My 29[F] best ever Tinder date

I had met Chris on Tinder a week or so before. I had kind of given up on the app but had been idly swiping through one night and spotted him. He had a great smile and was hugging his adorable Golden Retriever in his profile picture, so I swiped right and we hit it off. We met up for drinks and our quick meet up turned into a 5 hour date that ended with us making out in the back of my car. I could feel his dick getting hard against me and it turned me on enormously, but we both agreed not to rush things.

For our second date, we did an escape room and then went out for drinks and dinner. We were both a little awkward, I think, since our intense make out session had been somewhat alcohol fueled, but we eventually relaxed and started holding hands and kissing a little as we walked around town. When he was driving to drop me off, we were talking about exercising, and I mentioned that since I run a lot, I’m self conscious about my calves being big and, without hesitation he turned to me and said, “I *love* your calves.”

I have no idea what switch that flipped in me, but that’s what changed what would have just been an intense kiss goodnight to “why don’t you come inside?”

Within seconds we were making out on my couch and he spun my legs around so I was leaning back and began sliding my underwear off me. He had the biggest grin on his face as he disappeared under my blue dress (I still have that vision every time I wear that dress) and I felt him kissing up my thigh, his stubble scratching just behind his wet lips. He finally reached my pussy and after an agonizing pause in which my thighs nearly crushed his head in anticipation, he gave my clit a long, slow lick that sent waves of ecstasy through me. I moaned loudly and then heard him laugh under my dress.

“You are soaking wet already,” he said.

“Shut up,” I giggled, pushing his head back down. 

He kept licking my clit, sliding two fingers inside me and curling them in a way that nearly sent me into spasms. With his other hand, he blindly groped around my chest until I took his hand and shoved it under my dress onto my breast. He rolled my nipple with his fingers while he licked my clit and fingered my soaked pussy. My back began arching and my moans got louder, and he licked faster and applied more pressure with his fingers. When the dam finally broke and I came, he grabbed my legs tightly and clamped his face to my pussy so that no matter how hard I thrashed, his tongue never left my clit.

When it finally subsided, he came up from under my dress and wiped his chin; yet another simple, unintended gesture that drove me out of my fucking mind. I grabbed him by the waist of his jeans, pivoted around and pushed him down on the couch, furiously clawing at his belt buckle and pants. I yanked them down and could already see his hard cock poking through his boxers and then off those came. His cock was the perfect size; not too small, not too big, with a nice curve and thickness to it, and rock hard. He had trimmed himself while still leaving a pleasing amount of body hair and his heavy balls hung just beneath that gorgeous dick.

I took it as deep as I could and he immediately groaned. I worked his shaft up and down, my hand following my lips, jerking him and sucking him at the same time. I felt him shifting his upper body and opened my eyes to see him take off his shirt, rendering him completely nude on my couch. He was in good shape and I let my free hand wander over his body while I sucked him.

“Can I fuck your mouth a little?” he asked, quietly.

“Mhmm,” I mumbled, my mouth full of cock.

He slowly started thrusting into my mouth, back and forth, not going too deep at first.

“Is this okay?” he inquired.

I mumbled again that it was.

“Can I go deeper?”

I looked up at him, making eye contact, and took his cock as far down my throat as I could. He groaned again and understood that to be the limit of his throat fucking, thrusting again but taking care not to go too deep.

His breathing got more ragged and he gasped, “I’m gonna cum!” I wanted to tell him to cum in my mouth but had to make do with sucking him and moaning loudly when I tasted his hot salty cum shoot down my throat. 

I swallowed and then climbed up onto the couch and sat next to him. He kissed me deeply, stroked my hair, and made me take off my dress so that I was naked as well. We laughed and talked about how quickly the evening had progressed. We had both had casual sex before but hadn’t really intended things to go as far as they did–at least not on the second date.

We cuddled for a little while and then he whispered, “Amy?”

“Yeah?”

“Are you still horny?”

“Yeah. Are you?”

“So fucking horny.”

