Liar, his story

My wife and I had another one of our legendary fights and I decided to just go to sleep in a hotel for the night and just relax. The clerk stared at me strangely when I checked in at 9:00 and had no ID. I explained to him the fight with my wife and how I left my wallet at home and the story about my emergency supply of money in the car and, with a $100 tip, I quickly had a room without asking questions with double queens.

After dropping off my bag I went to the restaurant and got a quick bite. I had a rum & cola at dinner I didn’t even touch so I took it to the room and put it on my bed for a nite cap. I was wise enough to pack my bags, so I changed… and went to the pool to take a few laps and maybe a hot bath… Before I went over it for a night.

I got in my mandatory twenty laps that I always do in a hotel and then got out of the cold water and padded over to the hot tub. I guess it was just after 11:00 at that time so I was a little surprised to see a clear teenage girl alone in the hot tub at that hour. We had a chat and she started chatting about her college debate team and her “ass” roommate who was having sex at the time while my hot tub companion was pruning in the hot tub.

Do you know how a stupid idea sometimes escapes your mouth before the ghost catches up? I invited the girl to use the extra bed… Because she couldn’t stay away with the pool all night. I think I was thinking about my own daughter in a hot tub about an hour with an older guy around who might want to… fuck her.

I was just about to reconsider my offer when she hired me. She came out of the bath and said something about a wake up call and all I could see was her amazing body. She was tall and thin, the spit image of the wisp my wife had when I met her. She let me in, and I had to stop myself from thinking what I was starting to think.

We went back to the room and I told her to take a shower and wear one of the robes. Her little bikini was flushed fast and I let it dry on the heater. I drank my drink and watched a show at the History Channel. When she came out of the shower she was pulling her hair and there was not much to see under the cloak and that was probably a good thing. I took a shower and I was hoping the girl wouldn’t just steal my money and walk away.

When I got out of the shower I immediately noticed my drink was gone! That little sprite had a double shot of 151 rum with that drink! I knew she’d feel it soon. Before I left the bathroom, I put a condom in my bathrobe pocket hoping that maybe…

I sat next to her and turned off the TV to give the hint to go to bed and we started talking and I started realizing that she was conning me. I asked her about her roommate and if she was jealous of what happened in her room and she told me about being a virgin (yes, I thought, yes) and about fear of getting pregnant. I forgot what else I had to say, but it went well.

She said something about guys who didn’t like her and I said, “Really. You got a nice body. If I were your age, I’d be over you.”

I couldn’t believe That I said that and I expected her to run away but she sat there and my stupid mouth added, “It’s really cute how you blush all over your neck and on your shoulders.”

I don’t know what forced me, but I touched her bare shoulder. Suddenly I knew I had to have her and my hands just kept doing their thing and I started massaging her like I do to my wife when I want to fuck.

I sat behind her and kissed her neck… And saw the goosebumps burst over her. I knew she was mine. I also thought my drink had worn out her resistance and judgment… So when I put her down, she didn’t complain. I pulled the robe down a little like a test and she didn’t resist at all. I rubber her nipples and they reacted very positively. I pulled the condom out of my pocket and put it on the table by the bed and she saw me do this.

She said: “We don’t need that.”

I replied, “I know. I’ll just let you know it’s there.”

I put Beck behind her and pulled her cozy to me and reached out to where I could feel her breasts. My other hand swallowed around and slowly pushed her robe open until the front of her body was exposed to my touch.

I pulled her robe open and lowered it from her shoulder and from her body to where it was between us. My own robe was already out and she didn’t seem to notice when my dick rubbed the velvet skin off her spine. I went for her pussy and she didn’t resist when my finger slipped between her lips and started working her dew. She relaxes even more quickly and when I hit her clit melted They’re just in my arms.

When she spread her legs a little bit I slipped my dick between them and hugged her pussy with it.

She said reluctantly, “No!”

I said: “Listen, rub yourself with it. As long as you hold it, it doesn’t go anywhere you don’t want to.”

The alcohol and sex addled girl accepted this nonsense and held my dick to her body and I went to fuck her when she tried to get the head of my dick to kiss her all the important clit.

She said my dick snapped her and I said, It’s still dry. You got to get it wet. Rub it in yourself like I did with my fingers."

Oh, God. She did it and I had to stop myself just to squeeze her tits and shove my dick in her. She caressed me a little and I knew I’d come if she didn’t stop, so I said, “Here, try this. Rub my shaft on yourself and that will feel better for both of us.”

Good. This calmed me down and it seemed to stimulate her even more. I fucked her when she started fucking me and soon we were on to each other. Once I felt my head getting a purchase in her pussy and then they got back. But she was moaning at me and I thought I’d see that as encouragement. I hit my head a few more times against her pussy and liked how she would bend her back to me. She gave me what I call the “fuck me” signal and I started making our little bump and gravel in love.

I moved a little and got my dick’s head in her and didn’t pull it out. She gave a really satisfied moan and she pushed back to me for more. It wasn’t long before I felt her hymen and realizing she was a virgin was too much for me. I held her hips and slowly pushed into her body and felt her hymen surrender to me.

Just a few more punches, and I ended up in her. That seemed to attract her attention and she quietly grabbed the condom and tried to put it in my hand. I pulled out part of her, and then I pushed back. She was silent. I grabbed around and started rubbing her clit while we were fucking.

Still, she kept doing that stupid condom. I took that thing from her and threw it to the floor. This was the best pussy I had in years and I didn’t want to quit. Honestly, the thought of impregnating her fat belly turned me on.

She surrendered to me and I began to take her as God willed. She seemed to melt when her seed started to rise and then she shivered and I knew she was coming. Gee, I knew I had to take her completely, so I pulled back and rolled her on her back and sat between her legs and climbed her. I just fucked her until I filled her pussy with his first load of baby batter.

She suddenly got the feeling back in her and shared her concerns about getting pregnant. I was just telling the old reliable lies about not getting pregnant. First time and everything. She was still nervous and insecure and I decided to comfort her and when I saw there was a little blood from the sex I went to get a warm cloth and cleaned her up. She loved the attention, I could see. I was lying next to her and we hugged For a while, and then I wanted her again. I didn’t wait for the ceremony this time and sat between her legs and did her. The second time, I saw she wasn’t in it, but I wanted what I wanted. I kept myself deep in her pussy this time I came and it felt like a conquest of some kind when she cut every pulse of my sperm in her cervix.

At that time it was about 3 hours and she kissed me goodbye after she got back into her bikini and then she was gone.

A quick shower and 20 minutes later, just like me. I realized that if she suddenly got smart she could call the police on me, so I took advantage of my no-name hotel reservation and made tracks home.

I spent the rest of the night on the couch thinking about that girl I fucked in women’s life. Would she have my baby? Would I ever know if she did?

In any case, it was a few weeks later when my 19-year-old daughter called on me to accompany a group of her friends for a summer environmental camping at a lake. It would be me, my daughter, and seven of her teenage twenty-something friends for a month working hard on trails and huts in a remote forest.

I said no at first and then thought about being the only man with seven available and mature females. My daughter told me that I was the best father in the world when I said yes.

In a way, she was right. It was my sincere intention to be a father again and again.