Liv's Texan Experience - Sex Stories

Liv's Texan Experience

... fresh air. We asked Ash if she wanted to come, but she was still busy, so it would be just me and Mom.

I drove us to the usual diner we always go to and sat in the same spot we always sit at. The place was frozen in time; nothing had changed since the first time I came here, only the staff. Good ol' Mrs. Brown had retired from her post as a waitress, and her daughter Camilla had assumed the role.

Camilla and I had a bit of history together. I hooked up with a lot of the girls in town; the goody two-shoes small-town girlies always went after me. But the thing with Camilla was that she came to me very often, and even though most girls I hooked up with were just teens experimenting, and stopped looking for me once they grew up, married, and shit, every time I came to town, Camilla went after me, and today wasn't different.

"Good afternoon, girls! What can I get you?" she said, batting her eyelashes at me.

"Hey, Cam," I said. "Long time no see."

"Yeah, you used to come here more often. Now you only come on holidays or when a disaster happens," she said and faked a pout, looking at me with puppy eyes.

"Cam dear," Mom said, "Can you get me a cheeseburger, and instead of fries, I want salad on the side."

"Sure, Miss Jones! What about you, Liv?" she asked.

"Same as Mom, and can you please bring us some Coke?" I answered.

"Okay, I will bring your order in a bit," she turned her eyes at me and gave me a sly smile. "Hey, Liv, Mom and Dad haven't seen you in a ...

... while. Why don't you come and say hi to them? They're in the back."

Maybe I should have refused and just stayed there to eat lunch, but I rarely deny a fun time, especially if it's with a beauty like Camilla.

"Sure," I said, smiling back at her. "I will be right back," I told my mom before getting up from the table and following Cam to the staff room.

Once we were in, she quickly locked the door and smashed her soft lips against mine. Camilla's kisses were always desperate, like she was trapped in the desert and I was her only source of water. She only parted when we were both breathless.

"Fuck, Liv," she said, her eyes burning with passion. "I missed you so much!"

We started kissing again, our tongues wrestling against each other, and the way she suck and bit my lips was amazing. Cam was one of the best kissers I've ever been with. I reached my hands and grabbed her ass, squeezing it tightly, ripping a moan from her lips.

"Yes, baby," she moaned. "I want more."

"Don't worry," I said and gave her neck a deep lingering kiss, making her shake all over. "I got you."

I fell on my knees and she leaned against the wall, holding her skirt up for me. I knew she was expecting me to come here, since she was wearing a sexy black lace thong that barely covered her pussy. Camilla was sopping wet, I knew that the fact that her husband was awful in bed had a part in that. She was constantly unsatisfied, and according to her, I was the only one that knew how to fuck ...