Fucking a Bumble MILF [MF] #kansas city

Made this username a couple years ago, so now I’m actually 36/m in Kansas City. I’m a single guy living the life of a great paying job, tons of world travel for it, nice house, no debt or commitments, but seemingly impossible to settle down. Not that I don’t want to, but maybe I’m too picky, or women get frustrated by a guy who has to take off on business trips every other week (definitely heard that as the reason before). Either way, I still enjoy dating, and I have needs that I love allowing a date to help me take care of.

I’ve been on a couple different websites like Match and OKCupid and have had some luck there before, but not recently. I’ve actually had more interesting conversations with girls on Bumble than anything else lately (very very little luck on Tinder in fact).

Anyway a couple weeks ago I matched with a girl, we’ll call her “Sarah”, whose first two pictures really caught my interest. The first one was a summer photo of her with sunglasses on outside wearing really short shorts and a tank top and you could tell she was in really good (thin) shape. Got my attention. Second picture was probably a bit older but looked like it was in a bar or something and the lighting is just perfect. In it, she has a beautiful smile, shoulder-length blonde hair, very minimal make up and getting away with it, and eyes that you want to stare into while having a deep conversation over strong drinks. I look at her details and she’s 5’6″, single mom, into sports, and only a few miles from me.

Only thing that was a bit hesitant for me is she noted she is 39 on her profile. I know age is just a number but generally I’m into the late 20’s – early 30’s girls. I’ve never connected or honestly even tried with a girl more than a year older than me. But, she made the first conversation move and I kept looking at her pictures thinking she’s the youngest-looking 39-year-old and very attractive, so let’s see what happens.

I learned she’s a couple years divorced and a professional in management positions, which is very attractive to me and she was holding conversation really well. After a couple days of texts back and forth things get a bit sexual without being overt, chatting late at night and mentioning how we’d rather be snuggled up under a blanket together, and her throwing in some details about my hand on her hips, spooning, and kissing her neck. I kept a bit tame but suggestive, not wanting to go overboard just to test the waters. She would give agreement and then not long after she’d sign off with a goodnight and kissing emoji.

After a week or so of this we made plans to meet up for drinks. I have to say I wasn’t totally feeling it yet but once the night came I had nothing at all better to do so confirmed the time and date and walked into the bar looking for her. She had texted me she was at the end of the bar so I walked around, found her, and was pleasantly surprised that YES she looked exactly like her pictures (not a catfish) and had made commendable effort to dress up a bit. She was looking great and honestly seemed like 29 instead of 39 judging by her smooth, even skin and dressing style. She was sipping on a glass of wine and gave me a hug when I walked up.

For the next two hours we had a couple of drinks, appetizers, watched the game, and were certainly hitting it off conversation-wise. No problems keeping up and no lulls in the discussion. It wasn’t long before her hand was on my leg or touching my arm while talking to me. I reciprocated and put my hand around her waist and scooted our stools a bit closer. She was into me. We had discussed going for a Christmas light walk at this popular park afterwards, so I asked if she still wanted to do it, to which she lit up and said “YES! Let’s get out of here!”. I quickly paid and we walked out. I asked if she wanted to follow, orrrrr she could ride with me since it’s only a short distance and with no hesitation she said she’d love to ride.

We drove to the park and despite a fair number of other couples and families there, we forgot about them as we continued talking, holding hands, and looking across the lake at the lights. We were inches apart, face-to-face talking and we both knew we were about to kiss but unsure who should make the move first. Once our lips met, she was very passionately into it, running her tongue along my lips as we held each other close, hips to hips in the cold winter air, my hands finding their way under her short jacket and holding her athletic back, then eventually under the shirt and feeling her bare torso. We continued kissing until I sensed the presence of families and kids nearby, so we broke it off, smiled, and holding hands continued walking. Soon we reached a small maintenance building that had some lights on it, and she said, “hey, I wonder what lights are behind the building??!”. We then walked around and behind and were obviously out of sight of anyone else at the park and in the dark. We immediately resumed kissing and this time my hands are under her shirt, on her bare back, then moving to the front and running over her flat stomach, feeling her hips, scratching her back lightly while she heatedly kisses me, taking deep breaths and making little gasps as I snap the waist of her panties as I explore her in the cold. Then I move a hand up caress her neck, then the back of her head, touching her ear, back to her shoulders…. she’s loving it, eagerly kissing me, until I lightly grab hold of her highlighted, straight blonde hair and firmly hold it, pulling her head backwards a bit while we kiss. This move often awakens something sexual in women and if they react really positively to it I find it usually means we’re going to be in bed together at the first opportunity.

We break away and smooth ourselves out, laugh a bit, and then walk back out to the sidewalk, pretending to act cool like that didn’t just happen, and continued commenting on the light display, all while I tried to ignore the half-erection I just suffered behind the shed, one that I know she felt as she pulled my hips against hers just before we stopped.

Once back at my car, we immediately began kissing again, and she asked if I wanted to go back to the bar for another drink. I actually wanted to get alone somewhere warmer, so I suggested, “sure we could have another drink… In fact my house isn’t too far and I have beer and wine… also I’d love to just cuddle up with you for a bit and maybe watch a movie?” Not really to my surprise, she immediately said yes, but asked if she could get her car first and follow. So I dropped her off and then drove about as cautiously as ever so that she wouldn’t get stuck at a red light and get lost.

