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Selina downloaded another dating app, the third in 2 years. Within 24 hours she had a match. Tom was a year older than her, lived east of the City Centre and had a young daughter. They exchanged messages on the first day, texting about their jobs, their lives, their dating luck. Then Tom asked “Would you just like to be reckless and meet up?”

Selina decided she had nothing to lose and agreed.

The following day they arranged to meet in the afternoon for coffee and ice cream in Tom’s neighborhood. Selina agreed to park outside his house and they would walk to the coffee shop together.

As soon as Tom opened the front door and greeted Selina as she stood in the driveway, she knew she liked him. He was tall and slim with a swarthy complexion and a soft Scottish accent. He was wearing baggy, light denim jeans, a white t-shirt and a hoodie. “Come in for a minute, I just need to sort the kitchen bin!” he said.

Selina walked up the steps and into his house. He was clean shaven, with cropped light brown hair and he smelled good. His house was untidy and disorganized but clean and smelled fresh. “Sorry I’m getting the electrics done next week so it’s a bit upside down.” he said from the kitchen as she stood in the hall.

They exchanged niceties about her journey and then as they left to walk to the coffee shop Tom offered Selina to leave her large handbag in the house. “No, it’s OK. I’m diabetic so I have to bring all this crap with me everywhere!” she sighed a laugh as she looked up at him. At 6ft, Tom stood towering over Selina but she didn’t feel like it was as big a height difference as she’d thought it would be.

They chatted about what they’d got up to that week as they walked to the shop. When they arrived, it was a small place with 4 tables. The lady behind the counter knew Tom and asked after his daughter. Selina felt a bit awkward. She ordered pistachio ice cream and a cappuccino and Tom ordered an Americano then he paid and they sat down. Tom kindly held her ice cream while she checked her blood sugar, guessed the carb content of her food and administered insulin with her pump. “Sorry, I should’ve asked if you’re OK with blood!” she said, not looking at him. “If you aren’t just look away.”

“I’ve never been asked that in this context before!” he said. She laughed. “I’m not looking anyway.” he said. She introduced him to her insulin pump and explained it’s purpose. “Right… sounds complicated.” he nodded and frowned.

Selina asked about his job. They talked about stand-up comedians and traveling. He asked Selina about being single, what was her “type” of guy, and they talked about being on the dating apps. Selina felt a little awkward because the place was so small and quiet and she knew the staff knew Tom. She noticed he kept looking towards the door when someone came in. She felt like she couldn’t really concentrate to answer or almost didn’t want to answer in complete honestly. He asked more about her insulin pump, if she had to wear it all the time and when she explained she only took it off to shower, he asked what happened during sex. She explained she didn’t know, she’d not been in that situation before, she was new to the pump and previously used injections.

They talked about relationships and he said he didn’t think it was a problem to have sex with someone on the first date, he thought it wasn’t a problem if you met someone and there’s an attraction and you just collide. His use of the word ‘collide’ awoke something in Selina. She felt like she didn’t care to really get to know this guy very well. There was something about him that made her feel comfortable, completely herself and not bothered to try and make an impression on him. She struggled to pay attention or form proper thoughts as she focused on the profound feeling of this guy just saying he wanted to collide with another person.

He talked frankly about what he found attractive, namely big boobs. Selina joked that she fit the bill. He asked about tattoos and she admitted she had a few, including a ‘tramp stamp’ which she hated. Tom said he found them sexy. During the conversation he would become distracted almost not paying attention to Selina’s words and he would blush. She knew he was thinking about her because he kept glancing at her boobs. Suddenly he asked. “Do you want to come back and watch some TV after?”

Selina agreed, knowing fully that’s not what he wanted to do. She wasn’t in the habit of going to stranger’s houses. In fact she’d never gone home like that with a date before in her life, something she’d always been proud of, but there was a first time for everything.

They walked back to his house and he asked about her previous boyfriends and how they’d managed with her diabetes. Selina told him her last relationship had been with a woman. Tom seemed nervous and admitted he’d never been with a bisexual or a diabetic before. He asked a series of questions about how men compare to women and what are the differences and how does it work. Selina couldn’t really answer. She told him it’s just a different person, it doesn’t matter if they’re a man or a woman, sex is different with every Sıhhiye Escort individual. Tom was sceptical, he didn’t think it was possible to just boil down to ‘the individual’, he was sure there were much more differences.

