Stepping to the side of Ashley's bed, he was burdened with strong pangs of guilt and horrid shame. But Ben Travis was beside himself with unfulfilled lust and sexual anxiety. He had been after the luscious cunt of his daughter ever since her mother had passed away. That was only two years ago, but Travis had not forgotten his beautiful wife. What made matters worse was that Ashley looked just like her mother, only a much younger version of the blonde beauty that Travis had married. Ashley was indeed a blossoming beauty.  Although she was still a teenager, her body was lusty and curvy-and all of her curves were in the right places. Her pert, ripe tits were quite well developed for a girl of her tender years. Moreover, Ashley possessed a gorgeous set of crimson nipples which stuck up and poked provocatively out of the thin cotton  blouses that she liked to wear. Her finely tapered waist led to a perfect pair of creamy  ass cheeks and long, lithe legs. Ashley's body was, in a word-perfect. So was her face. She had the most lovely, big brown eyes that Travis had ever seen. A wide, kissable mouth that always wore a broad smile. Cute, crooked nose. Small ears, hidden by long, straight silky blonde hair. If Central Casting were to order up a lovely, young, exuberant, fun-loving cheerleader-type who lived and breathed youthful beauty, wholesomeness and vitality, Ashley would be it. Travis had awakened in a cold sweat, with a raging hard-on. He had Been dreaming about his lovely daughter, dreaming that he was fucking her, ramming his hard prick into her blonde-haired pussy. Fucking her furiously the way he used to fuck her beautiful, sexy mother. Taking his daughter's precious virginity, popping her cherry. Travis knew that his daughter was still a virgin. He didn't even allow her to date - much to her dismay. He had taken a cold shower, and his hard cock had softened under the streaming water. He had tried desperately to take his mind off of his lovely daughter, who was sleeping soundly in her bed. But it was impossible - Travis couldn't control himself. He just wanted to look at his sleeping daughter and maybe stroke his prick a little bit. At Least that's what he kept telling himself as he stepped to her bedside, his cock in his hairy fist, and looked down at his daughter. Carefully, he stroked her long blonde hair, pushing it away from her angelic face. He could hear her breathing lightly. The sound seemed to turn him on, to get some primeval sense stirring within his cock –which was fast becoming big and hard. Unable to resist the temptation, he tugged the blanket from her shoulders and pulled it down to the foot of the bed. She stirred a bit, but kept right on sleeping. Travis' heart skipped a beat as he stared, his eyes transfixed, at his daughter's ripe tits. Even when she was sleeping, her tits stood upright, the crimson nipples pointed and facing the ceiling. His eyes traveled down her thin waist and lit on Ashley's enticing pussy. Pretty, soft curly hair covered her cunt, pretty blonde cunt-hair that held his complete attention. Travis had always harbored a serious fetish for blonde hair, especially blonde cunthair. His prick began to throb and quiver as he glared at Ashley's pussy. God! he thought. More than anything in the world, Travis wanted to fuck his daughter's beautiful cunt. He shook his head, trying to shrug off the forbidden thought. It would be a terrible thing to do. Fucking his helpless young daughter was simply too perverted and wrong. Travis was a church-going man. Even thinking about committing incest with his lovely daughter was a terrible sin. But Travis had to admit that he really wanted to fuck the girl. He told himself that he would fight against the urge to ram his hardening prick into his daughter's ripe, untried pussy - her precious, virgin, blonde-haired cunt. Travis sighed and turned abruptly. It wouldn't hurt to turn on the light switch and catch a quick glimpse of his daughter's naked body. She always slept in the nude and, when she began to notice that her father was prone to staring at her whenever she was undressed, she had stopped going around undressed in front of him. As a result, Travis hadn't seen his daughter naked for well over a year. He was dying to look at her beautiful body. Flicking on the lamp which stood on the table next to Ashley's bed, Travis turned slowly and peeked at his sleeping daughter. His initial feelings were of shame and disgust with himself for peeping at Ashley's beautiful naked body. But the more he eyed her glorious young body, the more excited he became. His prick did a monstrous cock-stand and hung out from his pelvis like an enormous flagpole. God! he thought. What a beautiful girl! An incredibly sexy woman-child, just waiting to be fucked!  