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I never thought I would find myself writing about a sexual experience. I mean who would have ever thought that a guy like me from rural Georgia would ever have a sex experience worth telling anyone about? My name is Roy. I grew up in Dublin Georgia which is about 30 miles east of Warner Robins and about a 3 hour drive from Atlanta. My dad worked at the carpet mill and my mom works
at a nursing home. We live in a manufactured home (ok, a trailer) I guess we are what some people would call trailer trash. I didn’t have much luck with girls when I was in high school. I had the worst case of acne and I was about 40 pounds overweight. I was extremely shy, not very athletic and I wasn't a very good student either. I spent my time hanging out with my buddies and working on a 1992 Firebird I bought at Pitt's
Pontiac. After I graduated I went to the technical college for one semester but that wasn't for me. I worked at Flexsteel for awhile. The money was decent, but I ended up getting fired for missing too much work.
I didn't lose my virginity until a year after high school. The farthest I had gotten with any girl was on a date my senior year with a well known slut, Ellen. I was pretty nervous. I got my hand down her panties and slid my fingers across her clit and pussy lips. She was so wet that her panties were actually soaked. She started grabbing at my crotch through my jeans. I was
so nervous that my dick was like a limp noodle. I wasn't prepared for her aggressiveness. She said something like, "I can't feel anything". Great. Now I was feeling a lot of pressure and I knew that Ellen had been with lots of guys. I could imagine not being able to get a hardon and then she would tell one of her girlfriends about it and before long the whole school would find out. I ended up making up an excuse that I had stomach cramps and took her home early. I
never took her out again. I dated a different girl off and on, Brooke. Brooke was cute but a real porker. Her family was very religious. She was planning to go to a Baptist College and she was saving her pussy for Jesus or something. She liked to talk about sex all the time, but wouldn't even let me feel her tits up. She talked me into jacking off in front of her once but she wouldn't even touch it. It just frustrated
me. Looking back now, I think she is like a lot of religious girls who are really fucked up about sex. I had to tell her if she wasn't going to at least suck me off she needed to shut the fuck up about sex and we could just be friends. She wanted to tell everyone that she was my girlfriend, but I set her straight that unless she was going to put out some pussy that we were just friends and that was it.
I was so horny from the time I was about 14 that I was jacking off every night, sometimes twice a day. My friend's dad had a giant porno stash that he raided and passed around. This was the real hardcore stuff, magazines with pictures of women getting ass fucked or sticking big dildos or zucchini squash in their pussies. I had 4 magazines under my mattress that I had for years.
After high school, my friend Kevin and I went up to Atlanta for the weekend and ended up paying for some pussy through an escort service. It was pretty expensive, but worth every penny. The lady that showed up to my motel room was in her mid to late 20's. I remember she had long brown hair, very tanned and she had on a pink lacy garter belt. She had very long legs and the
most gorgeous tits I think I had ever seen. It turned out they were implants, but it didn't matter to me. It cost me $450 for an hour and a half. It was more than I was expecting to spend, but she took her time and she seemed to enjoy herself. After we were finished and were lying there talking for a few minutes, I told "Charlotte" (probably a fake name) that I was a virgin. She seemed to get a kick out of that. She told me that if I wanted to see her again she would
give me a discount. She gave me a cute little business card with her cell phone number on it and told me that if I came back to Atlanta she would make a date with me directly and not through the escort service and it would cost a lot less.
Kevin's older brother lives in Covington with his girlfriend and her two kids. Shortly after the Atlanta trip, Kevin moved up there and took a job at a box factory. He stayed with his brother for a couple of months, and then he got his own apartment. Kevin and I kept in touch through instant messenger. I would chat with him almost everyday. He was telling me to leave
Dublin and move to Atlanta with him. He said he could get me a job at the box factory. I was barely making minimum wage in Dublin. I had no sex life and I was tired of listening to my younger sister Kim fucking her boyfriend every night through the thin walls of our adjacent bedrooms. My life was going nowhere in Dublin so I took him up on the offer and moved to Atlanta.
