be out on the balcony.
We rushed out, and I bent her over the outdoor couch and got back inside her, spreading her cheeks so I could get as deep as possible while playing a little with my thumb on her asshole. I looked to my left out over the park and saw even more couples and people walking out at (now) 5pm, as the late afternoon golden hour was just beginning. Nobody that I saw looked up at us, but we were completely and utterly naked to the world, and it turned me on insanely.
Jenny demanded to flip over, put me on my back, and jumped on my cock. She rode me super aggressively – again, a little bit of dick-bend pain and bottoming out on her, but she was loving it. She asked if she could rub her clit – OF COURSE! Who wouldn’t love that view? And she rode harder and harder until she was on the verge of coming. Now, with hard riding, I usually do not finish. But given the exposed location, the sheer raw passion of how Jenny was fucking me, and her strong orgasm pulsing on my cock, it sent me over the edge too. I came deep inside her as we gasped and groaned together, hoping that nobody (or somebody) heard us and looked up.
As it was now 6:00, and the airport was a long way away, we rushed through a rinse-off shower, speaking in Spanish about her life in Central America and how fun that was, how she had been dabbling in open relationships, as I raced her to the airport. She made her flight, and when she landed, she sent me some sexy (PG-13) photos of her swimming in a lake in her current country of residence and told me I was welcome to visit her anytime. A few times since, we’ve sent messages reminiscing about how hot our “encuentro” was and how we’ve thought about each other since, when touching ourselves.
So, from first beers to sexy double-orgasm exposed to the world on a 5th floor balcony was about 2 hours, and it was only another 1.5 until I never saw her again. Zero regrets for my sluttiest and most public sexual rendezvous ever.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zvv992/my_m35_sluttiest_sober_3hour_stand_with_a_f34_hot