1 comments/ 30523 views/ 7 favorites My Sex Trip By: cffmia88 I was simply burned out and needed a break from everything. I had graduated from college two years ago and hadn’t taken a vacation since I started working. The summer was a slow time of the year for my company and my boss also knew I’d been working like a dog. I was granted an entire month of vacation for, as my boss put it, my “mental well-being.” I wasn’t sure what I’d do for a month. Since I already lived in a warm climate all year around I didn’t really want to go to the Caribbean or Hawaii. I started to think Alaska might be good spot to go, but I wanted to do something really exciting. I finally decided that I would go visit the family for a week and then set off on a road trip. I thought about going with some old high school buddies but none of them could get off work for long enough. Instead I decided I would drive from my hometown on the east coast all the way to California…alone. I didn’t want to carefully map out my route. I just wanted to go West and worry about making turns when I was faced with turns. I did decide I would stop and see friends along the way if I felt inclined to take the route to wherever they were scattered throughout the country. Instead I would just clear my head, stay in motels along the way and see parts of the country I wouldn’t normally see. This was going to be fun I thought. I wanted to meet new people, come home with stories for my friends and be involved in memorable adventures…whatever they could be. After spending a week with family and friends in my hometown, I got in my car with a suitcase, loaded up some CD’s in my six-disk changer and set out for the West Coast. I was planning on getting out there in 10 days or so, spending about 3 or 4 days there and spend no more than a week driving back to where I lived. My cross-country trip was something I had always dreamed about doing. I did always want it to be with my friends but I didn’t know when the opportunity would come along again so I just went for it! I had it in my mind when I got back to start having a “mind for marriage” as my father called it. I wanted to go out, meet women while always asking the question in my head, could she be the one? Maybe it was a good strategy, maybe it wasn’t…but I wanted to settle down with a family in the next 5 years. Maybe I would sow some wild oats on this trip! I got on the interstate heading west and just drove for a few hours until I crossed the state line. Then on a whim I just decided to take a right turn and head north for an hour and then got back on track heading west on a small highway. Who knew where I was going and who cared? It was so relaxing to me being in my car alone with music playing…just thinking. I thought about life, what I had done and what I had wanted to accomplish. I thought about my career but I mostly thought about getting the opportunity to meet my one and only. I thought about the kind of person I wanted. I wanted someone like me: smart, sexual, innocent on the outside and dirty in the bedroom. I always had dirty, evil, sexual thoughts running through my head. I thought to myself I should try to fuck a person every stop I made. I thought it would be exciting to experience people from all over to see how different they were. I guess that was going to be my plan…experience and fuck the country. I ended up stopping in some pretty far out, unusual places on my trip. I also ended up meeting some pretty interesting women. I had experiences unlike I ever had before. I’ll just share a couple of those before I get to the big one. Morgantown was the first major city I stopped in. One of my teachers in college had spent a year there and told me to check out all the college bars near the University. I checked into a hotel on top of this cliff and took a cab downtown. The driver had a huge hick accent and I couldn’t understand a word he was saying so I just said “take me to where there’s a lot of pussy.” The driver dropped me outside of a place that looked like a warehouse called the “Periodic Table.” I walked inside the door and up a ramp to get to the main part of the club. School was out of session for the summer so I didn’t know who I could expect to see there. I walked in to booming music and a cloud full of a smoke clubs shoot out onto the dance floor. No joke, I walked out onto the dance floor and girls were grabbing me. I was amazed. These girls looked great…many of them were blondes or many of them had great bodies. For being in a club that you couldn’t see very well in, knowing there were good looking chicks was enough for me. I walked over to the bar, which was off to the side a bit and downed a few shots within 10 minutes while having a beer to wash everything down with. I wanted to get drunk and get drunk fast so I could feel uninhibited out on the dance floor. About a half hour later I was feeling it so I made my way toward the abyss, aka, the dance floor. I walked into the huge plume of smoke and had quite an adventure. I again felt hands grabbing at me. The second time I felt hands I stopped and turned to face what