Ann's Story - Ch. 01

COMMENT FOR THE READERS

At first, I was going to call this an 'explanation for the readers, then it was pointed out to me that I do not owe anyone an explanation for anything. Especially on here. I do still feel bad about just dropping the other story without a word or any type of acknowledgement. There are some of you that have been so kind with comments and sent emails asking about and encouraging me to continue to write the story and I thank you from the bottom of my heart.

I make no promises as far as the other story goes but I have decided to start a new one. More on that in a moment. First, I would like to share with you the reasons behind my disappearance and hopefully you will understand why continuing to write the other story may not happen for a while. I'm still at odds with it all and wrestling with the idea in my head. Christ, more therapy, but yay, more hot fucking therapist. Even in a crisis my addiction rules me most of the time. Most of the time, but not when it comes to the other story. Or at least not right now. Let me explain as best I can but know this. I will be giving you the 'not shortest version', but the 'shorter version' of the long, long, story that has been my (our) life as of late.

September 2024 was my last posting of chapter 14 of 'Our Family Adventure'. I admit that I was going through a thought process of rather to continue or ending the story based on some things said and the fear of legal proceedings against me and my family. Well, that all came to pass, and I was ready to get back to work on chapter 15. But mother nature had another idea. If you remember, September 2024 was also when Hurricane Helene hit Florida and caused all the flooding in North Carolina. -- Let me say here, that no, we are not in Florida or North Carolina, and I am in no way trying to compare what happened in our family to what the people in Florida or North Carolina went through. Or anywhere else for that matter. People tend to forget though that other places were affected as well and although there might not have been as many deaths reported that the deaths that did occur still affected the families that delt with them. With that said, I will still not give our exact location but as I said before we do live in coal country. We are in the Appalachian Mountains and where we are located there is a creek that runs behind our house that winds down the hillside right beside our business. I don't want to have to explain it all again here but for those of you that have read my other story you should by now have a decent vision in your head of how our land is laid out. I have given ya all enough clues to that.

We were affected by the rain and flooding and our business was fairly well wiped out. Not the business itself of course but we lost many pieces of equipment and two good size buildings. We have been facing the clean-up and the insurance company and all the normal things that everyone goes through. With all that going on, there was just no time really to write. Then my life changed. My husband, who you know as John and my father were dismantling a building that was severely damaged but was still standing. They were on the roof at the time taking off metal sheets when it happened. We don't know why exactly, but something caused the roof to cave in completely and my father fell to his death. Not just fall and die but he fell and landed on some other debris and was impaled through the chest damn near cutting him in half. I don't write this for effect. I am writing this because I want you to understand why and how I was affected by this. I'm not going to get back into the whole of what is true or not true when it comes to my family history and sexual lifestyle. Regardless to say, my father and I were very close no matter what went on between us. His passing has been very hard on me, and I have almost given up at times over the past few months.

BTW, John was fine and did not fall. He did come get me and told me to stay put but I was not one to listen and went down there anyway. Trust me when I tell you this ladies. When your husband tells you, you don't want to see something. Don't look. I will never get that out of my mind.

Now, I know some of you are thinking, yeah, well, everyone dies at some point, and we have all lost family or whatever it is that the non-compassionate types like to say. And for the most part I agree with you. There are times that I wonder if I'm not a sociopath or even a psychopath as I find it difficult at times to find empathy for those not in my circle, I consider family. But here's the deal as it comes to the story.

If you've read it from the beginning and were paying attention, then you know that chapter 15 was going to introduce my mother and father and Aunt Reeny. In chapter 14 it was the same day that they were driving in from the airport after staying the night in a hotel. My notes for the chapter are filled with all the things that is, was, my father. That first day they got home was filled with joy and laughter and yes, loving each other as we know how to do. I find it hard now to write about it all without breaking down. Ashley suggested I just leave that part out but then I feel the story would be incomplete and my father and mother were such an important part of our lives and what transpired back then. --- Again, remember the story at this moment happened two, almost three years ago now. I just don't feel I can just leave it out but until I can find a way to get past how I feel when I think of my father, I cannot write about him in that matter. No matter how it made me feel back then.

My mother is still a mess and I'm not sure if she will ever be the same. Thankfully she did not see what I saw and thankfully she did not see him after. He was cremated and never viewed. My mom does not engage in activities with us any longer. Take that to mean what you want but basically, we have lost her as well as all she does is stay in her room or sits in front of the tv. We are working on her, but her mind has shut down with my father no longer around.

Reeny is a very strong woman, but her and my father shared a connection that my mother was always aware of and okay with, but this tore her up as well. Reeny couldn't handle living with us any longer and moved back to Oregon. So, she is still alive, but we all feel like we have lost her as well.

As far as Adam and Ashley go, they are doing well and have adjusted to not having their grandfather around. Ashley took it hard as they had really bonded and shared a lot together over the years. Let's just say, she lost more than just her grandfather.

One death but three lost to the family. We are hoping to get mom and Reeny back but it's going to take time. Same with me continuing that story. It will take time. How much? I do not know. But for now, hopefully you will find this one just as good. Let me tell you how this came about.

Before dad's accident John and I had a run in with a couple that we used to swing with back in the day. We got together for drinks a few days later and the subject of incest came up. I swear neither I nor John mentioned a word as we are very guarded when it comes to such a taboo topic. (wink) This woman, we will call her Ann got quite tipsy and started telling us this story of how her and her uncle had been in an incestuous relationship for years and how she had moved in with him and his wife and became their sex slave. Now, I still don't know for certain if anything she said was true or if she was just talking sexually to try and spice up the night. Which was not necessary as we had already agreed that we wanted to sleep with them again. And of course, one thing led to another and we four ended up in bed together fucking. Here is the interesting part. After we were done with the activities and the alcohol had worn off, Ann was still talking about this relationship she had with her uncle. It was such a fascinating tale that I couldn't get it out of my mind.

We of course told Adam and Ashley and the others about it, which led to this and that and the tale kept getting brought up from time to time, always with the same outcome.

After my father's accident and time had gone by, I found myself in the situation I described above with not being able to move forward with the other story. Everyone tried to help but nothing worked. Ashley was the one that suggested I write something different for a while and that I should write Ann's story. She said she knew I loved to write and that it always calmed me and kept me focused while doing so that I should try and write something at least.

I contacted Ann and asked her permission to write her story. Of course, not using her real name or anything that could come back to her. I told her it was just a hobby and that I was fascinated with the story. She agreed and here we are.

I have decided that I am going to write the story as if Ann is telling it to you, the readers. I will be taking certain liberties to make it more exciting and flow in a better way. I do not know how many chapters or how long each chapter will be but at least it is something for now.

