33 [MF] A not so hypothetical afternoon

Pics or it didn’t happen

A not so hypothetical afternoon with Raquel

She’s supposed to be posting her side of the story later!

I call this story “Hypothetically,” but you shall see there was nothing hypothetical about it.

“Ladies and gentlemen: the story you are about to hear is true. Only the names have been changed to protect the innocent.”

The woman in the following story has decided she wanted to write her own account of the afternoon. She created a throwaway (u/secretslut669) because she knows the horny brigade will be in full force once they have a username. She’s leaving her dms open for now, but all it takes is some shitty people for her to shut them off. If they are off, know that someone was an asshole.

My latest trip took me to the great city of Detroit. I have been in and around the area in the past, but never spent any time there.

Many times when I am in a new city for work, I’ll find myself looking at the spicier side of the local pages. Most pages really have their own personality. This is probably due to their mods and how they run them. (Big shout out to mods! Mostly thankless job!!!).

Michigan itself had a bunch of pages and I could see that many of them weren’t micro, but there were only a few that had more than 1-2k subscribers. The one that really caught my eye was r/dirtymitten. The name definitely made me chuckle. Bravo to the creator of that!

As with basically all of the subs, the amount of male posts looking for female versus the opposite number is 25:1 give or take on a good day. I looked through the F4M posts. There were a few that seemed interesting and I did reach out. A few responded, but they didnt go anywhere. I know how many messages a woman gets when she posts. That shit is crazy so I never take it personally if I don’t hear back.

On a whim, I decided to make a post myself. These are always weird to me. I guess it is weird for most people (including me) just putting it out there what they like and what they are looking for.

It may sound cliche or whatever but I find someone’s personality way more attractive than their body type or features. Don’t get me wrong. There are things that make a great modifier, but a fun personality is the goddamn sexiest thing a woman can have.

That’s where Raquel comes into the picture. It was around 11pm when I got a message from her. She liked how I would meet up with people and then write the details on the hot encounters after. Even joking that she would love to hear an account with her if it got that far.

We chatted on reddit for a bit, but switched over to snap fairly quickly. The pace and vibe was fun and engaging. We started sending pics, but stuff that you’d find in an Amish porn. A shoulder cap here, some ankle action there. 🥵

We were both feeling it and it quickly turned from PG to rated R. The dangly bits starting making appearances from both of us. I got a few pics playing with her very large breasts. They looked like so much fun.

**Spoiler Alert***

They fucking were. 😈

I had send a few pics of how hard our sexing was getting me. At one point I even sent a video of me stoking my fully erect cock. When I get this hard you can actually see my heartbeat from the slight twitching of my member.

She liked what she saw and she got out a toy of her own. While she was trying to be quite for the sake of her roommate, I could still hear how wet she was fucking herself with her dildo.

At one point she asks, “Hypothetically, what time are you free tomorrow? 🙃” She had told me she had met people from reddit in the past, but never this quick. We were really getting along and she was thinking of taking a chance in coming over. Like a traveling circus, I was in town for a few nights and then gone until who knows? She wanted to take advantage of the situation at hand.

It’s past 1 am and my dick is still growing and shrinking like the passing tide throughout our conversation. I don’t think I ever got below less than half hard. My balls start that dull and oh so familiar ache from middle school. The dreaded blue balls! I told her of my situation. Not trying to make her feel bad or anything. Quite the opposite. Look what you did to me. 😈

We had both decided that yes in fact we were going to be fucking tomorrow so we should both get some sleep. I told her how there was no way I would be able to sleep with this low creeping pain radiating out. For me, cumming is an immediate relief. I mentioned offhand that I was finally going to finish myself off and head to bed. I halfway joked and asked if i should send a snap of me cumming. No hesitation, she says, “we should just video and you can come for me there.”

I jump onto snap video stroking my cock. She back with her dildo. Her wetness is unmistakable. It sounds like someone is taking a shower in the other room. Her moans are low and sexy. Laying down, I release and point my dick towards the camera that is resting on my chest. Several ropes come out covering myself. The relief is immediate and I can’t fucking wait to have my way with Raquel the following day.

My alarm goes off the following day. In order, my first two thoughts were “fuck I’m still tired” and “today’s the day. Raquel and I are totally gonna bang.” That put a smile on my face that I don’t think left until she had to leave my hotel later that day when I had to get to a meeting with customers.

We talked about teasing each other throughout the day, but we both found ourselves actually working. Very different from the night before when we were diddling ourselves hyping each other up for the follwing day.

Work ended fairly early that day so I went back to my hotel. When I had left I specifically asked for them to do a room refresh and get some new towels. Walking in, the bed was a mess and there was still old towels on the floor. I walked down to the front desk and was told they were going to get on that ASAP.

