1 Alicia - In The Car With Tinder Date

It was about 2 years ago when I was active on Tinder, I had broken up from a long term relationship, and was back on the market of singles. Unlike most of my competition, I have been told to have a really cool and cute vibe, making me very approachable.

I recall my first meetup with Alicia, we walked around the park near her condominium, but the whole time I was with her, she was scared stiff of me - one of those girls who thinks offline meeting will end up with her getting kidnapped. Even till this day, it cracks me up!

After meeting her several times, we started to hug and cuddle in the car, and with how naughty my hands are... our meet up sessions quickly became intimate.

During this time, I held multiple jobs, while trying to make my career work, I was not only teaching under two different companies, I was also private tutoring. This meant that the time I had to myself was limited, and thus, the time I had for anyone else even more so.

However, it became apparent and obvious that she couldn't have enough of me. Not only is she constantly texting me, she likes to tear up and guilt trip me into meeting her more often. I would always feel bad for neglecting her, because she would meet me anytime in a heartbeat, and I couldn't do the same for her.

Thus I made several promises to Alicia, that I would bring her out, that I would drive to her place whenever I'm available, and this lead to a lot of cuddling, and a lot of intimacy, and before I knew it... I had parked my car near her condominium, and we're both touching each other in the backseat.

"You're wet." I stared at her, running my hands up her skirt, and down her underwear, and around that wet spot.

"And... you're hard." She whispers into my ear in response, as if to counter what I said.

"You know, there's a story about how a girl and a boy were stranded and had to spend the night together. The girl worriedly told the boy not to touch her or have any pervasive ideas, or he'll be a perverted beast. The boy promised her so she would rest well. Next morning, the girl gave him a tight slap. Do you know why?"

"Haha, because he gave in to temptations?" I answered with a laugh, not sure why she had to tell me a story at this time.

"No... because he didn't. He was even less than a perverted beast. He was a cowardly perverted beast." She revealed the answer, then went silent, staring at me as if to ask if I got the hint.

Wow. That, I did not expect. This was my first time hearing this story, and also my first time hearing such a blatant yet roundabout way from a girl asking me for sex.

Alicia was simply staring at me, waiting for my move. She was daring me. Her face was saying, "I know you're fucking hard. You want me. You want me so bad, but you don't say it, and you don't do it. Just tell me. Just say it. Just say you want to fuck me."

Whatever reservations I had, nor whatever agreement we had before, all flew out of the window. I kissed her without a second thought. I had never kissed her lips before this, as I mainly kissed her cheeks, forehead, and patted her like the little girl she is. I kissed her, and kept kissing her, and I went on her neck, without a care for the World.

I could feel her body under mine after I laid her down, "I want you."

"You... already have me." She seemed a little anxious now that we're actually at this stage. But she is also obviously wanting this, as she pulls my pants down and holding me in her hand.

I continued doing what I enjoy, and do best - leaned down on her, kissed her cheeks, and slowly licked my way to her ears and neck. My hands continued to explore her lower body, revealing that cotton piece that has a huge wet spot. A very familiar scene I've seen many times.

This time, I was way too caught up in my desire. I simply did whatever my body wanted to do. And I couldn't stop. I had began enjoying her body roughly, to express how much I want it right now.

I had removed her underwear, and began rubbing her wet spot without putting it in, and soon the whole car was filled with her smell.

"Fuck me." It was so fun to see her squirm, and so addictive to give her foreplay, that I didn't even stop, even when she gave me the green light to go in. Unlike most guys, whose ultimate goal is to get in a girl's pants, my ultimate goal is to make that girl beg me for more. This means making sure she is more than fully satisfied. This means she will want me every single time she touches herself. This means she will want to see me every time she needs it.

And I daresay, I am very proficient at it.

I knew she was ready. Ten fucking minutes ago. I'm going to get her addicted to me.

"Are you gonna fuck me? Please?"

I gave a really wide grin, as if saying my evil scheme had succeeded. And I slowly inserted the tip. Just the tip.

"Really? That's it?"

I slowly, veeeryyy slowwwwlyyyy, slide in and out with just the tip. She got so frustrated she started moving her hips and tried to make it go in deeper, but I had great control, making her even more frustrated she almost screamed.

