I’d been bored all day. It had been a long day at work, and after getting home and cleaning up I decided to call the chatline. I wound up talking with Robert. He described himself as very sexy, blond with blue eyes, and a donkey-sized penis. It was the quip about the donkey-sized penis that got me – I like my men to have a sense of humor. I told him I was sexy as well, a curvy woman with red hair and green eyes, and that I liked it up my ass. We joked for a while about donkeys and asses, then decided we had to meet that very night. I drove over to the café we agreed upon. In the spirit of the moment, we’d found a local one that featured a picture of a donkey above the door. The café was named Jenny’s…I got a latte and waited. He showed up about five minutes later, blond and blue-eyed as promised. I hoped his other statements were true too. I tried to sneak a look down at his jeans, but he turned at the last second and I only saw the ass of his pants. It was still a nice view. Then I tried to look at his hands – you know what they say about the size of a man’s penis in relation to his hands…This time he caught me looking and smiled. “If you want to see my penis so much, let’s go to the bathroom,” Robert said. I was surprised but not shocked. He went first, finishing his coffee as he went. I waited a minute, then followed. The bathroom was empty except for us. He led me into a stall and locked the door. He grinned and unzipped his pants. His penis was already stiff and bulged out of his jeans as soon as it was free. Apparently Robert didn’t like being stuffed into underwear. That was fine – neither do I. “I’ve shown you mine, now you show me yours!” he said. I flipped up my skirt, showing him my firm, round ass and my damp pussy. He reached out and ran his hand along my ass, then got his fingers nice and wet. “I brought some lube, but it looks like we won’t need it, will we?” I smiled. His wet fingers slid back around to my ass, and gently pressed a finger inside, all the way to his knuckle. He whispered in my ear how sexy he thought I was, then suggested we leave before we get caught. He was barely able to stuff his rock-hard penis back in his jeans, and somehow we managed to sneak out to his car without looking “obvious”. We drove around in his car for a short while, then he stopped along a dimly lit road. “I haven’t ‘parked’ since high school. Do you want to?” I loved the glint in his eyes. I said sure, and he nearly ripped my skirt off of me. The car had bench seats, and I leaned over the front one with my ass up in the air. I heard the sound of a condom wrapper opening, then a bit of sticky coldness as he rubbed his lubed-up penis against my rear. “You are so sexy” he whispered, over and over in my ear. He entered my ass slowly at first, gently, but then he started to really get into it. “Your ass is so tight…I love fucking such a tight little asshole.” Faster and faster, and as he pounded, I reached down and played with my clit. I could feel his penis getter harder, longer, and even hotter as he fucked me, and we came at the same time. It was wonderful. He drove me back to Jenny’s, a bit stickier and sweatier than when we’d left, and gave me his number. We’ve dated for a while, off and on. I just love the way he fucks my ass like that.
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