I try out the Tinder online dating app, which although is pretty silly, matched me with a cool guy who I ended up going on a couple of dates with! Tinder Sex is a thing now, and I’m pretty happy I did it!
I downloaded the Tinder app recently, it’s fairly simple to use. Swipe to the right to like someone, swipe to the left if not. I get a couple of matches, and start messaging various guys. Some of them send vulgar messages that might as well be “you have tits, let’s fuck.” and some of them send really long messages that I can’t be bothered to read. One guy however grabs my attention, making a joke and talking about food. We decide to meet up and go on a date.
The date is at a basement wine bar. I stand outside wearing jeans and a tank top. He comes up to me in jeans, a shirt and blazer. I’m not instantly attracted to him, but after we order food and wine, he grows on me. He’s charming and full of funny stories, and by the end of my glass of wine, I ask him out on a second date. I’m not sure if this is the right protocol or not but he accepts an we decide to meet up at the weekend. The second date is also a success, and before I know it I’m on a fourth date which happens to be watching a film at his place.
I’m actually a little nervous, because a part of my head still thinks Tinder isn’t a place to find romance. Just a place to meet people for Tinder sex. However I like this guy and he’s been nothing but a gentleman. He picks me up at the station, I’m wearing a short but frilly black dress. He points out nice bars and restaurants as we walk back to his place, which has a ping-pong table in the living room. We go up to his room and put on a DVD. He has glasses of sparkling wine ready, and we snuggle closely on the bed to watch V for Vendetta. I find it hard to concentrate though, my mind instead thinking of how nice he smells, my body completely aware of him next to me.
He catches me staring at him, and I panic for one brief moment. He smiles though and instead leans in to kiss me. I almost sink into the bed. The kiss feels very nice. His tongue is warm when I open my mouth, and we kiss gently for a while. His right hand moves from it’s place on my knee to start stroking up my thigh, his left going around to the small of my back, pulling me closer to him. I wrap my own arms around his neck, and somehow we both move backwards onto him, so before I know it I’m straddling him as he sits with his back against the headboard.
I blush a bright red colour, because for some reason I’m still feeling nervous. I don’t want him to think I don’t like this though however, and so I lean forward to kiss him again, deeply. In response he puts both his hands on my thighs, riding my dress up to feel my buttocks, squeezing each cheek firmly. The sensation causes my body to wriggle, almost grinding against him. It suddenly feels wrong that we’re both clothed, and so I start pulling at his top, letting my hands roam the hot skin underneath, my fingers wrapping into his chest hair. He pulls my top off, and takes a moment to stare at my breasts, my nipples already straining out under the bra I’m wearing.
I pull my hands back and unclasp the bra hook, letting it fall down and my boobs spill out. He takes one nipple into his mouth, sucking and licking. His tongue feels so hot, and watching as he switches to take the other breast turns me on more than I thought. My panties are soaked, and I try to unbutton his trousers and take them off so I can take my own panties off too. He has to help though, and soon we’re back in the same position, only this time we’re naked and our lower bodies are dangerously close.
He rolls me off him, so I’m lying flat on my back. He takes my hand and starts to place kisses up my arm. Kisses at the base of my neck, in the valley between my breasts, soft touches down my belly until his face is now between my legs. I take in a quick breath, still unused to a man going down on me. He starts to kiss and lick my inner thigh, and his hands reach down to cup my bottom and leverage me up. His tongue starts to probe around my lips, flick against my clit. He runs it down from the clitoris, down the slit and then back up. He pushes inside me and my back arches, my hands clenching tightly at the bedsheets as waves of pleasure assault my body. It’s getting harder and harder to think, although I know I’m only getting wetter and closer to climaxing.
I close legs around his head, pull away. Part of me whats to cum right there on his face, but a bigger part knows I can’t last long and I desperately want him inside of me. I look him in the eye, my lips slightly parted, sweat dripping down my face. He moves over, takes a condom out of the bedside table and poises over me. I take a moment to calm down, relax a little. I wrap my arms around his neck, pull him in to kiss me and at the moment he enters me in one fluid motion.
He fucks me slowly, letting his penis go all the way in, pulling out, then driving it back in to the base. Sometimes he’s gentle, but sometimes he thrusts hard. It’s a teasing, mean way to do it. I feel close to cumming, but I can’t. Instead I find myself lifting my hips to meet him, wrapping my legs around his waist, trying every way I can to urge him to fuck me faster. He changes his pace, he starts to really pump into me. My entire body shakes with every thrust, I can feel him filling me up. It feels amazing, I cry into his shoulder, hold myself closer as I feel the building of a climax coming. I can’t stay quiet though, and as I cum I bite his shoulder in an attempt to not disturb the neighbours. I still call out very loudly though, and he makes some noise to tell me he’s following, giving a few, final hard thrusts.
We both collapse onto the bed, the movie credits rolling up on the TV. We’re sweaty, panting but laughing. I think it was one of the most fun experiences in my sex life to date, and I’m very happy my Tinder Sex experience went so well!