My breakup roadtrip: Night 1 [MF]

So, when I was about 20 I was seeing a guy and we had plans to take a roadtrip for the long weekend. As it got closer, him and I got worse and worse. We finally ended it and I would say we both were hurt. Somethings were said and there was a fight.
I had the weekend free and decided to still take the roadtrip as sitting at home for a long weekend wouldn’t do me any good and my friends already had their plan. I wasn’t sure what was ahead of me, but I packed some condoms…in case.

I drove for a few hours and stopped at the first place we were planning (hotels were paid for). I got dressed up and went out looking to make myself feel better. I had some dinner alone and was enjoying a drink at the hotel bar. I ended up chatting with the bartender most of the night.

I remember him being very tall (probably 6’6″ish and lanky. He was quite skinny ( didn’t hit the gym) and a bit dorky. He was nice and not at all my type. It was nice to chat with him. He was very kind and great at his job entertaining the people at the bar.

He finished his shift and joined me for a drink. Telling me about his life. I was having such an easy time talking to him. I invited him up to my rom for another drink. He mentioned it was ‘frowned upon’, but I insisted. I didn’t want to be alone until I was tired.
We went up to my room and continued to have drinks. He was so nervous it was cute. Very nerdy kinda nervous. Unsure what to do. I liked it. I asked him when he last had sex and it was a while for him. I went into the bathroom and changed into my robe. I walked out in only my robe.

He nervously adjusted. I told him I was just out of a relationship and I wanted to use him to make me feel better. He obliged. I dropped the robe and walked over to the bed and sat on the edge facing him. I told him to stand up and take off his clothes.

I remember him getting to his boxers and thinking how he was so tall and lanky. Every extremity was so long and skinny. He hesitated taking off his boxers but did. I stared at him as he nervously stood there. His cock was very long and skinny, just like him. He was hard mast.

I dropped to my knees and took as much in my mouth as possible. As he became fully hard it thickened a bit and I realized I was too short on my knees so I had to sit on the bed (he was so tall). I licked every inch of that long shaft and took each ball into my mouth. I wanted to give him a night to remember. I made him fuck my face and gagged on his cock.
It didn’t take long for him to cum. He tried to pull out, but I put my hands on his ass and held him deep in my mouth and swallowed every drop. I crawled back on the bed and motioned for him to join me. I kissed him hard as he moved to sucking my tits.

He spent a while there before moving down to my pussy. When he got there it shocked me as he was sooo good. He teased my clit a bit with his tongue before sucking it hard and fingered my G-spot until I was cumming all over his tongue. I’m a screamer and dirty talker. So I screamed at him to lick up every drop, amongst other things I’m sure. It was really good and made me want more.

I told him to lay on his back. I opened and slid the condom down his cock. It made it most of the way. Then I followed it and slid down his cock. I face him and put his hands on my tits. I rode that cock. I got most of it in me. It was so long, but didn’t quite fill me up.

I remember it being an odd feeling to be so deep, but not stretch me like I loved. I pulled his hands off my tits and leaned over burying his face in them. He sucked them and it was enough to make me cum again. (I absolutely love my tits sucked.)

Then I hopped off before he started cumming and walked with him to the bathroom. I bent over the counter and he fucked me from behind. This didn’t last long as he was so tall and it didn’t hit the spot. So I hopped up on the counter and faced him. My legs over his shoulders. I remember telling him to make me forget my ex. He fucked me with his hands on my tits I was screaming for more. I needed to get more it wasn’t enough. He leaned into me and I remember feeling like I was choking on his cock. It was soooo deep. A bit painful, but made me get into it. Then he picked me up and brought me to be bed. He bent my legs over my head and made himself rigid. His long body was like a plank over me. But his hard cock was like a sword that he let drop into my pussy. I took all of it. It was again sore, but the pain was pleasure.

Soon he was ready to cum and let me know. He pulled out and pulled off the condom. Of course, he came on my tits. I told him to get dressed. He served his purpose. I was tired and sore.

I woke up the next morning alone in my bed half covered by the sheets with cum dried on my chest. I jumped in the shower ready for my next stop on the roadtrip.

I headed downstairs and was checking out. I walked through the hotel and looked over at the hotel bar. He was already at is day shift. I walked over to him and leaned in. I told him he was great. (It wasn’t entirely true, but confidence goes a long way and he was seriously so nice).

Day two…next

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