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Hitchhiking to Ecstasy

Date: 8/26/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Sisyphus, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

I love this. I love this. Fuck me harder.” I was the verge of exploding. He rammed his cock into me and I felt him tense as his cock swelled and he pounded me faster and faster, harder and harder. I turned my face and our eyes met when he yelled, “I’m cummmming. I’m cummmmming.” His words excited me and suddenly I raised my ass off the pillow as he drove me back to the pillow and my whole body shuddered and shook and I screamed as his cum gushed and brought me to the biggest convulsion I have ever had. I collapsed on the pillow and he collapsed on me, both of us gasping and panting, as we lay there, unable to budge. “I hope you didn’t mind my little wake up call?” he whispered in my ear. “You can wake me up like that anytime, mister.” “I’d like that,” he responded and kissed the back of my neck and my shoulder. “I’ve never been fucked like that before,” I said. “That was wonderful.” He rolled off of me and wrapped me in his arms. I loved being held. I loved the warmth and smell of him. After a few moments of lying there, wallowing in the warmth, my mind started racing again with the thought that my car would soon be arriving. “Peter,” I said, hesitating, and turned on my side to face him. “What?” he asked. “What would you think if I said I wanted to stay here with you?” I asked, frightened to hear his answer. He was silent. My heart thumped as I waited for an answer. He looked into my eyes. “Vicki, you’re so young and I am old enough to be your father. I’m not sure it would ... work---you know, the age difference. That’s a big issue.” “It’s only an issue if you think it is,” I said. “It’s not an issue for me.” “Well, it is for me.” he said. “I wouldn’t want to get in the way of your life. I don’t want to become some old fuddy duddy that can’t keep up with you.” He paused. “And I had a vasectomy years ago and you might want to have a baby. That’s an issue you should think about—having a baby.” “I can deal with that,” I said, shaking my head. “And I’d probably be a lousy mother,” I added. “I can be pretty goofy.” He laughed.“It would be pretty goofy for you to stay here in the middle of nowhere. This is not Boston.” “I know all of that,” I said. “This might be my Shangri La, but it might not be yours. It’s very quiet and I write and read all day. You might get bored after the newness wears off.” “Remember when you said last night when things happen, you just have to make the best of it. I could go home and get my stuff, my art supplies and paint here, maybe get a job as a waitress and see what happens.” He looked into my eyes and nodded. “This is pretty nuts.” “When my car comes, I could stay for a day or two and see how it feels and then go to Boston and come back, that is, if you want me too.” “I’m not sure.” He looked away, shaking his head like he was saying no. “I don’t know.” His eyes closed as he shook his head.“I don’t know,” he repeated. I was disappointed with his answer. I wanted him to say of course. I love you and I want you in my life, ...