In all my other stories I’ve talked about sleeping with/hooking up with people, but it’s always been with someone I’ve met before hand.
I decided to download tinder.
You come across some strange people on there, but also some extremely nice people. I matched with an incredibly beautiful guy on there. Imagine Tom Daly, then make him 10 times hotter… I know right. Not only that, he’s in the RAF!
Usually on tinder, people generally start up a conversation with you before trying to bed you. But not this guy (let’s call him James). James cuts straight to the point. I receive a message saying “I’ll cut to the chase, I’m looking for someone to have wild sex with, no strings attached. Could that be you?” I burst out laughing at the message and didn’t reply.
But then a day passes and I remember how lonely I am. How much I miss a man’s touch. I look through his profile and remember just how good looking he is and something comes over me. I reply to his message “fuck it, why not”. He asks me when I’m free and we plan to meet that night. I shower and begin getting ready. I did my hair and my makeup and it wasn’t until I sat on my bed, trying to decide what to wear, that I burst into a fit of laughter. Of course I’m not going to drive all the way to the RAF base camp, to meet a total stranger, just for sex!!!! I was in absolute hysterics. I message my friends telling them I nearly did something really bad. I then message James on tinder and let him know I’m not coming, before quickly unmatching him. I put my pyjamas on and head downstairs to sit with my family.
I’m in the lounge with my entire family when I receive a friend request on facebook. Of course, how could it be anyone other than RAF James. I didn’t respond to the friend request, but I also received a message. He asked me why I’d unmatched him. We end having a bit of a conversation and he spends the next hour or so trying to convince me to come. The issue was, I was actually becoming tempted! I message my friend for advice and she encouraged me to go (I later found out that it wasn’t actually her, but her friend. Cheers for that Danny!) After a little encouragement from my friend (actually from Danny) I ended up going. I warn him before hand that I’m not on any contraception and that he would need to use a condom.
I pull up at the RAF base camp and James meets me in the car park. For some reason, he told me I had to bring I.D with me, which I thought was strange but I ignored it. Turns out that it’s because I have to go through security before I can even enter the actual car park. Anyway, security checked my I.D and I then had to pose for a photo so they can print me an I.D card (this already seems like far too much hassle) I get my I.D card and am then allowed to enter the car park. I get checked again, once inside the car park and we can finally continue on into his dorm.
You would have thought it would be pretty awkward, but it wasn’t at all. I actually felt quite comfortable. We begin to kiss and it becomes very clear to me that he does this alot. He’s a good kisser! Things start to heat up and each kiss becomes harder. His tongue brushes mine and it sends shivers down my spine. He undresses me, slowly, with a look of hunger in he’s eyes. His hands begin to wonder around my body until he reaches my legs. They slowly begin to creep further up my thigh, but he stops just centimetres away. He holds his fingers there, stroking me, taunting me. He knows how much I want him. I cant hide it any longer. After teasing me for what felt like hours, he finally gives me what I want. I’m so overwhelmed with pleasure that I let out a groan. (He definitely does this alot)
I begin to let my hands work their magic on him, before he flips me onto my back and forces himself inside me. It’s going well, almost too well. He picks up the pace, he’s going harder and deeper and FUUUUCKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!! I scream out in pain!
He stops for a minute while I deal with the pain, then carries on. It wasn’t the wrong hole at all. He meant to do that.
I eventually manage to get him to stop and I lie on the bed feeling violated. Did he really just fuck me in the ass hole?!
I’m fast asleep when I feel something start poking me in the back. Then his arms reach across my body and he turns me onto my back. He begins kissing my neck slowly and then his lips meet my mouth. He’s not done with me yet. There’s something about how dominant he is that completely turns me on. He begins to fuck me again, only this time, I realise he’s not wearing a condom. But I’m enjoying it too much to say anything. ‘It’s fine’ I think to myself, ‘he knows he can’t finish inside me’. Suddenly, he stops with a pleasured look on his face. He rolls back onto the bed and sighs. Did he just…? I run to the toilet and it becomes very apparent that he just came inside me.
The next morning I have to leave early to head to a family party. He says goodbye to me at the bedroom door… he’s not gonna walk me out then. I make my way out of his dorm, still wearing last night’s clothes. As I’m walking to my car, I can hear music. The closer I get to my car, the loader it gets. I get to the car park and what would be right infront of my car but a huge fucking marching band and a group of RAF soldiers lined up saluting. Of course they would all be staring at me. Of course i would be in last night’s clothes. Of course I have sex hair. It couldn’t be more obvious that I was doing the walk of shame. I get into my car, cheeks red with embarrassment and make my way out of the car park. Only problem is, I don’t know the fucking way out. I end up driving past the soldiers 3 times before heading in the right direction.
So was was it really worth:
- the petrol money
- The security check
- The extremely sore, gaping ass hole
- The lack of sleep
- The fact I then had to go and get the morning after pill
- the worst walk of shame I’ve ever had in my life!
It may not have been worth it for the sex, but it sure as hell was worth it for the story!
Moral of the story… be careful who you meet up with on tinder!