This was probably for the better as we were still about 2 hours out. That means I had to sit in the lobby like a good boy and literally keep my pants on. It allowed me to get some work done, but the anticipation was really starting to build.

She wasn’t sure what the best approach was for her. Did she want to meet in the lobby? Did she want to come straight up? I told her we will do whatever makes her most comfortable. We are both taking a big risk here, but I know it’s a greater one for a young woman than it is for me.

The one we settled on was she would come straight up, but she needed to shower first to wash the work day off of her. The drive from her work to the hotel was about 45 minutes. We were chatting the whole time. The nervousness was starting to ramp up for both of us. Many of her messages were simply “fuck” or “holy shit”.

I told her to be thinking about what her slutty alter ego was going to be. Hell, I don’t even know what her real name is and that was and still is super hot for both of us.

She arrived and messaged “I’m outside your door”. I teased her and asked if I should make her knock. Deciding against that, I opened the door to the woman I’ve been waiting to fuck for what felt like weeks, but was really only hours.

Before she had gotten there, we had agreed that she wanted to be kissed immediately when she got there. She said it would help to dissipate the butterflies that have been trying to escape all day.

She walks in and sets her purse down and takes off her glasses. I may have said hi, I am not sure. What I know happened is I had her pinned against the closed door giving her a deep kiss. After a short adolescent makeout session, we started to chat a little bit more.

Asking if the anxiety was still there she replied that it was next to gone. A smile of relief across her face. So far, so good. 😏

Starting with her shoulders, I massaged her body in slow sweeping motions while teasing the nape of her neck and whispering in her ear how much I wanted her. Making the rounds I tried to note what really made her breathing pattern grow shallow and wobble.

She stripped down to naked as I instructed. There was no nervousness here. Just a whole lot of “fuck me” eyes. I threw her onto the bed. Picking up both legs I started rubbing her feet and legs occasionally getting close to her pussy, but not going all the way yet. I could tell she really liked what I was doing.

I climbed on top of her and put my mouth on her nipple. She said “I wanted to shower first remember?” Oh I remember, but I wanted to make her as hot and wet as the shower she was about to take. My fingers find themselves between her legs again and I finally brush up against her pussy. She almost shivers from my touch. I kiss her again and tell her to go take a shower. We have some unfinished buisness to attend to. 😈😈😈

While she’s in the shower, I’m patiently pacing around the hotel room. She’s real. We are vibing. This. Is. Happening. I am still fully clothed at this point. Not that I was wearing a bunch, but I still looked like I was going to the gym, not about to fuck. I decided to just take off my shirt and not go full “naked man” on her. The water turns off and it’s almost time. I heard her fiddling around in the bathroom and she comes out in some red lingerie.

I told her to get on her knees and suck my fucking cock. She pulls down my shorts and my cock springs out at her. It’s fully hard and has been for a while. She takes me into her mouth and looks up at me. I know I let out at least a small moan the first time she wrapped her lips around the head of my dick. I’m letting her do her thing, stroking her hair talling her how good it feels to finally have her servicing my cock.

My patience was starting to run out and I really wanted to get acquainted with her pussy. So my tongue went ahead and set up a face to face interview with her clit. I tried working around the lingerie, but it got in the way. After she got fully naked again I had my whole face buried in between her legs.

You either do or do not know how to eat pussy. Believe it or not, it’s not about what you do, but more how you react to your partner. Know how to call an audible. Everyone is different. We all wear shoes, but they come in all different shapes and sizes. Assuming everyone is going to like the same thing does not bode well.

I am trying a few different things paying attention to her breathing, her body movement and what she’s doing with her hands. To my delight she like strong and full strokes around her clit. This is my favorite and I’m able to get mesmerized by the process only stopping to come up for air.

I am only human though, and my tongue and jaw start to tire. She warned me that cumming was hard for her and don’t take it personally if she couldn’t. I accept that, but that doesn’t mean I can’t fucking try.

My technique switched from mouth to hand where I am fingering her with sweeping motions inside of her pussy. Beckoning her her orgasm to make an appearance. She was very receptive to this, but she was also getting notedly more and more flustered. She found the door to her orgasm, she just could find where the goddamn handle was to open it.

With one hand deep inside her, I put the other across her neck and choked her lightly (asked permission beforehand). I told her to fucking look into my eyes and tell me what she wants me to do to push her over the edge. In the moment all she could whimper was “I don’t know, but keep going. It feels so fucking good.”

I wasnt able to get her to crest that hill…yet. No kidding, I think my cock starting screaming “put me in coach” at that point. After putting on a condom I had her get into doggy which I was told was her position of choice.

