Olivia - From Sun City, CA

The story is based on true events.

I and my dorm roommate Marc would sometimes take little road trips together, like to LA, Vegas, and so on. I don't remember which trip it was, but we were on our way back to San Diego, as I saw a road sign that said "Sun City—next exit." I knew the name Sun City from Africa but not from CA, so I said to Marc, who was driving, let's go check this out. So, he took the exit, and as we drove into the town, we didn't see anybody. Nothing, no people, no dogs, nothing.

As we drove and drove, on our left we saw a fire station and our first human.

"Stop there," I said to Marc.

He parked, being careful not blocking any exits, and we got out. As we approached the guy, we introduced ourselves and asked where everybody is.

He smiled and said, "This is how it is. Lots of pensioners here," he added, laughing.

"So, you are the youngest one here?"

"Yes, with 45, I am," he smiled.

"So, there's nothing going on here?"

"Oh, you are wrong; we had a couple of murders last year," he answered.

"Wow," I said, surprised. "Well, good day to you, sir," I said as we left.

As we drove away, we decided to take a scenic route, and you would see large open fields for cattle or for whatever corn they were growing there. Sometimes an intersection would show up. As we reached a new intersection, a car with four people in it came from the right, turned right, and drove in front of us. In the front of the car, two elderly people were sitting, but glued to the rear window of the car were two young girls with big eyes, smiling and looking wildly at us like hungry dogs.

Of course, I thought. Poor chicks, the only widower here...

"Follow that car, Marc, no matter what," I commanded my roommate.

He understood right away, hoping for a chance with one of them. He followed, but with some distance, because of all the dust the car in front of us was swirling up. But we tried not to look like highway killers, so not too close, not too far.

They drove quite a while until, after they turned one time to the left, they parked at some kind of diner.

"Marc, aren't you hungry too?" I asked, grinning.

It was a dining room like from the movies. Those typical large windows, the dining area built squarely, and I wouldn't wonder seeing James Dean sitting there at the counter. The only difference was that it was full of people. I couldn't find those girls; Marc focused on getting us a table.

I was a bit restless, not finding those babes, and as an excuse I went to the restrooms, which were all the way to the right. I even peeked into the ladies'; nobody I was looking for. An older woman grinned hopefully at me, but I ignored it. I walked out, looking left and right; nothing.

As I was halfway on my way back, seeing Marc sitting at the very end at an empty table, I saw one of the girls. The other one was not there; her seat was vacant. The old couple were reading the menus. I had to get her away from those two.

"Excuse me, ma'am," I said, directly looking at her. "Could you please help me find my way? We got a bit lost with all these intersections; could you point out which one we need to follow to get back to our campus?"

"Sure." She happily answered as soon as she recognized me. "Let's go outside, and I will point it out for you."

"You are so kind, ma'am," I replied, smiling.

As we walked towards the door, me walking behind her, I enjoyed the view of her delicious ass. She knew I was looking at her butt, because her hips started swaying just a little bit more than before, her backside inviting me with her teasing butt to go and get her, just as nature intended it. I didn't even know her name, and her pussy already wanted my cock. Well, she got her priorities right, I guess.

What did she look like?

She was wearing tight cutoff jeans, with that typical faded blue color, and a simple white top. I don't remember what shoes she wore, but hey, I am a man and not some fashion week artist. She must have been like 1.65 m (5.4 ft), perhaps a 20-year-old, with a nice hourglass figure, weighing around 55 kg (120 lbs), probably with a D+ cup, and great dark green eyes. I am not going into further details; my cock was stirring, and that meant she was pretty enough to get my "free of charge cock."

She suddenly stopped walking and quickly backed up until she bumped into me.

"Oh." She gave a soft shriek as she felt my growing bulge hit her willing ass.

"Is that your cell?" She asked, looking over her shoulder at me with a maleficent, lustful look in her eyes.

"Perhaps you want to make a phone call?" I answered with horny eyes.