Her pussymound looked so damn enticing and fuckable, and Travis was aching to slide his prick into her tight virgin cunt and take her cherry. If only Ashley's weren't his very own daughter, he'd show her what it was like to be fucked properly. Suddenly, without warning, Ashley's pretty blue eyes blinked - open, once, twice - and the third time, her eyes stayed open. She stared wide-eyed at her father's raging hard cock which wagged above her. His prick throbbed visibly and looked menacing.  Ashley had never seen a hard prick before, and she was stunned by the sight of her father's lengthy cock-stand. Thick, long blue veins stood out on the surface of his blood-engorged prick, and he stood as still as a statue, his heart pounding and his brain racing with lustful thoughts. For a brief moment, their eyes met. Ashley's eyes were full of fear; her father's eyes were glazed and full of lust and desire. "Wh-what's happening? Is this a dream or what? I . . . I don't understand? Daddy?" Her body was tensed in fright, and with the sudden realization that she was stretched out naked and uncovered in the harsh glow of the lamp, she instinctively reached down and covered her cunt-thatch with her hands, leaving her ripe, upthrust tits exposed to her father's view. Travis stared intently at his daughter's lovely tits, then averted his glance from her questioning eyes. A sudden rush of passion overcame him and set his prick to bobbing and throbbing with need - the need to rape his daughter! He tried desperately to fight off the urge to fuck Ashley. He knew in his heart that it was an unthinkably perverted desire that welled up in his aching loins. But he simply couldn't help himself. He wanted to fuck her. He needed to fuck her! He had to possess her ripe young body. "Father!" she demanded anxiously. "Please, answer me! What's wrong with you? You look so . . . strange! You . . . don't look at all like yourself." That was an understatement. Travis had never appeared before his daughter with a raging hard-on before. There was no use in trying to stifle his debauched desires. He wanted to fuck Ashley's, and there was no stopping him, now that he had seen her in all of her naked and enticing glory. "Forgive me, Ashley. I love you dearly, but I can't help it. I must have you, my lovely daughter. Forgive me," he said tenderly as he climbed upon the bed and took her in his arms. He planted a wet kiss on her lovely neck and moved his fingers to her ripe tits, rubbing her nipples and squeezing the erect crimson buds, causing her nipples to tighten and point skyward, responding automatically to her father's gentle caresses. "Daddy, don't . . . don't do that. I beg of you. It . . . it's not right, Daddy."  "I know it's not right, but I don't give a damn. I have to fuck you, Ashley!" he blurted. Bending his head down, his lips parted and he sucked one of her taut crimson nipples into his hot mouth, slurping the succulent tit-bud and making wet, lewd sucking noises. At the same time, he slipped his hand down her tiny waist and furled her downy, blonde cunthair around his thick fingers. He lightly caress her pussy-mound with his palm and fingers, then, without warning, he carefully slipped his middle finger down to her pussy-opening, massaging her tight young slit with the tip of his slowly penetrating digit.  Ashley peered at the ceiling with eyes full of shock and wonder. Her father's caresses felt sexy and wonderful, but it was so wrong! This was incest! Her friends had talked about having incestuous desires for their brothers, and she had listened with disbelief. But this - this was her father who was molesting her virgin body! And that, it seemed, was even worse! How could her daddy do such a wicked and perverted thing? He had always been such a nice father, so kind and loving. It made no sense. Was this a nightmare?  