Best tinder hookup stories

Best tinder hookup stories

One thing led to another, and before I knew it we were doing it in the men's bathroom. But when we met and locked eyes and it was electric.

Maybe it was the tequila we

Sure, you may have tried getting lucky on dating apps like Tinder. Maybe it was the tequila we were drinking, I don't know. He'd look nothing like his picture or smell like old milk or something else that would be a dealbreaker. We met up with a guy that was actually my friend's match, and his friend from out of town. Everything he said sounded deep and sexy.

Or showed up covered in cat hair and proceeded to show you photo after photo of her cat, Mittens. We were at the bar where we met up at for a solid four hours on a Tuesday, and when we finally looked at the time we both couldn't believe how late it was. We met at a craft beer hall by my house, and he measured up to the guy he claimed to be on his profile. Then I invited him in, and we had sex on every surface of my kitchen.

Sure you may

We've been dating for almost a year now, and whenever people ask how we met I tell this story. Then he sits down with me on the weight bench and starts taking my clothes off, and it made sense why we were really there. People were so thirsty on the app that I literally had my pick of whoever I wanted. Which actually made it tough to narrow down.

He was just as funny in person as he was via text, which basically never happens to me. You can browse potential matches by a variety of filters, from basics like proximity to sexual preferences and even kick acts of choice. Or cried to you about her ex-boyfriend.

He offered to walk me home, and I let him since it was late. Most of the time our efforts were fruitless, but there was this one night that I scored big. Users can connect with other members via webcam and host videos on their profiles.

However, the lack of detail means the search functionality isn't as granular as its other two competitors mentioned above. He lets us in the back door, and we're in the weight room, and I sit down on one of the weight benches and wait for him to get whatever he came for. We'd awkwardly make small talk, then I'd make an excuse and head home. We'd been talking for a few weeks and I thought he was fine, but wasn't in a big rush to meet him or anything. For anyone out there struggling, I hope this story gives you hope that it's possible.