I travel a lot for work and when I do, tinder usually becomes a late-night distraction. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not one of these guys that gets a bunch of matches and is sleeping with countless women. But I’m cute and charming enough that if I’m in town for a few days, I’ll usually get a couple of matches, and sometimes one of them works out…
On this particular night, I was in a city I’d travelled to and happened to have a regular FWB there. But I’d matched with another woman, we seemed to be on the same page, we quickly made plans to go for a drink that evening.
A little about me before we go too far… at the time I was 42 years old, 6 foot tall, in decent shape but not like I have visible abs or anything. I’m just a nice looking guy, who some women find quite attractive, and some women think “yeah, not bad, but not my type.”
Around 8pm, she and I arrive at the bar and sit in a booth towards the back of the bar and start the normal part of the conversation. “Where are you from?”, “How is tinder treating you?”, “Any funny/good stories?” kind of stuff. It get comfortably flirty fairly fast and we are openly talking about our sex lives within the first 20min.
Now, I’m humble and honest enough to admit that I’m not an amazing looking guy, so hopefully you can trust this… I’m very proud of my cock. I heard from enough women that it is perfect, that there is nothing about it I would change. So this is where a lot of my sexual confidence comes from. But I do also enjoy a tease, and I have an exhibitionist streak as well.
So as the conversation progressed and we got into the second and the third drinks I caught her looking at the bulge in my pants. Not one to miss this kind of opportunity, I called her on it and she smiled and admitted she’d been looking. Of course I asked if she was curious and she did the move that all women should master… she bit the side of her lip while giving a little smile and a nod.
Now, here is the next thing you need to know about me. When I want to feel sexy, even if it isn’t a tinder date but just an occasion where I’d like a little pep in my step, I’ll go commando. And on this evening I happened to be. So the bulge she was noticing wasn’t a thick bump held in place by underwear, but more of a thick outline stretching into the leg of my pants.
I took her hand and guided it to my thigh and slowly led her in rubbing up my leg until she came to the thick head of my cock. When I say I’m proud of my dick, this is what gets the most attention. The head of my cock is pretty big, mushroom shaped, with a defined ridge, and apparently quite delightful (Yes, like I said, I’m proud of it!).
I let her take over and she continued to rub my cock over my pants as we returned to the conversation. Now, I’m not sure exactly what order these next couple events occurred in, but not long later I had proved I wasn’t shy by unzipping by fly and allowing her hand to touch my bare cock, but then also whispering in her ear if she wanted to stroke it. She quickly confirmed “Here? Now? Like pull it out?” As I mentioned we were in a back booth in a bar that wasn’t crowded, and the smile on her face and twinkle in her eye suggested her answer before she said it. So when the coast was clear I pulled my cock out and she continued to stroke my dick under the table as we talked.
Like I mentioned, I can’t remember if we were already talking about fantasies, or it started after my cock was out, but at some point she asked what my biggest fantasy was. I admitted I’d always loved the idea of stripping for a small group of women, like at a bachelorette party. She was great about keeping the conversation moving, asking questions, giving feedback, but her hand continued to work its magic under the table. Even when the waitress would come check on us, we did our best to cover up, and be discreet, but her hand never left my shaft, and her thumb continued to take each drop of pre-cum and trace it over my head.
As the conversation progressed, she brought up that it would be a shame if this fantasy wasn’t acted out in at least SOME part this night, and I quickly agreed. She mentioned she owned a boutique clothing store about a mile away, and that it was now closed, and there was a chair near the change rooms that might be a perfect location for me to practice at the very least. I agreed that that this sounded like an excellent idea, and we asked for the bill.
