Old School Chatroom Hookup Part II [MF] [Long]

This is the epilogue to my earlier story about hooking up with a random 18 year old spinner from a chat room back in 2001. See that story in my post history for reference.

Just over two years had gone by since my amazing day of sex with Lauren. It was now 2003, I was 23, had been honorably discharged from the military and was enjoying living the civilian life back home in the Midwest once again. Her and I had kept in touch pretty well for about a year following our meetup, but that had gradually tapered off to almost nothing. I want to say it was around May when my dad asked me if I’d like to join him on a roadtrip to go visit our family in upstate New York. I hadn’t seen these family members for a very long time, so I got some time off work in June and we scheduled the trip.

With our dates set, my next order of business was contacting Lauren, as my family was only 10 miles away from her. I sent her an email with the details of the trip and asked if she’d like to get together one of those days. I felt a bit awkward about it, because it had been a while since we talked. I genuinely didn’t know how she would respond, considering I had nearly ghosted her. I kept my message ambiguous, didn’t mention anything about sex- just that we could hang out or whatever. I got an email back from her the same night.

“Sounds great. I could use a good fuck.”

Well, there went any awkwardness. There would clearly be no confusion as to how that day was going to go. We emailed back and forth and picked out one of the five days I’d be there to meet up, a Saturday. I booked a room at a cheap dive near her house and began waiting impatiently for the trip to take place.

Finally after a few weeks, we were on our way. The first night we arrived, I let everyone know that, as luck would have it, a good buddy of mine from the service lived nearby and we had made plans to meetup that Saturday. My family is a bit old-fashioned, so if I told them I was ditching them for a piece of ass, it might not have gone over well. I made sure to let them know I would be staying at his place that night, since we’d definitely be hitting the bars.

So the day comes and I take off in the morning. Just like the last time, I had arranged for early check in at a motel. They said it wouldn’t be a problem and when I arrived, I could see why. It was your typical cheap, small town dump and wasn’t busy at all. George Carlin would refer to it as a “Sleep & Fuck”. I unpack my one night worth of stuff, along with my video camera. This was something I was too nervous to do the first time and regretted it ever since. For all the younger people reading this, back then it wasn’t quite as common as it is today to have a girl respond positively when it came to the idea of recording sex.

I gave her a call (yes from my Nokia) and let her know I was on my way. I followed the Mapquest directions I had printed out to her house and pulled up to a lower-middle class ranch in an unincorporated subdivision. I got out and started for the door, but just like last time, she was walking out right away. Like deja vu, Lauren refused to disappoint- she was bare-legged underneath another short, plaid, school girl skirt- this one a pink and yellow pattern. As she got closer, it became apparent to me that she wasn’t wearing a bra under her small, white button down. She came right to me and gave me a hug and said “Let’s get the hell out of here.”

I went to open her door for her, but realized the passenger door was still locked, so I got back in the driver’s seat and unlocked it for her. She opened the door and climbed in, but not in the manner a girl wearing a short skirt normally would… the next thing I know, I get a flash of her shaved pussy, not a thread of panties in sight. We drive off and she reaches into her purse and pulls out two white thigh-high stockings and begins putting them on. I inquired why she had waited until now to do that and she said “Because my dad and brothers would have totally known what I was up to.” I guess in her mind, the rest of the uniform wasn’t a dead giveaway. Now I’m feeling like I had just won the Slut Lottery. Again.

“So it looks like you forgot something,” I told her.

“And what’s that?” she replied coyly. I didn’t say anything, I just glanced at her chest.

She smiled and said “it would just slow us down.” I truly loved the way this girl thought.

“Hmmm. Forget anything else?”

“Possibly…” she said as she flipped her skirt up, flashing me her pussy again, this time intentionally.

If we weren’t so close to the motel, I would’ve pulled over and fucked her right there in the car. Thankfully, we came to a stoplight and I reached over and pulled her head to mine and started making out with her. Her hand immediately started squeezing my dick through my pants. I broke it off when I noticed traffic starting to move again. We pulled up to the motel a few minutes later and I parked in front of the door to our room. There is no doubt in my mind that anyone who saw us walking in there surely thought that Lauren was a prostitute.

The door closed and we were all over each other again. I loved the way my 5’10” frame towered over her petite 4’11” body. I had a hand underneath her skirt squeezing her tight asscheek when she moved her thigh up the side of my leg and basically began dry-humping me. When I said before that she was the horniest girl I had ever met, this is why. She just seemed to crave any kind of stimulation to her pussy, whenever possible.

At one point, she noticed my video camera. She asked what I was planning on using it for and I told her “hopefully to record a few hours of fucking.” She told me to fire it up so we can get busy. She laid down on the bed and began unbuttoning her shirt as I turned on the camera. I joined her as quickly as possible and got my hands on those perky C cups I had missed so much. While kissing her and sucking on her tits, I managed to get her shirt the rest of the way off and she began helping me out of my clothes, piece by piece. When she finally had me completely naked, things started feeling primal. She had such an intense response no matter where I touched her and I could tell she wanted it to be forceful. My hands roamed her entire body, squeezing and scratching, while she jerked my stiff dick like a psychopath.

I knew that a couple minutes off this and I was going nut, so I eventually cut it off and told her to sit that tiny, smooth pussy on my face. She turned and squatted over me, still wearing the skirt (apparently now our tradition for first fuck of the day) and lowered herself to my mouth. I moved my hands to her tits and started teasing her clit with my tongue, but that only lasted about 10 seconds until she just started grinding her cunt against my face and wailing. It was maybe a minute or two of her basically fucking my mouth, nose, and chin, when she rotated her body 180 degrees and sank her mouth down onto my dick.

