Tinder match gives me more than I bargained for [MF]

Ahh Tinder. For every heart warming story of two people swiping right and then spending the night fucking each other senseless, there’s a story of someone being catfished.

This is a story about both of those things.

I was horny. Who knows how long it had been since I’d gotten laid. Hours? Days? Weeks? Okay, probably not weeks, but sometimes your hand just doesn’t cut it and this was one of those nights.

It was a Wednesday, late December. Cold, but not snowy yet. My usual hookups were otherwise occupied. I needed to find someone new, but at 10 pm on a week night, I knew my chances were slim.

I popped open Tinder and began to swipe. Maybe three flicks in, I came across a cute girl. Long dark hair, big smile, solid cleavage. She was a littler bigger of a woman than I normally went for, but she was cute and I was playing a numbers game, so I swiped right.

Minutes later, I received a match. Shannon started the conversation.

“Hey”

Alright, a wordsmith. I can work with this.

“Hey, how’s your night going?” I typed back.

Seconds later, a reply. “It’s okay. On Tinder at 10 pm sooo lol”

Now that I could actually work with.

“Want to come over?” I offered. Shannon agreed. I sent her my address and 10-minutes later, I heard a knock on my door.

I had on sports shorts and a t-shirt. No boxers because we both knew where this was heading. I walked to the door, tossed it open and there was Shannon.

Long brown hair, cute smile, huge tits and…well there was a bit more of her than I expected. Like, maybe 50 lbs more. Shannon was no doubt cute, but she had definitely put on weight compared to her pictures. I must have taken her in for a beat too long because she spoke first.

“Hey, sorry I know I’m a little heavier than in my pictures, I can go if you want…”

I smiled. She was more than a little bit heavier, but she was still cute. And she had just taken an Uber to my place late at night with hopes of some kind of hook up, so I invited her in.

We went straight to my bedroom and Shannon wasted no time.

“Can I suck you dick?” she asked as she pulled off her sweater, her huge tits nearly spilling out of her black bra.

I’d been with women with large breasts before, but Shannon’s dwarfed them all.

I pulled off my shirt and shorts, my semi-hard cock hanging down, and laid down on the bed.

She crawled between my legs and wrapped her hand around my shaft. She wasted no time, licking, sucking and working my cock to its full size. After a few minutes, I leaned forward and unclasped her bra, sending her tits tumbling out and landing on my legs.

“Do you want to fuck?” she asked. Straight to the point again, I liked it.

She hopped off the bed and pulled off her pants and the black panties she had worn to match her bra.

“Lay down,” I instructed her. Apparently, she liked to be bossed around because just my saying that made her moan. If she liked being told what to do, that’s what she would get.

Shannon got on the bed, her clean shaven pussy glistening with an obvious wetness. I crawled on top of her and got on my knees over her chest. I was basically sitting on her big, pillowy tits, looking down as her mouth watered.

“Suck my cock,” I said as I reached behind me and began to rub her clit. Shannon moaned as she went back to work with her mouth, the previous enthusiasm now feeling like a mere warmup. I rubbed her clit and she consumed me. Tongue swirling, throat fucking, moaning; everything you could want in a blow job and more.

With tears streaming down her face, Shannon finally pulled her head back and gasped.

“Please fuck me?” she asked with pleading eyes.

I smiled and moved my body down to line my cock up with her pussy.

“Can I be on top daddy?” she asked just before I pushed myself into her.

Any girl calling me daddy can have just about whatever she wants, so I rolled to the other side of the bed and watched as Shannon straddled me. Her tits hung before me and I began to suck and flick my tongue over her nipples, squeezing and pushing them to my face. If there is a heaven, this is where boob people would spend it.

Shannon lowered herself onto my cock with ease. She began to buck her hips, alternating between bouncing up and down my shaft and taking it all and grinding against me. I could feel the wetness from her pussy leaking down my legs.

“Fuck daddy, your cock feels good,” she squealed. I began to buck my hips, our rhythm sinking up perfectly as each thrust caused us both to grunt.

I was nearing the edge.

“I’m going to cum,” I moaned. I wasn’t wearing a condom, so I fully expected to pull out and paint Shannon like a blank canvas, but she had other plans.

“Ooooo fuuuuuuck,” she screamed and her body went rigid. Suddenly, a torrent of liquid came squirting from her pussy, covering my lower half in an unmistakable warmth. My cock was forced from Shannon’s cunt and it popped between her thick ass cheeks, where I began to cum hard.

The look on Shannon’s face was a mix of ecstasy and confusion. Maybe it was the fact that she was having a powerful, squirting orgasm on top of me or the fact that my cock was buried between her cheeks shooting a considerable load of hot cum directly at her asshole.

We both rode out our orgasms and she collapsed on top of me. The bed was wet, like really wet, and I could feel my cock practically glued to her ass.

“Oh my god,” Shannon panted in my ear, “I’ve never squirted before.”

I laughed as she rolled over. We were soaked, no two ways about it. I got us a towel and we both cleaned ourselves off. I ended up having to toss my sheets and mattress pad in the laundry that night so I drove her home.

Pretty sure she ended up dating some guy shortly after, because we never hooked up again. Shannon is still the largest woman I’ve ever slept with, but also one of the most memorable.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/10nnp54/tinder_match_gives_me_more_than_i_bargained_for_mf

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