We matched on tinder and I was feeling a little desperate. I’m attractive, almost 5’11”, 130lb woman with purple hair and blue eyes. I have a slim waist, perky B’s, and wide hips that accent my round ass. He was handsome, striking. Solid jaw structure, with golden hair. I could tell he took care of himself and his body just by looking at his pictures. I was fantasizing and drooling just off his profile alone.
I don’t think we exchanged much information at all besides that we weren’t looking for relationships. We both got the sense we were a little desperate. He claimed he had just been dumped, and I am going through a divorce. He asked to meet up and I agreed. I had things I needed to do that night but he said he was free all night and no time was too late. We met around 10:30p at a hotel in the town I had claimed to live in. He had already booked us a room. It was like he knew I was going to go through with it. I mean why wouldn’t I? I would be stupid not to because he looked like a Greek God on earth.
We checked in together. Had a short conversation together. It was for my benefit not his because he watched me like a predator the entire time, offering half answers, small truths. It wasn’t long before he captured my mouth for the first time, kissing me softly and forcefully all at once.
He pinned me beneath him on the bed, using his strength to hold me down. Briefly the idea that he would have his way with me crossed my mind. I realized I didn’t care at that moment either way. The moment the door had closed behind us he had me for the night. He found my mouth with his own and stole my breath away. He removed my clothes and his shirt. He paid attention to my body, fingering my clit before inserting his fingers inside of my tight hole. When I was moaning and cursing softly in his ear was when he helped guide my hand to his thick cock. In that moment I was left in awe. I gasped even louder because my fingers could barely contain the width of him.
I helped him rip his pants off and rubbed him in motion with his fingers inside of me, riding and grinding into his hand. As my means grew louder he stopped. He pushed my shoulders back on the bed underneath him. He found my neck and my mouth again before asking if I wanted him inside me. I squeaked out my response, a quick yes. No time to hesitate.
It took him a long time to be able to sheath himself inside of me. Lots of wiggling as I moaned more and more under him. My tight hole barely wanted to relent and I could feel him brushing against every single part of me. I felt every millimeter. I knew in that moment I was in trouble, because he was the biggest man I’d ever been with. He was bigger than even my largest toy and I was in love with it. I knew I was going to be addicted as he found himself fully and began to stroke in and out… in and out.
He fucked me in every position that night. I even rode his thick cock like my life depended on it and then he flipped me over and fucked me some more. I came around his cock so many times I forgot how to breathe properly, all that came out was small gasps and squeaks of pleasure. Small moans of “oh fuck, oh god” became my staccato plea.
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I have been recovering for the last week. Sore in all the right places.
He just asked if I was free tomorrow.
I’m thinking of changing my schedule around.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ly4g32/i_f_hooked_up_with_a_m_tinder_match_for_the_first
Incredibly hot. Thank you for sharing.
Very well written. Loved it ?