(F)irst time (m)eeting someone just for sex | 2016

A while ago I got an app on my phone with the idea of finding a local hookup... or at least fantasizing at the thought of it. While on a work trip, I spent my evenings alone in a boring hotel, and decided to start chatting...

One guy caught my eye, not sure why but I decided to say hi, even though he had nothing written in his profile and only one pic. We hit it off straight away. It was easy, texting Rob. He was friendly, fun, playful, and seemed to be able to turn me on with a few quick texts. I decided to meet him, but then he got sick, so our plans were cancelled.

I live about an hour away, so I figured that was it, and thought I'd probably never end up seeing him. Several weeks later, I was back in town, and we'd still been exchanging texts here and there, flirting, sending pics, teasing each other. I'd never met up with anyone with the intention of having sex - previously I'd only ever slept with a guy I was in a relationship with or knew very well. The thought of meeting someone for the first time and fucking straight away was exhilarating but also terrifying. I think my heart was racing before I even turned into his street....

He met me out the front, seemed a bit awkward, and I probably did too. My words seemed to disappear, I smiled, we went inside. He went and sat on the couch, so I put my purse down and took my shoes off, and sat down beside him. We awkwardly chatted about boring irrelevant things, the house, the weather - I felt tense and wondered if this was going to be a complete disaster.

Rob seemed to decide it was time to get things moving so he rather suddenly leaned over and kissed me, hard. He pushed me down onto the couch, exploring my mouth with such intensity I had to gasp for breath. He stood up, motioned towards his bedroom, and I followed. He pushed me down onto his bed and continued kissing me, while running his hands roughly over my body. It felt amazing and yet so strange to feel unfamiliar hands touching me.

Rob was still standing, and I undid his jeans, pulling his jocks down to release his thick cock that was far more impressive than the pics he'd texted me. I could feel myself getting wet as I leant down and took it in my mouth, swirling my tongue around the head, licking firmly, sucking gently, and then pulling him deep into me with my hands grasping his ass. He moaned as I took him in deep, and I had a rush of desire. I got lost in the moment, enjoying the feel of him in my mouth, tasting his precum, feeling his hard cock with my hand that seemed so small around it. He grasped my head and started to thrust harder and faster. I felt myself start to gag but at the same time didn't want to stop. He moaned again as he thrust in deeper down my throat and I choked, coughing, gasping for breath, my eyes wide as I looked up at him in shock. I wasn't upset, but hadn't ever felt so simultaneously vulnerable and excited. Every inch of me wanted to pleasure him.

He told me to take my clothes off, and I found that I couldn't get my hands to follow my brain. I felt like a doll, waiting to be moved, and yet I felt remarkably calm like I was in a trance. He smirked at me as he realised I wasn't making any progress taking my dress off. He pulled it off roughly, followed by my bra and underwear. He pinched my nipples roughly, then sucked on them and bit them lightly. I moaned, and as he reached down and fingered me I could feel moans escaping beyond my control.

His fingers felt amazing. I don't know what he did exactly, but I felt like I was going to another world. I felt my pussy clenching his fingers, felt my wetness on his hand, and I felt a heat creeping over my whole body. I shuddered and moaned as I came hard on his hand, and he quickly removed his hand and grabbed a condom as I tried to catch my breath. Lying on my back, I felt good. Just good. As if time had stopped.

I felt Rob's hard cock press against me as I looked up at him and felt surprised again at how unfamiliar he was. He thrust hard and deep inside me and I moaned loudly. I think I probably moaned with every thrust though I can't really recall. He pressed himself on top of me, pinning me to the bed. Not my favourite position, but the intensity with Rob was amazing. He easily overpowered me, though I certainly wasn't resisting. To my surprise he placed his hand over my throat and gently squeezed.

Feeling a big, strong man holding me down, choking me with his hand after choking me with his cock, fucking me roughly, was incredible. I could feel my pussy spasming the whole time, as if in one big orgasm. Rob moaned and started to thrust harder. Fuck yeah he said, come on my hard cock, thats it, come for me. I was moaning in pleasure as he grunted and came hard.

We lay in silence, gasping, waiting to catch our breath. The words came easier afterwards. We talked about favourite books, tv shows, plans for the week. Then I left, only about on hour after I'd first arrived. Thoroughly satisfied, pleasantly sore, still tingling.