[FM] Internet Dating

I believe it’s safe to assume that all single people, or maybe not so single, have at least a tiny bit of experience with an internet dating app. It is also safe to say that the results may vary.

The overarching theme of this story is going to be average. It was an average day, and I was having an average conversation with an average-looking guy. The one thing we had going for us was, as usual, I was in quite a lascivious mood. I told him to meet me at my apartment which isn’t my favorite place to meet new people, but I really didn’t feel like putting on shorts to go somewhere. I was wearing a baby blue thong with tiny, multicolored hearts on the front and a purple and gold tank top.

One thing I have always found interesting is how quickly a man will drop everything if it means the possibility of getting laid. Mr. Average was no exception. Though it wasn’t truly this quick, I remember him ringing my doorbell mere seconds after I pressed send. I greeted him wearing nothing more than what I described. It was summer and when I opened the door, I immediately felt the hot, humid air on my bare feet and legs, so I quickly pulled him into my apartment and shut the door. To my delight, he actually looked like his pictures and while average, much better than other possible alternatives. To prevent further average conversation, which was only just so, I touched his cheek and kissed him.

He was quite a bit taller than me, which isn’t exactly saying much considering I’m only 5′ 3″, but I was up on my tiptoes to kiss him. His hands quickly found my ass and I was given a pleasant surprise when he squeezed hard and lifted me off the ground. I wrapped my legs around his waist as I gave him directions to my bedroom through heavy breaths. He didn’t bother to close my door and he playfully tossed my down onto my bed.

I have been told my moan is enough to make a man cum, and I used it to my full advantage. I let out a loud moan and rubbed my breasts and clit through my clothes, wondering how long he would take to undress me. The answer was he wouldn’t. He pulled his shirt off, revealing a torso that, I will admit, was certainly above average. He grabbed the thread-thin band of my panties and slid them down my tan legs with enough force to inspire some optimism before tossing them to the floor.

He unbuckled his shorts and let them fall to the ground, reminding me that we were back to average. Average would do. He used his hand to slowly massage my pussy and I could already feel my wetness starting to come. He slid two fingers in me, eliciting another excited moan. I pinched my nipples and tugged on them, sinking into a wave of pleasure.

Mr. Average leaned over me, kissing my side and creating a glistening path to my hard nipples. I felt his cock teasing my wet pussy, but his hunger only made me want to tease him more. I slid subtly higher onto the bed, making him chase me. He paused, only momentarily, to step out of his shoes and shorts. I took the opportunity to roll onto my front and lean back, wiggling my curvy ass in his face. He eagerly took my offer and climbed on the bed behind me. I felt the delightful burn of a hard slap on my ass before he slid into my pussy.

I left my ass in the air and rested my head on my mattress as he fucked me with strong, rhythmed thrusts. I matched his movements with my hips, and I felt his thumb press against my asshole. I moaned loudly and encouraged him with an “Oh, fuck yes!” That was all he needed, and he pushed his thumb into my ass. I loved the feeling, and I was right there. Mr. Average was about to give me the orgasm I had been wanting so badly. It was building and building, and I could feel my breaths getting shorter and faster, my moans turning into tense squeaks. Plot twist.

He pulled his thumb from my ass and my first thought was, “Oh my god really! Please don’t fuck this up for me!” Before I could make any suggestions, I felt his cock slip from my pussy, and in one hard thrust, he was balls deep in my ass. “Fuck!” I screamed, and it wasn’t a pleasurable one. For clarification’s sake, I rather enjoy anal, but you got to warn a girl.

Three hard thrusts later, before I could even catch my breath, I felt his balls tighten against my clit. He gave a sigh and a grunt as he unloaded in my ass. I fell in shock and disappointed to my mattress, his warm cum trickling out of me in a tiny stream.

He tried to make small talk as he got his clothes back on, which only served to add to my frustration. Needless to say, we haven’t seen each other since, and all dating apps have been deleted from my phone. I may not have gotten an orgasm out of the meeting, but I did get a good lesson. I’m not an average bitch, so I will never settle for average again.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ri8kua/fm_internet_dating