New Beginning: Chapter 3
"'We'll need gas soon; I could use a break from driving; maybe a bite to eat, a couple beers, a shower, and a place to sleep tonight; we must be far enough away to stop; we're past Albuquerque, we should decide which way to go next,'" I suggest.
"Sounds great to me," my partner agrees.
A few minutes later, we spot some signs for a place that has the amenities we need. We pull into a roadside cafe that appears to be empty. The lights are all on.
"Let's go in," I say, and we enter the establishment.
There are two old guys sitting at a table in the corner, drinking coffee.
We sit down at a nearby table, and a woman with a distinct accent comes over.
"Good evening," she greets us. "Our names are Juanita."
I ask for the menus and two Corona beers.
"Sorry, we don't serve alcohol here. We close at 7 on Sunday. Charlie already finished cleaning the grill."
We're disappointed, as we've been traveling for almost 20 hours straight.
"Do you know of a good place we can get food, some drinks, and maybe a decent motel?" I ask.
"Yes, I can show you," she replies. She frees herself from her apron, and we follow her out of the cafe.
"Juanita, you're sexy. I'd love to sleep with you. Your accent is mysterious and seductive," I tell her.
"Would you mind if I flirt with her a bit?" I ask my partner.
"No, but don't cheat on me," she responds teasingly.
Juanita gets into her Jeep, and we follow suit.
"Beth, I've never craved a woman before meeting Juanita today. She's got a great figure, I'm telling you," I whisper to my partner.
"Her accent is sexy. I love the way she says 'juu,'" she agrees.
We arrive at a parking lot with several vehicles, mostly pickup trucks. There's a large neon cowboy boot and the words 'Boot Scootin' indicating a western bar.
"This is a great place to get food, Coronas, and have some fun. I come here after work," Juanita tells us.
We walk inside the bar. The place is rowdy and loud, with around 40 people, most of them dressed in western wear - jeans, oversized shiny belt buckles, boots, and Stetsons. There are also several women wearing western skirts, but mostly jeans. There's a live country band, and several dancers. The place smells like beer and sawdust.
Juanita introduces us to their server, Sally.
"Hey, Sally," Juanita greets her.
Sally is around 40 years old, wearing a plaid shirt, jeans, and boots. She has her hair tied up, a tray in one hand, and a pen stuck behind her ear.
"Chicken fingers, for me," Sally requests.
"Choices?" I ask.
"You can choose from burgers, chicken fingers, fish, all served with fries," Sally responds.
"Fish and Chips please." I order.
"I'll have a cheeseburger, no onions," K requests.
"Drinks?" Sally inquires, scribbling our order on a small restaurant pad.
"Three Coronas for Juanita," I add.
"What about you two?" Sally asks, looking at us.
"Well, I came here looking for food, Coronas, and a place to stay," I reply. "You've lived around here your whole life, right?"
"Yes, Juanita," Sally replies glumly.
"Did those guys from the other day leave?" Juanita asks, and there is an uncomfortable silence.
"They were here for lunch, drinking all afternoon, and left about half an hour ago," Sally shares, seemingly upset.
We sense something amiss, and Juanita asks her quietly, "Unhook my bra for me, please." She spins around on the bench, baring her back to me. I unhook the clasps, and she takes off her top, removing her bra from under her blouse.
"I hate wearing these things. They're so restricting." She places the red lacy bra in her purse and places a $20 bill on the table with the beers.
"Where are you headed?" Juanita inquires.
"Somewhere without snow," I answer.
"Huh? Some people run away from something or someone. What's your story?" she inquires, punctuating the sentence with another swig of her beer.
"I grew up in a small town, and I've always wanted to leave. I knew there was more to life than staying there." K turns to me, winking, and I smile.
"We appreciate your hospitality, Juanita. Send blessings our way." Juanita smiles, holding up her beer.
"Hey, I'm Beth." I hold up my Corona.
Sally walks in, carrying three more Corona.
"Clem's covered the beer bill, Juanita."