I welcome your comments and feedback on this story as I did the other. I hope it fills that need and scratches that inch that some of you say you have for the other story. Who knows, maybe it will help me get past and deal with my own demons to get back to the original story. Or maybe it lets me know that you like something different as well and I'll find other stories to write about. Either way or not at all I hope you enjoy this story as much as my family likes it. Let's get started.

Ann's Story

It had been a sad day. The weather didn't help either. Windy, drizzly, chilly, there was still some white on the ground from the last snow fall. We were all standing in mud covering our shoes for my grandfather's funeral. Sad day indeed. It didn't help matters that now I had to deal with my very narcissistic, controlling grandmother, who I despised at times and was probably the main reason grandpa was dead in the first place. Old guy probably willed himself to death just to get away from her. I wouldn't blame him.

As we were leaving the site, we were all supposed to meet back at, now just, grandma's house, but I wasn't feeling up to it. I told everyone I would be there, but I got in my car and just started driving. I wasn't up to facing anyone and their pretentious asses. What I really wanted was just to hide away from the world for a while. Do some drinking, and I don't drink, and maybe just get my fuck on with some stranger that would use me anyway he wanted to. I don't use drugs or drink as I said, my only real vice was that I love sex. I like to get lost in it. What I'm talking about doesn't work with someone you know or are in a relationship with. It may start out that way but then it just turns to shit, and you're left with the same old routine day in and day out. What I'm talking about is having sex with someone that you'll never have to see again. No judgements, no strange looks, just let it all hang out. You can be a complete slut, or whore if you want. Do whatever the two of you can think of. Complete debauchery for a whole weekend. Shacked up in some flea bag motel, eating Chinese delivery and pizza only when you can breathe again from having your brains fucked out. Yeah, that's what I needed. Like a drug I needed it, and I knew I wasn't going to get it. Not in this town, that's for sure.

I stopped for gas on the outskirts of town. I still had no idea where I was going though, all I knew was I was going. I didn't want anyone to try and find me and I didn't want anyone to worry so I called my best friend and explained what was going on and asked her to tell whoever that I would be back soon and please not to worry. I just needed some time and space.

I drove about another hour south and came to a little town that although I had been to before I didn't think I knew anyone that lived there. I saw some neon ahead, 'Coors Light', it read so I assumed it was a bar and pulled into the lot when I reached the drive. There were only a few vehicles in the lot, and I noticed one of them had out of state tags on it. A black GMC Sierra from Kansas. 'They are a long way from home' I thought to myself. As I entered, I stopped for a second to let my eyes adjust to the darkness of the bar. As they did, I looked around and noticed there were even fewer people than there were vehicles outside. A couple in a booth way in the back and a few single guys sitting up at the bar. Of course, everyone turned to look at me when I came in. I stood there for a moment, eyes still adjusting and just taking it in, trying to decide where I wanted to sit. There was only one place at the bar where there were a few stools open. They were between a burley looking guy that looked like he had been there from the night before and a guy at the end of the bar that looked clean cut and out of place. I assumed this would be the guy that owned the out of state truck outside. 'At least I can control the conversation if this asshole talks to me', I thought to myself.

I made my way over to the bar, chose a stool one over from the out of state looking guy and climbed up. The bartender made it over to me.

"Whata be Miss." He asked.

"Umm, I have no idea. I don't drink." I somehow muttered out, sounding foolish for even being there.

The bartender looked at me incredulously. "We have water, milk, soda if you'd like."

I looked around like the answer was going to be floating in the air or something. My eyes settled on the drink in front of outta state guy. "I'll have whatever he's having." I finally said.

Now the bartender was really looking at me, almost with concern on his face. He laughed, turned, and said, "Okay, one glass Crown Royal, neat, coming up."

I watched him pour the alcohol into a glass and he turned back around and placed a little square napkin down first and then the glass upon it. Before I could ask how much, or he told me, the outta state guy spoke up.

"Put that on my tab for the lady would ya."

"You don't have to do that." I told him. "But thank you."

"You look like you could use it. But I gotta say, it's not really the best choice for your very first drink if you don't drink."

I know I didn't owe anything to this guy, and I know he didn't mean that as a challenge but that's exactly how my brain took it to be. I looked at the glass, there wasn't that much liquid in the glass, how bad could it be, I wondered. Before I could wonder any more my hand shot out, grasped the glass, brought it to my lips and shot down the entire amount in one gulp.

At first, I thought, that isn't so bad, but then it hit. The after burn, the sting in my mouth and in my stomach. I slammed the glass down, almost a little too hard as I held onto it as if it was going to help me somehow. My face involuntarily grimaced, my eyes squeezing shut as my lips pursed and I tried to keep it all down.

Outta state guy, now standing, holding me by my shoulders. "You okay there?" he asks me, but I'm unable to reply. "Just let it wash over you, relax and let it happen." He says to me. Like I have a choice at this point. And it does, a few moments go by, and I can feel my insides warming nicely. I can feel my blood rushing all over my body. Blood to my breasts where my nipples cinch tightly and harden. Blood rushing to my sex where I can feel my clit swell and I can feel the moisture escaping me. Oh my.

"DAMN THAT WAS GOOD!" I finally yelled out. "Barkeep, another please."

The bartender looked at me surprisingly, shrugged his shoulders and poured another glass and placed it in front of me.

"The idea is to sip it, enjoy the taste and the warmth." Outta state guy said as he returned to his stool.

"The warmth I get, but the taste is something else." I returned. "By the way, what's your name, I keep calling you Out of State Guy, in my head."

"Out of State Guy?" Out of State Guy asked inquisitively.

"Isn't that your black GMC truck out there with Kansas plates?"

"Yeah, how did you know that."

"Pure guess. Out of state tags and you look out of place here, so I took a stab in the dark."

"Worked out pretty good for you. Name's Ray. And you are?" he asked me.

"I'm Ann, nice to meet you, Ray. So, what brings you this far west all the way from flatland Kansas?"

Ray looked like he didn't really want to answer but was trying to be polite. He thought for a moment and then replied, "I have something I have to do that I don't want to do so I'm putting it off till tomorrow while I sit here drinking some liquid encouragement."

I could still tell he didn't want to talk about it, so I didn't push him for details. Besides none of my business. I raised my glass and tipped it towards him. He understood and did the same with his. "Well, there seems to be a lot of that going around today. Having to do things you don't want to do. That's why I'm here as well, not doing what I'm supposed to be doing." I clinked my glass on his and we drank down the fill.

It didn't hit me as strong as the first time and I asked the barkeep for another and motioned for him to provide Ray with one as well, handed him my card and told him to start a tab. It was only about one in the afternoon, and I could tell it was going to be a long night.

