Tinder for the Girls 🦄👭🏼

My first date with a girl I was fingered in an Uber

Hello Tinder! General disclosure: I’m in a commited relationship with a man.

We have great sex, but if you’ve read my other articles then you know that I’m not cut out for the vanilla world of sex. You know, the one where you meet your soul mate and spend the rest of your life fucking one person.

I’ve never been a fool to romance. Honestly, can anybody say they fantasize about fucking the same person for the rest of their life? C’mon, really? If you answer yes than you are lying to yourself. Even if you are monogamous during the entirety of your relationship and marriage, our brains are wired to desire, to lust, to fantasize. We are animals, hot fucking animals. And let’s be real, women are fucking hot.

I have a Tinder and I’m exclusively there for the girls.

I flirt, fantasize, talk dirty, send naked photos or videos, become extremely aroused by the thought of all the kinky things we could do together. Mostly, it’s between me and the girls but occasionally I’ll share some of the dialogue with my man. If I get lucky, I will find the unicorn I’m in search of, but I have low expectations and am beginning to realize I may have better luck at a swingers club — which I’m becoming more and more open to.

[Insert obligatory open couple comment looking for a unicorn to join their boring relationship]

In all honesty, as much as I shouldn’t draw conclusions about other couples profiles, I feel like I’m different. As much as I do want a threesome, it’s because I badly want to be with a woman or multiple women and I just happen to be in a relationship with my forever guy (I hope).

Which brings me to the beautiful Brazillian girl, the only girl I met on Tinder that I actually went on a date with.

I met her at a wine bar in San Francisco. She was shy at first. She said it was her first time meeting a girl on Tinder and she was nervous, especially if I would be who I was in the photos. We hit it off, conversation was easy but she was still a little shy. She was very curious about my openness to go on a date with just the two of us, while my boyfriend was at home. She was fascinated about the dynamic of my relationship and how calm and open I was going on a date with a girl for the first time.

I took her bar hopping. Our third round of drinks (who’s counting) was probably at Kozy Kar bar. If you’ve been you would know it as the bar with 90s porn on the walls, flashing porn videos on old vintage TV screens and a water bed close to the bar entrance.

We must have had a couple more rounds before the nerves began to wear off and we became flirtatious. We began making out on the water bed. It was getting hot and steamy. At least until guys around started becoming interested and trying to hit on us, what can we expect I guess.

She asked if she could take me to the back and fuck me in the bathroom stall.

It was a dive bar. As tipsy as I might have been I was still sober enough to disgree with fucking a woman for the first time in the filthy bathroom stall, as much as I wanted to.

We left the bar and made our way to two more bars, making out and getting ourselves extremely hot and bothered in the uber rides in between.

Girl on girl affection in public was new to her, she was new to the US and to San Francisco. She felt more comfortable in an Uber than kissing publically in the city, although by the end of the night she was ok walking the streets while holding hands.

At the end of the night she wanted to take me home to the North Bay “to give me a night like I’ve never had". I declined, as open as my boyfriend was, if I didn’t return home that night he would not be happy. She was not open to a threesome, which I respectfully understood. She wasn’t ready to say goodnight so instead she hopped in an Uber with me, heading south on the peninsula, the opposite direction of where she lived, just to get 30 mins of extra 1:1 time with me.

The entire duration of the drive we made out as she slid one hand under my dress, fingering me, while carressing my breasts with her other hand. I wanted her so badly. We never even spoke to the uber driver and thankfully he never attempted to speak to us. I’m almost certain I was moaning and the car was defintiely steamy.

30 mins of heaven later, we arrived at my house. I extended the offer for her to come inside, one last time. She respectfully declined, although she’s bisexual, she was set on being with me and me alone.

I walked into my home, climbed into my bed, wet and ready to be fucked by my man.

I wish the night ended differently but it was worth every moment of the ride.