Author: tropicaloca17

New year’s resolution: have more sex. It’s good for your mental health and it’s good cardio too.

I met this guy on reddit a while back but I don’t remember any of the details: how, when or why it didn’t work out but I remembered him. He stood out somehow but I didn’t know why that actually was.

A few days ago a new message request came in and his username felt vaguely familiar.

“Wouldn’t suppose you’d be up and feeling for a conversation?”

I responded to his message: “Where are you from?” I wasn’t going to bother with someone from faraway so I wanted that out of the way before I even said hi. Looking back it was a cold reply and he took days to respond, I almost passed it off as a dead end but 2 days later he responded and we moved to Telegram.

He sent me his photo and he looked familiar but not someone i knew so I asked: have we chatted before? I felt like we did but it didn’t work out then and i didn’t know why… he agreed and we decided to start off fresh. Read more »

I saw this guy on Tinder, his profile just said “Lion, 24” and there was a photo of him in dark shades sitting on the bow of a boat sailing pristine seas. I swiped right and we instantly matched. “Hey!”, Lion quickly said and the rest is a blur. We moved to Viber and planned to meet up that night at my place. I met him in the parking lot at almost midnight, hopped into his car and he asked: “Aren’t you afraid I’m a killer?” “No” I answered. He kissed me deeply and passionately as if we had known each other for a long time. He grabbed my breasts as I felt out his rock hard cock beneath his sweatpants. It was dark but we looked each other in the eyes and smirked. “Let’s go up”, I coaxed and he obliged.

We ran up to my room. Our eyes were glued to each other as the elevator climbed the floors in what felt like an eternity then we rushed down the hall and I fumbled with my keys. We tumbled into my room and just as the door closed behind him, he pinned me up against the door and began kissing me wildly, biting and gasping between kisses. He was rough, raw, wild, untamed. He spun me around and started grinding he hard cock against my ass while he reached his hand into my pants to check how wet I was—soaking wet. Read more »