First Time Since The Breakup

Went to a swingers party last night for the first time since my breakup. It was like the world had just opened up again after being closed off. Saw this guy, Steve, he's forty, fit with dark hair and intense eyes, and I knew right away he'd be mine for the night. We started talking, and there was instant chemistry. He suggested we head to one of the rooms upstairs. The room was dimly lit, but I could feel his hands all over me before long. Kissing turned into tongues swirling, and clothes were shed faster than a high-speed elevator. His erection was already prominent through his boxers when he slipped them off, revealing an impressive length. I guided him towards the bed, our bodies meeting in heated friction as we explored each other's mouths again. He entered me with one swift thrust, oh god, it had been too long since I felt someone this deep inside me. We moved together like a well-oiled machine, his pace steady and unrelenting, hitting all my sweet spots. Moans escaped from both of us in tandem, the room filled with our heavy breathing and gasps. He leaned over to kiss me again as he came, pulsing hot seed deep within me. Laying there afterward, I felt alive and connected to this moment like never before.