Lately I’ve been absolutely crammed with uni and work, to the point I’ve felt like I’ve had no life. Deciding I needed something to lift my mood, I jumped back on the tinder train. It’s not something I’ve used massively, both myself and my partner agree that there’s the potential for dangerous situations to arise, however given the dire funk I was in, I felt needs must.
After a few days of swiping, chatting and feeling like this was going to end in a big fat nothing, I matched a good looking guy, who I somewhat recognised. A quick FB stalk later, and I saw we had a few mutuals, so I decided to be bold and struck up a conversation. He was laid back, funny, and didn’t show any signs of being a sociopath, so I thought ‘what the hell?’ I gave him an invite to come over, which he was more than happy to accept.
Once here we went to my room, closed the door as I did he pushed my against it and started kissing me. I felt a rush I hadn’t felt it a while, and suddenly the world didn’t seem like such a bad place. He reached into my knickers, and I felt him slowly exploring me with his fingers, my pent up frustrations almost causing me to climax right there. I reached into his jeans, and began to do some exploring of my own. After some more than mutual masturbation I dropped to my knees, pulled his jeans down, and took him in my mouth. I looked up at him as I worked my head up and down his length, seeing the pleasure on someone’s face as you suck their cock is really something that can’t be beat. A few minutes of this, and I could tell this could be heading for an early finish, which is not what I had in mind. So, I laid back on my bed, and put his tongue to work.
Now, I’m not the biggest fan of oral, I feel sometimes guys don’t really get the hang of it, and it can become an awkward ordeal. However, maybe it was the lack of recent action, or maybe this guy knew how to work his magic, but again I felt myself peaking, this time not holding back as I came, letting out a few whimpers as I gripped the back of his head, holding it in place.
After this, he pulled my body closer to his, got to his knees, and eased himself inside of me. Still sensitive from having climaxed already each thrust was like a wicker mixture of torture and ecstasy, it didn’t take me long to reach my peak again, this time bringing him along with me. I wrapped my legs firmly around me, drawing him deeper into me, as he tensed up and flooded my cunt.
It’s safe to say, I am no longer frustrated. Until next time, stay safe everyone. Xo.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fj664r/f_breaking_the_funk