V and I talked for three weeks before we first met up. She said I was the last guy to respond to her ad, and that I was lucky that she hadn’t pulled it down sooner. I was hooked immediately. The heat grew from the start. She told me the craziest, sexiest things I had ever heard come out of a woman’s mouth. What she wanted me to do to her. What she planned to do to me. Themes of CNC, of rough/dom stuff, of oral and anal and toys and porn and… basically everything on my kink list, and then some. I had been married for 7 years and divorced for longer than that, and in that time I’d never caught even a glimpse at the amount of heat this woman was throwing at me. She was a real-ass woman; around my age, professional, petite, big tits, thicc ass, glasses and a wicked smile. My whole “looking for” profile in one package. She pushed to meet me at my place. I awkwardly balked and suggested a safe middle point. I’d get us a hotel room and dinner reservations and she was welcome to bail if the mood was off. She agreed and we set a date for Friday night.

We met at a local restaurant. It’d been a while since I’d been on a real date, and even longer since I’d been on a fuck date like this one. V and I clicked immediately. One drink and some small talk later and both of us were eager for privacy.

Once we were back at the hotel, the next few moments became a blur of passion. In one motion, she put her purse down and moved toward me in the dim light of the hotel room. I caught her by the waist as I pulled her in for the kiss. Her lips pressed against mine as she pushed her body against me, her breasts pressed against my chest. Her scent was incredible, feminine and sexy. My hands went under her shirt. “Slow down,” she purred, a naughty smile across her face. “I want to eat your pussy,” I told her bluntly, holding her gaze, and her smile bloomed further. “Oh yeah?” she said, and staring me in the eyes, she backed herself onto the bed.

I grabbed her legs, pushing them back above her head, exposing her black panties. She yelped as I kissed her pussy through her panties. Laughing, she tried to push me away as I kissed and bit the insides of her thighs. That magical noise was I needed to pull her panties to the side and lick from her taint to her clit. Her laugh stopped as she inhaled deeply as I dove tongue first inside of her. She started making this incredible sound as I sucked on her clit and put my finger inside of her. “Here,” she said, and held my hand, guiding me to her g-spot. “There,” she said, laying back on the bed as I continued my oral assault on her sopping pussy. An extra finger got another deep breath. A finger in her ass got another new sound that she hadn’t made before, and as her fingers gripped my hair, I put my tongue in her asshole. The noise she made can’t be described. Something between a yell and a laugh and a cry, all at the same time.

Since I first met V I had been transfixed by her cleavage, and at that moment all I could think of was what her naked body would look like on this king-sized bed. I got up on the bed, on top of her, kissing her deeply, pussy juice dripping from my face. I pulled off her top. Smiling that incredible devilish smile, she asked me if she should take off her bra. “Let me do it,” I said, undoing her hooks as we continued to kiss and push against each other. Her breasts were better than I could ever expect, full and perky with big nips that demanded attention. I asked if I could suck on them, and V laughed at my question and pushed my face toward her thick tits. V moaned deeply as I sucked and bit each nipple separately, and then both at the same time. Feeling that I was wearing entirely too much clothes, I started taking off my shirt. She undid my pants, and soon we were both naked in the darkness together.

I kissed her lips, her neck, her nips, her breasts, her belly and downwards, teasing her body with my hands and lips and tongue and teeth. She rode my face until she came with that same beautiful laugh/cry sound that I’ve come to love so much. Her amazing noises kept me going, sucking and licking as she squirmed and then yelled “STOP,” pushing me away. “Why do men do that?” she asked. “Men get to cum and then relax. Why can’t women get a chance to enjoy themselves??” So, covered in pussy juice, I backed off, letting her bask in her golden moment. And instead of fucking, we talked, naked, enjoying each other’s company. The night continued, with some of the best sex in my entire life, but reddit, at 900 words and counting, I’ll have to continue this story another night.