Kevin was able to get me a job at the same factory where he worked. I ended up on the 3rd shift, and Kevin on 2nd. Kevin had been telling me before I moved in that he was hooking up with some older married women on the computer. Kevin tended to exaggerate sometimes, but it turned out that he wasn't lying. He showed me the profiles of women he had fucked or was fucking and also some nude
pictures they sent. He even showed me some of his emails that they had sent. I had been saving some money for a repeat performance with Charlotte the gorgeous prostitute, but this seemed like a much better and less expensive way to go.
Kevin gave me some pointers on his experience of online hookups and sent me some links to some websites that he had the best luck with. He told me the best way to meet someone was to get my own profile online along with a recent picture. I posted a profile on a couple of different websites and I answered a few ads.
Within a few days, I got an email from "Kat" with a link to a dozen pictures that were posted in a private folder. The pictures showed her fully dressed wearing very trendy clothes. In a couple of the pictures she was wearing a floppy hat that covered her eyes. I could imagine her glossy bright red lips wrapped around the head of my throbbing cock. Kat had long dark
brown hair, large breasts and a slightly fuller figure. She was wearing several different outfits in the pictures, but they all had very low necklines. In one of the pictures she was standing next to a very nice BMW sedan. I think it was 745i. In some of the pictures Kat's head was turned so that her hair blocked her face. None of the pictures completely showed her face.
Kat's email stated that she was interested in a younger man. She didn't state her age, but I guess that she was in her mid 30's. It was all a little mysterious and very exciting. I replied to Kat's email and gave her my instant messenger ID and invited her to chat with me sometime. I told her that I was very interested in getting to know her better. That night
at work I was very excited about the possibility of getting another email from Kat. I rushed home to check my email and to my disappointment there was nothing. Two days went by and still no reply. I thought about sending her another email.
I was checking out sports scores on espn.com when my instant messenger chimed. A message from katfancy2002 popped up on my screen. "Hi Roy". Could it be the same Kat that answered my personal I wondered? "Is this BMW Kat?" I typed. "Yes
it is sweetie" she replied. So began a chat that lasted for over an hour. It turned out that Kat and her obviously filthy rich husband had been in Las Vegas for a couple of days. Kat explained that this was the second marriage for both her and her husband. She stated that the first time she married for love and the second time was for money. She said that her husband was a very successful and jealous Atlanta businessman. She said she was just looking for someone safe to
play with. She said she was looking for a fuckbuddy. I couldn't believe she was being so blunt. It was pretty cool. She said she needed someone who she could trust and someone who could be available when she had time to play. She said that the fact that I said I worked on 3rd shift in my profile caught her attention because the best time for her to meet someone was during the day during the week. Kat didn't work and it was easy for her to say she was out shopping or visiting
her girlfriends during the day. I told her I thought she was very sexy and the idea of being with an older woman excited me. I told her that I would love to be her fuckbuddy and frankly I couldn't wait to see her. Kat went on to explain that she had recently had an affair with someone she met online. She explained that she had met someone in a chat room and a friendship progressed to an actual meeting, and then to a full fledged affair. The man she was involved with had fallen in
love with her and was getting weird. Things had to end. There was no way she was going to leave her husband. She said there was a prenuptial agreement and she would get nothing if she was discovered to be cheating. Kat made it very clear that if we got involved that it was going to be a no strings attached physical relationship. She told me not to even expect that it would be anything more than a one time encounter. I assured Kat that I was not the stalker type and that I didn't want to
get too involved with anyone at this point. I told her I was just interested in someone who was clean and open minded. I told her that I didn’t have much experience and that I hoped she could teach me a few things. She seemed to like my innocence and honesty.
