It took a little while longer to match our schedules then I would have liked. From when I told her to get a hotel room for me to show her what happens to bad girls. She was busy with school and all, having graduated high school and blossoming into her horny-Mexican-college-student-fly. Me? I was busy waiting with my fishing rod for her to stop being so busy.

The stars aligned and we finally found a day that we could get together. That week, she told her dad/employer that she was taking a day off to play catch up with me. I just filled up my tank and since I am self employed, just rode on up to Sacramento. I was ready. More ready than ever. Still being a virgin, I was a nervous wreck. But I knew I had chosen the right person to share my “loss” with. As far as I knew, from what she told me, she too was a virgin. My heart jumped in my chest at the possibilities. I truly believed that we were soul mates, just trapped with daily bullshit that might get in our way.

I called her when I got onto the causeway. “Hey Mitch, how are you?” she asked.
“Just fine babe, I found that’s it a little harder to steer with your dick than using your hands” I joked.

“I bet I could steer better with my nipples than you can with your dick!”

“Not with me in the car!” I quipped.

“I’m sure I wouldn’t be able to!” she responded quickly.

“Where are you?” she asked, a sudden change in her tone of voice.

“Just getting onto the causeway, your pussy wet yet?” I asked lustily.
“Mmm, soaking. My pants are wet too. You need to get here faster!” she replied, slowly, her voice low and sultry.

There was excitement in her voice, and there should be. We’d only status checked each other, waiting for the day we could get together. I knew I was going nuts, but I have been waiting for this day for forever. If there is one thing I am good at by now, its waiting. But now, I was hearing her voice her displeasure.

“Why, why do I need to get there faster? Is there something wrong?” I was trying to hear more of her cries for me. It’s a great feeling. Finally, I feel like I’m in control. My cock was already hard, now it was beginning to ache.

“Oooh, I hate you! I need you here right the fuck now god damnit!” she was cursing me, but with an opposite tone of voice, desperate, if you will.

“If there’s a fire, you should have called 9-1-1!” I told her smoothly. I wanted to torture her till she couldn’t take it anymore. She would be fed up soon.

“I’m done Mitch. I’m tired of your shit. You wanna fuck me or not?” she asked me matter-of-factly.

“I wish you could see how hard my cock is now, thinking of you. I’ve been flashing this car full of girls on the way here, I think they want it too. What should I do? There’s a group of them, but only one of you.” I replied to her, I had to get the ball back in my court.

“you don’t want them, Mitch” she said softly, I had to strain to hear her words.

“Why don’t I want them Leah, they are all good looking” I had her back.

“Because, I want you” again her soft voice made it hard to hear.
“How bad do you want me, Leah? Just how bad? Tell me.” I asked confidently, trying to coax the answer out of her more so.

“Bad” she said, almost under her breath.

“Tell me more, keep going” I said, lowering my voice.

“I want you inside of me, I need you inside of me.”

“Where do you want me to put it?” I asked. I loved where this was going. Normally she is so shy, but now, she was revealing a little bit more of herself with each breath.
Silence.

“Where do you want me to put it Sweet?” I asked her again.

“I…I, um…want you to, um… put it in my ass, Mitch”

I could have came all over my instrument panel. I was shocked. I knew where we were going, but I never thought it would be her initiating the ass fetish.

“Mitch? You still there?” she said frantically. I guess she was worried that I was repulsed.

“How bad do you want to me to put it in your ass?” I asked, letting her know that I was still there, and not in the least bit repulsed. As I asked the question, I pulled into the parking lot of the motel. I had bought a diesel truck, and she knew it, but she did not know what it looked like. I had airbags on it that I used whenever I need the extra clearance, but today I would use my truck as sort of a tree stand.

“My pussy juice is flowing down my leg, it tastes sweet babe, it tastes sweet for you.” She cooed.
It was weird hearing my truck through the phone, and I parked it far enough away from the room to see her, but too far away for her to recognize me. I hit the switches and my proud steed rose higher.

“How many fingers are in your pussy?” I asked her as I let my truck rumble, letting the turbo cool down. I wanted to make this last longer than it should. As soon as I pulled into the parking lot I felt her. It was like she was putting out a beacon for me, and I picked up on it well.

