I really should have bought one of those “I ❤️ NY” shirts before I headed home. Not only did I eat my way through the Jewish food of the LES, but I, myself, was devoured. I fucking love NYC.

Per usual, the ad has been deleted already, but had my usual MO: plus sized girl visiting the big city and seeking some one-sided oral company in my limited free time.

I’ve done this sort of thing several times, but I have never had the sort of response I got from the gentleman of NYC and surrounding burbs. I have NEVER had replies from so many objectively attractive men who put effort into their replies. Plus, most of y’all actually had seemed to read my ad. I’m still in shock: cute guys with reading comprehension. Be still my heart.

I really appreciated the quality of responses I got. I wish I had been able to enjoy the company of more of you, but, sadly, I had much less availability than I had hoped for. When I’m back in the city (or you’re in the DC area), I’d love to hit some of you up again. I think you know who you are…and for those that I didn’t uphold my end of the convo with, I’m sorry. The volume of quality responses was truly overwhelming.

In the end, I was only able to squeeze one person in. He had daytime availability and I cleared an afternoon, because greedy. We had been chatting for a few days online and I got a good vibe from him so I asked him to come directly up to my room. He came over as I was finishing up work and we chatted while I sent a few more emails.

We moved to the bed to chat. He looked like his pictures and acted like his messages and I felt immediately comfortable with him. We had more in common than I was expecting and that was also reassuring. It was nice to talk to someone who just got it. It wasn’t long until he started to rub my calves, and then we began kissing and getting handsy.

Soon after that, his mouth started to work its way down to my neck and ears, then my breasts, my belly…my thighs and eventually between my thighs. I loved how comfortable he was with my body. He’d grab one of my thighs and spread my legs apart more to get a better angle. Or he’d just grab a handful of my love handles or ass or breast. I love men who aren’t afraid to grab the chub. He would come up for air and finger fuck me as he straddled one of my legs, watching me squirm and moan, and then go down for more.

At one point he said “if you need to check your phone and do any work, feel free.” So yeah, new kink unlocked: being eaten out while replying to emails and Teams messages. I felt so desired and so productive 😂

At one point I dropped my phone on the floor and paused us to grab it. He used that as an excuse to first smack, and then eat, my fat ass, as I leaned over, half off the bed, the phone a distant thought.

We spent 3.5 hours together, with his mouth on me or his fingers in me — or both. Sometimes we’d take a break and chat and laugh as he got handsy with me. Sometimes we’d have conversations as he had his fingers in me, like it’s totally normal to talk about your college major as someone finger fucks you.

He was a perfect RAOMD gentleman. He stayed fully clothed. Never asked or even hinted about reciprocation. Never “accidentally” moved my hand to his erection. Focused entirely on me and made me feel so sexy and desired. I was a nonsensical pile of jello by the end of our time together.

New York, you were the absolute best. The food, the company…I need to try to get back soon, and hopefully make some more memories.