[F]inally Met My [M]atch on Bumble!

Obligatory long time lurker first time poster. I’ve cruised this sub for years but finally had an experience that made me want to make an account and share with y’all!

I was in a relationship for about 4 months before I got sick, and for personal reasons I won’t say what type of sick, but it was the life altering kind. NOT corona. I didn’t want to stress this guy I’d been dating out, but he was also getting too needy and became insecure in our relationship while I was in the hospital for a few days. I explained to him that I had to put myself as a priority and had to think about myself moment to moment, not constantly worrying about how secure he is in our relationship. This proved to be too much for him and we broke up.

I wasn’t too bummed, it was definitely for the better. He was my first relationship in 2 years, and had also been my first sexual partner in 2 years. When it came to sex, I felt he was lacking, but I cared about him so I tried my hardest to deal with it but overall was very frustrated. I love to be dominated and adore dirty talk in bed, and these were two concepts he didn’t understand and didn’t want to try. We basically would have missionary sex with his face in my shoulder until he came, he wouldn’t go down on me, he sucked at fingering me, and couldn’t keep a good rhythm in anything other than missionary. I almost never came with him. I was very frustrated in many aspects of our relationship by the time we broke up.

After the breakup and after coming very close to losing my life, I felt some freedom and wanted to try something new. Out of sheer boredom thanks to strict doctors orders and a curiosity for how hot the single guys in my area were, I downloaded Bumble. I’ve used dating apps before, and I’m no stranger to hookups, but they either go really good or really bad for me. I’ve had months long relationships and I’ve had my fair share of hookups thanks to dating apps. But I was looking for something casual this time.

Quick self description: I’m 5’1, curvy in all the right spots, medium length brown hair, green eyes, freckles and ass for days, and men typically tell me I have a womanly body, if that helps your vision of me at all. And I’m 22!

Anyway, I had been on the bumble subreddit and was trying out some popular pickup lines that were getting a lot of good replies, but no one was really catching my eye and keeping me interested in conversation. Bunches of duds. They either replied and turned out later to be boring, didn’t reply at all, or unmatched with me. So I was swiping and messaging and striking out when I came across this handsome guy.

His name was Clay and he’s a year older than me. His pictures showed he was clean shaven with an insane jaw line and just a beautiful face shape. He was whole foot taller than me, brown hair and green eyes, in great shape, and was a humble kind of gorgeous. I looked over his profile, and usually with guys as hot as this one, I swipe right with no inclination as to whether or not we’d match, but I was hopeful. To my delight, it was an instant match. I messaged him a pickup line: “did you have lucky charms for breakfast? Because you look magically delicious! ?” Cheesy, I know.

Within a few minutes, he messaged me back with a pickup line I had genuinely never heard: “Your legs are like an Oreo, I wanna split them apart and lick everything between.”

I instantly was down for a hookup. He was just hot enough to make that line work for me.

It was around 11 at night when we were messaging and I asked him how far he was from a location I live close to. He was only 20 minutes away from me and said he’d make it worth the drive. That was all I needed to hear. He asked me to come over, and after I played coy for a while he just said “come on” which is the best argument I’ve heard, so I got ready and went over to his place. It was almost 1 am by the time I got there, and he met me in his driveway. He walked right up to me and kissed me right away. He had a thick beard unlike his pictures, but it was a turn on to kiss him because he smelled like mango swisher sweets, and that combination of tobacco and sweetness just did something for me.

He pulled away from kissing me and smiled and said “so we have a problem” I just giggled and he said “we can’t go inside, my dogs will go nuts and we’ll wake everyone up. But, we can go in the shop over here?” And just tugged my hand. I was thinking to myself “oh no, he’s gonna murder me..” but the thought of getting some dick outweighed that feeling.

We stepped into the lit up shop and I told him I felt like we were in high school again with all the sneaking around and he laughed and agreed. He pulled me back further into the shop and took me to an old couch, the leather kind that always winds up in the garage for some reason. We sat down and he started kissing me again. He clearly did not want to waste any more time, a plan which I was on board with. We shed some layers and he pulled me into his lap before taking off my bra. He instantly cupped both of my breasts on the sides, pushing them together and his tongue lashed at my nipples. It felt so nice so I let him do that for a while as I kept grinding on him. I could feel he was getting hard underneath me and I positioned myself right over him and sunk deeper down onto him so he could feel my pussy through my leggings. He definitely felt me because he moaned into my chest and pulled my face down to meet his soft lips again. I was so wet already and every one of his kisses sent electric shocks all through my body.

