Another o[f] [m]y crazy "Tinder-ventures" ;) [LONG] | 2016

This story is another one of my "Tinder-ventures." While it still doesn't top my British threesomes in terms of my craziest encounter, it's certainly up there. This occurred just yesterday, I have lots of background info and tons of teasing and build up, so skim if you have to, but personally I think the anticipation is the best part..

As I've mentioned in some of my other posts, I'm living in my small college town over the summer and even though it's a huge university, it's pretty much dead right now, so I've done basically nothing but pursue casual sex all summer. I've been particularly lonely (and gotten lucky!) this week because my roommate is out of town and the few friends I do have here over the summer are all gone too. I got a match from a guy who lives in the town of another big university about 45 minutes from me. He tells me he works at a bar and gets off around 11pm, so why don't i come by around 10:30, have a drink while he closes, and then we go out? What the hell, why not. I dress up in a short, waist high black skirt, cropped tshirt, and wedges. I felt pretty hot on the way there in the car if I can toot my own horn a bit.

I arrive at the restaurant which is basically empty, and upon walking through the door I see my date standing at the host podium. He's dressed in all black, looking very crisp and sexy. Let's call him Steve. He smiled at me as I walked in, and I could tell he liked what he saw.

"I'm so glad you made it," he tells me as he shakes my hand and led me to the bar. "This is my friend notreallymeee," he tells the bartender. "Make her something really tasty." At that point he left me alone to fend for myself.

I could tell the bartender knew who I was and why I was there, so I was a little shy sitting there sipping on my old fashioned while Steve started his closing duties. I was the only patron in the restaurant, so I just sort of sat there twiddling my thumbs.

Then, out of the corner of my eye, I spot him, and I can't believe what I'm seeing!

"Max!" I call out, and sure enough, the waiter turns around, and it is indeed my friend Max!

Max and I have known each other since high school (we're both 21). Earlier in the summer we had reconnected because he came up to visit me, but we hadn't talked since that night except for texting back and forth a bit. He is literally the only person I know who lives in this town, I had no idea he worked here! And yes, we used to fuck. A lot!

"Whaaat the fuuucckk," he says, laughing and running over to give me a hug. We are both over come by a fit of the giggles. I can't get over how hot he looks in his waiter's uniform, and I immediately start to feel guilty because I know exactly how this evening is going to play out.

"Wow, I thought Steve was lying when he said he had a girl coming out," he tells me, still chuckling. "I can't believe it's you!"

"This is such a weird, ridiculous coincidence," I say, and I can feel the bartender's suspicious glance on us. Even though Max is supposed to be working, he stays and chats with me. I keep seeing Steve flitting in and out of our area, who asks us how we know each other. During our lasting conversation, we can't help but touch each other casually, hands, wrists, and a few times he grabs me by the waist as we catch up. I pester him about how he never called after the last time we hung out.

At some point I reached down and brushed my hand over his ass, and he gave me a hard look full of desire. I know it's on. He apologizes and says he has to go finish some things up but that he'll call in a bit when we all go out.

I finish my drink and Steve comes back out so we can go move out our cars. "Ready to go have fun in [city]?" he asks playfully, and I say yes and follow him out.

"When you walked in, the first thing I noticed was your long, sexy legs," he tells me, and I kind of stammer out a thank you. We both get in our cars to move them and I open my phone to a text from Max which says "so how do we handle this one...?" And I get a little wet thinking about the evening that's to come. I diligently follow Steve in my car to his place and park out front. Steve let's me know he's gonna shower quickly and then we'll be on our way, so I put some music on and chill out in his living room. Not ten minutes later, Max shows up.

I call his name out as I stand, crossed the floor, and pulled him into a deep kiss. He kisses me back forcefully, but then pulls away, clasping my wrists together. "Where's Steve??" he whispers hoarsely. "In the bathroom," I tossed back, and kissed him again. He took me in his arms fervently and his tongue slipped into my mouth, his hands roaming all over my body, up under my skirt as he slipped his fingers under the fabric of my lace panties to squeeze my bare ass. I pressed myself against him and felt his huge cock hardening between my legs.

