So this just happened Monday night. I don’t really know how else to explain how it began, so here’s a link to the conversation between me and Sarah that kicked it all off.
(By the way, ** to skip to sex.)
Yeah. So right after that happened, I called her to ask what exactly she meant by that. To put a long story short, she said that she’s never really been the jealous type. Plus, since we’re not exactly serious, it’s not a big deal. So of course I asked her if she had been with anyone else since we’d gotten together, and she said no. Then she asked the same of me, and I said no too, which is the truth.
There was kind of an awkward pause after that. Then Sarah said that the reason she broke up with her ex in the first place was because he cheated on her. But if he had wanted to open things up a little bit, he should have just asked her and she’d have been fine with it. But since he cheated, he broke her trust and so there was no point in staying together.
So I asked her, so what you’re saying is, that it’s not cheating if I ask you about it? And she said no, not at all. In fact, it kind of turns her on that she can be with a guy who can get laid easily because it means I’m staying with her because I want to, not just because of sex or because I don’t have options.
So, what you’re saying is, I asked her, that if I use Tinder to get another girl when we can’t be together… even tonight… you’re okay with that.
And she said yeah. As long as it didn’t interfere with our time together and as long as I wrapped it up and stayed safe, she didn’t mind at all.
I said, I don’t know what to say to that.
That was when I heard her daughter’s voice in the distance. Sarah just giggled in that cute way of hers, said good night and “happy hunting” and hung up.
I didn’t have much time to dwell on that because my coworkers texted me, they were right outside.
We went to an Asian place a few blocks away which was pretty good. I was hoping to have quite a few more drinks than I did because it had been a while and because I needed something to calm my nerves after the conversation I had just had.
I got back to the hotel around like seven thirty, slightly buzzed. I spent a few minutes pacing around in my room. I didn’t know what to think. I was 90% sure this was some kind of a test, but then again… Sarah has never been remotely dramatic at all, and she didn’t get jealous at all when I mentioned the other dates I had gotten out of Tinder. So it seemed like she might well have been being… honest.
So, off I went to Tinder. It was the first time I’d been on it in a while and not just because I was busy with work, but because I feel like Sarah and I are pretty close. We text each other daily and see each other on weekends when we can, not to mention every Wednesday night without fail, unless I’m out of town. I don’t have time for any other romance except for now, when I’m out of town. So I got to swiping right on every girl 18-35 within five miles that was decently attractive. Then I revamped my profile a little bit, with some pictures that Sarah had taken of me when I was surfing and similar.
Then I kind of laughed at myself. This whole thing was crazy and wasn’t gonna amount to anything and even if it did, I had no time before work tomorrow. So I editted my Tinder profile to say that I was only in town for a few days so not looking for anything really long term. Then I went down to the gas station across the street, picked up a few beers and went back to the hotel, planning to just chill and do nothing until I went to sleep.
That was when my phone started to buzz. I should mention that I invested in Tinder pro or whatever, where you get unlimited swipes, so I guess if you cast a wide enough net you’re bound to catch a few fish. I ended up matching with a few girls in the next hour or two, most of whom I unmatched for various reasons. I messaged the rest with typical “hey, you look pretty cute in your pictures. what are you up to tonight?” type stuff. Mostly I got nothing or else I got unmatched, but Rafelina messaged me back almost right away. (Her real name is not Rafelina, but a similar sounding name.)
She’s black with the kind of features you only really see in the islands or Florida. Very cute, much shorter than me, almost as curvy as Sarah but a little skinnier, and with darker skin than mine which is new. Overall, I’d say that she is almost as attractive as Sarah, and a lot of that is probably because I actually like Sarah whereas I don’t have an emotional attachment to Rafelina.
Anyway. We went through the usual pleasantaries before I invited her to the hotel bar. I said that I’m not really looking for anything too serious… just a cool girl that I can hang out with and see where the night goes. Pretty obvious coding for, I’m looking for a hookup. I got a good vibe from Rafelina and I figured that even if she was a catfish, I’d at least get out and about a little.
So I tidied myself up, and my room just in case, and headed down to the bar. I was four beers in, which is a lot for me, so I was pretty social… I was talking to a couple when Rafelina showed up.
She is exactly what she seems like in her pictures. On the short side, and slim, but with curves in all the right places and curly black hair and dark skin, and a gorgeous smile, perfectly straight white teeth and red lipstick. She was wearing a light bluish shirt and a red skirt that was on the short side, but still somewhat modest, but clung to her ass marvelously. I caught her eye, waved her over and welcomed her to the bar with a hug.
“Wow,” I said. I let her step back a little but left my hand on her hip, not aggressively holding her so that she couldn’t get away, but maintaining physical contact. I said that she looked gorgeous and thanks for showing up. I got a Jack and coke plus a mule for her I think, and then we sat down and chatted for a while.
