***NOTE: This is a pretty much fully truthful (names changed, yadda yadda) account from my memory of an encounter that happened a few days ago. I tried to tell it warts and all, so I hope you enjoy it for what it is! Also, the sex starts at the break ——-***
I’ve just got out of a 5 year relationship, which partly came to an end over our complete mismatch in libido. More specifically, I’m an insatiably horny bastard, and she basically had zero interest in sex. It sucks, we still care each other, but that on top of other reasons meant it just wasn’t working out, so we’ve parted ways.
Now, I’m a bit of a troglodyte, and when my ex and I started dating (2013) I didn’t even own a smartphone. Hence Tinder wasn’t something I’d ever used, and hearing peripherally about the kind of depraved shenanigans that people could get up to on there (from within the confines of a largely sexless relationship), always made me feel a little bit jealous. I’d fantasise about casual hook ups with gorgeous women, and I have to admit, I did download the app a couple of times just to check out what was out there. So it’s probably no surprise that within a few days of being single, and despite in many ways being an emotional wreck, I downloaded Tinder, Bumble and just about any dating app I could get my hand on in the hopes of getting that sweet, sweet, post-breakup sex.