When they got back to the house, he took off his coat and shoes and went into the living room. Selina did the same and followed him into the living room. He had switched the telly on and before she even sat down beside him on the sofa he asked if he could lie with his legs on her lap. She agreed and asked him some things about his house. She pulled the footstool over with her feet and they laughed at how long his legs were compared to hers. “I like short girls, as well as big boobs. I should’ve said that earlier.” he said.

“I tick both those boxes!” Selina joked. “Your arms are probably as long as my legs!” she laughed as she patted his legs on her lap.

He stretched his arm across to her and she turned to look at him. Suddenly he shifted on the sofa and kissed her. She kissed him back. He ran his hand up her leg as he slid his tongue into her mouth and started kissing her frantically. She gasped and her breathing became erratic as she felt so overwhelmed with the stimulation. “Are you ok?” he asked as he stopped.

She looked at him and sighed an embassed laugh. “Yes, I just haven’t been kissed or touched by anyone for so long!”

He looked at her but didn’t say anything and then continued kissing her. He squeezed her right boob “Is that OK?” he asked. She hummed in agreement. He got more confident, lifted her t-shirt, put his hand in her bra and squeezed her boob before lifting it out and sucking her nipple hard. She yelped. “Are they sensitive?” he asked.

She shook her head and tried to catch her breath. “No, I just don’t really like it.” she replied.

He lifted her left leg up with his left arm and his hand found its way between her legs. As they kissed more, he stroked up her leg and tried to undo her trousers. “Help!” he said with a chuckle. She giggled and undid her trousers and he reached his hand down into her pants and felt her wetness. She sighed into his mouth and her nails teased his neck and up into his hair. “Shall we go upstairs?” he asked.

Selina agreed and quickly told him she had surgery scars on her stomach. He said he was OK with that then he got off the sofa quickly and ran upstairs. Selina got up and walked towards the stairs. “Have you got condoms?” she shouted upstairs.

“I’m just checking in the drawer.” he replied.

She made her way upstairs and followed the rustling noise into his bedroom. It was a mess; the bed was unmade, there was a pile of washing on the floor, the wallpaper had been stripped back on one wall and the bare plaster was exposed. For a split second she thought about leaving. “I’ve got lube and condoms.” he said before taking his jeans and pants off faster than she’d ever seen anyone undress before.

“Take your socks…ohh!” she chuckled looking to see he was already ahead of her. He threw himself back on the bed and watched as she took her clothes off.

“Now let me see these amazing boobs.” he said with a drawl.

She took off her bra and felt very shy and exposed. “How is this gonna work?” he asked, nodding towards her pump in a pouch round her waist.

She shrugged. “I dunno, I’m gonna leave it on and we’ll just have to see how it goes.” she said. He nodded.

He lay stretched out in front of her on the bed wearing just his t-shirt, she was happily surprised at the size of his cock. “Do you like oral?” he asked.

“I definitely do.” she replied with a wry smile as she climbed on the bed and crawled towards him.

“Giving or receiving?” he asked.

“Both” she replied as she lifted his cock and slid it into her mouth.

“Oooohhh yeah. Good girl!” he groaned. She tried to look up at him and he brushed her hair out of the way but it fell into her eyes again. “Do you want to tie your hair back?” he asked, reaching to the windowsill behind and handing her a packet of multi-coloured hair ties. “They’re my daughter’s.” he said, noticing her looking at him suspiciously.

“Cos that makes it better!” she said sarcastically, sitting up on her knees and scraping the front of her hair into a hair tie as he surveyed her body and squeezed her boob. She kneeled back down and teased the head of his cock with her tongue.

Tom shuddered. “Ooohhh yeah. Ohhh good girl.” he groaned. “Good girl” he whispered. She slipped her mouth around his cock and looked up at him as she sucked. “Have you had a circumcised cock in your mouth before?” he groaned, watching her and squeezing her boob. She hummed that she hadn’t, cos she knew that’s what he wanted to hear, and he groaned and thrust his hips. She started bobbing up and down slowly with his cock in her mouth and teasing his frenulum with her tongue. He groaned loudly and put his hand on her head to guide her speed. “You dirty girl. Fuck yeah!” he hissed. “Can we 69?” he asked.

“Yeah.” she said as she took his cock out of her mouth and sat up on her knees. “Where do you want me?” she asked, Tandoğan Escort looking at him lying in front of her. She sat back and pulled her pants off. He signaled for her to turn her body round but she was wobbly so he turned his body to face the other way and guided her body over his. “Can I move my leg? Just this way…” she said as they tried to get their limbs out of the way of each other. They settled into mutual oral. She moaned feeling his tongue on her pussy and momentarily forgot about his cock. Then she lifted his cock and teased the head with her tongue. They both gasped. “What about your balls?” she asked.

