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Diary of a Sex Addict - Mr. Texas

There was a knock on my door early that morning. I had just moved to the States a few days ago and I didn’t know anybody, so the visitor came as a surprise.
I glanced up from my bed and moved my fingers away from my glistening, begging pussy, waiting for another knock. Maybe they had the wrong address. The knock came again and I rose to my feet, letting my t-shirt d**** down and partially cover my nakedness. I went to the door and opened it a crack.
“Is this Ms. Em’s residence?” a voice asked. I saw a blue eye peer in at me. The accent was soft and sweet. Something from the south.
“Yes,” I answered again. I could feel the juices from my pussy dripping down my legs. I wanted to finish what I had started. My visitor moved closer to the crack in the door. I could smell a cologne that made my pussy pulse.
“You told me to come see you when you moved here,” that intoxicating voice answered and I knew immediately who it was. I opened the door fully and smiled as he took in the sight of my partial nakedness. My massive dd tits standing perkily in my baggy tshirt, and my slender, toned legs. Long and elegant.
“Why, if it isn’t Mr. Texas,” I muttered turning around and walking towards my bed. I heard the door shut and the clunks of his boots as he followed. “I got you hooked, didn’t I?” I sat down on my bed and turned towards him. He was wearing a pair of tight, faded blue jeans that had grown suddenly too tight in the crotch, a handsome plaid shirt with the sleeves rolled up and the top buttons undone. Sexiest of all, he was wearing a white silk ten gallon hat. I felt my nipples harden against the soft fabric of my t-shirt and I think he noticed.
“Damn it girl, you know you did,” he grinned and I laid back on the bed, giving him a full view of my wet, eager pussy. His hand twitched by his crotch and I smiled. He was biting his bottom lip.
“What?” I asked and his eyes moved away from my pussy to my breasts, and then finally to my eyes. He smiled. “Did you come all this way just to stare?”
In seconds he was on the bed with me, kissing me fervently, grasping my ass and jerking me roughly into his hips. I could feel him trapped and longing inside his jeans and I left a wet mark on the front of his pants. He took his lips away from me, breathing hard and stripped off his shirt. His body was magnificent and I couldn’t help but stare as I began to run my finger absently over my clit.
“My God,” was all I could manage as he unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants and released his massive, throbbing cock. The image was so sexy I could hardly keep myself from cumming right that second. No shirt, cock bursting through his tight, opened jeans. He was still wearing the hat. “My God . . .”
He leaned into me and started kissing me again, fondling my breasts through my t-shirt. I could feel his cock teasing the entrance to my pussy and it was maddening. I arched and for a split second felt him slip inside me. He grunted and pulled himself out, clicking his tongue.
“Be patient,” he breathed and goosebumps spread along my skin. He moved his lips away from mine and I watched him as he trailed his tongue along each curve of my breast. He bit through the fabric and onto my nipple and I yelped, the electricity burning my breast and deep inside my clit. I squirmed beneath him, but he continued with light bites and sucks through the fabric. He slipped his hands beneath and pulled my shirt over my head, exposing my body to him. I felt his cock twitch against me again and he moaned, diving back down and sucking hard on each nipple as I cried out. He began to move down, down until I could feel his hot breath between my legs. My eyes rolled back and my hips jerked and I finally felt his tongue draw slowly up my pussy, prodding inside me and then circling my clit, slowly. I grasped the blankets beneath my fingers and cried out, my pussy juices leaking out of me in my excitement. I heard him moan again, and the familiar thump, thump as he began to pleasure himself. He buried his face between my legs and let his tongue ravish me. My God he was good at it. I couldn’t help but scream and writhe and I was worried my neighbours would call the police.
He sat up, breathing heavily, his eyes hazy with pleasure. His lips glistened with my wetness.
“You were right,” he said, climbing on top of me and kissing me. I could taste myself, sweet and warm, on his lips. “You do taste good.”
“Let’s see how you taste,” I said, sliding beneath him as he lifted his hips away from the bed. I stared up at his hard cock and slid it into my mouth. It was hot to the touch and I could feel his heartbeat. He groaned, beginning to move his hips back and forth, thrusting that thick cock deeper and deeper into my mouth. I arched my neck and he slid down my throat with a cry, his legs beginning to shake. I cupped his balls in my hands and sucked hard on his cock as he drew it back out again. He tasted pretty good too. He grasped his cock and pulled it out of my mouth, his body shaking lightly. I arched and glanced up at him. His eyes were shut. I grinned as he opened them and shook his head at me, a smile starting at the corner of his mouth.
“Slow down, Missy,” he said and I winked at him, darting my tongue along the tip of his cock with a naughty grin.
“Why?” I asked before taking the entire length of him in my mouth again. After a hearty, growling moan he pulled out again and moved down so that we were face to face.
“Because my plane don’t leave until five tonight,” he whispered pushing his cock temptingly up against my pussy. I bit my bottom lip and glanced up at him, smiling. He began pushing inside me, his thick cock stretching my pussy farther than it ever had before. I arched my neck and grasped onto my pillow, clenching my teeth. He asked if I was okay and I told him not to stop, keeping going. He pushed himself deep inside me, beginning to thrust, and I could feel his balls hitting against my ass. I gasped and opened my legs wider, letting him fill me. I didn’t remember ever having someone so big and as he moved in and out I never remembered feeling pleasure like it before either.
He leaned down and bit my nipple, increasing the pressure as he started thrusting harder. I felt my pussy moisten and he groaned, his voice vibrating down onto my tender, excited breasts.
“Oh yes,” I moaned, wrapping my legs around his waist. He slammed suddenly into my gspot and I screamed, arching and clutching my pillow in a death grip. “Oh god YES!”
His lips were pursed, yet he was still moaning, deep down in his chest. He was fucking me so hard that I could hear his balls making contact with my ass, feel every single inch of him stretching my pussy to its limits. He plunged deeper and deeper and fucked harder and harder until suddenly he pulled himself out, pounding his fist along his shaft.
“Turn over,” he instructed and I did as I was told, spreading my legs and reaching behind me to slip my fingers inside. I slapped my ass and moved it back and forth. He plunged inside me with a cry thrust so hard I was sure he was going to split me in half. A fire suddenly roared between my legs and I cried out, collapsing onto the bed, my ass still raised as he continued to fuck me.
“Oh my god, I’m cumming!” I cried, clutching my pillow and burying my face in it. “Don’t stop, oh my god!”
He stifled a scream and I felt his cum explode inside me. I shrieked with pleasure as my orgasm hit me like a truck, and my pussy clenched onto him. He reared back and screamed toward the ceiling, continuing to thrust as I felt more of his cum shoot into me. I felt him go soft and he pulled out, panting. I laid down on the bed, so weak from that powerful orgasm even to sit up. I felt him press his body against mine and he moved my hair out of the way, kissing my neck. I loved the feel of his soft cock as it rested against my ass and my orgasm offered another powerful wave. I groaned and rolled over beneath him, letting him kiss my breasts. He moved his lips to my mouth and we kissed deeply for a long moment. He took his lips away and grinned down at me.
“How was that?” he asked and I pecked his lips, reaching down and stroking his slippery cock. I wrapped my left leg around him and flipped him over, suddenly perched on top. There was shock on his face, but I still felt the lovely stir in his cock.
“It was great,” I said, rubbing the tip of his cock against my clit. He groaned and was suddenly rock hard again. I slid down onto his second hard-on and he arched, grasping onto my hips. I took his hat and plunked it down on my head, tipping the brim at him. “But far from over, Mr. Texas.”

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