I’ve been a long time lurker and thought I’d give back. I thought what better thing to start with than the best sex of my life? This took place last year so I might brush over some of the minor details but they’re not too important anyway.
It all started after a bad breakup in July last year. I was engaged to an abusive girl up until I snapped and left overnight and I needed to build up my confidence and (cliche as it sounds) “find myself” again.
I made a few mistakes, I slept with a girl two days after the breakup, and stayed the night only to end up having an anxiety attack the next day (I’d never had anxiety in my life until now) and ghosted her. I just chalked it up to it being a bit too intense emotionally and the act of sleeping next to another girl again, but the sex was great either way.
I was mainly using online dating sites/apps and had the odd fling here or there, nothing really memorable or significant until I came across a gorgeous divorcee we’ll call Tammy. It was on a tinder clone (hot or not) and we had matched, but I didn’t expect much to come of it because there are a lot of bots and girls who simply don’t respond. I was hesitant to initiate contact because I was a bit worn out with girls but the thing with this app is they would notify you when someone viewed your profile, and she viewed mine a fair bit. Say every few hours, I think she was prompting me to message so I embraced my cheeky self and told her I’d caught her checking her out, and not to get any ideas because I’m a classy lad.
Naturally she laughed and told me she was wondering when I’d finally get the hint and message her to which I replied that there’s nothing wrong with a little teasing and leaving a girl wanting more. She latched on to my banter and dished it back until it circled around to the inevitable small talk of dating sites/apps asking why you’re here, what you’re looking for, ect. She mentioned it depends on what happens, she’s open to anything from a kinky lover to a sensual soul mate and said well the kinky lover sure sounds interesting indeed.
A little background info on Tammy that I learned. She’s brunette, hair down to rhs middle of her back, 5’8″ish, E cups and a fair sized ass. She was a little curvy but she kept in good shape and worked out. She’s living in her own place with a teenage daughter (16ish). Divorced for about 5 years and works as a Nurse (I started drooling I swear). This all took place in a day and we’d exchanged snapchats (and sent random selfies) and exchanged numbers.
I slowly eased into more sexual talk about fantasies and desires. She expressed it had been a while for her because she’d not connected with someone in a while and often didn’t bother because she expected most guys to be unable to keep up, to which I assured her with her looks that shouldn’t be a problem at all.
So fast forward and we’re getting raunchy over texts that night while she’s at work and she sends me a few choice pictures albeit without full nudity but enough to sure get my attention. I do the same and manage to tease her just as she teased me. She gets very eager at this stage and asks me to come get a drink with her tomorrow after she finishes work, and she insists we go somewhere near me so that it’s convenient to go to mine right after. Luckily I live about 6 houses from a pub, so I don’t even need to drive.
Fast forward to the next evening and I’m standing there at the bar, nerves through the roof looking out for her. My biggest fantasy has been an older woman, i had all these wild thoughts and fantasies running through my head along with a small conflict. This is because in the say 4 months since the breakup I’d really come into a realisation about my sexuality; that I’m a dom. I kind of always knew I was but at one stage while experimenting it hit me like a ton of bricks, and I didn’t know how that would go with an older woman, especially this one being so forward as she was.
So I get a message that she’s here, and she walks up to me, positively beaming and looking excited. Not a hint of nerves whatsoever, I kind of gulp internally at that. I’m normally a little nervous at first meets but that always melts away within the first 10 mins or so.
She’s dressed in jeans that hug her ass very well (and I am an ass man after all) and a loose top. I’d say it had flowers on it but that was the last thing my mind was on at the time.
She embraces me, I get all cliche saying she looks way better than her photos and we engage in a little bit of small talk at the bar before we agree to get a drink and sit down. As I eased into my drink the nerves melted away and I was back to my cheeky self and sliding innuendo in wherever I could, to which I received a cheeky eyebrow raise, a grin and at one point her foot sliding up my thigh.
We only lasted the one drink before we both just looked down at our empty glasses and knew we didn’t want to stay for another. I asked her if she was nervous about coming to mine and she just shook her head and said that she trusted me. Then she took my hand and lead me to her car, and I gave her directions to mine as my hand rubbed her thigh slowly.
Alright so I’m going to have to cut it off here, and I’m sorry that there’s no action in this post but I swear it’s worth it. The action will start directly in part 2 which I’ll write later, my lunch break just finished.
Ps: feedback is appreciated, I feel I might have added in too much of my own thoughts and feelings in this one
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a53rze/mf_the_older_woman_who_blew_my_mind_2538
Look forward to part 2