Ray and I sat there talking about Kansas and what he does for a living. Just the normal things people talk about when they are getting to know one another. He was funny and made me laugh with ease and I found myself wondering about him. He was older than me for sure, but he still seemed older than he looked. Not in a bad way but in a worldly way. His stories conveyed experience and the years it would take to get said experience meant that he was older than I thought but I was still drawn to him. His look, his demeanor, sense of humor, the whole package. And I did find myself wondering about his package as well.

We kept buying each other drinks and before long I was more than tipsy. I was downright drunk. I knew what I was doing but there wasn't going to be anything stopping me from doing it, not even myself.

The bar's jukebox was playing some old country, and although not my favorite genre, a song came on that I knew and liked. I stood off my barstool and reached for Ray's hand, "Dance with me." I offered.

"I'm a better drinker than a dancer he said but I would love too." He took my hand and led me to the middle of the dance floor. We had the whole floor to ourselves, and we danced a slow dance and then another. My head was on his shoulder, and I think I might have even dozed off for a second.

"You want to get outta here?" Ray asked me. His breath feeling warm on my ear.

"Only if you will take me somewhere and do unspeakable things to my body." I muttered and suddenly realized what I had just said. I pulled away from him, but he held on to me. I stopped dancing and looked into his eyes. The attraction was there, I could see it. Not just me to him but him to me. We both wanted one another but I was still feeling stupid for what I had just said. I didn't want him to think I do this kind of thing all the time. Or even ever. "I'm so sorry for that, the alcohol has really caught up to me. I didn't mean that the way it came out." I said, but knew I was lying to myself.

Ray grinned from ear to ear and pulled me back into him. His arms wrapped around me, and I could feel one of his hands slide down to my ass where he squeezed ever so gently. "That's too bad." He said as he put his lips to my ear. "I was thinking the same thing just before you said that and was hoping you'd want to take me somewhere and do unspeakable things to my body."

I pulled away as much as I could and looked into his eyes. No words were spoken, our eyes said it all. I dropped one hand to my side as I grasped his hand with the other and pulled him back to the bar. He paid for both our tabs and out the door we went.

I don't even know why but I didn't even think about going to my car. I followed him to his truck, where he opened the door for me, and I climbed in. He came around and got in and started the truck up but before he put it in gear, then leaned over towards me. I knew instinctively what he wanted, and I met him halfway as our lips came together. His tongue was hungry but not in an overly eager way. His kiss was passionate and heated but not a high school kiss. We sat there for a while just making out. Our hands roaming and our tongues dancing together. We finally broke the kiss, and he sat up straight behind the wheel.

"Where too?" he asked me.

I thought for a second and broke out laughing. "I have no idea; I'm not from here." I told him.

"What! What do you mean you're not from around here?" he asked as he too broke out laughing.

"Well, you know that thing I said I had to do that I didn't want to do. Well, I left town, so I didn't have to do it and ended up here, saw the neon and thought it was as good as any place to stop for a while."

We were both laughing so hard that some of the effects from the alcohol were wearing off.

"I do know that regardless of where we go, we should stop and get some more of whatever that was we were drinking first."

"I agree." Ray said and put the truck in gear and off we went.

I was excited and nervous all at the same time. I mean this guy could be a serial killer for all I knew. Or was going to rape me and dump me on the side of the road. What was I thinking? I wasn't, and I liked it that way. In for a penny, in for a pound, I thought to myself. Besides something also seemed like everything was going to be alright. Something felt familiar about him even though I had never seen him before in my life, but I felt like I knew him somehow.

Ray pulled into a convenience store. Leaned over and kissed me before getting out. "You want or need anything else?" he asked.

"Nothing." I quickly said but changed my mind, "Uh, water, we could use some water."

"I'll be right back."

Ray was gone for only five minutes tops, but it gave me plenty of time to think about this whole situation. Was I doing the right thing I wondered. I could get out right now and be back in my car in no time and he'd never know what car mine was. He'd never find me. But again, something was there inside me that just kept saying that I wanted him, inside me. I stayed where I was.

Ray came back out carrying a couple of bags and I wondered what he had gotten. As he climbed up into the truck and slid the bags over to me, I could see the liquor and the water, there were also chips and a couple of hot dogs from the grill. I had to laugh, and he turned towards me and followed my eyes to the hotdogs.

"I didn't know what you like on your hot dog or if you even eat hot dogs but there are squeeze packs of ketchup, mustard and relish in there. Hope you're not a vegan. If you are I'll take you back to your car"

We both broke out laughing at that one. "Oh, I see it's okay to fuck me if I'm not a vegan but if I am, then it's back to the car with me, uh?"

"Well, yeah, if you're not going to eat meat then how will you ever satisfy me?" he said rhetorically and laughing as I laughed even harder.

Ray had never turned off the truck when we got to the store, and it was getting quite warm in there from the heat running and the conversation. I removed my jacket and rolled down my window some. The cold air blasted me in the face and rushed over my body, almost taking my breath away.

The only black blouse I own is a thin sheer top. Not exactly appropriate for a funeral but I knew I would never take my jacket off with the weather such as it was, so I didn't care. Anyone would only see the neckline anyway, plus I had on a black bra with it. Albeit a thin lacy one. I noticed Ray's eyes looked my way and followed them to where they were latched. The cold air had hardened my nipples, and he couldn't take his eyes off them. The sheerness of the blouse and the bra made them almost completely visible through the fabrics.

I could feel myself getting wet from his stare. It had been a long time since anyone had stared at me with that hungry look in their eyes. That 'want you' look. It felt good to feel wanted.

"If you put your eyes back in your head you might be able to drive and get us somewhere so that you may get to see them even better and do other things with them too." I coyly said.

Ray collected himself and turned towards the dash, grabbed the shifter and put it in 'Drive' by mistake. He stomped the gas, the truck shot forward almost going through the front window of the store but coming to rest on the sidewalk in front. Thank God no one was walking there. Ray had slammed the brakes and shoved the shifter into 'Reverse' and stomped the accelerator again trying to back up quickly. The tires spun wildly in reverse shooting up rocks towards the big glass front window of the store. I was laughing my ass off and I'm sure that didn't help matters but it was just all too funny. He turned the wheel to position the truck in the direction he wanted to go, yanked the shifter back down into 'Drive', and stayed on the gas, rocks flying everywhere. I could see in the side mirror people rushing from the store yelling and shaking their fists. Ray glanced back as well.

"Hope they didn't get my plate number." He said, laughing. "Hate to think what jail is like in these parts."

"These parts? What's wrong with these parts? I'm from these parts." I teased him.

"Nothing if you don't mind banjo music and having your family tree not fork." He teased back.

