[M/F] The wonders of hooking up through Reddit | 2016

I read this sub on a regular basis, but I seldom have experiences worthy of it. That all changed this past Tuesday. If you want to ignore the build-up, feel free to skip the next few paragraphs...

I've been frequenting subs like /r/r4r, /r/dirtyr4r, /r/randomactsofmuffdive, etc., for a few weeks now with varying amounts of success. And by, "varying amounts," I mean, I've gotten two responses and zero sexual encounters so far. Instead of browsing those subreddits individually, I began using the notorious reddit search function with the terms "f4m" and another few to specify my area. On Sunday, I came across an /r/troll4troll post with those designations, so despite having never even heard of the sub before, I gave the post a look. It wasn't anything sexual, just someone looking for a dinner companion (on her dime, I might add) for a night or two while she was in town on business. With nothing to lose and only a free dinner to gain, I sent a response.

She replied and we began using kik to communicate back and forth. We exchanged pictures (suffice it to say for now that she was foxy, but I'll save the in-depth physical descriptions for later) and began chatting. We were a little flirty to begin with, but things slowly began getting more sexual. She mentioned she was bringing a vibrator, asked if she should shave, etc. We eventually agreed sex was on the table as an option, but that we would meet at Potbelly's (a sandwich place) a couple days later for dinner first. We texted more over the next 48 hours, getting increasingly sexual in the process. While she was describing how wet her panties kept getting, I even sent her a couple of pictures to tease her with the sort of bulge she was giving me.

That day, I rushed home after work and made sure to shower for like 25 minutes and scrub thoroughly with my mint body wash. I also used coconut oil as moisturizer and gargled mouthwash for at least twice the recommended minimum. I drove all the way back to where dinner was planned (only 5 minutes from work, but I wanted to be fresh) and got there a little late because of traffic. She was late, too, because of all of her shaving, so it worked out.

I suppose this is where I should describe us. She's way hotter than I am, though I'm sure she'd disagree. She's 5'7 with a great, curvy body. One of those big asses that looks great in tight jeans (which she was wearing) and a pair of breasts (36 C) perfectly proportionate to her body. Her hair, though buzz-cut on the sides and the back, is otherwise silvery blue and 4 or 5 inches long. She says its called a line bob. She sent me this picture the next day, and agreed to let me share it with you folks.

I'm 5'10, about 170 lbs with an olive sort of complexion and lots of chest hair. Upon seeing my initial picture (not shown above because it has my face) she was immediately enamored with my tattoos (of which I have 10). Short brown hair, brown eyes, etc. She claims I looked like David Krumholtz when I had long hair, but I've hear Shia LaBoeuf and Italian John Cusack far more often.

Anyway, I let her go first in line so I could check her out more patiently, and, you know, because manners. We got our sandwiches (she got nasty tuna salad and I got a delicious chicken and cheese) and I sat us down in a rather secluded spot so we could have our privacy. We hit it off well and within 15 minutes, we were rubbing legs under the table and I had my hand on her thigh. We talked nonetheless for another 20 minutes before deciding to go back to her hotel.

This is where it starts getting sexy

Though she mentioned kissing me outside of her car, I couldn't wait that long, so I pushed her against the side of the Potbelly's and started kissing her right there. We both knew it was on. She was moaning as I ran my fingers through her hair and pulled it and kissed her neck and nibbled her ear. I pawed at her breasts like a teenager and even teased my fingers along the waistband of her jeans, but she meekly suggested going back to her room before getting any further. I agreed and walked back to my car with a bounce in my step.

We arrived at the hotel minutes later and made out a little more in the elevator before scurrying to her room. Once inside, I pushed her against the wall and resumes where we had left off, though more fiercely. I curled my fingers around a fistful of her and pulled it to expose her neck, letting me bite and lick it to my heart's content. She kept grinding up against me and I knew she could feel how hard I was. We pulled away for a moment to take our jackets and shoes off, eyeing each other hungrily, though with slightly-nervous smirks, the entire time.

We embraced once more and collapsed onto the bed in each other's arms. Lips were bitted, tongues wrestled, mouth were explored; it was passionate stuff. She started unbuttoning my shirt, so I helped her. Soon enough, I was wearing only boxers. She, however was still dressed, but that just wouldn't do. I peeled her jeans off and tossed them aside so that all she was wearing was a teal tank top and an orange matching bra and panty set. Every bit of the exposed skin that I kissed tasted sweet, something we both attribute to the massive amounts of sweet tea she drinks.