“What you’re doing is good, keep doing that.” he said.

She felt awkwardly positioned and he must’ve felt the same. “Lie down on your back.” he said, helping her climb off him and lie across the bed on her back. “Can I put it in without a condom?” he asked as he kneeled up on his knees between her legs.

“No” she said, shaking her head as they looked at each other.

“Even just for a minute?” he asked.

“No!” she repeated, shaking her head as they looked at each other.

He nodded, opened the condom and mumbled. She leaned up on her elbows and saw him fumbling to roll the condom on. “These are ribbed.” he said. She nodded once. She lifted her legs up on to his shoulders as he tried to slide inside her.

He struggled and she felt him sliding a finger inside her before pulling out and sliding his cock in.

“Slowly, slow. Yeah.” she groaned. He pushed slowly into her and she relished the feeling of his cock inside her. She moaned as he started fucking her.

He leaned forward and grasped her boobs in his hands and fucked her steadily. She gasped and groaned. “Is this OK?” he asked.

“Mm hmm. Yeah. Mmmm” she moaned. They looked at each other, he leaned down and kissed her and she felt even more turned on seeing the pleasure in his face and feeling him fucking her.

“That’s what you wanted, wasn’t it? An ice cream and a good fuck?” he groaned as he fucked her. She looked at him and smirked at his dirty talk. “Yeah you dirty girl!” he growled as they kept eye contact. Just as she was really getting into it, he pulled out too far. “I hate condoms!” he grumbled. She didn’t say anything. He lifted her legs and began licking her pussy. She moaned loudly and reached down to stroke his forearm. She felt him slide a finger inside her and leave it there while his tongue licked her clit. She moaned.

“Slower with your tongue.” she directed. He complied. “Oooohh yeah. Softer.” she moaned. He complied. She breathed and moaned as the pleasure washed over her. She reached down to stroke his arm. “Mmmm oooohh yeah, like that.” she moaned and relaxed, basking in the pleasure. Tom continued and Selina felt the pressure rising in her pelvis. “Yes, keep doing that.” She moaned. He hummed in a questioning tone as he licked her clit. “Aww I’m so close. Don’t stop!” she moaned. Her orgasm built and she came hard, groaning loudly and grinding her hips up against him until she finished. “Mmm stop, stop.” she panted.

Tom kissed her clit in a wet, sucking kiss. “Shall I pull out?” he asked. She hummed in agreement and he started to pull his finger out of her quickly.

“SLOWLY! Slow, slow!” she breathed. He complied and withdrew his finger slowly before lying down beside her on his back on the bed. She lay with her eyes closed, her arms above her head and her breathing fast as she recovered.

“Did you come?” he asked.

She opened her eyes to glance at him and laughed as she caught her breath. “YES!” she panted as she closed her eyes again.

“Ok, good.” he said as he kissed her.

She heard the snap of him pulling off the condom and opened her eyes to see him moving to crouch on top of her. She lifted her head to reach her mouth to his cock. He reached for a pillow and slid it under her head to help prop her up then grasped the edge of the bed frame as she licked and sucked the head of his cock. “Aww fuck that’s hot!” he said, looking down at her. She smiled, looking up at him with the head of his cock in her mouth. “Can I come in your mouth?” he asked, looking down at her. She hummed in agreement. “Can I come in your mouth?” he asked again, surprised.

She took his cock out of her mouth “Yeah, is that OK?” she asked and teased his frenulum with the flat of her tongue.

He groaned and thrust against her as he threw his head back briefly. “Aww fuck yeah. Aww you dirty bitch!” he groaned as he rubbed the head of his cock on the flat of her tongue. She smirked as he looked down and watched. “Aw I’d love a photo of this. Can I take a photo?” he asked. She frowned, shook her head and hummed her disagreement. “No? OK.” he said. She reached up to remove his t-shirt and he pulled it off and threw it on the floor. She stretched her hand up over his chest and caressed his chest, sides and abdomen.

