How I was [F]ucked hard and got creampied by a guy I [M]et on tinder (pretty long)

I recently got out of a relationship. Naturally I re-downloaded tinder on my phone, updated my profile, and started swiping, not really expecting to find anything. But I *was* kind of wishing and hoping to find a guy that would be really hot, mature, and *dominant*. And, holy hell you guys. I fucking *did*.

So about me: I’m in my early 20’s, very pale, with red hair, grey eyes, and 32D (or 34C, depending on the bra) breasts. I have a very fit-looking body, quite petite but with a nice round butt. I matched with a guy, let’s call him Max. 26, pale skin (not as pale as mine) and brown hair, gorgeous brown eyes and a jawline to die for. And *biceps*. He had just a bit of fat on his tummy that kept it from being a clear 6 pack but I could tell he had muscle underneath.

We had great conversation, lots of things in common, and I was sure from his pictures that he would be attractive. I didn’t know just how true that was until we met at an outdoor cafe and I got to see him in person. It was hot outside, so he invited me to his place and I accepted. We kept having great conversation all the way there and after we got inside his apartment. We watched youtube videos on his tv and drank cokes, talking and laughing, until he asked if he could kiss me. I should probably note at this point that we had talked a lot over text about our likes and dislikes, and so he knew that just about everything he did from this point on would be something I enjoyed.

I nodded, and we both leaned in, closing our eyes. Then I felt his hand on the back of my neck, pulling me in, until his lips pressed against mine. His other hand snaked around my waist, landing on the small of my back, while I was still sort of stunned and unsure of what to do with my own lips and hands. I tried moving my lips, but I was doing it kind of frantically and he pulled away and whispered, “Slow down. I want you to enjoy this.” All I could do was nod again, and let him lead the way.

He kissed me again, just holding his lips forcefully against mine, and holding my body against his. I melted into his touch, moving my legs to wrap around his. That’s when I felt just how hard he was, and realized that he had been like that even before we were kissing! I started moving my leg and hips to press against his erection, and he made a growling sound in my ear that was probably the hottest thing I had ever heard.

Just then, his phone beeped. He had to get ready for work. “I *reeally* want to call in and say I’m sick,” he told me, grinning. I said that would probably be a bad idea– especially this close to the time he needs to be there. Reluctantly, he agreed. As he changed clothes, we continued talking. He asked how much I weigh, I told him 115lbs, and he exclaimed, “Damn, I can throw you around! Uh- I mean. Well. I’m gonna pick you up at some point.” I think he could see it on my face that I was 100% down for that! We walked out to our cars together and kissed rather passionately again as we parted ways.

That night, Max texts me, asking me more questions about what I liked, and invites me over again the next day. Of course, I agreed! When I got there, he said he had an idea for a game. It turned out to be strip-Mario Kart. As in, we’d race each other in the classic nintendo game and whoever won got to kiss the loser or remove an item of clothing from either of us. I won the first race, and told him to take off his socks. I won again, and wasn’t sure what to do, so Max chose for me and pulled me in for a kiss with his hand on my neck.

It was just as wonderful as before, and yet again I easily felt how hard he was. We sucked softly, then harder on each others lips, sometimes nipping gently with teeth. He moved to kiss my neck, his arms wrapping around my torso and forcing me up against his chest. I snaked my arm up to run my hand through his soft brown hair and bucked my hips against his hard cock. I couldn’t help but gasp when he started breathing, then panting against my ear, which he definitely noticed, and he continued doing it for a good 30 seconds just to arouse me.

He pulled back finally, nodded approvingly down at me, and matter-of-factly announced, “I’m taking you to the bedroom.” Before I could say anything, he stood and scooped me up, carrying me bridal-style to his bed. He tossed me down and I bounced on his mattress, making us both chuckle a little bit. He tugged at my shirt, and off it came. Then his. He reached around to unlatch my bra, and struggled for a couple seconds before I reached back myself.

“Here, lemme get that,” I said, my fingers not quite to the latch, when Max popped it open and grinned at me.

“Oh, I got it,” he laughed mischievously, holding my black bra up in front of my face. Then his smile faded as he tossed it aside, and moved in to kiss me again, his hands cupping my breasts. Soon he was unzipping his pants, and I joined him, leaving me in a black lace thong and him in bulging blue boxer briefs. I was laying on my back, and he hovered over me in a push-up position, his face inches above mine. This time it was me that grabbed him by the back of the head/neck and pulled him in for a kiss! He growled again against my mouth and goosebumps raised all over my body. He smirked against my lips.

