Where it happened: Roadside Rest Men's Room
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 6
Category: Straight
I forgot in the telling of my sex life with Uncle Robert to really say much about the girl I fucked. She was a worker at the canning plant too, and she evidently had the hots for me. One day she asked if I could give her a ride home because her car was in the shop and the woman who gave her a ride in to work was going to work a double shift. I told her I’d have to ask my uncle. He said okay and we gave her a ride home. We also picked her up the next day and gave her a ride to the plant. That afternoon, we took her to pick up her car and I rode home with her to help her evaluate whether they had fixed her problem.
We drove out on the highway and after a while I had to piss, so she stopped at a Roadside Rest area. I went into the men’s room and was shocked when she came in while I was pissing. She said she wanted to fuck me. I was really curious about what pussy felt like so I finished pissing and we went into a stall built extra large for wheelchairs. She took off her slacks and leaned against the wall. We kissed while she unbuttoned my jeans and belt and pushed them down. Then she guided my cock to her cunt and slipped it in. She wasn’t nearly as tight as my uncle’s asshole and it took me a long time to come. She came about six times before I emptied my balls in her cunt. She thought I was great, but I wasn’t impressed with her loose pussy. Still, I felt sorry for her obvious loneliness and over the next few months I fucked her about once a week. Sometimes she’d also give me a blowjob. It always took me forever to come when we fucked, while she just pulled one orgasm after another as I rode her.
I tried to stop seeing her, but we worked together and it was a delicate matter. Our dating and fucking slowed to maybe once a month when I enrolled in night school at the community college. This went on for about a year before she found someone else who was “more available.” She even married him. But every once in a while she would come over to me at work and tell me I was the greatest fuck she ever had. I know she was hinting that she wanted to fuck again, but I just accepted the compliments and said, “It’s too bad you’re married, ’cause I don’t fuck around with married women.” It was kinder than saying I was not interested. She quit work a couple of years ago to have a baby. The only good memories I have with her were the few blowjobs she gave me. She had a real talented mouth and would hold all my spew in her mouth until I was dry, then kiss me and spit it in my mouth. I liked that.
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