My Tinder crush

This quarantine has been making me do a lot of stuff that I normally would never partake in, one of which being downloading the Tinder App and matching with someone very much out of my league.

At first just like every normal girl, I thought he must have matched with me out of boredom and every right swipe counts towards an end goal for men. It's just we don't know how low men's standards are during quarantine cause they must be bored out of their minds during this lockdown.

I matched with a very good-looking guy as I previously mentioned, but this time it was a different interaction, something I had never received, he asked questions to get to know me in more details. Usually, guys on this App solely want sex or something related to sex, but he wasn't like that at all. It was a nice change in differences. We talked for a couple of hours, which felt like minutes to me, I tend to rant about a lot of joyful topics about my life, letting him get to know the real me. I learned a few things about him, but I wasn't sure if he saw me as a potential love interest. I was getting mixed signals from him and I remember telling myself over and over not to catch feelings for this guy cause it will end badly and I would not want that to happen. When he was taking me home, I so badly just wanted to kiss him, you know when you have a healthy conversation with a man, and he is not like other men so you want to treasure him for a bit while you have the chance, and just take your shot even if he may potentially shut you down? Yeah, I was in that pickle and I badly wanted to make the move on him first, this never happened to me before, I was never the type to up and be assertive about what I wanted. At that moment, he was all I wanted.

For the sake of his privacy, I am going to address him as Lucas.

As he took me home, I went in for a side hug, hoping he would make a move and not let me feel like a horn dog. He hugged me and let go, as he let go. I saw him stare into my eyes and it was at that time I knew I had my in and it was time for me to shoot my shot, and I went in for a kiss. Let me tell you, he kissed like no one I have ever kissed. Girls usually kiss good, cause we are very good at it, but he was even better than the girls I've kissed in my life. His kiss was above the level most men are equipped to handle and give. I honestly, got turned on by his kiss, I wanted to know what else he was good at. I was telling myself not to catch feelings as I got more engrossed in the kiss, as he slipped some tongue in and I swirled my tongue around. He bit my lip playfully and my fingers immediately began running through his hair, going along his jawline, I knew I was horny, I could feel myself getting wet. I got wet and horny over a kiss... a kiss... never in my life has this ever happened with a guy before.

He began getting assertive, and I love assertive men, he pulled my seat down as his hands wandered around my body as if it was a treasure map. He was gentle and patient with me, he reached down for my pants and I nodded letting him he was in the clear of going further, he was truly respectable. But deep down, I kinda assumed this would be the last I see of him, usually, younger guys who try to do sexual things with me, besides sex don't bother messaging the next day. With that being said, unlike other guys, this one was different, or he felt different. It was as if I was okay with him not messaging, even though I secretly did want him to.

As I nodded at him, letting him unzip my pants, he began pulling them down, but not all the way. We were in public and he did not want anyone walking past to see us. His car windows were tinted, his car was kind of low so if someone wanted to see in his car, they would have to press their face against the car glass to look in. It was also getting dark, no one would be able to make out our faces. He kissed me once more as his hand slowly made its way into my pants, got under my thong and pulled it up and to the side, this caused me to moan, the thong rubbed against my clit as it was pulled to the side, I was even more turned on, I could not wait for what he was going to do next. As I exhaled, he slowly rubbed my clit, he could feel it throbbing as he noticed I was already wet. His fingers lingered around as he teased me, slowly inserting one finger and immediately taking it out. I began to desire him more, wanting his finger inside me and never leaving.

Without warning he then forcefully shoved his finger inside me, I let out a moan that followed with an orgasm. I could not believe that happened. That never happened before. It usually took guys a couple of minutes before me climaxing, but with Lucas it was different. I was a different person with him, I could feel him smiling as he began fingering me faster and faster, my juices all over his finger. If I could orgasm to just his finger, I began pondering what it would be like to have sex with him. I wanted him so much more, not only was he charming on the outside, he was a catch on the inside too as well as this dark side that I did not see coming.

After he made me cum a couple of times, he told me it is getting late and he did not want my parents to worry that I had been out a little late. How could a person be this perfect? How could I get so lucky? I had to remind myself yet again not to catch feelings for him, it would only end badly if I did. I told myself this as I forced myself to leave his car. He had to push me out because my legs were still shaking, and my desire for him began to grow. Him pushing me out did help me not catch feelings at that time. Call me old school, but a guy coming around to open the door, to let you out after orgasm as much as I did would have topped it off, and I truly believe I would have caught feelings if he did that. So maybe it was a good thing he didn't, and besides I can open the door, just my legs did not want to work with me.