I made out to be a tall, really skinny blond girl with a silver outfit on. She was almost camouflaged into the cloud of smoke. She immediately groped me and came near my ear and said “I’m Megan.” No more than five seconds after I heard those words we were making out. We were both touching each other all over. A few minutes later I put my mouth next to her ear and said “where are you from cutie.” “Indiana…A small town 45 minutes from here. You’re not from around here are you.” She didn’t even let me answer as she began sucking my lips again. This time however she got a little more bold and started rubbing the bulge in my pants. I returned the favor and felt underneath her dress. She was fairly moist until I pushed her panties aside and rubbed my finger on her clit. She went wild. The great thing about this was nobody could see what was going on unless you bumped into someone and were really concentrating on what they were doing. As I was fingering Megan I felt the zipper on my jeans ripped down. Megan felt inside and took my raging cock out with her hand still wrapped around it. She started jerking it off and then got down on her knees. I could sense people walked right by me. I even felt a few brush up against me as Megan took me into her mouth. She had one hand around my cock and the her mouth over the other half. This skinny beauty was engorging my fat dick. Megan gave me great head. It was only a matter of moments before I could feel my balls tighten and huge load ready to shoot out. Megan started sucking and jerking harder. I was getting off as much on what she was doing to me as I was knowing people were seeing what was going on. Out of the corner of my eye I could see another couple standing right behind Megan. They looked blurry but I could tell they were staring and while making out with one another at the same time. All of a sudden my cock started spasming and I shot thick ropes of my sticky white juice out of my wand into Megan’s waiting mouth. I held on to her head as the cum continued spurting out of me. I felt so relieved but I wondered if Megan would swallow this generous helping I gave her or spit it out. Well it was answer B for Megan. I could feel the cum come out of her mouth back onto my cock and dripping down onto the dance floor. It was kind of gross but kind of hot in a way knowing people would walk through my cum. After I was done and she was done spitting most of it out she ran off I’m assuming to the bathroom. That was the last I saw of Megan for the rest of the night. I zipped up and went to the bar to do a few more shots. I figured I wasn’t going to get it up for the rest of the time I was there anyway so a little more alcohol wouldn’t do any damage. Little did I know I would be wrong. I made my second trip out onto the dance floor. It took a little longer this time but another hand reached out and grabbed me. This time it was on my butt and she wouldn’t let go. I could feel my muscular ass tighten as this hot looking, tan brunette grabbed it and pulled. I was immediately face to face with her. I told her my name into her ear and she leaned up to mine and responded, “I’m Jasmine.” “Hi hun…where are you from” I asked her. She told me the same place Megan had told me. Were these girls just let out of prison…had they been locked up for a prolonged period making them horny? I didn’t ask and I didn’t really care. Jasmine leaned into me again and started making out with me. Her tongue wildly perused the inner depths of my mouth and we were locked for a good 15 minutes. Then, almost as if she was taking a cue from someone, Jasmine reached down and started fondling my dick. I didn’t get hard immediately because I had already cum 20 minutes before and had alcohol in me. Luckily I didn’t break the seal yet so peeing every 10 minutes wouldn’t interrupt me. I was able to get hard again as she continued rubbing furiously. When Jasmine got it all hard she undid the zipper like her fellow townswoman and started jerking. I was wondering if I’d be getting head again when I reached inside her tight jeans and forced my hand down between her legs. It was like a pool down there. If I was dehydrated all I would have to do was stick my face between her legs and I’d be cured. She was damp like your shirt would be if you stood outside in a thunderstorm. Jasmine then did something unexpected. She leaned up into my ear and said “I need you to fuck me…follow me.” I kept wondering if she really said that or I misinterpreted her through all the loud music. But she ended up putting my cock back in my pants, zipping up (which is an adventure with a hard cock) and leading me away from the dance floor. We ended up in the back of the bar in a dark secluded staircase. It is hard to describe but it was almost a combination of a ladder and staircase off to the side that lead to an attic. It was far enough down the hallway that someone would have to walk over to see. Anyway, Jasmine and I went to this staircase/ladder and started going at it hard. I sucked her neck, pulled her jeans down and immediately shoved two fingers up her wet cunt. She moaned