"Well, I don't play the banjo nor ever had sex with anyone in my family so I'm safe."

I think Ray thought he had hurt my feelings because he immediately apologized. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that the way it came out. It's just this, nowhere town and the mountains, I guess. I really don't have anything against having sex with your own family." He smirked and I couldn't tell if he was serious or joking with me.

"You would have sex with someone from your own family." I asked him. Testing the waters.

"Oh, sure." He said without hesitation. "If you were my sister I would nail you in a heartbeat." Still smirking and playing the game.

Not sure why but my panties were soaked and for some odd reason the thought of being his sister turned me on. Two can play this game I thought.

"Well, big brother, you better get me someplace quick so you can show me how you would nail your sister if given the chance to."

Whether by fate or kismet, we rounded a bend and there was an old country Inn on the side of the road. Ray almost had to lock up the brakes too slow enough to turn in, but he managed and pulled in front of the office doors. Without saying a word, he shifted into 'Park', got out and went inside. He was there for about five minutes and came back out. Climbed back into the truck, still not saying a word, reversed the truck, shifted into 'Drive', and drove to the back side of the Inn. He parked, shut off the truck and ran around to my side, opening my door when he reached there. Ray took my hand and helped me down with one of his hands then reached in and grabbed the bag of stuff he had gotten at the store. He led me up some outside stairs and all the way down the wooden boardwalk to the very last door which was located well away from all the rest of the rooms I noticed.

"How did you manage this one?" I asked him as I motioned around indicating the room location from the others.

"Oh, that was easy. I just told the clerk that my sister was a screamer." Ray broke out laughing yet again.

"Asshole!" I teased him as I shoved him towards the door he was unlocking.

"Stay right here." He told me as he entered the room and looked around first and laid the bag in a chair. He adjusted the heat and turned on a light in the bathroom but shut the door partially. He came back out to me and took my hand again and led me inside, stepped back around me and closed the door. As I continued to walk on, he stopped and still holding my hand he was able to pull me back to him.

Our mouths met first as our tongues both wanted the other's. I could feel his hands all over me at once. This wasn't like a teenage boy that was in a hurry to get the deed done but I could tell this man was hungry for me. I was hungry for him as well and I let him have his way. This wasn't as simple as I imagined earlier in the day about just finding some guy for a wham bam thank you mam fuck. This felt like so much more. There was attraction, both physical and mental, some emotional. I didn't have the answers right now and I didn't even think they were important at this moment. I wanted him and he wanted me, that's all that mattered.

Ray backed me up to the bed and started unbuttoning my blouse. He was having some trouble with some of the buttons, and I was going to lend him a hand but before I could he just ripped it from my body. I thought he may do the same with my bra and this was one of my nice bras, so I quickly unhooked it and let it fall to the floor. His hands were now working on my slacks. He couldn't find a button up front because they zipped in the back. He was frustrated and I broke the kiss laughing. I turned around facing the bed and leaned over it, putting my ass out towards him. He could see the zipper now and he pulled it down slowly. I stood and let them fall to the floor as well. I reached down and pushed my own panties down as I didn't want him to feel just how wet he had made me. As I stood back up, he stepped forward and pressed himself against my naked body from behind. I could feel his hardness through his jeans pressing against my ass. His arms wrapped around me, cupping my breasts as he caressed and kneaded them gently. His fingers found my already hardened nipples and he rolled them between two fingers on each hand tweaking them as he started to kiss the side of my neck. I was melting and was about to fall over. My knees became weak, and I reached forward for the bed. I let the momentum carry me all the way and I fell onto the bed and crawled all the way up and away from him.

"Your turn." I said as I eyed his body and motioned with my chin towards him. "Strip."

He took off his shirt first. He wasn't all muscle and ripped as they tell you in almost every sex story. He was soft but not obese. He was older but I could tell he was trying to stay in shape. He sat in the chair squashing the bag he had sat there earlier. He jumped back up and grabbed the bag and sat it on the floor, sat back down and took off his boots and socks, then stood back up and undid his jeans. I watched as he slid them down his muscular legs. I was lying there watching him and couldn't help but touch myself. My legs opened to reveal myself to him and my right hand found my clit. My left hand worked one of my nipples. I let my hand travel further down and slid a couple of fingers through my already soaking slit. I pushed two fingers inside myself and pulled back out, opening myself to his view. Ray was removing his underwear and had stood back up. He took a few steps forward and was right at the rear of the bed, his knees against the upper edge of the mattress. I watched as he stroked his cock and even in the low light of the room, I could see precum oozing on the tip of his cockhead.

"Spread yourself open for me Ann. I love to watch a woman masturbate." He instructed me.

Normally I hate when a man tells me what to do but somehow this felt right. This felt sexy and I wanted to please him. I reached down with both hands and took a lip of my labia in each hand and pulled myself as open as I had ever been for a man to witness. My hips rotated up towards him and then lowered and then did it again.

Ray was stroking himself, his precum dripping from him. I couldn't help myself, I quickly swung myself around, placing my mouth at the tip of his cock. My tongue licked at it though his eye and I took all his precum onto my tongue and into my mouth savoring the flavor. Reaching up with one hand I gripped the base of his cock, squeezing just enough and then engulfed his cock with my mouth. Ray's hand cupped the back of my head, and I could feel him take short slow strokes with his hips. I let my mouth water soaking him down. I needed my throat to get wet and slick. I didn't want to suck his cock so much as I wanted him to face fuck me. I wasn't sure he was going to get my hint, so I backed off him, looking up to him, I let him know my intentions.

"I think we both know what we both need and as much as making love with you right now sounds so wonderful, I want you to fuck me. I want you to use my holes for your pleasure. Show me how you would nail your own sister if you had one. Don't worry about me, I will get mine. I just need to feel wanted right now by you." I hoped he understood what I was saying. It was the first time I had ever been so forthright with someone when it came to sex.

His eyes spoke volumes. There was no need for him to say anything, but he felt he must, so I allowed him to say what he felt.

"I do want to make love to you Ann. I've wanted to almost from the moment I saw you. There is some weird connection between us I feel. I don't know if you feel it as well, but I feel like I've known you for a long time. Like we were meant to be together. But yes, I have a want as well and that want is to fuck you like crazy. Not just to be fucking but because I want to fuck you. You Ann.

My heart was warm, and my cunt was wetter than it had ever been on its own. I moved back over his cock and took him back into my mouth. I didn't waste time with any formalities. I shoved my face down on him. I reached out and found his hand with mine and placed it back on the back of my head. I hopped up onto all fours and thrusted my face out forward opening my throat for him.

