*Saucy*
*/ˈsɔːsi/*
*Adjective* *INFORMAL*
*Sexually suggestive in a light-hearted and humorous way.*
I never thought I’d download Tinder.
I used it ages ago, and wasn’t too keen about it after reading all the Tinder horror stories. But here I am, swiping away out of sheer desperation. I hadn’t had a proper fuck in a while, and I was tired of having nowhere to vent my pent up frustration.
One guy caught my eye. He had a fake name “Saucy”, which I normally would swipe left on, but he reminded me of someone I knew, and I swiped right.
We didn’t match. Oh well.
“Hey, you’re *tartful* from *university* right?”
I woke up the next morning to a text from Saucy.
“I’m Ryan, remember me?”
Ryan. This was a name I hadn’t heard in a while. He was a uni mate that I lost touch with after graduation, and the last person that I would have thought to move to the city I’m in, but here he was.
I replied, and we arranged to meet at a cafe near where he lives.
Ryan is 26 – a year younger than me – about 5’9” with easy eyes, dimples to die for, and tousled hair that didn’t change much since uni, but he’d bulked up since I last saw him and my eyes involuntarily trailed to his thick arms, thinking of how they’d feel wrapped around me. I decided there and then that I wanted to fuck him, and I could tell from the way he looked at me that he thought the same.
Since he arrived in the city just before COVID hit, he didn’t get much opportunity to explore before everything was locked down. Being the ever helpful friend, I offered to show him around the city, introduce him to some of my favourite watering holes, and he readily accepted.
To his credit, we went out a couple times before he made his move.
“I make a mean G&T,” he bragged, as we sipped on a watered down beer. “You should come try it sometimes!”
Realising how he sounded, he faltered, “we can watch a movie while having that drink. If you’re up for it.”
I wanted to fuck him, but not today, as I felt gross after a long day outside. I played coy and enthused about the drink. I’m a slut for a good G&T.
He warned me though, that his place was very “prison camp”, and we couldn’t make too much noise because of nosy housemates. I mentally prepared for the worst, and was surprised to see he had a decent room with a bedframe. But I cringed, taking the single glass (that still had old stains) from him. He turned the lights off and did the whole show of putting a movie on while I sat at the edge of his bed, sipping the drink he made, which was pretty good tbh.
He came, and I passed him the drink. He put it away, leaned over me, and kissed me, pushing me down on the bed.
He was a good kisser. I reciprocated his kiss, running my hands across his chest, gently tugging at his shirt.
He got the hint, and took his shirt off, followed by his jeans. I pulled off my dress between kisses, leaving only my bra and panties.
“I won’t fuck you tonight. Just let me suck your cock,” I said, sliding away from him and kneeling between his legs.
He was surprised, opened his mouth to protest, but when I pulled his cock out and started working on it, he shut right up.
Ryan had a nice, uncut cock, a little less girthy than what I’m used to, but I wasn’t complaining because it made my job a lot easier. I licked him from balls to the tip of his shaft, slowly working my way down. He fit comfortably inside my mouth which I absolutely loved.
He kept asking if I was sure, and I insisted, even though I was so wet I could feel it soaking through my panties.
“No, I just want you to cum in my mouth,” I said, then I took his whole cock into my mouth.
He laid back with a groan and closed his eyes, enjoying the sloppy blowjob I was giving him. I pulled out all the stops, giving him the whole shebang to make up for him not fucking me. This man kept pulling me up to kiss him as I was sucking him off, I cannot stress how much that turned me on.
“I’m gonna cum,” he moaned, hand resting lightly on my head, keeping my mouth on his cock. He shot rope after rope of the best tasting cum I have ever sampled in my life, I just had to highlight this lmao.
“We both knew there never was any intention of watching that movie,” I teased, as he pulled me onto the bed in an embrace and laughed, caught red handed.
“There’s plenty of chances to watch,” he said, “but not tonight,” and he got on top, pinning me down, planting rough kisses on my neck, slowly trailing down to my nipples, then my stomach.
I shivered, feeling his stubble trail across my body. I forgot how good it felt. His stubble grazing slowly downwards, his soft lips on my cool skin.
My bra and panties came off at some point during the blowjob, so I was completely naked. I was soaked and so dizzy from wanting his cock. I think he could sense that too.
“Are you really sure…” he asked again, his (already hard!!!!) cock rubbing against the entrance of my dripping pussy.
All reasoning flew out the window, and I grabbed his cock, guiding it into me as I pushed my hips against his, arching my back as he penetrated me. Ryan groaned as he slid into me without any resistance, with some comments about how wet I was, and he began fucking me in missionary.
I don’t remember much from this, I was giddy from the sensation of his cock sliding in and out of me. I remember there was moaning, I was grabbing his arms, his hair, his back, begging for him to please please fuck me harder, telling him how badly I needed this, how good it felt.
“Wow you’re a real slut huh,” he growled in my ear, pounding me harder as he pinned my arms down. “You like that?”
I responded by grinding my hips to match his pace.
“I want you to cum on my stomach,” I begged, “cover me with cum please.”
He obliged, pulling out, spraying his cum all over my stomach and laid down beside me, completely spent.
“So,” he turned to face me, “you want more of that G&T?”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/peju0y/a_saucy_tinder_experience_fm