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Anything Goes
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Straight Male / 28
Diving across country, I was tired and hungry. Especially, I was dying for a hot cup of black coffee. I was in my own car, a four door sedan, and I spotted signs for a truck stop ahead. I parked and was walking to the combo restaurant motel in the middle when I heard a woman's voice coming from a truck cab.
She said, "Hey, pal" I just drove 1400 miles and I'm dying to get fucked." I looked up and she was a dyke-type, with a thick neck. I could tell she was a good ten years older than me. I told her I had to have some black coffee immediately, but I will be right back, She said, "O.k, get me some too, light, some sugar.
Sitting there, drinking coffee and eating fresh rolls, She started to roll her hips in a coital movement and
said again, "Wanna fuck? I need it on these long drives." I looked hard at her and said, "Sure, let's do it." She loosened her pinned back, auburn hair, took a moist towelette from a canister and wiped her face then slipped off her denim jeans. Just a few touches and I was no longer looking at a dyke but a hot mamma already in motion. Her breasts were large but firm and with freckles over large, erect nipples begging to be sucked.
Dropping my pants I noticed she was all eyes and she breathed out, "Ah, a nice thick one, good." She slid down on her seat and spread her legs. She was so wet I slip-slurped right into her. Her vagina held unto my cock like a tight fist as I moved in and out of it. I loved it. We went for a good hour changing positions, and she carried on a vulgar, erotic sexual monologue and started having orgasms, announcing each one until she counted 16. She said she wanted my phone number so we could keep fucking if geographically possible. She was so hot that I dd not lose an erection after coming until I had six separate orgasms. I had never encountered anything like this before.
When I got home I recounted the entire event to a good friend and he said, "Yeah, how long did your day dream last?" I just shrugged my shoulders. I did not get the woman's name but I did get her landline number and email address and she lived near enough to make the worthwhile drive.
She said, "Hey, pal" I just drove 1400 miles and I'm dying to get fucked." I looked up and she was a dyke-type, with a thick neck. I could tell she was a good ten years older than me. I told her I had to have some black coffee immediately, but I will be right back, She said, "O.k, get me some too, light, some sugar.
Sitting there, drinking coffee and eating fresh rolls, She started to roll her hips in a coital movement and
said again, "Wanna fuck? I need it on these long drives." I looked hard at her and said, "Sure, let's do it." She loosened her pinned back, auburn hair, took a moist towelette from a canister and wiped her face then slipped off her denim jeans. Just a few touches and I was no longer looking at a dyke but a hot mamma already in motion. Her breasts were large but firm and with freckles over large, erect nipples begging to be sucked.
Dropping my pants I noticed she was all eyes and she breathed out, "Ah, a nice thick one, good." She slid down on her seat and spread her legs. She was so wet I slip-slurped right into her. Her vagina held unto my cock like a tight fist as I moved in and out of it. I loved it. We went for a good hour changing positions, and she carried on a vulgar, erotic sexual monologue and started having orgasms, announcing each one until she counted 16. She said she wanted my phone number so we could keep fucking if geographically possible. She was so hot that I dd not lose an erection after coming until I had six separate orgasms. I had never encountered anything like this before.
When I got home I recounted the entire event to a good friend and he said, "Yeah, how long did your day dream last?" I just shrugged my shoulders. I did not get the woman's name but I did get her landline number and email address and she lived near enough to make the worthwhile drive.
