Last year of college finally he fucked

This is my real confession… nobody knows this till today.Final year college trip to a famous place, 3 days. On the last afternoon everyone was out for shopping . I got tired and told the group, “I’m going back to the hotel to rest.”He (the guy who’d been trying to get with me for two years) instantly said, “I’ll come too, let’s grab lunch in the room.”We reached the hotel. I had a single room, he had a double. He said, “Come to mine, the AC is on.” The second the door clicked shut, he hugged me from behind. I laughed but didn’t push him away.Two minutes later we were kissing like animals. He pulled my top off, unhooked my bra, and threw me on the bed. I took off his shirt and jeans. His cock was already rock-hard. He pulled a condom from his wallet; the bastard came prepared.I just closed my eyes. He went slow at first… a little pain, then pure pleasure. After a few minutes he flipped me over, took me from behind. The bed was creaking so loud I was scared the next room would hear.Then he suddenly picked me up, still inside me, stood in the middle of the room and fucked me standing. My legs wrapped around his waist, nails digging into his back. When he was about to cum he threw me back on the bed and came hard inside the condom, right next to my face.We lay there soaked in sweat, breathing like we’d run a marathon. He kissed my forehead and whispered, “I waited two fucking years for this.”I smiled and said, “We still have two more nights left on this trip…”That night we did it three more times. Next morning at breakfast with the whole group, nobody had a clue.Those three days in that hotel room are still the wildest, dirtiest secret of my life.