We pulled away as we heard Steve coming out of the bathroom and acted as if nothing had happened. The three of us pregamed a little in the kitchen, laughing and joking, and then we all set off for the bars together. Inexplicably Steve walked a few paces ahead of us as we all talked and walked, and Max and I kept reaching over to fondle each other as he had his back to us. It was thrilling to touch each other while at any second he could have looked back. This frenzied, secretive groping occurred even when we arrived at the bar and started drinking, our feet rubbing against each other and hands slipping under the table to caress inner thighs. We met up with more of their friends which provided the perfect cover.

While we were all sitting and drinking and chatting together, Steve leaned over to me and asked me if I was wearing a push up bra or if I was "just normally that sexy." I knew there was no fucking way I was ever sleeping with this pig. The only two comments he had made to me the entire night that weren't about himself were gross comments on my body, as if I was a lock to fuck him just because we were on a date and we had met on Tinder. I casually reached back and ran my hands over the inside of Max's leg, and he stepped closer to me.

At some point in the evening, Max realized that he was parked somewhere illegally and wanted to move his car to the lot where we were. I told Steve we were going to move the car, and he protested a bit but ultimately relented. The second we stepped out of the bar, Max grabbed me by the hand and swung me into the alley, pressing me up against the wall and kissed me hungrily, his hands all over and under my clothes. He took my full ass in his hands and smacked it under my skirt, and I could taste the whiskey on his mouth. Some guys walking by whistled at us a bit but we didn't care. His skin was red hot to the touch.

We eventually broke apart and started walking over to his car. We got in and drove to the other lot, his hand between my legs stroking my pussy the whole way there. He parked and I jumped out, meeting him at the drivers side and pressing him up against the car to kiss him again, sliding my hands up his muscular chest. We were making out like teenagers again.

"Get a room," some guys called out to us jokingly, "or don't!" they laughed, and so did we. Max yanked my skirt up quickly, exposing my ass covered only by my lacy panties, as if to show off his property. The guys cheered and kept on walking. We started walking back towards the bar , barely able to keep our hands off one another. He kept casually flicking my skirt up, and i know he enjoyed showing me off to whoever was walking behind us.

"Let's stop in here for a bit," he said, and pulled me into a nightclub. We flashed our IDs at the door and pushed our way onto the dance floor. I draped my arms around his neck and kissed him deeply before turning around and pressing my ass against his pelvis as we began to dance. I swung my hips, grinding into him, and felt his cock hardening between my ass cheeks. It was all i could do not to pull my panties aside and have him take me there amongst all the sweaty bodies. I felt his hands roaming all over me, his face in my neck. We set a rhythm together and he guided my hips with my hands, his thumbs hooked into the waistband of my skirt.

"They're gonna wonder where we went," I told him reluctantly, and led him by the hand out of the club back to the bar where Steve was with his friends. Max and I had surreptitiously stopped drinking since we had left to go move his car because we both knew we were gonna have to drive again soon, and one by one Max informed his friends of the situation. They all seemed strangely amused by it for some reason, encouraging us to keep up the show so they could see how long it took for Steve to cotton on. We continued to grab at each other while Steve wasn't looking, even slipping in a few kisses. The secrecy was making me wetter than I had ever been.

At around 2am, the bars closed and we all wandered back up the street to Steve's loft. Everyone was belligerently drunk except Max and I, who strolled a few paces behinds he others, his hand at the small of my back. When we got up to the apartment, Steve stayed out on the balcony to smoke a cigarette and I wandered inside to grab my things out of his room. Max followed.

As soon as we were in Steve's room, Max slammed the door shut behind me and pulled me in to him, his mouth hot on mine. His hands grabbed my breasts roughly, squeezing. He flipped my shirt up and buried his face between my tits, licking, sucking.. I let out a little moan, my pussy was getting so hot and wet...

The door flew open. "What are you guys doing in here? Why are you in my room?!" Get out!" Steve roared, and we both scurried past him as fast as we could. The door had already slammed behind us before I realized I had left my bag in the room. I saw the door open again, and my bag was flung out. Max and I looked at each other, and then burst out laughing. I picked up my things and we were out the door like a shot. I followed him in his car to parents house.