Unable to wait any longer, I eagerly pushed her knees up by her head and buried my face between her legs. The overwhelming aroma of her pussy was intoxicating. I could tell she was soaking wet, and she later told me she had been since walking to her car from the sandwich shop. My stubble tickled her inner thighs as I rubbed my face along the crotch of her panties, basking in it all. Just by looking at the surrounding area of pristine, shaven skin, I knew I was in for a treat. I pulled the soaked gusset aside and laughed at how lucky I was. I remember repeating things like, "Holy shit," and, "Oh my God," as I had my head there, first admiring her pink, swollen pussy lips and her tightly puckered, flawless asshole. I spent time tonguing both, tasting her juices and burrowing my tongue as deep inside of her as it would go. She was writhing and moaning my name and I felt her body shiver as I started licking around her asshole, too.

I kissed her and we shared her arousal on my lips before she began pawing at my boxers. I laid back and let her kiss my tip, teasing me and looking into my eyes as she tongued the underside of my head and planted her lips in several places along my shaft. She sucked on my balls and eventually began taking my full length into her mouth. I'm not that long, but my tip kept on stopping at the back of her throat. Like a goddamn pro, she swallowed it and deep throated me, at which point I shivered in pleasure and began cursing again. I didn't want to cum just yet, so I pushed back and began kissing her as my fingers began exploring her slick folds. I fingered her for a while and though neither of us can honestly remember if she came there, we quickly decided we needed to have sex.

Both totally naked by now, I put on a condom as she grabbed her Lelo Nea vibrator and got on her back. She kept on begging me to fuck her, but I took my time rubbing my tip along her sopping slit and using it to massage her clit. I would push it in an inch or two and take it back out and repeat the process. We were both getting desperate, though, so I inevitably sunk it in all the way. We both gasped and kissed each other as we got used to the incredible feeling. I started out with slow, measured thrusts, but I'm no monk, so that quickly turned into rapid thrusting. The vibrator on her clit even felt somewhat good to me, and soon enough I was cumming.

Too soon, frankly, but you know those moments, guys, where you just wanna look at your penis and give it a big hug and buy it a nice meal to say "thanks, buddy"? This night was one of them. I somehow stayed hard through my first orgasm and kept on pounding away as she was wailing louder than I've ever heard a girl moan at my ministrations. She kept begging for "one more"-- and I'm still not sure what she meant. One more thrust? One more orgasm? One more minute? Whatever it was, I guess I complied satisfactorily, because she came hard and took the vibrator away just moments before I came a second time.

Both exhausted, we kissed for a few minutes and embraced each other, wanting anything but to leave the warmth of penetration. We eventually did, and I trudged over to the trash can to throw out the condom before returning to the bed to lay with her. We recovered in our post-coital afterglow and talked for a while about god knows what. I drank some water and counted down until I was feeling recharged enough for another round. I asked her to get on her stomach so I could "rub her back", which I did for all of about 3 minutes before we were kissing again and she was squirming beneath me on the bed. I kissed the nape of her neck and down her spine and began licking her asshole in earnest, teasing it with a finger until she began asking me to rub my cock on it.

She had told me she was into ass play, and although I've never had much experience beyond licking and fingering, I've always been aroused by the idea. She didn't know it at the time (because lack of experience is not something I often tell girls in the courting process), but when she asked me to fuck her and I obliged, it was my first time having anal sex. I went in condomless at her request and made sure there was lots and lots of saliva and her natural lube to facilitate the process. She had purchased lube, but neither of us even had to touch the bottle before I was buried hilt-deep in her ass and she was writhing in pleasure. I was still so rigid (Thanks, buddy) and gently pushing in and out of her, kissing her ears and her lips as she insisted that I cum in her ass. I wish I could say I lasted longer, but hearing those words makes it so hard to maintain self-control. I quickly afterwards had my third orgasm of the night.

We rested for a little while longer before showering together and drying off in the bathroom. I began getting dressed, but I couldn't yet bring myself to leave. She was wearing a tank top and some shorts, lying on her stomach on the bed. I kept on looking at the shape of her ass in an otherwise plain pair of men's boxers and I couldn't help myself. I pulled them down and spread her asscheeks for better access to her perfect little holes. I licked her pussy and asshole alternately before using my hand to stimulate her clit while focusing on her anus. She tensed up and with her hands clenching the sheets, came in only a minute or two, and I knew I couldn't leave without at least one more fuck.

This time, she mounted me and began riding me slowly. I helped myself to her breasts and have I described them yet? She has these wonderful pink nipples that stick out so far when they're erect, with those little bumps around her big areolae. I kissed her neck and her breasts and sucked on them and traced circles around her nipples until I was getting worked up enough to take control. By her silvery hair, I pulled her face down into the crook of my neck and shoulder, and secured the rest of hr body against mine with a hand on her ass. Though my thighs were sore as this point, I put all the energy I had left into my fervent thrusts, her cries ringing in my ear as we came again, me first, then her.

We recovered, albeit more slowly this time, and finally got around to getting me dressed for the last time. After agreeing to meet again the next night (yesterday), we parted ways and texted a bit more while I went home. Stay tuned for part two, and hopefully for part 3, which should take place this weekend.

edit - part 2 is here