out in pleasure as she undid my jeans for the second time in 20 minutes. I was semi-hard from having to zip up again but got hard in no time. She was again stroking my cock while I was sucking as much of her body as I could. Then I grabbed her small body with her jeans around her ankles, leaned back against this staircase with my feet on the bottom step and lifted Jasmine onto my cock. Looking back I was stupid for not using protection…but as you’ll later find out protection is worse than no protection on my trip. Jasmine rode my cock with her legs hanging down on mine. She was tighter than usual because her jeans were still around her ankles and she couldn’t spread her legs that wide open. I loved the feel of how tight she was though. She rode me and was moaning gently like she hadn’t done this in years. The way the girls from this town were acting tonight, she hadn’t. I grabbed her hips harder and shoved her down harder onto my hard cock. Jasmine flipped her head back and started moaning louder, “OH GOD FUCK ME…FUCK MY CUNT YOU STUD…MMMMMMM.” I fucked her alright. I fucked her harder every time words would come out of her mouth. She rode me for a good 10 minutes when I lifted her off me and stepped down. I turned around and turned Jasmine around and took her from behind. Both her hands were gripping the stairs as I fucked this little slut really hard from behind. Her skin was so nice and tan and she had blue eye shadow on. If you looked at her you too would think she was out to get fucked that night. I grabbed hold of her hair, yanked it back and thrust my hips into her getting deep penetration. Five more minutes like this and I felt my cock start to jerk. I quickly pulled out of Jasmine and busted all over her back and ass. A stream of cum got on the back of her blouse but I kept most of it on her ass. The stream on her blouse was a little going home present for her. Jasmine had cum running down her ass and a line of it on the back of her shirt. As we were getting ourselves back together the bouncer caught us. Apparently someone had seen us and told him. He came up to us and said “get the fuck out of here before I call the police.” I didn’t even say goodbye to her as I sprinted out of the club, jumped in a cab and got back to the hotel. I got head and got fucked by two different girls. I’d say that was well worth the five-dollar cover charge. I slept well that night and I was on my way early the next morning. I somehow ended up in the god-awful city of Peoria later the next afternoon. I had heard about this place in school because someone actually got a job there. That person said she didn’t recommend anyone going there. I randomly stumbled upon this run down town and pulled into a motel. I checked in for $34.99 a night. It looked like the nicest motel in town. I asked the hotel manager if there were any bars I could hit up. He recommended I go to one “downtown.” Well coming from a big city in the East I couldn’t imagine what downtown in this place looked like. But I went. I walked into this bar apparently named after some famous person who had lived there once upon a time. I felt like I went in a time machine when I walked into this bar. Hairdo’s from the 80’s, country music playing. This was a far cry from where I was the night before. But I made the most of it. I went and took a seat on the bar stool and ordered a beer. I looked around and there was nobody good looking in the entire place. I figured I was going to have a few beers and then get out of there and call it a night. I did end up leaving and went back to my shitty motel. There was a semi-decent looking woman working the desk. She was a little pudgy but had a pretty face with straight brown hair. A typical desk clerk at a hotel if you can picture that. I guess she was working the overnight shift. I asked if I could get some extra towels before I went to my room (You know how small towels are in hotels sometimes…you need a few to wrap you up). The woman said “no problem sir, how has your stay been?” “Please don’t call me sir…It’s Joe. I don’t think I deserved to be called sir…I’m too young and it makes me feel snotty” I answered. “Very well then Joe. Let me call and get you some towels.” Missy called and arranged for the towels to be delivered to the front desk while I waited there. “Thank you Missy” I said reading her name tag. “How long have you been working here?” “Just a couple of months. My husband and I are saving up for a house. We just got married 4 months ago.” “Well Congrats. Here’s a little more for the fund.” I said with a smile on my face pulling out a 20 dollar bill and sliding it across the front desk. “Oh I can’t accept this” Missy said as she pushed the money back toward me. “Come on, consider it my investment toward your future.” Missy started laughing and took the money back. “So where does a stranger like you who is so generous come from?” I told Missy where I was from and what I was doing. Just then the phone rang and Missy picked it up. Another person was asking for towels and the housekeeper still hadn’t come to the front to deliver mine yet. “Listen