We arrived, and the two of us snuck into his backyard in the dead of night, him leading me by the hand. We slipped through the back door and into the basement. The house was silent as the grave, and my flesh tingled at the electricity in the air. Neither of us spoke, it felt as if we might wake up the house itself. Quietly, I sat down on the couch, him on the opposite one, and I began slowly and sensually untying my shoes and slipping them off. I took them off painstakingly, slowly. In the dark I saw him run his hands over the front of his pants.

"Come here," he cooed, sending a little jolt through my pussy. I crossed the remaining distance between us lightly and slid in next to him. I kissed him softly, and then grew more passionate, his tongue forcing it's way into my mouth. I flung my leg over him so that I was straddling him, and heard an audible "yes" hiss out of his mouth as he gripped my hips and ground my pussy into his pelvis. His mouth was open and hungry for mine. As we grinded against each other, he shoved his hands under my shirt and lifted it off. I unbuttoned his while he kissed my breasts and unsnapped my bra. My breasts swung free and he clung to them and slurped my nipples into his mouth hungrily. I moaned softly, still trying to stay quiet. Still straddling him, I slid down his legs, kissing down his chest as I went, and unbuttoned his pants, pulling them off with his underwear in one fluid motion.

There it was. Now, I'm not a size queen, but his dick is the biggest one I have ever seen. It's easily 10 inches, no joke, and thick, so much that the first time we had sex I had to work to fit it inside me, wet as I was. I was drooling just looking at it. I quickly slipped out of my skirt and panties and settled in on his cock. He moaned as I took him in my mouth, struggling to fit as much as I could down my throat. I licked him and kissed him and sucked him, worshipping his gigantic cock. His breathing came heavy as he wound his fingers into my hair, gently guiding my head up and down. I pulled his cock out of my mouth with a loud 'pop' and he grabbed me by my elbows and pulled me back up to him, kissing me. He licked his fingers and slipped them into my pussy, but I didn't need it, I was already dripping wet.

"Do you have..." I whispered breathlessly between kissed.

"Fuck... I don't have one. Do you trust me?" He asked, his hands massaging my ass. I know I shouldn't have, but I was so horny from the whole night that I didn't care.

"Just pull out," I whispered, gripped his cock, and slipped it inside of me. We both groaned as it went in, and his cock felt like a drop of water after years in the desert, it was so good.. He slid his arms around my waist as we began to fuck, slowly but picking up speed. His face was buried in my tits and I fought with everything I could not to start screaming aloud, which came out as quiet, choked off moans.

He flipped me over so I was on the ottoman, my ass in the air. He grabbed it with both hands and slid his cock in me from behind. I was so full of him, my pussy was wet and tight around him. He kept building up the intensity, then stopping, then building and stopping again.

"I'm sorry, it just feels so good, you're so tight," he said, giggling.

"Here," I whispered, and slid down onto the floor, pulling the blanking with me so I was lying face down, my legs together and my ass slightly raised up. I know this position drives him wild. He plunged into me like a diver, and soon he was fucking me wildly. He grabbed me by the neck and held me down as he pounded away at my pussy. I couldn't help it anymore, I started moaning aloud with every thrust.

"Let me ride you again," I tell him, wrestling him down to the floor. "Obviously," he breathed, letting his arms fall above his head. I raked my hands down his chest as I climbed on his cock and began sliding up and down it. His eyes closed in ecstasy as he clutched at my tits. I could feel my pussy juice dripping all over his cock and balls, making my thighs sticky. I felt my orgasm building in my stomach and clutched at him hungrily.

"I need you from behind again," he said gruffly, "I just love your ass so much," he laughs, and flips me over. I raise my ass slightly, presenting it to him. "Fuck," he whimpers, and slammed his cock into me. I couldn't take it anymore, I let out a wail and came all over his cock, my pussy clenching and unclenching. I rode the wave as he continued to fuck me.

Suddenly I felt him withdraw. I reached out to bring him back into me, but then realized what was happening. He moaned as he spurted hot sticky cum all over my ass. He buried it between my cheeks, shakily. We both basked in a glow.

Not nearly long enough later, he got up to clean himself off. I laid on the ground feeling like a sexual goddess, my ass covered in cum. He brought me back a few tissues and wiped me off, slowly. We fell back onto the floor a few feet apart, sighing. It was like being on the moon. In the dark, I felt him reach for my hand, and we clutched each other's fingers.

We giggled.