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Free Hardcore Sex Stories - Texan far from Home
I hated driving all the way to college. Moving had become a drag, since I moved so far from the school. Four times a week I had to drive two hours to get there. I took music to sing to, books on tape to weep to, and a mind full of dreams to filter through. I did have to admit that I thought of my best ideas then. But this one day, I still don’t know if I had a good idea or a bad one. Okay, it had been my best idea yet.
The sun shone brightly that day and the drive grew the longest it had ever been. I just wanted to be there, and I couldn’t get there fast enough. I got behind a Chevy pickup truck driving about 75mph and drove behind him thinking I would get there faster. I looked at the plates that stuck out at me. In a place with all Michigan license plates, there in front of me read a plate from Texas. I looked at the driver who wore a black cowboy hat. Curiosity got to me, so I hit the gas pedal to go around him and see what he looked liked. His hair shined a silver blonde and hung to his shoulders. His face had a few wrinkles from experience, I hadn't been sure yet how handsome he was.
I dropped back just a little to get behind him to follow again. However obvious it seemed to him, I didn’t care. I actually wanted him to notice me. He slowed down ten miles an hour, and I still continued to follow him. It must have been sorely obvious that I liked him after that. I smiled to myself, daydreaming.
He pulled over on the side of the freeway in the hot sun. I thought something might be wrong so I pulled over behind him. I jumped out of the car, my long legs not covered by the shorts I wore, carried me to the handsome cowboy in the truck.
"Are you okay, sir? Can I help?", I said through the open window.
"No, Miss. I just pulled over to take a break. I have been driving for a couple of days now." The Texan drawl made me squirm in my shorts as he took my breath away. "Would you like to share some Lemonade with me? I have an extra glass.", he said. How could I resist such a man?
I went over to the other side of the truck to climb in. I felt his eyes on me seeing my tanned legs get in. My auburn hair flew in front of my face and I brushed it back.
"You have beautiful hair, Miss, if you don’t mind me saying so." He smiled at me as his deep blue eyes stared into mine.
"No, sir. I don’t mind." I smiled back to him.
He poured me a glass of lemonade and I took it from him. My hand grazed his and I noticed the warmth which made my breath noticeably deep.
"Are you all right, Miss?", he asked me. I could hear the softness and care in his voice, yet he seemed very hard and strong to me.
"No, Sir, just that you’re touch took my breath away.", I told him honestly.
With only a smile, he bent over and kissed me firmly, letting his tongue part my lips to play with mine. I kissed him not being able to stop myself. He took my glass of lemonade to put it in the glass holder without stopping the kiss, then pressed his body firm against mine. I could not stop him, even if I wanted to, and I didn’t. Right there on the side of the freeway he lifted my tank top to reach under and touch my breasts. His hands were like pure heat upon them. My nipples hardened immediately.
As I stared at the Chevy truck in front of me, I saw the blinker turn on bringing me back from my daydream. I wanted to cry out, "NO!!!" I enjoyed my fantasy of this hard Texan. I wanted it for real, but the fantasy had just become erotic. He turned off the freeway and for reasons unknown to me, I followed him. I just couldn’t let him go that easy.
I saw him glance in the rear view mirror. He watched me smile at him. How I wanted to meet him and wasn’t sure why. I actually wanted more than just to meet him. I wanted my fantasy.
The blinker went on to turn into a hotel. I put on my blinker and again, I followed him. He pulled up in front of the office, got out, and went in. I watched him pay the man behind the counter thinking it must mean he didn’t have anyone with him. I backed out of the parking spot, followed him to his room, and pulled up beside him. I had no idea what I had in mind to do.
I got out of my car and pretended to go over to a room to open the door. I watched him watch me. I tried to put a key in the door pretending it would not to open. He came over to me as my heart began to pound in my chest.
"May I help you, Miss?"
I couldn’t believe my ears. He had the same Texan drawl as in my fantasy. "I can’t get the key to open the door, Sir.", I said.
"Let me help you.", he said. The moment of truth sat on my shoulder.
"Well, ummm, Sir, truth is, I watched you from behind on the freeway, and I don’t know what got into me, but I just couldn’t let you go without trying to say hi or get to know you or something." How lame that sounded to me.
"You don’t really have a room here?", he asked.
"No, sir. I followed you here." I didn’t know whether to smile up at him or lower my head, so I just looked at him quivering inside.
"I am very flattered, Miss, that you would think so much of me to follow me. Are you sure you are not an ax murderer?", he smiled teasingly. I smiled back at him wondering what would happen now. "Would you like to come in?"
"Yes, sir, I would." I followed the handsome rogue to his room. He had muscles I bet he didn’t even use all of and towered over me by a foot.
Once inside the room, I sat on the edge of his bed. I watched him close the door and come over to me sitting next to me. I looked at his blue eyes again. How they held mine captive. He could do anything to me, and I would let him.