Kat asked me what my plans were when I got off work the next morning. I told her my plan was to do pretty much what I had been doing since I moved to Atlanta. Stop at Denny’s for breakfast after work, come home and look at porn on my computer, beat off, and then go to bed. She asked me if I really jacked off every day and I told her that I did. She seemed surprised by that. I
know from talking to my friends that it isn't abnormal for someone my age to whack off everyday. Kat asked me how many days I thought I could go without masturbating. I told her I couldn't remember going more than a day and that was because I was sick as a dog with the flu. Kat scolded me playfully. She told me I was a bad boy and we both did the LOL thing. Kat asked me if I ever heard of a cum fetish. I know what cum is and I know what a fetish is, so it wasn't hard to figure
out that she likes cum. She explained that when she was a teenager and was babysitting for the neighbors that the kid’s dad seduced her. She told me the juicy details of how he taught her how to give a deep throated blowjob and how he taught her to love and crave cum in her mouth and on her face and tits. She couldn't explain the reasons, but she said that having a man shoot his sperm on her is erotic and completely satisfying. She said it goes beyond a preference to being something that
she craves. She said she loves everything about cum, the smell, the feel, the warmth and the taste of it. She loves the feeling of having a flaccid cock grow to a full rigid hardon in her mouth while she milks it with her lips and tongue. She likes to have her head held tightly. And she shocked me again by using the term, "skull fucked". I never thought I would hear a woman use that term.
Kat told me that she could not see me tomorrow. Kat told me that she wanted me to go four days without masturbating. She asked me if I was willing to do that. She told me that if I was a good boy and saved my cum, that she would reward me generously. I assured her that I would do as she requested thinking the whole time that it wasn't going to be easy. We agreed to meet on
Monday morning. Kat told me she would check in via instant messenger on Monday morning and that we would plan to meet at 9 am at the Denny's restaurant on Memorial Drive in Decatur. She told me it was very important that I keep my promise and that it would prove to her that she could trust me and open the door to something that could be very special between us. I promised her again that I was going to save all my cum for her.
The next four days were pure hell. By Friday night all I could think about was getting laid or spanking my monkey. It felt like my balls were actually getting bigger by the minute. I was having a hard time falling asleep. I worried that Kat might change her mind or maybe she was just fucking with me, and being a cock tease. To make matters worse, Kevin had one of his
regular horny housewives (Terri) over on Saturday morning and invited me to have a threesome with them. I had met Terri breifly the previous weekend when she came over to fuck Kevin. Kevin said it was Terri's suggestion. Terri reminded me of my mom. She didn't seem like the kind of woman who wanted to get nasty with two guys at the same time, but what the hell. I guess you never know what a person is like sexually. I think a lot of women are a lot more adventurous and slutty than
they let on. I was really tempted to help Kevin tag team his friend, but I didn't want to mess up my plan with Kat. Kat was in a whole different league than Terri the naughty houswife. I thanked Kevin for the offer but told him I would take a raincheck then I showed him the pictures of Kat and told him about my plan to meet her Monday. He said she was a lot hotter than any of the women he had hooked up with. I think he was jealous. I left the apartment before Terri showed up
because I would have probably changed my mind and joined in if she showed up smelling sexy and showing her cleavage like she did the previous weekend.
Third shift starts up on Sunday night at the plant. I thought about calling in sick. I mean I was so nervous and anxious and excited about meeting Kat that I really did feel sick. But I couldn't afford to risk this new job so I went to work. I was so horny that a couple of the old nasty fat snaggle toothed women at the plant were actually starting to look good to me. This
was getting rediculous. The night dragged on. I just kept looking at the clock waiting for the shift to end at 7:00.
I didn't waste any time at the end of the shift. I crammed my safety gear in my locker and rushed out the door to my car. My apartment is only 15 minutes from the plant. I hurried home and waited for Kat's instant message. When I walked into my bedroom there was already a message from her on the screen. It simply said, "Are you ready?"... "Hell yes
I am ready!" I replied. Kat asked me if I had saved myself as she had requested and I told her that it wasn't easy, but I did. She asked me if I had showered yet. I said no that I had just walked in. She asked me if I had worked hard and gotten all sweaty at work. I said yes, I am pretty ripe, I need to jump in the shower if we are going to meet by 9. She then made a very odd request. She told me that she didn't want me to take a shower. She said it was ok to change
clothes, but to keep on the same underwear and not do anything to freshen up down there. Kat begged me not to clean up and said she would prefer to taste and smell me this way. I felt self conscious about having a bunch sweaty cock cheese on my dong and balls, but I wanted to please Kat so I did as she asked. Kat told me that she would be driving a black BMW and that she would be wearing a pink jogging suit. I still hadn't seen a picture of her face. I was pretty curious to
see what she looked like.