“Just two, it stings a little to put many more in me. I have a magic marker shoved up my ass. My pussy is screaming for you babe. My whole body aches to feel your touch!” She related to me.

“Walk outside the door.” I told her. It was dark out, but the overhanging had lights built in casted a nice glow over the walkway, giving me a chance to see her clearly.

“OK, where are you?” she asked, a little hesitantly. I could hear her rustling around, I knew she was getting dressed.

“Doesn’t matter, does it? Just walk outside.” I answered her straight.

“Alright, ok” she giggled nervously.

I saw her emerge from the bedroom, and I was taken aback again by her outfit. Looking back, I don’t know why I was surprised, it was only a few moments ago she was requesting anal sex. She was in black high heels, which was sexy enough for me. I never saw her out of a clean pair of chucks. My eyes followed her figure up to her legs, which were adorned in sexy fish net stockings, the ones where the loops are very big. Then my eyes that were already bulging at the sight of her long, strong, perfectly tanned legs seemed to realize the mini skirt she was wearing. When she began looking around the parking lot, she twisted and turned. When she turned around, I could see the crease of her ass. The crease of her ass was not tanned, and it was clear even from a distance. I should mention that I was using a pair of high powered binoculars, so I could take in every detail.

“Mitch, are you still there?” She asked, again asked hesitantly. She started looking around more, looking concerned. I decided I was gonna play with her again.

“Oh yeah, I didn’t know you had a fur coat! That’s hot babe, I can’t wait to tear the shit out of you!” I told her, watching her squirm

“What!?! I don’t have a fur coat on! I’ve don’t own a fur coat!” she nearly screamed.

“Go back in your room woman” I commanded her.

“What? What’s going on, who are you talking to? Where is that damn bitch? Where the fuck are you?” she was shouting angrily. I saw her Mexican side start to flare up. I loved it.

“GO BACK INTO YOUR ROOM. DO NOT COME OUT UNLESS I TELL YOU TO.” I commanded her again.

“Fine Mitch. Fuck, your making it so hard for me. I don’t know why I’m here right now.” She mumbled angrily.

“I can see you’re wet.” I told her quietly.

“Where are you?” She said, looking around.

“In plain sight” I answered. “You better get to that fucking room quicker bitch” I told her sternly.

“I love it when you call me bitch” she cooed. As soon as she got in through the door, I parked my truck. I loved the way my truck sounds. She loved it too, and she noticed. I heard her scramble.

“YOU’D BETTER NOT EVEN THINK OF LOOKING OUT OF THAT WINDOW WOMAN!” I said, feigning anger.

“Mmm, what do you want me to do in here?” she asked, in a seductive tone.

“Get naked, and walk back out here, to the middle of the parking lot.”

“What?”

“YOU HEARD ME BITCH, GET NAKED, AND WALK TO THE MIDDLE OF THE PARKING LOT!”
She just cooed. No words, just a sweet groan emanated from her sweet lips. More shuffling. I was held in great suspense.

“I didn’t shave my pussy, I hope you don’t mind” she asked, like she suddenly realized it. She didn’t have to, I’ve always been attracted to a nice bush.

“I know you never have, so I don’t give a shit.” I told her, fighting back the urge to melt into the phone.

“How’d you…? Never mind. Alright, which way you want me to go?”

“Just walk straight into the middle of the parking lot.” I told her, trying to remain as emotionless as possible.

I watched her closely as she stuck her head out of the window, and looked around to see if anybody was watching. There was going to be a group of young guys watching, but they, and her, didn’t realize it. They just kept fucking around, drinking beer near the pool, throwing themselves in. they didn’t know it, but they were about to get one hell of a show. As she slowly wandered out of the door, I closed my phone. She realized it a second later, and threw her phone back into the room.

God she was beautiful. Absolutely stunning. Her curves were shaped from granite, by the comely hands of a god. She was an absolute blessing to all those who knew her, and seared her beauty into the minds of all those who laid eyes on her. My cock rose again, and I knew this was gonna be the pattern of tonight to come.

