I had my first one night stand in Miami [FM] (22F)

I met E on the way to the beach. He was so cute, with tanned, smooth skin, freckles, brown and blonde dreadlocks, light eyes. Gorgeous smile. He intercepted my cousin and I to ask for donations for children with cancer. He was instantly attracted to me, with my outgoing, bright personality, not to mention my cute lil petite body in a bathing suit. The way he was flirting with me, plus those psychological manipulation marketing tactics – I ended up donating 100$ 😭. I’m an empathetic sucker, what can I say. I was in too deep and it was a reputable charity, so money well spent.

Turns out, he liked how generous I was. He was so flirty and cute and from Puerto Rico and I was in Miami, so I gave him my number. The next day, my two friends and I decide to go dancing, and I invite him out. He texts me at midnight to tell me he is there. I read the text and excuse myself to go the bathroom (and find him, mainly). I found him almost immediately, drinking a water. He looked cute in his lil layered surfer boy laid back outfit. I was pretty excited to see this kind, bright, gorgeous person with whom I was very attracted to when I met him at the beach. It wasn’t just his looks, I loved his vibe.

I thought maybe, we’ll just hang out, chat, have drinks, have a fun time. I didn’t know yet I was going to go home with him until we started dancing. We didn’t talk much as it was so loud in there, and pretty quickly started moving our bodies to the loud beat of the club. Of course, he was a fantastic dancer. He had rhythm and he knew how to move his hips. As a former dancer myself, I’m a sucker for someone who knows how to dance.

We’re face to face, moving our hips together in sync to the rhythm. I turn around, backing up to let my plump, tight orange mini skirt-covered ass grind up against his pelvis. I felt his dick get hard as he was moving his hips in tandem with mine. His hands were all over my waist and hips, feeling me up, lighting my skin on fire. He starts pumping his hips back and forth to the music, grinding his cock right onto my pussy. At this point, with an edible and a couple drinks already in my system, my pussy was on fire. My juices were literally running down my legs. I wanted him. With my hand guiding his, I let him run it over the front of my skirt over my pussy and press into me with his fingers, turning me on even more. He asked me in my ear if I want to go home with him. I didn’t even have to think about it. Of course I did.

I told my friends where I was going, they told me to go for it. E and I got into a semi-private booth to order an Uber, and immediately we were all over each other. He was biting my lower lip roughly, giving me a hint of what was to come later, and kissing my neck. He glided his hand up my thighs, moving aside my brand new g-string thong, and easily slipped a finger into my soaking wet pussy.

“You’re so wet,” he breathed into my ear. I didn’t care that someone could see me. In fact I was a little excited by the idea that any clubber could glance in our vicinity and see this drunk slut getting fingered in the corner of the club. I hope someone saw and got a little bit turned on (I may or may not have an exhibition kink).

E took his fingers out of me and put them in my mouth, letting me suck my sweet juices off of him. He grabbed my neck and whispered in my ear, “tell me how you like it.” I told him I love being told what to do. I can’t remember what else I said or what he said when I asked back, because the next thing you know we’re in the Uber. Kissing a little in the back of the car but somehow restraining ourselves out of respect for the driver.

All restraint dropped when we got to his bedroom. He guided me through his house and onto his bed. We started making out again. He helped me glide off every single piece of (minimal) clothing I was wearing, and I did the same to him. We fucked for hours, going for thirds and fourths. He couldn’t get enough of my body and I of him. I came hard on his cock, him rapidly slamming into me in doggy position while I furiously rubbed my clit. I could feel the pleasure and tightness inside of me building and building until I couldn’t hold it any longer and exploded into a twitching mess all over his cock. His roommate was home, but E told me he was chill so I didn’t hold back my moans. Besides, I liked the idea that we might have a listening ear enjoying the sounds of us fucking. For a second I even imagined his roommate even stepping into the room and joining us. He didn’t tho 😇 God I think I really am a slut..

We fucked in every position, multiple times. I sucked him off, he fingered me expertly while I rubbed my clit. His curved cock was the perfect size for sucking. My lips wrapped around it so beautifully. He asked me to take his dick all the way into my mouth, and I did it with ease. He loved the head I gave him 😝 maybe that’s why he kept asking for it. He came in my mouth multiple times. He was communicative, told me what he liked, and I the same. He bit my neck hard and left a mark as he roughly fucked me. He called me a dirty slut in my ear. As I was riding him, I brought my lips close to his ear and said, “you like fucking me like a dirty fucking whore, don’t you?” He started fucking me faster. He asked me to bite him. I bit his shoulder, his neck, and whispered in his ear as he started fucking me even faster, “You fucking masochist, even pain is turning you on.” His lasted not mere seconds after that until he shoved me off and I quickly put him in my mouth to swallow his cum like a good girl. 😇

We slept maybe 4 hours. Talked about our goals and passions in the morning (in between fucking about four more times). I got him off again, I would have gotten off again if I didn’t have to run to the bathroom with the alcohol shits lol. I’ve grown a lot, I think, sexually and emotionally to be able to have such fiery, communicative sex like that. The fact that he’s about 5 years older also helped.

I’ve never done anything like this before, but I trusted my attraction and intuition and I’m proud of myself for that. He called me an enigmatic creature at some point in the morning. When I was leaving, E helped me dress myself, saying “people always get help taking their clothes off, but never back on.” 🥹 Fucking cutie. He was sensual and sweet up until the last moment. Waiting at the door for my Uber, he said, “you seem sad to leave.” I think I was a little sad, to know that so quickly, that was the end of such a fun and passionate connection with someone. I guess that’s the joy of one night stands though. 😋

Let me know in the comments if you enjoyed. And if you’d like more stories from me, I have plenty 😊

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11l9h81/i_had_my_first_one_night_stand_in_miami_fm_22f