"Be a good girl. I swear you'll appreciate it later." I held her down, roughly grabbed her boobs, and despite how strong or rough I handled her, my hard dick is gentle as ever, as I watch her frustration build up.

Alicia kisses me while tearing up, and without me telling her to, she had her legs wide open, but I could feel her slowly closing in, crossing her legs around me. All in attempts for me to go deeper. I knew it, and I expected it. In fact this was part of the plan.

As soon as she started squeezing me deeper, I went all in.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh wh... Sam... that's... so big... so thick!" Alicia had lost it for a second, before realizing what happened. I had gone all the way in, and stayed in there.

"You like it? Hmm? You little horny slut." Before I knew it, I had suddenly used words that I had never used on her before. For some reason I had a pretty good call on some girls who enjoys the rough treatment.

"Oh yes, please, please move, please fuck me hard... I'm your little slut!" And there we go. Yet another girl that likes it this way - I called it.

Being the good girl she is, I gave her the reward she deserves. And I began moving fast.

Depending on situations, a slow sex is what you need, but this calls for a hard and fast fucking. She had enough built up, and she has been ready for a long time now. Obviously because of the kind of girl she is, I knew she will be expecting a lot more than just going in and out.

My hands remain naughty and rough, grabbing and leaving red marks all over her body, I then grabbed her hands, put them together, and locked them in place above her head with my right hand. My left hand slowly, but surely, wanders between her boobs, then slowly to her throat, pressing down into a choke.

I could feel her pussy squeezing on me the harder I choke her, as I lean forward, I shift my weight from my legs onto my hands, and onto her throat and hands, giving myself more room and leeway for my lower body. This allows me to pull back to my tip, then going all the way back in.

"Oh my God! Sam!!! Ahhh ahhhh! That's so good!" She would moan to every single full stroke, and I would get a rise knowing how good she feels.

"Hey slut. I want you to tell me every time you're close, and when you're cumming. Got it?"

"Yes..."

I gave her a little slap, because that answer just wasn't a good answer. But she clearly wasn't dumb, because she quickly understood and corrected herself without me telling her to.

"Yes, Master."

This was no longer teasing, nor role-playing. This shit is now real.

I rested her legs on my shoulders, and leaned forward again, as far as her legs allow, then got my hands back into business, choking and squeeze the life out of her as I pumped her so hard the sounds of meat slapping were almost as loud as her moans.

"I'm, I'm getting close, Master..." She manages to say while I choked her, I then patted her head with my right hand to acknowledge that I heard her.

"It's, it's coming, Master... I'm cumming! Fuck! Oh... God!" She releases all the frustration and stress she's had with the last word, squeezing so hard on my dick. But if you know me, this is just the beginning.

I choked her harder and began fucking her even harder, while maintaining my top speed. "Yeah? You're cumming? Did I give you permission hmm?"

"Oohhhh no. I'm sorry, Master, I'm, I'm, I'm cumming again!" As I mesmerize myself with her bouncing boobs, I ignored her panting apologies, and kept going.

"Again! Again! I'm cumming again! Master! I'm sorry!!!"

I looked at her face, twisted by pleasure, it looks like she will look even sexier if she does ahegao. I secretly felt pleased with myself. I'm feeling great, and I feel like I could continue pretty well, so I told myself I wouldn't slow down.

Instead of choking her even harder, I slowly moved my hands to grab her shoulders, this would help me continue thrusting harder at my top speed - pulling her shoulder towards me as I thrust.

"Ah ah ah hh hh ahh! Wait... WAIT. WAIT!!! I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING AGAINNNNNNN WAIT!!!" As I approach the end myself, I gave her the hardest last stretch of thrusting, made sure she came, before pulling out. Right after pulling out, my dick came so hard, it sprayed from right above her pussy all the way up to her chin, and some of it even made its way to her mouth.

I damn sure haven't came so hard in a while! Fuck!

I quickly grab some wet tissues and began cleaning her up, then grabbed another to clean myself up. Looking at her blank face, it looked like she blacked out for a moment there.

She stares blankly at me, and doesn't say a single word. That got me worried. Really worried.

"You okay? Want some water? Some tissues?"

Without a word, she slowly got up, kissed my dick, and laid down on me with her eyes closed.

Well... fun, and things with her has just begun.