“*Goosebumps…*” he whispered as his right hand glided across my skin, down to my underwear. He pulled them all the way down, and leaned back so he could manipulate my legs by my ankles. He tossed my panties aside like my bra, but did take a second to note that they were “crazy sexy” as he pulled down his boxer-briefs. Out sprang his cock, pale pink and circumcised, I’d guess about 5 and a half, maybe 6 inches long (I didn’t have a ruler around) and I can’t guess at the thickness but it was thicker than any dick I’d seen in person before. I was honestly a little intimidated, and my first thought was ‘*that’s gonna be hard to fit in my mouth*’ He hopped off the bed to grab a condom, and I couldn’t tear my eyes away. “If you look at it, you have to touch it. That’s the new rule,” he said with a grin.

Then Max was above me again, his face filling up my sight, and I found I couldn’t look away from his eyes. “Are you ready for me?” he asked, one hand pushing his cock gently against my dripping wet vulva, the other hand next to my head. I nodded, then gasped as he pushed himself inside me, holding eye contact throughout. He grunted, “Fuck, you’re so tight.”

“You’re so thick,” I replied, my voice coming out in more of a whimper than I had intended. He laughed, but continued to slowly penetrate me deeper until his cock was pressing hard against my cervix. I cried out, unable to form words, as he filled me up completely. He kissed my jaw, my neck, and my breasts, murmuring, “uh-huh? *Yeah?*” as he slowly pulled out all but just the tip and then pushed it back, as deep inside as he could go. He was *loving* my reactions and facial expressions, I’m sure. I could feel his balls against my ass when he was fully inside, but I was far more focused on the sensation of his dick and his mouth on me. My hips moved seemingly on their own to grind against him as much as they could, and my arms and ankles soon wrapped around his back.

After a few rounds of this slow deep penetration and near-removal cycle, his thrusts got faster and harder. I heard myself making sounds I’m not sure how to describe– whimpers, or yelps perhaps? I couldn’t have shut up if I tried, and it seemed like neither could he (more growling and grunting and cursing, *mmm*), unless we were kissing. At some moments, if I’m honest, it hurt how deep and rough he got, but never to the point where I wanted it to stop or felt like I needed to use the safeword we had previously established.

As I raised my hips to meet his thrusts, my butt came up off the bed and Max reached a hand under to squeeze a cheek. He moaned against my (face) cheek as he kneaded my ass, and I’m sure he heard my breathing speed up. He pulled out then, to my disappointment. I even made an audible whine, like ‘*no, I wanted that*’ and he chuckled and smiled again, that impish sexy smile of his. “Don’t worry, we’re just getting started. C’mere.” He stepped off the bed again, and pulled me by the hips to the edge, my ass almost hanging off. He entered me again, but this time somehow had more impact– maybe the position of my legs, which were raised up in an almost perpendicular angle to my torso? Regardless of why, this time it made me gasp even louder. “See, that’s what happens when you let my cock out of you, it’s harder when it goes back in. That’s why I should just stay in you, like, forever,” he said as he started thrusting.

I tried to say something like ‘I know’ or ‘I understand’ but just then he started thrusting really hard and deep, hitting my cervix and taking away my ability to form words. Knowing exactly what he was doing, Max asked, “What was that? Were you saying something?” He slowed down again, so I tried again, this time to say ‘that wasn’t fair’. He let me get halfway through before interrupting in the same way again. “Hey,” he said, tilting his head to the side quizzically, still moving inside me, “you’re all sweaty. Why is that?” I didn’t even get one damn word out! I was almost mad except for the fact that I also found it kind of hilarious and sexy at the same time.

By now, my feet were up on his shoulders and he was reveling in the situation and the sight he had (me, below him, staring into his eyes with a flushed face). I could feel my breasts bouncing when he thrusted particularly hard. I knew he saw them, because soon his hands were back on them, rolling and lightly pinching my nipples. “Do you feel me stretching you out? I’m definitely stretching you,” he said, and it was true. I bucked my hips involuntarily and he slipped out by accident, to our mutual dismay. I tried to position my body so that I could lower myself back onto his cock, and found that he was suddenly lifting me. My ankles hooked together behind his back and he carried all of my weight as he thrusted up and simultaneously lowered me onto him. First time I had standing up/carrying sex! It was fun, but before long he let me fall back down onto the bed.

