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East Texas Night


As before, a little background on this "session."

I met "Kelly" in an all-night restaurant on I-20 in East Texas. I'd stopped in for a cup of coffee and, frankly, was going to continue on down the highway. But the place was almost empty and she was so darn cute in her little waitress -- or is it hostess? -- outfit.

Kelly had a great smile. Since I was sitting at the counter, she could spend a little more time talking with me than if I'd been at a table. She was young -- mid-20s, I'm guessing -- and wearing a small engagement ring. Her fiancé worked a graveyard shift at the local Wal-Mart Supercenter. She seemed a little depressed at the notion of marriage.

I stayed longer than I should have. She talked me into pie and more coffee and every time I made her laugh, I was rewarded with a soft hand on my shoulder or arm or wrist. As she leaned on her elbows on the counter, I got a nice glimpse down her uniform. Not huge, but very young. Very nice.

I decided I should stay over and get a fresh start in the morning. I'd seen a motel when I got off the highway to eat, so I decided I'd check in there and, if I was lucky, get no more sleep than if I had driven. When I asked for the check, she shook her head. "It's on me," she said. "I really enjoyed meeting you."

I went over to the motel, got a room and called the restaurant. Kelly answered. I told her who it was, where I was and asked when she got off. She was silent for a long time and I started getting worried that I'd be masturbating to cable porn.

"Um...about 45 minutes," she finally said. "You're not some kind of a highway serial killer are you?"

I laughed and assured her she'd be as safe as she wanted to be. She made a little "ooooh" sound and said she had to go.

I was close to an hour and a half later when I heard the soft knock on the door. Kelly was a little nervous so I offered her a sip from the Jack Daniels bottle I kept stashed in my trunk. She shook her head and said she felt bad because she smelled like kitchen grease and cigarette smoke. She wanted to know if she could use the shower. I told her to make herself at home.

She came out of the bathroom about 20 minutes later, wrapped in a towel that was too small to be wrapping oneself in. Her hair was wet and curly. As I stood, she walked over and kissed me. The towel fell off. She didn't have a lot of time, she said. I took the hint and got out of my clothes.

Kelly wasn't very oral, at least not on the giving side. At least not with me. Maybe it was because I was a stranger or whatever, but she never offered to take me in her mouth. I, on the other hand, was not about to let a freshly showered pussy go to waste.

The audio starts with me feasting on her delicious folds (as always, I cut a lot of the kissing and foreplay). She was clean shaven and tasted absolutely fantastic. I don't think she'd ever had a tongue on her ass before. You'll hear a few tentative playful slaps to her tight young bottom and her reaction. I then repositioned her on her elbows and knees and she began moaning from the second I got my cock inside her. She was driving her ass back against me and at about 1:45, you can distinctly hear her beg, "Harder." She wanted to be fucked. (At about 2:29, she begs, "Harder, please.")

About 2:45 we changed positions. I lay back on the bed and she got on top of me. I was teasing her clit as I fucked her and then stopped to grip her hips and pull her down on me harder. At about 3:00 you can hear her say, "Don't stop" and I think that's what she was referring to.

Eventually I started playing with her clit with one hand and her ass with the other. At around 3:43 when she says, "I love it when you do that," that's what she is referring to.

I think it's around the 5:30 mark when I finally turn her on her back. She put her ankles on my shoulders and I started giving it to her for all I was worth. Sorry for the abrupt edit at the end, but after that climax she REALLY became verbal and started telling me how I was better than her fiancé and using my name as well as his name. She'd obviously been a little sexually frustrated for awhile, but unable or unwilling to tell the guy she was planning to marry.

She was an incredible young woman and I often wonder if she's still working at that all-night restaurant off I-20 in East Texas.

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