When her father parted her cuntlips with his probing finger, she knew that it was no nightmare. This was no mere expression of fatherly love. This was raw, unbridled sex. She quickly jerked to the side, uttered a low, guttural mewl and tried to come to her senses and reason with her father. "Daddy, you can't do this," she said sternly but softly as she tried to squirm out of his tight embrace. Undaunted, her father used his vastly superior strength to hold her in place on the bed, sprawled out and naked. Slipping a second finger into her cunt-opening. Travis began to expertly manipulate her pussy-lips, gently parting her outer flaps to afford easy access to his probing fingers. He caressed her pink cuntlips methodically and expertly, and she responded instinctively. Her cunt began to secrete juice, and his fingers became slick and wet with her cunt-nectar, making it much easier for him to finger-fuck his naked daughter. "I . . . I hope you won't 'hate me for this, Ashley," he mutteredhuskily. "But I want to fuck you. I simply can't help it. I must fuck you! Maybe someday, you'll understand and forgive me."  "I-I just don't . . . understand, Daddy," she murmured as she felt his middle finger slicing into her tight wet pussy. She knew that it was utterly useless to try to fight him. Her father was a big strong man, and he seemed intent on fucking her. She only hoped that he would be happy with finger-fucking her tight pussy. Travis reached inside her pussy and gripped his daughter's clit between his fingers. He pinched her clit gently and tenderly, and her little love-button spasmed in his grip. Her clit hardened and grew erect. It was slick with pussy-juice. In fact, her cunt was leaking thin rivulets of cunt-nectar now. Pussy-juice streamed down her creamy thighs. Ashley arched her back, intending to pull away from her father's caressing fingers. But to her immense-surprise, she discovered that moving about only brought on intense waves of pleasure – sexual pleasure that filled her cunt and coursed through her veins, exploding in a passionate fireburst in her befuddled brain. She knew that it was wrong to be enjoying this erotic pleasure, but she had no control over her behavior. "Oh, Daddy," she cooed softly. "It . . . it feels so good. I never thought it could feel like this. I-I don't know what's come over me!" "I love you, Ashley. The only woman-I've ever loved more was your beautiful mother. I haven't fucked another woman since she died, I've been aching to fuck you ever since. I have to fuck you now!" "Noooo!" she wailed, full of agony and honest fright. He couldn't do that! "Get off me, Daddy. Don't do it! Please!" Her cries of protest were useless. Instead, her anguished appeals seemed to excite her father even more. He plunged his fingers into the deep recesses of her cunt, pushing aside her soft, pink pussy-lips, slick with cuntjuice. His fingers probed about within her hot, slick un-tried pussy, rubbing lasciviously across her pussy-lips and gripping her sensitive, lust-filled clit. Cuntjuice churned about inside her young virgin cunt, causing his fingers to slide about easily inside her pussy. "Ohhhhhh," she mewled in a throaty groan that seemed to reverberate off the walls of her bedroom. She was getting turned on in a big way, and wave upon wave of passion flooded her young pussy, causing her clit to throb in anxious anticipation. Ashley had never even masturbated before. She knew that her friends often finger-fucked themselves, but she had always considered it sinful and naughty. She had no idea that getting finger-fucked could feel so damned good. "Ohhhh, Daddy! Your fingers feel so damn good in my . . . in my pussy!" Ashley could hardly believe her own words. She had never spoken lewdly before. But as she felt her father's thick, strong fingers manipulating her undulating pussy-lips and gripping her sensitive, erect clit-button, she began to lose control of her emotions. She suddenly felt like -well, like a woman. A full-grown woman! What would it be like if my daddy fucked me? she wondered. Would it feel good?  She didn't have to wait long to find out. Her father spread her thighs apart, leaving his fingers embedded in her seething cunt, and moved between her legs. With his free hand, he stroked his hard prick, moving his hand up and down the turgid shaft. Slipping his thumb under his bulbous blood-filled cock-knob, he got up on his haunches and held hisprick up for Ashley to see. "Look at my prick, Ashley. Look at it, darling," he instructed her calmly. "I'm gonna put my cock in your cunt and fuck you with it."  