The Hookup

Hi, my name is Tory.
I've been asked to share some of my experiences with internet dating. There have been some good, some bad and some that I would simply call interesting.
I'll just put it out there; I use . So this can be called a promotion for them, but I don't mind, as I've used other services with not great results. So why not share a good thing.
I guess I am your usual 24 year old single white female who moved to the city after high school to go to college and never went home. I have a job which I enjoy that I was lucky enough to get straight out of college. I am addicted to coffee, Facebook and my cell (in that order!) and I live with a friend in way too-small apartment.
I am happily single for the time being. That will change one day, but for now, I am enjoying being young and independent with no responsibilities and no one to answer to.
And I love sex. I mean, I LOVE SEX! I was a virgin until I was 19, not for any great moral reason, just simply the right moment never arrived, but when I had my first guy my whole outlook on life changed. This whole sexually repressed young woman burst to life, and I flowered in ways I never imagined possible.
I especially love sex with older men. Just the way they know how to handle themselves, and their cocks, and, well, me.
It is not a Daddy complex, and I'm not looking to be coddled. It is a well weighed out decision, made after comparing young guys my own age and below versus mature, real men. It is a performance preference.
I joined  at the start of 2012. It was the third service I had used, and the first two were wastes of time. I made my profile as honest and as flirty as possible. My intentions were clear; I wanted good times, not long times.
It probably took a month before things really got cooking for me. I had had flirtatious online chats and shared sexy messages and photos with loads of people, men and women, young and old, straight and bi. It was SO much fun! I knew that eventually it was going to lead further because I could feel my comfort levels rising, and the people I was contacting were similar minded.
One guy really took my interest. He was a lot older, single and professional. He knew how to press my buttons; he knew what to say and when to say it. He piqued my interest and I found myself thinking about him during the day. Not in a romantic way; I just wanted him to fuck me!
Finally we got to the point where he invited me around to his home after work one day. I honestly did have plans, and I told him that, but when he teased me about being too scared to take things further, there was no way I was not doing it.
It was a nice place in the suburbs. It would not have surprised me if he was married actually, because the home was immaculate, but I didn't see any suspicious photos or evidence of a significant other (or kids!)
He welcomed me in wearing just a towel, and I could feel myself getting wet as he stood in the hallway looking every bit as sexy as I had hoped. He told me he was still getting changed and was just about to take a shower, and that I had arrived earlier than he had expected.
I didn't believe him.
I told him I didn't have much time, and he reached forward and kissed me forcefully. It was a kiss that left me in no doubt what he wanted. I loved being kissed in a way that told me he was in control.
He took my hand and led me down the hallway into the bathroom. He reached in and turned on the shower before dropping his towel and stepping towards me. His dick was hard and veiny; thick and big enough to capture my attention.

I was still fully clothed but dropped to my knees and took that big cock in my hands. I started to work it and grind it at speed. I leaned forward and tasted his salty pre-cum, edging my tongue inside his tiny hole as my free hand cupped his balls tightly and massaged him.
He tasted amazing, slightly salty and sweaty, and he smelt of musk. I took him all the way inside my mouth, sucking him for all my worth, pumping his heavy balls in my hand as I made satisfied moans to let him know how much I was enjoying myself. He had thrust his head back; I was in control now.
While I didn't lose my virginity until I was 19, that wasn't to say I was completely innocent. I had discovered my Dad's porn collection in my mid-teens, and had studied what I thought to be the best techniques.
Remembering one of those lessons, I held his cock at it's base and flicked my tongue back and forward across his tip. I built up some speed, and worked one finger past his balls towards to the soft spot between his legs, pressing hard. He bucked and moaned, and I just managed to take him fully back in my mouth as he blasted his hot seed down my throat.
But I wasn't done. I got up and did a nice slow strip tease, undressing myself fully with as much grace as I could muster. I rubbed my breasts, pinching my nipples, and caressed my trimmed pussy with a teasing look. I tickled his now soft cock with the back of my hand, and brushed his lips with mine.
Not surprisingly, he soon sprung back to life.
The shower had continued to run all the while. I pushed him in, intent on not wasting any further time. Kissing him once more, I lifted my leg to create an opening and guided his once-more rock hard dick to my slippery entrance. He shoved himself inside, forcing me to accept him all at once.
I loved it.
He plunged and pumped into me, growling and biting my shoulder, using one hand to roughly squeeze my tits and painfully pinch my nipples. His other hand grasped my ass, supporting my weight and using his fingers to tickle at my backdoor. All the while his raging cock ploughed away, filling me completely and friction-grinding my G-Spot.
I came hard, almost falling to the floor as my body spasmed and rocked. I couldn't help but moan loudly, ramming my tongue into his mouth.
I heard him say “Oh baby, I'm going to come inside of you!”
And, not surprisingly, he did. I could feel his cum shooting deep inside of me. His cock pulsed and he fell forward.
I stepped aside, had a quick wash, got out of the shower and dried myself off. He didn't say a word; he just stood under the shower smiling as he washed himself.
I yelled out “See ya!” as I headed out and on with my night. We've got together several times since for some mind-blowing, no strings attached sex.
So that's how my first encounter after signing up with  happened. I guess it's no surprise I am now a big fan, and I can safely say that I can basically arrange a fuck buddy whenever and where ever I like, which I do often.
It just works for me right now. It's cheap, easy to use and has thousands of people online whenever I get on. Who knows, I might see you on there!