If you want the good part, skip to the ***********

A couple of months ago, I decided to open up Tinder after a month, maybe 2, of ignoring it. I do this often. It's a shit app in my area. Always has been. Profile has gone from basic, borderline charming with full profile, maybe 8 pics. What I was looking for. The whole shebang. After a while, I told myself after swiping on everybody, looking at others profiles looking for real, no hook up, I figured I'd be honest. Like, real honest. Tinder is for hooking up. You want a date, go ask a neighbor to take you to the zoo. Anyway, that's not what this is quite about. Back to the beginning, a couple of months ago, I matched with this woman. Couple years younger than me. My first message has lately been the same. Asking my matches why they swiped me cause obviously we're not looking for the same thing. This particular woman decided she was intrigued and wanted to talk more. So, we did.

Eventually, our conversation found its way to discovering we're both on fetlife. She looked me up first, and I remember her excitement when she saw that I was into CNC. We talked a little bit more. Her interest and "origin". Mine as well. Asked if we would like to exchange numbers. She suggested another. Ok. Fine with me. I don't quite remember how long it was from conversation to actually meeting. Our first meet lasted about 10inutes before we were removing each other's clothes. Good first meet if I were to say so. Next meet, I went to her place. Then mine. Then hers. We got back into talking about CNC again (going over rules, limits, safewords) and wanted to just go for it. I told her to leave the door unlocked. While she was waiting, I was already in her parking lot. Played it off like I was on my way. Mask on and pillowcase in my hand, she turned to see me, shortly after, the pillowcase was over her head. I grabbed her and pulled her to the floor, bending her over her recliner. Spanking her. Pulling her hair. Shoving her face into the chair. My pants ce off even quicker than that and I was already inside her. After several thrusts, I pulled out and threw her to the floor. Admittedly, it was a little harder than I had anticipated. She hit her head. Oops. But I kept going in my role. We eventually made it to her bedroom where we finished our date. She had fun. So did I. But...

We continued to see more of each other over the passing days. She took me to my first concert in my 43 years. About a week after that, my family went out of town. So I decided since we talked about having a date in the daytime, why not invite her over. She was a little under the influence. We had already talked about having a good time when she arrived. She uber'd. She's responsible. When she got here, we sat, talked, gave her a bottle of water. About 20 minutes later, we were going at it. We've had a great time each and every time. And this wasn't different. After I was done, she went back to her water and laid on my couch. She hadn't slept the night before. I kept myself occupied while she slept. It's my place. Plenty to do. I actually made lunch. Did the dishes.

After that, I sat on the couch at her feet. Hand on her ankles went up her leg to the back of the thigh. It wasn't long until my hand was underneath her knee length dress, grasping her ass. She didn't move a muscle. In a peaceful slumber. I stayed naked after the first round. So I was already starting to get hard again. Back down her leg, then back up under the dress again. Speaking her ass. She was laying on her side. My thumb rubbing her pussy between her legs. Still no movement. That was until I grabbed her left leg (on top) amd separated it from her right. Rolled her over, half of the couch and was inside her for the second time that day. Her eyes opened, showing a little bit of shock. Startled. My hands were on the middle of her back, holding her down. She moans into the cushion with every thrust. My hands move down her back, onto her ass. Looking at her vacant hole, just wondering if it would like to be used as much if not more than this wet one I have taken. Unfortunately, I didn't. She had no idea that was gonna happen. But, she hadn't complained. In fact, she asked me to promise I'd do it again. Like I need her permission.

We continued throughout the day. I made dinner in between. Cause I'm a good host. She knows I want to violate her body (and I did and would do again as long as i want), not her trust. We ended up having sex twice more after that. 4 total for the day. Would've gone more but she didn't feel up to spending the night. Ok. No problem. We'll see each other again soon.

She gave me the green light to post this. She's a redditor as well. So, any thoughts you feel like sharing, she will see them. Not sure if she herself will respond or have me be the middle man. Hope you enjoyed as much as we did.