I had woken up super horny. I was absolutely exhilarated from the day before – I had given two blowjobs to two different guys, and I felt something surging through me still. I used my clit sucker, took a shower, then used it again.
I went out to lunch with a friend of mine, we hadn’t seen each other in quite some time, and it was really nice catching up. She asked me about my love life, this was our first time catching up since the divorce, and I basically told her it was non-existent, but that I was enjoying single life.
She wasn’t really the kind of friend that I would talk sex with, she’s more of a “talk about the kids” kind of friend. As we were eating and chatting, I was exchanging messages on Tinder with a guy that I had been chatting with for a few days now. She asked who I was so busy messaging with and I skirted around it a bit, but then as I put my attention to the responses a bit, she snatched my phone from me mid-message and opened her mouth wide and said, “you’re on Tinder?!”
I told her I was just experimenting a bit, that it was totally new, and that I was just testing it out to see if I wanted to meet anyone. “You know this is just a sex app right?”
I didn’t know how to reply. I told her it’s a dating app and that I had gone on a few dates from it. She asked me if I fucked them, and I told her no. She joked a bit and told me too bad, that I deserved it and she wished she could. Funny, we never had spoken this way.
She handed my phone back to me and told me I should meet him tonight. I replied back to him, we were going to meet at 9 at a bar halfway between both of our places. She was satisfied with that and made me promise that I’d share all the “juicy details” as she put it, with her.
We finished up our lunch and parted ways. I got ready for the date a bit later, and took an Uber out to the bar.
I was expecting him to be there since I was a few minutes late, but I didn’t see anyone that looked like him. I ordered a drink and waited a bit. Nothing. I messaged him asking where he was. No response. It was a half an hour and I had finished my drink, so I ordered another one. I was sitting at the bar with an empty seat next to me, I had to tell about a dozen people that it was taken.
After 45 minutes and a second drink in my stomach, I realized that this asshole stood me up. I was pissed. I took the last gulp of my drink and opened Uber to head home and a guy sat down next to me. He was probably 35 years old or so, not bad looking with average features. Brown hair, blue eyes, probably about 5’10. He looked over at me and said, “I’m sorry, was this seat taken?”
I told him no, I got stood up and was just leaving. He said it was crazy that anyone would stand me up, and asked if I wanted another drink. I told him I didn’t want to, I was just going to go home and drink there.
He said something like, “Why go home and drink when you can get all the free drinks out here that you want?” I sat back down and said fine, you can buy me a drink.
I got my drink and we started chatting. He was here with his friends, but said they wouldn’t mind if he was talking to me instead of them. He gave an air cheers over to the booth they were sitting in. I asked him why he came and sat next to me if he was with his friends, and he told me that they basically dared him to do it, that they said he wouldn’t have the guts to talk to me.
I laughed a bit and told him nice job for going outside his comfort zone. He was the best looking of his friends for sure, but he told me he doesn’t usually talk to women. I asked him why, and he said he typically just strikes out. I didn’t really understand why. He seemed confident enough, he was decent looking, and he could hold a conversation.
I asked what his friends would say to him when he came back, and he said that they’d tell him he was a wuss if he didn’t get my number. I was pretty drunk at this point, and I laughed and asked what they’d think if he didn’t get my number but got a blowjob instead?
He fumbled for his words and I leaned in and asked if he drove here. He told me yes, and I told him that he should probably take me out to his car now, and that he should probably not say anything to his friends if he knew what was best.
He threw down some cash to pay for our drinks, we both stood up and I grabbed his hand and walked past his friends with him, straight out the door. They watched as we walked by and looked confused why we didn’t say anything.
We got outside and I asked which car was his. He pointed to a 4Runner which was parked a few cars away, and I started walking over there. He unlocked it with the remote and started heading to the driver’s seat, but I got into the back seat. He closed his front door and opened the back, slightly confused.
I asked if he’d like to join me in the back. He climbed in and sat in the seat, closing the door. He started awkwardly bobbing his head and then started drumming on his legs. He obviously had no idea what to do, and I really didn’t either. I was pretty hammered at this point, but I was super horny and all I wanted to do with suck him.
I crawled onto the floor and got in front of him. I started feeling the inside of his legs, and I grabbed him tight through his pants. I looked up at him and asked if we could get these jeans out of the way.
He asked if I was sure about this, and I said I absolutely was. He unbuckled and unzipped, and we slid them down together. He was completely soft, and I took him straight into my mouth and sucked him all the way back. He got hard almost instantly.
I started moaning hard, then I took him out of my mouth and kissed down to his balls and then back up. That was the last time I took him out, and I steadily sucked him while he sat there. He wasn’t making any noise, so I swirled my tongue on the tip, and that made lean his head back and moan, so I did that a few more times.
I started taking him as deep as I could while still maintaining as much suction as possible, and he really started getting into it. I picked up the pace, and without any more warning, he exploded in my mouth, moaning and grunting. I quickly swallowed it and kept sucking.
He started moving his hips, almost trying to get away. I mumbled a “huh uh” and kept sucking while he squirmed a bit. I love when they squirm, it turns me on so much and makes me want to do it more.
After a few more minutes of his after orgasm torture, I finally released him. I let his now limp cock flop down and I looked up and smiled at him, asking him what he was going to tell his friends.
He said he didn’t know, he asked what he should say. I told him he could say whatever he wanted, it didn’t matter to me. He went back and forth for a few seconds, giving me reasons for both and I laughed, kissed him on the cheek, and opened his door.
He still hadn’t put his pants on so he grabbed them and covered himself. There was nobody around that could see him, but it was pretty funny. He asked where I was going, and I told him I needed to get home. He asked me if he could take me home, said it was the least he could do, and I told him I just lived around the corner, so it wasn’t a big deal.
I closed his door before he could say anything else and walked away. I dropped the pin for Uber a few blocks away and it was almost perfect timing, he pulled up and I only had to wait a few seconds.
I got home and dropped my purse on the counter and immediately walked into my room and grabbed my vibrator. I figured it was time to give it another go, and I used it, got to orgasm, then I brushed my teeth. I crawled in bed, then decided it was a good night for a round two, this time with the clit sucker.
I used it, and as I orgasmed, I pretty much passed out. Maybe it was from being tired, maybe it was being drunk, but I woke up in the morning laying there just wearing a shirt on top of my covers. I’m going to guess it was a drunk pass out, which I hadn’t experienced in probably a decade.