I matched with this guy on tinder. He had three no-face, shirtless pictures and had a nice body. Not overly fit and scary rock hard looking (not my thing) and “In an Open Relationship” in his bio. Perfect. Since I was newly single, I thought “why the fuck not?” So we start to chat and we hit it off. He asks if I have Kik or we can text and since I’m paranoid and don’t want to give my number out right away we got to talking on Kik. So, he sends me a face picture and YES. Very cute, glasses, good hair, piercing blue eyes (which also aren’t usually my thing, but everything about him was perfect.) He tells me he’s in law enforcement, hence the headless, shirtless picture and tells me his current open relationship wasn’t quite working due to mismatched schedules and he was looking to get into another one. Feeling comfortable enough at this point, I ask if we can move to text. We texted the entire weekend. Exchanged sexy pictures. I mean I was impressed from the pictures alone but nothing could have prepared me for the real thing.
Fast forward to the night we were going to meet up. He told me to meet him at a park. I park my car and he walks up to where I am. First thing I notice is he’s in full uniform. And he has SUCH a nice smile. I get out and he says “See? I am real.” We hug and he starts to lead me past the yellow road gates and down a path that lead to a smaller parking area surrounded by trees. We made small talk and he wrapped his arm around mine and we ended up holding hands as we walked. We get to the clearing and my eyes have finally adjusted to the darkness and I see his patrol car idling nearby. I turn to him and slide my hands up his chest and around the back of his neck and kiss him. I feel his hands on my waist and then under my jeans, his bare hands groping my ass. He groaned into my mouth as he slid his other hand up under my shirt and realized I wasn’t wearing a bra. All I can feel is his vest but I press myself against him as close as I can, sliding my hands under the short sleeves of his blue shirt to feel more of him.
We break the kiss and look at each other, goofy smiles on our faces—I’m giggling like a freaking school girl. He tells me to wait while he gets the blanket from his car. He comes back and sets it down, sitting before I do. My heart feels like it’s going to pop out of my chest and that familiar hazy, near dizzy excitement is back as we lean in to kiss each other again. This time he slides his hand to my front, upzips my pants, and slides a finger inside of me. I was already so slick and wet for him—it was all I could do to not beg him to fuck me that second. Then he leans back and asked me “Will you be a good girl and suck my dick?” I’m buzzing with anticipation and nod eagerly as he undoes his pants. MY GOD. It was perfect. I held it in my hand and marveled for a few seconds at how thickkkkk he was. I pulled my hair over my right shoulder so he could have a good view of me. I licked along the length of it, swirled my tongue over the tip and braced myself for how wide I had to part my lips. Needless to say, he was a happy man. He was vocal and it was turning me on even more, if that was possible! I stopped when he said something along the lines of “oh my god- if you don’t stop now I’m going to come.” And we couldn’t have that—not when there was still so much fun to be had. I sat up, not being able to help the big smile I wore. He sat up, adjusting himself and asked me “You’re turn… do you want me to eat your pussy or your ass.” I freaked internally out for a second. I mean- I had just showered before meeting up with him but I still felt shy so I asked him if he could go for the former.
I pulled down my pants and thong down to my ankles, boots still on and he dove in. He was so gentle at first and the overall experience of looking up at the night sky with the moon being the only light on us was almost too much. I didn’t even bother holding back my sounds as he licked, sucked and fingered me. I dug my heels into his back as his lips made me arch off the blanket, blindly grasping for anything and coming away with a handful of grass as I came on his tongue. He sat back and I reached up to stroke his cock. He asked me If I wanted to fuck and of course, I said yes to which he replied: “Turn around, I want to fuck you from behind.” I kissed the tip of his cock and did as he told me, hearing the rustling of a condom wrapper. I waited for him to put it on and felt him press the tip against me. I could not hold myself up, arms giving out as he pushed himself in. He did it slowly, with small thrusts and stopped himself, shocking me when he said “oh fuck.. you’re so tight… why didn’t you warn me?” with a soft chuckle. I pressed my face into the blanket, moaning as he pushed himself in deeper and started to thrust in and out slowly. His moans were soooo hot. He stopped again with a groan “oh… I’m not going to last at all… will you be mad?” I didn’t know a guy could be so cute and endearing and so sexy at the same time and assured him I wouldn’t. So, he started pumping in and out of me again, I had not felt anything like him, ever—I had to bite my jacket sleeve to stifle myself. Suddenly he was coming and I could feel his cock twitching inside of me, his hands gripping my hips tightly as I kept grinding on him slowly. He pulled out, put his cop stuff back on after he adjusted himself, I did the same and he walked me back to my car like a gentleman.
Fully intend on meeting up with him again, and again, and again.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8gdg86/fm_i_didnt_get_handcuffed_but
Beautifully written! Sexy with a hint of romantic ?
Wow… so the handcuffs next time?
Love it