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    Date: 10/22/2014, Categories: First Time, Hardcore, Interracial Sex, Author: kinghut, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    It was December 4, 2004, one of the coldest days of the year, and I was already an hour and a half late. I finally located the motel room where he said he would be and knocked on the door. 10 seconds went by then 30 then a full minute and no one answered. "Where the fuck is he?" I muttered to myself and blew into my hands before I knocked again. I looked at the sign of the motel and cursed myself silently. I told him the wrong place. I meant to say Super 8 instead of Glenwood Inns and now would have to walk about 15 minutes down the street. I thought to myself, "You know, you could always go home," but by this point, I was too far gone. Plus, he was waiting for me. And I hate to disappoint what I was hoping would be a good lover. Who was he? His name was Ben and I had met him on one of those phone chat lines about 3 months previously. When we got into a private chat, I thought he was a nice enough guy and his free trail was almost over so I gave him my home phone number and told him to call me right back. Some guys say they will and never do, and others you wish you never gave your number to. He was different. He had a vibe about him that let me know he was a pretty sincere guy and was just looking to talk and have fun, nothing serious. Which was good because I wasn't looking for anything serious. The last few relationships I had been in ended up with me getting very hurt and I didn't want to get burned again. I hung up the phone and about 2 minutes later it rang. I answered ...
    and it was him. That one phone call changed my life forever. We started getting to know each other for real, known of that unimportant nonsense that people exchange on the chat line. He called himself Al (half of his middle name) and he didn't want to tell me his real first name until he knew I was honest and not some crazy bitch that he'd invite over and won't leave (another day, another story). He told me about where he was from, his f****y, what it was like when he was growing up. I asked him his age and he easily bypassed that question by asking me things about myself. I told him my name was Alisha (not my real name but I wanted to make sure he wasn't crazy either) and that I was 18 (which was another lie, I was 17 but I didn't want to scare him off) and told him about my siblings and f****y life as well. It was a nice, normal conversation which is something I hadn't had in a while from the freaks that I thought I could trust to give my number. They always wanted to talk about sex, which was fine because most times I did too. But after they had gotten their jollies, which was usually after only about 10 minutes of talking, all of a sudden they remembered something had come up and they had to quickly get off the phone. If they did call me again, which they usually did, I've give them some bogus excuse to get off the phone and dismiss them. I am not one to be dumped once someone has gotten their fill and they needed to know that. But I digress. This meet-and-greet session ...
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