Joe, why don’t you go up to your room, I’ll get your towels and deliver them to you personally.” “Sounds good to me…I’m in room 173…see you in a bit.” Missy just smiled as I walked away. I couldn’t help but notice she looked at me the way some girls do when they are attracted to me but thought nothing of it as she had just recently been married. About 15 minutes after I got to my room I was already stripped down into my sleeping attire…boxers and a t-shirt. A knock came at my door. Missy stood in the doorway as the door flung open. She was holding towels in her hand…a stack of towels in fact. “When I said I needed towels, I meant just a couple Missy” I said smiling sarcastically. “Yes I know but the other guy who called didn’t answer my knock so here ya go! Shall I put them in your bathroom.” “Yes” I said grabbing half of the towels off the top of Missy’s stack which went up to her chin. I brushed across her firm breasts while doing so and she stared at me for a brief second. I walked across the room in front of Missy as we made our way toward the bathroom. I set the towels in my hand down on the shelf as she scooted around me and did the same. I walked out bathroom and turned around quickly to turn the light switch above the sink on (the sink was ouside the bathroom like in many motels). As I turned back to do so Missy came out of the bathroom pretty quickly and we bumped into one another. “OH I’M SO SORRY!” Missy said as we stood very close. Now I was on a road trip, I would never see her again. If I made a move and she rejected me I would just get up and leave and find a hotel somewhere else. So I decided to be bold. “Why are you sorry, you feel good.” I said leaning in to kiss her. I didn’t know whether to expect an embrace or a slap in the face back but luckily she leaned right back and started kissing me. I took her hands and felt her wedding ring. I grabbed hold of the ring and jerked it off in one motion. Missy kissed me even harder as I set the ring down next to the sink. Missy and I made our way over to the king sized bed and I laid her down. I quickly pulled her stockings down that she had to wear as part of the “uniform.” I could smell a musky scent coming from her pussy as I dove between her legs, underneath her skirt and start licking her thighs. “I shouldn’t be doing this.” Missy said as my tongue hit the inside of her pussy. “OHHH FUCK IT FEELS SO GOOD…HOW THE FUCK DO YOU KNOW…AHHHHHHHHH” her words were interrupted by the feeling between her legs. I pulled my head out about 10 minutes later and wasted no time shoving my thick cock inside her married pussy. “MMMMMMMM IT’S SO BIG…I’VE NEVER SEEN ONE THIS BIG…I’VE ONLY HAD SEX WITH MY, MY….OHHHHHHHH GOD” Missy screamed as she felt my entire cock thrust in her. “PLEASE DON’T STOP…FUCK ME…YESSSS…FUCK MY PUSSY…HOLY FUCK!!” Missy wasn’t that hot but she sure knew how to put on a good show and be appreciative of what I was doing. She would remember me for the rest of her life and probably have dreams about me when her nice Midwest husband fucked her for a few minutes a few times a week. I fucked her long and hard for about a half hour until I pulled out shot my load all over her tits. She sat up and started making out with me again and asked if she could give me a personal wake up call when she got off at 8 that morning. I said “I’ll look forward to it before I leave.” If you think those adventures were enough for one road trip there was still one more big story to come which you might not believe. Heck, looking back on it I can’t even believe a place like this existed with people like this. Just goes to show you there are all sorts of people out there. The last story was the one that stood out in my mind and I think about every day now. It started when my car died about a 10-minute walk outside a small town in Utah near the Wyoming and Colorodo border. I was actually scared to death…I had always feared my car would break down and I would be stuck somewhere. I even got a tune up before I left and this still happened. I remember seeing a movie where a couple from the Northeast was driving in the desert in some remote place in Arizona. While they pulled into a gas station someone cut something under the car. A group of people followed the couple until their Jeep broke down and then tried to kill them. Realistically I didn’t think anything like this would happen to me but I still had my fears. My Sex Trip Nonetheless I got out of my car and walked into the town. I walked into the service station my car had been towed to. I asked if there were any motels I could stay in and the person at the service station said there weren’t. “We’ll definitely be able to fix this up and have you on your way in a few hours…don’t worry” I heard the guy say not putting too much confidence in his abilities. I then decided to walk around this small town. There couldn’t be more than a few hundred people living there. However, as I walked around I noticed something unusual. There were mostly women here. Aside from the men I saw in the service station 95% of the people were women. Many of them had little