Losing my [F] virginity to a Tinder hookup [M] was liberating and awesome!

As a female living in a catholic household for most of my life, sexuality of any form was always prohibited. However, that didn’t stop me from engaging in masturbation, orgasming and porn-watching, but it was always tainted with intense guilt and anxiety. I felt guilty for wanting to be sexual with my boyfriend at the time, which caused intense fear and is the reason I never had any contact with his genitals at all (or anyone else’s for that matter). But boy did I dream and fantasize about it.

The fantasy of sex mixed with my guilt for having that fantasy created a unique situation for me, I was very “knowledgeable” about sex and what I liked sexually, but always resolved to “I’ll just have to do that with my husband one day”.

Of course, moving away to college made me agnostic and a proud supporter of the pro-choice movement, birth control, being bisexual and most things Catholicism condemned in my past.

I felt liberated, everything changed, yet the one thing to never change was my insatiable sex drive. I bought my first vibrator which opened up a new world of potential g-spot orgasms. It felt good to have control over my body, I theoretically didn’t need anyone to give me an orgasm, or sexual pleasure.

However, I was inspired by my friend’s stories about having casual sex. I always thought I’d only have sex with someone once I got to know them, that I’d love their whole self and then I’d have sex with them, (because deep down I was scared about being labeled “easy” or a slut.). But as I scrolled tinder (which I was introduced to by one of my friends) I felt the raw tension of sexual desire. I fantasized about hooking up with someone, but subconsciously told myself it was too risky and I’d be “used”. I was still growing out of that mindset for myself. I supported women’s rights to have casual sex and would never label another woman as a slut. But apparently I would for myself.

A few weeks went by, when I got a message from a cute surfer dude on Tinder with bright orange hair and a bulge pic in swim trunks. He proposed we meet up that very night, drink wine, take a walk on the beach and make love back at his place.

This wasn’t the first time I had received an invitation to hookup, but I would always apologize to the guy and say I wasn’t looking for casual sex. Except I probably was.
I realize now, deep down, I wanted nothing more than to get absolutely railed by a stranger, for lack of a better description. The dichotomy of my past shame and my current obsession with sex always resulted in a deadlock. Until tonight.

With trembling hands I agreed with a winky heart emoji. I felt anxious and exposed but I was becoming completely soaked. I showered, wore a revealing dress, shaved and rubbed on lotion, I felt incredibly sexy.

He picked me up in his car, and we had a romantic walk on the beach, drank wine, and went back to his place. He kissed me in a way I’ve never been kissed before, every nerve in his body ached for me, as I did for him. Before we started taking off our clothes I fessed up that I was a virgin “but that I’ve had experience with dildos”. He asked if I still wanted to do this, to which I responded with an exhilarated yes. It felt amazing to finally admit my truth. No guilt here, it was going to be OK.

He turned down the lights and laid me down on his bed, my mind and body racing with excitement. His kisses became more wild and sloppy, I grinded against his leg, begging. We both stripped, and he grabbed my breasts and kissed them. I was naked but felt so comfortable underneath him. He moved his kisses down to my clit. Then he used his tongue and fingers inside me in fucking incredible ways. Alternating between sharp-tonguing my clit and tongue- penetrating. The warmth from his mouth and breath felt incredible, I can still imagine the feeling right now. He was definitely experienced, I’m incredibly grateful and lucky that he knew just what to do. I just remember saying “oh my god oh my god” to myself that whole time, I had to stifle my moans as they were getting WAY too loud.

He laid down next to me, and I got up, witnessing his beautiful cock. (the first one I’ve seen not on a screen!) He asked me if I wanted to suck it, I exclaimed “oh yes of course! “. All the hours of head advice from reddit, porn and articles came down to this. He was thicker/longer than I thought, so I had some problems with breathing and choking, so I alternated using my hands and mouth to rub/suck his dick. I’m grateful he moaned (oh my god the moans) and said stuff like “yes yes like that” whenever I did something he liked, like rub/suck his balls or vacuum-suck his dick hard. His cock also was twitching, which was really cool to feel! He then sat up and kissed me hard on the mouth, sloppily, and I ached for that magnificent cock inside me.

“Are you ready for me?” he turned me back down onto the bed and slipped on a condom. I opened my legs as far as I could, hips tilted towards him. He entered and began thrusting and oh my fucking god I was in heaven. I can’t replicate the noises that came out of me (and him!). He readily stifled them with his tongue as he kissed me, fucking me with a semi-steady rhythm.

He asked if I wanted to try riding him, which I definitely wasn’t great at (he probably cut me some slack for lack of experience) but I got a good ab/thigh workout from trying!

Switching positions again, and for the oh-so-fucking-greater as he hit it from the back. I worked on keeping a good arch as he slipped his cock inside me, now going a bit harder and faster than before. If missionary was heaven this was heaven’s heaven. My g-spot and deeper vagina flushed warm blooms of pleasure as he fucked me. I was basically moaning/screaming into a pillow at this point. The pleasure came in waves and filled my whole body, I’m pretty sure that it was orgasm(s), but with no refractory period (like with clitoral orgasms). He slapped my ass/thighs occasionally (I didn’t know I was into that until then lol), and he grabbed my hips tilting them towards him more. His moans turned me on to no end. He began thrusting more rhythmically and quickly as he exclaimed he was going to cum, and I knew he did by his final pained grunts, cumming inside (the condom) deep inside me.

We finally plopped down next to each other on the bed, breathing hard. We laid there for a while, taking it in, I gently kissing his shoulder. He sloppily kissed me back, sucking on my lower lip.

I asked for some take-away advice on what I did that felt good, and what I could improve on. We had a great little conversation with no judgement and I learned a lot. (I may have complimented him a little too much, although it was always genuine. )

After getting dressed he drove me back to my place with a goodbye kiss. I thanked him and complimented him again. What a night!

Definitely an outlier in the “losing your virginity” stories, I’m super grateful it was a good experience. I’m also grateful I can freaking tell someone about it here!!!!!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/axiq70/losing_my_f_virginity_to_a_tinder_hookup_m_was