Just Got Over My Ex, And It Feels Good

I broke up with my long-term partner two weeks ago. He was the only one I ever dated seriously, so it's been a wild ride figuring out who I am without him. We had some intense sex, but mostly vanilla stuff. Last night, though, after about eight days of no touch, I finally let myself go and hooked up with a random guy from a dating app. He was young, probably in his early twenties, and he knew exactly what I wanted, which wasn't anything complicated: just hard cock, rough hands, and a mouth that didn’t hold back. We met at a hotel, no foreplay. He grabbed me roughly as soon as the door shut behind us, pressing my body against it, lips meeting mine aggressively. As we kissed, he slipped his hand down to my crotch, already throbbing with arousal from thinking about him all week. I moaned into our kiss and undid my pants quickly, pulling out my aching dick for his eager mouth. He took me in deep without hesitation, bobbing his head faster as if it was something we’d been practicing. I grabbed the back of his head to guide his movements, wanting that feeling of control, of being wanted so badly by someone else's hunger. After a few minutes, he pulled away and said roughly, 'You want it harder?' I nodded, needing to feel every inch of him pounding into me soon. He flipped me onto my stomach, hands fumbling for the lube in his bag, slicking himself up generously before pushing against my entrance. My body tensed at first but quickly relaxed as he entered with forceful thrusts that sent waves of pleasure through me. I was breathless by the time he started hitting my prostate with each powerful stroke, crying out every time he pulled back and slammed into me again. We both came almost simultaneously, his warmth filling me while I orgasmed hard onto the bed sheets beneath us.