I’ve had a few friends ask for the details, and I’m bored at work, so I figured, why now?
Recently, my fiance and I decided to have an open relationship again. I had a night with a former coworker a while ago, you can read about that story [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5uohh9/fm_the_biggest_cock_ive_played_with/?ref=share&ref_source=link), but I wanted something a little more regular than the random hook up that I couldn’t plan on. So, I hit up Tinder. Because we *ALL* know what everyone uses Tinder for. Casual Hook-Ups. Even Family Guy recently had an episode about it (If you haven’t seen that episode, I STRONGLY recommend it, I was crying, I was laughing so hard).
I made sure my profile had some basic info about being the creative type, liking all kinds of music, adventurous, bla bla bla, whatever, no one ever reads them anyway, right? The first sentence, however, I did state that I was looking for fun. I figured it would at least filter out some people, and I wouldn’t be misleading anyone.
So, I got to swiping. Tinder allows us all to be shallow, judging a person solely on their looks. I actually DO read the profiles, when there’s something to read. I wanted someone that was, yes, attractive, but also had some measurable intelligence. I’m very attracted to smart people, and if you’re hott as hell but dumb as soup, no sex for you. Swipe left.
Then I came across a firefighter. I’ll call him Terry. He’s from about an hour away from me, he’s on a tiny little paid-on-call department, and I was intrigued. I know a lot of firefighters, come from a family of firefighters, and have actually been considering going through the fire academy myself (I have to do some SERIOUS training first…), so I checked out his profile. He looked like a good guy, so I ended up swiping right. Name of the game.
Turned out to be a match.
I sent him a message, asking him about a funny picture of him in his gear, completely soaked. Had to know. Led to a good conversation. We hit it off and continued talking for the next couple of days. I rather liked where this was going.
I’m not the typical Tinder user, if I meet someone from there in person, I don’t *plan* on sex on the first date generally. I usually use it to get a better feel for the person, measure the chemistry However, I knew his.. ~ahem~ hose… would be “putting out some fires” when he did come over.
My fiance goes away on weekends, so that’s when I invited Terry over. I knew my partner wouldn’t mind. For first meetings, I feel like, even though I’m up front about my open relationship, it’s a little less intimidating to have it be one-on-one, instead of having an extra person just hanging out.
He arrived right on schedule. we talked for a bit, he showed me his tattoos (so I guess you could say I had *his* shirt off within 20 minutes of him walking through my door, ha), then we talked about food. I took him to my favorite ice cream place, and we each got a cone.
Once we got back to my house, we started watching a Disney movie that neither of us had seen in a while, trying to look for the classic Disney Hidden Gems in all the movies. I thought nothing of it until I took a bathroom break, came back, and stretched awkwardly. He asked if anything was wrong, and I mentioned a knot in my shoulder. He re-positioned himself on the couch so I could sit in between his legs and offered to give me a shoulder massage. How could I refuse?
His hands were amazingly warm and surprisingly soft considering his line of work. I relaxed almost instantly and focused on the feel of the knots loosening. In about 10 minutes, by body felt like butter. Terry must have noticed this and pulled me back against him. He continued to run his fingertips across my shoulders, along my collarbone, and up my neck. I swear, I melted into a human puddle right there. The gentle touched kept teasing me.
I turned to kiss him, sitting on his lap. All of him felt as warm as his hands, and his skin against mine was even more of a turn on.
I invited him into my room, as the couch was a little awkward with how we were sitting.
We laid down on my bed, kissing and touching, gradually undressing each other. He had a funky belt buckle that was a tad confusing, so that has kinda funny. He’s 2 years younger than me, but he’s clearly had partners that knew what to teach him. He gently teased my nipples, then slid a hand down to play with my clit (which he had NO problems finding). He massaged it gently, then hard, fast, then slow, he was really enjoying watching by whole body twitch at the sensation. He played with my clit for at least a good twenty minutes.
Then he slid himself into me. He was thick and warm (apparently he’s always that warm??). He started slow, letting me adjust, and he moved in long, sensual thrusts, like a wave almost. We changed so I could ride him. He enjoyed the view, I enjoyed using him to find my sweet spot.
I came surprisingly easily for him, twitching and writing in ways I hadn’t done in a while. He enjoyed watching me come and made sure to finish me off a few times before finishing himself.
He stayed over that night. Woke me up to morning sex too, which was awesome.
He’s coming back over tomorrow night, someone hide the matches :D
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/600whz/my_sexy_new_firefighter_toy