Didn't think I'd ever be the one writing one of these but the man I mat up with thought many of you would enjoy to read about our time.

I saw a comment from an older man in this sub-reddit where he talked about taking his time with a woman when going down on her. Sounded like something I wish I experienced and I've always preferred older men so I impulsively messaged him without a game plan. One thing led to another and he managed to keep me on my toes for 4 days straight. We talked and he found ways to turn me on more and more each time. The first night we spoke I found myself so turned on I couldn't go to bed without touching myself. Before I knew it he told me he booked a room in a nice hotel. We talked about kinks and I found myself embarrassed for not really knowing what I liked. So he told me about his stranger kink. How he liked meeting with women who've never laid eyes on him, previously, and blind folding them before giving them a night to remember. Even though I was turned on by the thought of this I didn't see myself going through with it. As we spoke over the next few days or so he proved himself to not only be trustworthy and competent, but just plain experienced and sexy. Never boasting or braging but by being kind and informative. Finally, the day comes and I arrived at the hotel one day after work so nervous I can't stop shaking. When I get to the room he has a bag waiting for me outside of the door with a blind fold in it. I put it on and then he kisses me before letting me in the room. He's gentle as ge guides me around and gives me the drink I requested prior to my arrival. As things start to heat up he checks in with me frequently to see how I'm doing, but I'm struggling each time to find the world's to describe how I'm feeling. Best I can do is nervously smile. He starts to undress me and rub my body telling me how he wants me and how beautiful he thinks I am. His every touch makes me tremble as it's the only thing I had to react to. He begins to unbutton my shirt so slowly it feels like an eternity. Then he kisses my chest and tells me to keep my arms at my side. His kisses grow more passionate and I struggle keeping my arms down just wanting to grab whatever part of him I could. Finally, after taking his time removing ever article of clothing, my clothes are off and he pushes me on the bed. Soon after his tongue begins to tease my clit and I'm quivering even from his indirect touches. He stops licking me to rub his dick all over my clit. I've never begged to be fucked before, and could barely stand the thought of starting tonight, yet I had to bite my lip just to avoid doing so. But I try to push my hips into him to make sure he knew what I wanted. He puts me in cuffs and tells me to keep my hands above my head as he starts back eating my pussy. Another struggle as all I wanna do is play in his curly hair. I'm in bliss before I noticing him reaching for the vibrator. He traces my pussy lips with it then puts it in me while lightly sucking and licking my clit. After struggling a bit he makes me say please before bringing my hands town to play in his hair. I get so wet we could've slid off the bed, and start to get embarrassed. He stops everything he's doing to come up and kiss me as he fingers me, causing me to squirt for the first time. And then another 3 or 4 times. The bed is drenched, and I'm slightly humiliated that it all came from me. But before I knew it my legs were on his shoulders and he was stretching me out with his dick inside me. All composure went out the window and I found myself gripping the pillows around me. He stops before he cums and makes me squirt again. Casually. He asks me to ride his face and I get a little distracted on the way up as I start to grind my clit against his dick before he slips it inside of me. I ride him not really know what I'm doing but gaining more confidence and enthusiasm as I hear him swear under his breath. He grabs my throat and fucks me from beneath me, I cum again, then bend down to kiss him. Finally making my way to his face I'm so sensitive but his tongue still feels amazing. Unable to take anymore I lay next to him exhausted just for us to eventually fuck again. We have to exit the room by a certain time so we're trying to stop but he can't keep his hands off of me and I don't want to stop kissing him. Finally he breaks away to shower and I get dressed. When he finishes and walks out of the bathroom I cant help but think how handsome he looks, and as I was sitting across the room drinking water he came over and kneeled in front of me to start kissing me passionately again. Next thing I know my shirt is unbuttoned, my pants/panties are off and I'm on the bed. He goes down on me again and fucks me a little more aggressively. Eventually we pry ourselves off of one another while rushing out of the room to check out on-time.

Even writing this I can't believe it actually happened.