Ray placed his other hand on the back of my head as well, totally understanding now what I was looking for. His hips started moving faster and steadily as he found a rhythm he liked. My mouth was watering like crazy and saliva escaped from around my lips. I looked up at him. He was looking down at me with lust in his eyes. He was enjoying this and thus I was enjoying it as well. His grip became tighter, and his pace quickened. His cock now fucking my face and throat as hopefully he would be my cunt later. I relaxed my throat even more for him and now his balls were slapping my chin with each thrust. Repeatedly he trusted into my mouth and down my throat. Without even touching myself my pussy was leaking my juice in volumes. I could feel it running down both thighs and pooling onto the bed. My orgasm ripped through me unannounced and my body spasmed uncontrollably. Ray knew I was cumming and he jack hammered down my throat even harder than before holding my head tighter to him so I couldn't move away. Spit was being pumped from my mouth with his inward stroke as tears ran down my face freely. Ray must have liked what he saw because his body stiffened, and he thrusted his hips forward one last time and held himself there while I felt spurt after spurt of his cum shooting down my throat. His cock pulsated with each spurt, and I could tell when his balls were empty.

I moved back away from him letting his cock fall from my mouth. I knew he would need to sit or lay down. Ray fell on the bed forward laughing.

"Why are you laughing?" I asked him curiously.

"That was wonderful. You are wonderful. Thank you."

"Don't thank me yet. I'm not done with you." I teased but was also dead serious.

"Oh, I plan on reciprocating, that's for damn sure." He announced. "In fact, come here." He reached out and grabbed my ankles and pulled me to him, spreading them as he pulled. When I came to rest his face was right at my sex. He wasted no time, and his tongue was everywhere at once. One second, he was sucking on my clit then he was tongue fucking my hole. Sometimes at the same time. His left hand wrapped around my thigh, as he pushed my leg back with his shoulder. His hand came to rest on the top of my mound and his thumb worked my clit wonderfully. His tongue found all my spots and went back for more. He was driving me crazy. Most men just lick a girl's clit and that's it, but Ray was eating my pussy the way a pussy is meant to be ate. His mouth would suck on one lip and then the other, he left nothing untouched. I felt two of his fingers enter me and he curled them up and found my g-spot as he worked them inside me. His thumb was still working my clit, his fingers on my spot as his tongue licked everywhere. It only took a minute, and I was the one squirting down his throat. I gushed what felt like a gallon of liquid. Ray lapping and drinking every drop he could down. My body tightened and my legs closed hard against his head and fingers. I couldn't take it anymore.

"STOP, STOP, STOP, PLEASE STOP." I begged him.

Ray stopped and pulled away. "You, okay?" he asked me caringly.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm wonderful. I should be the one thanking you. Oh my God that was great. I have never been eaten like that before. Thank you."

"Your quite welcome madam." He said with a wink and a smile and a motion as if he was tipping a hat to me.

I moved up in the bed and sat against the headboard that was attached to the wall. Ray joined me. We sat there and talked some about our sexuality and what we liked and what we were not interested in. We touched and kissed some as well. I ended up telling him that I wanted him to outright fuck me when we got that far. I was serious about wanting to make love with him, but I needed a good fucking to take my mind off things. The drug I was seeking. I told him please do not worry about hurting me or making me cum, I just want to be used. You fuck me for you and you only. I was glad he had already cum once because it would make it harder for him to cum again and he could really pound me.

I took it that he liked what I was saying because he moved down between my legs, grabbed them up again and pulled me down into the bed. His hips between my thighs, his knees forcefully parting my legs. He leaned over me. I could feel his cockhead nuzzle my opening. I wasn't worried about lube, I was still wet from earlier. I felt him press a little into me, then withdrawal and then press again. He was being nice, and I didn't want nice. I reached out and grabbed his arms behind his elbows and pulled hard, bringing him off balance and down on top of me. I quickly grabbed the back of his head and pulled it down beside mine, so my mouth was at his ear.

"Don't be nice. Take what you want. Take what you need. Fuck me like you'd fuck your sister." I told him.

That seemed to work well, Mental note, Ray likes the idea of fucking his sister. I laughed inside.

Ray's hips arched back and with one hard thrust he buried his cock inside me all the way to his balls. He held it there for just a second. I didn't even have time to catch my breath from the initial stretch. He pulled back almost all the way out and slammed himself forward again. This time holding for an even shorter time. I spread my legs wider and rotated my hips to meet him and to give him a more solid base to pound. My hand still holding his head down, he settled his full body weight onto me. His face in the crook of my neck, buried in the pillow. His hips were now moving in a rhythm back and forth, with a little grind on the inward stroke. His pelvis mashing into my clit. It felt so good. He was savoring the feeling, and I was enjoying it as well, so I let him go for a bit. His cock felt so good inside me. He was picking up the pace a bit with each stroke, and each was a little harder than the last. I felt my orgasm building, but I didn't want to cum before him, this was for him. I needed to move him along.

"Fuck my hole, Ray. Fuck your sister's little wet pussy. Shove it in her. Take her cunt and use her. Use me, Ray. FUCK ME!"

Ray started hammering at my hole. I could feel his cock hitting my cervix and I knew it was going to be bruised, and I would be sore after, if not downright hurting, but I didn't care. I wanted this. Hell, I needed this.

I couldn't talk any longer, I could barely breathe as he fucked me for all he was worth. His cock slammed into me with a ferocity I had never felt before. I didn't want to, but my orgasm peaked and ripped through as never before. My eyes went to the back of my head, and I couldn't see any longer. My hearing ceased as well. All I knew was that my body had just let loose a torrent of juice all over him and I could feel it splashing out each time his cock bottomed out in my cunt. That was the last thing I remember as I passed out from him fucking me and me cumming as never before.

I don't know how long I was out, but it couldn't have been that long cause Ray was still pounding the fuck out of my now destroyed and sloppy cunt hole. I didn't want to pass out again, but I didn't want this to just abruptly stop either.

"Cum for me Ray. Cum in my cunt. Cum in 'your' cunt. Oh my God, that's your cunt now. Use it whenever you want, just please use it. Cum for me Baby."

A few more hard pounds and an animalistic growl escaped from the inner parts of Ray's soul. His body tensed and he slammed forward once, twice and then a third and final time as he emptied himself into me. I could feel his cum splashing against my sore cervix and it stung a bit but in some twisted way I loved how it felt. I had never had that feeling before. No one had ever made me feel the way Ray just did. I wanted more, I just needed to rest first and maybe heal some.

I let loose of Ray, he pulled off me and rolled over onto his back. I moved down to his sex and took him in my mouth cautious of how sensitive I knew his cock would be. I licked at his softening cock and sucked it into my mouth, our juices mixed together tasted fantastic and I made sure I didn't miss a drop of us on him. When I was done, I moved back up alongside him. He stretched out his arms to accept me and wrapped them around me. His fingers touched my chin and turned my face towards him.

