A Random Act of Follow-Up [FM]

I posted this story on another, now defunct account. I’m still often asked by those who’ve read my collaborative [success story](https://www.reddit.com/r/RandomActsOfMuffDive/comments/7ostfc/success_f4m_denver_or_how_i_learned_to_stop/) what happened after. Our second meeting was actually the most fun I’ve ever had, so anything that noteworthy is worth sharing, right?

To recap: I connected with my play date through RAOMD. We met up in December for the first time. After nearly a month of exchanging messages and trying to meet up, we were finally able to do so. Our night together was an absolute blast. He got me off more times than I could count with his skilled fingers, tongue, and cock. He also claimed the title of the best oral I’ve ever had. By the time we parted ways, I was sore (no one had ever worked my pussy that well), dripping wet, and already making plans for our next meeting.

The next few weeks didn’t work for either of us, but we still maintained daily communication. During our back and forth, we both confided our fantasies for the next time. Among many other things, I had mentioned sneaking away to a stairwell so that he could go down on me and eventually fuck me. He mentioned answering the door in either a towel or naked and having me drop to my knees and sucking him off right then and there. By the time the night of our tryst arrived, I could barely think straight. My body was practically aching for his, and my mind was a flurry of our previous encounter mingled with all of the things we had spoken of in the interim.

When I knocked on the door, he slowly answered, remaining hidden behind the door. However, a mirror on the opposite side of the room betrayed him; he was completely naked and I was quite the happy girl. However, I resisted the urge to suck his dick, and instead crawled into the bed with him. After a few minutes, we were all over each other.

I stripped down to my black lace busier and thigh highs while we reacquainted ourselves with the other’s body. He plunged his tongue past my crotchless panties and ate me while I ran my hands over his incredible body. Shortly after, he ordered me to remove them so that he had unfettered access.

Soon, he was fucking me, whispering to me how tight I was and how good I felt between soft moans. I came on his cock a few times, before I rode him, came again, and then got on my knees on the floor while he sat on the bed and sucked his dick for a bit. It wasn’t long before we were fucking again, and he grabbed me to the edge of the bed and fucked me amazingly hard and deep. He eventually came inside of me, and we took a break before heading to dinner.

After decent food and a ridiculous conversation, we went back to the room to drop a few things off, then he asked me if I still wanted to fuck in the stairwell. He advised me of our best options (he diligently looked into everything I had mentioned to ensure all of my fantasies were completely fulfilled), and I followed him into the dingy stairwell. We started fooling around before he started going down on me again. He was great, but the angle accessibility was less than ideal. We decided to try fucking, but were once again hindered by the awkwardness of the location. So we quickly went back to the room and immediately resumed.

We took a break and he asked me what I wanted (a game we played with each other). I told him that because he was so focused on me the time before, I wanted this time to be about him. He said that giving me what I wanted was what he wanted. We playfully went back and forth before he asked me if I wanted him to eat my ass. He ventured there the time before, but this time, he made it an event in and of itself. He bent me over and went to work while simultaneously fingering my pussy and rubbing my clit. When I came, I was barely able to speak or move. His smug smile said more than I could.

We eventually started fucking again, and were going at it for a long while when he asked me if I wanted his cock in my ass (something we’d talked about prior and eagerly agreed to). I told him yes, and he whispered to me, asking me if I was a good girl. That nearly did me in on the spot. He told me to tell him how I was a good girl and what I did to deserve him to fuck me ass, and then he told me to beg for it, I came, and he told me I was, in fact, a good girl. Then he told me that while he wanted to fuck my ass, my pussy felt so good that he didn’t know which he wanted more; I knew exactly what he meant. Still, we decided to give it a shot.

I was so wet, we barely needed lube for anal. However, after a couple of half-hearted attempts to get it in, he plunged back into my pussy. I kept telling him how amazing he is and how he was easily the best fuck I’d ever had (I came to the conclusion that I’d never been properly fucked until him, which was intoxicating). I was so caught up in the moment that I started making out with him. This is particularly funny, only because I had invoked hooker rules the time before and insisted on no kissing. He seemed tickled, and then turned on, by this, so we rolled with it. He started moaning my name over and over, which was so incredibly hot that a wave of orgasms hit me, each more intense than the last. We continued until he made me beg for him to cum inside of my pussy, and he obliged; spent and contented, we went to sleep shortly after.

At an ungodly hour, I woke up craving him again. He was still sleeping, but stirred a few times. We had previously discussed standing consent in these situations (which I can’t stress enough, by the way), and I was given carte blanche. So I started slowly rubbing his balls, then his cock, through his underwear. He let out a few soft moans while he instantly got hard for me. He started to wake up, so my efforts became more eager. It wasn’t long before he was awake and disrobing for me. Then he was inside of me, musing how he couldn’t believe that I was still so tight after our previous sessions. After a particularly intense orgasm, I pushed him off of me and down. He coyly asked me what I wanted, and I finally found my words: “Eat my pussy.” And he didn’t disappoint. He quickly brought me to orgasm, and I was nearly in tears (a first for me). We then switched between him fucking me, me fucking him, and I came more times than I could count. It was when I was riding him that I had an intense squirting orgasm, which seemed to amuse him. After my body couldn’t take anymore, I rolled over while he stroked his dick for a bit. We both decided to go back to sleep for a few more hours.

However, once we were up for the day, we were back at it. He started stroking himself and my clit simultaneously while I trailed my fingers all over his body. He then aggressively got between my legs, pushed his cock inside of me, and kept varying his strokes to drive me absolutely wild. He then started teasing me with the tip, and told me to tell him what I wanted. I stubbornly refused and told him I’d just take what I wanted, which he coyly denied me. He told me again to tell him what I wanted, and I finally relented. “I want your cock deep insi—“ was all I managed to get out before he was balls deep in me. I came from that one calculated stroke. After a while, I was back on top until orgasms overtook me again. I rolled off and eventually I was begging him to fuck me in the ass. Lubed up and ready to go, he thrusted his cock into my ass and fucked me until he asked me where I wanted him to cum. I told him in my ass between moans, and he made me repeat myself, louder each time (we could both hear people outside of the door, and I surmise this is why he made me beg so loudly), until he filled my asshole.

We cleaned up and departed shortly thereafter. While we haven’t met since (well, not for any salacious fun, anyway) we remain good friends. While brief, it was still easily the most exhilarating sex I’ve had to date. And I definitely think it was worth the follow up share.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8v0e99/a_random_act_of_followup_fm