This is the story of my first post-viagra craigslist encounter, a most enjoyable one that took place on a road trip. There probably were some craigslist misfires between this one and the one I described in my third post, but I don’t remember them. But craigslist assisted me in more ways than one, for this and subsequent encounters. How I miss craigslist!
As a man in my early 50s, I was experiencing the effects of ED more and more. I was not ready yet to discuss this with my doctor, fearing my wife would notice the pills and ask about them. We weren’t intimate often and I did not really need them to do the same old things she and I were up to … me eating her till she came then fucking her for a short time until I came or she puckered out. She never came that way. And we never fucked more than once a session.
So one day while perusing casual encounters on craigslist I saw a post from someone offering to sell viagra pills. I figured, What the hell and wound up meeting him at a cafe of his choosing. He was very nervous about the whole thing, like he was selling me a kilo of heroin. The pills were blue on the outside and chalk white on the inside and obviously procured from some other country. I googled his email address after I bought a few more rounds of pills, and found a video of him sucking some guy as a woman I took to be his girlfriend stood by. His regular job was to drop alternative weeklies around town at various locations. I decided he was too sketchy after all that and found another source for pills.
The time came when I needed to help my son drive his car to the military base where he was stationed out west. The plan was for the two of us to drive to a city along the way, and he’d leave me there and take the car the rest of the way and I’d fly back. I figured, What the hell I might as well stay an extra day or two and while I am at it to see the town and to see if I can scare myself up an erotic adventure. I had already learned from two earlier experiences (see confessions 1 and 2) that some women prefer meeting someone from out of town to keep things straightforward and simple. This was not the last time I used this ruse, though this time I really was from out of town.
I placed a carefully-worded ad on the local craigslist Men Seeking Women page a few days before leaving home, That section seemed to draw more women that Casual Encouters. The tagline read, Something Earthy, Something Divine. I wish I had saved the whole text. I wrote that I was looking for someone intelligent and artsy, left-liberal in her politics like I am in mine, who wanted to get together for a lovely evening for conversation and companionship. I did not say straight out I was looking to get laid but made that plain enough by describing how much I enjoy sensuality and pleasing a good woman. I received a single response — it only takes one — from a woman who turned out to be worth the entire trip.
We got to know each other the next few days over email and agreed to meet for dinner once I reached town. Her photo revealed a tall, thin brunette. She was a few years older than me, and chill and free spirited and a singer in a downtown choir. I booked a room in a good hotel in a not-so-good area on the edge of downtown but on a good bus line route that could get me to the restaurant. It was a noodle restaurant just north of downtown. All through dinner I wondered if she would really go back to the hotel with me. I so wanted to fuck her, and kept imagining her on top of me, or me taking her from behind and more, between bites. Finally I asked if she was up for heading to my room, and she smiled and said sure! I stepped into the bathroom to swallow the blue pill to give it some time to work its magic — I did not want to waste it if it was not on — and we climbed into her car and headed that way.
I had already experimented with some of the pills I bought from the sketchy guy, a quarter or a half dose to see how long the effect would last, whether they had any effect on my ability to cum, and how long it would take me to get hard again. I was like a kid just learning the joys of masturbation. For this woman, I swallowed an entire pill, the maximum dosage recommended. We put it to good use.
We started kissing during the ride home, and a guy at a red light yelled at us, Get a room! she answered quite openly, We already have one! I half-expected her to invite him along. She was frisky and feisty, a real handful in a very good way. She told me many stories, about the threesome she’d had with two college professors, and her boyfriend who would take her on his motorcycle up to the hills where they’d fuck like rabbits, and so on. She turned out not to enjoy being eaten nearly as much as being fucked. I remember my cock rising to the occasion again as she lay on her stomach during a break, and me climbing on top of her and fucking her with my legs wrapped around her. I came long and hard deep inside her pussy, and she said, I was made to be fucked. This is a delicious memory. And now I have shared it with you. I walked her through the lobby — more of a courtyard really — to her car and kissed her goodnight, and thanked her.
I was also very thankful for the viagra, which did not disappoint. I was harder and longer for a longer amount of time than every before, and able to bounce back in short order after climaxing … though it does take longer to climax. But that is not a bad thing either.
She and I corresponded a bit in the coming weeks, but never connected again. By the time I made it back to that city, I had lost all track of her. Unusual for me, I can’t even recall her name. But I can’t imagine her not prospering, given her beauty and zest for life. She certainly sweetened mine.
Thank you again for reading. I am enjoying writing this all down, and promise more confessions in the coming days.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hv7a8j/a_married_mans_4th_confession_my_first_viagra