I matched with this guy, Garry, on Tinder in November last year. We started chatting and clicked pretty well. He’s a bit older than me, in his mid 30s to my 26. Bald, tall, handsome face. He was in decent shape, Muscular arms and shoulders over a bit of a beer gut from a swimsuit photo on his profile.
I on the other hand am a BBW and he was very up front that he was into that. I’m 5’9”, Black straight hair past my shoulders, 42-DD tits, wide hips, thick thighs, ass that sticks out behind me, thick tighs and a round belly – that’s me. Once we’d been chatting a while and things started to get steamy, he was gushing about my photos and how my body looked, particularly in my own swimsuit pics.
We agreed to meet for a drink. I wore a low cut top, short skirt and matching underwear. We met, chatted, had a few drinks, kissed a bit. After two drinks I asked him if he wanted to come back to my place, when he sighed and admitted he was doing No Nut November.