I [F20] fucked an older dominant [47M] and I’m addicted and can’t get enough

I, 20 [F], fucked an older, 47 [M], in a hotel

For privacy purposes, names have been replaced with fictional names.

Look, Ok, I tried to write this as if it were some kind of steamy erotica from a Western Romance novel that a milf might rub her pussy to in a bubble bath, but it was coming out like pure shit. SO Instead, I’m just going to write all my thoughts about my day in bed with LordByronDeMarco right here, exactly as I think them… It will be more real and genuine that way anyway.

Fuck dude. I wish I were a better writer so I could capture every sensation, every taste, smell, look, and touch. I wish I had the words for all of it. LordByron rocked my fucking shit and I want more. We are actually currently chatting now as I write this, and after having met him, I can confidently say that he delivered on every single promise he made. One of the most magnetic and electrifying sexual experiences I have ever had. ***GOD, I LOVE BEING A SEXUALLY LIBERATED WOMAN IN THE 21ST CENTURY!!!*** It’s so nice to just be the dirty fucking filthy slut that I want to be without a fucking care. (That’s a lie, I take a pregnancy test like twice a week and get tested for STD’s like a hypochondriac, so I guess I do care, but I digress you get my point.)

Gosh, I’d like to point out how fucking dumb I feel writing this by the way. It’s much more difficult than you’d think, and I feel like every time I sit down in front of this almost blank document, everything I wanna say leaves my head. I guess I’ll just take a shot in the dark and start writing… I can’t promise it will be good, but I’ll just write and see where it leads me.

## HERE WE GO

Stepping onto the elevator, I adjusted my shirt for the tenth time since climbing out of my blue Subaru, feeling so excited and nervous for the day that was ahead of me. I was finally going to meet LordByronDeMarco (I’ll call him B for short.) The elevator ride was brief and my anxiety grew exponentially as the car ascended to the third floor. He’s more than double my age, and I couldn’t possibly be any more turned on by that. Perverting a young 20 year old such as myself? *“How fucking filthy is he?”* A smile definitely played across my lips as I contemplated what was in store, *“he’s damn lucky my biggest kink is old perverted men who want to dress me up cute and abuse my sweet ‘innocence.’”* But before I could ponder any more, the elevator doors opened.

I hardly glanced up and there it was… I could see the door to our room before I even stepped off of the lift, a soft glow coming from beneath the door. I heard no noise on the other side of the door. Walking towards it, I took a deep breath and knocked. The moment he answered the door half of my anxiety was immediately gone *“Oh my god he’s real”* I let out a sigh of relief and was very quickly able to staple a pretty smile to my face as B opened the door.

He looked striking, and my stomach did a backflip, the door barely had closed behind me before he had his arms around me in a hug. He smelled so fucking good, my chest was fluttering, my palms were sweaty and I couldn’t take my eyes off of his long, thick dark hair. Long hair has always been a severe weakness of mine, add that in the mix with the way he smelled and I could’ve melted right there in his arms. As I pulled back from the hug I got a better look at the rest of his features, I had seen pictures but there’s nothing like a strong, confident, and dominant male standing directly in front of me. Everything about him was intoxicating and we very quickly made our way to one of the hotel beds. **The conversations B and I had were really good by the way, but that’s not what you’re reading this for, is it?**

His touch was greedy and perverse in all the best ways, it was clear he was tired of living out fantasies in his mind, he wanted the real deal. LordByron wanted me, naked, hot, and wet in this bed with him, and I was more than willing to be his filthy little fuckhole. In less than five minutes, our lips met and the volcano erupted, heat pouring off of both our bodies as the smell of my perfume began to dance with his delicious cologne. *“More… I want more”* I decided adamantly in my mind. His kiss was hard and hot, and he pressed heavily against my body with each movement, as if he needed to feel every inch of me all at once. My heart was racing as the wetness between my thighs grew, and I just remember that all I could think about was how badly I needed this. I was aching for him, and It took very little effort to match his passion, his kissing, and his touching, exploring other’s bodies with fervor.

