[FM] Tinder, vacation, and using your hotel room to the fullest.

I am most often shy and reserved, but sometimes the stars align and my inner hoe comes out. A month ago was a prime example. I went on vacation and decided that I wanted to explore the local culture in a different sort of way.

I spent the morning exploring town, checking out the art museum and eating pho. I checked into my hotel in the early afternoon, and was laying in bed when I got a notification that I’d been superliked on tinder. I swiped quickly through potential matches, dodging left and right until I saw the one. His first photo showed him with his head thrown back in laughter as he got down on the dance floor. I liked his energy. I immediately swiped right to match before opening his profile and I was greeted by his great shock of dark wavy hair and a beaming smile in every photo. I quickly composed my message.

“You’re cute and I’ve got a hotel room downtown. What are you up to this weekend?”

He messaged back almost immediately. He would be at the same event that I was going to that evening, and chatted a little more about it. He asked where I was staying, and when I replied he remarked that it was two minutes from his work.

I replied back in a manner that pretended like I was internally debating my next steps, but I knew what I was doing. I invited him to drop by. Within thirty minutes of matching, I was meeting him in the hotel lobby. He was even better looking than his photos. Tall, lean, and he was wearing a suit.

I grabbed his hand and led him to the elevators. We chit-chatted nervously about my trip. As soon as the door shut in my room, we kissed. It became very passionate very quickly. Hands explored and peeled away at clothing. I ran my fingers through his hair. It was clear that he was a little on the dominant side as he took control of the situation and put some force into his kisses.

Getting him undressed was a bit trickier than I’d imagined. I’m not used to fucking hot lawyers who wear ties and button-down shirts, and it didn’t help that my hands were shaking with excitement and nervous energy. I grabbed his tie to pull him closer to me as I fumbled to unbutton his shirt. He pulled back and chuckled as he deftly finished the job and tore his shirt and tie off, revealing a tanned and toned body and one very ridiculous tattoo.

I quickly stripped out of my sweater and tights, down to my lacy black bra and panties. When he pulled down his pants, I was floored. His dick was enormous, and he was uncircumcised. It was gorgeous. I dropped to my knees and started devouring his cock. I occasionally glanced up to look at his face to see his expression. It was one of pleasure mixed with disbelief. His cock was so big that I had to use both hands to play with his shaft while my tongue worked elsewhere. I swirled the top of my tongue around his foreskin and down the length of his cock and then tried to take as much of it as possible inside of my mouth. He ran his fingers through my hair and softly thrust himself into my mouth as I gagged. I had only planned on blowing him, but I knew the second I saw him naked that I needed his cock inside of me.

I moaned that I wanted him to fuck me, so he positioned me at the edge of the bed. He grabbed my hip with one hand, and used the other to guide his cock inside of me. I propped myself up on my elbows to get a better look. It hurt going in, and I never got used to the uncomfortable sensation of his largeness. Still, it felt amazing. He thrust in and out, slow at first but working up speed. I gasped and writhed as the pleasure built inside of me. It wasn’t enough to get me off. I wanted to put on a show for him. I reached down and started rubbing myself to supplement his thrusting. It felt so incredible.

He told me that he was going to cum. I breathlessly replied that I wanted to swallow it. His eyes got huge in excitement as he jumped up and repositioned himself by my head. I sucked on the tip of his cock, and fondled his balls with my hands. He took one of my hands and gently guided it lower, so I took the cue and rubbed my finger on his asshole. It didn’t take long for him to spill his load into my waiting mouth. I swallowed every drop.

He sat on the bed for a few moments to regain his bearings, and then got up and began to redress.

“Do you do this often?”

“No, never,” I lied.

When we were each fully clothed again, I escorted him to the door and bid him farewell. I’m secretly a little crushed that I haven’t found any local dick of that magnitude.

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