Bisexual girl’s first man after a 3 year relationship with another woman [M/F]

After my first amazing encounter, I felt more confident about using Tinder for what it’s meant for. Coming from a small town, it took me awhile to realize that in a big city you can be whoever you wanted to be. I can say that trying to hookup in towns, where you know everyone, is somewhat difficult. People talk and soon everyone knows who you’re sleeping with. But now, I felt more comfortable with random hookups. This story literally happened a few days after my story on the beach. Hope y’all enjoy.

So, the day after my fun in the sand, I go with my roommate and a few others a few hours away for New Years. A lot of booze, a lot of food, a lot of sight seeing, etc. It was a lot of fun, probably because I’m still off the high of having some amazing pussy a few nights ago. Tried Tinder where I was at, but nothing materialized. We had our fun and we headed back home. I’m bored as hell since I don’t have to be into work for a few days… Well shit, let me try my luck on Tinder.

I start swiping and after about an hour or so, I get a few matches. Most were pretty dull, but one stood out pretty damn well. She, I’ll call her Jamie, looked pretty and yet down to earth, if that makes sense? Latina, brown hair and eyes, beautiful smile, decently sized C cups, and a decent ass. She had some curves on her, but if you don’t like a woman that looks healthy, then I don’t know what to tell you. I didn’t have to respond first, guess I caught her attention.

I just now realized I haven’t described myself in my previous stories. I’m around 5’11, dark blonde hair, blue eyes, have a few tattoos, and around average built. From what people have told me, my accent sticks out more than anything. I hate my accent since I think it sounds hillbilly, but people don’t seem to mind it. Sorry, rambling on about shit that’s off topic… back to the story.

We chat all night about casual things like weather, what we do, what hobbies we have, etc. Then, she stops beating around the bush and asks what I’m on Tinder for. I basically tell her I’m not sure and that I’m just trying it out. She responds that she broke up with her girlfriend of 3 years and was trying it out and see where it leads. The conversation gets deeper and I find out she’s basically done with women for awhile. I fall asleep at this point since it’s like 4 AM at this point.

I wake up the next day and it’s normal as usual. Run, clean up the house, etc. I decide to message her that evening and she how she’s doing. We had another one of those long conversations that I can’t remember what it was about. Probably about what we want out of life or something? After a few hours of this, I suggest that we meet up sometime. She responds with a, “why not tonight?” At this point I can’t tell if she’s being serious. So, I respond with the whole, “well I’m horny as fuck, so I’m not sure if you want to right now.” Honestly, I didn’t feel like leaving my house that late, so why not put that on the table? Figured I’d probably scared her off since it seemed like an eternity for a response. After about five minutes I get a response; her address and phone number.

I texted her and ask her if she was really wanting to do this. She responds with, “hurry your ass up and get over here.” So, I get dressed and I’m just kind of wondering if I should do this not? I finally shut my thoughts up and walk out the door. I google map her address to make sure it’s in a decent part of town… you never know who you’ll meet online. Assuring it’s not in da hood, I drive my happy ass to her house for what seems like ages. Only took about 40 minutes and I finally showed up at her apartment. I do a quick check on myself to make sure my breath didn’t smell, I didn’t smell, and I had condoms. Good to go; let’s do this.

I walk up to her door and knock. I hear some scrambling from inside and then she opens the door. Damn…. she looks as good as her pictures on Tinder. She let’s me in and she suggests that we watch Netflix for a little bit and talk more. I don’t mind since I wasn’t even expecting to leave home just an hour earlier. After about 20 minutes of talking and watching some movie in her bed, we’re quiet. I could tell she was kind of nervous, anticipating for me to make the first move. That’s when I decided to say “fuck it” and leaned in for that ice-breaking kiss. That’s all she needed.

Her kisses were gentle, yet passionate. We make out for a few minutes, only unlocking our lips to strip each other down. Now she’s getting more intense, as would any woman who’s been dick deprived for 3 years. It seems like in an instant we’re fully naked and running our hands over each other. I’m usually one for foreplay first, but Jamie needed this dick in her right then and there. So, I run my hand down to her pussy to see if she’s wet… HOLY FUCK! I don’t know if someone can be too wet, but it was like someone left the faucet on. I play with her for a minute by fingering her, rubbing her clit, basically wanting her to beg for me to fuck her. She can’t take it no more and takes my hand away from her. I finally get up, put a condom on, and get on top of her. From her absurd wetness, it took little to no effort entering her.

