Straight Male / 32
A Great Fuck
I was on a job in a small town for a few weeks. After a while I found a cafe that opened at 7am where I could get a coffee and breakfast before work. At first the waitress didn't pay me much attention. When I showed up every day she started saying good morning, wanted to know my name , what I was doing in town. Without meaning to I soon found myself telling her everything. The job I was on ( which I won't say anything about on here ), who I worked for, the motel I was staying in. She'd sit at my table to take my order and chat a bit.
She was a bit older than me, lovely black hair, not too long, good looking and a nice body. She wore a black tee and black pants for her waitressing job. She didn't wear make up or j*welry, never saw her do that even outside of work. She told me she was divorced and lived with her sister and niece.
On a Friday she asked me what I'd be doing on the weekend. I told her I was at work on Saturday and might do a bit Sunday morning. She said I should go to the golf club for lunch on Sunday, said it was great place to eat. I told her I don't like eating in a nice restaurant on my own, might just get a hamburger. She said I'll take you.
So she picked me up at the motel in her little car. I only had the truck, we decided not to go in that. She dressed in a skirt, a top and coat and looked sexy. No make up, which made her look nicer. It was a pretty lunch, and we even sat outside in sun after and had a glass of wine. She was so easy to talk to.
We got back to the motel about 4pm. She said can I take a look at the room, I said sure. I said I'll make some instant coffee. She grabbed a clean towel and said can I take a shower. It was a warm day but still, seemed a bit odd. I got a semi hard on thinking about it, hearing the water run and knowing she was naked.
She came wearing nothing but a towel, threw her clothes into the armchair, laid on the bed, said nothing. I got down beside, touched the bare skin on her leg. I said I've been dying to fuck you so bad. She said what's stopping you, so I removed the towel and sucked on her tits. She opened her legs so I could finger her.
I got her up off the bed. I asked her to undress me because that's my thing. So she did, didn't hurry. When my underpants came down she was on her knees and sucked on my cock without being asked. It's always fantastic to find a great cock sucker. I enjoyed it for some minutes.
Then laid her on the bed. She opened her legs so I went in and sucked on her wet pussy letting her know oral sex was my big thing. Of course she loved it. They all do.
When we fucked we kissed and she looked me in the face all the time without closing her eyes. Not like my wife. When I fuck her I've got my face in her hair.
She stayed the night. When my wife did a video call she threw a towel over her clothes and grabbed a pillow, laying down on the carpet on the other side of the bed. A precaution in case my wife asked to see the room, which she sometimes did, and I'd spin the laptop round so she could see. She didn't but it always pays to be careful.
On Monday morning she went to work. I took the truck down and had breakfast. She sat at my table and we kissed, her way of letting every one know I was fucking her. She even followed me out to the truck and kissed again, so the whole town would know.
I loved the way her pussy was always wet, never was a problem to slide my cock right into her c*nt. I remember walking with her down by the river. I got her to face a tree, put her hands on it while I got behind her and lifted up her dress, got her panties down. I only had to rub my cock against her pussy lips and it slid right in. Then she pushed back against me to get it in deeper. I hate the fact my wife will rub lube into her dry c*nt and say ok now.
Another time we were lying on the bed and my wife phoned about some minor domestic shit. Jenny, that was her name, pulled my shorts down and started giving me a blow job. The look in her eyes said yeah, you can talk all you want to her but I got your cock in my mouth.
All good things must come to an end. I really hated to leave. I even delayed it by one more day, lying about some last minute problems. We fucked all night and Monday morning I had to go. Can't forget Jenny.
She was a bit older than me, lovely black hair, not too long, good looking and a nice body. She wore a black tee and black pants for her waitressing job. She didn't wear make up or j*welry, never saw her do that even outside of work. She told me she was divorced and lived with her sister and niece.
On a Friday she asked me what I'd be doing on the weekend. I told her I was at work on Saturday and might do a bit Sunday morning. She said I should go to the golf club for lunch on Sunday, said it was great place to eat. I told her I don't like eating in a nice restaurant on my own, might just get a hamburger. She said I'll take you.
So she picked me up at the motel in her little car. I only had the truck, we decided not to go in that. She dressed in a skirt, a top and coat and looked sexy. No make up, which made her look nicer. It was a pretty lunch, and we even sat outside in sun after and had a glass of wine. She was so easy to talk to.
We got back to the motel about 4pm. She said can I take a look at the room, I said sure. I said I'll make some instant coffee. She grabbed a clean towel and said can I take a shower. It was a warm day but still, seemed a bit odd. I got a semi hard on thinking about it, hearing the water run and knowing she was naked.
She came wearing nothing but a towel, threw her clothes into the armchair, laid on the bed, said nothing. I got down beside, touched the bare skin on her leg. I said I've been dying to fuck you so bad. She said what's stopping you, so I removed the towel and sucked on her tits. She opened her legs so I could finger her.
I got her up off the bed. I asked her to undress me because that's my thing. So she did, didn't hurry. When my underpants came down she was on her knees and sucked on my cock without being asked. It's always fantastic to find a great cock sucker. I enjoyed it for some minutes.
Then laid her on the bed. She opened her legs so I went in and sucked on her wet pussy letting her know oral sex was my big thing. Of course she loved it. They all do.
When we fucked we kissed and she looked me in the face all the time without closing her eyes. Not like my wife. When I fuck her I've got my face in her hair.
She stayed the night. When my wife did a video call she threw a towel over her clothes and grabbed a pillow, laying down on the carpet on the other side of the bed. A precaution in case my wife asked to see the room, which she sometimes did, and I'd spin the laptop round so she could see. She didn't but it always pays to be careful.
On Monday morning she went to work. I took the truck down and had breakfast. She sat at my table and we kissed, her way of letting every one know I was fucking her. She even followed me out to the truck and kissed again, so the whole town would know.
I loved the way her pussy was always wet, never was a problem to slide my cock right into her c*nt. I remember walking with her down by the river. I got her to face a tree, put her hands on it while I got behind her and lifted up her dress, got her panties down. I only had to rub my cock against her pussy lips and it slid right in. Then she pushed back against me to get it in deeper. I hate the fact my wife will rub lube into her dry c*nt and say ok now.
Another time we were lying on the bed and my wife phoned about some minor domestic shit. Jenny, that was her name, pulled my shorts down and started giving me a blow job. The look in her eyes said yeah, you can talk all you want to her but I got your cock in my mouth.
All good things must come to an end. I really hated to leave. I even delayed it by one more day, lying about some last minute problems. We fucked all night and Monday morning I had to go. Can't forget Jenny.
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