The glazed-over look in her father's eyes told her that there was no way that he could be dissuaded from fucking her virgin pussy. He looked like a man possessed. And he was - possessed with lust and passion, which controlled his every move at this moment. Nothing could stop him from ramming his prick into her tight virgin cunt and fucking her furiously. Ashley shouted in a last attempt to bring him to his senses! "Daddy, don't fuck me! It would be incest, and I won't let you fuck me willingly. I'll resist you, and that would be rape. You wouldn't rape me, your own daughter, would you, Daddy?" "Yes!" With that sharp reply, he guided his prick toward her cunt, parting her pink, slick pussy-lips with his fingers as his cock approached her seething, steaming cunt. "You want me to fuck you,  dammit! You're hot and horny and you're dying for me to fuck you! Maybe it is rape, but that's just too fucking bad!" She twitched and struggled beneath him, but his weight was too much,and his strong body impeded her weak efforts to stave off his onslaught. His mighty, throbbing cock penetrated her and slid in a couple of inches. She wriggled beneath his crushing body, but it did no good. She was so wet and slick that it was relatively easy for his cock to slide into her tight cunt mouth. But even though she was soaked with cunt-nectar, his cock stretched her untried cunt-muscles and she felt a gut-wrenching pain in her unfucked pussy. His prick was too big!  "Aaaggghhh!" she wailed. "Stop! Please! It . . . it's hurting me! You . . . your cock . . . it's too big!" "Shut up!" he rasped harshly. "Goddammit, I told you it would hurt at first. But Just try to relax and it'll start to feel good . . . real good!" Ashley shook with fear and flailed about on the bed. Her father had never spoken so rudely and roughly to her before. It didn't make sense he was acting like a monster. She knew that he must be completely out of his mind, and she could do nothing to stop him from raping her virgin pussy. He was too strong, and in his present condition he seemed likea very dangerous man who could explode into violence at any moment. She did as she was instructed, steeling her nerves and trying desperately to relax as his rock-hard cock sluiced inch-by-inch into her pussy. "Ummmmm . . . your cunt . . . it feels so nice and tight. Damn! I haven't felt so good in years!" he stammered huskily. Travis gasped for breath and shook with passion. He thrust his mighty cock forward, impaling her virgin pussy on the staff of his huge, hard cock-stand. He jerked his hips, slamming more of his prick into her steaming young cunt, filling her pussy with his throbbing cock. His cock-knob spasmed and sliced into her tight, untried cunt, wedging its way deeper and deeper into her heated slick pussy. Ashley began to buck beneath his cock-thrusts. She was beginning to respond lewdly to his sexual onslaught, his raping of her virgin pussy. She felt ashamed and humiliated at engaging in the depraved and sinful act of incest with her very own father. But what was even worse, she was beginning to feel an unusual stirring in her cunt as his prick reamedits way along her cunt-walls, massaging her pussy-channel and churning up her slippery, hot cuntjuice. She writhed about beneath him, jerking her taut hips forward to meet his mighty cock-thrusts, emitting sounds of breathless pleasure and  ecstasy as her father fucked her with his hard, throbbing prick. His prick sluiced in and out of her tight pussy, rubbing her tender and sensitive pussy-walls, and, occasionally, pressing against her erect and pulsating clit-button, which grew harder and stiffer with each lewd cock-thrust. The base of his hard prick raked across her erect clit when he pulled back and prepared to plunge his cock into her hot cunt again. She hissed and moaned with erotic pleasure at the depraved stimulation that his hard cock provided her hot cunt. Her clit spasmed uncontrollably and sent a quick series of pleasurable sensations pulsing along her cunt-channel. "Oh God! Your cock feels so good in my virgin pussy! Fuck me some more, Daddy! It's nice . . . just like you said it would be!" she blurted.  Ashley no longer had any control over her mixed emotions. She knew that it was wrong and sinful to enjoy the incestuous raping of her pussy, but somehow she couldn't control herself. She enjoyed getting fucked by her father. He had a huge hard cock and he sure as hell knew how to use it! The Bible said that he would burn in Hell for fucking his daughter. But Travis was not at all worried at the moment. And Ashley summoned up the weak rationalization that if her father didn't care, neither did she. All that mattered right now was that she was hot and horny and getting a royal fucking. Her first fucking! So what if it was her father's prick that was reaming out her cunt so magnificently! Cunt-juice, wet and slippery, was streaming down her creaming, sweaty, white thighs, lubricating her father's lengthy cockshaft as it rammed steadily and relentlessly into her tight, needy cunt. Weird noises came from her cunt. She focused her hearing on the sounds, cocking her ear to listen. It was the sound of fucking - so strange, so lewd, so damn sexy! A twinge of pain suddenly came from the inner depths of her cunt and she held her breath, waiting anxiously for the painful sensation to pass. Hoping that it would subside quickly.  