The Dirty Thirty (Pics Included) [MF]

Lola almost caused my last relationship to end before it ever really began.

I met Lola on Tinder. At the time we first matched, she explained she was in a relationship with a cuckold boyfriend. Having experience with group play in the past, this was not a deterrent to me in the least. As we talked more in the days and weeks ahead, she shared photos and videos her boyfriend had taken with other men.

Around the same time I was texting with Lola, I had begun seeing a girl named Cara. We had gone on a few dates and had hit it off.
Over the course of two months, Cara and I saw each other often but never had a discussion about being monogamous. I assumed she was seeing other guys (she had even traveled to Asia to visit one during the time we were seeing each other). But apparently my thoughts on where we stood were misguided.

One night I had taken a nap and was awoken by Cara collecting her things from my room. She announced she was heading home without explanation. It seemed sudden, and I suspected there was more to the story. Minutes later I received a call from Cara, sobbing and angry.

Cara: Are you fucking anyone else?

So *that’s* what this is about.

Me: Yes. I am.

Judging by the pause on the other end, she was taken aback my unflinching honesty.

Cara: How many others?

Me: One.

Cara: I’m coming back to your place. We need to talk.

Cara hung up and minutes later, she was sitting on my bed still in tears. Cara informed me that while I was napping, she went through my phone and had seen my conversation with Lola.

It should be noted that Lola was not the other girl I’d had sex with. I’d never even met her. I made both of these facts known to Cara. She nodded but didn’t seem to believe me. The truth was, Lola was just a Tinder pen pal with a dirty mind and dirtier photos.

I should’ve known then my relationship would Cara would be short-lived. Not only did she violate my privacy, she used the situation to force my hand into committing to a serious relationship. She gave me an ultimatum, either we go exclusive, or she goes out the door.

If I’m being completely honest, I liked Cara a lot, but the start of this relationship had been as romantic as a shotgun wedding in an outhouse. A few months later I broke up with Cara when I caught her cheating on me. I needed a fresh start, so I pinged Lola.

Lola and I had stopped texting once I began dating Cara exclusively. We picked right up where we left off: flirty texts, naughty photos, and sharing of our kinkiest fantasies.

Lola had also recently broken up with her significant other. It was part of the reason we’d never met up in the first place. Now we were both single. I wanted to hang out, but I was going to be out of town during the upcoming weekend. I told her I’d be back on Monday, which also happened to be my 30th birthday. We agreed that when I returned, we were finally going to meet in the flesh (with little else separating us).

When my birthday arrived, I took the day off from work. I was planning on meeting friends later that night, so Lola and I set a date to meet late afternoon. I told her that I’d be taking photos to remember the occasion. She was all too happy to model as she’d done with her boyfriend many times before.

Lola called and told she’d parked out front. When she climbed out of her giant SUV, she was even more stunning in person. Lola was 5’2 with dark hair and light streaks. She was in a black dress which just barely covered her ass.

Once we got inside and I shut the door behind me, we began furiously making out. I lifted her dress to get a feel of the ass she’d teased me with all those times before. Lola was completely bare underneath the black garter.

I led her up the stairs to my room, catching little glimpses of her ass as it swayed. I pushed her down on my bed and leaned over to whisper in her ear.

Me: You’re going to get a spank for each year. And you’re going to count them out loud. Understand?

Lola: Mhm.

I smacked her cheek with my open palm.

Lola: One.

I evened out the mark with a harder one this time.

Lola: Two!

Me: Good.

We continued like this until she was visibly dripping. Now was the time to bring out the camera.

I posed Lola in various positions, snapping photos of [her](http://imgur.com/rtdBCV3) [ass](http://imgur.com/kqfVsFF) and [her](http://imgur.com/chnqA34) [perfectly](http://imgur.com/NLTTKwB) [tight](http://imgur.com/fijZlP5) [pussy.](http://imgur.com/4Get8Cx)

I pulled up Lola’s hips to get her on all fours. As I penetrated her, I pulled her hair and gave her another spank.

Lola: Fifteen!

Each thrust pushed me deeper inside her. I could feel her juices running down my shaft as my balls rhythmically slapped against her clit. When we finally reached the 30th spank, I flipped her over.

Me: Now you get to cum for me.

I reached out and gave Lola’s neck a firm grip. She loved to be choked, and her flushed face was in a beautiful agony. I increased the power and intensity of my thrusts. Lola’s breathing slowed as her pussy clamped down on my cock like a vice. She screamed so loud I thought the neighbors might call the police.

Lola: Cum. Inside. Me.

It was all Lola could manage to get out, and it’s all it took to push me over the edge. I shot my hot, sticky load deep inside her. When I pulled out, my cum dripped down her [leg.] (http://imgur.com/Xz0qSyT)

After I finally caught my breath, I went to the bathroom to clean up. As I returned, I was stopped in my tracks at the sight Lola laying on the bed. I needed one last photo to remember this by. I grabbed the camera and snapped a final photo of her;
[bruised](http://imgur.com/37kaDc8) in bliss. It was the perfect welcome to a new decade.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/675odw/the_dirty_thirty_pics_included_mf