At the time of this, I was 21 years old. I’m 23 now.
On Tinder, I connected with this guy, and after just a few hours of communication, we decided to meet up. He visited me at my dorm, and we watched some TV in the common area. Since I was not feeling him at all by the end of the first episode—he was a bit obnoxious and not as gorgeous as in his profile pictures—I told him I would be late for a club meeting (which I was) and went away. As soon as we entered the elevator, he grasped my hand and gave it a soft kiss. Then she kissed me on the lips, followed by my cheek. Since I hadn’t had sex in a little over two weeks, I was starting to feel very eager at this time. I resided on the top floor of the dorm, so we begin full-on making out, which lasts for a long. I soon find myself drenched in sweat and panting, mentally pleading with him to grope me, but we were forced to stop when the elevator doors opened.
Once we were on the street, we immediately resumed our sex, and I was really getting into it. I bit his lip and sucked on his tongue as I would on his erect cock, which I could feel pressing against my leg. People passing by began giving us dirty looks while we are having sex outside my building under the scaffolding, which made me even more hotter. My leggings suddenly feel like they are being touched by his hand, and he begins massaging my clit over my sopping underwear. Later, after pulling them aside, he inserts a finger.
He finger blasts my pussy as we continue to make out, and I struggle to hold back my groans. When I’m finally on the verge of cumming, I try to stop him by yanking his hands out of my pants because I see an elderly couple coming. However, he persists in fingering me while mumbling in my ear, “I know you like this slut, now cum for daddy.” Previous to this, neither I nor anybody else had ever made me cum. However, something about having my finger fucked in front of people and being instructed what to do caused me to completely lose control. My knees gave way as I pushed myself harder than ever before, causing my eyes to roll back in my mind.
As he pulled out his hand and tasted his fingers, I made an effort to remain calm, but what I really wanted was for him to turn me around, take my trousers down, and smear his rock-hard cock all over my sopping wet pussy.
Knowing what I had just done, I felt so dirty laughing with friends as I sat in my club meeting. But if given the chance, I’d do it all over again.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/yvnpyv/fm_i_let_my_blind_date_finger_me_on_a_busy
This just tells me to never use a pillow at a girls place