She could endure the pain silently no longer. "Aaaiiieee! Oh my God in Heaven!" she blurted. "Daddy, something's wrong! I swear! Something's dreadfully wrong! The pain is so . . . so terrible. I . . . can't stand it . . . much longer!"  "That's all right!" he answered breathlessly, not missing a single cock-stroke into her seething pussy. Gut-wrenching, mind-rending pain seared through her cunt and exploded like a dozen firecrackers in her aching head. "It's your cherry, Ashley," her father explained quickly. "I'm breaking through your hymen, darling. Your virgin days are almost over. You are soon going to be a real woman!"  "Aaaiiieee!" she wailed as he rammed forward, embedding his cock-knob in the very depths of her tight, spasming, aching pussy-channel. She felt something tearing somewhere deep in her cunt. Her stomach churned over and emitted strange groaning noises. She felt sick for an instant, but then her cherry tore and her father's prick sliced through the thin protective piece of flesh which had held her virginity safe for fifteen years.  "Aaaaggghhh! Oh! Goddammit! Fuck!" she screamed. She was shrieking obscenities continuously into her father's ear, yelling and snorting and gasping for breath as she bucked and writhed about, wriggling her hips to best enjoy his rapier-like cock as it  sluiced into her raped cunt. Her pussy dripped cunt-nectar and made lewd sucking noises as it clamped down on his turgid, hard-fucking cockshaft, gripping his lengthy prick tightly and holding his cock-knob captive in her seething cunt. Her head shook back and forth as the most delightful feeling in the world struck her, hitting her hard, slamming through her hot cunt and her throbbing clit, wracking her body with delicious and delightful sensations. "Dammit, Daddy? Your cock feels so nice and hard in my pussy. I'm a woman now! You've taken my cherry! Good Lord! What a wonderful feeling! You . . . you did it, Daddy, you did it! You fucked me and made me a real woman!" "Shut up and keep fucking, Ashley. I can't listen to you now, girl. I'm gonna cum soon," he snorted coldly, his eyes, staring straight ahead over her shoulder - staring into the void and seeing nothing. He fucked her furiously, pounding his rock-hard prick into her seething, gripping cunt, ramming his cock-shaft into her hot young pussy, panting and grunting and groaning with lust. He bent his head and sucked her nipple. Her tits were ripe, taut and delicious, with nipples that were made to be sucked. Sucking her nipple into his mouth, he groaned and slurped hard. She winced in pain as his teeth gripped her crimson nipple and tugged at the lovely tit-bud, pulling her nipple and areola out from her lovely, white tit-flesh. Pain mingled with pleasure and she gasped with sexual delight. "Oh, Daddy! Bite my nipple! I love it! I love it!" She arched her back, affording his lips easy access to her pleasure-filled nipple. Her father quickly responded by sucking her nipple into his mouth and biting down on the tender and sensitive tit-bud, sending a searing, pleasurable sensation running through her. She shook and shrugged, panting and grunting. "Here it comes, Ashley!" he snorted. "I'm gonna shoot my load into your pussy, sweetheart. Get ready, because I'm gonna be cumming . . . any second now!" "Oh, Daddy, go ahead! Shoot your  cum into my pussy. I can't wait! Do it, Daddy! Shoot your cum into my cunt!" Ashley was startled at her own lewd language - startled and excited at the same time. She had never spoken so crudely before, but she found it very titillating to speak like that. Her pussy was boiling and her father's cock stirred her cunt-juice, making her tight pussy slick and wet. And hot! Ashley's cunt was on fire, burning with lust and desire. She ached for passionate release, and yet she was so young and naive that when her orgasm began to build in her pussy, she had not the faintest idea what was really happening. She became frightened and wondered if something was wrong with her. Her head became light and visions spun about in her dazed and confused