"I sure do need to make some long calls..." she replied. "Is your battery fully charged?"

"My batteries are looking forward to your long calls." I teased back.

She smiled and turned around, facing me. "I tell you what, we are heading after our dinner here to our local bingo night, and half a block away there is a motel called Motel 6. Why don't you wait there for me and get us a room? I will excuse myself and walk over. Just call me and let me know which room they gave you." She said, as she wrote down her phone number on a coaster she previously took from the dining place.

She looked hopeful up at me with those green begging eyes and added, "Please be there; I have had no fun since at least 8 or 9 months..."

"I promise," I replied, reassuring her, pulling her to me, kissing her neck softly, making her nipples point out and stretch the fabric of her tight top.

"See you in like an hour." She said, happily walking back to the diner's entrance, giving me a last wanton glance over her shoulder.

I waited 10 minutes and went back into the diner, joining Marc. As I walked towards our table, I saw her sitting at their table, pointing at me while whispering something to her BFF.

I told Marc that I am staying here, grinning.

He was speechless. "What are you going to do here, in this desolated town?" He asked.

"Will see" is all I wanted to tell him.

"OK," he replied. "If you don't mind, I will skip dinner here and eat on campus; that way I save some money."

"Yeah, that's cool," I replied. "See you tomorrow."

Marc stood up and left, and I ordered a burger with fries, mayo, and a banana shake. Better get some energy in, I thought. She might want it all from me...

While eating slowly, spending time, I saw them stand up and leave, but both babes gave me a last quick glance. Her BFF was quite curious. I smiled back at them, checking my watch, and decided to leave in ten minutes.

After paying, I found the motel without any difficulty on foot and got a room with a king-size bed for 68 USD. I called the number she gave me, and an "Olivia" answered.

"Hi. I said cheerfully, "I have room number 2." It even has a landline for long calls." I said flirtingly.

I could hear her smile and the excitement in her voice, telling me she could leave in about ten minutes.

"I will get us some wine," I replied. "See you in a bit." Having a smile in my voice too.

My dick was already hard from anticipation, which almost worried me, because "we" still had to wait at least 20, perhaps 30 minutes. I bought the wine and decided to watch some stupid TV stuff to calm down a bit. Indeed, my hard cock went "down" again to an acceptable level. Still noticeable for her, but not straining all the blood from my main brain... ?

Suddenly, the phone on the bedstand rang. It was the reception telling me my niece was there. "Yes, please send my niece; many thanks," I replied. I grinned. It reminded me of another **** "issue" with my own sister Anouk, which I kept nagging at home until one day, finally, she...

A soft knock announced Olivia's arrival. I quickly opened the door, smiling at her.

"Are you from the phone company?" I asked her with teasing eyes.

"Yes," she answered, while smiling, "I am here to fix things, but mainly for me..." giving me that wanton look.

I guess she had indeed had no sex for ages.

"Come here, woman," I told her. "Take off your top."

Oh, she thought, I like this. No need for long stories. No stupid clueless teenagers. No clumpy married man is being afraid of getting caught. We will be fucking in 2 minutes, tops. Perhaps we can spend the night here. I hope so.

She took her top off in seconds, and since she was not wearing a bra, her proud D+ tits were challenging me, demanding serious action from my side. The two arrogant nipples were rock-hard from excitement, almost pointing upwards, freed at last, and looking very suckable.

"Now get rid of your shoes, jeans, and slip," I said.

While she was undressing, I pulled into the center of the motel room a large armchair. The chair had wide armrests and was made of some kind of fabric in orange colors.

As I turned around, she was standing completely naked in front of me, impatiently awaiting orders.

She loved the way she had to follow orders with me and not have to think or make decisions for the two of us. She felt a bit like a Roman ****, simply being told when to suck her master's cock. A shiver ran through her body all the way to her pussy, her thoughts sending sparks of electricity deep inside that lubricated slit. Looking at my now rigid bulge, she knew my cock would **** her; after being solo for so long, her fingers never reached the same effect as when she was being filled with a warm, throbbing rod. She didn't even remember the last time she was so aroused.