She’s a pretty cool girl. She’s a nurse and she’s originally from Jamaica, but moved to the US when she was very young. I teased her more than I normally might becuase I was buzzing, but it must have worked because I had her laughing pretty frequently and the eye contact and chemistry was pretty good too. She was getting to the end of her second drink when I kind of scooted up next to her, put my arm around her shoulders and pulled her close.
I said that I was totally into her and I’d like to take her to my room. Like I said, I’m only in town for the next few days so this probably wasn’t going to be anything long term, but if she’s okay with that… I’d definitely be down for something short term. She was blushing quite a bit but kind of grinning, so I kissed her on the cheek real quick and said that I’d be okay with whatever she said next.
So, she said fuck it. She closed out the tab even though I tried to insist on paying at least my share, and took my hand and led us to the elevator. Once we were in and the doors had shut, she placed her hands on my shoulders, kind of rubbed them a little bit, and pulled me into a long but shallow kiss. And she is a fucking fantastic kisser, I was totally drawn into it, the only thing that made me pull back was when we got to my floor and the doors opened up.
That’s when my nerves kind of caught up with me again. This is not something I usually do by any means and then there was Sarah. I fumbled with my keycard and it took us a minute to get into the room and once the door shut, I turned to Rafelina again and placed my hands on her broad hips. She was blushing slightly and grinning cutely and I realized, if she didn’t want this, she wouldn’t have been here. I kissed her passionately all of a sudden, which she met with equal passion, stopping only to pull off her shirt.
**
She was as slim as she seemed and her boobs were decently big and very perky in that red lace bra she wore, perfect for her frame. I spent a few minutes kissing them up and down, plus her exposed vulnerable neck which made her moan desperately and pull me back so that she was pressed against the wall. I ran my hands through her curly hair and tugged it just a little to make her gasp, that way I could kiss her on her open mouth. She liked that so I pulled a little harder, fuck it had been so long since I had pulled a girl’s hair.
I spent a few moments kissing over her shoulders before lifting her up and burying my face in her tits. I could tell she was a little more fit than Sarah and she liked it when I was more aggressive and that turned me on so much. She hugged my head close and I could feel her trying to suffocate me in those big dark tits of hers as I fumbled around behind her until I got her bra off. The result was that her breasts sagged the slightest amount and I was free to kiss and lick over her dark nipples.
For some reason, we paused briefly and just looked at each other as I carried her to the bed. I kissed her collarbone and lay her down, as she held me close with her legs. She then pulled my head closer for a long passionate kiss. When it broke, she let me pull back a bit and while I was trying to unzip my pants, she actually slapped me across the face lightly.
“Is this what you do when you’re in a new city? Get on Tinder and hook up with random fucking girls? I bet you do it all the time,” she grinned naughtily and kissed me messily.
I was about to answer literally when I realized she was dirty talking. I bit her lip and kissed around her neck and as I got my zip down, I answered.
“Fuck yes I hook up with random sluts,” I said. “I love girls who know how to fuck… I love the way they moan and bite my neck and beg me to fuck them.” She took the hint and bit my neck while I rubbed my cockhead against her pussy, through her panties. She hissed in pleasure and started to beg me to put it in when I remembered, I had no condoms. I hadn’t had any since I quit bringing them to Sarah’s. Fortunately, Rafelina took one out of her wallet and gave it to me. Which was a big relief since the thought of fucking her bareback turned me on so much that I might just have done it.
After I got the condom on, I put it into her slowly. She was so tight it hurt at first, but she grabbed my ass and pulled me in deeper, biting her lip until I was all the way in. I thrust very gently at first as she moaned and winced, until she she finally started to just moan. But, I didn’t go faster, harder, or deeper at all. Then I looked down at her, at the way her boobs jiggled as I fucked her and played with her boobs for a minute.
“Beg me,” I told her. “Beg me to fuck you harder you little slut, beg me.” For like two thrusts I went hard and fast but then I slowed down again just so she’d have a taste of what she could have, so she knew what she’d have to do to get it.
And gentlemen, if you have never had a girl beg you to fuck her, find a way to do it, wine and dine, a car, a ring, I don’t care it is worth it. It was the hottest thing ever when Rafelina looked up at me with her face contorted in pleasure as she reached down to play with herself, and begged me to take her hard. So I fucked her as deep and hard as I possibly could, a little slow so I could be methodical and so I could stay up on my arsm and watch her boobs bounce. She kept it semi-quiet except for toward the end when she came, she yelled my name and I felt her twitch desperately around me.
I could tell she was going to be sore so I pulled out gently took off my condom and for a second, I rubbed my cockhead against that lovely dark pink pussy of hers. But then I jacked off and came on her tummy and maybe a little onto her tits.
After that, I kind of lay down on top of her, still in missionary position and kissed her a few times, kind of teasing her in the way that you do after you’ve had a really great fuck and are in a good mood, and infatuated with the girl you’re with. We kind of played around and teased each other for a bit, I made fun of her for being a domestic abuser for slapping me and she made fun of me for being a slut because I took home and fucked a rando, and let her slap me and liked it.
