First Time Since the Breakup

I’ve been single for about a month now after my long-term relationship ended. It was rough at first, so many mixed emotions, but as days turned into weeks, I began to feel a new sense of freedom and excitement. Today felt especially liberating because it marked the first time since breaking up that I had sex with someone else. I met her through a dating app last week, and we hit it off instantly. We’ve been messaging for days, sharing stories, interests, and lots of flirtation. She’s in her early thirties, just like me, with a bubbly personality and an adventurous spirit that I could sense from the start. It was clear from our conversation that she wasn’t looking for anything serious either; we both wanted to explore and enjoy each other without strings attached. We agreed on meeting up tonight at my place after dinner together at a cozy Italian restaurant. The anticipation built all evening, but when we got back to my apartment, it felt natural yet electrifying. We kissed softly at first, then with increasing fervor as our bodies pressed closer and hands started roaming beneath clothes. We moved into the bedroom quickly, shedding clothes in haste without breaking lips or touch. As I guided her onto the bed, she straddled me, pushing my shirt up to kiss across my chest. Our bodies were slick with sweat already from all the friction. She grabbed a condom and rolled it on me while kissing down my neck. Then we both eased into each other, fingers gripping as our hips moved together in rhythm. I watched her face contort with pleasure, eyes closed tight, breaths shortening with every thrust. Her breasts bounced slightly, nipples hard against skin. The sensation was incredible, every inch of me connected and stimulated, a new heat between us that only grew hotter. We continued like this for what felt like an eternity, pulling away to catch our breath then diving right back in. She guided my hand under her to circle her clit faster until she shuddered and came with a soft moan. Then it was my turn; I flipped us over so I could thrust deeper while kissing her deeply again. It felt liberating yet deeply intimate, sharing this moment of pure pleasure after being closed off for months due to the breakup. It’s moments like these that remind me how much I’ve missed sex and connection with someone new, free from past relationship hang-ups.