A mom on Tinder [FM]

Had a lot of fun writhing my previous post so I thought I’d tell another that takes place roughly about a month before my last post here. To dive into the background it was about a year after breaking up with my last girlfriend I had decided I was ready to start seeming some new people and decided that Tinder might be the best way to accomplish that. A bit about [M]e, I’m 24 years old, 5’7”, got a big belly, and at the time had long beard coming down to my chest and hair I kept usually tied up in a top knot. I had just graduated from college with a BA, and was doing some post bacc work. I attribute my tinder success to being honest and funny. But enough about me and let me tell you and V.

I’ll spare you the swiping through Tinder story and just tell you I was very hesitant to swipe, let alone message, V at all. When I had come across her profile, she had very little written in her bio about four photos and they were all black and white. I hesitated for a second and decided fuck it let’s see what happens. I kept through with my night swiping and messaging a few matches and to my surprise there’s a *bing* and the match animation showed up telling me V and I had both matched with each other. I took a look back through her profile and saw nothing had changed, still had the single line bio, the same black and white photos and I realized this time, that V was 39 years old, I on the other hand had disabled my age from my profile to keep my bio more interesting. While I’ve always been told I act more mature for my age and all those old cliches I was a bit intimidated by the age gap and sat staring at my phone thinking of what to say when V sent the first message and started up a conversation. She started off with a point in my bio where I had made a joke, and stated that was why she decided to match with me. Now no one in the world would accuse me of being charming but I do think myself funny and have even won an award for it (totally different conversation tho.)

So V and I kept chatting and I was the slightest bit nervous she would bring up the age difference but to my grand relief never did. We had small talk and decided to exchange numbers. We set up dinner plans and I was beyond excited to meet this woman I had only so far messaged and texted with. Of all places we’d decided to meet, we went to a cheese cake factory (insert bad Drake joke here.) We ate, we drank, we laughed and over dinner she finally leaned over and almost whispered, “so how old are you really?” I chuckled and sheepishly asked, “how old do you think I am?” I love this part because of my facial hair and general demeanor people usually think I’m MUCH older than I am and so she responded with, “I’m hoping you’re at least 28-29.” I played offended and revealed that I was 23. She turned a deep red and covered her face. “I can’t believe I’m on a date with you.” I got nervous and thought this would be my last time talking to V. We talked and giggled for the rest of the night all the while poking fun and our age difference and parted ways with one of the most awkward hugs I’ve ever been a part of my entire life. I should note this wasn’t a creepy “don’t touch me” hug but more of a “this is it?” hug.

The entire walk to my car and subsequent drive home I questioned the hug. I got home and text V telling her how much I enjoyed myself and how I’d like to see her again. She echoed similar enjoyment and poked fun saying something along the lines of, “hopefully I’ll get more than a good night hug next time lol.”

We spent the next few days flirting and texting. V made dinner plans for sushi and the meal was going just as well as the last until she took her chance to make me blush at the dinner table when she started to talk about sex. I am by no means a Puritan but growing up Catholic I just wasn’t used to dinner conversation being about what kinks I was into. I blushed and stammered as I tried to speak and I could tell V was all about it. To add to my overall embarrassment V also took opportunity to tell me about her son. Still in middle school she began to talk about him and some of her past relationships and how she was married and ultimately divorced. We finished our meal, paid the check and V asked me to walk her to her car. Parked around the corner on a residential street, her car was barely lit. She leaned up against the hood of her car and again asked if I’d be willing to giver her more than a hug. We made out like teenagers in front of her car for a few minutes until she started to move my hands to her breast. V was a total literal MILF. She was a thick women in sense of the word. She had large-heavy breast, a nice full ass, and some thick thighs all topped with the perfect wide hips for birthing.

V pulled her top down some before putting my hand in her bra and was breathing heavy and thrusting her hips forward and in a final act of public intimacy undid her jeans and lead my hand to the growing hot wet patch on her panties. I could feel just how hot V was getting when she pulled my hand from her jeans to lick the wetness from my fingers rubbing on her panties. Things were going fantastic until a house a few door downs from her car opened it’s front door. We quickly gathered ourselves and with one final kiss said our good nights.

The next few days were full of flirting and sexting all filled with the promise of just how good, “A woman with experience can fuck you.” V would send me pictures and videos from her bathroom and even early morning workouts. Finally our first encounter would continue with attempting to go to a bar where after the first round of drink V asked me to pay the bill stating, “I can’t wait to get your dick in my mouth and show you what I can do.” Neither of us living a lone she directed me to a dark back residential street near her home where our fun would continue. Again like teenagers we made out in my car where this time V wore a shirt she claimed, “it’s easy to get my tits out of.” She hurried my face in her chest asking me to suck and bite. She’d pulled her bra up under her shirt and held my face as I enjoyed the fullness of her tits in my face. Her tits where more than handfuls and spilled out between my fingers and I squeezed and pinched. She pushed me back and pulled at pants until she had my dick in her hand and asked, “You ready to have your cock sucked better than ever before?”

I can’t even begin to describe what being in her mouth felt like. She used her lips and tongue all in perfect form until I was all but ready to burst in her mouth. She moaned so much while sucking my dick I think she may have enjoyed it more than me. She must have felt me tensing up so much that she lifted her head and said, “I need you to fuck me.” She pulled her jeans and panties down to around her thighs and bent over in the passenger seat of my car. We fumbled around before eventually getting in a few good strokes before we both agreed the position was awkward and uncomfortable. She kept her pants around her thighs and leaned back over to finish what she started. She sucked on my dick, I played with her delicious went cunt, and after only a few minutes I was ready to cum. V lifted her head, stroked my dick and demanded I cum in her mouth. That was the last encouragement I need before I was blowing stream after stream of cum into V’s eager mouth as she swallowed every drop.

That was the first mind blowing encounter with V and I can’t wait to tell you about some more! I hope you enjoyed the read and hope to hear from you in the comments or in a message!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d16zjy/a_mom_on_tinder_fm