My (M35) sluttiest (sober) 3-hour stand with a (F34) hot Aussie traveler [MF]

In between serious relationships, I was a pretty serious slut on the apps. While I was looking for a lovely woman to be a partner, I was also quite open to short-term, no-strings-attached adventure if that’s where the vibe went. This is the story of the shortest-term, no-strings-attached-est hookup I had.

I live in a city that happens to be a hub for various outdoor activities and also bachelor/bachelorette parties, so people tend to come through either as travelers or transients. And you also get a lot of dating app tourist women, sampling the wares of this notorious city but not actually interested to meet up. I got a different vibe when I matched with (let’s call her) Jenny, a blond, 34 year old Aussie chick who looked more like 31, and whose profile hinted that she lived somewhere in Central America.

Jenny’s profile painted her as an outdoorsy, active type – a natural, no-makeup looking face with a nice smile and eyes, a climber’s body, lithe, but strong, virtually no boobs, and just enough of an ass to grab onto (but not much more). She seemed fun, interesting. We talked about Australia where I have some family, and she let me know she was leaving in a few days but would be glad to grab a drink. My limited experience with Aussie women has been very positive, so I figured it was worth a gamble.

The absolute hottest [F23]irst date of all ti[M35]e turns into the best multi-month fling of my life [MF]

I happen to travel a lot for work, and in particular to the rural countryside of a certain formerly-European Island nation. Sometimes work stress kills my libido, and sometimes it makes me horny AF. On one particular trip, I was feeling frisky and swiping on Tinder (and probably slowly stroking myself). People have types, and this country’s ladies were not mine – caked makeup and photo effects, not a lot to bring to the table intellectually, not very active or fit, heavy drinkers, generally just hard to connect with. But all of a sudden, I was completely surprised – after countless left swipes, up came a woman who was exactly down my fairway.

Her photos were of mountain biking, hiking, drinking beer with workout clothes on – exactly the vibe of my active city here in North America. In fact, she was FROM my city. She even seemed to have the same dual citizenship as me, and strangely enough, we had similar facial features and body types… She was blonde, blue eyes, a bit stern looking but with a surprising megawatt smile in the photos where she flashed it. Some fascinating book recommendations in the profile. Sporty, a sneaky fantastic ass from a few of the outdoorsy photos (the most important thing for me), and honestly, my perfect type – small tits. I love me a tomboy.

[MF] She [F32] woke me [M37] up from a nap for a quickie, and sent me photos of the aftermath

Long time reader, first time poster.

I was fairly heavy on the dating scene last year, hitting the apps, getting excited to match with ladies my type (often redheads or fair-haired, athletic, natural, great butts, and for whatever reason — small boobs — shoutout r/smalltitsbigass), occasionally feeling a spark. I’ve been a real fuckboi in the past, but this time I was looking for something more serious, albeit willing to ease in.

When I matched with Julia (fake name), my heart fluttered. She was a super active looking nurse, 5’9″, looked like the kind of girl who used to be a 3-sport athlete in high school. She had a great, wide, cheshire cat smile and huge frizzy red hair like the girl from Pixar’s Brave.

We had a few beers in the park and hit it off. Great chemistry, jokes, some serious connections around family and values. We made out right after sunset. From there, it spiraled into that special kind of can’t-keep-our-hands-off-each-other fiery explosion of chemistry.