As I drove home that night, I don’t think I was really aware of how many different little kinks and fetishes I’d just fulfilled. But in fairness to myself, I’d just had what was, at the time, the most passionate sex of my life.
To start from the beginning, though… Summertime in Phoenix can be stifling. After a long day of over 100 degree heat, I was tired, but still looking for some way to blow off steam. I got on my phone and started browsing omegle (I know… not the most consistent way to find a hookup, but when I’ve been successful there, it’s been amazing) and was about to give up when I met J. J was 19, and from the other side of the city. She, like me, was tired of the summer tedium already, and looking for someone to talk to. We quickly hit it off and, after a few days of talking over Kik, I finally asked if she wanted to meet up.
J was understandably hesitant at first. After all, I was just a random 26 year old guy from across town. We’d only exchanged face pics at that point, but after we had reassured each other that there would be no expectation of anything beyond conversation, she eventually agreed.