So after the first encounter and breaking down that brick wall, we decided it was time to do the deed. At this time in my life I had the life. I owned a nice house with a huge pole barn, had essentially my own auto shop, and an amazingly well paying job. I had cars parked along the side of my pole barn that were cars waiting on either parts, or my free time, to get work done for family, friends, and random customers that family / friends sent my way. I was making good money and had most of my time wrapped up.
It was another HOT and HUMID day. Easily in high 90's with high humidity. I spent the day in the garage working on customers cars while Kate sent me text after text as she was at a pool party. As she got drunker and drunker the more she messaged about how she wished we could meet up, and how bad she wanted it. Here is the catch, I had a line of cars to get done and I had an appointment at 9AM to get breakfast with a good friend, his girl, and their daughter… 8PM rolls around and at this point I have decided fuck it… I might as well join her. She says they are heading to a bar in the middle of BFE. I get the address, get cleaned up, and jump in my truck to head out there.
Keep in mind, if you haven't read part 1, she lives a good 2-3 hours away. I get to this bar around 11PM and the party is going. I have a couple beers to get in the groove and next thing you know its 1AM and we are on our way back to her friends trailer. From there we keep the party going, have some more drinks, etc…
Here is the odd part… her friends knew her intention was to get laid… They had a room set up and everything for the deed to go down. Granted her friends were swingers so they were rather open, it still felt odd. So we make our way into the room and barricade the door. We start making out, we strip our clothes and I start making my way down to her vagina. She still, to this date, has one of the freshest and best tasting vaginas I have ever encountered. I ate it like it was going out of style. She came multiple times with her hand gripping my hair as she forced my face into her crotch with each leg shaking orgasm. Keep in mind we are both rather buzzed and I must have been down there for some time as the next morning the bottom of my tongue was rubbed raw from my teeth! I pull out the condom and stretch it onto my raging hard boner, work my way up and she is begging for it at this point. I slip it in and my god it felt like heaven!
I was approximately single with not other contact for about 6 months at this point (mostly by choice after the end of a terrible relationship), so I had the death grip syndrome bad. It felt amazing although I could not cum for the life of me, so I murdered that pussy in multiple positions until I could not move anymore. This had to have lasted easily an hour, all while she buried her screaming face in the pillow the whole time. I eventually pull out, still rock hard, but exhausted. She is laying there, legs shaking, catching her breath, and she just looks at me and goes "well you still need to get off too!" and immediately pulls off the condom and plunges throat deep on my cock. This girl gave AMAZING blow jobs, especially when drunk. She went to town on my cock for about a half hour until I couldn't take it anymore. Here is one of the things I LOVED about this situation. Since I didn't really care about her I didn't care as much if she didn't like something. noticing how well she was taking to the cock stabbing her throat I decided I could easily grab that head and just go to town…. and I did. I grabbed her hair in a fist with one hand and the back of her head with the other and rammed it fast and hard down on my cock. Tears ruining her mascara as she choked and gagged on it as I got closer and closer and BAM!!! came like a freight train deep in her throat. She swallowed and licked it all up, came up and gave me a kiss and told me how much she loved that, then passed out.
I catch my breath, cuddle up with her and also pass out for my 2 hours of sleep before I need to leave for my breakfast date with my friends.
We both wake up about an hour and a half later, she tells me how terrible she has a hang over, and I suggest a fix… we go at it one more time before I leave giving her an amazing orgasm that left her gripping the sheets and grasping for air as I pull on my pants and head out for the road. She texted me later saying that "cure" worked surprisingly well and she couldn't wait until next time..
I have about 5 more parts of this story in whole… I hope to eventually document them all here. This is 100% true, no bluffing, no bull shit. I apologize if the writing style is a little amateur but I feel that might add some legitimacy to my story as I am not a professional erotica writer.
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Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/377uih/kate_part_2_the_bar
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