First date with Sarah from Tinder [MF]

Sarah and I met on Tinder. She was 8 years younger than me at 24 years old. Asian, 5’7”, fit from spin classes. She wore a one piece jumper on our first date, thin straps showing off her shoulders and neck.

Our conversation on Tinder was brief, but we exchanged numbers and agreed to meet up. We didn’t flirt much, and so I wasn’t expecting much from the date.

We met at a bar we could both walk to. I got there first and waited outside since she said she was close. We hugged and went inside. The bar was loud and it was hard to maintain a conversation. We talked a little bit about work, but she was shy and quiet and the loud music was making it hard to get into the flow of a fun conversation. It felt like meeting someone for a work dinner, not a fun first date.

I asked if shew wanted to try a quieter place down the street, she smiled and nodded, downing the rest of her dirty martini while I finished my negroni.

Making out, fingering, and fucking my way through a break up [MF] [MF] [MF]

If you read my first post then you know how awkward I was in my early 20s. This story happens last year, about a decade later, after another long-term relationship ended. I’d like to think I was a bit more confident and had a lot more fun:

This relationship was one that should’ve ended long before it did, we both hung on, thinking it would eventually work. It didn’t. It ended friendly enough, we don’t talk, I mostly felt relief when she left my apartment for the last time.

And within hours I was swiping on apps: Tinder, Bumble, Hinge, you name it, I tried it. The first month and a half after the break up was fun, I ended up going on a lot of dates, but the three most memorable from that first month are Sally, Anna, Nadine.

**Sally**

48 hours after the break up I fucked Sally. We matched on Tinder and chatted for a few hours, our conversation full of sexual innuendo. Sally was South Asian, short, a little bit of extra weight at 5’3” and around 130lbs, but she was cute and clearly looking to have fun.

The awkward build up to amazing sex [MF]

I had just broken up with my girlfriend, Natalie, of 7 years. We dated at the end of high school, through college, and for about a year and a half after college while we were long distance. She ended up making out with a co-worker, which led to a big fight that lasted most of a month.

After a few weeks I’d mostly figured out we were moving on and was actually okay with it—it was my first big break up and it was hard, but a good learning experience. Then out of the blue I get a text from Natalie that she’s planning to come visit me. She had bought a ticket before the fight and wanted to talk in person.

I was excited—maybe this would all work out. I fantasized about fucking her, tying her up, and her unbelievable blowjobs. But the weekend was uneventful, she actually ended up leaving early, and I had mixed feelings. It’s sad to lose a relationship, but I had also already started moving on. And so I started swiping on the apps about an hour after she left.