I CALLED A MAN FROM TINDER AND HE TREAT ME AS FUCK AND HE CUM TOO MUCH

The Video: A Raunchy Tales of Lust and Misunderstanding

The sun was just beginning to set over the city skyline when Rina, a smoldering Asian beauty with curves that could make a saint sin, decided to take a chance on love. Or lust, as the case may be. She had matched with a man named Jack on Tinder, and despite his less than stellar profile picture, she was intrigued by his sense of humor. So, she sent him a message, boldly propositioning him for a night of passion.

Jack, for his part, was surprised but pleased by Rina’s forwardness. He had always been drawn to confident women, and Rina’s bold approach was a major turn-on. So, he agreed to meet her at a posh hotel downtown, where they could enjoy some privacy away from prying eyes.

When Rina arrived at the hotel, she was a little nervous but also incredibly excited. She had never done anything like this before, but there was something about Jack that made her feel safe, even if she had never met him in person. She took a deep breath and knocked on the door to his room.

Jack opened the door, and Rina’s breath caught in her throat. He was even more handsome in person, with chiseled features and a dangerously sexy smile. He welcoming her inside, his eyes roaming over her body hungrily.

“I’m so glad you came,” he murmured, pulling her into his arms. “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”

Rina melted into his embrace, feeling his hardness pressing against her thigh. She knew she wanted him, more than she had ever wanted anyone before. Without a word, she began to undress, letting her clothes fall to the floor.

Jack’s breath caught in his throat as he took in the sight of her, naked except for a lacy pair of panties. His hands roamed over her body, exploring every curve and crevice. He leaned down and captured her mouth in a searing kiss, his tongue delving deep.

Rina moaned into his mouth, her hands fisting in his hair. She could feel the heat building between her legs, and she knew she needed him inside her, now.

Jack seemed to sense her urgency, and he quickly stripped off his own clothes before pushing her back onto the bed. He settled between her thighs, and Rina gasped as she felt his hard length pressing against her. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer.

“Please, Jack,” she whimpered. “I need you.”

With a groan, Jack thrust inside her, stretching her walls deliciously. He began to move, his hips snapping against hers in a steady rhythm. Rina cried out, her nails digging into his back.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” Jack panted. “I can’t believe how tight you are.”

Rina could only moan in response, lost in the overwhelming pleasure of it all. Jack’s thrusts grew harder and faster, and Rina could feel herself climbing towards her peak.

Just as she was about to come, Jack suddenly pulled out, flipping Rina over onto her hands and knees. He entered her again from behind, holding onto her hips for leverage. Rina cried out, the new angle hitting all the right spots.

“Yes, Jack!” she screamed. “Don’t stop!”

Jack pounded into her, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. Rina could feel her orgasm building, and she knew it was going to be a big one.

And then, all at once, it hit her like a tidal wave. Rina screamed out her pleasure, her walls clenching around Jack’s throbbing cock. Jack followed seconds later, groaning as he spilled himself deep inside her.

They collapsed onto the bed, both panting and sweaty. Rina could feel Jack softening inside her, and a smile curved her lips. That had been incredible, even better than she had hoped.

But as Jack rolled away from her, she noticed something strange. His softening cock was still leaking a steady stream of cum, more than any man she had ever been with before.

“Um, Jack?” she asked, a little concerned. “Are you okay?”

Jack looked down at himself, his eyes widening in shock. “I… I don’t know,” he stammered. “It’s never been like this before.”

Rina’s concern turned to panic as she realized the implications. What if Jack wasn’t a one-time fling, but her new, cum-finder? What if every time she went on a Tinder date, she ended up with a man who just couldn’t stop cumming?

The thought made her shiver, and not in a good way. She quickly got up and began to gather her clothes, not wanting to stick around to see if Jack’s cumming would ever stop.

“Look, this was fun and all,” she said, pulling on her dress. “But I really need to go. Thanks for the, uh, good time.”

Jack just stared at her, looking lost and confused. Rina felt a pang of guilt, but she knew she had to leave. She couldn’t handle being with a man who would never stop cumming.

So, with one last glance at Jack’s groin, where thick ropes of cum were still leaking out, Rina grabbed her purse and walked out the door, leaving a clueless Jack behind her. She knew it was wrong to use him like that, but she just couldn’t handle the thought of a future with a cum-fiend.

As she walked down the street, Rina couldn’t help but smile a little. It had been one hell of a date, even if it had ended poorly. And who knows? Maybe someday she would meet a man who could keep it in his pants. For now, though, she was content to be a single, cum-less woman in a world of oversharing lovers.