Have you ever had that spark and sexual chemistry with someone you weren’t otherwise suited to dating? If that friend-like spark and mutual physical attraction is there surely you can work the rest out, right? I only thought these missed connections happened in rom-coms or gonewildstories of other people. That was until I experienced it for myself.
In November 2020 (summer in Australia) I (then M30) matched with someone on Tinder and got talking. She seemed pretty cool and the conversation flowed easily. We discussed the big topics, and as time went on we discussed the small topics as well, little things that happened throughout the day. I also found her very attractive, and I think the feeling was mutual. She was about 5’5 to my 6’, slim built with a very perky butt that was visible in one of her bikini pics, medium brown hair that was usually a little wild and messy, and a pretty face. She had freckles and played the guitar and painted, and had an overall hippy vibe, which was quite different to my overall reserved nature. We also had a bit of an age gap. So I wasn’t sure where it was going. But for whatever reason we really clicked and just kept messaging over days and then weeks. At the time, in November-December 2020 in my city, some pandemic restrictions were in place. I was no longer commuting to the city daily for work, and she worked and lived in the northern suburbs. That was the only problem: we must have matched when we were both in the city because I live deep in the southern suburbs and she lived about the same distance or more north. Travel across the city was discouraged.
But then restrictions eased a little and a warm summer came. Everyone was keen to get out a bit and so were we. So we decided to go on a beach date to somewhere that was about equal distance for each of us. And when we finally met in person we clicked in person as well, which was a nice relief. She hadn’t been to this particular beach before, and I took us to my favourite spot, a sheltered cove surrounded by various flattish rocks from which you could dive in or sunbathe.
On the short walk down to the rocks we caught up almost like old friends. It was just really nice. What I wasn’t prepared for was what happened when we found a rock to stop at and we put down our stuff. She took off her shorts and t-shirt to reveal the most perfect black thong bikini on one of the finest asses I have ever seen in my life, and I couldn’t help pausing and staring mid-conversation. It was literally like the peach emoji in real life, but better, the black material outlining two perky round globes that stuck out from her slim waist. She had turned away from me to take her shorts off, I think intentionally as a bit of a tease, and then turned back with not a hint of it on her face. I took off my shirt and we helped each other with sunscreen. As I massaged it into her upper back and shoulders she leaned into me and arched her back, so soon I was massaging it into her neck as well. Suddenly she jumped up, quickly made her way to the water, and jumped in. I followed.
We played around a bit in the water until we both got a little cold and began to make our way back towards our spot. About chest-height in the water, we balanced on a rock in a shallow part, and I finally worked up the courage to reach for her and pull her to me for a kiss. She responded by kissing back just as passionately, and then wrapped her legs around my waist. I held her up by finally holding that magnificent ass in my hands and squeezing, and I quickly got hard which she quickly felt. We had to part to remain at least a little respectable in public and she got out first while I tried to cool off my excitement. I followed a few minutes later.
But it was almost like the floodgates had opened. We just couldn’t stop making out, and luckily we had a bit of a secluded spot amongst some other rocks. Eventually we got hungry for lunch and decided to walk to the next beach over. I told her to just put her t-shirt and shoes on, without her shorts. I love that look, shoes, bikini bottoms, and a damp t-shirt, and messy salty hair down her back as well. I gave her ass a good squeeze and the odd light smack on the walk over, and because the bottom of the t-shirt covered most of the thong it almost looked like she had nothing on the bottom at all.
After a lunch of fish and chips she out of the blue invited me up to her place. I still wasn’t sure where this was going and I was a bit concerned about getting all the way back to mine if it got late, and I thought from previous discussions she lived with her parents. As it turned out she actually lived at her parents’ place but in a “granny flat,” which is a common name in Australia for a self-contained one or two room dwelling in the backyard of a full size house. So, off we went, on the hour long bus ride north. As to why she had invited me back to hers, or how we were going to spend the rest of the day, it remained entirely unspoken. I think I didn’t want to verbalise anything at that point, and perhaps she felt the same.
Her place was actually very near one of the northern suburbs beaches and the whole suburb had a beachy hippy vibe, as did her place and her parents’. I’d had my arm around her for much of the bus ride and she napped a bit in the crook of my shoulder, but as soon as we got to hers and walked down her side driveway to her granny flat we were bright eyed and it was obvious what was about to happen. We started to kiss as soon as we got in her door and we almost didn’t stop again. We got our clothes off while barely breaking apart as we backed towards her bed before falling onto it, her under me. I reached my hand down and she was already very wet. I tried to see what she liked relative to her reactions, and found the small circular motions on her clit went down well. After playing around a bit and experimenting, all while kissing her mouth and then her neck and shoulders I got into a rhythm, my other hand under her neck and upper back. After a while she was writhing with less and less control, and after a few high pitched squeals she went silent and gasped as the orgasm washed over her.
