My [21f] first Tinder hookup [FF]

I’m 25 now and this was four years ago, but I remember the details pretty well- especially since this was my first proper fuck. My actual first time was kind of a letdown ngl, but it was ultimately the circumstance rather than the person that was disappointing. But onto the story.

I’ll call the girl Yesenia.

Her profile: Mexican, 19, lesbian, robust and athletic, a dancer, had long brown-to-blonde ombre hair, a couple of tattoos, probably 5’4” or 5’5”.

In my profile I said explicitly that I was only looking for hookups. College/life was a lot to handle at the time and seeking a relationship felt overwhelming. All I wanted was to touch and be touched- no strings attached.

After we matched we talked and flirted for a bit before she got right to the point- when was I free to go to her place? I was grateful for her forthrightness. I may look masc but I am not the suave person I sometimes wish I could be.

In preparation, I remember having to cut my nails- like, my hands were literally shaking. It’s funny to look back on how nervous I was.

I couldn’t host, but I’m surprised that she agreed to. When I got out of the Lyft I’d taken to her house, I saw her family hanging out in their side garage. It was a hot summer night and I saw some refreshments: beers for the adults, sodas for a couple of younger kids. Yesenia came out from the front door and greeted me- she was in a simple Tee and lounge shorts. My skinny jean-clad thighs were begging for air. She led me inside to a room where her friend was sitting in a bean bag chair playing a video game. She introduced us, and clarified that they were just hanging out before I got there. Yesenia and I were to go in the next room- her older brother’s at that. Really toeing the line of my anxiety here.

That being said, her friend seemed chill so I didn’t think too much of her being able to hear us.

We stepped inside the room which was modest at maybe 12×12 feet and minimalist decor; the centerpiece was the king size bed with all black sheets.

Yesenia closed the door behind her and walked towards me. She started to unbutton my navy blue button-up. I brought my hands up to her hips and kissed her while her fingers descended along my front. When she undid the last button we both got undressed separately to speed things up. I slid out of my shirt and bra, kicked off my black leather boots, and pulled down my jeans and underwear.

Both completely naked, we climbed onto the bed. She lied down- back flat- while I moved on top of her. We kissed some more, playfully tugging at each other’s bottom lips with our teeth. I pressed some kisses down the middle of her chest and started to suck on her nipples, kneading her double D tits one by one with a firm hand.

I did this for a couple of minutes before she asked, “You like my tits, huh?” I gave her an enthusiastic “Mhm.” I’d been stalling, still a bit jittery- it was my first real time and I hadn’t told her that beforehand. But I got the hint- or at least it seemed like her way of saying to move along.
I put my hands on either side of her and walked my palms backward, placing a light kiss every few inches along her stomach. She spread her legs and I leaned my head down, getting my first closeup of someone else’s pussy. I extended my tongue to her inner labia- already slippery from cum. I took a second reposition myself so I could get closer contact and wrapped my hands up and over her thighs.

I licked between her outer lips up to her clit- I gave a few hard flicks before drawing circles around it. We both groaned as I indulged in her cunt. I was drowning in her and loved every second of it. Her moans spurred me on- I fluttered the tip of my tongue in intervals almost taunting her.

I filled my lungs and gave her clit the final remains of my oral muscle’s strength and dexterity; going between flattening the whole of my tongue against her cunt and gliding flush against her bud. She reached down and grabbed tufts of my short hair, breathing “Ohhh fuck.” I lapped away, going faster as her moans grew more eager.

Previously parallel to the mattress, I raised my torso so that I could kneel before her. I entered her using one finger followed by a second, then moved my wrist back and forth in a relaxed pace. Her walls were soft, wet, warm. She didn’t shy away from crying out as I thrust faster- I’d nearly forgotten about her friend on the other side of the wall behind me. I curved the tips of my fingers upward, pushing into her with added pressure. A few rapid thrusts later and her writhing hips stilled as she came with a final whine.

Bringing my head up to her, cum on and around my mouth, she kissed me. She then turned me on my back, assuming control. She pulled my thighs wide apart and I saw her face gradually disappear behind the gentle hill that was my abdomen. She used two fingers to part her through my bush, and then I felt her soft tongue on my clit. It was almost ticklish at the beginning, but as she pointed her tongue I gave in to her wet strokes.

She ate my cunt with deliberation, slinking her tongue in thorough sweeps. But it was brief- it wasn’t long before her pointer and middle finger found my inner lips. She slid them inside me with no resistance- pumping in and out. “Mmm,” I sighed, closing my eyes. With each thrust her fingers dragged over my G-spot. I felt her hand move to caress my right thigh. Cum began to drip down my lips as her fingers moved relentlessly. My “mmms” became “aahs” and soon I could barely vocalize beyond sharp, jagged breathing. Her pumps accelerated, sending me into my first-ever orgasm. My thighs jolted beneath her as I let out a long, shaky whimper. It was as if TV static was physically spreading within me; my gut felt full and empty at the same time. My body settled, and I scooted over so that she could lay next to me while we took a breather.

We got dressed and went back to her room where her friend was still playing whatever game that was. She gave us a silent greeting with a wave of her hand. Yesenia said I could wait with them while I called for a ride back home. I sat on the carpet close to the door while Yesenia left to get a cup of water for me. I thanked her when she returned and took gulps, watching as they started a new game together. Like nothing had happened.

Yesenia would call me over a couple of times after that; those times didn’t compare to this particular night though. If I could relive the thrill I would.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/p8ge4m/my_21f_first_tinder_hookup_ff