"Kiss me Baby. I want to taste us too."

My mouth found his and our tongues made their own love together. We shared our taste back and forth for a while just enjoying each other. I was more turned on than ever. To find a man that would taste himself afterwards is hard enough. To find one that will not fall asleep afterwards was priceless. We broke our kiss, and I nuzzled down onto his chest. He pulled me in tight to him, kissed the top of my head and we both fell asleep.

I slept for about an hour and woke up. Ray was still asleep next to me. I moved from him and covered his body with a blanket before heading to the restroom to shower. The alcohol was fading fast, and the post fucked bliss was gone. It wasn't exactly remorse setting in but a little guilt. I mean it wasn't like I had never done this before ever in my life, because I had, but for some reason this time felt different. It felt different in a good way, and it felt different in a bad way. The good way was that I felt I was honestly attracted to this man so that made it a little easier to stomach what we had just done. The downside was that I had shared a very personal side of myself with a stranger. Not just the dirty, slutty side of myself, but I also went along with his incestuous fantasy, and I have never gone there in my life before. I had to wonder why I would now. I know incest is wrong and I can't imagine having sex with anyone in my own family so why would I give that fantasy to someone I just met. I convinced myself that it was all just for fun, and no harm was done. He probably won't even remember it when he wakes up.

I got out of the shower and dried myself off, wrapped the towel around me and went back out into the room. Ray was awake and still laying on the bed. The blanket was off him, and I could see that he was stroking his very hard cock.

"Come here Sissy and suck your brother's cock again." I heard Ray say to me. So much for not remembering. I didn't know how I felt about this again, but I moved closer to the bed as I did know I wanted his cock some more. Dirty or not I was going to suck it down.

I crawled back onto the bed and between his legs. I took his cock from his hand to mine and licked up the shaft from his balls to his slit. He tasted musky and salty, sour and sweet at the same time. He tasted like us, like sex, and it was delicious.

"Fuck I like seeing my cock in your mouth Sissy."

I looked up at him making eye contact. When I came off his cock, I made sure there was a mouthful of saliva to pool out all over his cockhead. "Do you like seeing your cock in anywhere else on your Sissy?" I asked him.

"MMMMmm, everywhere." He said in return. "I'd love to see it again in that beautiful little cunt of yours and I would especially love to see it in that tight little asshole of yours, but only after I eat the fuck out of it."

I wasn't shocked or surprised at the fact that this man wanted to fuck my ass. Most men do, and I have occasionally given it up to a select few over the years but this man said he wanted to eat my ass and that was something nobody had ever done. I wasn't quite sure what I was in for if I continued with this game, but now, I was curious to find out.

"So, my big brother wants to eat his baby sister's ass before he fucks her in it, does he?"

"Oh, fuck yes please!" Ray said very excitedly.

I scooted off the end of the bed and unwrapped the towel from my body, letting it drop to the floor. Ray had taken his cock back in his hand and I watched as he stroked himself. A droplet of precum oozed from his slit, but before I could bend over to lick it up, he wiped his finger through it and brought it to his own lips, licking it clean. My pussy began to leak down my thighs as I thought that was so fucking hot. A man who is willing to taste himself like that was beyond any man I had ever been with. I knew then I was going to give this man anything he wanted. I'd be his sister if he wanted. Hell, I'd pretend to be his daughter if he asked me too. I wondered.

"So, big brother. You like to fuck your sister. Is there anyone else in your family that you'd like to fuck?" I asked him coyly.

Ray smiled and I swear I saw his cock harden even more. "Seeing as I will never see you again after this, I guess I can tell you the complete truth. I fucked my mom for years and I have a daughter that I share an incestuous relationship with. I don't know if you like to fuck girls or not, but I know she would love to eat your cunt and ass while I fuck her from behind. She's a bit of a wild one."

His words were turning me the fuck on, and I had no idea why. I had never thought of incest as a turn on before. I figured he had to just be saying these things to try and turn me on or to just get a reaction. Well, he was getting a reaction all right. My cunt was on fire, and I needed fucked again.

I crawled back on the bed and straddled Ray's cock. I slid down on it till my clit was pressed against his public bone. I wanted all of him inside me. If I could have gathered up his balls and put them inside me as well, I would have done it.

"Fuck me, Daddy. Show me how you fuck your little girl. Fuck me hard and fuck me deep."

Ray was right. We were never going to see each other again so why not go for it all. Why not experience something with someone that you'd never have to face again. I was in this completely and I was going to get fucked.

Ray started bucking up into me as I pressed down onto him. I leaned back so he could get a better view of his cock inside me. His hands came up to tweak my nipples as I rode him.

"Come on Daddy, I know you can do better than that. You're in your daughter's sweet little tight cunt and that's all you got for her?"

I teased him and edged him on. Ray lifted his hips and swung me off him as he rotated with me, and I ended up on my back. He forced my legs back and apart and I felt his cock slam back into my hole. There was no holding or waiting for me to get accustomed to him there, this was him out right fucking me. I relaxed my body and surrendered to him as any good daughter should do for their daddy.

"FUCK ME DADDY! FUCK MY WHORE HOLE! IT'S ALL YOURS NOW. USE MY CUNT. USE MY HOLES!"

I didn't know where those words came from, but I knew at that moment I meant every one of them. I was his and I wanted, no, I needed him to use me. I needed this.

Ray was slamming into me as his mouth was biting into my neck and shoulder. His tongue traveled everywhere, and I felt him nibbling on my nipples. His hands were down on my hips and ass where he was pulling me up onto him harder as he pounded down into me. I had never been fucked like this before and I knew I wanted more.

"Was your mama's cunt good Ray? Did your mama let you fuck her in her ass. Did she suck your cock and eat your cum. Swallow her own grandkids?"

Ray pulled out of me and rolled off the bed. I didn't have time to react or ask anything. He immediately grabbed up my ankles and pulled me to the edge of the bed where he reentered me and began jackhammering back into my sodden cunt. I had never been this wet before.

Ray was looking down at me with a lust I had never seen in a man's eyes. "You like this, you little slut? You like your daddy's cock inside of you? You like being Daddy's little whore.?"

"OH, FUCK YES DADDY. FUCK ME! GIVE ME THE COCK I CAME FROM. GIVE ME ALL MY BROTHERS AND SISTERS, PUT THEM INSIDE ME!"

Again, I had no idea what I was saying all I knew that the dirtier the better and I wanted this man to fuck my brains out.