We get to my house, pop a bottle of wine, and start watching TV, while she sits up and leans against me, head against my shoulder, with a knit blanket over us. Well, we weren’t more than 20 minutes into the show (can’t even remember what it was) before we had our first make out session. She just set her wine down, slowly turned to me, held both sides of my head and pulled me into her, this time rubbing hips into crotches, hands under shirts, hands slipping down the back of pants to grab a handful of ass, it was amazing and felt so right despite just meeting. We stopped and cooled down, watched some more movie, and about every 30 minutes stopped for another make out break.

[Sexual stuff starts here]

As soon as the credits started to roll, she turned to me, started the tenth make out of the evening, and this time I slip my hands under her bra and grab her B-cup breast, rolling her nipple, kissing her neck, enjoying her gasps and quick moans as I got a bit more bold with each passing minute. Shortly after my hand is down the back of her pants again, tracing around her ass down to her thigh gap and ‘”accidentally” running a fingertip over her wet pussy from behind, then pulling my hand out of her pants and leaving her hanging while I kiss her neck, the entire time while she is dry humping me.

I help her out of the sweater and bra and give her tits some much-needed mouth attention which she is absolutely loving, her hips arching upwards as I nibble a bit, lick, and flick, giving both breasts some passion until I feel her hand timidly running down the front of my pants, over my hard cock, then pulling away as if she isn’t sure if she should have done that, and then she does it again… then pulls away… then again until she unsnaps my jeans and puts her hand into my boxer briefs and gently grabs my cock, stroking it a bit while my hand finds her bare ass once again.

We’re laying sideways on the couch, kissing, and it’s all amazing and passionate, until I realize she has unsnapped her own pants and has the front open, sliding her hand down the front and touching herself, then she pulls her hand up and pushes a warm, sugary-smooth wet finger into my mouth, asking me to taste her and what I’ve done to her. I respond positively, and she does this twice more, dipping her finger into her pussy, putting it in my mouth, then kissing me and licking her own cream off of my tongue. Fucking hot this girl is. The next time she puts her hand in her pants she doesn’t take it out and instead rubs her clit, from within her panties, to a hip-shattering orgasm which she is none-too-subtle about enjoying, and as she comes down from that orgasmic high she turns to me, grins, and says, “OK now YOU do it!”. Not wanting to cross lines but horny as fuck, I said sure and pulled my pants down a bit, finally releasing my cock (about 7 inches and trimmed) and started stroking it while kissing her. I gave her a bit of her own tricks and wiped a bit of pre-cum off my tip and made her suck it off my finger. One hand was jacking off, kind of enjoying her as my audience as she props her head up a bit to see the action with lustful eyes and softly saying something about how she loves how hard I am.

My other hand moves around and slides into her pants again, this time from the front, and I rub her pussy, dipping a finger in, in time to my own masturbation, and with no objections from her, I help her slide her pants down to her knees, while she keeps her dark blue satin panties on. I pull my pants down further so I’m totally free and ask her to rub my balls a bit while I jack off, the head of my cock tapping against her stomach and the hem of her panties. We move closer and now she takes over stroking me, asking me to cum on her, and she’s rubbing me against her panties, then a bit lower until she’s rubbing me over her clit with nothing but the satin between us. We keep kissing and grinding and before I know it she has pulled her pants down further and has the gusset of her underwear slightly pulled to the side and slips my cock inside them, now giving me a pussy job and getting me soaked as the tip of my cock is poking out of the back of her gap, which I can feel while reaching around and grabbing her ass.

She’s constantly changing angle and begging me to cum and a couple times my tip gets “caught” on the edge of her hole and we both gasp, briefly pulling away, only to go right back into that risky position and continue grinding. Then, twice, my cock hits her hole and accidentally slips in about half way. We both pause for a fraction of a second in that freeze-frame position before I pull out and we both breathlessly apologize, then continue grinding… This was so hot it was even better than sex. It’s like we both knew we didn’t want to ruin it by straight up fucking balls deep but we were both so horny that this extreme make out session was beyond words.

Finally I felt myself getting close to blowing, so I got up and kneeled in front of her, helped her out of her jeans completely and then slid her panties off, finally taking in her tight body laid out in front of me. I remember thinking FUCK she doesn’t look like she’s almost 40 AT ALL, in fact her body reminded me of fit college girls in my past, and I told her I could definitely get used to this sight. I knelt between her legs, her soaked pussy just an inch away from my now-heavy and swollen balls, as I jacked off and grabbed her tit. Only a few seconds before I blew it on her stomach, and less intense ropes landed in the soft dark hair on her mound. She grabbed my hand and licked the cum off my fingers before we collapsed again and dozed off for a few minutes before she realized the time and got dressed to leave.

As we were saying our goodbyes she asked if I wanted to get together the next night somewhere and watch the Chiefs game, to which I said absolutely… but that’s part 2 if there’s interest.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a9bkf7/fucking_a_bumble_milf_mf_kansas_city