My [M] one night stand with a librarian [F]

I met her on POF; her pics were cute. We chatted a bit, she seemed interested so we arranged to meet for a date. She agreed to meet me at a coffee shop uptown at 7. I showered, shaved, and put on some fresh gear. I didn’t want to look disheveled or sloppy so I made sure that my clothes were clean and pressed. I even cleaned my sneakers off the best I could.

I drove to the agreed meeting spot and parked my car. I went in and had a look around, save for one other couple and the staff working, I was the only other person there. I ordered a drink and sat down at a table that gave me a view of the door so I could see when she arrived. I was waiting for about five minutes and she came through the door. She was a bit larger than she looked in her photos. She wasn’t obese, she was heavy in the hips and belly area with a small bust. Kind of misshapen and frumpy. She was about 5’2”, had wavy shoulder length dark hair held back with a cloth headband, bright blue eyes, and a cute smile. She wore a flowered sundress that was not very complimentary to her figure. She wasn’t horrible looking, but she was far from what I was expecting after looking at her photos. Not being shallow I don’t base my opinions based on looks alone so I wasn’t going to let my disappointment in being catfished by decisive photos stand in the way of having some drinks and casual conversation, which is exactly what we did.

Our night at the movies, November 2003 [MF]

We had met online and we immediately hit it off. It wasn’t ever meant to be true love; it was purely sexual. I don’t think either of us wanted anything more than some depraved kinky sex. We met frequently; it was never long until we were naked and pushing each other to our respective limits. We were both in our early 20’s and very much leaning about what our boundaries were and how far we could go beyond them.

One experience in particular stands out in my mind, and I’m going to share it with you today.

This happened to be one of the rare times that we did anything but get together to fuck. The new Will Farrell movie, ELF, was playing and we both wanted to see it. There was this new movie theatre downtown that had small screening rooms that you had to book in advance as well as the normal auditorium style theatres. These smaller theatres had shared seating, much like loveseats, rather than the traditional seats. There was maybe half a dozen of these loveseats in the room. You also had access to your own washrooms reserved for these special tickets. It was a single occupancy toilet, so when the door was locked you had complete privacy. We decided that booking one of the seats in the new smaller style theatre was the way to go.

We got high, I [M] fucked her ass [F]

We had just smoked a joint. She always was able to get good stuff, her connections were good. We smoked together frequently, we seemed to really mesh well while we were stoned. We were great stoners together. We always seemed to have the best sex while we were high, some of the most memorable times still turn me on to this day.

The effects were starting to take hold, the ganja was good. We were sitting on my bed and discussing where to watch the best porn. I was showing her some of the websites that I liked and she was really getting into it. As we surfed, we were getting more and more turned on and our clothing started to come off.

I started to play with her tits, her nipples were responsive to my touch and she shifted to give me better access. She was proud of her tits, they’re big and round and all hers. No fakes on this girl. She liked to show them off, and even more, she liked them played with.