LordByron stopped kissing me briefly, his hand on my thigh to look at me as I slipped into my sweetest and most innocent fuck-me eyes, and coy smile. My fingers traced down his chest to his pants, rubbing at his hard cock underneath greedily.
“I want to suck on your cock” I stated, looking from my hand to B’s face ever so sweetly. From the sound of his groan, you would have thought he had been waiting weeks to hear those words come from my lips, and he quickly obliged my request and hurriedly tossed his pants and boxers across the floor. I wet my palm on my tongue and reached for him, making sure he could see my pretty eyes as I wrapped my small hand around his hard cock for the first time. I remember the chill that ran down my spine when I first put my mouth on him, kissing and nibbling his hipbones down to where I held his throbbing dick. Slowly licking up and down his long shaft as he stared at me, enamored and waiting for me to take him down my throat like I always told him I would.
Even in the heat of that moment, I couldn’t help but flashback to a conversation LordByron and I previously had where he stated he was going to take his time undressing me. I remember him telling me that he has a lot of restraint. Something tells me that I’m the exception to that rule!

Now, I LOVE sucking cock, there’s just something to me, about getting on my knees to please an older man with my mouth that just makes me feel incredibly submissive and ready to be used. LordByron’s cock was no omission. I had been dying for weeks now, to have the chance to please him and now that I finally had it, I moved swiftly and made no mistakes. Kissing up and down his shaft, my wet tongue gliding up his balls all the way to the head, never breaking eye contact. LordByron needed it, from the fire behind his eyes to his fingers in my hair patient yet urging, willing me to take him into my mouth. I spit on his dick and massaged it with my hand, placing my other hand on his thigh and opening my mouth to take him inside my mouth.

Sucking his cock was everything I imagined it would be, and I allowed myself to get really sloppy, saliva gleaming on his cock and dripping down my chin and fingers. It was as if his cock was made to fit down my throat perfectly.
“You want my cock in your pussy?” He asked, in his husky and modulated voice, with an accent that just makes my pussy drip.
“Yes please sir” I begged, needily. I *needed* him inside of me as soon as possible.

Only 15 minutes passed between when I entered the room and when his cock first penetrated my sweet, tight wet cunt, and the look on his face when it happened was nothing less than euphoric. More than anything I loved the feeling of being craved on a primal level by him. To be his prey, and to be feasted upon the way his eyes graced my skin was bliss, and I relished every moment. I’ve never met anyone who so closely has matched my sexual desires and appetite, and I just couldn’t get enough. *I still want more…*
LordByron’s cock felt enormous inside me, and I bit my lip as he started to hungrily thrust, stretching me open around him, and kissing my neck as he did. My body welcomed his touch as my nipples grew hard and my eyes rolled back into my head while he fucked me. The way he gripped my hips and breathlessly continued to pound his cock into me was pure bliss, As I told him afterward, it was 10/10.

When he was fucking me I had a hard time focusing if I’m being completely honest. I was absolutely enamored with the way his cock made me feel, cumming over and over on his hard shaft as his momentum became hurried and his breath became labored. Any anxiety I had earlier was long gone by now, the only thing I craved and desired was LordByrons hot sticky cum painting the inside of my wet little pussy. I wanted to feel his cum pouring out of my little cunt the whole drive home. Throwing my thick and juicy ass back against his big dick, I squeezed down on his shaft as my whole body was wracked with yet another orgasm. B was getting close and I could tell, as he was fucking me harder and faster, both our bodies covered in sweat, spit, and each other’s delicious fucking juices. It felt so amazing to take his cock like a dirty whore, and I wanted every last fucking drop of his cum. As we fucked with rabid and feverish intensity, I begged for it.

“Daddy,” I started calling him “please cum inside me I want it so fucking bad, please Daddy” I whimpered, as he continued to thrust, his grip on my hips growing tighter and tighter. Sensing his secret stores of liquid desire, I drew from him in orgasmic liquid fountains, his cum shooting against my cervix in thick ropes as he held me tightly and uttered the most masculine and attractive groan I have ever heard in my life. I felt nothing now but currents of pleasure coursing through my veins, ultimate sexual satisfaction had been achieved. This was nirvana, or at the very least, a Kurt Cobain Cardigan
*LordByron, If you’re reading this. It’s me who is not done with you this time…*

What I have written here is less than a glimpse of my day in bed with LordByronDeMarco, and hopefully the first of many intense and sexually charged adventures together. Like I said previously, I’m no erotica novel writer, and I actually haven’t done an actual piece of writing in almost 2 years, so forgive any grammatical errors or anything like that, but yea… Feel free to comment and tell me what you think :)

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