[M]31 I had a VERY enthusiastic tinder date

At the time, I was 25. Still doing post-grad work, single after a devastating breakup, stressed as all hell, and lonely so I did what so many of us have: bored and lonely tinder swiping. I wasn’t really looking for much beyond hooking up at this time, maybe an fwb situation at best.

I end up matching with this total smoke. Even better, she’s local (I was in a small town at the time so most girls I met were from the adjoining city) and she responded fairly quickly after I messaged.Not trying to rush things too much, we talk for a while and she’s clearly what I’m looking for. Sexy, intelligent, flirty, a tease…We set up a date to come back to my place for dinner.

Ladies and gentlemen, the dinner I made for this woman was the worst meal I have ever made. And she stayed. She was very generous about it, and before we know it we’re on the couch with a bottle of wine to share sips out of, my arm around her waist, laughing and talking and just getting comfortable.

Feeling nice and warmed up, I lean in and nip at her ear a bit during a lull in the conversation. She pulled away every so slightly at the surprise before tilting her head, all but asking for more. A soft kiss down her jawline and next thing I know she’s turning to me and the deepest, most intimate makeout of my life even to this day ensues.

A short while later she gives me the look and asks if we’re going to be staying in the living room all night or if I’m taking her to bed anytime soon. All I have to say is “well then let’s go” before she’s standing up and taking my hand, leading me to my own bedroom.At this point the heat is up for both of us. The kissing and touching and exploring moves faster, hungrier. I push her down onto the bed and climb on top to straddle her, sliding her shirt up and off as her hand slides up my thigh to grab at my cock through my pants, bulging obviously for her.

She flips me over and starts undoing my belt and pants, pulling me out and starting to work me; all I can do is stare up at this topless angel, wordless (but not quiet). Before she let’s me cum she stops, climbing up my body to whisper in my ear “just so you know, I’d prefer this inside me than on me…”Unable to control myself I throw her back down, flipping on top as she wraps her legs around my hips. It’s at this point she asks for me to pull her hair. I’m slowly licking and kissing her neck, pulling at the handful of hair I’ve wrapped my fist in, working down her body and tasting her subtle salty hotness.

Her moans and gasps as we work have reduced my will to almost zero. I sit up, and seperate her legs. Her eyes haven’t left mine and I slowly push myself inside her, feeling her squeeze and flex as I get in, her legs flexing around me and the look of ecstasy on her face and in her eyes with every thrust and pump as I climaxed is one I’ll never forget.

We cleaned up, hung out for a bit before she needed to be home, and I drove her back to her place.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/plr6zs/m31_i_had_a_very_enthusiastic_tinder_date