It had been about a month since she had been caught by James in her car in the orchard. And since then, they’d been meeting up at least three times a week. She couldn’t believe that it was happening, finally fucking the older man she had been crushing on forever! That wasn’t something that happened to someone like her- just an average girl. No one had ever pined after her, sent her love notes, asked for her number, or shot her a look across a crowded restaurant. No, she was the girl that helped guys ask other girls to prom. In college, she was the girl with the great notes that everyone borrowed and the girl that guys called for rides when they were drinking. Everyone liked her and yet no one really liked her, not in the way she wanted.
And now, James liked her. James wanted her. He was older, respected, wore a uniform and turned her on like nothing she’d ever experienced. Their meet ups consisted of parking in a dark and secluded location, like the orchard or the abandoned hatchery, climbing in the back of his police SUV, and tearing into one another in silence, their writhing, sweating bodies doing the only communicating that was necessary.
In an effort to protect her own feelings, she told James after their first encounter that they shouldn’t talk about their private lives. She assumed he was divorced with teenage kids, or that he was in a relationship of some sort. Why wouldn’t he be? And she felt he would never be interested in the mousy 23-year-old waitress as more than a good fuck, so she put up an emotional wall on night one.
Tonight they had planned to get a motel room about ten miles from the restaurant. It would be their first time in an actual bed together. She wore lacey white underwear and a lacey white bra under her dusty pink waitress dress. She shaved her legs in the bathroom on her lunch break so they would be extra smooth for the night. When she was off work, she combed her hair and put on a little perfume on her neck and thighs, and started the drive. When she pulled into the parking lot, his cruiser was already there. The cab of his car was dark and there was a small, orange glow coming from behind the mini blinds in their room- 208, the last room on the second level.
She was already so horny as she made her way up the stairs, each step she took her thighs caused friction against her folds and she felt herself growing wet. She slipped her key in the lock and turned hard on the old door knob, pushing the door open with force. A gust of James’ cologne rushed out of the room against her face and sent a raw shiver throughout her body, making her nipples instantly rock hard.
He came out from the bathroom nook, which was tucked in the back of the room on the right. His hair was combed and he was in uniform, his shirt was untucked and unbuttoned, exposing his white undershirt. His shoes were off and tucked neatly against the wall, his wallet and phone stacked on the nightstand. She dropped her purse and the room key by the door, put the chain on the door and walked to him, unbuttoning her dress completely as she walked. He wrapped his strong arounds around her and kissed her intensely and she felt him grow hard against her stomach.
“I’ve been thinking of this moment,” he said, taking his shirt and undershirt off and casting them aside. She slipped off her shoes and socks and stood before him in her underthings. The sound of his belt unbuckling had become Pavlovian to her and she began physically aching for him to be inside of her. “Not just all day but I’ve been thinking of this since I last left you.” He walked to the bed and sat down. She immediately got on her knees in front of him and pull his rigid cock out of his boxers.
She smiled without saying a word and slipped him into her mouth. He loved it when she ran her tongue from the tip of his cock to the base of his balls so she began to do just that. He put his big, strong hands on her head and gently smoothed her hair as she made sure her tongue discovered every molecule of his cock and balls.
After a few minutes of bliss for them both, he pulled her up onto his lap by her arms, pulled her panties to the side and slide his colossal member into her drenched hole. “Slow,” he said, as she began riding his dick, her knees hugging his hips. She rode up on his dick slowly until all that was inside her was his huge, dripping head, and then slid back down on it slowly until every inch of him was tucked inside her as far as it could go.
As she rode him she licked his ear lobe and gently kissed his neck. He tasted as good as he smelled and she tried not to think of how much she wished she could wake up to him everyday and taste his skin each morning. She told herself to stay in the moment. His head was back and his eyes were closed. “All day,” he moaned, “I dreamt of having you in a real bed. Getting on top of you and being inside you, under sheets, with a light on, like a real couple,” he moaned loudly and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her torso to him. He began sucking on her perfect, creamy tits, running his tongue in circles around her nipples.
She watched him suck on her as she felt him inside her and she became overwhelmed with the need to orgasm. “James,” she moaned, before she began to climax, her sopping pussy clenching tightly on his massive member. He pulled her in tighter which made her cum harder, and then he too began unloading a massive load inside of her. She rode him for minutes, as he emptied himself completely inside of her. They were covered in sweat, and when they were done, he didn’t want to let go.
“We didn’t even make it to the bed yet,” she said to him, resting her head on him as he continued to gently kiss her breasts.
“The bed is next,” he said with a mouthful of tit. “I’m going to fuck you so hard and so deep that you won’t be able to leave that bed for… the whole night.”
*Spending their first night together!* She felt herself get wet again.
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