That night all I could do was think about him, the way he smiled, the way he looked at me when he was listening to my stories, the way he kissed me - man oh man was he able to kiss well and the way he took control of my body when I certainly had no control over it. He was one in a million, I have never met anyone like him before and I knew I may never will.

He texted me the next day, leaving a bit of ambiance in the air, asking what I was doing, fully knowing I was going to ask him to hang out with me. This time when he came to pick me up he asked me if I wanted to go over to his place. I was already suspecting sex was going to take place due to me wearing the same color thong and bra, I was practically asking for it.

He was driving us to his place, he had his hand on my thigh, caressing it making me get very hot and bothered, wanting him right then and there but I knew I would have to wait until we got to his place. I also knew when we got to his place I have to act like a lady so we could not go into sex right off the bat, there has to be foreplay before we could take it to that level. I will say, he is extremely good at foreplay as well. All round, anything related to sex, or anything sexual he is very very very good at it.

We were on the couch watching a movie, where he looked at me and I could feel him staring, thus I looked back at him, as I did he leaned in for a kiss, but this kiss was the initiator, the kiss that woke up the demon inside me. As his tongue entered my mouth, my body began to shake. It was as if I could not control my body any longer. He took my body shaking as a sign as he pushed me down on the couch and got on top of me, still kissing me passionately. I let out soft moans as he made out with me. He then pulled my shirt off and I pulled off his or tried to at least. He then smirked as he got up pulling off my pants as they do in the porno, he pulled off my panties and he slipped out of his pants. He got on top of me once again and he was hard, rock hard, he shoved it in rapidly, entering my tight pussy. I began moaning and groaning as he entered me, my eyes rolled to the back of my head as my nails drew on his back, leaving quite a few marks. He then stopped and took me to his bedroom where we continued on his bed. When we got to his bed, he transformed into a sex monster. The positions he had me in was nothing I ever experienced. He maintained eye contact which I was not used to either. He took his time to find all of my pleasure points, taking advantage of them as he found them. He does not ejaculate easily, it takes him a while which made it a lot of fun for me because I can orgasm multiple times.

He was on top of me the whole time, during his thrusts, he elevated my waist by putting a pillow under it, he got deep inside me. He then took my legs and crossed and folded towards my stomach and in that position he got in deeper, hitting all the right spots. I started moaning and groaning as he got deeper inside me, I felt as if I was about to explode with so much pleasure. My toes began to curl every time I orgasmed, it got to a point where my toes began to hurt.

The pain was a pleasurable pain that I slowly got addicted too. I could feel my inner thighs muscles getting sore by the minute. He then pushed my legs closer to my body, he thrust inside me much harder this time, and I 0rgasmed repeatedly. Every time he would thrust out, my pussy would quiver, and when he entered back in harder than the last time, I would instantly orgasm. My pussy vibrating as he entered me roughly. I opened my eyes to see his reaction, and I could see him looking down at me smirking. At that moment I did not want him out of me, I did not want him to stop ever. I wanted him to keep going until I could not anymore.

That did not stop him though, he kept me in that position and his arms came down around my head, his hands spread apart as they came towards my neck. He smirked as he choked me slowly and that gave me this high that made me that much horny, wanting him to never stop ever. He flipped me over, got my on my knees, and pounded me doggy style, I kept orgasming over and over. He then surprised me by putting his hand on my clit, rubbing it as he pounded me so roughly. The room filled up with my moans, my juices, and my sweat, he was giving me a workout of a lifetime.

He then straightened my legs and pounded me that way for a couple of minutes, the tightness of my pussy lips and his cock stretching me out. His mission in life was to make me orgasm multiple times, and his mission was accomplished. He then flipped me over and pounded me again, this time pulling my hair and when my hands tried to push him away he held my hands down too, making me more excited to what he had in store. He then pounded me like no tomorrow, holding my thighs down, placing my thighs on his shoulders and getting inside me deeper. He then was ready to cum, I begged him to cum inside me, I wanted all his cum wrapped all around me. He complied and came to a huge load inside me, it was so huge that it began pouring out. I took my finger inserted it inside my pussy and took a bit of his cum out and licked it up looking at him. He smirked and whisked me to the shower to go for another round.

Safe to say caught feelings for this man very easily and it wasn't the sex that got me, it was his attention to detail and being such a giving guy. Sex with him is on another level, something I will never trade anything for.