Grand Canyon Blowjob

Hey y'all,

I'm finishing up a short road trip vacation around southern Utah and the Grand Canyon area of Arizona. So far I've been well behaved but today when I was off on my own, away from my sons, I had a bit of a naughty adventure.

I was standing at the edge of the Grand Canyon, the vast expanse stretching out before me, a breathtaking panorama of layered rock and endless sky. My two boys, eager and adventurous, had already set off on the Bright Angel Trail, their excitement palpable as they disappeared into the canyon. I, however, had opted for a more leisurely stroll along the rim trail, heading towards the Yavapai area and its museum.

The museum was quiet, a peaceful sanctuary away from the bustling crowds at the overlooks. I wandered through the exhibits, taking in the history and geology of the canyon. As I paused to examine a display of ancient artifacts, I felt a presence beside me.

"Excuse me," a man said, his voice deep and confident. "Are you Jen Dvorak, by any chance?"

I turned to face him, surprised. He was a dad type, middle-aged with a friendly smile and kind eyes. "Yes, that's me," I admitted, a slight blush creeping onto my cheeks.

"I thought so," he said, extending a hand. "I'm Tom. I recognized you from your AFF and... other social media accounts."

I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Oh, really?"

Tom nodded, his smile turning slightly mischievous. "I have to admit, I'm a big fan of your... stories. And your pictures. You're even more beautiful in person."

I felt a thrill run through me, a mix of flattery and excitement. "Thank you," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

Tom leaned in closer, his voice low. "I have to confess, I've always wanted to meet you. I never do anything spontaneous, but this... this is a chance of a lifetime. Would you, perhaps, be interested in a little... fun?"

My heart raced, my breath catching in my throat. I was flattered, turned on, and more than a little intrigued. "What did you have in mind?" I asked, my voice steady despite the butterflies in my stomach.

Tom glanced around the museum, then back to me. "I saw a few places outside that might offer some privacy. Just a little section of the trail, leading to a secluded picnic table."

I felt a rush of excitement, my body responding to the suggestion. "Lead the way," I said, my voice filled with anticipation.

We slipped out of the museum, my heart pounding in my chest. Tom led me to a quiet section of the trail, just as he'd promised. The picnic table was tucked away, hidden from view by a cluster of trees. I could hardly contain my excitement as Tom sat down, his eyes filled with desire.

I knelt before him, my hands trembling slightly as I unzipped his pants. His cock sprang free, thick and impressive, his balls shaved smooth. I licked my lips, eager to take him in my mouth. I wrapped my fingers around his shaft, marveling at its girth, then leaned forward, taking him deep into my throat.

Tom groaned, his hands tangling in my hair as he began to fuck my face. I loved every second of it, the feel of his cock in my mouth, the taste of him, the way his hands guided my head. I used every technique I knew, licking, sucking, teasing, my tongue swirling around his shaft, my lips tightening around him.

Tom's breath grew ragged, his hips moving faster as he chased his release. I could feel him swelling in my mouth, could taste the saltiness of his precum. I braced myself, ready for his load, eager to swallow every drop.

With a final thrust, Tom came, his cock erupting into the back of my throat. I gagged slightly but savored every drop, my eyes watering as I swallowed him down. I looked up at him, my lips glistening, a satisfied smile on my face.

Tom helped me to my feet, his eyes filled with gratitude and admiration. "That was... incredible," he said, his voice hoarse. "Can I have your number? I'd love to return the favor sometime."

I smiled, my heart still racing from the thrill of it all. I recited my number, knowing that this was just the beginning of a new adventure. As we parted ways, I couldn't help but feel a sense of exhilaration, my body still tingling from the encounter. This trip to the Grand Canyon was turning out to be more exciting than I ever could have imagined.

As I write this, I have to wonder, would you approach me if you saw me in public? What would you say or show me? It's pretty thrilling I think.