My breakup roadtrip: Final night [MF]

The last leg of the trip wasn’t too long, but it had many spots to stop and take in the view. So I did. After a late start and a relaxed drive I arrived fairly late into the last place. I was exhausted from the trip so I freshened up and just through on some comfortable clothes (Zip up hoodie and yoga pants).

I went downstairs for dinner. I was sitting a restaurant in the hotel. There was one of those long tables and the guy next to me started chatting with me. I kind of ignored him as I looked around the room and ate my dinner. Another guy came and sat on the other side. He acted like we knew eachother and winked at me. I got the picture he had noticed me ignoring the guy to my right and was trying to help.

I took the help and this guy looked very safe. He was dressed casual nice and was fit. He had salt and pepper hair. He was older for sure, but good looking. Him and I chatted a bitand he invited me to join him and his colleagues at their table. I did.

We all chatted and had a drink as the night wound down. There was something about him. He carried himself confident. He was open about his life and his kids. He talked about his divorce, etc. I told him all about the break-up. Soon, I was tired so I headed up to my room. He also decided to head to his.

Standing in the elevator I realized how good looking he really was. he really had an aura. He looked at me and said something complimenting my confidence and beauty. I fell for the line. I launched across the elevator and kissed him hard and deep. His hands cradled my head as he kissed me back. The elevator door opened and we stumbled down the hall still making out. We got to his room and got inside.

He stopped and I remember his checking to be sure I was sure. It only made me want him more. I answered and unzipped my hoodie exposing my tits held in by a tight bra. We went at eachother kissing hard and pulling clothes off. Soon we were naked. We both stepped back to check eachother out.

He was older and fit. His cock was above average and girthy. He looked like a hot older man. He commented on my body and I his. I asked him how old he was and he said early 50s. I told him early 20s. I let him take a headless pic of me to show his friends (kind like this but I was younger, https://i.imgur.com/bCn0EcV.jpg ).

Then he moved me to the bed and kissed every inch of my body. Touching softly everywhere. It aroused me to no end. He knew what spots to touch and pressure to add. He didn’t just go for the usual. I was in another world already when he started sucking my tits and fingering me. He was expertly teasing my nipples while rubbing my g-spot. I started screaming as I squirted all over the bed and his hand. He didn’t waste any time getting between my legs and licking my pussy.

He licked my entire pussy and tongued my hole for a bit as I kind of recovered until he went to work on my clit. I don’t know how long but I was up in the clouds as I came again….hard. He licked up everything.

Then he stood at the edge of the bed and told me to come there. I sat on the edge of the bed. He grabbed my hair and forced my mouth on his cock. He started slowly face fucking me. I grabbed his ass and went harder. He took the hint and went harder too. He would pull me off to breathe every few seconds then back at it. He pulled me to standing by my hair and took me out to the patio. It was a bit cold, but he didn’t give me a chance to care. He bent me over the railing and spread my legs. I remember him mentioning how dripping my pussy was. I told him to shut up and fuck. He did.
He had a condom on somehow and started to slide his thick dick into my tight hole. He pulled my hair back arching my back and started pounding in. I’m sure my ass rippled with each thrust. It was so good. I have no idea if anyone was watching. I couldn’t have cared.

He was pounding my pussy and rubbing my asshole at the same time. My tits were swinging free and my hands holding the railing so I didn’t hit my head. I came multiple times.

He stopped and turned me around and picked me up. He lowered me on his cock as I wrapped my legs around him. He walked inside and laid me on the bed. He then fucked me standing at the edge of the bed as I lay there spread eagle taking every inch. It was so good! I came again. He stopped to reposition.

I grabbed his cock and sucked all my cum off the condom. Then kissed him hard. for the next few hours he fucked me every which way from every angle possible. He fucked me like he knew I’d be the last 20 yr old he’d fuck. I was fucked on one leg, upside down, against walls, chairs, counters and anything we could think of. At one point we 69’d while he licked my ass hole and fingered it. I had every nerve lit up and feeling everything deeply. I loved everything. I remember screaming and commenting on his stamina. I came so many time’s I was running out of fluids, my pussy ached.

I finally looked at him while laying on the bed with my legs quivering and said your turn. I mounted him and rode him. I grinded my hips back and forth slowly and talked dirty to him as I picked up the pace. Eventually I was bouncing on his cock and my big tits were flying free as he finally let out a loud groan and pulled out of me. I slipped off and he had the condom off and came in my mouth. I swallowed everything I got. He kissed me hard. Not caring about the cum in my mouth.

We both laid there exhausted. He played with my tits as we caught our breath. It was almost 6am. We fucked all night. I forced myself up (remembering it was his room). I took his limp cock in my mouth and sucked it one last time. I got dressed and hurried back to get some sleep before checkout.

I always had an older guy thing after that. I never saw or talked to any of those guys again. Needless to say I got over my ex especially with the help of the last night.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/aw19cj/my_breakup_roadtrip_final_night_mf

5 comments

  1. Great story and great motivation for us “older guys”. Even though I’m not in my 50’s, I can relate to the guy in this story and even resemble him in some ways. I like to think of myself as “more experienced”. ?

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