Ended a Redditor’s dry spell, and he got me absolutely hooked [FM]

Kyle [24M] messaged me [28F] from my RAO posts in his city ages ago.

He slid into my DMs several months after I posted, and I wasn’t around anymore. But we somehow kept in contact, and our interactions were a couple of check-in texts every now and then, even throughout the whole COVID thing. With things looking slightly better now, business travel resumed, I would be in his city for a few days, so I thought I’d drop him a text.

Turns out he was free and ready to bring me around. He suggested a quaint craft beer place nearby, and we made plans to meet there after work. I came from a whole day of meetings, so I was slightly dressed up, in my heels and form fitting, knee length dress that hugged my body.

At this point, Kyle and I had been texting for over a year I think, but I’d seen maybe a 5 second snap of him many many moons back, and the picture he sent was “from very long ago, I don’t look like that anymore.” I had 0 recollection of what he looked like.

Imagine my surprise when he walked in, filling out the room with his 6ft frame.

My man was jacked. Not “Arnold Schwarzenegger in his prime” jacked, mind you; more “Jason Momoa after Aquaman” jacked. I thought I’d been with kinda fit guys before, but he was easily double the fittest guy I’d been with.

We had a couple of drinks at the craft beer place, then he brought me to a few other spots. At the end of the night, he offered to drive me back to the hotel, and I gladly accepted.

The whole time, our conversation had been civil, what you’d talk about on a mild first date. He’d also been super courteous during our texts, which I adored, but I’d been racking my brain thinking of how to escalate things. He also mentioned that he “never really pushes for it,” during our conversations, and I thought it was quite sweet. But that absolutely meant I needed to take the reins.

The whole drive back to the hotel, we continued with our civil small talk. He didn’t bring anything up, so after he drove past the hotel parking, I sheepishly asked if he wanted to see my fancy hotel room, and he quickly reversed the car back to find a parking spot.

We got to my room & I remembered the mini fridge was empty. Damn it. I awkwardly offered him some water, & we just sat on opposite ends of the bed making awkward small talk.

I flopped down on the bed, letting out a small moan. He didn’t even look at me. I made a mental note to work on my seduction skills.

Well this is fucking awkward, I thought as I crawled over to sit on his lap and kiss him.

That’s when the light switch went off.

He grabbed my hips and kissed back, then the clothes started coming off. My dress came off first, leaving me in my mismatched underwear.

He took off his shirt, & I admired how fit he was before our lips met again, his hands exploring my body, trying to unhook my bra. He struggled a bit, (“I don’t remember it being so complicated?!”) and I reached over to help, unhooking then letting my bra drop to show my pierced nipples.

I like how his eyes brightened, like a kid in a candy store. He dove in and gave them all the attention, licking and lavishing them with kisses, rolling them between his fingers, fiddling and pinching them. I moaned in response, and he took that as positive reinforcement to continue having his way with my nipples.

I could feel the wet patch on my panties growing by the second, and I wanted more.

“Show me your cock,” I gasped, pulling away from his kiss, and he complied, pulling off his pants to reveal what I’d been craving to see the whole night.

Kyle had a gorgeous cock. Thick and uncut, it was the perfect size for me. Like a good girl, I kneeled between his legs in nothing but my little red panties, and did what I said I’d do in my RAOBJ post, about 2 years too late.

I started by kissing the tip of his cock gently, and his cock twitched in response. Watching his reaction, I let my tongue trail along the length of his shaft before slowly taking him in my mouth. He let out a groan as the head of his cock touched the back of my throat, and closed his eyes, enjoying the blowjob.

I was really getting into sucking Kyle’s cock, when suddenly he guided me back up towards him. “Your turn,” he said, and I thought he would kiss me, but he pulled me up to lie on him, facing away from him, as he teased my pussy outside my panties, groped everywhere else with the other, with the occasional neck kisses that melted me.

He played with my pussy a little from the outside, and I absolutely needed to be filled. Pulling aside my poor soaked panties, I guided his hand to my pussy, and couldn’t hold my moans as he plunged his fingers deep inside, his rough fingers filling me up, thrusting in and out of me, faster, harder, deeper.

I had a long day, so I said no the first time Kyle asked if I wanted him to fuck me. Then I knelt back between his legs to suck his cock.

After I came up for a bit of a breather, Kyle tried his luck again. My pussy was throbbing with lust, and I thought to myself fuck it. “I want you inside me,” I told him, as I sat back up to straddle him.

I ground my hips against his as his lips hungrily met mine, and I sat on his lap for a bit as we made out.

He helped me get my panties off – shame, I’d wanted him to fuck me wearing it – and guided me back on his cock, hands on my hips steadying me as I slowly slid him inside me.

It had been a while. Not as long as Kyle’s dry spell, mind you, but it had been a good few months since I’d seen any action. It took a little bit of getting used to, as I slowly got used to how Kyle’s cock felt.

And he filled me up perfectly.

Putting my hands on his shoulders, I got to work riding him.

Kyle laid back, enjoying the view, his hands roaming all over. Guiding my hips, caressing my face, my lips, my hair, and his favourite – playing with my pierced nipples. He groped, pinched, and teased them with his hands and mouth, thoroughly enjoying playing with them til they were oh so tender.

Honestly, I’ve been a little out of practice, but over time it got better. We slowly got into a steady rhythm that worked for us.

When I got tired of riding, I’d kneel back between his legs to suck his cock. His eyes were closed the entire time, and he let out the occasional groan.

The first time Kyle pulled me up as I was getting into the rhythm of sucking his cock, I was surprised. He guided me to put my full weight on him, as he kissed me passionately. “You don’t mind the taste of your cock?” I asked, and he simply kissed me in response.

At some point, I asked where he wanted to finish, and he retorted with anywhere I wanted him to.

Impatient for his cum, “tell me where,” I repeated, and he replied that he wanted to cum on my tits.

We fucked until my pussy couldn’t take anymore, then I went back to kneel between his cock.

We’d been going at it the whole night, and I don’t know about him, but I didn’t want the night to end. However, It was a culmination of nerves, excitement, and probably the few pints of beer we’d downed earlier on. Neither of us could go as long as we wanted to. In hindsight, Kyle was fantastic for lasting as long as he did, dry spell and all.

“Kyle, cum on my tits please,” I laid on the bed, gently playing with his balls as he straddled me, jerking himself to completion all over my tits. He gave me the loveliest pearl necklace.

I had nowhere to go, but I enjoyed wearing his cum on me after he’d left.

Naturally, I snapped him a picture and sent it over after he got home.

That was the first time I met Kyle.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xhgnjj/ended_a_redditors_dry_spell_and_he_got_me