I got to Denny's about 15 minutes early and sat in my car and waited. I parked facing the double laned hiway so I could see the cars as they approached. The minutes seemed to drag by. It was past 9 and still no Kat. She had my cell number and promised to call me if something happened. Ten more painfully slow minutes ticked by. Then my heart actually skipped a beat as
I saw a black BMW slowing to turn right into the parking lot. I could see the female passenger was wearing pink. It was Kat! Her eyes scanned the parking lot as she pulled in and then we made eye contact. She pulled into the space next to me and we just sat there for a second smiling at each other. She was a pretty lady. She looked like a young Delta Burke, very wholesome, sophisticated and sexy. I exited my car which looked like a giant pile of shit parked next
to the BMW. Kat stepped out of her car and we made awkward small talk at the rear of her car. I commented on the car and she said she would let me drive it sometime. Kat asked me if I was hungry and I said, "Not really". She told me that it was too early to check into a motel and that we might both need the energy later. She took my hand and led me into the restaurant.
Our conversation flowed easily over breakfast. Kat wasn't the least bit shy. She was very interested to know the details of how I had suffered by not being able to ejaculate for four days. She licked and sucked on her breakfast sausages like they were little cocks. She rubbed my thigh a few times. She told me about her marriage and how her husband was probably fucking a girl
from his office. She told me that she didn't care as long as he continued to take care of her financially. She said it was more of a business arrangement and that they were planning to have a couple of kids soon. She said her sex drive was stronger than ever and that her husband didn't turn her on. I asked her to explain the deal about not taking a shower before leaving and she blushed. She explained that the sweaty scent of a man did something to her and that she preferred
that to the smell and taste of soap. I warned her that my shit was pretty nasty right now after a night of working with tight jeans on in a box factory. She assured me it was exactly what she wanted.
We finished up breakfast and continued to talk for awhile. I knew Kat had the whole day free, but I had told her that I needed to be home by 2PM to get some sleep. Kat picked up the check and wouldn't even let me leave a tip. I felt a little funny about that, but Kat had made it clear that she expected to pay for breakfast and the motel. Judging by her clothes, jewelry and car I
was sure she could afford it. I just hoped that I could live up to her expectations.
Kat asked me to follow her down the road to the Ramada Inn of Decatur. I waited in my car while she went in to register. The anticipation of getting into a motel room alone with her was almost unbearable. Kat came out with the key card in her hand and motioned
me to follow her to the rear entrance of the motel. I opened my glove box and tore off three condoms from the dozen I had bought the day before and put them in my pocket.
Kat led me all the way down the hall to our room. She swiped the card and opened the door. She seemed pretty familiar with this place. I couldn't help but wonder how many guys and how many times she had been fucked in this motel, maybe in this same room. I didn't care that she was a slut, I was just a little intimidated that I might not be able to please a woman with her experience.
My cock had been semi erect since the middle of breakfast when Kat was running her long fingernails up the inside of my thigh. Now it was starting to really stir and get uncomfortable inside my underwear. Kat dead bolted the door and turned and practically attacked me. She put her hands on my chest and pushed me back toward the bed. She touched my erect nipples through my t-shirt. She took my hands and placed them on her breasts. We kissed passionately.
She kissed me very aggressively her tongue probing deeply into my mouth. She sucked on my tongue and nibbled playfully on my lips. Her hands were now under my shirt and exploring my bare nipples. She rubbed her thumbs across my nipples while pressing her own breasts into my hands. I could feel her erect nipples through the soft fleece jogging suit. Kat wasn't wearing a bra and her breasts were firm and natural. I started to unzip her top, but she pushed my hands away
and at the same time dropped to her knees.
