Several years ago I was eating at a restaurant in Dallas. I was bored and browsing Grindr (something I often do for fun and kinky chatting while out of town). A guy popped up only about 40 feet from me. I messaged him, and we engaged in a run-of-the-mill conversation. I eventually began discussing my messy interests, and the guy was not phased. His Instagram info was on his Grindr. Nothing ever came of the chat, but later I did follow him on Instagram from my fetish profile. He's a funny guy, with rather entertaining social media content which is very vanilla. Not a detail profile whatsoever... Every so often I would reply to one of his stories. He would usually engage in conversation. But we never talked kink. (He didn't ever make the connection between me and the Grindr messages from years ago). One day not too long ago I was creeping on his profile. That's when I noticed something. He has well over 10k followers, he only follows a few hundred, and my fetish profile is one of those. This intrigued me. So from that point on I would interject kinky blurbs into our sporadic conversations. They were received openly, but nothing was ever discussed at length.

Fast forward to a few weeks ago. It was New Year's weekend, and I was planning for a future messy session. I posted a poll on my Instagram asking for humiliating outfit ideas for the upcoming session and this guy ran with it. He submitted several ideas. Good ones at that! Somebody else suggested wearing an all white outfit but mess it up so that none of it is left white. The first guy said "it would be easier to just wear it to dinner and use yourself as a napkin."

I got bold, and I insisted that since it was his idea he should be the one to use me as a napkin. To my surprise, he didn't really say "no." He also didn't say "yes." Lol

After a couple days of carrying on conversation as though the experience was happening (and being completely dismissive to anything from his that seemed contradictory) he decided he could flip the tables. He wanted a gift in exchange for the experience (which he thought would be fun for me as a sub, but I'm not into findom lol). We reached a compromise, and he agreed to the lunch date.

As the date got closer, I started easing up (I mistakenly held onto my load for too long in an attempt to get hornier, but at a certain point the effect was reversed haha). But he became more persistent. He picked the messiest restaurant he could think of, and we set a time.

That morning, my favorite guy--a total hottie who was one of my very first meetups from UMD--dropped by for some kinky fun. Since I couldn't keep mine up very well (see above--held load too long lol) he stepped in, straddled me on the bed, and blew a giant load on my undershirt. I'll always remember him saying "you sure you want this on your shirt?" I did. I Really did.

With the mood set now, the rest is documented in the vid. Enjoy.