He grabbed the back of my neck with one hand and slid his other hand to my lower back and threw me down onto the couch so he was on top. He kindly took my shoes and leggings off so I was naked. With the same speed in which he had thrown me down, he grabbed the backs of my thighs, pushing my legs to my chest before he dove face first into my pussy. His tongue found my hole instantly and he fucked me with his tongue while his fingers played with my clit. My fingers found their way into his hair and to the back of his head, pushing him deeper into my wet pussy. His focus shifted to vacuum seal his mouth around my clit as his tongue flicked away at me. This drove me over the edge very quickly and I could tell he was rock hard through his pants.

I pulled him up to meet me and told him to take off his fucking pants, now. He stood up and I sat up on the couch waiting for him to shimmy out of his pants and underwear before I wrapped my hand around him. I felt so excited to be with such a manly guy, I was so turned on at everything he was doing. His boxers came down, and his thick member popped out. He was around 6 inches which is the perfect size. Before I took him into my mouth, I made sure he was staring me in my eyes before I swallowed his thick cock in one pass. He threw his head back and his hands found my hair and my chin as he held me there. Using my spit, I got him wet enough for my hand to take over as I pulled his sack into my mouth, flicking my tongue and sucking on them while staring up at him. I continued to get his cock nice and wet before I asked him to fuck me, which he happily agreed to. Being on birth control, I didn’t worry about a condom, which in hindsight is stupid because STD’s exist but in the moment, I just wanted hi dick inside of me.

He pushed me back so my back was laying on the couch and he squatted down to meet me where I was at. He slid into me with ease because I was still so wet from my orgasm earlier. I instantly shuddered and he started fucking me with an intensity I hadn’t had in a long time. He was locked in on watching his cock slide in and out of me, and needing to come again I used my fingers on my clit to help get me there. He was watching me play with myself and he looked up at me and said “you’re so fucking sexy, come for me baby. I wanna feel you cum all over my dick.” And I came as soon as he told me that, I shit you not.

He shifted us after I came, I can’t imagine squatting down was comfy, and he placed me back on the couch so my head was on the arm of the couch before he dove back in. He picked up the pace and cradled my head in his hands as he kissed me which was so sexy. I started telling him how good his dick felt and how wet he was making me while I started doing some kegel exercises so he could feel how tight I was. He noticed immediately and told me not to stop, so I didn’t. He had to pull out so he didn’t cum, but he used his fingers on me and started trying to make me squirt with that hand motion you see in porn all the time. It was working because I could feel an orgasm building, but his arm cramped up before I could get there. He picked me up and sat himself on the couch and put me on top of him. I got as good of a grip as I could on the sunken in cushion we were on and started plunging myself on top of him over and over again. This is one of my favorite positions and I hadn’t been on top in literal years, so I came really quickly as he whispered to me about what a slut I was and how his cock was mine. I slowed down after cumming and started grinding into him which he loved because we could both feel how wet I was for him. He emphasized his love for this position by smacking my ass until it was (presumably) red and sore and whispering sweet nothings into my ear. I picked up the pace again and started bouncing on his cock again and threw my head back while I gripped onto the couch cushion behind his head, clenching the soft leather into my fists as I fucked this beautiful man that was showering me in kisses all over my chest and neck as I fucked him.

When I couldn’t take anymore, he happily took over, pumping up into me from below going really fast and biting my neck and collar bone as he squeezed both of my ass cheeks with his hands. He once again put me on the couch and fucked me in missionary as he wrapped his hand gently around my throat, squeezing it occasionally. Missionary with Clay was a lot different than with my ex, and I couldn’t help but be thankful for the way this man was fucking me. I love looking up at men when they’re fucking me and looking down and seeing our bodies connect over and over- it’s so primal and so sexy, and my ex hadn’t allowed me that pleasure during sex.

