Meeting someone through a lifestyle dating site makes things simple : if we meet, we know why. The outcome is never set in stone of course but intents are certainly not hidden. That’s how I met C. She was a plump little blonde a little older than I was (in her early-mid 30s) and we seemed to match. We talked a little on the phone and the mutual feeling was good. We set up a date for the next weekend and kept on talking/texting through a couple of days.
Then in the middle of the week, my phone rang late in the evening, around 10 pm. It was C. She had been busy that night, attending a meeting with friends.
– Say, I’m just leaving here and, well, I wondered if you’d feel like a little company tonight…
I was taken by surprise but didn’t need much time to accept. The fact that she didn’t want to wait was flattering and exciting. She was gonna come straight from her meeting place, on the spot.
I cleaned up, took a shower, dressed a little nicer than usual and waited for her ; she had a good one hour drive to get to my place. I waited next to my second story window, heart beating a little faster. It was new. I had never did that before. It was spontaneous and most importantly coming from her.
It was almost midnight when I saw a car park and a woman fitting her picture walk towards the building, smiling at me from the street. I buzzed her in, my heart started beating a little faster and she went through the flight of stairs while I waited for her, the apartment’s door half opened. We greeted and she gently put a soft kiss on my lips right as she came in. She was dressed casually, denim jacket and yoga style pants. Nobody could have suspected that she had a wild sexuality, playing the swinging game, and was on her way to a late night hookup.
We sat on the couch and got acquainted over coffee and light music, but we knew what we wanted. It was in the air. I made my move. We kissed, gently, and my lips quickly found her neck. I love that part, taking in the scent of a woman, feeling her shiver, win a little moan, being so close of the body I craved, wanting to tear her clothes off right away. We decided to take things to the bedroom.
We didn’t get far. She bent against the couch and I pulled her yoga pants down, revealing a pretty little black thong over her wide hips and round butt.
– Very nice! You planned for the occasion?
– Nope : thongs are mandatory with me.
I kissed and squeezed her asscheeks and got a little bolder. I couldn’t resist giving her a little spank that made her moan in appreciation. I pulled her thong down, covering her pale white skin with kisses and the rest of our clothes flew off as we rushed to the bed.
Her neck and breasts were super sensitive and I left an embarrassing hickey while making her cum from the combined stimulation my mouth and fingers. The condoms were ready next to the bed. We didn’t think, didn’t plan, just rolled with it and fucked missionary, enjoying every second of it. I came with her legs wrapped around me and we dozed for a moment. But we were soon all over each other again. She crouched on my side and gifted me with a sensual blowjob that brought me to the edge. I warned her I was about to cum but she maliciously kept going. my eyes rolled back and I moaned in ecstasy as I erupted in her mouth. She sucked the last drops before slowly letting go of me with a satisfied smirk on her face, knowing she just rocked my socks off. I didn’t expect that and I confessed to her she was the first to gave me this very special kind of treatement. She was pleased.
We took all night. I don’t know how many times we came. We fucked until six in the morning, ending on an unexpected high note. I was penetrating her laying on her side, straddled over her lower leg, when she orgasmed and squirted all over my bed. Another surprise and another first.
We both had to leave, looking at a long day at work after a quick coffee and no sleep. I struggled to keep my eyes open until I got home. But there were no regrets on either part.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mum3ha/we_couldnt_wait_mf
Amazing! What was the site you met on?
That kind of tired is the best kind.