brain. Was she going mad? Was she losing it? Surely, it wasn't natural to feel such wanton, unusual passions, especially when she was committing incest with her father! The hell with it, she thought. She pushed all feelings of guilt and shame back into the furthest recesses of her mind. She couldn't be bothered with ugly thoughts when she was luxuriating and nearing the throes of a powerful orgasm. She let the waves of passion rush through her well-fucked pussy, closed her eyes tightly and clenched her teeth in delicious anticipation. Suddenly, her father shrieked - a long, low, drawn-out yell that frightened and thrilled the teenaged girl. She automatically clenched her cunt-muscles tightly when he screamed, clasping his throbbing prick, holding his cock in a veritable vise-grip of unbridled passion and wanton lust. "Unnggghhh! Mmmmph! Mmmmppphhh! Unnnggghhh!" he grunted huskily, and his body stiffened. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Hold tight, Ashley!" Ashley used all of her strength to tighten her muscles and grip his turgid, spasming prick between her juicing cuntlips, clasping down on his cockshaft as he shot a thick load of white-hot jism into her cunt.Her mind reeled with unknown lust and passion as her father's cum washed her cunt juice and her red cherry-blood, forming a strange viscous mixture that seeped around her father's cock-knob, churned about inside her pussy and drooled slowly out of her cock-filled cunt. Again her father grunted lewdly as he pressed forward, impaling her cunt on his spasming, spurting cock. Her cunt was filled to the brim with his spraying cock, and cum splashed about inside her hot, steaming, churning pussy. "Aaaggghhh! Yeah, Ashley! Fuck me, baby! Fuck me!" She fucked him hard and fast, humping up and down on the sweat-drenched sheets, bucking and writhing, moving back and forth, gyrating uncontrollably, meeting his cock-thrusts with her hot, slick pussy. His spewing prick shot jism throughout her cunt, bathing her cuntwalls with hot sticky cum. Her cunt was boiling and her orgasm began to hit her. The wondrous, never-before-experienced passionate sensation started deep in her seething cunt and began to build into a powerful, mind-boggling orgasm. This was it! she thought. This was what it was all about - this was real fucking! She loved her father for opening this new fantastic world to her - the thrilling world of sex and lust! At that moment, her father was the most wonderful man in the world. His pounding, spurting prick rammed deep into her cunt, and she writhed about, clasping her tight cunt-muscles around the spurting prick which filled her pussy with cum. "Ohhhh, Daddy, I think . . . I think I'm . . . cumming, too!" Her orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks. A powerful, wonderful, fantastic sensation wracked her body, causing her cunt to quiver. Her pussylips were swollen and turned crimson red, her cunt spasmed and her thighs shook. The muscles in her cunt tightened and loosened quickly, responding instinctively to the wondrous feelings that welled up in her seething cunt. She was floating on a sea of stormy passion, fucking and jerking her hips forward, milking her father's prick-slit with her clenching cuntwalls, sucking the cum out of his cock and taut balls which clenched into a leathery sac beneath her slick, gripping pussy. "Ohhhhh, Daddy," she gasped. "This is . . . this is so wonderful. I never thought anything could feel so damn good . . . so fucking good!" Her mind was dazed from the fucking. Her father's spewing cock felt so big and his cum filled her pussy and made her feel like a grown-up woman. She was dripping with sweat, and her long beautiful blonde hair was all askew, damp and twisted around her lovely neck. She flailed her head back and forth, whipping her drenched hair across her father's  strong hairy chest as she experienced her very first mind-boggling orgasm. Could anything be so beautiful as being fucked? she wondered. Could any other man be as good at fucking her as her wonderful father? It didn't seem possible.  Suddenly, her father lifted his weight off her, placing his sweaty palms on her luscious tits for support. He pressed down on her tits and pulled himself up, taking in deep breaths of air. His. face was contorted, and sweat dripped off of his chin, dropping on to her ripe up-thrust tits. A small drop of sweat fell on her nipple, and she swooned seductively. She had no control over her wanton emotions and lustful desires. She wanted to fuck again.