I felt Ray's hands change position on my ankles and I knew something was coming but didn't know what. My legs were forced further open and pushed back ever farther. Ray bent at the waist, and I watched as he spit onto my asshole. His hand went there next, and he rubbed his spit all over my tight little hole. Then I felt his finger enter me there and then another as he bent further down and licked and sucked at my clit. Within seconds I was gushing fluid from my cunt as never before. His face was covered with it, but he didn't seem to mind and continued to lick and slurp up all he could.

As my orgasm subsided, he stood back up and aligned his cockhead with my back opening. I felt the pressure and tried to relax. His hand went back to my ankle, and I felt my legs being stretched as wide open as ever. I looked down as I wanted to watch his cock enter my ass. I wanted to see my hole stretch around him. I wanted to watch the pleasure on his face as he fucked my ass.

I thought he was going to go slow at first but next thing I knew he thrusted forward, and his cock was buried deep inside me. I could feel his balls against my tailbone. He held it there for a moment and then spit again where we were connected.

"Spread your cunt open Babygirl. Let Daddy see your spread cunt hole. Spread it wide while I fuck this tight little ass of yours."

Again, I never really took to guys telling me what to do, especially sexually, but something about Ray changed all that and I reached down with both hands and latched onto my labia and pulled them apart as wide as I could get them. Ray started fucking my ass as his eyes were glued to my spread cunt. He spit down into my open hole twice as his pace increased into my ass.

"Finger fuck your cunt Baby as Daddy fucks your ass. Fuck yourself deep."

I pushed one and then two fingers inside myself. His pace increased more. I slid a third finger into my hole and began to really fuck myself for him. His pace quickened and now he was slamming into my ass relentlessly and without remorse. I had never been fucked like this, and I was loving it. I was being used by this man. This man who was fantasizing about me being his daughter and him my father and for whatever reason I was okay with it. I wanted more.

"OH, FUCK DADDY YES! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARDER. FUCK YOUR LITTLE WHORE OF A DAUGHTER. I WISH YOUR REAL DAUGHTER WAS HERE SO I COULD EAT HER FUCKING CUNT WHILE YOU ASS FUCK HER LIKE YOU'RE FUCKING MINE. FUCK! FUCK ME!!!"

I was cumming everywhere. I was squirting out with every thrust of my fingers into my own cunt, and I know it doesn't sound possible, but I felt as if I was squirting from my asshole as well with each thrust of his cock into me. My orgasms were so intense that my bladder was weakening, and I knew I had to piss.

Breathlessly I tried to get him to stop. "I.. I... I gotta pee. Please, you gotta stop. I gotta pee."

Ray kept on fucking away at my ass. "Then piss. Piss right here. Piss on me. I want it. Piss all over your daddy's cock while he ass fucks you. Do it!"

I had heard of piss play before, but I had never tried it. I thought it was just something weirdo's do. I didn't want to piss on him. I had to get him to stop. "Ray, please, please stop. I really gotta go."

"And I really need to keep fucking this ass. My daughter would never ask me to stop. She'd just piss all over me. Hell, my daughter has pissed in my mouth and all over my face before as I have done to her as well."

Oh, fuck that turned me on. I didn't know if he was serious or not, but it didn't matter, my body let loose, and I began a torrent of piss all over him and his cock as it continued to fuck away at my ass.

"MMMmmm yes Babygirl, look at that piss coming from your urethra. Keep that pussy spread so I can watch you piss all over your daddy."

Ray pulled out of me and bent over putting his face right into my stream. His mouth was open, and he took in a mouthful of my hot piss. When he raised back up, he leaned further down, and our lips connected as he released a mouthful of my piss into my mouth. We spit my piss back and forth until there was none left, and he went back down for another mouthful. This time he raised all the way up and slid his cock back into my ass. He spit out my piss forcefully at my face.

"Yeah, Daddy's little piss whore is what you are. Ain't that right?"

"YES, YES, YES DADDY. I'AM WHATEVER YOU WANT ME TO BE! I'M YOUR PISS WHORE, YOUR COCK SLEEVE, YOUR CUM DUMPSTER. I DON'T CARE. JUST FUCKING USE ME. FUCK, ME DADDY!"

Ray was slamming hard and forcefully into my ass, as I was riding wave after wave of orgasm. I felt his body start to tighten and I knew he was going to cum.

"CUM IN MY ASS DADDY! GIVE ME THAT HOT CUM IN MY ASS!"

Ray started to shake, and his body was convulsing as he shot spurt after spurt of hot cum into my bowels. I first I didn't think he was ever going to stop cumming and I had no idea where it was coming from considering he had come twice already today but this man filled my ass so full of cum that it was leaking from me as his softening cock slipped from my ass.

At first, I thought he was done with me and was just going to lay down and pass out but no, he still had other plans for me.

Ray pushed my ankles back even further until my knees were beside my head. My cunt and ass were only inches from my own face. I watched as he ran his tongue through my ass crack, into my asshole and then down through my cunt slit. I felt him sink two fingers into my ass and he scooped at his cum like with a spoon to gather it up onto his fingers and pull out of me. I saw them coming at me and I thought no way am I going to take that into my mouth, but my body had another reaction, and my mouth opened as I accepted his cum from my ass and I swallowed it down. Ray did it again until he was sure my ass was empty of his cum. He even shoved his tongue so far deep into my ass I could almost feel it in my throat. He let go of my ankles letting me lay flat as he covered me with his body. Our mouths began the most sensual cum kiss I had ever experienced.

Although I had given my ass to a few others the one thing I had never done was ATM or Ass to Mouth. I always thought it was disgusting and there was no way I'd ever do it but after what this man just shared with me, I had a desire to share that with him. I pushed at him to roll over and he did. I followed him over and kissed my way down his body. His cock was flaccid, and I knew it would be very sensitive. I went gentle on him as I took him into my mouth. His cock was hot and sticky. I thought it would taste terrible, but I realized that what I was truly tasting was myself. My real self on him. I could taste his cum but mostly I tasted my own ass, and I thought it tasted great.

Ray watched as I sucked at his flaccid cock and licked and sucked it clean for him. I looked up at him and smiled. "Did I do good Daddy?" I asked him.

"You did wonderful Babygirl. I could fuck you like that forever."

I moved back up into his arms and we fell asleep together wrapped tight against one another.

We awoke the next morning, and I was feeling a bit awkward about it all now. I mean what we did, and the things said were beyond what I had ever done. I knew he would be willing to just jump right back in for some more, but I was feeling a bit uncomfortable in the light of day.

"Would you mind if we just talked for a bit before leaving or whatever your intentions are right now?" I asked him.

"Not at all. What's on your mind?"

