[FM] Met up with Tinder match, got a hotel, and had some very hot sex

Hi all. I was taken aback by how well my last story was received, so thank you so much. I have been wanting to get back on here but have not found the time. Things with the older guy from that story, Andy, fizzled out. We only hooked up one more time which was pretty damn hot actually, but right now just because of it ending, I probably wouldn’t be able to enjoy writing in detail about that encounter.

Part of me suspects I have some sex addict tendencies. I am constantly looking for sex using dating apps. I like to be switching it up between partners, at times it has been even day-to-day. Despite this tendency, the encounters I feel the strongest about (and masturbate to.. ;)) are the ones where, even if we barely know each other, have that indescribable connection that it makes it feel sensual, connected, and romantic. And that is what ultimately happened in this story…

One night I was on Tinder and matched with this guy, Jake. He was in his 30s, so not way older but still my type. Tall, nice thick brown hair, very cute and vibrant smile. We spoke a bit and he said he was from the other side of the country, was just in my city visiting friends and leaving in the morning. At this point I’d lost all shame in my game and just blatantly ask him if he’d wanna meet up and have some fun. He was taken aback by my forward approach, but immediately agreed. We talked about the problems of him staying with his friends, and me having my roommate- how such hot sex could not take place in such situations! So he said he could get a hotel, and then I am taken aback. I have never done something this blatant before. But I agree, excited and nervous at the same time.

As I was getting ready, those nerves led me to have probably a few too many drinks, and that is the only part of this story I regret (in terms of not being able to remember the night more clearly, but it is what it is). I took an Uber to meet him at the bar. And, oh my gosh, what an amazing guy! Seriously, he was SO funny, so easy to talk to, so sweet and just.. effortlessly cool? I totally fell for him. We had a couple drinks, ate some food, and headed back to the hotel.

Now, if Jake wasn’t the guy who he was, I would’ve been freaked at this point. Because he managed to do absolutely no investigation into hotels and picked an awful, terribly sketchy hotel (our Uber driver confirmed this). But we kind of just laughed it off, I felt safe with him, so all was OK. We got into the room and there were these cheap blocks of mirror plastered to the wall of the bed, LOL. If that told us anything. But hey, better to take advantage of the situation…

We immediately began making out. Like in the movies when you barely get through the door and push each other up against the wall. Again, some of this is a bit fuzzy in my memory in the beginning, but I remember we got on the bed and he started going down on me. I clearly remember me moaning too loud and he told me to be quiet and put his hand over my mouth! Maybe he didn’t want to draw attention to us. I couldn’t help myself though.

He fucked me missionary to start. His cock was big and thick. It slid into me with a bit of trouble at first but then got going perfectly. His groans were so sexy. I wrapped my legs around him as he pushed into me deeper and harder. I remember feeling him hit my G spot and I could not obey to him shutting me up. I moaned in pleasure.

I had that shitty mirror above us in my head, though. “Fuck me from behind” I commanded. “Hard.”

I flipped over and angled my ass in the air as I arched my back low. This time he slid inside me with ease, as I was so wet for him. I let out a loud gasp. He took a few deep, slow strokes, firmly grabbing my ass. Then he started pumping in and out, picking up speed. The slapping sounds of him hitting me were so hot.

“Pull my hair and slap my ass” I told him.

He obliged. He gave my ass a hard slap and thrusted hard and deep. He took one fist full of hair and pulled it hard. God, just the way I like it. I looked up in that mirror and, holy shit is all I have to say. I had never been in front of a mirror before. Seeing this man fuck me from behind, seeing my tits swinging all over the place while he did.. it was unbelievably hot. I started rubbing my clit hard and felt I was going to cum soon. His length and girth hitting my G-spot combined with that image was sending me over the edge.

“I’m gonna cum. You’re gonna make me cum.” I managed to let out in the middle of all of this.

I felt the tension build up and then explode. I buried my face in the pillow as my body twitched in waves of pleasure. Too bad Jake, my moans were out of my control now. I kept rubbing myself through the orgasm to make it last as long as possible. In that moment Jake slowed his thrusting and leaned over so he was laying on top of me. He kissed my shoulders and neck.

He told me to flip over. I could tell he was close to coming. I flipped over once again on my back so he could. We kissed with some tongue and biting. He began pumping in and out of me pretty hard. His breath quickened and his sexy grunts got louder.

“I want you to feel you cum inside of me”

He paused. “Are you sure? I don’t know about that..”

“Yes. I’m sure. Please do it.”

“I don’t know, seriously…”

“Jake, I have birth control, I promise it’s fine. It’s such a turn on. I want to feel your hot cum inside of me and fill me up…”

That must’ve convinced him. I didn’t want to make him uncomfortable, but we already weren’t using a condom, I needed to feel him cum. I spread my legs open as he went faster and deeper, slapping against my pussy. For a split second I could feel him getting harder and bigger inside of me… and then, a load of cum fill me up. He let out a huge moan and collapsed his body on top of me. Then I felt the twitching of his cock as he let out the last bit, which is the hottest feeling in the world for me. I wrapped my legs around him and squeezed him into me hard.

We got in the spooning position and fell asleep soon thereafter. Feeling his warm body wrapped around mine was such a nice feeling. I felt so good to lay there with him. He had to wake up extremely early for his flight, so I knew we wouldn’t have much more time.

Well, after sleeping for a few hours, I woke up to him rubbing his hands all over my body. It was so sexy. Still in the spooning position, I pushed back my ass against him. I laid there for a few minutes just feeling him rub me up and down while I kinda grinded up against his cock. Eventually I turned over and we began making out. We tangled our legs as our hands rubbed all over each others’ backs, kissing sensually. I then reached down to feel his cock, which was hard already. I rubbed it up and down for a bit, and then he climbed on top of me.

Now usually, I need/expect some degree of foreplay. But something about Jake in this moment, his sort of primitive urge, it being pitch black and just feeling this man want me, I didn’t care. I was wet enough for him already. He slid into me. And gosh, sober sex, it’s so much better. I could feel every bit of him. We would alternate kissing and just keeping our faces close and our lips touching. He didn’t thrust too fast, just a nice pace and very deep. It made us both moan softly. I wrapped my legs around him again tightly and just held him as I felt him go in and out of me. It was unbelievably hot. My moans increased, nothing too loud like previously, as this felt completely sensual, a kind of slow pleasure. He picked up speed a little bit and then came inside me again. And then we just laid there, his cock still inside me, me rubbing his hair and back. It was such a nice couple of minutes.

Unfortunately he had to get up then and there to get packing for his flight. I got up and kissed him and gave him a long hug. He said the Uber was on its way. I, not wanting to give up another minute with this man, asked to share the ride with him to the airport and then have it take me home after. Thankfully he agreed (I didn’t want to seem *too* clingy, but I couldn’t help myself!)

We didn’t speak much on the way, but it was fine. I rubbed his thigh a lot of the way there. Just wanting to show a sign of affection. We pulled up to the departures and I got out with him to help him with the luggage. We kissed for a long time.

“Can we keep in touch?” I asked.

“Of course” he said. One last peck, and he was off.

We have texted intermittently since, which has been really nice. Still not sure I will ever see him again, maybe one day. But it was an experience for the books, and I will never forget it!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5z99yo/fm_met_up_with_tinder_match_got_a_hotel_and_had