My 44[M] Bumble match 35[F]

Intro:
I had recently gotten out of a long term relationship (16 years) and I was eager to play the field. The last time I was single dating apps didn’t exist, so I figured let’s see what this is all about. I downloaded a few apps and set up some profiles. I had a bit of luck on Tinder, but found myself doing quite well on Bumble. This is a story of a Bumble match I had that turned into very short yet absolutely amazing and passionate relationship. The timing just wasn’t right and I think of her and miss her everyday.

The Match:
I was laying in bed one night and noticed I had a match on Bumble with a message from a woman named Christy (on Bumble women have to message first and I believe within 24 hours or the match goes away). I checked the message and it says “Camping with very little reception but I want to make sure I don’t miss you”. Huh, so I head over to her profile and her pictures showed that she was super cute, petite looking and had a couple kids. I mean how much can you really tell from a few pictures? I was curious to know more. I noticed she lived about 45 minutes up the coast from me, not ideal, but such is life.

The connection:
After she got back from her trip we messaged back and forth and conversation was effortless. We talked about our lives, our situations and exchanged pictures of things in our life, kids, local landscapes, a few pictures of her in different outfits, nothing erotic. I sent a picture of my camper van and she replied “Is there room for me in there?” I reply “are you already asking me to go camping?” She responds “well just in case, just curious”. Yes, there is room for her in there. Two days go by and we have been messaging back and forth with bumble chat. One night and I’m getting tired, she says “message me in the morning, I work the night shift (123) 456-7890”. We switch to text and are developing a pretty good connection. We agree to meet in person.

The First Date:

For our first date we meet on a Thursday evening at a coastal state park halfway between us where we planed to have a picnic on the beach. As I drove into the park I notice a sign that says the park closes at sunset, around 7:45. She arrived wearing a loose flowy, beachy sort of romper dressy thing with a top under it. She looked exactly like her pictures, cute, slender, long dark flowy hair with a hint of red in it. She is taller than I expected, around 5’7”. My first impression is that she is sort of shy and quirky. I wonder how things will go now that we are together in person. As she walks over I am getting my pack out of my camper van and the bed is clearly visible. The first thing she says is “wanted to make sure I saw that bed huh?” She is already showing her fun and witty personality with a hint of sexual energy. I awkwardly replied “ahh, just getting my stuff out”. Real suave right? SMH

We walk from the parking lot to the beach and I spread out a towel for the picnic. We each break out our stash of food and lay it out on the towel. As we nibble on charcuterie and red wine we chat and start to get to know each other. Our connection had been so great on text, but to me things are feeling a little awkward and forced in person. After finishing up our snacking we started to run around on the beach and just sort of play together, while continuing to enjoy the red wine. Things have gotten back on track and I could feel our connection slowly forming. Time is moving by and the sun is lowering in the sky. We remember that the park closes at sunset and we talked about how things were going and decide continue the date at a different location. I made a joke about going to a second location, because I have a dark sense of humor like that, lol.

We leave the park and drive our separate vehicles a little further down the coast to a little pullout with a rough trail leading down to the beach.

She was worrying that she wouldn’t be able to make it down the trail in the dark so I rummaged around in the van and gave her a flashlight. Thankfully we successfully navigated the short hike down to the beach and began to mill about in the sand. We continue to chat and start playfully joking. As we chat and joke we start casually and playfully touching each other, on the arm, on the shoulder, on the lower back. The sky is clear and the stars are beautifully visible, we work our way over to some rocks right along the cliff and just sit there for a while chatting and gazing at the stars while the waves lap against the rocks.

After a while we get up to stroll on the sand and we continue gazing up at the sky. With a little liquid courage we both inch toward each other until I was standing behind her with my arms wrapped around her waist. It felt comfortable, like we had known each other much longer than two and a half hours and half a week of texting. We are really enjoying each other’s company and before long we were making out and just getting a feel for each other. She had to get home to put her kids to bed so we went back up to the cars, popped into my van and did some making out and light petting but before long she had to head home.

The fact that we got cut short before we were able to remove any clothing really amped up the sexual tension and we were both going crazy to meet up again.

We texted all the next day decided to meet again that night (Friday) at the same beach pull-off.

The Second Date:

We had brought some beers to the beach sound quickly we were feeling pretty good only this time we saved a little more time for fooling around in my van before she had to leave to work a night shift. Again we didn’t get too far, we were doing some heavy petting over clothes and kissing pretty passionately. I began to work my way down kissing and suckling her neck and collarbone. At this point she aggressively pulled her top down with both hands letting her breasts fall out. The forcefulness of the movement actually shocked me a little but I took it as a signal to keep going lower and I began to alternate sucking and nibbling on each of her nipples while using my fingers to gently squeeze and pinch her other nipple. Her breathing accelerated and I could tell she was REALLY enjoying it. I had never been with a woman who enjoyed nipple play this much. At this point the evening had to adjourn as she had to head out for her shift.

If the sexual tension was high after our first date on than it was through the roof after our second date.

For the next two days we texted constantly trying to figure out when we could meet again. In between regular chatting she jokingly commenting on trying to restrain herself from having sex for a little while. She mentioned this a couple more times and I realized she was really just saying it to try to convince herself, lol. At this point I was pretty well entertained by her self imposed (maybe joking) restrictions. Either, I could wait a bit, I was into her and wanted to keep seeing her.

The Third Date:

We were texting while she was at work Saturday night (night shift) and I jokingly told her that if she were to “get sick” and have to leave work I would come pick her up and we could spend the rest of the night together. Next thing I know she is telling me to meet her at her work at 1:30 (am). I picked her up and we drove to a different pull off on the coast. When we arrived there were a few other vehicles in the parking lot and we started drinking and chatting. Soon after a police car pulled through the lot and we had a nervous discussion about whether we were allowed to be there at this hour or if we would be sent on our way. This just added an additional layer of excitement.