"What did you have in mind, Miss? If you don’t mind me asking."
I wanted to be in bed with him and couldn’t help myself. What he had done to me in those few minutes, I didn’t know. "That is up to you, I think.", I answered honestly.
"What if I wanted to kiss you?", he smiled.
"Please.", was all I could say. His lips came down hard on mine firmly parting my lips and playing with my tongue as in my fantasy. His strength penetrated me and ran from my lips to the my legs and everywhere in-between. I pressed my body up to his while straightening my back and thrusting my breasts upward. After a few moments his hand went to my right breast. He kneaded it, then slipped his hand up inside my tank top. I nearly stopped breathing at the warmth of his hand. With a swoop of his palms, he reached for my shirt bottom to lift it over my head revealing perfectly rounded breasts. I wore no bra that day. His hands drifted over the outline of them.
"Oh, Miss, they are beautiful, as you are." His mouth came down on my breast to nibble on the nipple, as he held them in the palm of his hand. My hand moved to his head pressing him harder against me. My thoughts stopped. It didn’t matter that I needed to be in school, or that this act was highly unusual for me. I just wanted to fuck him. My hands went to his jeans to feel the bulge in them. I kneaded his hard cock through the jeans before going to the zipper. I wanted to touch him without the material in the way.
He brought his mouth back up to my lips to kiss me madly. I could scarcely breathe the warmth of this man I didn’t even know the name of. I unzipped his pants, before getting down on my knees between his legs to scoot them off. I stared at the hard eight inches and stiff balls that beckoned to me. I looked up at him and smiled, then used both my hands to drift over his hips, thighs, balls, and up over his cock in soft feather type tickles. He squirmed and moaned. I bent down to lick the head of his cock in circles while my fingertips continued their assault on his lower body.
"Oh!", he said. "That feels so good.", he moaned.
I brought my mouth all the way down on his cock till it hit the back of my throat. I kept touching him while sliding my mouth up and down. He closed his eyes and thrust his hips forward to bring his cock deeper into my mouth. I sat back on my heels. My pussy grew so wet and horny I could barely handle it.
"What did I do to deserve this special treatment?", he asked as he pulled me from his cock up to him.
"You were there, I guess. You are strong, a typical cowboy. I wanted to have you."
"I hope I live up to your expectations." He laid me back kissing my stomach lower and lower as he removed my shorts and panties. I moaned as he had just a few moments before. He spread my legs wide and buried his face between them. His tongue went straight for my clit as did his teeth brushing against it.
"Oh, Sir, how wonderful.", I continued to moan. I squirmed over his face before feeling his finger enter my wet cunt to move in and out of me. I humped against his fingers wanting nothing more than to cum on his tongue. "More, sir, please make me cum. Please."
He fucked my pussy with as many fingers as he could fill me with. His mouth played with my clit. My legs began to shake as my orgasm approached in waves. "I’m going to cum, sir.", I told him breathlessly.
"Please.", was all he said before making me cum. He wasted no time before plunging deep into my hot, wet pussy. The weight of his body pressed against me. I felt so secure, so safe, so excited and wet.
"Fuck me hard, sir. Oh please, fill me.", I practically yelled. I wrapped my legs around him while he kissed me with strength and near force. I thrust my hips to meet his as I ran my fingertips over his hips and ass.
"Oh, babe, I will cum too fast if you keep touching me like that.", he told me in a whisper.
"Then cum in me. Hard. Make your cum leak from my loins.", I whispered back. I wanted to feel this man’s cum in me. Even if it could only be this once. Even if I never did know his name.
I continued to push my hips hard into him, forcing his cock so deep into me I felt it hit the back wall of my pussy. I felt this wonderful, hardened man stiffen, his body beginning to shake.
"I’m going to cum, baby. It is going to fill you completely.", he said out of breath. I felt the intense pressure of his cum flowing into me. I shook myself, my own orgasm building to meet his. I reached down between my legs to rub my clit for only a moment before Cumming madly with him.
He bit at my neck and my ear, then kissed my lips while still moving slowly in and out of me. I didn’t want him to leave my pussy. I was afraid that I would never see him again and that I would never get to fuck him. I wrapped my legs around his waist very tight so he couldn’t move.
"I don’t want you to move.", I bravely told him.
"You like this?", he asked.
"Yes."
"We can do it again. It doesn’t have to stop here.", he told me, looking right at me.
"We can? It doesn’t?", I asked happily.
"I just moved here, but haven’t gotten into my house yet.
We can meet all you want.", he smiled.
I nearly jumped up and down right them.
"My name is Jake Winters, by the way.", he said, still moving in and out of me getting harder again.
"Mine is Lisa Mason."
"It’s nice to be inside of you, Lisa.", he smiled teasing me before making love to me all over again.
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