I flashed him a grin and stood up, initially taking his hand but, upon seeing his cock was hard yet again, I grabbed his dick and lead him to my bedroom.

We had barely entered the room when he roughly shoved me towards my bed, bending me over.

“Wait, Chris–” I started, wanting him to put a condom on, but then I felt his face between my ass cheeks. His tongue on my clit again. I had never been eaten out from behind before and I was not prepared for how different it would feel. It still had the old familiar sensation but with an added level of raw, primal lust as he shoved his face into my pussy and ass, grabbing my ass cheeks hard and spanking me. I came again quickly and felt him stand up behind me, his hard cock poking against my thigh.

“Do you have a condom?” he asked.

My heart sank. “No…you didn’t bring one?”

“I didn’t know this was going to happen!”

I groaned in frustration. I wanted him. I saw every warning from every sex ed lecture and health class flash before my eyes as I told him, “just fuck me and make sure you pull out.”

“Are you sure?”

“Please just fuck me.” I intended it to sound firm, but my voice broke and my command turned into me begging.

He flipped me over and easily slid inside my well lubed pussy. I felt him stretching me out, filling me up, and I moaned loudly as he pushed balls deep into me. He kissed me hard while thrusting into me, fucking me with a nice steady rhythm that made my toes curl with pleasure. I wrapped my legs around him to pull him deeper inside me.

To my surprise, he picked me up, standing vertically, and grabbed my ass firmly, sliding me up and down his cock. I had to laugh because it was so unexpected but it still felt so good and I loved watching his shoulders and arms flex while he moved me up and down.

“I wanna ride you,” I gasped in his ear.

He laid back down with me on top. I started riding him up and down slowly, controlling the angle of his cock inside me to maximize my stimulation. He licked his thumb and began rubbing my clit while I fucked him, playing with my tits with his other hand. My eyes were closed, it felt so incredible, my hands on his chest because I was in danger of collapsing on him. I rarely cum without clitoral stimulation, and his finger rubbing it sent me over the edge. I could feel my pussy gushing all over him as I came and he smiled.

“I love getting you so wet that you are literally dripping down my cock.”

Once the pulses subsided, he stood and pushed me down to all fours. He roughly grabbed my hips and slid into me again, feeling even deeper than before. He started pounding me hard, his hips slamming into my ass so hard I was sure the neighbors would hear. My barely faded orgasm came roaring back with aftershocks and it got so intense I could barely stand it.

The sound of his body slapping against my ass and my moans filled the room. Then I felt a sharp stinging on my ass as he spanked me and I yelped. He spanked me twice more, once on each cheek, and all I could do was scream “FUCK!” while grabbing fistfuls of my sheets. I started to leaning down a little but he pulled my hair and forced me back up to fuck me even harder.

He gave a hard, deep thrust and held it there for a second. My poor legs were jelly already and just gave out, causing the lower half of my body collapsed on the mattress. I tried to lift myself back up but he shoved me hard down on to the bed, and grabbed a fistful of my hair to hold me down while he fucked me completely prone.

I felt the full weight of his body slamming into me, drilling me into the mattress and I was completely helpless except to take his rough fucking. My eyes were swimming and my brain was completely fogged over with sensory overload. I barely noticed his groans getting louder and louder until he pulled out of me and a moment later I felt the warm spurts land on my ass and up my back. 

I wanted him to put his cock back in me because I never wanted the fullness of having him inside me to stop. He instead came around to kiss me. When he pulled back, his cock was near my eye level and I saw a drop of cum still on the tip and immediately sucked it off of him, which sent his body into post-cum convulsions that I found immensely satisfying.

We cleaned up and fell asleep soon afterwards, though not before he gave me an amazing full body massage. We dated for another month or so, the sex always being mind blowing but we soon discovered we wanted different things in life and eventually broke up. That was 7 years ago and I’m now 36, married, and my sex life with my husband is great, but I would be lying if I said I didn’t still feel a tingle every time I see that blue dress.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uzs0o2/my_29f_best_ever_tinder_date