"Get in that chair on one knee, leaving one leg outside. with your ass pointing outwards, so your cunt is wide open for me," I told her. "I am going to fuck you doggystyle."

Another shiver of pleasure ran through her slit. This was sexually so smutty. He is going to do whatever he wants to do with me, and I cannot even steer his actions. She did as she was told, placing herself half in the armchair with her arms grabbing the armrest, having her asshole and cunt openings on full display.

I quickly took off my clothes. Drawing the cock's head closer to her waiting slit. I ran my middle finger roughly through it, checking her wetness, ending at her clit, which made her cry involuntarily. She was wet, alright. No need for foreplay. I pulled my foreskin back and placed the bareback cock head on purpose only halfway between her swollen pussy lips and teasing her, saying:

"I don't think it will fit. Would you like to stop?"

"Noooo." She wailed, quickly pushing her cunt backwards against me, impaling herself on my cock, letting the large mushroom head slip past the tight restriction of her opening.

"Oooooh." Was all she could moan, being filled by its size, sending tons of pleasure bolts towards her waiting womb, her cunt walls trying to pull my cock deeper, but I refused this, not going deeper, knowing that this pussy had to earn it after being empty for so long. I wanted to make her beg for more of my meat.

She noticed right away that I was experienced with pussy, being in control of what I was doing, and not cumming within the first minute like a stupid teenager, which on one side was making her beg for more cock, but on the other side she was very happy, knowing that a good fuck was awaiting around the corner. She didn't even bother about a condom. This was way too nice. Meat on meat. The last thing she wanted was to scare me away with stupid rubber questions.

"Pleeeease give me all your cock." She wailed desperately, longing to become a woman again, wiggling her round ass as much as possible, trying to seduce me, making a last-ditch attempt.

"You want more cock?" I asked, teasing her, wanting to hear her beg.

"Yes, yes, give me more!" She cried.

"Bareback inside you?" I asked, delaying her pleasure, knowing I was already inside her with my cockhead.

"I DON'T CARE. JUST FUCK ME!" She screamed.

Both my hands grabbed her waist, and that was to her the prelude that I was finally going to fill her screaming cunt. I did as she expected and gave a first hard thrust, sinking my cock halfway inside her. Oh, she was wet. She must have saved a lot of juices for me. No troubles in the soppy department. I pulled back and rammed my cock deeper inside her. One more shove and I would hit rock bottom. Yes, her 20-year-old cunt walls were extremely tight, but being so extremely wet from anticipation, it almost felt as if I were fucking a MILF twat. I pulled back and rammed her cunt deep.

"Aaaarggghh," she screamed, feeling that absolute fullness stretching her cunt, which she had been yearning for for oh so long, enjoying the mix of pleasure and pain as I hit her womb.

I kept my cock still, bottom deep, giving her a chance to get used to my cock's size. I am blessed with a 17 cm (6.7 inches) long cock, which is perhaps not spectacular as in some exaggerating fictional stories, but the average vagina is, when not aroused, only 5 to 13 cm (2 to 5 inches) deep and can expand on average up to perhaps 17 cm (3 to 7 inches), so yes, most of the time I do hit the womb at the end of the tunnel, unless the lady has had one or two babies.

Much more important is my big girth, which causes a delicious friction, a sensation of "fullness" the girls always tell me, but as a young man I always thought length was more important, so I never measured its girth.

Well, Olivia's pussy was really busy measuring both my rod's length and girth. OMG, she thought, this guy is the perfect animal in cock size. Not too long, but boy does he have a freight train. And he doesn't even fuck me yet, but soon I will come on his cock, not even moving.

I felt her cunt walls twitch, knowing I would make her cum with one or two shoves. I just wanted to last a little bit longer, having no pressure of proving myself to anyone. No, I let it still be deep inside her, but what I did was jerk my cock a little.