"Well, I guess I was wondering what's next. Are we done. You going to take me back to my car and we go our separate ways, and we never see each other again or just what?"

Ray looked at me for a second before answering. "Is that what you want?"

"I don't know what I want truthfully. I have never experienced anything like this before and I want more but at the same time I don't know how to go about all of this."

Ray kind of laughed a little and pulled me to him on the bed. "Look Baby, I do have someplace I have to be but if it means that I can stay here with you for another day or whatever then I'd be more than happy to be late. I would love to be inside you again and share with you everything and anything we can."

I nodded as I collected my thoughts. "I too have someplace I have to be but like you I want to be here with you longer. I'm going to piss some people off, but I don't care as long as I get to spend time with you."

Ray smiled and kissed my forehead. "We stay here for at least another night and then we say our goodbyes and that's that."

I nodded again but was still feeling odd. "Do you mind if we just talk for a while before we start anything again. Maybe get a bite to eat."

"Sure, what are you hungry for?

"Anything, I feel drained and need nourishment."

Ray retrieved the bag from the store earlier and pulled out the smashed hotdogs. I wrinkled up my nose at him and he understood. "Out it is, let's get dressed."

We left and found a restaurant that had a breakfast bar, and I ate till I could eat no more. We talked about everything under the sun except sex. I think that it was because we were out in public, and we both knew if we started talking sex it was going to lead to sex.

Once we got back to the room I finally broke down and asked the questions I really wanted to know.

"Is any of the things you said during sex true? Did you or do you really have incestuous sex with your mother and daughter?" I asked him.

"Yes, to both and with other family members as well. I love incest. What else would you like to know. I'll answer anything. We'll never see each other again right, so who cares."

"Are you married?"

"Yes, but my wife and I have a very special relationship, and we allow each other the freedom to enjoy life and experience things when they become available. Such as this experience with you right now. If I called my wife right now and told her I was with you and what we were doing, she would probably want pictures and videos and want to facetime to watch us fuck. If she was here, she would fuck you crazy. She also loves incest, and we love role playing and talking about all the different family members we would like to fuck. You'd like her I think."

I smiled at him. "You think so?"

"I know so. How about you, you ever been with a woman before?"

"Just once. It was okay but it was nothing like what you and I did last night. I don't know how anything could top that."

Ray chuckled a little and smiled. "Babygirl that was just the tip of the iceberg. I would love to get even dirtier with you."

"Dirtier? Then that?"

"Oh yes, much dirtier. The dirtier the better I always say. Making love is great and it has its place and all, but down and dirty sex is where the most satiation comes from."

I giggled a little as I felt my sex leaking out again and I knew it was time to start this day of debauchery. "Oh yeah, well maybe you should just show me what you mean by 'dirtier' instead of just talking about it."

Ray pulled me to him and our kiss was hungry as we almost ate at each other's mouths. Our hands pulling at the other's clothes so we could feel flesh and sex. I couldn't wait for my new daddy to fuck me again. I was his and he knew it.

The rest of the day and night and into the morning was filled with the most intense and dirty sex I never knew existed. We did everything and then some. He fucked me in every position imaginable and some I didn't think I was going to be able to get into. He came on my face and in my mouth, across my tits and on my spread cunt and ass holes. He came inside me, on me, and even in my hair which typically I will kill a guy for but with Ray it was all so special and fun. I loved when we really got dirty, and we did some piss play and even a little scat as I didn't think about an enema after eating and being engaged in anal play there was a little mess made but it didn't stop Ray from pounding away at my shit hole and if he was liking it, I wasn't going to stop him. We did a lot of role playing as daddy/daughter and as brother/sister. He told me stories of him fucking his mother and his daughter and other members of his family. I let him take pictures of me anyway he wanted and videos of him fucking me. There was one where I had so much cum on my face and his cock was shoved deep down my throat. It looked so nasty but sexy as fuck at the same time. I asked him to send me the pictures and videos he took to me as well so I would have something to remember him by.

By the time the next day came there wasn't much we hadn't done that two people can do sexually without adding other people. My body and brain were as satiated as they had ever been, and I knew that I would never feel this way again. I also knew that if given more time I was going to easily fall in love with this man, so it was for the best we parted now. I knew I wouldn't fit into his marriage and all.

Right before the very end, Ray took me into his arms and held me. His kiss was different, and I fell into him. He laid me down on the bed gently as his hands caressed me softly. There was nothing rushed about this, and I reciprocated all he had to give. I thought I needed to keep this side of me closed to him so that I didn't let myself get hurt but the more he made love to me the more I loved him back.

Our love making was sensual and passionate. It was as if we had known each other for years and were still deeply in love. I wanted him more than ever, but I knew that was not to be, but I decided I was going to take everything he had to give me now and hold it to my heart forever. I don't know if it was by design or just pure coincidence, but we ended up climaxing at the same time and Ray stayed inside me as my orgasm subside. I could feel him soften in me, but he remained in place. I don't know how that one little thing could bring a feeling such as it did, but my heart was his and I would never be happy with anyone else. I wept in his arms as he held me.

Ray kissed away my tears and shushed me. "Hey, hey. What's wrong?" he asked me.

"Nothing, you'll just think it's stupid. I'm just being silly. I'm sorry."

"I promise I won't think it's silly. Tell me."

"I could stay here forever like this with you inside me. I could fall asleep with your cock in my mouth. I could give you anything you wanted no matter how dirty it was just to please you. But I know that can't be and it pains me to have to let you go now."

Ray kissed my forehead. "Me too Baby. Me too. There is something so special about you. About us. I don't know what it is but it's there. We could stay in contact. I mean I can travel sometimes. I could come and see you or you me. I don't know."

I liked hearing those words but deep down I knew that was not to be. "No, it wouldn't be enough and then there is your wife, and I don't know how I feel about that. And it would just make me miss you more. I think it's best for us to say goodbye and go our separate ways, and maybe, just maybe, one day I will get over you. I doubt it, but maybe."

We kissed and made out a little again, but I stopped him before he entered me again. "I want what we just did to be my last memory of you inside me. Is that okay?"

"More than okay Baby. I... I... I want that too." Ray stuttered his words and looked away from me.

Was he just going to tell me he loved me and realized what he was going to say so changed it at the last second? I didn't know and I didn't want to ask. I didn't want to put that on him right before we parted. But deep down it was what I will remember.

We showered and dressed. He went and took care of the bill, and we got in his truck. He took me back to my car and we stood in the cold moist air for over a half hour just holding one another, kissing and refusing to be the one to let go and leave. In the end he was the man, and he opened my door for me, and I got in. He stood there as I drove off watching him in my rearview wondering if he was going to wave me back, He didn't.

(To be continued)