kids walking around with them as well. I wondered to myself where the men and fathers were. As I was taking all this in I walked to a diner on the other side of the street, stepped inside and sat at the counter. A peppy young blonde women who looked around my age walked up to me and said “How can I help you.” She had a twinkle in her eyes and was smiling at me from ear to ear. She wasn’t extremely skinny but wasn’t fat at all. My first impression there was just the right amount of meat on her bones. That aside, I had never seen any waitresses back east who were this eager to take my order. “I’ll just have the club sandwich and a cherry coke please” I told the waitress whose name tag read Jody. “Coming right up Cowboy…I’ll even make the cherry coke for you myself. I have a special ingredient I put in,” said Jody. As Jody was walking away she asked “What are you doing here…we don’t get people like you in here all too often…or ever I should say.” “Well my car broke down about 10 minutes away so here I am. Why do I look funny or something…what do you mean people like me?” I asked back. “It’s just…if you haven’t noticed there aren’t too many men here right now. In fact if there are men there are lots of men…and if there aren’t men…there aren’t any,” she said. “Want to run that by me again” I muttered. “You see most everyone in this town of ours is married. There are only a few hundred people but the government owns this town. All of us women are wives of military men who are on active duty. Actually most of them are overseas right now. But it’s a good deal…we live here for free and get a church of our own. About three quarters of us are Mormon because we’re in Utah. Get it?” “Ummm I think so” I said wondering if this woman was for real. I remembered someone in college telling me about these kinds of towns but I thought it was just a stupid rumor. I remember a buddy of mine telling me how much he wanted to live in a place like that where there just “chicks.” I also remembered this girl who was in high school with me who happened to be Mormon and from Utah. I always had this attraction to her. She was a good girl and very beautiful. Something about her innocence always intrigued me. I wanted to take away that innocence but of course never had that chance. I did remember she had about 10 brothers and sisters. I was always amazed how that could happen from one woman. I sat next to her in Spanish class one semester and she told me “Mormons like to have lots of kids and early…we believe in large families.” Of course that excited me very much because I’ve always had a fascination with getting women pregnant and pregnant women. Jody brought me my sandwich about 10 minutes later and put it down in front of me. “So are they fixing your car now?” “Yes they are…and they better finish today because I hear there are no motels around here.” Laughing Jody replied “Nope the closest one is 45 minutes away. But hey if you need a place to stay I’ve got a couch I can spare. My other rooms are full of my two kids.” “That’s very kind of you but hopefully everything will be okay and I’ll be on my way in a few hours” I said. But I also thought it might not be a bad thing to stay with Jody. Heck I was on a roll this trip. I already had sex with one married woman and there were so few men here I thought these women must be extremely horny without their husbands around. I headed back to the service station after my meal and was informed by Butch, the repairman I would need a special part for my engine that wasn’t working. He added it might take a few days for it to get there. He said most places carry this part in their service station but this town was small…not a lot of people came there and not a lot left. So I was stuck without a car and without a place to stay unless Jody would take me in. I felt like I was tennis ball bouncing from one side of the town to the other. After hearing my car’s diagnosis from the service station I told them to get the part and I’d be back in a couple of days. I then bounced back to the diner and Jody’s cheerful face greeted me as I walked in the door. “You’re stuck here aren’t you” she said with a surprising smile on her face. “Well I’m back and I need a place to stay…so yes I’m stuck here,” I said sounding a little pissed. “Well I’ll be off in a couple of hours so just have a seat and we’ll get to know one another” Jody said with an unusual smile on her face. The smile was similar to the one I got from an ex-girlfriend of mine who was plotting to sabotage her classmate to get the lead role in a drama performance. We actually had pretty good sex after she did that but the relationship was short-lived. As I was waiting in diner just a few customers came through which allowed Jody and I to converse. She was the only person working there aside from a cook in the back kitchen area. She told me she was 24 and had two kids already. Her husband had been away for five months somewhere overseas and she wasn’t sure when he’d be back. I was sort of surprised by this because I knew very few people who had kids at such a young age. “I should actually