I look over, and a tall, skinny man tips back his tan hat with his beer and nods.
"I left a dead-end relationship where I felt used and unnecessary." I drink some Corona. My first one's gone; the food's been put in front of us.
"This smells good, looks good." I take a bite.
"Tastes even better."
"That's what you said about me when we first met." K smiles but watches Juanita.
Juanita continues her friendly questioning.
"You two together?" She gives me a curious look.
"Fantasizing about being with lesbians for years." Between bites, she adds.
"I had a chance a few years ago, but I felt guilty cheating on my husband, so I lost my nerve; no chance since." I signal Sally for another round.
Clem walks over, his thumbs tucked into his jeans beside a big, shiny, oval buckle. He's probably around 6'2" and seems really strong. He has blonde hair and blue eyes, making him the hottest guy in the county.
"You're here for entertainment or a long stay, pretty lady?" Clem slightly bows, lifting his cowboy hat with his left arm and running his fingers through his thick hair.
"We're considering spending the night." I reply, taking a swig while keeping eye contact.
"So, how about we dance together on the dance floor?"
"Damn, K," I turn to make eye contact, slamming my bottle a little too hard on the table; "I told you we shouldn't go to a bar. I'm still weak, and he's a real venture into manhood; I can't believe this guy." I glance at Clem's crotch, then back to his eyes.
"Remember, I'm a nymphomaniac. Once I get started, I can't stop." I maintain my gaze, reaching out, my hand touching the bottle.
"God Katrina, look at the size of his hands, he must have a 9-inch cock."
Clem smiles, his ego just got a boost.
"He's strong and muscular, look at his body, and he's good-looking; he's a large, tall, cool one on a hot day and a hot one on a cool night."
I chug a big part of my new Corona, staring at Clem.
"As soon as I get out on that dance floor with you, with your strong arms around me, I'll lose all control."
I take another gulp, staring intently into Clem's eyes.
"When we start, I'll need a gangbang to satisfy me; does that make sense, Clem? Can you and your friends handle that?"
"Clem, you're strong enough to fuck me for multiple hours?"
"Before I was arrested, I handled five guys that night on top of a pool table; when they were done, I went outside, naked, looking for more."
"My arrest was for 30 days because of that. However, I'm a lesbian now." I sit back, unzipping Clem's pants.
"Clem, it's been a while since a man fucked me in the ass."
I have his zipper open and am fumbling with the buckle.
"Clem, call your friends, I want to start with a double penetration right now, right here on this table; you in my ass, a cock in my mouth, and one for each hand."
Clem backs away, pulling up his zipper.
"Sorry, ma'am." He apologizes, "I don't want to get anyone in trouble. I just...don't know what you're trying to say." He reaches in his pocket, throws some bills on the table, and rushes off.
He whispers to Sally, who's been observing the whole situation.
She comes to our table.
"Clem will pay for your entire bill, food included." She grins, nodding her head.
"Really, Beth, is that true?" K asks, confused and bewildered.
"Not really, it's just a story I use to scare off predators like him." I giggle, asking for another round.
Juanita steps aside to use the restroom. When she returns, her erect nipples make it clear she's sexually aroused; she's unbuttoned another button. She leans on the table, exposing her ample cleavage and revealing the dark skin of her areolas.
"Please, let me fulfill my biggest wish. I want you both to share my bed with me; to share me; to have sex with me and show me lesbian sex." She begs, her eyes filled with lust.
"I'm so horny; I want to experience same-sex relationships. PLEASE, I don't want to miss another opportunity. I need to feel what it's like with another woman."
I glance at K's delighted smile, her opinion goes without saying.
"We'd be happy to oblige, Juanita. Lead the way." We leave three fresh beers on the table for Clem and tell Sally.
"Take them with you."
We follow her to an older, smaller house. She opens the door, and K embraces her, kissing her passionately. Juanita undoes the remaining buttons, shrugs off her uniform, revealing her gleaming bronze skin in the soft light from the lamps at either end of the sofa. I slide my fingers around her generous breasts, K licks her nipple, bites it gently.
