This was from a pre-COVID era FYI
I had recently gotten out of a long term relationship and was trying out the hinge dating scene for the first time. I matched with a girl on Hinge. Short, dark haired and curvy aka my ideal type. I’m 5’10 and stocky. When we started messaging, I was taken aback by how forthright she was about what she wanted. Basically told me almost immediately she was looking for sex, and, like how could I turn that down.
We set a time to meet up at her place. I showed up, and she greeted me wearing some kind of onesie/leoatard type thing, with shorts on top. We went in and sat down on her couch. I had been out of the dating game for a while and wasn’t sure how one moved forward with these things, but I figured some conversation wasn’t a bad call. So we started talking, and ended up speaking for the better part of an hour. She did some standup comedy on the side and ended up being pretty hilarious. At some point, as she scooted closer and closer to me and kept brushing her hand against my thigh, I leaned over and kissed her neck. She giggled and said “are you gonna go ahead and kiss me already?”
So I leaned in and our lips met. We made out for a few minutes, our hands roaming all over each others’ bodies and I began to kiss my way down her neck and then to her collarbone and she started moaning. I nibbled her ear some, and she ran her fingers through my hair. As I returned to her chest area, I kissed her nipples through the fabric on her outfit, and she reached up to loop pull it down from her shoulders, exposing her breasts. I took one nipple in my mouth, circling my tongue around and around as we repositioned, with me on top, her beneath me, and our hips pushed together and we started lightly grinding back and forth, with her moaning even more. I reached one hand down and rubbed back and forth over her pussy lips through the fabric of her shorts/the leotard. I continued kissing my way down until I reached her belly button, and then hooked my fingers into the shorts, moving them down, and attacked her bare thighs, kissing my way slowly inward towards the waiting heat between her legs, while my fingers lightly tweaked her nipples. When I reached her pussy, I slid the leotard material to the side. She had no underwear on beneath it. I ran my tongue across the length of her slit and she gasped, before I reached her clit, taking it between my lips, sucking gently and then focusing my tongue on running circles around it, applying varying amounts of pressure, seeing what she liked.
She was incredibly vocal, and started grinding her hips into my face as her wetness smeared all over me. After a few minutes, I heard her say “do you want to put on a condom and let me ride you for a minute?” I told her no, I didn’t want to do anything until she had cum. She nodded, and I returned to eating her out while playing with her nipples until she came loudly. She then beckoned me up towards her to kiss her face again. I complied, and we made out, while she fumbled with my pants zipper, pulling my pants and boxers down until my dick was resting against her (re-covered) pussy lips. She slid the material away again, and aligned my cock with her pussy and ground up against me. I slowly slid inside and we both gasped. After about a minute of fucking, her eyes snapped open and she suddenly said “condom.” I got up and she scrambled off to her room to grab one. When she returned she was fully nude. I lay back on the couch, and she climbed on top of me, and placed the condom on herself. She grabbed my cock and aligned it with her pussy lips and then slid slowly down onto me, taking me inside, and let out this sigh like she was getting into a hot bath. I leaned forward to suck on her nipples as she began to grind back and forth on me, mashing her clit against my pelvis. I definitely was having trouble staying as hard with the condom. I’m not used to them, and she noticed. She asked me if I was clean and I said I had only been with my ex for years and had been tested. She nodded and said “I’m not on birth control. So you’ll need to pull out. And know that if I were to get pregnant, that I’m woman enough to deal with it. So don’t worry.” I’m terrified of pregnancy. I would almost never cum in my ex for that reason. So of course I was gonna worry, but I figured I would pull out. So She lifted herself up, and I gently removed the condom, before she eased back on top of me. I quickly grew harder again, as the sensations of her grinding intensified. We leaned forward to kiss one another as we fucked. At some point, she announced “oh my god, I’m gonna cum.” This was a big ego boost, because my ex never came from penetration. I could feel her body shake and shudder, and saw her face go bright read as she gasped, and went limp in my arms.
After a moment, she commenced grinding on me again, and said “I’ve cum twice. I want you to cum.” I nodded, and she began grinding against me faster and faster. Before long, I felt my orgasm building, and told her she needed to get off. She shook her head and whispered, “keep going. Just cum.”
Apparently that tapped into a fetish of mine, because my lizard brain took over and we kept going until I felt myself explode inside her. The feeling of cumming inside someone was just unparalled. We collapsed on the couch and cuddled for another half hour.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/llcjuu/my_first_hinge_hookup_mf