We [m]et on Reddit, then spent the whole night [f]ucking our brains out. | 2016

As the title implies, we met on Reddit and began chatting... And after months of flirting, texting, and everything you can do long distance, as well as cultivating a friendship, we decided to meet. He was Filipino (new for me) and older (new for me as well). But he was also caring, sensual, and we both had very strong sexual appetites.

When I pulled up to the coffee shop where we had agreed to meet, he texted to me that he was already inside. I stepped out of my car and sauntered up to the door, and I saw him watching me through the window.

My heart was beating out of my chest as he smiled at me. My friend was tall, with short, thick black hair. His brown eyes twinkled at me through delicate wire-rimmed glasses, and he had a big, gorgeous smile. He looked even sexier in person that his pictures had shown.

As I walked up to the table, he looked me up and down appreciatively. My long, red hair hung straight down my shoulders, and I was wearing my favorite dress. It was green to bring out my eyes, and accentuated all my curves. With my heels, I was a couple inches taller than he was. He stood up and we embraced. Already I could feel electricity crackling between us. "You feel so good," I whispered into his ear. It was true- his hard body seemed to fit snugly against me, and I could feel his arms encircling me, so strong and holding me so tightly.

"You do too," he said, and his voice was even more seductive than it sounded over the phone. Then he kissed me. I was really surprised- he had said that he was going to be a good boy, not make the first move, be a gentleman... But his lips found mine so quickly and I don't remember anything but mindless pleasure. Just as quickly he pulled away. With a pouty look on my face, I grabbed his shirt collar and pulled him towards me. "More," I half-moaned, and sought out his mouth again. Right there in the coffee shop, and I didn't care who saw. I had to have his tongue in my mouth again. Everything in my body was screaming "Fuck me now!" I'm sure he could sense it, because he pulled away, looking at me hungrily. I can't hardly explain how powerful his gaze was. He was looking at me like I was the one thing on the planet that he wanted. It made me feel like I was the only woman in the world. He whispered in my ear, "let's get a room." I nodded wordlessly, and we went outside.

Doing a little coordinating, we met at a nearby hotel. As we got out of our cars, I flowed into his arms and I could feel his hardness against my leg already. I started rubbing against it with my thigh, and he groaned. "Mmmm," I moaned against the smooth brown skin of his neck. "So nice..." He grabbed my hand and we could hardly keep off each other as we checked in. On the elevator, I tried to kiss him, but he ducked, teasing me.

Once we got into the room, he pushed me against the wall. With my coffee in one hand and bags in the other, I was immobilized. It gave him the perfect opportunity to search my body with his roaming hands, and explore my mouth. All I could do was moan. When he released me, I weakly set down my things, and sat on the bed. As I turned around, he had already stripped naked. My mouth opened in an O of surprise. I had planned on something more slow-paced. His skin was the color of cinnamon, and he had silky-looking black chest hair that I was aching to run my fingers through while I was riding him on top... His arms were toned, and his dusky nipples begged for me to drag my tongue across them. We chatted for a few moments, and then I dared to finally look between his legs. What I saw made my breath catch in my throat.

A happy trail led down his lean stomach to the apex of his thighs, leading to his nicely-sized, dusky-hued cock and balls. That perfect cock, with the huge, throbbing vein... It was obscenely bobbing towards his stomach, and looked rock hard and ready to fuck. I was trying to look anywhere but there, not wanting to seem too eager. Finally, he stood up, in all his naked glory, and asked me to bend over. When I did, his hands went up my skirt to feel the round globes of my ass. "I can't get over how soft your skin is," he sighed with contentment. "So pale and so soft..." as his fingers caressed my skin. I started backing my ass against his hands, but then he moved around to face me.

"I want to see you naked now," was his request. I was a little shy, and when my sexy Filipino tried to pull my clothes off, I resisted out of shyness. "Do you want me to get rough with you?" He whispered seductively. It was something we had talked about. "Only if you think I deserve it," was my reply. Without a word, he slapped me across the face. It wasn't hard enough to really hurt me, but it did sting. I looked at him with an equal mix of defiance and shame, and he jumped on top of me, pinning me down. His dark eyes had this really intense look of pure animal lust in them. Just the heat of his stare had my pussy craving his cock.

"Take your clothes off," he growled. When I shook my head no, he slapped me again, and it cracked resoundingly in the empty hotel room. Sullenly, I pulled off my dress to reveal my black cami and black lace panties. He smacked me again, and I felt a mix of intense lust mixed with anger. "What was that for?" I demanded, my cheeks burning with the fiery complexion of a redhead.

"For taking too long." And then he kissed me passionately as I hurried to shrug out of my top. (He told me later that the look in my eyes after he slapped me made him want to do it again and again, because he could tell it aroused me so much. And it did.) Then, he swiftly unhooked my bra, pausing for a long time to bite and lick my nipples, and then he pulled my panties off. (continued in the comments)