She kneeled before me and unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned the snap on my jeans with ease, once again demonstrating a level talent and experience that only comes with practice. She pressed her face firmly against my pants and blew warm air onto my cock. Her hands squeezed my ass and then made their way back around to my zipper. My cock was now straining painfully against the zipper. She
pulled the zipper over the bulge that was my thick hard cock. A layer of moist sweaty underwear was all that separated my eager cock from her hungry warm mouth. Kat's lipstick left bright red stains on my jockey briefs. She inhaled deeply and slid my jeans to the floor and helped me step out of them. My cock seemed bigger and thicker than I could ever remember it being. Kat seemed to be pleased with the package she was unwrapping. Very slowly she pulled my underwear down over
my cock. It slapped against her check and she just let is lay there against the side of her face while she pulled them all the way down. She lowered her mouth to my balls and very slowly and very gently took each testicle into her mouth. Her mouth was extremely wet. She alternated between taking each of my balls into her warm soft mouth and licking them. She began to stroke my cock while she continued to lick and suck my balls. I had never experienced anything like
this.
As much as I loved this, my cock was ready for some hard sucking. Kat kissed the shaft and stroked it with her hand but she didn't seem ready to take it into her mouth. Then I remembered what she had told me about liking to have her head held and being used aggressively. I took her head in my hands and grasp two handfuls of her hair. She moaned approvingly. I gently tried
to influence her to take my cock into her mouth, but she resisted. It took me a few moments to understand just how firmly she wanted to be handled. I had seen a porno video once of girls getting face fucked. It was pretty extreme and I figured that it was just a male fantasy and the girls that made those videos were just well paid. But Kat was really getting into my rough treatment. I remember her using the term skull fucked when we first chatted. It was obvious that was just
what she wanted me to do. She didn't resist me going deep into her throat with my cock. I guided her down on it slowly at first and she gagged a bit, but didn't put up the least bit of resistance. She looked at me with her beautiful eyes begging me to be more aggressive.
I steadily increased the pressure and pace I was using to fuck her mouth and pulling her down further with each stroke. I started keeping her down longer at the base of my cock and making her struggle to catch a breath. I could feel my cock pressing against the back of her throat. She gagged so hard that her eyes began to water. With each stroke, I could feel the tension building
for what was going to be an amazing climax. My balls were slapping hard against Kat's chin. Her lipstick was smudged all over her face. Kat could tell that I was getting close, her moans encouraged me to maintain the pace. My thighs began to shake and I thought my knees were going to give out. It felt like an electric current was shooting from my toes to the top of my head as I began to shoot my cum. Kat milked my balls while continuing to take my cock deeply to
the back of her throat, sucking very hard. I could feel the thick cum continuing to shoot out for several more deep plunges into Kats willing mouth. She pulled back and took the shaft of my cock in her hand and milked the remaining sticky hot cum onto her lips and tongue.
Kat let me lie on the bed and rest for a minute before playfully stripping at the side of the bed. She had a neatly trimmed pussy and large nipples. She sat in a chair facing me and spread her legs and rubbed her clit showing off her precious petals and moist pink hole. She told me to stroke my cock for her. Then she crawled onto the bed and between my legs and started sucking me
again. In less than a minute I was fully erect and begging her to let me fuck her. I reached down and fumbled in my jean pocket for a condom, but Kat told me that it was OK to fuck her without one. Kat straddled me and guided herself down slowly onto my cock. Her wonderful tits jiggled as she bounced on top of my cock. She closed her eyes and rubbed her own nipples as she ground her pussy hard onto my cock and rocked it deeply inside her. I could feel it filling her up inside
and I could tell she was building toward an orgasm. Kat moaned loudly as she came. She collapsed onto my chest and we kissed softly.
I could see how that other guy could have fallen in love with Kat. She is an amazing woman and I hope she is truly happy in a loveless and sexless marriage. But who even knows if she was telling the truth about that. She just could be a nymphomaniac. Kat and I have seen each other several more times since our first encounter. She let me drive her car and had taught me how
to eat pussy. I also got the chance to use that rain check with Kevin and Terri. I doubt any of my friends in Dublin would believe that a guy like me could have fucked a classy rich lady like Kat. The whole experience has given me some confidence with women that I didn't have before. I am waiting for my next big adventure.
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