The time I [f]ucked a guy an hour after meeting him online…

I had the day off from work and was dicking around OKCupid one Friday afternoon when a guy started chatting me up (this was years ago, when anyone could message anyone). His bio was pretty empty, the type of profile I normally ignore, but he was hot and I was bored and horny so I said screw it and started talking to him. The convo turned to fucking pretty quickly — he told me he was married but his wife didn’t like having sex anymore and said she didn’t care if he hooked up with other women since she was no longer interested. No idea if this was true but I was a few weeks out of a relationship and hadn’t had sex in a good while so I asked if he wanted to come over when he was off work. He had about an hour left so I decided to have some fun and tease him by telling him how turned on I was and “my pussy is dripping” and how much I wanted him to “fill my hole” (all of which was true, I was aching to be fucked by this point). He said I was driving him crazy and decided to duck out a few minutes early.

Half an hour later he was outside my apartment. I let him in and was pleased to see he was even hotter in person than in his photos — 6’3”, nice beard, nice hair, great body. (For the record I’m 5’5”, short dark hair, thin, small but cute tits.) I led him to my bedroom and shut the door. After a moment where he looked unsure of what to do, I pulled him to me and started kissing him. That’s all it took — his hands were instantly all over my body, running over my ass, hips, tits. I undid his belt and jeans and dropped to my knees, looking up at him while I took out his cock. It was already hard and fucking BIG. He’d mentioned he was hung but in my experience a lot of guys who say that aren’t really that big, and the ones who actually are won’t shut up about it. He’d only said it once and casually so I didn’t think much of it, but he had to be 9” and thick. I could barely get my mouth around it so I focused more on dragging my tongue over the shaft and sucking the head while I used my hand to jerk him off. He began thrusting and I kept my head still so he could fuck my mouth, gently because he could tell I wouldn’t be able to take it hard. After a minute he pulled me to my feet and kissed me again and we moved to the bed. He pulled off my dress (I’d skipped the bra and panties) and started circling my nipples with his tongue, something that always immediately makes my pussy start throbbing. I told him I wanted him to fuck me but he said “not yet” and knelt down and began licking my clit instead, sliding his fingers inside me, slowly adding one after the other until three were in me. From the way I was moaning he could tell I was desperate to be fucked, so he stood up, took off his clothes (yep, definitely a great body), put on a condom, pulled me to the edge of the bed, teased my pussy with the tip of his cock for mercifully only a moment, and pushed into me.

It had been ages since I’d had a cock that big and it was a bit of a shock at first, even with how wet I was. I think he realized it because after the initial thrust he began pulling out and pushing back in slowly until there was no resistance. He held my legs open wide so he could get in as deep as possible and I let my body relax, loving that I could just lie back and take his cock. I told him how much I loved the feeling of being filled by him and that I wanted it faster. He obliged and I began rubbing my clit. I was already close to cumming and I knew exactly how to push myself over the edge, and from the way he started moaning and muttering “fuck” under his breath I could tell my pussy contracting on his cock must have felt amazing. After I came he flipped me over and took me from behind, my favorite position, and it wasn’t long before he noticed if he moved me over a bit we’d be facing my wall mirror. He slid me over, held me up so my back was against his chest, and continued to thrust, telling me he loved how my tits bounced when I was being fucked. I turned my head to kiss him but he used one arm to put me in sort of a half nelson so he could keep me up and grab the back of my hair and make me watch myself in the mirror, and started saying what a slut I must be to let someone I barely knew come over and fuck me. His free hand moved to my clit and he continued telling me I was his whore now and he was going to fuck me whenever he liked, however he liked. For me “slut” and “whore” are magic words and I knew it was only a matter of time before I came. Then he said “cum on my cock again, you little slut, cum for daddy” and I fucking lost it. My body started convulsing as I came — I think I would have actually collapsed off the bed if he wasn’t holding me up. After a minute he laid back, still inside me, and pulled me back so I was laying on top of him. He held my legs open and started thrusting again, fast and hard, and I knew he was going to cum at any moment. My body was done after that last orgasm so I just laid there on top of him like a rag doll and let him fuck me while he whispered in my ear “yes, take it, slut, take my cock like a good fucktoy.” After hearing that I thought I might have cum again but as soon as I whimpered “yes daddy, please use my hole” I felt his cock start to throb inside me. As he came he held onto me tight and breathed heavy into my ear, and when he was done I rolled off him and we just laid there for a bit. Once I caught my breath and started to calm down a bit I teased him and said it was a bold move to assume I’d like the “slut/whore/daddy” stuff, and he told me some of my answers to questions on OKCupid made him think I’d be into it and he figured he’d risk it. Obviously I was glad he did.

He and I hooked up a handful of times after that but eventually drifted apart. (He’s still one of best fucks I’ve had.) If you guys enjoyed this maybe I’ll post about some of our other encounters as well :)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9890x7/the_time_i_fucked_a_guy_an_hour_after_meeting_him