While waiting we made some sort of “isn’t tinder great?” joke, and she said something about “my friends think I’m crazy.” Now, don’t get too crazy in your projections of where this is going… I don’t end up fucking her and her friend unfortunately, but for some reason I did ask if she had a friend that enjoyed her stories and she said she did. I then suggested she take a picture of her hand wrapped around my cock under the table and text it to her friend saying something like “I found my toy for the night!” She laughed and immediately grabbed her phone while confirming with me that I was serious, and comfortable with her sharing that. I nodded, saying something along the lines of “if you haven’t noticed, I’m not shy”. She laughed again and took and sent the picture. I’ll be honest, I don’t remember what she said, or what the friends reply was, but it was something along the lines of “looks like you are going to have a fun night” and that was the end of that. The bill was paid, my cock was tucked back into my pants, and we were driving separate cars to her store down the road.
Once parked and inside she walked around the windows and closed all the blinds, then found the appropriate amount of light, and then turned on the music. I’d admitted to her that I wasn’t much of a dancer, and that it would be more of a strip tease and she assured me that she didn’t care and was excited to watch. So she took her seat and my show started.
Again, I can’t remember all the details, but I remember trying my best to be teasing and seductive as I undid the buttons of my shirt. I’d stop occasionally and lean in to get my lips close to her as I ground the bulge in my pants against her pussy. Or lifted a leg over her should and pretended to fuck her. Or crawled down on the floor and came up with my face between her legs. It wasn’t an award winning show but we were having fun.
She would occasionally reach for my cock, and I would take her hands and move them away suggesting she could look but not touch.
Then came the belt… doing my best to make that sexy as I realized I didn’t have underwear on and drawing out a strip show when you only have a shirt and pants on is hard… hard, and difficult if you know what I mean!
Once I was undoing my pants my hands had been all over her, the pacing of the “show” was definitely getting hurried, and once the fly was lowered she reached in, grabbed the shaft of my cock and took me in her mouth. Heaven.
Before I knew it my pants were down at my ankles, and she was challenging herself to take as much of my cock in her mouth as she could. I was busy taking off as many of her clothes as possible, while working around her and the music she was playing with her mouth.
Now, I know not ALL guys are like this, and will take the blowjob forever if its available, but for me there gets to be a point where I want to get HER off. So after a couple of minutes I was able to pull out of her mouth, lay her back in her chair, remove whatever clothing was left on her, and show her what my mouth and fingers could do.
This was the one sexual experience that was the biggest chaotic free-for-all I’d ever had, and goddamn did we have fun. I’m pretty sure I made her cum with my tongue because I generally like to take the pressure off by making sure she orgasms first.
But from there I can remember snap shots… Pinning her legs wide as I teased her pussy with the head of my cock before pushing inside her… Her legs over my shoulders in that change room chair all the husbands sit in while wives try things on, as I stroke my cock in and out of her… Sitting her on top of the check-out counter and standing on the little step so I could get a little leverage as I hooked my arms under her legs… pulling her off the counter and bending her over counter instead… sitting on a bench in one of the change rooms as she rode me reverse cowgirl… and finally spreading her wide in a second chair and pounding her with a hand firmly around her throat as I fucked her, before finally cumming deep inside her.
The whole thing was a perfect tinder hook up… fun, exciting, different, chaotic, animalistic, and hot.
We laughed as we got dressed and eventually said our goodbyes.
As I was driving back to my hotel I got a text from my FWB asking if I wanted to come over. I’d just cum inside another woman, and realized this was my chance to have two women in the same night, and so I quickly said yes.
30min later I was cuddling on the couch with my friend, honestly a little unsure if I’d be able to preform again, but when I felt her hand running over my cock I also felt that little twinge that guys probably know… the one where you feel your body preparing to cum again later.
I don’t really remember any details of this session other than we stayed on the couch and it was one of the longest sessions she and I had. I was sure to lick her pussy to orgasm before we started, just in case, but the previous release and the fact that I felt like a sex god that night allowed me to put in a great performance before also cumming inside her.
On the drive back to the hotel for the second time I couldn’t help but laugh about what had just occurred. Maybe not the smartest thing I’ve ever done, but definitely a fun night and an incredible experience with two wonderful women.
God tinder is fun….
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vxl7vc/mf_the_tinder_date_that_led_to_the_mansluttiest