“Turn over.” I obliged, rolling onto my stomach. He pulled my ass back toward him, instructing, “Feet on the floor.” I’m a good girl so of course I did that too. Max entered me once again, and though we didn’t know it at the time, the condom broke at this point! It felt really good to both of us and we were too swept up in it all to stop and think, “Wait, did the sensations change? Better check!” Anyway, like I said, it felt fantastic, especially once he gathered up my hair in his hand and started pulling my head back and forcing me to arch my back even further. I could hear him mutter things, but only picked out little words like “slut” and “good girl”. He kneaded my ass, spanked it, and squeezed it as he thrusted faster and faster. He was growling and grunting, and I couldn’t stop making these “ah, uhn, uhn” kind of sounds. It’s hard to describe my own voice

Finally he pulled my head back as far as was comfortable to me (somehow he kind of intuitively knew where to stop? it was great) and growled into my ear, “I’m gonna come in you.” This was exactly what I wanted to hear. My legs had already been shaking for a few minutes at this point, and Max could feel it.

“Yeah,” I panted, “Do it, come in me, please!”

“I’m gonna fill you up,” was the last thing he managed to say, and then he came, crying out in the most wonderful way (I get so turned on just imagining the sound he made, fuck) and thrusting, deeper and deeper, slowing down with each thrust, shooting his cum in me over and over, until he finally came to a stop balls-deep inside me. And we stayed that way, me with my upper body on the bed and feet on the floor, him behind me, hunched over so his chest touched my back, for a minute or two. I told him I didn’t want him to pull out, and he agreed. “It’s like a bandaid though. The best thing to do is just to–” suddenly, he pulled out all at once–“get it over with.”

That’s when we discovered that the condom had broken, and suddenly the whole ‘come in me’ thing which had been so fucking hot just moments prior became, like, a little terrifying. Immediately he said, “I’ll buy you plan B, I’ll pay for it, don’t worry,” which tbh made my respect for and attraction to him go up even higher. We went to cvs, got plan b, then got fast food and went back to his place to play some first person shooter games. We tried having sex again (without a condom, since we were already exposed to each others fluids) after that, but I found after he penetrated me again that I was really sore. When I told him it was hurting, he stopped moving and asked, “Do you want me to take it out? Or can we stay like this and just cuddle?” I opted for the latter, and we got very comfortable in his bed and just talked and talked, and almost fell asleep because it felt so nice.

I went home, took my plan B, and I’ve confirmed since then that I am NOT pregnant. Still, the way Max handled the whole thing of the condom breaking and of me being sore, it only raised my opinion of him. He has also been so great about consent and communication, saying he won’t do anything we haven’t discussed first.

Next time he’s going to tie me up and fuck me in at least 3 different positions. He’s been sending me tasks/instructions to do, and they usually involve sending him pictures to prove I did it, like to show my panties or that I tied my ankles together or gagged myself, etc. We have both admitted that we have the best physical chemistry of any of our past partners. Like, we just fit together so well and it feels so damn good.

If you guys liked this, then writing it wasn’t a waste of time and maybe you’d be interested in an update after I see him again… let me know please in the comments! I tried my best to paint an accurate picture and to make it as arousing to you, the reader, as it was to me in person. I apologize if I made it too long! The actual encounter was really long as well, he has a lot of stamina. Anyway thanks for reading if you got all the way down here to the end!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6msc3g/how_i_was_fucked_hard_and_got_creampied_by_a_guy

10 comments on “How I was [F]ucked hard and got creampied by a guy I [M]et on tinder (pretty long)

  1. Please continue, I would like to see an update. This sounds like a love story in the making, which is a nice change here in /r/gonewildstories .

  2. Holy crap. Okay, first the story was just sexy. Okay, you know, you can use sexy adjectives and describe things will and all that jazz. That’s great, but daaaaamn, more than that, I swear that the chemistry you two have just oozes out of the computer screen here. The way you describe the way he pushes your buttons, and then your reactions to that . . . Let’s just say I shouldn’t have read this at work, and I’m going to stay safely in my office for a while until things die down a bit.

    GREAT freakin story!

  3. What kind of guy asks, “why are you all sweaty” while in the middle of sex? I hope you don’t let him pull that card again.

  4. Honestly the clear respect he has for you is just as hot as the way you guys fuck. Congrats!

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