As soon as her feet hit the asphalt, she was in view of the guys by the pool. I started watching them more, waiting for their reaction. She took ten more tentative steps, just past the cars, in perfect sight of the pool. She looked over and noticed them, and winced. She stretched her arm over her beautiful tits, and grabbed her mound. One of the men at the pool noticed almost immediately after she attempted to cover herself. A chain of chest slapping ensued soon thereafter, and they all started pointing, and whispering.
She tried not to look at them, but it was hard. I could only have imagined what was going through her mind. She stopped, and took a deep breath, and looked over at the group of men. She strained, and the men noticed. Cat calls rang their way through the nooks and crannies of the buildings. One of the men, a shorter guy with plenty of tattoos, called out to her, asking her if she needed any company tonight. She must have doubted her idea of me being there with them, but she looked on, and sighed nervously.
Two of the men started talking to each other, whispering. Then they started to share the ideas they had with the rest of the group. They all started making their way toward the gate that locked the pool in, and quickly stepped out onto the sidewalk. They all had their eyes locked on her. She started to ball up, trying to hide herself. She pressed on though, and made it to the middle of the parking lot. She got nervous, almost never taking her eyes off the men, which kept advancing, kept offering her ‘help.’ She freaked and screamed out my name. When nothing happened, she got angry.

“Fosha! You’d better get you fuckin’ ass over here, RIGHT THE FUCK NOW!” she took her hands away from herself, stood up straight, and pointed with both hands to the ground right before her feet. I waited. 10 seconds past, and I could see she started to whimper. I turned the lights on my truck on, all 12 of them. I lit up the parking lot like a helicopter beam. She stared into my truck, like a deer in headlights. The men looked over at my truck, and stopped in their tracks. I shifted it into first gear, and lit up the tires. Smoke poured from my truck, sending tire smoke to the surrounding cars, making them disappear, and exhaust smoke shot into the air from my smoke stacks.

No one moved. I shifted into second gear and kept the burnout going, slowly moving forward. Leah was about 150 feet from her. I took my foot off the brake, turned off the lights, and shot towards her in the cover of the night. She screamed, and just 10 feet from her, I brought the truck to a screeching stop. I switched my lights back on and got on the PA.

“Get in the truck, NOW!” I commanded the shaking goddess before me through the loudspeaker. I lowered the truck so she could get in the truck. A slight look of relief fell on her presence, and she ran to the passenger side, and jumped in.

“What’s wrong with you?” she asked a little loudly. “I could have been raped!” she pointed out the group of men, now heading towards the truck. I started to burn rubber again, and started doing donuts. The group of men again stopped, and stared at my truck. Then I stopped, and slowly backed into a parking space.
The group of men slowly approached from all sides, and they began to close in. Leah started to freak out, looking at the men closing in. I just grabbed my Serbu Super Shorty loaded with rock salt and set it in my lap. As one of the men approached my window, I rolled it down.

“Is that your bitch?” the short one that called out to her asked.

“Yeah, what of it?” I shot back.

“That’s a lot of woman you got there man, you man enough to handle all that ass?” he sneered at me, looking her over with hungry eyes. One of his buddies was licking the glass that separated her from him.
I picked up the shotgun and set on the truck window sill, pointed at his throat.
“The question you should have for her is, has she got enough for me.” I told him, hinting at the shotgun with quick glances. Then I winked at him, and smiled.

“You don’t want no shit do you?” I asked.

“Look man,”

“Shut the fuck up! You get out of this motel, and find yourself another one before I let you have a look see what’s inside this gun. You understand pin head?”

He whistled to his boys, and they all walked off, grabbed their shit, and left. It wasn’t a show, I don’t take shit and never will. I looked at her, and rolled my window up, and shut the truck off.

“Wow, where the hell did that come from?” She laughed nervously.

“Oh this? You can get anywhere that sells guns” I said, not paying attention.

“No that fucking hard on you got!” she corrected me.
I looked down and realized that I did having raging wood. Then I looked deep into her eyes, and replied,

“I smell wet pussy, with a hint of an asshole that wants to get fucked up” I said smiling.

“You’re a nutcase Mitch, really you are.”

“No, as soon as we get into that room, you’re gonna be the nut case.”
She looked at me quizzically, and shook her head.

“Don’t scoff, it’s why you love me” I told her.

“That maybe the only reason.” She returned.

“You’ll find a thousand more reasons after I’m done with you woman.”

