Tinder sex in the car [FM]

After a dry spell which lasted a few months, during which I never spontaneously met anyone interesting and I didn’t feel like looking for someone anyway, over the past weeks something in me awakened and I felt like looking for a nice guy to have a nice time with.

A couple of weeks ago I went to a party with this explicit intention and as soon as we got a bit drunk I did start kissing with a very nice guy that I had noticed earlier that night. He was visiting my town just for a couple of days and we did spend both nights in my bed having a lot of great sex and fun. He doesn’t live here and we didn’t discuss the possibility of meeting up again, but he left me with the good feeling that there’s a lot of nice guys out there that I can have a great time with, without having any feelings involved and still also without it being just a brutal, anonymous one night stand – which I sometimes do and like, but I always find it much better to have sex more than once with the same person, because only that way your bodies will get to know each other and will build on any great chemistry there may be between you.

Last week my family was visiting me for Christmas and we went for a short trip out of town for a few days. I was very busy with family and Christmas stuff, but nonetheless I decided to use Tinder again during this trip. My plan was to get in touch with some potentially interesting guys and then arrange a date with one of them for the first evening after my family had left, sort of to give myself a well deserved reward and some good sex after the busy days with family. I kept texting a bit with some of them for some days. There was one who had just one very attractive photo of a guy possibly ten years younger than me (I am in my thirties) and exactly my type of guy. Conversations with him were quite brief, but great and didn’t get sexual during the first days. Then, one late evening, the tone of the conversation suddenly changed from friendly to sexual. I told him I had been thinking of him upon waking up that morning and we told each other we didn’t want to wait another two days (when my family would leave) to see in person what we looked and felt like. We hadn’t exchanged any other photos other than those on Tinder, but I have a few photos on my profile and they give you quite a realistic idea of how I am.

I like crazy plans and I was suddenly very excited at the idea of meeting up with this very attractive young guy. He asked me what I wanted to do when we met and I said I wanted him to stick his fingers inside me. It was half past midnight and I was dead tired when he said we should both jump in our respective cars and drive 40 minutes each to meet in the middle between my town and the place where he was visiting his family for Christmas. I hesitated for a moment because I looked and felt dead tired, but then decided to go indeed. My parents were asleep and I figured they would not notice anything – and had they noticed anything, I could have told I had gone for a spontaneous beer with friends. I was soaking wet while driving and that possibly helped me stay awake and not end up in a car crash.

He called me on the phone twice while I was driving to agree where to meet. Thank god he had a nice voice. We had not talked on the phone before. It once happened to me that I texted with a guy from Tinder for a month and a half before meeting up in person and finding out he had the worst voice I had ever heard.

We met at a motorway exit, he told me where to park my car and that I would see him there. He came out of his car and he was clearly the same person in the photo, but at least ten years older, with a belly and like a person who’s seen better times. Still, I was so tired and horny that I sort of kissed him directly when I saw him. He hugged me and said: wait, take it easy. I didn’t say anything about how disappointed I was. He jumped into my car and we looked for a place that would be dark enough for us to have some privacy. We first parked at a place which was sort of visible if someone was passing by, but we assumed it would be okay in the middle of the night. We stood outside the car and kissed (but not so deep, also he had a chewing gum in his mouth all the time! However, his lips were nice and thick, like in the photo) and touched each other’s body under the clothes. Then some people walked past on the other side of the street and it didn’t seem like they were going to leave any time soon. I felt uncomfortable and we decided to look for another place. I drove to a more isolated place where we stayed in the car, he opened the zipper of my shorts, pulled down my stockings and panties and started fingering me as I had requested. He made me horny, so I forgot he was not the person I had imagined I would fuck. I started licking his dick slowly, but that suddenly felt too intimate and I stopped. He was annoyed. I didn’t want to say why I didn’t want to continue, but he insisted that I should keep licking and take it all in my mouth, and that annoyed me even more. But being horny and having no other option can make things very complicated. I licked and sucked a bit more as he was fingering me, but I then said I didn’t want to do that anymore. He fingered me more and made me come, although it wasn’t great because I was all but relaxed. I told him we should move to the back of the car, where I put a condom on his dick and rode him. He held my butt while I was fucking him and said how beautiful my butt was. That was the nice part of our encounter, but he didn’t last long unfortunately. I think he had been trying to explode in my mouth for some fifteen minutes then.

He came and I told him I wanted to finally leave and get some sleep before my family would wake up. He begged me to stay a few minutes longer, I accepted. He pulled my nipples out of my bra and kissed them. We hugged and talked a bit and he said he was surprised that I was not so relaxed, he felt like I had played the role of the slut while texting and turned out to be not so much into casual sex – because I didn’t want to suck his dick. I didn’t explain that the reason was he cheated by using a different photo on Tinder than what he looked like now. We parted ways and I drove home, where I had three hours to get some rest, but couldn’t really sleep, because of everything that happened.

The next day he texted me to ask how I was doing. I said I would write back in the evening. I did, and told him I was very annoyed because of the photo and that he was not the person he pretended to be. He said yes, the photo was old, but a friend had created the profile for him and so he had no responsibility. It turns out we are exactly the same age. I told him I didn’t want to see him again, because he was a liar in this respect and because I had been interested in meeting the younger version of him, that is the one in the photo. He said he didn’t want to meet again either, because he was disappointed that I was not the slut I had promised I was. Also he said that I look much older in person than in the photos. That is really ridiculous – everyone thinks I’m like ten years younger than my actual age. I told him that and he said that’s unbelievable, because I actually look old. It was his revenge and what a ridiculous one.

It was not my first time meeting up with someone from Tinder – but first time having sex with one of them. I am sure anything that comes next will be better than this shit.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ei4qjj/tinder_sex_in_the_car_fm