I posted this once before but I got shy and deleted it. This happened probably 8 years ago now back when Omegle was a little more popular (or maybe it’s still popular, haven’t been on it in a while). I’ve always been a bit of a “sex addict” and I used those apps to find girls to skype with, sometimes sexual and other times just as friends.
I was on one afternoon and got matched with 2 girls from a state about as far away from mine as possible. Both of them were pretty cute but one of them really got my attention – she was 21, red hair which I’m a sucker for, and had a really cute smile. We ended up exchanging numbers. Over the next few weeks, we texted all the time and had some phone conversations as well.
At this point, we really hadn’t talked about anything sexual, so I figured this was a platonic friendship. Totally fine, I still enjoyed talking to her and she lived too far away to plan on meeting. At least that’s what I thought until she called me one day when I was at work.
“Hey Derek, I have some exciting news!”
“Yeah? What happened?”
“Well my mom had some airline points that were about to expire, she let me use them to book a flight to [my city]. Are you available?” Yes, she booked the flights, and THEN asked if I was going to be free. And it was only a few weeks away.
“I, uh, yeah, I don’t think I have anything going on besides work.” I was honestly quite terrified. I hadn’t known her for that long, and while she seemed cool, it was pretty bold for her to just book a flight to see me and assume she’s crashing at my place. Red flags were going up in my mind.
“Great! I’ve never been to that side of the country, so I’m excited for you to show me around!”
We got off the phone and I sat at my desk in shock. I had to get out of this somehow. What if we didn’t get along? She was going to be staying at my place for 5 days. Plus do I trust her to just chill at my apartment while I’m at work? This was all just too fucking weird.
At the same time though, we did really get along well and besides the whole buying plane tickets on a whim thing, I didn’t get any bad vibes from her. I figured if we really didn’t get along, I’d just put her in a hotel for a few days, no harm done.
Finally, the evening came where she was scheduled to arrive. I went to the airport and sat in the waiting area parking lot, nervous as hell. After a few minutes, I got a text from her saying she’s outside. I drive up and see her waiting at the curb. “No going back now,” I thought as I pulled up.
I parked at the curb and got out to help her with her bags. As soon as I loaded them up, she gave me a big hug.
“I’m so happy to see you! It’s been such a long day, the flights took forever and I couldn’t sleep.”
“Well let’s get back to my place and relax! Are you hungry at all?”
Turns out she had eaten at her layover stop so we just went back to my place. I showed her around before getting Portlandia set up (we both had talked about how much we enjoyed it). We made small talk and just sat next to each other on the couch with a small gap in between us. After a few episodes, she said she was exhausted and needed to sleep. I told her to go crash on my bed and I’d sleep on the couch. No objection from her, and just like that she was in my room with the door shut. At that point, my initial reactions were confirmed – it was a strictly platonic relationship. I was a little disappointed but also relieved in a way. I didn’t want things to get too complicated with the long distance between us.
The next morning I got up and started getting ready for work. I had to go into my bedroom to get clothes and shower but she was still in a deep sleep. I couldn’t help but notice her pajamas consisted of a cute pink tank top and booty shorts. I tried to put the image out of my head of how good her ass looked as I showered.
Before leaving for work, I left her a note about restaurant options around if she was hungry, what time I’d be off work, etc. She text me about 11 am or so that morning.
“Hey, thank you sooo much for letting me crash in your bed. It was so comfortable and I slept amazing.”
“Of course! I figured it would be better than the couch. Did you get something to eat?”
“Not yet, but I was going to ask you if you wanted to get dinner somewhere? I saw one of your restaurant recommendations was sushi, that sounds good to me.”
So just like that, we had dinner plans. We went to one of those sushi places where you sit down at a bar and sushi boats float by and you pick what you want off the boats. We both ate our fill of sushi, and at this point it was about 7 pm.
“Hey, want to grab a drink?” I asked. “There’s a bar with super cheap drinks a block or so down.”
“You had me at cheap drinks,” she said with a smile. We ended up hitting a couple bars that evening before walking back to my place.
We got inside and for some reason we both laid down on the floor in front of the couch. We laid there talking for a while. Once that particular conversation had stopped, there was a pause. I looked over to see her looking at me with bright green eyes. Then, she made the first move, almost lunging at me. This started a very sloppy, drunk make out session. She got on top of me and started pulling her clothes off, first her shirt and then her bra. Her tits were pretty small, I’m guessing a B cup, but they were really perky and fun to play with. I started feeling her up and then pulled her down to suck on them. She moaned and I could tell she was one of those that had very sensitive nipples.
She started pulling my clothes off and soon we were both naked. She was grinding her wet pussy on my dick, teasing her clit, while I laid there almost in awe of what was happening and the amazing view I had.
“I need this big dick,” she whimpered. She was so wet I was able to maneuver and slide my cock in without touching it. Just like that, she was riding it like her life depended on it, just slamming herself down over and over. I reached around and grabbed her ass, spanking her repeatedly until they matched her hair color.
I could tell she was going to cum soon so I started playing with her clit. She loudly exclaimed she was going to cum and not to stop, and within a few seconds I felt her pussy contract on my cock, almost pushing it out.
As soon as it happened, she immediately got off and started sucking my dick, licking her juices and my cum up. It was so fucking hot. She gagged a few times and when she came up for breath I slapped her in the face with it. She was determined to get me to cum and normally it would have happened quickly but alcohol makes me last a lot longer. Anyway, after about 10 minutes of her sucking and playing with my balls, I finally released a big load down her throat.
“Wow,” was about all I could manage to say. She smiled at me with some of my cum still hanging off the side of her mouth.
“Aren’t you glad I came to see you?” she asked.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jpdn7e/fm_i_hooked_up_with_a_girl_i_met_on_omegle
The only way this gets better is if it ends with “… and so that’s how I met your mother.”
I loooove Omegle too
One of my favourite things to do is login and play the Omegle game OR find men who will humiliate me. I’ve been doing it for yearsss
Maybe one day I’ll meet up with someone like you got to!
We need to hear more stories about this girl!