Exploits With a Trucker - Sex Stories

Exploits With a Trucker

... him into my mouth, all worries ceased to exist. It did not matter if I took all of his cock in my mouth or not. I just wanted to taste him, to feel him in my mouth and against my tongue. He removed my breasts from my dress pushing them around his cock, as I moved my head and my mouth over his cock. I was determined to take all of him and I did, slowly. As his cock hit the back of my throat, I gagged. I moaned, loving the feel of him in my mouth. This went on for several minutes. When I looked up at him, he told me to turn around, he wanted to play with my pussy again. I sat back, my breasts hanging from my dress where he had removed them earlier. As I lay back his hand made its way back to my pussy and then my ass. Slowly he began to fuck me, working his fingers into my wet pussy. I moaned as he asked if I liked it, I did indeed like it. Apparently my moan was not an adequate answer as he asked me again. This time I gave him a much more coherent answer, telling him, yes, I did like it. He then asked if I had ever been fisted. I paused a moment before answering his question. I told him that no, I had never been fisted before and he asked if I wanted to try it. My reply was that yes, of course I wanted to try it. I love trying new things and this was definitely new. He spent the next few minutes attempting to stick his entire hand into my wet pussy. I had never felt such a sensation, the pain and the pleasure were a bit overwhelming and I came because of them, the pleasure ...

... washing over me making me moan. He told me to pull my legs back further and I did as he asked, pulling them close to my chest. I was enjoying his actions and not wanting them to stop, I probably would have done anything he asked. After a few minutes of moving his hand inside of me, making me moan each time, he removed his hand and pushed my legs back even further. My feet ended up on the small cabinet above my head. He moved closer to me and before I realized what he was doing his cock was buried in my ass. Normally that would have hurt, a lot, but he had me so turned on that I honestly did not notice the pain. I moaned in pleasure as he pulled out and thrust back into my tight ass. I looked up at him, amazed that he had managed to bury himself so firmly with little pain, just pleasure. I love anal sex and knew that I could cum just from it alone. The feel of his cock filling my ass with each stroke was igniting a fire deep within, the pleasure building with each thrust of his hips. The pleasure swept over my body, making my skin flush as I reached the peak of my orgasm again. When he came, he slowly pulled out and sat back. I lay there a moment as he found and lit a cigarette, lounging back against the wall. The pleasure was wonderful, even after he had removed himself, I still felt a little high from the sensations my body had felt only moments before. As he smoked, we sat and talked for a bit. He told me that he had been going to attempt to fist me as he fucked me, but could ...