Having an anonymous hookup wasn’t on my bingo card for a late Monday night. What started as a wrong number would end with me meeting a stranger and my pussy filled with cum.
This is how a wrong number turned a boring Monday night into a wild sexual adventure.
It was a rainy Monday night. This kind of night pulls you under a blanket in cozy pajamas with Netflix queued up or a book in your hands. I was lying in bed, watching TV and feeling mildly horny. Basically, laying in bed debating getting off before bed or just finishing my movie and falling asleep.
I decided that I was just going to fall asleep with my movie, when my phone buzzed. It was a text from a number that I didn’t recognize, looking for a someone name Sandra. I replied to the text, letting this guy know that he had the wrong number. I rolled back over and started to settle back into my movie, when I got another text from the same unknown number.
This time the man said “Too bad, I was looking forward to having a good time tonight.” The text piqued my curiosity. So, I replied “What kind of good time are you looking for?” “Naughty”, he replied.
It was just a flirty chat with a stranger. Not in my wildest dreams did I think that these flirty texts would turn into a anonymous hookup .
Although it may sound counterintuitive, I found a kind of safety in flirting with this strange man. He didn’t know anything about me. We had no shared emotional baggage. He doesn’t know my insecurities. There is no pre-existing connection or attraction to perform for. It’s just me, him, and the phone screen.
Since there was no prior connection, I could revel as much or as little as I wanted to without worrying about the impact it may have on the relationship. Flirting with a stranger gave me a freedom that I may not have in other relationships. I can present the version of myself that I want to be seen without the fear of rejection that often comes with in real life flirtations.
And if the conversation suddenly takes a turn for the worse? Who cares! I don’t know this guy and what he thinks about me means less than nothing.
Sometimes the safest fantasies are the ones that you share with a stranger.
We had been flirting with each other for over an hour. Things escalated when he sent me a dick pic. Just looking at his hard cock with pre-cum glistening off of the head made my mouth water. In return I sent him a picture of my tits.
It was almost 2 a.m. and my pussy is dripping wet. “You already have my number. Do you want my address?” I asked. He sent me a shocked, and mind blown emoji 🫨🤯before accepting the offer to come over. However, before I gave him my address I wanted to lay down some ground rules. First, I’m not going to tell him my name. The next rule, was that we would never speak again. This isn’t going to be a romcom style meet cute. This was a man I don’t know coming over to fuck me.
He agreed to my terms and gave him my address. Twenty-minutes later I can down to the lobby, turned on by the thought of this anonymous hookup. I was wearing a pair of crotchless panties underneath a black trench coat with a pair of tall, black fuck me pumps. He was standing in the lobby looking around nervously. He turned around as I touched his shoulder. When he turned around, he gave me a relived smile.
Grabbing him by the had I lead him to the mail room. We closed the door, and he sat me on the counter as I opened my coat. He devoured my tits as I reached down to pull he cock out of his pants. Gasping, I slid his cock into my pussy. It was fucking amazing. This guy fucked me six ways from Sunday in the mailroom. Leaving a thick, cream pie in my pussy.
When we were both spent, I kissed him one last time, and walked back to the elevator towards my apartment on shaky legs.
Unlike my JOI late night confessions, I didn’t need to know anything about him. Outside that he wanted me, as much as I wanted him. In a JOI situation, I want to know everything about you. What you like, what makes you feel good, and what your deepest fantasies are. All I wanted tonight, was a good hard fuck. And I don’t need to know anything about him for that.
You and I both know there’s safety in anonymity. You can tell me your deepest, darkest desires and we can explore them without judgement. No strings attached. No expectations. I don’t even need your name. Are you ready to have an anonymous hookup with me?
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