He began thrusting against her tongue, she licked his frenulum and it drove him wild. He groaned and panted and gripped on to the bed frame. She smirked and gazed up at him, thoroughly enjoying feeling so Tunalı Escort powerful despite the position they were in. He kept looking down at her, his face creasing with pleasure and he thrust faster. She grasped his cock with her right hand and let his head rub frantically on her tongue. He growled loudly and she felt his cock stiffen. “Aww yeah you bitch.” he groaned and she saw his face flush as he came in 4 fast spurts over her right cheek and the bed sheets. He groaned as she quickly sucked the head of his cock and then he collapsed on his back beside her on the bed. “FUCK!” he panted. They lay in silence for a moment. “Shall I get you a tissue?” he asked, getting up. She agreed and he brought her a tissue to wipe her face then lay down on the bed again.

They lay beside each other in silence gathering their breathing for a few moments. Selina shifted on to her left hand side and reached over to stroke his hair. “Is this annoying?” she asked. He glanced at her. “This?” she asked, emphasising her fingers in his hair. He shook his head. “Can I’ve a cuddle?” she asked.

“Yeah, what way? Shall I cuddle you?” he asked. She agreed that’d be nice. He turned into his right hand side and wrapped his left arm across her abdomen, rested his head on her chest and tangled his legs around hers. She slid her arm round his neck and continued stroking his hair.

“So you said you’re buying a house? Have you already bought it?” he asked.

“Yeah, I’ve bought it. There are other people in the chain and I’m waiting on the solicitor sending the paperwork.” she said.

They talked more about buying houses, Tom shared that he’d bought his house 10 months before and was slowly getting the work done to improve it. He asked about her diabetes, her scars and how they restricted her movement. Just then her phone sounded with a high glucose alarm and she told him to ignore it. Selina was pleasantly surprised how affectionate he was, kissing and cuddling her, entwining their legs and talking intimately. “When do you think you’ll hear about your house?” he asked.

“They gave me the estimated completion date of 1st August but the mortgage advisor seemed to think that was a long time, especially since the surveys and itinerary whatsit came back fine so I’m not sure. Hopefully before 1st August!” she sighed a giggle.

“The surveys came back fine? So there’s nothing that needs done to the house?” he asked. She shook her head. He moved to lie in her arms and looked up at her. “There’s nothing wrong with a house you’re buying?” he asked. She shook her head and frowned. “No work needs done on the structure or the roof, no trees need moved, no issues with the boundaries?” he asked.

“Nope!” she shrugged. “I’ve double and triple checked the mortgage offer and all the paperwork so far from the solicitor and there are no conditions on the property for the mortgage.” she raised her eyebrows and looked at him.

“I don’t believe you.” he said flatly. She laughed and stared at him. “I’ve never heard of anyone buy a house that has absolutely nothing wrong with it!”

“Well, there’s not! The people who are selling it have done a lot of work to it since they bought it.” she said, defensively. “Why am I telling you like I have to justify myself? You don’t care! You don’t give a shit!” she laughed.

“No, I don’t care that you’re buying a house that clearly has something wrong with it!” he said. “I mean when I bought this place only 10 months ago, I end up getting £5k knocked off it cos it needed this thing done to the walls cos otherwise it’d basically crumble!” he looked at her.

“Yeah but my house isn’t as old as this.” she said.

“When was it built?” he asked defensively.

“I don’t know exactly but after 1980!” she said defensively. “So there’s not going to be a whole lot of wear and tear.”

He hummed in sort of agreement and changed the subject. “Going back to the bisexual thing. I don’t see how you can be so nonchalant, saying it’s just a different person. There has to be more to it than that?” he asked.

She frowned, shrugged and shook her head. “Well, there’s not.” she said. He looked at her and she raised her eyebrows. “I don’t know what else you want me to say?” she asked with a laugh.

“Do you come mainly from clit stimulation?” he asked. She hummed in agreement. He sighed and rubbed his eyes with his hand. “Women are all so different!” he said, almost annoyed.

“PEOPLE are different!” Selina stressed.

Then he lay back on his back, she noticed a change in his body language and demeanor but she didn’t know why and she wasn’t sure of the etiquette of this sort of encounter since she’d never done this before.

“Shall I leave?” she asked.

“No, not right away.” he said reassuringly,

stroking her arm. “I’ve only got a few things to do for the rest of the day: do some stuff for work, get the place sorted for next week, put a wash on.” he said, signaling to the bed sheets. “What are you up to?” he asked. She listed a few things she probably wouldn’t do just to have an answer. Then said she had to pee. “The bathroom is a work in progress, it’s half finished and… well, you’ll see.” he said. He directed her to the bathroom. She noted it was clean and relatively tidy with a brand new bath & toilet, and the wooden floor was half laid with spaces round them. She peed, washed her hands, checked her face in the mirror then went back into his bedroom where he was stripping the bed clothes.

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