Juanita folds the uniform down past her hips, letting it fall. My hands move under her panties, through her curly, wiry bush, she's soaking wet. She moans, grinding her clitoris against her hand, she sighs. K's tongue wrestles with hers, I rub her swollen clitoris, and she quivers. Surprisingly, she experiences an orgasm suddenly, it becomes intense, loud, and convulsive. Juanita's having trouble standing. She must have been masturbating at the bar, and her fantasy led her to this point.
K drops to her knees, spreading Juanita's thighs, buries her face between her legs. I nuzzle her neck, kissing her nape. As we continue stimulating her, Juanita bends her knees, lowering herself, giving K full access. She lets out a loud groan as she climaxes again.
We move to the bed, with Juanita taking center stage, sandwiched between us. First, one mouth on each breast, then our fingers take turns pleasuring her. After we take turns, each eating her to orgasm, the other sitting above her face.
In the morning, I awaken to the delightful scent of coffee and bacon. I cuddle with K, snuggling and kissing.
"Juanita, shower and get ready for breakfast."
She grins, leaning against the doorway, one leg bent, foot on the frame, one arm on her hip, and the other behind her head, posing like a pin-up girl. She's wearing a sexy red/black sheer lingerie set. The bright sun behind her highlights her full, curvaceous figure. Her long, glossy black hair falls over her shoulders onto her impressive cleavage.
In that moment, she's the sexiest woman I've ever seen. K motions for her to join us, and we express our mutual amazement at Juanita.
"I've been hoping to try it again before you leave. I really like lesbian sex. I've never cum that well before. I used to be with men, but now I'm looking for attractive women."
I eagerly go down on her, while K sits on her face. She's eager and horny, releasing an orgasm quickly. We each have another orgasm.
Following a playful shower, we're at the kitchen table, enjoying waffles, bacon, and coffee.
"You know, Juanita, this house doesn't belong to a single woman."
Tears well up in her eyes as she recalls, "Yes, my ex-husband with Celena; it's been 6 weeks, he didn't come home. This wasn't satisfying for me anymore. I want to leave." She pours more coffee.
"You two are amazing. If you're serious about it, we have the space, and you'd be more than welcome to join us." I say, knowing K feels the same way about Juanita.
"Really?" she asks, perking up. "We just met."
"We met on Friday night, left Saturday, here we are."
Oh my goodness, yes! There's a few moments of uneasy silence as she contemplates, gazing blankly into space. However, her expression radiates hope and happiness.
"Hey, I can help you out, you know. I sell stuff, I'll go visit my cousin in Phoenix." Her demeanor shifts, and she's suddenly excited and smiling.
"I need some time, I have a lot to do, like banking, selling my Jeep, pawning some things." She's filled with energy and enthusiasm.
"We don't have any plans and Arizona is one of our potential destinations." K responds.
"Whatever we can do to help."
"Oh my goodness, this is so amazing, thank you, thank you so much!"
Jumping up, she embraces us, kissing us lovingly on the lips. She collects her thoughts.
"Okay, bank, pawn, car lot," she recites aloud, picking up her phone.
"Hey Brian, I'm leaving Jim. He's abusive to me. He's staying with Celena now. Come here at 10 o'clock, bring the truck and some guys. Everything I sell."
She inputs more details into her phone.
"Jerome, Juanita; Jim's fucking Celena, I'm leaving him today; everything in the garage at 12 Towsend." A brief pause.
"Okay, but have everything moved by noon." She sets the phone down, smiling broadly.
"We have to be smart, I don't want my neighbors or buyers to see us together."
"Go now, the truck stop is two miles south. Wait there; I'll call you when I'm ready to meet you."
"We both threw away our phones."
"Okay. Buy a prepaid, pay-as-you-go phone at the truck stop; text me the number." She scribbles her number onto a piece of paper. We kiss her deeply.
