“I’d never meet someone in person from Reddit” True Story.

I’d posted a picture as I did fairly often being a recent college graduate looking for attention. I’d gotten several comments and messages from the picture but one message stood out.

Being early-twenties and having just moved out of my parents house, it was extremely appealing to potentially be with a man twice my age… not to mention he seemed to be kinky and could teach me a few things ?

After messaging back and forth for a while, we realized not only did he live in the same state, but also the same city, specifically twenty minutes down the highway.

Twenty. Minutes.

After some persuading, I decided we could potentially start something but considering I’d met him off reddit and everything seemed too good to be true, I told him I’d be more comfortable meeting in a public place first just to make sure he was real.

We met at a Starbucks, I was overly concerned about how I was dressed and let me tell you, wow, he was beautiful. He was everything I wanted and more. After a nice conversation, and determining he was indeed real, smart, funny, and adorably handsome, he walked me to my car and gave me a hug.

I was still a bit shy about the whole arrangement so I didn’t push or make any moves. We politely said our goodbyes and drove separate ways with hopeful plans to see each other soon. We’d been driving for no more than five minutes when he texted telling me how much he wanted to paw at and kiss me before saying goodbye, I told him he should have made his move. This setting the precedent for the relationship moving forward.

We texted a lot trying to find a good time that worked with both of our schedules. The time finally came and to say I was nervous was an understatement. I’m by no means innocent but most hookups leading up to this had been young and sloppy or in a drunk stupor. Now I was playing with the big boys.

I went down to let him in my apartment gate, only wearing a flowy dress for easy removal/access, and we made polite small talk while walking back to my apartment. Once we got to my room, I know I’d made the right choice.

He grabbed me around the waist and pulled me against him (and I’m not a little girl, it feels amazing when a guy is able to handle me) and started kissing me. It was the best kiss I’d ever had. Strong, demanding, wanton, he knew exactly what he was doing.

We quickly disrobed and he had the biggest, prettiest cock I’ve ever seen. My eyes widened and my first thought was if I could physically handle him.

After some more incredible kissing and slowly stroking him, he wanted to unofficially give me my first “lesson”. I’ve given many a blowjob but never to an uncircumcised cock before. My inexperienced showed. After some coaching, I had him moaning with some amazing dirty talk, which was music to my ears. It didn’t take long for his more dominant side to come out, he flipped me on my back and went to town on my nipples (my biggest weakness). Did I mention I love pain? He knew how to work me over in all the right ways.

While giving some attention to my nipples he reached down to find my pussy drenched and started the experienced handling of my clit. I didn’t know how much longer I could last, he certainly knew more about what he was doing than anyone I’ve ever been with previously.

After coming on his fingers, he decided it was time for the main event. Slowly inserting his cock at my entrance, he began to push slowly, letting me get accustomed to his size. Once I thought the whole thing was in he asked “do you want the rest?” How do you respond to that? I just nodded, biting my lips to keep from moaning too loudly, and pulled him in deeper with my heels and scratching my nails down his back. Holy. Fuck. This man was going to be the death of me.

Once he started to really move, I got used to his size and I genuinely never wanted him to stop. He worked me up to orgasm for a second time that night and asked how quickly I wanted a third, I hesitated for a second, not sure it was possible. He put me on my right side (his dick naturally curves a bit to the left) and once he slid in, his head was right against my gspot. One leg on his shoulder, his hand squeezing my nipple, and his cock against my gspot, he asked if I was ready to cum, I nodded yes, and I’ve never come so hard. He came with me and I could feel his cock flex against my gspot.

My god. We were spent sweaty messes. We met a few times after and each meeting was better than the one before.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hugn0c/id_never_meet_someone_in_person_from_reddit_true