It started a few years ago just before covid when I had met a woman a few years younger than me on tinder.
She was 31, had been single mom for four years and worked as a nurse, all while taking college classes while her kid was in school.
We had texted back and forth for about three weeks before she wanted to meet. We lived about 60mi from one another but i knew what city she lived and worked in. I knew I had a few day job lined up in her area and suggested that we could meet for lunch to get that unpleasantness out of the way and if we didnt connect it wouldnt be too much effort and time wasted on either side. She agreed but didnt know what day would work out so we agreed i would just come to her work and eat our lunches together.
The nest day we decided was good enough as any so i drove to where she said and she hopped in and we drove to an area she liked to park at to eat. We basically continued on about things we had been talking through texts until out of knowhere she asked me about something i had put in my profile. Pleasuredom… so i asked if i could ask personal sexual questions and that she was comfortable enough to respond truthfully. She agreed.
Q: How many orgasms have you had during sex? A:Three i think is the most.
Q:whats the most youve had making yourself come? A:Four. But it was before I had my kid.
Q: how often do you masturbate? A: most nights before bed. She said laughing.
I told her thank you for being honest and that was all i needed for now. She immediately wanted to know how she did, to which i chuckled and responded with a poutyface “your poor vagina, she is capable of so much more.” Which aroused her curiousity even more. “Ok so like how much more.” “Well my last came for me 46 times before she softworded out for a break.” She absolutely did not believe me. “How do you know?” I make them count. “What if they loose count?” Depends. “On?” What my rules were for the session. “Like what kind of rules?” Rules you only get to know right before the session kind of rules. Its not an essay you get to study for, and you dont get to cheat.
With that she had to go back to work. I dropped her off at the door i had picked her up at and went back to work myself. I didnt get out of the parking lot before she had texted ” great now im wet, thanks” to which i responded “happy to help”
Later that night i get another text saying that she cant stop thinking about what i had explained to her and that she was very curious but also a bit scared of the thought. I explained if she had toys we could do it over the phone as long as she is going to be honest with me. Because if find out you werent, it could end up quite torturous. She called. “What are my rules?” She whimpered over the phone. “Good girl, remembering there was rules. Lets see how well you can count to ten.”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uu7tnw/i_make_sure_to_let_someone_that_i_sleep_with_know
Oh come onnnn! 😩 don’t leave it thereeeeeee