I don’t have sex very often, but something came over me and I felt generous and a little naughty while on vacation alone. I got talking to guy working in the hotel who was kind to me when I really needed it and seemed genuine, not just trying to hit on me like most men I talk to. I won’t go into detail but we got talking and he had a pretty hard life and was dealing with a lot of pressure, stress and pain. He just seemed like he couldn’t catch a break.
He was not my type, skinny and tired looking, but not unattractive. I’d say I’m seen as an attractive and sexually desirable woman: conventionally pretty, slim, curvy, long hair. It was pretty clear he wanted me.
Talking to him it became obvious he hadn’t had sex in a long time (almost a year) and seemed to have a lot of pent up sexual frustration. Smiling at him, or brushed my hand against his leg or neck was enough to get him visibly worked up.
He tried to kiss me and it got very heated very quickly. We made out for a while and felt him get hard as a rock. I stopped it before it got too far and said I wasn’t interested in sex with him and he was very apologetic.
Afterwards I thought about it. The way he kissed me I could tell he wanted it badly. I have a denial kink, and the thought of him working all night with the worst case of blue balls after I got him worked up really turned me on and I fantasised about a normal sexually deprived guy taking out all this built up sexual frustration on me. I also wanted to return the kidness, so invited him to my room and got all dressed up. He was nervous at first but couldn’t take his clothes off faster.
I gave him head, which I am admittedly great at, and he sounded like his soul was going to leave his body. He had a very tight cut cock and his balls felt full and tight in his sack.
He started moaning, gasping and trembling as soon as he entered me. I was so turned on by how much he seemed to be loving every second. I thought he was going to cum almost instantly but we were at it for over an hour. He said he takes a long time so I let him take his time. I massaged him all over to release tension, I rode him and he hit it from every positions.
His eyes kept rolling into the back of his head and his whole body spasmed. It felt good anyway, but his reaction turned me on so much I orgasmed twice. He exploded and pumped me full of cum and continued to spurt over my stomach when he pulled out. He shuddered and moaned then lay there laughing. He said how long it’s been and that I had no idea how much he needed that (I did). He couldn’t believe his luck.
His energy was so much lighter, like a huge weight had been lifted. He did seem to shoot half his body weight out. It felt like his body was finally able relax. He went back to work, but slept all day the next day. The slut in me loved being used for relief and gratification but I also like to think I helped him and made him feel good, which he honestly deserved.