She went to take a shower, she had brought some clothes in a kind of cute leather backpack that she used as a purse and a hoe-bag. That kind of made me think… sure, dirty talking about being slutty was fun but what the fuck was I doing? I should mention, I have only had two long term relationships before, one in highschool and one towards the end of college and my number is lowish… like over five but well under ten. What the Hell was I doing with the kind of girl who bangs a random guy who is visiting? I didn’t even know Bianca’s phone number or even her last name! Just like with Sarah when we first got together.
That made me feel even worse or more confused at least. I was starting to sober up and realize it even more and it was so confusing… Sarah and I are together. I guess it might be different if it was just a few weeks or if we hadn’t had sex or if we weren’t regularly seeing each other, but this is not normal for me at all. Rafelina was still showering so I texted Sarah.
Sounds hot, tell me about it later with a winking face, then a good night kiss… so… she is okay with it, I guess. I didn’t have time to dwell on it at the time though because Rafelina came out of the shower, butt naked and asked me if I was texting my girlfriend. I said no, it’s not like that but she just winked at me and put on a pair of short shorts and a tank top, and started to take a cardigan out of her bag and put her shoes back on.
“You know you can spend the night if you want,” I blurted out. “I don’t mind.” I know it’s kind of sketch but I’m not used to hooking up with people and not sleeping with them at least. She seemed a little surprised by that but kind of laughed and said okay. So I went to shower and when I got back, we kind of watched TV with half a mind while she talked about the city (which I won’t name) and her job and stuff. She had the next day off because of her working schedule, but, the day after that she had work really early, so meeting up the next night was out, so if I wanted it I’d have to get it in the morning.
That made me get hard and she noticed, and reached down and stroked it. But then, she just laughed and snuggled up with me, and hit the light with her other hand.
I don’t know how the fuck I got to sleep. But fortunately I did and fortunately I had set my alarm pretty early, so I could work out in the morning. I kind of freaked a little when I got up, because I was a little hungover and the details about the last night were blurry so it took me a second to recognize Rafelina. That freaked her out a little so she woke up. I apologized and went to silence the alarm, so we could sleep in for another hour or so. But once I did and got back under the covers, instead of just cuddling, I felt her kiss at my nipple.
**
“I guess you did want it again,” she said. She teased my nipples for a minute before she made her way up. It took us a second to find each others’ faces in the dark so that we could kiss. It was a very tired, messy kind of kiss and it didn’t last long before she kissed her way to my chest again. But, she didn’t stop there.
I literally had no idea what to do as she began to jack and suck me off. She was far more aggressive than I’m used to, as Sarah is pretty gentle but fuck was it hot. I reached down to strok her hair but since I was still half asleep, I just put my hand on her head over the blankets as she began to bob her head up and down on me. I think she got a lot farther than Sarah can, maybe even all the way since let’s face it, I think she’s had more practice, and that thought turned me on even more. I thrust up a little bit as she jacked me off and (I think) licked all over my cockhead. I don’t think I lasted two minutes before I came into her mouth a lot harder than I expected to.
She toyed with my still hard cock for a moment, kind of teasing me, torturing me even before she let go. I think I heard her swallow before she kissed at my lower torso one last time and got out from under the blankets. Even in the darkness I could see that naughty perfect smile of hers. I kissed her once which I think surprised her, and then we snuggled up again to sleep in.
When we finally got up again… no, we didn’t have sex again even though I was SO down for it. We just showered again, not together (although I did smack her ass on the way in after her), then I put on my clothes and we went to breakfast. I think that’s when I started to get a little awkward/shy but fortunately it wasn’t long before we went our seperate ways. I did text her in the afternoon though to say that my work group went to one of the places she talked about, and we kind of chit-chatted about that through Tinder before she said if I’m ever in the area again, here’s her number.
That’s when I started to think about Sarah again. I didn’t put Rafelina’s number in my phone, and I got so close to unmatching her and deleting Tinder and everything, but eventually I just texted her and we chit chatted a tiny bit before the conversation kind of died. But, I do have her number… but I’m texting Sarah regularly again. I called her Wednesday night and we talked, but I felt awkward so I didn’t mention Monday night at all. I’m pretty sure she’s okay with it, even though it makes no sense. It’s making me question everything. I go back and forth from thinking about how hot it is and all of the possibilities, and being ashamed of myself, like is this any way to treat a woman? I guess I’m not that ashamed since I’m posting about it and the essence of the story is true? IDK. At the same time I haven’t texted Rafelina much since Tuesday and I ignored the few other messages I got on Tinder.
Anyway, I’ve got a shift starting in a few hours (yeah, I know) so I’m going to link this story to Sarah and we’ll either talk late tonight or tomorrow morning. With any luck I won’t get dumped on the spot, haha :( Wish me luck!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9u7j5e/sarah_is_my_tinderella_part_4_rafelina
I think you may have used her real name on accident in the middle.