[F]ucking [M]y Tinder date at an arcade

I went on a first day with a guy named Anthony who I met on Tinder, and he invited me to go to the arcade by our mall. We connected instantly, and I could already tell it was going to be a good one.

The whole date was fun and flirty, he’d hold my hand while I played games, or put an arm around me if it was a more involved game. Slowly, he’d move to touching my back, giving me a kiss on the cheek if I did well, an additional reward to the piles of tickets we were winning.

You could cut the sexual tension in the air with a knife, we’d get super competitive over a game of air hockey or slide ball, I’d playfully punch him when he beat me and we turned everything into a little competition.

We sat down at a booth, ordered some drinks and wings, and took a small break from all the games. I sat extra close to him, holding his hand, thighs touching, and when he still wouldn’t make a move, I leaned in and kissed him.

We made out in the booth, arms groping each other, rubbing my hands through his hair. He tasted sweet, and I devoured his lips. Pulling each other in closer and closer, I hadn’t realized how horny I was, almost grinding on top of him.We finally pulled apart, my cheeks certainly flushed with excitement, both realizing that our borderline softcore porn levels of PDA probably weren’t appropriate for such a setting.

This is probably when I should describe what I’m wearing, and what I look like. I’m petite, Asian, with big boobs, wearing a rather short, black skirt, tight white top that hugged my boobs (that I knew would do me some favors), and stockings. I’m a big fan of skirts because of how freeing they are, and most importantly, easy access ?.

Anthony pulls me up, and mentions that he knows somewhere we could go that’s more private, with a mischievous look. I follow him as he takes my hand, and we walk towards the back of the arcade, where there’s a bunch of retro games that have been neglected in favor of the newer, shinier stuff.

He starts playing a game of Pac-Man, since we drew so many eyes while we were making out earlier. While he plays, I feign hugging him from behind, all while kissing his neck, rubbing his shoulders, trying my best to drive him crazy. It works apparently, because once the game ends, he glares at me hungrily, playfully, whispering in my ear, “your turn”.

So I get up to the machine, load up a game, and he sits shoulder to shoulder with me, our thighs touching, and starts rubbing my legs, reaching towards my pussy and going under my skirt, rubbing my clit through my panties, as I try my hardest to focus on gobbling pellets, when all I can think of is how good my pussy feels right now, I’m getting wetter and wetter, and how much I want him to fuck me right there.

I start losing lives, much faster than usual, and he inserts a finger into my now soaking pussy, moving my panties to the side, which drives me absolutely crazy. I’m getting closer and closer to cumming, and he starts finger fucking me faster and faster, sensing my impending orgasm, and the game goes faster and faster, and my focus on dodging the ghosts starts slipping, and I start cumming, the orgasm overwhelming me, my juices dripping all over the chair, all over his hands. I fall limp, losing control of my body, letting out a few moans thankfully masked by the loud sounds of the arcade.

“So rude,” I remark, but he can tell I’m loving it, cheeks flushed with post-orgasm glow. I want to get even with him, but I want his cock even more.

“I want you to fuck me,” I whisper in his ear, and he grins. I notice the bulge in his pants start growing, and I’m even hornier now.

“I know just the place,” he replies, pulling me up to my feet, and we walk back over to the main section, I’m blushing hoping nobody can tell what we just did.

He brings me to one of the more modern looking rides, 3D snow adventure or something, I couldn’t tell you. All I know is that the ride was covered on both sides with gates, where nobody could see anything except for our feet and ankles.

He gets up onto the ride, pulling me up onto his lap, and I can already tell that he’s rock hard. I pull his cock out, and straddle his cock, grinding my wet pussy onto the base, teasing him, and feeling him twitch in response, staring deeply into my eyes with desire.

He pushes me down onto his cock, and it feels so good, his thick cock filling me up, me riding him while he rides the ride, the pressure is amazing, he lifts up my shirt and starts sucking on my tittles, leading me closer and closer to cumming again. Chills run down my spine, my body tenses, and I start orgasming on his cock, my pussy squeezing tight, pulsating, stifling moans, I’m cumming so hard.

“Fuck, I’m going to cum,” he moans into my ear, my pussy likely sending him over the edge. I get off his dick, and take him in my mouth, since we can’t make a mess everywhere, and feel him shoot thick ropes of cum down my throat, swallowing every delicious drop.

We sit there, me lapping up and cleaning up each remaining drop of cum, both of us sitting in shock at what we had just done. I look up him, smiling, cheeks flushed, and stand up, putting my clothes back on slowly.

We both get dressed, and continue playing other games as if nothing had happened. It was a great date.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/oa1rn6/fucking_my_tinder_date_at_an_arcade