After all this talking, I was finally inside her. I started with long and deliberate strokes taking my cock fully out and sliding it in until it bottomed out. I obviously couldn’t see her face, but I did see her do that thing with your head where you just raise your chin and close your eyes because something is so enjoyable. Maybe it’s sitting down after a long day. Maybe it’s the first bite of your favorite meal. You know what I mean. You just did it didn’t you? 🤔

My strokes began to quicken and she getting the fucking that she’d been talking about. We changed positions a few times as I was trying to stave off my orgasm. As much as I was teasing her, I was doubly teasing myself. Giving into the inevitable, I set my strokes to my speed for me to come. This was my first time cumming that night so I knew there was alot left in the tank so to speak. I held her down and thrust hard into her cumming hard. She giggled and said something along the lines of “Well that was great.”

We both knew going in how much we liked to cuddle and touch each other so after some quick cleanup, we found ourselves skin to skin contact again. This time in the crook of my arm scribbling aimlessly on my chest.

Story time from both of us. We shared some of the good and the bad, both noting how this encounter had so far been overwhelmingly in the good category.

I can’t say I’ve asked any other dudes, but I’ve found I know I’m ready for the next round when I find myself biting my lip and my hand starts wandering below the belt. I honestly don’t even realize im doing it at first. After some more play with her tits, my mouth and fingers found themselves back in the interview room face to face with her clit again.

I was still determined to make her cum. Having cum once already I was ready to try and fuck it out of her as I couldn’t quite get her there with my fingers and tongue. Once she was sufficiently warmed up again I had her on her back with a pillow under her hips.

This is one of my favorite positions. For me, its the perfect PIV height. I have been with partners of all sizes, but this seems like a winner for all of them. I grabbed both wrists and pulled her towards me. Even leaning back like I am the anchor for a tug a war team. That’s when shit got loud. Animalistic and carnal I held tight on her wrists and pounded as hard and as fast as I could. This was an intensity and speed she had not seen yet. Her moans turned more guttural and between her repeated mantras of “oh fuck” and “oh my god,” she said “I’m going to cuh-uh-uh-uuuuuum RIGHT THERE. LIKE THAT!!” And that ladies and gentlemen, is exactly what I did. I pounded her until it felt like there was a gorilla sitting on chest. I was out of breath, but I did exactly what I promised her I’d try to do from the start of this journey. Make her cum! 😈😈😈

Things calmed down for a bit while we talked more. Like before, we were sharing our past sexual experiences and exploits. She had mentioned she had squirted once before. As always, I’m never one to back down from a challenge. After some light foreplay with her tits, I had curled my fingers deep into her soaked pussy stroking her g spot. The sweeping motion of my fingers got more and more pronounced while pressing a little harder each time. She came again, but did not squirt. It was a stretch goal, but I had to go for it.

Our time was running out and I wanted to come again. I put her back on a pillow and pounded her like before. This time instead of leaning away from the things that were going to make me cum, like a dog in an open window, I embraced it head on.

Sex as a man is this weird balancing act of doing things that feel good and doing things that feel but aren’t going to make you cum. If you get too much of the former, we’ll fuck, I finished way before we’d both like. If you get to much of the latter, going soft is enviable.

Orgasm 2 and especially orgasm 3+ (when the time allows), are a completely different beast. Instead of pacing my self like I am running a 10k, it’s more like a scavenger hunt in the dark. And once I do find the orgasm, I have to drag it out of the room like an animal knowing it’s being taken to the vet. Each time I cum the animal grows stronger and the room gets bigger.

With my partner now having cum 2-3 times, I was able to put her in exactly the position i needed and go the perfect speed for me. That speed was high. As I had learned an hour or so earlier she’ll have what i was having. She liked it rough just like me. It was loud. And holy fuck did I cum hard.

Climbing off her she said something. It could have a lil’ Yatchy verse with how mumbled it was. I asked her to repeat, but it still sounded like gibberish.

“I told you I was going to fuck the words right out of you.”

She giggled and replied with a, “Yup. Yeah. You did.”

We had about 20 minutes left and she decided she was going to give me a full body scratch. I believe the term she called me was a “scratch slut.”

We both put our clothes back on and said our goodbyes. She kissed me one last time. I warned her not to do it too hard, as that may repeat this whole process again and I miss my dinner with clients.

After getting back from my dinner meeting i was so tired in the best way possible. Hotel beds can be quite uncomfortable sometimes, but that night I slept so goddamn well!

Raquel and I had the best afternoon and the only reason it ever happened was because she decided to take a chance. Thanks for that!

The real question is when will I be back in Detroit!?

Tldr I hooked up with a complete stranger less than 24 hours after she responded to my ad. The afternoon was impeccable with both people getting exactly what they wanted from the experience.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11p0c40/33_mf_a_not_so_hypothetical_afternoon

2 comments

  1. Wow, what a lucky girl… 😈😈 still day dreaming about this.

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