I rcently had the good fortune of meeting a fellow redditor for cocktails and oral sex. It wasn't actually my first time doing it, but this is the first time I have decided to do a writeup. I am going to cover some of the "courtship" process from the perspective of a guy who got there, in hopes that some other guys who are curious how one gets there may find it enlightening.

So, I responded to this post: http://www.reddit.com/r/RandomActsOfMuffDive/comments/28mbc2/30_f4m_smart_sassy_curvy_girl_visiting_la/ I described myself a bit, and since she had mentioned in her post that she was looking for interesting conversation I suggested she look at my account's post history. It's not a complete throwaway account, so I have a bit more history than some of the folks who just post for hookups and such. I can only assume that contributed to seeming like a bit more of a well rounded human.

I also didn't send a dick pic with my message. For any guys reading this who are looking for tips on how to meet a lady on here, they all seem to not want to see unrequested pictures of a dick. I mean, it might make some semi-rational sense in RAOBJ (Don't send dick pics there, either.) but especially in RAOM, the lady is specifically posting looking for the type of sex where your dick isn't even involved. I have no idea why this needs to be said, but both women I met here (as well as every other women I've ever spoken to about the subject) spoke unfavorably about having gotten dick pics. I am just throwing that out there for the sake of the word.

In any event, after trading pictures and making broad statements of mutual attraction, we moved from reddit conversation to chatting on Kik. We knew why we were chatting, so we didn't really need to chat about that. We talked about comedy, why she was in town, the fact that she has never watched the TV show 'Broad City.' At no point did I need to directly ask "U wanna do sex at me?" or "Oooh baby tell me about your tits, and exactly which sex things you want me to do on you, and that youa re naked." That topic was sort of the implicit undercurrent through our whole conversation, so it just wasn't necessary. While I was chatting with her, eating a late lunch at a taco place waiting for my car to get finsihed with an oil change, we decided to meet in person the next day. The waitress at the taco place may have wondered why I looked so damn happy after finsihing such an ordinary chile relleno.

On the day, something minor had come up, so there was a little back and forth about whether we should meet or delay, since something minor had come up for her. We decided to work around it, and I met her for a drink that afternoon. I suggested a place near where she was staying since I knew the area a bit better than her. Conversation was interesting and wide ranging. Everything from the post Civil War reconstruction period in the South, to ideas for restructuring government and the education system were fair game. Also, the fact that she should watch Broad City. It's a really funny TV show. After about an hour, we both had empty drinks, so we shifted to talking business. Did we want to leave? Did we want to refill our glasses? We wanted to leave. And apparently she wanted to kiss me. The part you were hoping for when you started reading this success post Was On.

We headed back to where she was staying. I was kind of hoping to start making out with her in the elevator, but it was too crowded for that to be comfortable. Damn tourists. I did start getting a bit bolder in the hall on the way to her room since it was quiet. We made it in and started making out. She wound up on her back, with me kissing up her lags, lifting her dress, and shortly thereafter I was going at her full steam. She came fast and loud. It actually surpised me. I think the whole meeting a stranger thing must have been exciting for her. She mentioned she isn't usually that quick. I had fun trying some variations on her. I got on my back and had her ride my face. I got her back on her back and mostly used my hand. Variety is the spice of life and all that. At one point in conversation, she mentioned being a squirter sometimes. She asked me if I wanted to see her get herself off with a toy that makes her squirt. I was fascinated. First because I had never seen a girl squirt in real life. But second because seeing a girl masturbate is sort of my secret move.

I find it fascinating to see how a girl plays with herself, because it can really help me understand what works for her. I had actually suggested it to the first girl I met from RAOM, but the idea of an almost perfect stranger gawking at her while she went at it was very much not exciting to her. So, I never brought it up with the girl of the current success story. But I was kind of thrilled when she suggested it. We decided that she would get me off, and then I would watch her squirt while I dazedly afterglowed. Holy Shit that was fun.

We did more stuff for a while. (Some of which wasn't strictly RAOM-centric.) Unfortunately, I was on a rather tight schedule and had to go somewhere else, so I couldn't stay very late. The final orgasm tally is lost to history, but I can confidently say that we made good use of our time together. By the end she seemed pretty orgasmed-out and completely spacy. It was actually pretty funny. If I hadn't known the cause, I would have thought she was stoned out of her mind. At one point, somebody walked down the hallway having a conversation, and we were surpised at how clearly we could hear it through the door. She then reasised how loud she had been for the past few hours, and how clearly audible she must have been outside. The look on her face as that sank in was priceless.

I had a great time. She seemed to enjoy herself. Yay for the power of the Internet to bring people (and their genitals) together. Would do it again.