It Happened On Manhunt: He Left Me Limping

Usually, when someone walks away from a sexual encounter with a limp, it’s because they spent all night getting rammed up the ass. That’s not the case in today’s installment of It Happened On Manhunt. The story begins when our subject meets for drinks with a hot bottom he met on Manhunt. How does it end? Duh, we already told you! He leaves his place limping. But how do they get there? You’ll have to read more to find out…

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I have had some GREAT sexual encounters in my lifetime, though I owe one of the most memorable to Manhunt.

The encounter happened about four or five months ago. My partner and I are in an open relationship and (re)opened our Manhunt accounts some time after we agreed to it. He was into the idea of roping in other studs for threeways and hooking up with other guys who have my features (tall, black, young, fun-loving, hot). I was still relatively inexperienced and kind of a flirt, so I totally welcomed the opportunity to explore my sexuality in greater depth.

One day, I get this wink from a hot little number who lives in the city right across the river from mine. Instant attraction the minute I saw his profile—dark hair, white, my age (25), average/slender build, bottom, my height (6’5″), gorgeous face and eyes. I got lost in him, even through his photos. Not only was he totally complimentary to me, we even shared the same first name… LOL!

If I wasn’t already dating the perfect guy, I would say he was a close second. I had to get to know this stud, so I shot him a reply message. We swapped our private pics and got to know each other fairly well. A week or two later, we decided to finally meet.

The plan was to meet at a bar first and see how we hit things off. He walks in and immediately I wanted to give him a list of cameras that would do him better justice… The guy was way hotter than expected! He flashed me a smile that I knew was going to be my undoing, sat down and we began our night!

The plan at the time was to just talk to him and then meet my friends out for darts and billiards later on, but after 1-2 hours of flirting, drinks and great conversation, we knew that the night was far from over. So, I brought him along with me to my next stop for the night…

Everyone was running late, so we had some time to ourselves. Barely one sip into our beers, we started making out and feeling each other all over… In plain sight of the dance floor, bar and game area nonetheless. Something I don’t do often, though could not resist at that moment. Driving each other over the edge slowly but surely, this seemingly sweet boy grabs me and pulls me into the bathroom to get wild. We were making out and sucking each other’s cocks like it was going out of style. A guy even walked in on our antics in the stall, but we just kept going at it silently.

I could hear my friends laughing and talking as they entered the bar (yes, they were that loud), so I knew it was time to get back out there. They know my boyfriend and I are open, but they never have been ones for watching us act on it. We didn’t even last fifteen minutes of conversation with them before both of us decided to make an excuse to leave and resume the fun at his place.

I followed him to his apartment complex and followed him upstairs, stopping to make out on each flight; seriously five seconds away from screwing each others brains out in the middle of the hallway. We make it to his bedroom and the minute the door shut, we immediately ripped each others clothes off.

We sucked and jerked for what seemed like an hour; edging and exploring every square inch of each others bodies. The stud was moaning loudly and talking dirty to me the entire time. I was worried about his roomie (who was wide awake, sitting in the living room watching tv) overhearing us for a split second, but the minute I started fucking his face with my cock even I could not hold back on the noise.

He gets on all fours (his flawless ass facing me) eventually and gives me the go-ahead to take things a step further. I am normally not big on rimming, but in that instance I became a fanatic. I licked, sucked and fingered his hole until neither of us could hold back any more. I put on a LifeStyles condom and started fucking him… Total bliss!

Anal sex with this guy was intense and totally pleasurable! I pounded away at him, varying thrust and getting increasingly turned on as he moaned and begged for more. At one point he managed to pin me to his bed and ride me wildly, my toes curled and my eyes rolled back the entire time.

The sex was tantric to say the very least. We went through two more condoms and even took a break to get some water and use the bathroom. After hours of what can only be described as animalistic, porn-like sex, we both stood up on our knees, kissed, shot two extremely large loads on his bed and literally collapsed in pleasure and exhaustion.

The next morning we both woke up and started making out again. Realizing we were both still hysterically horny from the night before, we started jerking each other off again. It took every once of restraint in my body to limit it to just that, as we both had lives to get back to that day.

After we finished, I put my clothes on and walked out the door. My body felt like I had been in a UFC fight. My inner thighs were killing, my knees got scraped from all the friction with his bedsheets, my jaw was sore, and my back was aching. When I told my boyfriend I had hooked up with the bottom I met on Manhunt, he couldn’t help but laugh because I was the one who left the encounter with the limp… LOL!

Hands down, the best hookup I ever had that was orchestrated over Manhunt. The best part about the experience? I left it with a new-found love for tantric sex and a growing interest for rimming.