Fucking a Teenage Slut With a Tail-plug In a Stairwell [MF] [Public] [Exhibition] [Kink]

It’s plenty common to see thot-slutty-thirst trap profiles on tinder; what *isn’t* common is when they don’t include some sort of social media handle. [Jane](https://i.imgur.com/4fkzbqe.jpg) was 18, Brazilian, and the right balance of slutty, cute and zoomer nerdy to be real.

Super like.

Imagine my delight when a day later she matched! I wasted no time at all getting to the point and she was impressively responsive for someone 16 years my junior. A brat, but with an air of obedience, she was looking for someone who could out-wit her. We quickly jumped off tinder and started exchanging nudes and videos because, as luck would have it, she was in Brazil and wouldn’t be back to Chicago for a week.

If there’s one thing I’ve learned fucking all (legal) ages and types of women: sexuality doesn’t seem to be determined by any one single factor; girls Jane’s age could have more sexual experience and drive than girls twice her age! Jane was someone who I had been looking a long time for, someone as sexually focused and desiring as me. This only fueled my desire, getting more and more excited at how we would fuck. To curb the intense desire we swapped dirty texts, fucked ourselves over FaceTime, and had as much eFun as people could.

Sorostitute Surpries [M]e On Our First Date

It was August of 2019 (which was a very good year for me) and I had matched with Rose. A 5’3” slim-thick asian girl with light brown skin, dark hair, and big brown eyes. If memory serves me, she was about 23 or 24. She showed up in a simple black dress that went down to her lower thigh.

We had an interesting phone date (I usually like to have a phone date to make sure there’s some sort of conversation chemistry) before meeting in person; the phone date was interesting because she engaged me quite a bit, but I didn’t get the impression she was particularly interested. She also made it a point to say that I wasn’t typically the kind of guy she went for, but neither was her last boyfriend and they really hit it off. She was “trying new things this summer.”

We decided to meet at the Chicago River for drinks and I remember her being somewhat late. A bad uber driver apparently taking her to the wrong location for the bar we were going to. She said that happened to her a fair amount, and that she got hit on a lot. I believed her; between the way she looked and the thirst of uber drives, yeah…

[M]y 2019 Bumble Date Ends on the 6th Story of a Parking Garage…

Bumble isn’t a dating app I spend too much time on. I’ll get matches there a fair amount but most of the time the girl lets it expire. Every once in a while though I’ll chat with someone and it actually goes somewhere, this is one of those times.

It was summer here in Chicago and the mood was… incredibly horny. Though I suppose the mood is incredibly horny for me more often than not… either way. I had matched with Sarah and we had light conversation. She lived close enough that I suggested we just meet for drinks on the river. I don’t really remember her profile (this was a few years ago) and there may not have been much to read. Sarah was a dirty blonde haired, fair skinned girl; B-cups, and what looked to be long legs from her photos.

She beat me to the bar on the river, and as I’m walking up I see she’s sitting, wearing a cute jean skirt and tank top. I don’t think I held a poker face though when she stood, because she was easily 6’1” (I’m 5’9”). I’ve certainly dated girls taller than me, but it’s still a tiny shock when I’m not expecting it. I absolutely hadn’t looked at her height (that’s just not something I bother with, if I’m attracted, I’m attracted).