Tinder [f]irst date leads to her bedroo[M]

I was about 30 when this happened. Just swiping through Tinder while sitting on the couch on a Saturday afternoon and get a match with a girl, less than a mile away. I chat her up, and we make plans to go out for a drink that evening. Oddly, she tells me to meet her out in front of her building, which is only a block from mine. So at 8pm I meet her by the doorman of her building. She walks out. It's already dusk, but she looks about the same in her photos: short, blondish-reddish hair, fair skin, wearing a tight black maxi dress that flows down and shows off her small waist, wide hips, decent boobs. And for myself, I am an average white guy, in shape, conventionally handsome, sharp dresser.

We walk to the Irish bar next door. Grab a drink and talk like it's a normal first date. Then two of her smoking hot friends walk by and stop and say Hi. They start to flirt with me. Then my date, I honestly can't remember her name, we'll call her Brittany, because she looks kind of like the actress Brittany Snow. Brittany shoos her friends away. We have another drink. Then we walk across the street to the more popular Irish bar. She's visible drunk at this point, and I am almost drunk. She finishes her drink there, and forces me to finish my beer. Then we leave and start walking back towards her building, but stop in some sports bar that I never even knew existed, even though I lived a block away. We go in there, and she knows half the people in there. I guess it's her regular watering hole. We grab another round, sit in a booth, and make out. She's pretty cute, the "pretending to be shy to make out in public, but really likes it."

We then leave and I walk her back to her place. She asks if I want to come in, and of course I said yes. We go up to her place, and go out on the balcony because her roommate is asleep. She's up on maybe the 10th floor, overlooking the city. We sit down and I put one arm around her, and the other hand goes up her leg. We make out, and I begin to slowly finger her. She gets warmed up and wet, and has a small orgasm.

She then stands up and pulls me into her bedroom. We get naked and jump into her bed. She asks if I have a condom, and I don't, because I seriously had no thought that I might be getting laid tonight. And she didn't either (which afterwards I thought was weird, but not in the moment). She said she was on the pill.

So I go down on her to make sure she stills wet. Then she grabs my hair and pulls me up; she's ready to pass foreplay and get to the main attraction. So I am on top of her and my penis goes in quickly, because she's very wet and fully aroused by this point. I'm pretty drunk, so I don't try anything fancy. I just get a good rhythm down that she enjoys, and keep that pace. She pretty quickly cums hard. I'm too drunk cum, so I pull out. She goes down on me for a little while, but I tell her to stop, that I am not cumming tonight. We then both pass out.

Wake up in the morning in she's in stage 5 clinger mode. Literally spooning me and grabbing my entire body so hard. She says she's leaving for France for vacation for 2 weeks, and so sad that she won't be able to see me. And then asks if I can go to France with her. I obviously say I can't go to France for 2 weeks. But I was hungry, so we actually went to brunch. And at brunch at the table next to us was a Tinder first date couple. So we eavesdropped on them the entire time, which was fun. I then dropped her off. She texted me a few more times, but she moved a few weeks later, and I think I moved shortly after too.

This was my first story posting, so I chose one of my less interesting stories. Hopefully my writing will get better as I post more, and will slowly lead to my more fun and erotic stories.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3w0im2/tinder_first_date_leads_to_her_bedroom

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