have more. I got married at 19 but he has been away for most of our marriage. If I had it my way I’d have at least 3 kids by now.” “How many are planning on having?” I asked. “I want at least eight,” she replied as my jaw dropped. “Don’t look so surprised” she said. “Everyone around here has lots of kids especially if they are Mormon. My friends and neighbors on my block each have at least three already. When someone’s husband gets back you know what his wife and he are busy with for the next few months.” I was trying to comprehend all this seemingly foreign information. It was almost as if these women’s jobs were to serve their military husbands, lay on their back when they got home for a few months at a time and get pregnant before they left again. I was amazed, shocked, you name it. Jody’s shift ended as the next waitress…a beautiful brunette with curly hair named Christy walked in to relieve Jody. I jumped into Jody’s mini-van and we drove about 10 minutes west to her street. Her street was lined with houses, which looked exactly alike. It was like something out of a weird dream. As Jody got out of the car she said, “I’ve got to go grab my kids and I’ll be right back.” Jody went over to her neighbors’ house who watched after the kids whenever Jody went to work. We all went into the house and I got the tour while the kids watched TV. Jody made a terrific chicken dinner a couple of hours later and I was very full. The kids went to bed about an hour later and that left Jody and myself on the couch watching some more TV. As we were flipping through the channels we stopped on a cable station where there was a couple getting down and dirty on the floor. “Looks like fun, huh?” Jody playfully asked turning to me. “Absolutely…it’s just too bad you’re married and have kids” I replied half sarcastically. In truth I was actually turned on that she was married and Mormon. “Well I only feel like I’m married sometimes. The kids are the only constant reminder of that. I just get so lonely all the time with him away.” “I understand,” I said, lying of course. How could I know what it felt like to be apart from a loved one? As I said that I got another bold urge like back in that hotel in the Midwest. I put my hand over Jody’s bare leg and rubbed it up and down a few times. She responded by just sort of staring at my hand and me. She shifted focus quite a few times from my face to my hands as I was caressing her leg. I didn’t know what she was thinking but she didn’t say anything and made no effort to move away. I then got a little bolder rubbing a little harder when nature took its course. We leaned in for a mutual kiss/make out session right there on her couch. “It’s just been so long and I just need to feel contact. This is so nice,” she said leaning back in to continue our kissing. About two minutes later I could sense Jody was getting very excited and she swung her leg over mine and jumped on top of me with her lips still locked against my face. I took off her shirt and I had access to her nice firm breasts. After I undid her bra I fondled them and took them in my mouth while she was on top of me. “Ohhhhh feels so good” she panted trying not to be too loud and wake the kids. My final bold move of the night was leaning up, picking Jody up and carrying her the bedroom she shares with her husband when he’s home. When I put her down on the bed she immediately went for the zipper to my pants and tugged down. My big cock sprung free and Jody just let out another moan…almost as if she was telling me I should put it in her now. I took the hint her moan gave me as I spread her legs apart and positioned the head of my dick to go inside her. “You have no idea how much I’ve craved this for the last five months. God I need that inside me.” I responded by sliding my fat cock into her already extremely wet pussy. She had this innocence to her. Jody never really spoke that dirty but spoke in an educated, erotic sort of way that got me very aroused. I continued sliding in her slowly as she, apparently overwhelmed by the unexpected pleasure, started cum on my hard cock that was in her. She tried to keep quiet but I knew she wanted to burst out into pleasure. While she was cumming my thrusts got a little harder and deeper. I put my hand over her mouth so she wouldn’t start screaming. She was beginning to whimper pretty audibly so I thought that was safe to do. However she then moved my hand away from her face as I was still pumping her pretty hard. She managed to get a whisper out which was dirty this time. “I need you in me so bad…please give me everything you have…I need to have another baby…I need it now because I’m ovulating. Please do it. Please just FUCK YOUR BABY INTO ME” she said throwing her head back. By her words I could feel myself start to tense up a lot. I took one final deep thrust in her and couldn’t control myself. I got caught up in the moment. I knew I should have pulled out but how could I refuse a woman like this begging for it. I decided to stay in and talk back to her: “Oh god Jody…I’m cumming in you so deep now…feel it all go in you…feel me