Every story needs a beginning, and Tinder is the start of ours. I decided to swipe right on “Chris” when I saw his cute smile. Although he didn’t put much introduction on his profile, and his photos are against my swipe-right rules (nudity & sunglasses), I still did.
A few days of text exchange later, we decided to meet.
The first time we met, Chris came to me in his dark grey sweater, over his white shirt. He is much taller than I thought – I’m petite. But hey, tall is my thing for a guy. Time fast forward two weeks later, we had met another two times and had wonderful sex.
Chris was away for the weekend after the third date. He has made quite a bit of an impression on me – his smile, his voice and his quick wits are lingering in my head and I couldn’t wait to see him again.
He is a man of mystery – or just because we haven’t had much chance to actually talk. Most time we spent together result in sex. But somehow naturally I feel attracted to him, emotionally and physically. Each time we had sex, I ended up wanting more, as if he is someone I’d been waiting for so long, and finally, the Tinder algorithm god pushed him my way.
I had my sick leave at home on Monday. With nothing to do, Chris was again roaming in my head all day. He didn’t text, but he is there in my mind. Early afternoon, finally, my phone vibrates:
*- Hey, how do you feel today? [C]*
*- Still recovering, but feel better. [Me]*
*- I hope you were able to rest over the weekend and today? [C]*
*- Hmm….. I should have…. but I didn’t behave myself. [Me]*
*- What did you do? [C]*
With Chris, I decided to be the FULL, TRUE self. However, only met him for approx. 10 days earlier, I don’t know how much of me is too much. Yes, I should have rest. Yes, I should have not spread the germ (not COVID! Just a cold). But I went out with my friend. I contemplated a bit before replying.
*- I went out shopping with my friend. She came from far. [Me]*
*- I’m a bit naughty….. [Me]*
*- Tut tut tut tut [C]*
I guess Chris disapproves. [Sad face emoji]. But he texted, great opportunity, isn’t it? Can’t let this eel slip away…..
*- Are you going to do something about it then? [wink face] [Me]*
The wait seems unbearably long. I went on to make myself some snacks, and a pot of tea; flipped a few pages of a book; oh, of course, checked my phone every 10 seconds.
*- Hey sorry was in a meeting [C]*
*- You know what….. I think I may have to do something! [C]*
That’s the signal I’ve been waiting for [wink emoji]. He’s biting the bait, with knowing it…..
*- Hmmm…… what are you going to do exactly? [Me]*
*- I’m going to give a punishment. [C]*
*- Tell me….. [Me]*
Long pause again. He’s at work, must be hard (pun) to put a sext together.
*- Can’t tell you much …… but the bed may break. [C]*
*- I guess the floor wouldn’t break so easily if we…… [Me]*
*- The neighbour may call noise control. [C]*
This time I’m the one taking the pause. I could go further, to lead him on. But he might be in a meeting room, or have colleagues nearby who could see the texts “by accident”. Should I? Should I not?……. Well, I guess I have sworn that I’ll be my FULL self with Chris. So…… I kept typing this but still deleted it several times….. I wrote…..
*- Should I bite my lips, instead of screaming your name then?…………*
I didn’t hit the send button. I took a screenshot and sent it as a “one-time” picture. I sent: *“I was contemplating if I should send this…..NSFW”* Chris replied: *“OMG in a meeting…. will check in private”*
Half hour later he texted *“Totally should have sent this [heart] [kisses]”*
C continued to ask if I have medicine…. I said yes but *“unless you want to be my doctor…..”*
*- I should do a full body check-up to make sure you are ready for tomorrow’s work. [C]*
*- So which one do you actually prefer?…… (quoting earlier message) [Me]*
*- I think screaming. [C]*
*- We will have to find out then [wink] [Me]*
At this point, I was already quite excited – but still, I guess it’s not enough for him to come over. I do want to see him again tonight, I think. I miss him a lot. Luckily before my mind ran wild, he texted and made me go crazy…..
*- But I still have to punish you. [C]*
*- How? [Me]*
*- Handcuff and kisses ……*
*I will tease you with kisses…*
*Till you ….. almost….. cum*
*………………..….*
*Then I stop.*
*……. ….…*
*I want you to beg me.*
*Then MAYBE I will start again.*
At this point, I don’t know what Chris feels, but I was already all aroused and flooding down there.
It’s not just sex itself being sexy, but……..:
I joked about handcuff once and he remembered.
I’m glad that he listened.
I’m glad that he doesn’t make me feel ashamed.
I’m glad that he is dominant and I’m submissive.
I’m glad that he turns me on, and makes me cum as no one did.
*- It’s illegal that you are sending me this now.*
*Why are you not here?….*
*I’m [water emoji]….*
*Your kisses make me lose my mind, Chris…..*
I know that I want him so badly. But was that all just teasing?…… As a punishment?………..
But Chris understands me. Because he texts:
***- On my way.***
….……………..
20 minutes later, he was by my door. I grabbed his arm and took him to the bedroom.
What happened afterwards?
All I could say is that he punished me as he promised, with multiple climaxes, both of us. Together, at the same time.
**It was an AMAZING night.**
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I probably shouldn’t leave a bait but I’ll write about the afterwards details if I get 100 upvotes on this lol. Actually Chris wants me to [cry laugh]
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xk4q9m/mf_sexting_is_not_hard_but_much_sexier_if_it