This story comes from my more fruitful days a few years back when I was very active on various dating apps. This particular story involves a tinder date named Hannah. We matched, hit it off and over a few days started getting progressively more sexual/flirty in our texts. She sent a few really sexy pics. We were primed and ready to go before we ever met.
We went to a brewery one weeknight after work for our date. The sexual tension was thick. She was about 5’6, slender build overall with perky tits and a nice round ass, with a hipster style, really knew how to dress and very much interested in her appearance. She wore this cute flowery romper and white strappy heel-sandal things.
After a quick round we were both feeling frisky. We decided to go back to my place but it was pouring rain. We decided to wait it out by the front door until the rain slowed. We started making out hard. Lots of tongue. The place was packed now with happy hour folks. We were sort of secluded by virtue of where the entrance was, but anyone at any time could’ve walked right over to us or seen us from afar. It was pretty out in the open. I started to grab her ass through her super thin romper material, then reached around to the front and slid my hand up her romper, under her tiny thong, and gently started rubbing her pussy. It was soaking wet. After a minute or so of this I said fuck it, and instead of waiting for the rain to stop we just rain out to my car on the street out front.
We got in fast, now a little wet, and started going at it hard. Again, lots of tongue. The rain (amazingly) started pounding even harder, just a torrential downpour now. We were parked right on the street in front of a row of residential houses but the rain provided us a lot of cover as it turned out. Nobody was walking on the street and even if they were it would be hard to see exactly what was going on in the car.
I stared fingering her in my car up the leg of her romper. So fucking wet and completely bald and smooth. It was hot as fuck. I fed my finger into her mouth and she tasted herself a few times off my finger. At the same time she started rubbing my cock through my slacks. I was hard as fuck. She progressively got more rhythmic and so I started guiding her with my hips in a rocking motion. To this day I regret not unbuckling and pulling my cock out for her to either stroke or suck. Still, she kept rubbing until I busted inside my pants. It was hot.
We drove back to my place, went inside, and wasted no time. Some foreplay on the couch. She straddled me on the couch while I flicked my tongue over her perky little tits. Her romper was off in just a few minutes. Then I bent her over a little desk thingy at the foot of the bed in my bedroom and knelt behind her with my face just buried in her ass, licking her smooth, bald wet cunt and her tiny little asshole. After a few minutes of this I stood up and didn’t even consider getting a condom before sliding into her from behind. As I started fucking her, slowly at first, I remember looking down and seeing her perfect little asshole still wet with my spit from the heavy licking I was doing, just practically glistening back up at me in the gentle, dim lamplight in my bedroom. Idk why but it was hot as fuck.
We moved to my bed. I distinctly remember her on top riding me at one point and reaching up to put a hand around her neck, gently. She responded favorably so I reached up with my other hand and double gripped her. She then mirrored the move, reaching down to choke me lightly with both hands. She started to really enjoy this. I read the signs and started really fucking slamming into her smooth wet pussy from underneath. Really pounding into her hard as fuck until she came on my cock.
I flipped her onto her back and really started to give it to her. I was kneeling upright with one hand stretched out to choke her, and the other on her hip guiding her onto my cock as I slammed into her. Finally I knew it was my turn to bust. I unloaded in her pussy. We fucked twice that night, raw, and I came in her both times. Never had another date, as we weren’t really all that compatible outside the bedroom. She’s married to some guy now.
The one thing I always fantasize about when I revisit this is the over the pants handjob in the car. I wish I had told her to take my dick out and wonder how she would’ve reacted. I would’ve loved to see her reaction when she saw how hard I was. I also wish I could’ve seen her face as she watched me cum all over her hand. Or I wonder if she would’ve gotten her mouth on it to swallow my cum. Judging by how it felt in my pants it was a pretty huge load.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cshb9l/the_time_a_rainstorm_led_to_me_and_my_f_tinder