get you pregnant.” Streams of cum began to spurt out of me. Billions of little sperm working their way up into her trying to fertilize the egg. What an erotic thought as I collapsed on top of her. We both fell asleep within the next 20 minutes. I woke up at about 9 the next day and Jody left a note for me. She wrote how she had to be at work by 9:30 and drop her kids off at a day camp. I decided to get up and see what I could make myself for breakfast when I heard a knock at the door. I slowly walked toward the door, looked in the peephole and saw Christy…the waitress from the day before who came in after Jody’s shift. I opened the door, “Christy, right?” I said. “Yes you have a memory” she responded smiling. “Jody told me you’d be staying here until your car got fixed. She just called me from her cell phone and told me to run over here. Do you need anything? I don’t work until later on so I’m free all day.” “Well I was just going to fix myself some breakfast. Want some eggs.?” “I have eggs already Joe…they are in me and I wouldn’t mind something else inside me either right now working on those eggs.” Jody made her way toward me and went right for my crotch. “Jody told me what you did to her last night” Christy continued. “Well let me assure you that there are many women right now who need what you gave her. Most of us haven’t seen our husbands in months and our body is craving contact and craving pregnancy.” I didn’t say anything except lean into her and kiss her on her lips and all around her neck. “So how much are exactly craving?” I asked trying to get a response. “I NEED FOR YOU RIGHT NOW TO PUT THAT GIANT MONSTER IN ME AND KNOCK ME UP LIKE MY HUSBAND WOULD DO TO HIS GOOD MORMON WIFE. I HAVE 4 KIDS ALREADY AND I WANT ANOTHER NOW…WILL YOU GIVE IT TO ME.” Instead of saying anything I pushed Christy to the couch, pulled off her warm up pants and started licking her horny, baby craving pussy. I felt a sudden burst of energy as I ate her pussy with a lot of passion. “GET ON YOUR HANDS AND KNEES NOW” I said as I lifted my tongue off her pussy. “I’M GOING TO FUCK YOU LIKE A WILD ANIMAL DOES WHEN HE TRIES TO IMPREGNATE HIS MATE.” I then got behind her on the floor as she fell on her hands and knees. I mounted her from behind started fucking her really hard. “OHHHHH MY GOODDDDD!!! YESSSSSSS” Christy started shrieking. I for sure thought someone was going to hear us. It only made me thrust into her deeper and much harder. I was pounding away at her pussy for a good 15 minutes from behind when I felt myself start to lose control. Christy had already cum twice…once from my mouth and once from my cock. “PLEASE CUM IN ME…DON’T MAKE ME WAIT ANY LONGER. KNOCK ME UP WITH YOUR BIG LOAD…DO IT FOR MEEE…PLEASSEEEEE!!” As Christy started begging I thrust into her as deep as I could possibly go…just like I did with Jody earlier that night. Christy and I had sex for most of that day until Jody and the kids got home. Then it was back to Jody that night. The next day I called the service station and they said one more day until my part came in and my car would be ready. Over the next day and a half I was with Jody and Christy some more, but two other new faces popped in. Traci and Elizabeth both came with Christy to Jody’s house during the day. I fucked all three them. I was so worn out after that day that I had to wait until the next morning to try and plant my seed in Jody again. The thought I could possibly get four different women pregnant was too much for me to handle. However it was made much easier by the fact none of these women knew who I was, I would never hear from them again and never know for sure if anything came of it. Jody drove me to the service station the following day when my car was ready. I was already so behind my schedule that I decided to start heading back home. As Jody dropped me off we embraced for one final time. I think we both knew that this would be it for us. There was no point staying in contact. After all, I may have given her a kid…but it was going to be one of many many children. The same went for the other three women. The one part of the trip, which will stick in my head the most were Jody’s parting words as I got out of her car and started walking to mine. “Hey Joe…did you really think the station couldn’t fix your car…It was just overheated. didn’t. You could have been out of here that day but my girlfriends and I REALLY wanted you to stay. I called Butch and offered him a few free meals at the diner if he kept your car there an extra few days. Hope you had fun.” Jody drove off and that was the last I ever saw of her. I got a chance to see the country and spread my seed all over the country. I may have even created some more myself in small Utah town. I also got tricked into thinking my car was broken. But as I drove back east I thought to myself, that’s alright by me. THE END. Well here's the much anticipated part 2 of the story. I always appreciated all the feedback from my stories. This time I'd like to hear from everyone what part they liked the best...what got them the hottest. Can't wait to hear back from all you.