That time I [23f] met up with a stranger [33m] to fuck on a golf course [MF]

I was lying in bed one night feeling sorry for myself because it had been a while since I’d had sex and my self esteem had taken a knock too. I was in a mood where I could say anything to anyone with no shame, I mean, it’s tinder after all.

I started playing one of those games where you have to exchange a few messages before you can see their profile. I was just talking shit and having fun with it because most of the time I wasn’t attracted to them once their profile was revealed. So i got talking to this guy and he started off by asking me what I look like.

”Slightly above average I’d say.” I replied. He supplied the same answer upon me returning the question, although I had little hope for an actual attraction.

As soon as his profile unlocked, I was shocked to learn he was pretty fucking hot. Apparently he felt the same way because then he told me that slightly above average was an unjust way to describe myself.

The conversation turned sexual pretty soon after that and we exchanged some pictures, but by this point I was already so horny and longing to be pounded.

The more flustered he got, and the more he started enjoying the sexting, the more frustrated i got. This online shit always felt so juvenile and pointless to me, I wanted to be fucked, not to discuss it.

I figured if I could get this guy excited enough, maybe he’d be willing to meet up and do the job. It didn’t take much before he was more into the idea than I was. We lived about an hour apart from each other so we agreed to meet up somewhere halfway, which just so happened to be a golf course in the middle of nowhere.

I hesitated for a moment. It was the middle of the night and I was about to meet a stranger on a golf course. Could potentially be the worst decision I could make, but I did it anyways.

I got horribly lost and ended up about half an hour late, by which he thought I was messing around and started driving home, I apologised and told him he could go, I had fucked up and I understood. He was only too forgiving and on his way back within minutes.

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I sat in my car in the darkness and felt my palms start to sweat, knowing what was about to come. I saw headlights approaching in the rear view mirror and held my breath, waiting to see what the car did. It slowly drove past me and came to a stop a few meters ahead. I felt so nervous as I watched him climb out of the car, but I decided to feign confidence until I felt it. I still remember what I was wearing because I felt good. It was a low cut black dress with blue flowers on it, fishnet stockings and high heel boots. I knew my tits looked good. (real humble)

I got out and walked up to him and apologised for being late, he seemed sweet enough and was understanding about it. I gave him a hug and we made somewhat comfortable small talk as we started walking down the road towards what could have been the 9th hole for all I know. He told me I looked good and I smiled and told him he looked even better. We walked to where it was dark enough but still vaguely lit by some street lights not too far away.

I stepped in front of him and we started kissing, our tongues in each others mouths immediately and his hands gripping onto my hips.

”Let me see your tits.” He said as he started desperately pulling the front of my dress down although it was tight over my chest area. He played with them for a bit while I started rubbing his cock through his jeans and undoing his belt. I spat in my hand and started stroking his hard on while looking at him.

He leaned down to put my nipple in his mouth before kissing me again. I pulled away and and kneeled in front of him, I took his cock in my mouth as deep as it could go as he put his hands in my hair and started fucking my mouth and moaning softly. After gagging and spitting all over his cock I stood up and he couldn’t take his hands off me. ”You’re good at that.” He said while kissing and licking my neck.

I took his hand and walked further into the darkness before stopping to look at him. He reached down between my legs and felt my wet pussy through my stockings. Immediately he turned me around and bent me over, lifting my dress up. He started to pull my stockings down but I grabbed his hand and asked him to rip a hole in them instead. That always gets me so wet. He happily obliged and roughly ripped a hole over my ass and down to my pussy. I bent over further and felt him lining his cock up against me, he pushed himself inside my pussy and I cried out as I felt myself slowly adjust to him while he started thrusting against my ass and I tried not to fall over.

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He reached around and pulled my tits out of my dress and grabbed them while holding me against him and fucking me hard. ”I love that we’re doing this here. Your pussy feels so good.” He whispered into my ear. This was driving me crazy. I leaned forward again and he grabbed my hips and started smashing up against my ass so hard I could barely keep my balance. My legs started shaking so much I was almost embarrassed. I could feel his hands running all over my ass and up and down my thighs while he thrusted. He loved my body and it was so sexy to feel him wanting to touch me everywhere.

He put his hand around my neck and held me against him once more. ”I’m going to cum.” He said softly into my hair as I moaned at the feeling of his body against me. I nodded and pushed back against him as I started feeling his cock throbbing and pulsing with that warm sensation as he came.

I pulled away from him and fixed my dress. We started joking and walking back to our cars, keeping it lighthearted. We hugged each other and went our separate ways.

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He’s been trying to contact me since and always says how its never felt so good to feel someone’s ass against his hips as he rocked into me, I get so wet just remembering it.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/tiwtop/that_time_i_23f_met_up_with_a_stranger_33m_to