It had been a long day. At work, everything that could go wrong – did go wrong - and all of it fell in my lap. Managing a kitchen, short-handed, on the busiest day I've seen in 2 years has left me with a splitting headache and a 15-second fuse on my temper. As soon as we opened the doors to people standing in line to be served, the day went right into the toilet. Sadly, it took my plans for having hot sex – and dumping my heavily engorged balls into a hot, wet pussy - with it.
I'm a restaurant owner and have always had strange work hours. Serving authentic Italian food from an accessible location gave us pretty consistent traffic. The food is good so I am usually working when most people are relaxing. Unfortunately, I never have any time to relax myself. Today was supposed to be a light day and I had plans to telephone my favorite booty call and enjoy a couple hours of Hide and Go Eat My Salami. Her name was Lora and she was a fine piece of ass - a 5' 4" package of sheer sexual dynamite with 38D tits, a body that broke hearts on sight and shoulder length black hair I loved to use as reins. About a year older than me, she was a Nubian goddess with an insatiable hunger for white cocks and the men attached to them. It was a profile that fit me perfectly.
Lora came to mind as I began the ride home to my empty apartment and I wondered if she had found something or someone else to do. It was Saturday night; surely she had a number of digits she could dial to have a devastatingly gorgeous escort or captivating sex toy at her disposal. I remembered my last visit – her pouty mouth sucking my cock while I plunged her favorite dildo into her smoking hot pussy. She loved being hammered hard and I loved hearing her moans escalate as her arousal peaked. Mumbling around my rock hard cock, she said, "Yes, fuck me hard and deep!" Those words squeezed my balls and I increased the dildo's speed and shoved it into her pussy until my knuckles hit her clit. She gasped, sucked in her breath – taking my cock with it – and I exploded in her mouth. Groaning loudly and pounding my cock down her throat, I spewed my load. Her throat massaged my cock head as the muscles worked to swallow every drop. Then I heard her convulse in orgasm – moaning and repeatedly squirting cum all over me. Her dripping pussy was so wet and so close to my face I had to taste it. I licked and then sucked the cum still pumping from it. Lora shivered in orgasmic aftershock and I held her until it was over. Afterward, I thanked her as she kissed me and went home. It was a mind-blowing evening and I'll never forget it.
Smoothly changing gears on my Harley and remembering that hot, sexy time (and several others we spent together in the past), even my headache couldn't dampen my desire. It's been 10 months since the last time I dipped my cock into a sweet pussy, 6 months since I visited her mouth and - I missed it – damn, I missed both. Lora would have been a satisfying distraction and my balls ached at the mere thought.
I heard thunder and looked up. The sky seemed about to open up - and it did. I looked down, realized I needed gas and pulled over to the nearest service station. As I stood under the canopy thinking about the long, soggy ride ahead of me, I noticed I was about 5 miles from Lora's apartment. The hopeful bone between my legs sent a message to my brain, I pulled out my cell phone and punched in "OMG" – because that's what comes out of my mouth every time I shoot my load into her. The phone rang once, twice, then three times and my heart sank. Just as I expected her voice mail to answer, I heard her sultry voice say, "Hello, Big Man!"
The sound alone grabbed me by the balls and I moaned almost audibly before I managed to stammer, "Hiya, sweetness! How are you?" I barely understood her positive response as I melted from the molten passion assaulting me through the phone. Her voice was soft, low and so smooth it felt like velvet caressing my ears. Almost missing her question about my location and plans, I quickly responded, "I was on my way home, stopped at a gas station down the street from you and wondered - if you were at home - perhaps I could stop by for a visit."