I was into older, hunky guys. So summer began and as a gift for doing well in high school, my parents bought me an iPhone. Within the first few hours,... I had downloaded Grindr and I was already chatting with six different men, deciding which dick pic I liked the best and who I was alright meeting up with.While chatting, a new guy started a conversation with me, asking me if I’m really 6’1″ (as I had indicated in my profile). His picture was just a torso and a glimpse of a lime green underwear.. We were both filled with so much lust. Our hands roaming over each other, grabbing at anything. Our tongues wrestling for dominance. I go first and place my hand on his covered cock, rubbing it. He's hard already. Good. He does the same to me. I missed this. I needed his cock again.I unbutton his jeans, never breaking our kiss. I reach into his jeans and start stroking his cock. I feel a hint of pre-cum on my fingers. It's not enough, tthough. Now I take control by pushing him against the wall.. Then, knowing my next question, went right on, “S-sso you c-can puh-p-pull d-d-down my puh-panties and—ohhh, g-g-g-god—fffffuck me...” “Whenever I want to?” “Yuh-yes! Wh-whenever you wuh-wuh-want to!” “Because you belong to me, right? You’re my property?” At this she looked up at me, and after a moment, in spite of her discomfort and still hunched over, she managed a small smile. “Y-yes. I be-belong to you. I’m yo-you’re p-property!” Her smile actually got a little wider as she said this. I. We met back up with her mom and grabbed some food from Firehouse Subs (my favorite). On the way home, we were in the backseat, both of us feeling frisky. You guys know what I'm talking about with what happened. We were petting a lot, and she bit my neck a few times. My hand was sliding inside her thigh, and she was slowly opening her legs inviting me. Her mom had been busy on her cell phone while she was driving the whole time. My fingers found their way into her extremely tight shorts. Man,.