She gave me this ridiculous, sloppy, enthusiastic blowjob, as I continued to lick her pussy, now in the 69 position. I can usually hold out for a decent amount of time during a “normal” blowjob, but she was just so into it! I was getting close way sooner than I wanted, so I decided to beat her to the punch. I gave her wet little pussy a tongue tornado and within seconds, she was screaming so much, she could no longer focus on my cock. Her body started to pulsate and she quaked to an orgasm. She was still shaking as she flipped herself over me again, now laying on top, facing me. We kissed while she grinded against me and she started biting my earlobe. With her tongue teasing my ear, she whispered “I’m still on the pill and you’re going to come inside of me.”

She uprighted her body and moved the skirt out of the way, so her pussy was sliding over the bottom of my dick, which quickly became saturated in her juices. She rolled her hips and started to penetrate her, but she was so tiny and tight, we had to thrust together to get it all the way in. Once inside, there was no taking it easy. She started riding me like she was possessed by a demon. She was so wet that her pussy was making splashing sounds with every movement. She cried out with pleasure, with zero regard to any type of discretion. I squeezed and sucked on her tits while she rode me like a lunatic, screaming out her familiar barrage of obscenities.

After just a couple of minutes of this, I was on the brink of blowing, but I wanted it to be on my terms. I gripped her shoulders and slowed her movements. One at a time, I grabbed the calf of each of her nylon covered legs and moved them so she was wrapped around me. I pushed down on her shoulders and thrusted my pelvis up and pushed myself as deep inside her as I could get. She let out a loud groan and began rhythmically rocking her body against mine. I moved my hands to her ass started fucking her as deep and hard as I could. Between her moans, she was begging me to come inside her and I was not one to disappoint. I shot what felt like a monstrous load into that fun-sized box, which instantaneously triggered her second orgasm. Her pussy pulsated on my cock as she came loudly. I remained inside her as we rode the wave until my exhausted dick began to go down.

“A good start to the day,” I thought to myself, as I laid my head back onto a pillow to begin the recovery process. Lauren climbed off of me and laid on my right side. I expected her to snuggle next to me, but she apparently had other plans. She removed her skirt and draped her left leg over my right. Within seconds, she had her left hand playing with her tits and her right hand absolutely going to town on her pussy. I literally could not believe my eyes. There was zero quit in this little nympho. It only took a minute of watching this and I looked down and saw my dick was ready to go to war again (to this date, this was my quickest recovery time ever). I rolled her onto her right side and entered her from behind in the spoon position. She continued to attack her clit with her fingers as I pounded her for about 5 more minutes until she reached yet another orgasm. This set me off and I dumped a second load into her.

In all our planning, we hadn’t really established how long she was going to stay. As great as the first time was, I wasn’t sure that our second meeting would match that and I may just want to pump and dump. But after what just went down, I decided I wanted every possible minute I could get with this girl. I enthusiastically invited her to stay the night and promised that she’d be walking funny when I dropped her off the next morning. She made a call to her parents (living at home she still had to answer to them) and fed them the usual bs about staying at a friend’s that night and we were good to go.

Since we weren’t going to be going anywhere else, I suggested grabbing some booze and getting a good buzz going later. We went out to grab that and some lunch to bring back to the room. I absolutely loved that all she had to wear was the slutty skirt and top with no bra or panties. Because she wasn’t 21 yet, she stayed in the car when I went into the liquor store. I came out to find her (unsurprisingly, at this point) masturbating in the front seat. When I got in, she just smiled, unzipped my pants and blew me right there in the parking lot, eventually getting herself off in the process.

The rest of the day and night were madness. We got naked and stayed that way, aside from our evening pizza delivery. It was basically a “free use” situation. When we weren’t fucking, we were playing with each other or ourselves, watching each other do the same. Mostly rough stuff; she didn’t seem to have any interest in slow and gentle. She wanted it dirty, just like before. There were plenty of marks all over our bodies by the end. We ended up getting fairly drunk, which somehow turned her even more insatiable. But that definitely helped me last longer… she could easily have 3 orgasms to 1 of mine.

We didn’t really sleep that night, it was mostly just intermittent napping between fuck sessions. I know I woke up to her flicking the bean at least twice, which of course ended up with my dick inside her. We fucked in the shower in the morning to clean up, then ruined that by fucking against the wall right before we left. I’m sure I was shooting dust at that point, otherwise I would have dropped her off with fresh cum leaking out of her pussy. Gotta say, it was super hot watching her do the slut walk of shame back into her house the next morning.
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Unfortunately, that’s the last time I ever saw Lauren. We kept in touch via email, then MySpace, until about ‘05, then that was it. I’ve wondered to myself many times if she was lying about being on the pill, which wouldn’t surprise me at all, but nothing ever came of it, thankfully. As amazing as the sex was, I doubt we would have worked as a couple. The next time I made it back out there to visit my family, it was 2013 and I was married with two kids at that point. I was fully prepared to coincidentally run into her while we were there, but it never happened. Would’ve been super weird, but awkwardly entertaining, to say the least.

And now the sad part: I filled up an entire 4 hour tape with some awesome footage. I have no idea how many times I jerked off to it in the year that followed. Unfortunately, I lost it during a move about a year later. Almost sure it got thrown out accidentally. When I searched through everything I owned and realized it was, in fact gone, I was absolutely crushed. I don’t think I’ve ever fully recovered.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/g1442e/old_school_chatroom_hookup_part_ii_mf_long