  "Daddy, fuck me again. Will you, please!

A few months ago, I started talking to this guy online. His name was Santiago and he lived in Utah. Santiago was one of the kindest most wonderful man I had ever talkd to on line and What first started out as just idle conversation soon turned into a full-on cyber relationship, complete with phone calls pic exchange, e-mail exchanges, and phone sex.

Santiago was wild when it came to sex. We tried out a variety of fetishes including dom/sub roleplay, and more.

Underneath that, all, Santiago and I had a deeper connection. We had both gone through a lot in the past, and that was how we were first able to connect. We understood the darkness and pain that each other had gone through, and that made our relationship that much more intense. Because, and we talked about this often, there were times when the darkness would creep in at the edges and all you really wanted to do was find the nearest warm body around and fuck the sadness and pain away.

So that's what we did online. In addition to providing emotional support, we provided each other with physical release. We had talked for a long time about one day visiting each other. It hadn't happened, mostly due to the fact that we both ended up in relationships, so when one of us really needed the other, there wasn't really much time to spend together. But, as fate would have it, we finally got our chance to meet.


So, in what seemed like no time at all, I was landing on the tarmac at Salt Lake City. When I'd gotten all my stuff, deboarded, and headed out into the terminal baggage claim area, it didn't take long for me to spot Santiago. There he was, exactly as I knew he would look. He was tall dark and handsome and the hottest guy in the airport.

I rushed over to him, and without saying a word closed my mouth against his, shoving my tongue into his mouth and moaning into his lips. I dropped my bags to the floor, paying no attention to the herds of people around us, and wrapped my arms around him. I pulled him to me, feeling his hard chest against my shirt, and feeling his hardening dick press against the fabric of my skirt. I pressed myself harder into it, and slowly pulled my mouth from his.

I looked into his eyes, saying matter-of-factly, "Should we go do something about that?"

"Yes, please." he smiled. Santiago reached down to pick up one of my fallen bags, and together we walked hand in hand through the terminal out into the parking structure. After I shoved my suitcases away, Santiago slammed the trunk closed and kissed me furiously again. I hopped up onto him, forcing him to hold my butt to keep from falling as I wrapped my legs around him.

We stood there for a few minutes, making out, breathing and sighing against each other Santiago finally lowered me off of him, and I held me tight, feeling my body slide down the front of his pressing against his dick. "You've got me so hard."

"Yeah? Well, let's do something about that."

Santiago unlocked his car with his keychain button, and we got in the front seat. Before he had a chance to buckle in, though, I was climbing over into the passenger seat, straddling my lap. "Here?" He asked, a little surprised.

"You don't really expect me to wait, do you?" I reached down and unfastened his pants, I licking the palm of my hand to get it wet, reaching down and swirling the spit over his cock. With one hand, I hiked up my skirt a bit, and with the other, I guided his aching cock up inside of me.

"Oh Jesus!" He screamed.

"Unn," He groaned, I was already moving up and down along his shaft.

"You didn't even wear panties?" He asked amused.

"I told you I couldn't wait to have you inside of me."

Santiago was moaning now, and the car was rocking while I bounced on his shaft. My hair kept getting in my face, and we both started panting. My legs trembled, my feet kicking against the floorboard a little bit. I was was milking his cock while I rode him hard.

"Oh fuck," He moaned as his cock began to harden even more, the tingling in the base of it building, signaling he was ready to cum.

"Do it," I urged. With a final couple of thrusts, I felt his hips buck against mine, and shoot loads of cum up inside of me. "Oh God!" I screamed, and I could feel my pussy milking his cock, trying to get all of the cum out. At the same time, I felt him shudder, and my pussy began to pulse against his cock. I felt hot liquid seeping out of me onto his lap, and I was was coming. My eyes were shut, and my body was trembling.

We stayed like that, our bodies trembling, for a few moments. Then, I collapsed against him. I spat out strands of my hair, resting my head against his shoulder. I could still feel his dick, but now I could also feel how soaked his boxers and pants were with our juices.

"Sorry about the mess," I whispered. "We'll get you home and out of those clothes in no time."

"I like the sound of that," He smiled, turning my head to kiss my forehead.