Ladies First:

We got in the back and began making out. Again I slowly and deliberately make my way down from her mouth, kissing her neck and moving my lips down to her collar bone. I began to gently run my hand along her inner thigh. She opened her legs as if to say “yes please”. I continue moving south kissing her and remove her top to get better access to those incredible nipples. Once again I was amazed at how erotically sensitive her nipples were and all the while slowly and gently caressing her inner thighs and vulva through her clothes. She was loving the nipple play, but my lips and tongue had a different destination in mind. I kissed and licked down to just below her belly and looked up at her to make sure she was still comfortable and get approval to continue. She eagerly gave me the permission to procede.

I removed her panties and began to slowly massage her soft parts with my fingers while licking and kissing her inner thighs. The sexual tension that had built over the week was at it’s peak and just then I moved my tongue to her outer labia, slowly licking and caressing and taking it all in. Now I am a lover of giving head and as such I take my time and take pride in my work. I’m using my tongue and my lips to explore her outer and inner labia sucking occasionally to vary up the sensation. I begin occasionally caressing her clit with my tongue being careful to see how sensitive she is before moving to firmer touches. I gaze up at her and she is laid back with a slight arch in her back breathing heavily and occasionally stimulating her nipples. I am in Heaven and from her non-verbal feedback she is really enjoying herself as well.

My tongue is exploring every glorious part of her and occasionally lapping at her vagina to taste her sweet juices. At this point she is very wet so I begin to slowly insert a finger into her vagina. My tongue alternates between nibbling on her labia and softly stroking her clit. My finger is gently exploring her vagina taking note of the swelling bulb on the front wall a few inches in as it began filling with blood. (I have no idea what this “bulb” is called, I think it might be the base of the clit? The g-spot?). I begin to slowly caress the bulb, this is one of my favorite things.

Her arousal is building and I begin to pay more attention to her clit. I position my upper lip on her mons pubis and begin to apply pressure as my tongue makes stronger strokes up, down and around her her clit. I now have two fingers in her vagina and I’m stroking her bulb with increasing pressure.

All this time I am constantly looking up and checking in to make sure she feels comfortable. After all, I’m intimately exploring some of her most sensitive areas and I want to make sure she feels safe with me.

At this point I’m feeling pretty good about myself thinking her first orgasm is right around the corner….

She looks down at me and says, “I don’t think I’ll be able to cum, I used my vibrator today and it is really stimulating”.

Ooof, my heart sinks, the wind is momentarily taken out of my sails. But folks, I’m a competitive guy. I say, “I understand, would you mind if I continue anyway?”. “Sure” she says, her voice had a hint of “good luck dude, I warned you” in it.

Now I was going pretty hard before, my tongue was starting to get tired. But now, now I’m a man in a mission, I’m going for gold. I’m aggressively fingering her with two fingers and giving her clit all that I’ve got, up and down, side to side, diagonal, circular motion, sucking, nibbling, everything, you name it. I can tell she is really loving it but I’m exhausted and ready accept my defeat. Just then she looks down and says “Side to side really fast!” I get a burst of energy and excitement and put in one final push. She is moaning like crazy and then I feel her body tense up and she immediately shoves my head off and collapses back into the bed. She tells me that she is super sensitive after climax. I’m taking a victory lap in my head and I come up to make out and caress her beautiful body some more.

After a couple minutes my hand wanders back in between her legs and I start to stimulate her manually. I start rubbing her clit slow at first and as her arousal builds I increase the pace. A few minutes of manual play and she had another orgasm. She took a breather and we continued to kiss and touch each other all over. There really is nothing like a sensual touch.

The Next Act:

We are laying there side by side and she starts heading down south which is always exciting. She pulls down my shorts, takes a handful of my cock and says, “awe yes, when I saw your thick fingers I was hoping you had a thick dick”. Hearing talk like that never gets old. She starts sucking the head of my cock and stroking my shaft with her hands. Then she says “tell me when you are about to cum so it doesn’t come out my nose”. A lot of women struggle with my thickness but she seemed so sure of herself. I tell her that most women try for a while but give up when their jaw gets sore. Her response is “than they aren’t very good”. In my head I’m thinking, “my my, aren’t we confident?” At this point she has set the bar pretty high for herself. And then she begins. And holy shit, she was not kidding, this girl knew what she was doing. She is bobbing up and down my cock and using her hands to stroke my shaft. And I am in Heaven. I have never had head like this before. I can’t actually remember exactly what all she did because I was on cloud nine. This went on for probably 6 or 7 minutes and I was starting to feel those familiar sensations. I tell her “focus on the head”, she adjusts her technique a bit and before I know it I have the best orgasm of my life. She took my load without skipping a beat and swallowed it down. That has been an ongoing fantasy of mine, only one other woman had swallowed me and that was during a ONS on New Years Eve 2000.

(Side note, while everyone else was busy worrying about the impending Y2K apocalypse I was getting blown by a married woman twice my age.)

I can’t even describe how aroused I was. Pure bliss. We slowly wound down, kissing and sensually touching and exploring each other’s bodies and settling into a cuddle. We felt so comfortable together. We just seemed to fit. We cuddled until we both dozed into a blissful sleep.

In the morning after getting only an hour or two of sleep and she had to rush home to do the morning routine with her kids. It was Sunday and I spent the rest of the day lounging about, resting and texting Christy about when we could meet up next…

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/olb1sa/my_44m_bumble_match_35f