47 [M]arried but separated, Tinder experience exceeds expectations, fantasy come true with 29 [F]

Won’t bore you as to why we separated after 15 years of marriage. It happens, and we needed a break to see if we were going to say together. Both agreed that we’d see other people if the chance came up. My single friends told me Tinder and Bumble over 40 for guys is tough, but I found someone who specialized in helping people build their profiles (yes, I paid money) and felt pretty good about it. I’m 6’3, 215lbs, muscular, great smile, salt and pepper thick head of hair, and fairly well endowed with a thick 7″ cock. I think I look pretty good for my age but who knows? With very low expectations I started swiping, and waited. And swiped, and waited. And nothing happened at all. There were a few casual chats from a few curious women who made it VERY clear they wanted a relationship and not a hookup, but it was actually really nice to chat with them for a while about the dating scene and what I should expect. Being married for so long has made me an excellent active listener and one of them was sad I was only looking for sex. They told me if I wanted hookups I should hire a high class escort, lol.

But… after a few weeks I started matching with some pretty attractive women. Had age range set from 28-45 btw, just in case you think I was only chasing younger girls. Had a few flirty chats, two got a little naughty, and then finally one of them suggested we meet for drinks. She was so pretty it made me wonder if she was real. Really long blonde hair, big brown eyes, gorgeous figure, smart & witty. Two nights later I’m heading out to meet her and I’m fucking nervous, and excited, and horny, and nervous. But as soon as we settled into our outdoor table under the lights, and I’ve had two cocktails, I remember how easy it is to just talk to people you’re attracted to. We’re having a great time and there’s a small part of me that thinks, Maybe I’ll be a real gentleman and kiss her goodnight and wait until our next date. But then we’re holding hands, and we go to a different spot and find a table that’s dark, and we’re brushing our legs together and laughing and it’s just intoxicating. We kiss at the table. It’s a soft, delicious kiss. She tastes and smells so good. She tells me how handsome she thinks I am and kisses me again, and then says, So… do you want to come over?

We Uber back to her place, holding hands and groping but with masks on. It’s fun and we keep laughing as we ride. We arrive at her apt. building, and just walk in holding hands like it’s no big deal. In the elevator on the way up she kisses me and I push her against the wall, kissing her neck and pulling the small of her back into me. Stumble down the hall, open her door, kissing and groping and laughing. She hops up on the counter and pulls me in. My cock is pressing against her, dry humping and moaning and the kisses are getting sloppy and desperate. She unbuttons her shirt and takes her bra off to reveal her beautiful tits, and I lean over and start licking her puffy pink nipples. I’m in heaven, it’s passionate and lusty and perfect. She starts talking dirty, Suck my titties baby, lick me, fuck you make me wet. She grabs my cock through my jeans and moans, Oh fuck you feel good. I take my belt off, unbutton my pants and she pulls them down and strokes me while I devour her skin. I lift her skirt up, staring at her black panties, desperate to bend down and taste her. She pulls them to one side and starts rubbing her clit while she strokes me. She’s grinding her hips and moaning, so I lean over slowly and put my mouth on her warm pink swollen pussy. She’s so sweet and hot and I could lick her and taste her for days. She rubs her clit faster while my tongue slides inside, my hands on her ass pulling her in. She fucks my face for a while before she suddenly hops down and pulls me to her couch, asking if I have condom on the way. Of course I came prepared and by the time we get to her couch it’s out of the wrapper and she’s pulled her panties off and now she’s totally naked on the sofa. We say nothing while I guide myself inside her and start fucking slowly & passionately but it just doesn’t last, we’re looking at each other and saying such filthy shit about how we want someone to watch us, we want to fuck with another guy or girl, what a naughty slut she is for fucking an older guy, do I like her sweet tight pussy, how good my thick cock feels, fuck me fuck me fuck me and then we both cum so fast and so hard and loud. I pull out and come all over her belly and she rubs her clit and her face gets flushed and she grabs her tits and then we collapse. We’re covered in sex and sweat and it’s better than anything I could have possibly imagined. Time passes and we just smile and hold each other, and it’s really sweet. She tells me she wants me to stay over but her mom is arriving first thing in the morning, but can we see each other again this weekend? YES. We can. And we did, and we fucked about 10 times after that before she said she needed a break, and that was that.

I’m a little sad tbh and I’m not sure I want to just jump back on Tinder so quickly. I miss her, but I know it will pass. It was always a fantasy to hook up with a younger woman and now that I’ve done it, I don’t know if I should look for more experiences, or just enjoy the memory of this one so that I’m not disappointed if it doesn’t happen again so quickly, or at all? Even as I write this I think, Who am I kidding. Life is short, there are tons of hot sexy people out there who want to have great fucking sex, so fucking do it.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/oticuv/47_married_but_separated_tinder_experience