After blinking a bit and remembering where she was she pushed me off and onto my back. She kissed my neck, and then down my chest, and then licked my chest and my abs and then made her way down to my already rock hard cock. She licked my length before wrapping her lips around it to take in as much as she could, all while looking up at me with her big brown eyes. I was extremely turned on and quite impressed – this skill came from either experience or good sexual intuition, or probably both. She locked her lips around me with a good seal and settled into a bobbing rhythm. I can rarely if ever orgasm from head, much as I enjoy it, so there wasn’t too much of a risk of that. I enjoyed it for a good while before pushing her back and she let off with a pop, which I absolutely loved.
This had not been what I was expecting that morning, but I kept condoms in my swim bag anyway. I got one and put it on and turned back to see her on the bed on her back, looking up at me shyly. She looked absolutely perfect. As I made my way over she bent her legs back expectantly, and I moved to hold myself over her and kiss her. When I put the tip in she gasped sharply. As I made my way in I felt every inch of her, and as I stretched her out she made a long, low moan until I was all the way in. We settled into a slow rhythm and she wrapped her legs around my back in a very intimate way, and ran her fingers up and down my back in a way I absolutely love. I was so turned on that I wasn’t going to last, and although I tried to slow down she kept it up, and began kissing my neck for good measure. I couldn’t stop, and soon I was orgasming hard, a really long, satisfying orgasm.
I rolled off her and collapsed. When our breathing had settled she reached over and caressed my chest. I apologised for not lasting, and she said that’s OK, she could tell how much I was into it. She also said that sex isn’t just about orgasm, and while I know this is true it was surprising to hear it from someone quite a bit younger than me.
We napped for a bit and woke up at the same time. I went down on her and alternated my tongue between rubbing motions and flicking motions on her clit. Her moans were increasing in intensity, and then I decided to stop the oral and switch to fingering her to see what would happen. The moans stopped and changed to heavy breathing as I fingered her and began the curling motion to see how she responded with g-spot stimulation. Slowly the moans built up again. But then I changed back to clit stimulation and her arousal almost had to start again – but not quite. She was very soon moaning and panting again.
Then I stopped altogether and put her on her hands and knees, and got another condom from my bag. Before I could put it on she manoeuvred herself so that she was facing me on the bed as I stood, and she pulled me to her mouth and took as much of my length as she could. She was responsible for most of the movement but soon I put my hands on the back of her head and started thrusting just a little. She sighed in appreciation and stopped moving, so I started controlling all the movement and began slowly face fucking her. She just stayed as still as possible – mostly because I was holding her in place – and swirled her tongue around the underside of my cock when it was in her mouth. Soon though I wanted the amazing bubble butt I hadn’t been able to take my eyes off, so I pulled out of her mouth, put the condom on, and turned her around.
She was soaked and still a little stretched, and I couldn’t hold back – I started fucking her with deep powerful thrusts, measured and consistent and full length. She was quickly whimpering and then low moaning, and then she started to kind of squirm in place, and move from holding herself up on her arms to her elbows. I decided to hold her in place while I kept thrusting so I reached forward and reached my arm around her neck to hold her in place with her throat in the crook of my elbow. Her moans became higher pitched, squealing really, before she went silent and an orgasm washed over her.
I paused briefly as she shook a bit but soon resumed my long thrusts, only now we were both reached forward and I held my body over hers, and it wasn’t long before her low moans got higher and higher. I started kissing and licking her neck and shoulders and the moans really went up a notch, and I decided to play with her a bit by stopping the thrusts and just kissing her neck. When I stopped she started squirming a bit, apparently a little frustrated, and then without warning I’d start thrusting again and she cried out. I did this a few times before building to her to a crescendo, and I was upright again holding onto that perfect arse of hers. I wanted to cum badly, but I didn’t manage to quite time it with hers, and she went silent before squealing loudly and then trying to stay in place a few seconds and then shooting forward and collapsing on the bed, apparently unable to take anymore. I took the condom off and began bringing myself to orgasm, and she turned herself over just as I came, so I sprayed her side and then her front. I collapsed.
We caught our breath and then cleaned up, and then lay down again together. It was then that she got a few text messages on her phone.
‘Mum says they’re getting Chinese take away for dinner and do we want anything?’
I blinked at her a few times, not sure what to make of it.
‘What the… she knows I’m here? Who does she think I am?’
‘She might have seen us go down the side passage but she might have heard us as well.’
Turns out her mum had seen us go down the side passage. They were very liberal parents, and while this certainly wasn’t all that common that their daughter brought a guy home after just one date, they knew their daughter was casually dating. But we didn’t join her parents that night – I wasn’t exactly comfortable with the idea – and we got dinner somewhere else. But I did meet her mum and then the rest of the family as well during later visits.
It was over dinner that she told me she’d just recently received an offer from a university interstate to study something she really wanted to do, and was probably going to take it up. I was a little surprised and not sure how I felt. This was the first day we had met in person, and we were at different stages in life, but I still felt something. I wondered if she did too. But the next month and a half that we were in the same city we certainly made the best of it.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/s166xy/mf_summer_fling_was_one_of_the_hottest
Very well written, arousing and engaging. Thanks for sharing.
Sydney?