The pandemic lasted longer than anyone ever expected. Many plans were left on hold. I never expected that I'd find love again, especially in such dire times in the middle of a pandemic, or perhaps an endemic really soon. I had my heart broken for the umpteenth time, when the COVID-19 virus first broke out. The usual rascal boy who couldn't take the idea of a long distance relationship and that was when he called it off. I was truly heartbroken, as he was all that I had in a foreign country. A year flew by, and I realised that I have been keeping myself busy all the time in efforts to stop myself from thinking of him. I knew in my guts then that it is time to move on and focus more on loving myself instead. That's what I did. I hit the gym once a day, pamper myself with what girls love the most - shopping and lots of spa (also high teas). I'd had no idea that extra time on my hands would let me do things that boosted my confidence enough to finally try dating apps again.
Downloading the app was the first step and then setting up my profile. I was all ready and that's when I saw his profile. The very first that appeared on my app based on my specifications - distance and age. Vibing through a picture, that was a first. He's my kinda guy and I knew it.
"Name: Christopher Dang, 30." I muttered. "And.. He is only 2km away from me! Omg!" I exclaimed.
He looks hot and adorable but not quite local. I was admiring his photos and reading his profile when my boss called, completely ruining a moment. I closed the app without having a chance to swipe right on him. I finished up my work and went to bed. The next morning came, and I signed on to the dating app while sipping on my cup of hot coffee. It was early in the morning and I thought that I was still dreaming, I had to pinch myself back to reality. There it was, I got a notification from Christopher Dang, he swiped right on me and he left me a message.
I was completely elated, but I managed to contain all my excitement and replied with a typical "Hi". He was online, and the rest of the day was history. Our conversations flowed effortlessly and it felt like we knew each other in our souls. We explored some common interests. But I think our chemistry stemmed more from similar senses of humour. He is hilarious! Before we knew, a day have passed and we decided to exchange numbers, and took things out of the app to text instead.
For the next few weeks, my life was a whirlwind of texts and, eventually, phone calls. Seeing his name appear on my phone makes my heart skip a beat (in fact many beats). I found myself breathless more than once. It had been so long since I last felt this way and it had been long since I'd connected with anyone, and this seemed real.
There was only one thing left to do: meeting Christopher in person. But I was a ball of nerves when it came to meeting him. He sensed my hesitance, perhaps before I did. And that's when he came up with the most ingenious idea: he'd come over to my place, and I could blindfold him as soon as he arrived, we could sit and talk until I feel comfortable with him. If I'm still uncomfortable, he could simply leave. It sounds crazy inviting an almost stranger over, but so was meeting someone during a pandemic. It was all so exciting and tempting at the same time, I knew I was in.
The day came, I made sure I'd have plenty of time to prepare myself. I didn't want to rush, knowing it would only make me more anxious, so I took my time. I put on a simple black dress, and downed a bottle of wine to calm my nerves.
Finally, I was as ready as I would ever be. I waited impatiently for the text that he had arrived. Lastly, it came.
"Ding Dong!" the bell rung. I quickly grabbed the blindfold and ran to the door.
"Hi", I said. "Could you please face away from the door?"
"Hi, yeah sure sure." Christopher replied.
I unlocked and opened the door to see him facing away as I'd instructed.
"Please kneel," I said softly, and he did, allowing me to blindfold him.
"Give me your hand." He did, and I helped him up, leading him inside and closing the door behind us. He was tall, at least a 6ft tall and buff guy. Perhaps it was the bottle of wine that I drank, the alcohol kicked in and I was feeling a little woozy. His scent was so intoxicating and I couldn't help but leaned in to kiss him on the lip. It started soft and slowly it grew passionately, our tongues explored each other's mouths. We were still standing at the door step, embraced and I could feel his hard cock pressing against me. It all happened really quickly and naturally.
Christopher kicked off his shoes, and I reached to unbutton his shirt before pulling him to the bedroom by his belt before slipping it off, along with his boxers. He was already so hard, and I couldn't wait to dive in. I gently and slowly stroked him before bending down and swallowing it whole. He left out a loud moan.
I was so turned on by him. I could feel my nipples hardened and I could feel the wetness in between my legs. I wasted no more time, and pushed him back against the bed. While he lay down, I stripped, and crawled onto the bed and straddled him. I let my weight shift downward as I guided him inside me, watching his face as I did. I brought his hands to my breasts as I rode him and he gave my nipples a light squeeze. He then sat up with him still inside of me, both hands caressing my erected and sensitive nipples, teasing them with his mouth and tongue. It was so sexy to watch him as I tried to contain my moans.
"Can I have permission to remove my mask?" Christopher requsted.
"Hmmmmm... yesssss..." I replied through my whimpering moans.
Christopher removed his mask and I was immediately drawn by his good looks, he looked so much better in real life than in his photos. His appealing eyes onto mine, he whispered, "You're so beautiful!" before kissing me on my lips. I smiled and felt my cheeks turned hot.
He started kissing me all over my body and got me on all fours. I was already on the edge of coming. He grabbed my hips and entered me from behind. He thrusted hard into me at a constant speed. All we could hear is the constant sound of wet slapping of his body against my ass.
"Yessss, please don't stop, my love!" I cried. I moaned so loudly, I was so conscious that my neighbours could hear through the thin walls. He thrusted even harder and quicker like a robot sex machine. I winced and I climaxed intensely with my toes all curled up. A moment later he moaned and exploded inside of me in quick warm spurts.
We both smiled, and he kissed me on my forehead and we both cuddled like old lovers did. This was the best thing that I have gotten out of this pandemic and the best sex I have ever had.
"So... are you feeling comfortable yet?" He asked cheekily and we both laughed.