As a 22-year-old college grad with a tight beach body and dirty blonde hair, I’m no stranger to the world of sex. I had a long-term boyfriend all through college, and we loved to get it on. The only issue? He never lasted very long, and to be honest, he wasn’t exactly focused on my pleasure. Most of the time, the whole thing—foreplay included—was over in under five minutes. And yeah… I never even came close to having an orgasm with him. Plus, we always used condoms, so I never really got to experience what it’s like without one.

I’ve always wanted more than just a few quick thrusts and a “thanks for coming” (even though I definitely didn’t). I started wondering if maybe I was doing something wrong, or if there was some trick to getting guys to last longer and, you know, help me cum too. So, after breaking up with him and graduating, I decided to explore my slutty side. But guess what? The new guys I’ve been seeing weren’t much better. They just couldn’t seem to last or, you know, make me cum.

Yesterday, I posted a silly question about cum volume on a subreddit. The answers I got were surprisingly helpful. A few people mentioned that guys can cum more if they don’t use a condom or if they hold off from cumming for a few days. It got me thinking—maybe I should test it out. The issue is, the guy I’m seeing can’t even hold off without cumming for more than a couple of days, so he’s not going to be much help. Finding a hookup seemed like the way to go, but how? I thought about trying a dating app to find an older experienced guy, but what if someone I know saw me on the app?

As I scrolled through the comments on my post again, one caught my eye. Some Redditor bragged that he could unload gallons of cum (his words, not mine). Then, surprise! I also got a message from him.

Him: “Hey! So do you like big loads?”

Me: “Yeah!! So, is it true what you wrote? You can actually cum gallons?”

Him: “Yep! Had a girl over a few weeks ago, I filled her up and even made her cum five times! She was moaning the whole time. She was your age too, but honestly, not as gorgeous as you.”

Me: “Aww, you charmer! Guess I’ll just have to see if you can live up to your bragging.”

Him: “Definitely! I’m 46, and I’ve been with girls your age plenty of times. They always thank me and come back for more! And I actually live not far away from you.”

Me: “OMG, really?”

Him: “Oh yeah. Me and you could have some mind-blowing fun tonight! I’d explore every inch of that body.”

Him: “I’ll take care of everything. All you have to do is show up, and you’ll have the night of your life. I promise huge loads, multiple orgasms, no condoms, and things you’ve never even tried before! And the best part? Nobody ever has to know. Just us.”

He kept talking about all the wild things he’d do to me, painting quite a picture, and then he sent me a photo of his cock and a huge facial he gave to one of his young hookups. Bold move, right? But it got me thinking… maybe this Redditor was my best option for keeping things anonymous.

I asked him how and where we could meet, and he sent me the address of a hotel nearby, telling me to be there at 8 PM tonight. I agreed, and he told me to head to the hotel lobby and ask for an envelope under my username. I hesitated for a second. Was this crazy? Absolutely. But it was also the perfect chance to cross off two items from my bucket list—who could resist?

Around 8 PM, I made my way to the hotel. The front desk clerk, a bald older guy, probably in his 60s, looked up as I walked in. “Hi, um, someone might’ve left something here for me? He might’ve mentioned Reddit?” I asked, trying not to blush. Sure enough, he handed me an envelope and, with a grin, said, “Enjoy your time, and see you later, sweetie pie.”

I opened the envelope, and inside was a keycard, a blindfold, and instructions: get on the bed naked, put the blindfold on, and wait. Following his directions, I headed to the room, stripped down, put on the blindfold, and lay on the bed. My heart was pounding, and the thought of my young, naked body just waiting to be fucked by a stranger was making me so wet. A million thoughts ran through my mind: How much cum does he really have? Would he like what he saw? Was this going to be as intense as I imagined? The thrill of not knowing anything about him made it even hotter.

Not long after, I heard the door lock beep and the door creak open, but he didn’t say a word. I could feel him getting closer, and suddenly, he grabbed both my hands and handcuffed them to the top of the bed frame. The cuffs surprised me, but I was so turned on that I couldn’t take the anticipation anymore. “Please fill me up good! Please, sir?” I begged. I heard the sound of his belt buckle coming undone, and my heart raced in anticipation of what was coming. Then, I sensed him standing next to the bed, and something warm and firm touched my lips. I knew exactly what it was. I opened my mouth and took his hard cock inside, letting him push in and out until he unloaded a huge amount of cum into my mouth. With my hands cuffed, I couldn’t do much, so I swallowed every drop.

There was a brief moment of silence, and I wondered what was next. I heard him moving around, and my pulse quickened. Was he undressing? Preparing for more? I strained to hear anything—a zipper, footsteps—but the wait was killing me.

Then, I felt him move closer to the bed, and his hands started exploring my thighs and pussy. He knew exactly where and how to touch me, sliding his fingers inside and making me even wetter and hotter. I moaned loudly as he fingered me and rubbed my clit, losing track of time. I’m pretty sure I came at least once.

After a few amazing orgasms, he climbed on top of me and slowly guided his cock into me. I felt my pussy stretch to its limits. He thrust deep inside, hands on top of my head, and fucked me harder than I’d ever been fucked before. I was close to another orgasm as he kept his rhythm, and we came at the same time, his cum filling me as I squeezed around his cock with my pussy muscles. He stayed inside me, teasing my boobs and rubbing my clit to keep my orgasm and pleasure going.

True to his word, he fucked me again and again for hours, unloading what seemed like gallons of cum into me, exploring my body and pleasuring every inch of me. At one point, he even brought out a dildo and fucked me with it while his cock “recharged” for another round. I couldn’t help thinking, God, how is he still going? Am I going to be sore for a week? Eventually, after one final load, he got off the bed and started getting dressed. I heard him head to the bathroom, followed by the distinct sound of a phone camera… and then silence.

He left me blindfolded and handcuffed, and to my shock, he left the hotel door slightly open, as I felt a slight breeze! I wasn’t sure what to do, so I just lay there, waiting for him to come back.

Not long after, I heard someone enter the room. Was it him again, or someone else? I had no idea. This person didn’t say a word, just walked over to the bed and started touching my naked body, squeezing my boobs, and fingering me. “Stop teasing me and just fuck me!” I yelled as he continued to touch me and do whatever he wanted. Soon enough, he climbed on top of me and spread my legs. He felt much heavier than my Reddit guy, so it must have been the old, fat man from the hotel lobby coming for a turn with me! I could feel his massive body pressing down on me as his cock poked at my pussy lips. He slid in easily, and I felt him pushing deep into my small body. My boobs bounced as he fucked me hard, thrusting deeper with every stroke. Suddenly, he froze, and I felt him pumping cum into my already well-used pussy. He pulled back, and I felt my pussy close shut, trapping his cum inside me. I heard him getting dressed, and then—silence again.

It wasn’t until a few hours later that the cleaning lady found me. She grabbed the key from the nightstand and uncuffed me without saying much. I tried to play it cool, but I felt ridiculous—naked, blindfolded, and leaking cum everywhere. I managed a nervous laugh, wondering if she’d seen worse. She barely spoke English, but I reassured her that I was okay, took a quick shower, got dressed, and left the hotel. I couldn’t find my panties—pretty sure that asshole took them as a trophy—so I was still leaking cum all the way home.

To this moment, I have no idea who the guy or guys that fucked me were. I don’t know their names, or almost anything about them. All I’ve got is a username, and when I checked my Reddit post, I saw he’d already deleted his account, so I couldn’t even message him to ask if he enjoyed our little adventure.

But hey, all in all, Reddit helped me solve my problem in less than a day! Thanks, Reddit!