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Broken – First Hotel Date

So I drove to the hotel. It was midweek and I had to check in at 11AM. This was always the worst feeling. I am naturally a risk adverse person and there is so much risk. You give them your name and a form of payment. There is a record of you being where you are not supposed to be.

Broken is a story that is best read Chronologically to start from the beginning – Prologue

So I drove to the hotel. It was midweek and I had to check in at 11AM. This was always the worst feeling. I am naturally a risk adverse person and there is so much risk. You give them your name and a form of payment. There is a record of you being where you are not supposed to be. Not too mention there is always a strange look from the front desk about checking in mid day when you live near by. You would think they would just be trained to ignore it but maybe I was thinking they were looking closer than they were. Anyways… swallow hard and get past it.

I was there earlier than her. I brought some alcohol. I needed to calm my nerves and it always gets me more in a mood sexy, risky, more aggressive. Being an INFJ empath there is a natural state of trying to feel the vibe and analyze the surroundings. But i needed to be bolder and less in my head. Booze helps. I downed two drinks of vodka with a mixers. Always my go to. I would plan to have one when she go there.

I nervously awaited her arrival. Excited and ready as well. She arrived and brought some wine with her we both had a drink before I pulled her in and kissed her. It was magic when we kissed. I brought her over to the bed put her up there on her knees and grabbed both her arms and with one hand pinned both her wrists behind her while continuing to kiss her. I even teased her a little and this drove her a bit crazy. She looked so sexy. She was in jeans and a shirt. We got her out of those quickly. I wanted to have lots of foreplay and had her naked before I removed one item of my own clothing.

I undressed her and she was naked still had tan lines from her trip and my god she looked sooo good. She had hips to die for, her boobs were amazing, fake but not terribly so. Her nipples were perfect. I kissed her and started to touch her. I rubbed her clit until she was wet and then slid my finger in her. There was something about her that brought out my inner primal side. I grabbed her there as if I owned it. And she loved it. I played with her, went down on her but she wanted me. I started to relinquish back some control.

She unzipped my pants and took me in her mouth. It felt soooo good. She gives a sexy bj. I continued to play and touch her while she was sucking my cock. The more I stimulated her she moaned with her mouth full of me. I love that! And then she said what every guy wants to hear. “Fuck me please”.

I climbed on top and pushed inside her and started to fuck her slowly. I think she wanted it rough. But I was afraid I would cum in like 10 seconds. I started to get nervous again after that last finish. I should have just taken control again and told her I wanted it this way but didn’t. I have had so little sex in the last several years that I didn’t have any feeling for my stamina. I started to go faster and anytime i felt it getting close I would slow down. Except one time I felt it getting away from me. I pulled out of her and couldn’t tell if I stopped it or I came. “Oy vey” was all I could think in my head. What just happened? I don’t even know. For christ sakes Matt get your shit together.

Whether it was an orgasm or a faux one I still don’t know to this day but I went limp. And all I could think of “Are you fucking kidding me, I get a hard on in a decent wind. You have a hot girl here what the holy hell is going on.” I couldn’t explain it. All i would tell her is that i get overheated, which is true, but I am not sure that was the case.

I went right back to playing with her for a bit. She never made me feel less than because of it but i knew she wasn’t happy. But I got playful. I took her by the hand and brought her in front of a mirror. I kissed her neck and ran my hands over her body and told her how sexy she looked. And she liked seeing my hands run over her tanned body. Then I felt it again, “Thank god” This time I went big I kind of half picked her up and shoved her on the bed with force. She gasped and I fucked her while standing at the end of the bed while she laid on it. Finally a good fuck and I came.

This was a great day probably one of my fondest memories of her. It is when our connection went deeper. I literally had meaningful conversation with her with my fingers inside her grabbing her pussy. It was silly, fun, sexy, and deep all at the same time. Could it ever be this good again…

Author: Matt

Hi, I’m Matt. Just your average uneventful guy. Going through something I couldn’t possible ever thought possible.

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