“Oh yeah? Come catch me!” she said, giggling as she tried to open the door. I laughed to tears when she couldn’t get the door to open. She stopped giggling, and cursed at the door. Finally she realized she had locked it to keep the freak show out, and she bolted out the door. I almost fell out of the truck laughing, and I ran over to steps with tears in my eyes. I found her at the bottom of the steps in tears too, laughing at herself.

I reached down and picked her up into my arms, and she wrapped hers around my neck. I walked up the stairs, and when I had reached the top, she had moved up and began sucking my neck. While she was doing that, totally focused, I slid my hand down her legs and slid my thumb between her pussy lips. She jolted violently, and almost fell out of my arms. She looked into my eyes, and I finally realized the intense lust that filled her.

I was almost scared. I wondered if I was enough for her. She kept on staring and when I stopped at the door, she moved up and started kissing me, very passionately. Light pecks sweetly fell upon my face, and this is what, I thought, it would feel like if the sky rained rose pedals. She continued her assault, I opened the door, and sauntered towards the bed. I set her gently on the bed, and stood up away from her. Again, she flashed me those hungry eyes. I slowly started to undress and she started to touch herself. I pulled her arms away from herself, telling her that it was my job to do the pleasuring tonight.

As I took off my last article of clothing, my socks, I climbed onto the bed and crawled up next to her.
“Touch me” she managed to say to me, her eyes hungry as ever. I just stared back and followed her expressions. She wanted desperately to know what I had in store for her. “Please?” she asked sweetly, and again, I saw concern in her eyes, like she was waiting for me to say something negative towards her being. I reached out slowly, and I brushed her hair from off her face and tucked it behind her ear. She never broke eye contact with me. I reached over to her right arm, opposite of me and began lightly stroking the inside of her forearm. She breathed in realizing I was touching her, and sighed relief. I scooted a little close to her and started to kiss her face. She breathed in sharply at my first contact with her face, and she let out a barely audible moan. As I started moving across and up her left cheek, she shivered slightly. I began to make little circles with my lips, not kissing but lightly dragging my soft lips across her delicate skin. She again let out a soft moan. She lifted up her right leg, and reached down and started massaging her lovely, hairy mound. I smacked her hand resolutely, and told her that if she didn’t behave, I would go home. She whimpered, and followed suit.

I let my right hand dance across the skin on her right leg, and brought it under her knee, where I made small circles. Having given her face proper attention, I moved down and over to her neck. This time I licked her neck, letting my tongue caress her, and up behind her ear, where I nibbled in her ear lobe, tickling it with my lips. She shivered a little violently, and let out an audible moan. While nibbling on her ear, I slid my right hand down from behind her knee, and down the back of her leg, dancing in little circles all the way down. Finally, I had reached the spot I’ve been dreaming about for years. I had always wondered about her ass crease, and whether or not it was severe. When I saw her earlier, my heart almost stopped when I noticed that her crease was not tanned like the rest of her was. I used my fore finger, and traced the outline of her crease, and she shivered madly again.

She reached again for her mound, and I smacked her hand away. She whimpered and reached for a nipple. I started to get up, and whispered in her ear, “I guess you’d rather me be at home.”
“NO, GOD, PLEASE STAY! YOURE DRIVING ME FUCKING NUTS!” she screamed. I continued my assault, slowly driving her mad. As I moved down back to her left ear, I said into her ear very softly, “cum for me.” And started nibbling on her soft neck flesh again. She moaned, and I led my right hand from her crease, and slid it up to her belly, careful not to touch her mound. I opened my hand, and dragged my finger tips slowly against her skin, going back and forth in between her hip bumps. She shivered again. I started to move away from her neck, and I stopped. “cum for me baby” I said again into her ear, making sure I was close enough so that she could not only hear my hot plea, but feel it on her neck and ear.
She moaned again, and shivered a little longer this time. I kept the fingers of my right hand dancing on her belly, as I went down and started nuzzling on her navel. She moaned again, as my lips made contact with her sensitive flesh. I kissed her belly, and nibbled her navel folds with my lips. She shivered again; they were becoming more frequent, and more violent.

