Date with B

My relationship ended after many years, it broke my heart. It makes me wonder why I have to go on. I want to forget everything and just feel. So I did what I did when I was 17, I went on Tinder and found a fuck.

The first 'date', if you can call it that, was with a guy in his mid-thirties, 6'4". At his place. We talk a bit on Tinder about life and sex.

He picked me up at the bus station and let me into his house. I took off my coat and shoes, when that was done he told me "you really are 5ft" with a grin on his face. He picked me up and threw me against his wall, kissing and touching me. All kissing and touching we went into his bedroom where he threw me on the bed. He took off my shirt. He grabbed my breasts and squeezed them hard until they were bruised. He called me a slut. He started biting and sucking on them as he took off my trousers and underwear. I lay naked in his bed getting wet, he just looked me over for a bit.

He took off his clothes. He grabbed my ankles and pushed me off the bed and down to the floor. He grabbed my cheek and said "open your mouth my slut" No I said so he opened it for me and shoved his dick in my mouth and fucked it while I choked on it. My pussy pulsed with the need to have him inside me so I did the next best thing and played with myself, teasing my clit and slowly inserting a finger. He saw what I was doing, "fucking slut you like this don't you? getting off on my dick fucking your throat. Fucking choking on my"

He took a step back and picked me up again to throw me on the bed. Grabbed me hard so my ass was on the side of the bed. Played with my clit while roughly inserting 2 fingers. Called me his slut and tight. He Let go of me and grabbed my hips he impaled me on him fucking me hard, rough having my begging to go slower because of the sting of not being wet enough for him yet. Ignoring my pleas, his hand grabs my throat, slowly squeezing it until he choked me with one hand while the other roughed up my chest. He bites and sucks on them, calling me a slut.

All the sensations turn me on more and more, making me wetter and wetter. I could hear the wet sound of my pussy being fucked to oblivion. My body loved it, the fucking, the pain. I came loose. I never had this kind of sex with my ex. So raw, so rough. I haven't come hard on a dick in a long time.