"Juanita, bring hair clippers or scissors, and a razor. I'll explain later."
K chuckles as we leave.
We arrive at the truck stop mid-morning, waiting for Juanita to meet people at noon. Plenty of time to pass beforehand.
K looks through her belongings and finds a red wig, asking me to do her makeup for another disguise to aid in Juanita's escape.
We finish lunch, relaxing next to the car on a picnic blanket, it's after 1 pm, when our new cell phone beeps.
Text Message from Juanita: "Meet me at where I work, don't stop, follow me out of town."
We follow her down a dirt road; she stops.
"Nobody lives on this road, only use it at harvest." We move her belongings to the Chevy.
"K, you look incredibly sexy as a redhead." They share a passionate kiss.
"Follow me, I've already made a deal. You drive one block more, turn right, and stop at an alley. I'll walk and meet you there."
"But you said nobody uses this road?"
"Yes."
I place my hand behind her neck, kissing her passionately. My left hand moves under her blouse, caressing her smooth skin. I massage her nipples while she moans softly. K stands and kisses Juanita deeply. We both taste Juanita's wet pussy, alternating our attentions and enjoying each other's touches. She's breathing heavily, erratically, and groaning. Our gentle, sensual stimulation elicits a trembling, shuddering climax for Juanita. Capping it off with a celebratory cry and a deep sigh of satisfaction.
"Wow, just met, and we're doing that? No practice! I want to do it again, soon, but for now, let's go."
A couple of minutes later, Juanita reappears from the alley; K unlocks the door, and they jump in. We head out of town. She sends a text to Sally at the bar: "My house has no lock, I'm leaving, you can take anything left." Goodbye.
"Pull into that truck stop, I have one more thing to do."
Juanita enters the restaurant, holding her phone aloft, proclaiming loudly: "Looking for someone going north, who doesn't like abusive husbands."
Several hands raise, Juanita picks a large, burly man at a nearby booth.
"I'm running from my abusive husband. He has a tracker on this phone; take it, keep it going all day, so he thinks I'm going that way."
"Sure, sweetie, if you want, I can keep it going too, all the way to Canada or Alaska."
"That would be amazing, thanks! Okay, I need you to send this text as well." [Music] 🎵 I'm leaving Jim. His abusive behavior is unsuitable for me.
Message to Jim: I'm bidding you goodbye; a trucker who I met months ago. Previously, I believed you were a good husband, but that's not the case. Enjoy your time with Celena until she betrays you or you betray her yourself. I discovered that cowboy Clem has a lovely 9-inch penis, and he can utilize it better than you. Celena knows this as well.
Divorce documents arrived at James and Barrett.
Farewell.
"Yes, you sent it at 5, he'll be finished with work." Juanita acknowledges.
"I certainly will my dear, choose wisely this time; begin a new chapter in your life." She embraces him, kisses his cheek, and leaves a fifty-dollar note on the table as she departs.
We leave the parking lot, heading towards Arizona.
"Arizona here we go."
As we proceed on the highway, I begin to make up a song.
"Look at that, I see a dent,
the result of lusty lickin' at the bend.
Dent in the bumper
caused by her tasting humper.
That dent formed when,
we had sex right on the bumpers.
Bending the hood, we saw stars,
she valued licking my arse.
Knee on the hood caused the dent,
our bodies hooked up with no rent."
We break into laughter.
Soon, K and Juanita begin kissing and caressing each other. I place my hand on K's knee; she places her hand over mine, raising it towards her smooth inner thigh. They continue to embrace, with K aiding me to her vagina, slouching forwards, one leg over mine, the other over Juanita. Juanita's finger joins mine, and we repeat the 2-person finger-fuck, which she complimented on earlier.
"Wow, that is delightful; it definitely needs to be repeated."
Read also:
- In Vietnam, $20 Can Purchase... Part 1
- Kayla and Renee's Initial Experience
- Coping with Father: Part 1
- I can't resist having more.
Source: www.nice-escort.de