I noticed Clay’s forehead was sweaty as hell so I reached up to wipe the sweat away. His head automatically nuzzled into my palm, loving the affection I was displaying. I smiled up at him as he did that and I thought to myself ‘I wonder if he likes being choked?’ So I took that hand and wrapped it, gently, around his throat just like he was doing to me. This was a first for me, I hadn’t done this with anyone else before. He pushed his neck into my hand and all bets were off, I knew he wanted me to choke him. I gripped his neck tighter as he took his hand off of my throat and placed his grip on my breast. “You like when I choke you, baby?” He nodded at me. “Does it feel good when I choke you, daddy?” His eyelids flew open and his gaze met mine with a fire as he smiled at me and nodded again. I choked him harder and he went faster, building me up to orgasm again. Feeling dominant, I said “if you slow down, I’ll stop fucking you. Don’t slow down until I tell you.” He nodded at me as my hand pressed into his neck. I came in under a minute and he rode that wave with me, never slowing down. I finally told him he could stop and my hand left his neck for the first time in a few minutes. He slid his hands behind my back and picked my torso up to meet him as he kissed me with a passion as we both giggled. He made me feel so small, the way he picked me up so gingerly made me feel like he cared for me. I adoringly watched him as he swept my hair out of my face with the pads of his fingers as he gazed back at me. I felt butterflies in my stomach for a split second. He took a few deep breaths before saying “holy shit you’re so fucking sexy” in this deep toned voice and sliding into me again.

This time I could tell he was ready to cum, so I put my hand back on his neck and met his strokes with him, grinding up into him. I told him how badly I wanted him to cum in me but that he needed to cum on my face so I could taste him and his facial expression changed from passive to determined as he started pounding into me. I squeezed his neck a little bit harder and asked him to cum, and he pulled away from me and out of me and stood over my face. He started cumming and it was a giant, messy load. It hit my cheek, my tongue, my neck, my forehead and my hair, and all over the couch. The shop was dimly lit in the corner we were in and I had no clue where on the couch it went. He handed me his shirt so I could wipe him off of me. I laughed about how I didn’t know where the rest of his cum went on the couch and he was laughing when he sat down. He stopped laughing and said “well.. I found it.” And I handed him his shirt as I giggled at the fact he had just sat in his own cum. He laughed too before pulling me in for another kiss.

We sat on the couch talking for a good while, and he surprised me by actually being really funny and charming. We hadn’t done much talking at all before we had hooked up, so actually talking to him and getting along so well was a nice surprise. We were both naked still and he kissed me after a while and slid his hand down to see if I was still wet which, shocker, I was. He played with my clit for a minute before my hand found his dick and we started to play with one another. He was hard in a few seconds and I slid to the floor on my knees in front of him. I slowly ran my tongue from the base of him to the tip before I started showering his hard cock with little kisses and licks. I drooled onto him before I slid his cock all the way to the back of my throat, fitting all of him inside of my mouth with ease. He was the perfect size to deep throat, and as I had some more room, I slid his sack into my mouth as well which he loved. I gargled on him and played with him before I took him out and did the same thing I had the first time, where I took his sack into my mouth while I jerked him off. I looked up at him and he asked “do you want me inside of you again?” to which I excitedly nodded my head yes at.

He pulled me up into his lap and since we were both wet, I had no problem sliding onto him and bouncing up and down in his lap within seconds. He gripped my ass in his hands and guided me up and down as I fucked him. He put his tongue onto my neck and mine found its way to his ear. I nibbled at his ear while he moaned into my neck, telling me how tight I was and how he loved fucking my wet pussy. We found ourselves in missionary again as we were before, choking one another and dirty talking back and forth. I kept telling him my pussy was his and he could take it all and use me, and he kept telling me how much he loved my wet pussy and how tight I was for him. He kept pushing his neck into my hand, encouraging me to get a tighter grip, and I could tell he was close again so I begged him to cum for me, asking for his cum. He pulled out at the very last second and I barely had enough time to take him in my mouth before he started cumming again. He collapsed onto the couch again when he was done and we laughed again for a few minutes before cleaning ourselves up and getting dressed.

He walked me to my car after a while and we made out again before I left. He’s been texting me ever since, even throughout all the virus stuff, and I’m so hopeful that he becomes a regular hookup for me. We definitely have plans for after all this blows over and I can’t wait to fuck him again.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gaywpl/finally_met_my_match_on_bumble