Don’t let her wetness fool you, she was so tight that I could feel her vaginal muscles compiles around me. I guess that’s what years of an all pussy diet will do to you. I go slow at first, constantly sliding in, pulling out, repeat. The look on her face was of pure bliss. But, she gave me that look to stop teasing her and fuck her like I hated her.

I moderately start picking up the pace, within a few minutes I find the perfect rhythm where her moans are getting more and more intense. At this point, my balls are literally slapping against her, trying to make this dick hungry woman cum hard. I didn’t have to wait long… she came hard. I could feel her clamping down on me while she pulled my body into her. I let her catch her breath, enjoying her warm body against mine. That’s when she instructed to get off and lay down. I love when a woman wants control, sometimes.

I did as she commanded and laid on my back. She got on top, straddled me, and effortlessly slid me back into her wet welcoming slit. I though she was wet before, HOLY FUCK! To this day I’ve never been with anyone that could stay soaked like that. Within a few seconds she went from sitting there to all out fucking me like her own personal fuck toy. I was loving it and I was surprised that a woman, who hasn’t been with a guy in forever, could ride me so well. Her pace and rhythm were steady and hard. It took only a few minutes and I could feel her start cumming again. She came just as hard as the first time. In pure bliss she collapses on me, both of us covered in sweat and her aromatic juices.

By this point, I would of probably shot a huge load in her. But, the condom was giving me this extra time. After she recovered, she laid down and told me to cum for her. In no time I was already inside that immaculate wet pussy that I was becoming drunk on. Within minutes, I found my cum rhythm and that was all I needed. I grunted, “I’m cumming” and she immediately pulls away from me, rips the condom off, and I proceed to coat her body with seemed like 5-8 ropes of my cum.

As I lay there, still high off of cumming, we cuddle and finish watching whatever movie was on. We talked for roughly an hour about our past relationships, jobs, our cultural aspects, etc. I finally tell Jamie that she was absolutely amazing and that I wanted to do it again sometime soon. She didn’t say a word… instead she sat up, kneeled over, and took my cock in her mouth.

FUCK!!! It was like lightening bolts jolting through me. The way she moved her lips up and down my shaft, the way she gagged when she took my dick all the way in her mouth, the way she played with the tip while all of me was in her mouth… fucking priceless. Within a couple of minutes I was rock hard and ready for round two. Only one problem; I didn’t have an extra condom. I point this out and her response, “I’m not letting a condom ruining this. I’m on birth control and I want your cock in me again.” That’s all I needed as I laid her down and slid right back into that cock hungry pussy.

I thought she felt amazing with a condom on, but this was no comparison. Her wetness, her tightness, her grabbing my ass as I thrust into her was complete heaven. I work up my pace again and I can feel myself more sensitive than the first time. I tell her I’m probably not going to last as long… she didn’t care. She instructs me to pull out and cum in her mouth. Hearing that sent me over the edge. I pull out, get near her face and just unload into her welcoming mouth. It felt as big of a load as the first time and I could tell she was loving it. After my violent, yet more satisfying, cum she takes the tip of my dick in her mouth. This was a new feeling… the feeling of getting just the tip sucked after cumming is an overwhelming sensation. I grunted more from that than actually cumming. Like a good girl she swallows every last drop of my cum she desperately needed. She cleaned herself up and we cuddled for about another hour. At this point it was late and I needed to head back to my place. We kiss each other goodbye and that she tells me that she’ll be available the next weekend.

We stayed FWBs for a few months, fucking each other every chance we had. After getting comfortable with me, I was a lot of firsts for her. First one to eat her ass, first to pick her up and fuck her, first guy to cum inside her. She was loving it and so was I. But, like everything in life, it didn’t last. She caught feelings and I wasn’t the dating type because of my own issues. I tried to politely distance myself, but it didn’t end well. Those few months were hot, but that unexpected first time was the best.

Hope y’all enjoyed

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/54riz8/bisexual_girls_first_man_after_a_3_year