I then took my right had away, and placed on the inside of her left knee. I began to skim across her skin with my fingertips, reaching dangerously close to her mound. I replaced my mouth on her neck and ear with my right hand fingertips. I began massaging her earlobe, and she shivered again, moaning just a little bit louder this time. I kissed a trail from her navel to the hair line above her hungry pussy. She shivered as I blew over her pussy, and she moaned louder still. I took my right hand off of her neck, and pulled her left leg, separating the two. I looked at her glorious treasure mound. I have been searching for this, waiting for this moment for what seemed like decades. Now I stared straight into her. She shivered again, moaning. I watched as the puddle below her grew just a little more as she stopped shivering. Juices had been flowing out of her, like mini orgasms that still seemed to rock through her body.

I blew onto her, super cooling the juices on her, and she shivered again. I sat up on my knees in between her feet, her knees in the air. I began to massage her right foot, and she shivered as I lovingly caressed her sole. I brought her foot to my face as I finished massaging it, and started to kiss her gently. Then I spoke into her through the sole of her foot saying, “cum for me.” She shivered and moaned, kicking her foot out of my hand, albeit unintentionally. I blew on her pussy again warranting another shiver, this time a massive one and her moan turned to a loud cry. I knew she was damn close to blowing through her peak, so I bent down, and started kissing and licking the insides of her thighs. When I reached the halfway point to her pussy, I looked up at her. Her face was twisted, and she might as well have been tearing finger sized holes into the bed sheets. As I slowly moved down again to the top of her thigh, she shivered again.
“Cum for me babe” I spoke to her softly, coaching her into climax. I made my way down her thigh until I was just inches away from her pussy. I pulled my lips from her thigh, and careful not to touch her lips directly, I kissed and licked at her flesh next to her beautiful pussy. I kissed from left to right, up and down, and I licked her up and down. As I started off to the opposite side, I blew onto her again as she shivered again, giving me a close up of the action. Her lips were perfect. Her outer lips were large, fat and tan. Her hair just seemed to stop short of her lips, stopping just above her clit. Her inner lips flowered wildly, and at the time, were folded symmetrically. Her inner lips were tipped with dark brown coloring, but the inside of her wet, luscious lips were a bright pink. It looked good, downright fuckin tasty. Her pussy was large enough to fill my palm; which is nothing to laugh at, I have huge hands. As I watched her, she tried to giggle, but only shivered again, as my hot breath cascaded down her lips, caressing her exposed flesh. Juiced flowed out of her hole, which got me excited. I almost dove right in, it took everything I had not to.

“Cum for me” I instructed her pussy, “c’mon, give it to me.” As I watched her shiver again, I moved to the other side of her mound and kissed her, licking her flesh. I continued down, onto her left thigh. I began kissing gently and slowly licking her supple flesh. I slid my left hand up her belly, and grabbed her right breast. I began kneading it like dough. She shivered and moaned again, and she started to arch her back. Her hips started to buck wildly, and she started grunting loudly. I straightened up, and put my right hand on her left tit. I began pinching both of her nipples hard, rolling them between my thumb and forefinger.
She screamed into the ceiling and blew her load into me. A steady, hot stream of cum hit me in my gut, and ran down onto my cock, and dripped off my balls. It was a wonderful moment. The smells, all the sensations, the sounds, the tastes, and the sight of her writhing underneath me gave me a feeling of having broke through the barrier. I felt like a man now. I had found my woman, I had brought her closer to me, and now I had satisfied her beyond her imaginations. And I haven’t even begun to begin. She stopped writhing, and I noticed that she had fallen asleep. I lay next to her, and took in everything she offered to me. She was absolutely gorgeous. I might as well have died and made love to an angel of god. I felt immeasurably lucky. Here was this goddess and she chose me, a lonely humble man with simple desires.

As I was soaking up her beauty and wonder, the angel opened her eyes. She looked at me and smiled.
She stared into me, studying my soul. She was probably thinking the same thing I had her. Then she started to tear up. Then tears started to fall. I was puzzled, shocked to say the least.

“What’s wrong?” I asked her, searching her face for clues. I couldn’t find any, and as I stared into her eyes, the less I could find. Was getting really worried. Were my dreams crashing around me? Did I hurt her? What the fuck is happening?

“Babe, what’s wrong? Tell me, are you Ok?” I asked her, getting desperate.

“nothing.” She sobbed.

“Then what’s”

“I’ve never felt so beautiful in my life. I don’t know how you do it, but I feel like you worship me. I love you.”
My heart stopped I didn’t know I had communicated that to her yet. As I took in what she said, I realized I had begun to tear up.

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