It felt good chatting to Rob and a few times I forgot all about the fact that I was completely naked and then when I remembered, it gave me a little thrill. I had completely put Alan and his dilators out of my mind. I was on holiday and I might as well enjoy myself. I don't know what the future held for me and Alan but I was enjoying Rob's attention. It had been such a long time since a guy chatted me up. I forgot how good it felt. He made me feel completely relaxed. The funny thing was, he was just in this right sweet spot where I did find him incredibly attractive and charming but I had no worries about falling in love with him.
I did want to fuck him, I realised, but all I wanted was sex. This was not romance, it was something more primal. I could picture him fucking me in so many ways, I could visualise sucking his cock and looking up past his hairy chest to his green eyes. I could not imagine being his girlfriend. I didn't see us going on a date. I wanted him to just take me up to his room as soon as possible. Every now and then he would touch my arm, gently put his hand on my waist and each time it send little shockwaves causing my heart to beat faster.
In the end when he suggested coming up to his room without even the barest pretext I accepted with such alacrity that he was a little taken aback. We walked through the lobby and I walked ahead of him on the stairs so he could look up at my ass and pussy. I looked over my shoulder to confirm that he took up on the invitation. He smiled back. We walked along the corridor arm in arm and I felt emboldened to whisper in his ear.
"Just to let you know. I haven't had sex in six months."
"Well, we better make up for lost time then."
It was thrilling, not just the prospect of sucking his cock, but actual fucking as well. How long had it been since the last time someone put his cock in my ass? three years? more? I couldn't wait to reach his room. He let me in and I didn't wait, I sank to my knees as he stood with his back to the door.
He murmured approval as I undid his flies and fished out his cock. It was long, girthy, thick-veined and delighted to see me. I marvelled as it grew in my hands and my mouth opened instinctively. I kissed and then enveloped his head. His cock filled my mouth and with a little twist of my neck, my throat. It felt wonderful to me. It felt like coming home. Now it was his turn to be impressed as I drew him all the way into me. It was difficult as he was much bigger than Alan but I lived for this. I regurgitated him all the way out, coughing a little phlegm onto his cock for easy entry and then drew him back again.
"Oh man, that's incredible"
"Right?"
He had his phone in his hand.
"Mind if I film you?"
I lifted my head off his cock, licked and stroked it.
"Sure, but I don't want to be identifiable."
"No problem. I can blindfold you if you want?"
"That would be great."
He fetched a sleep mask and some fabric from the bedside table and I stayed on my knees.
"Let's tie your hands together while we're at it. Would you like that?"