One time.

"Oooh," she moaned right away.

Two times.

"Oooh, so nice..."

Another quick two times.

"Oh. Oh." Olivia felt deep inside her the build-up of her orgasm, knowing that she was going to come hard on my cock, and we weren't even fucking. From that moment on she started worshipping it. There were no other words for it. Her female instincts took over; an alpha cock like this was allowed to make her pregnant. Even better, MUST make her pregnant. She didn't want anything else anymore but the highest level of sex:

Breeding.

No other thought was possible anymore, lost in the pleasure she was experiencing within the first minutes of having sex with me. I want his baby. I want his seed deep inside my cervix.

Right then I pulled my cock back and thrusted it back, hard, deep inside her tight, clinging pussy. She had to hold herself to the chair in order not to fall over.

"Aaargghhh," she groaned as I pushed, loving every single movement inside her. She had been right all along; this was too good to be true. Her thirsty cunt started working on my cock, trying to pull it deeper, the walls contracting on it, eager to drain my balls.

I pulled back again and started fucking her in a slow and steady rhythm, enjoying her tightness. I wouldn't last long either; even if she hadn't had sex for a while, her instincts knew very well how to handle a cock.

I grabbed her by the waist and started fucking her harder, this time being selfish and wanting to cum with her as soon as possible. The view I had was exquisite. That round ass, her cunt lips glued tight to my rod, creating a vacuum for my piston, the lips having a good grip on my rod each time as I was pulling back, making sure not to lose it.

Olivia got lost in pleasure. We didn't talk during the coupling, and now she could only moan due to the bashing her pussy was getting. The only thoughts she had were "more," "deeper," and "harder."

"Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh." She moaned with each shove, pushing back every time against my cock, trying to get it as deep as possible. Her pussy was sending all kinds of signals to her brain and back, telling her she would soon release herself, lips swelling up to never-before-seen dimensions, making her cunt look like an obscene fuck hole. She started having troubles with breathing, having shallow breaths, her young body not being able to cope with the fucking she was getting, and her heart rate and blood pressure going up, having a futile fight against this invasion of lust, getting close to that so long-desired orgasm.

She couldn't handle much more and simply started groaning, lost in the ecstasy of the pounding she was getting. This was already going on for at least half an hour. Her brain was already long gone; the only thing that worked flawlessly was her body, matching in perfect sync with my thrusts, her womb eagerly waiting for my seed.

"Haah... Aaaah. Uugh… Aaah... Aarrgggh. "Arrgggh!" Olivia screamed, no caring about any neighbors or the reception desk, which was merely two rooms away.

I felt my balls get hard, knowing that this was it, my bare cock thrusting even faster; this was the time for me to unload my cum in this young cunt, hoping she was not using any protection.

"I am going to fill you up, baby." I announced to her my jizz load, "Two more shoves, babe. Ready to get my baby cum?"

"OOH YES! GIVE IT TO ME!" Olivia screamed. "KNOCK ME UP, HONEY!"

This was all I needed to go over the edge, as my balls started contracting, pumping load after load of hot cum deep inside her cervix. I held my cock completely still, as deep as possible.

"Aaaahhhh... Yeeeees. OH!" Olivia screamed, feeling the hot cum filling her, making her cunt walls spasm on my pumping cock, and getting now her own powerful orgasm with tons of delicious pulsations and a tingling deep inside her as waves of pleasure were spreading across her, warming her entire body.

Long after my last cum shot, I still felt her cunt contractions; Olivia was still riding the bliss of her orgasm. I held her steady so she would not fall off the chair, since she had lost all awareness of her surroundings.

As things finally slowed down, my flaccid cock slid out of her well-used slit, and some cum leaked out on the floor. I lifted her up in my arms and carried her to the bed while she was still moaning softly in the afterglow of her orgasm. I covered her up with the sheets and crawled in bed next to her, taking her in my arms. Her smell of youth and recent sex was delicious, as she embraced me tight.

To be continued.