Drill Weekend - Based on MY REAL LIFE
It was a picturesque Sunday morning in late spring of 2002.
A late model black 2001 Mercury Cougar moved into the left lane and began to accelerate past a silver Infiniti QX4 SUV.
The driver slowed when she looked to her right and saw a rather handsome bronze-skinned man with a shaved head.
He glanced over.
She waved and smiled.
He winked.
She blew him a kiss.
He threw one back.
She motioned for them to pull over.
He nodded.
They turned off the four lane onto a small paved road and were soon in the parking lot of what appeared to be an abandoned eatery.
The man stepped out of his vehicle and walked up. “Hello, miss! I’m Travis,” he grinned.
“I’m Celeste,” she opened the door.
“Nice to meet you. Where you headed?”
“Home. I live in Riverboro.”
“Me too. But I stay in Toneyville.”
“Oh neat.”
“I’m coming home from my drill weekend,” he gestured toward his fatigues. “What about you?”
“Oh, I spent the night in Worthington.”
“Did you go out and have fun?”
“I guess,” she giggled, going flush.
“You don’t gotta tell me you had a good time. I know you did.”
“How do you know?”
“Pretty chocolate lady. Maybe you didn’t have fun, but I know they were trying to have fun with you.”
She rolled her eyes.
“See. I know you had some fun last night. I don’t mind you didn’t know me then,” he winked.
“No I did not,” she sighed.
“Well, you know me now, sweetheart.”
“Absolutely!”
“So why’d you pull me over.”
“I thought you were cute.”
“Cute,” he raised his eyebrow.
“I…uh…”
“I’m just messing with you. I appreciate the compliment.”
“You’re welcome.”
“So can I get a hug,” he moved closer.
“Sure.”
He embraced her. She melted into him.
“You smell good,” he announced.
“Thank you!”
“Who fucked you last night?”
“Nobody.”
“Don’t lie. I know there’s some brothas in Worthington that wanna hit that tight li’l ass.”
“Well…There was one.”
“I knowed it,” he chuckled.
Celeste, also laughing, managed, “You’re silly.”
“So when can I fuck you?”
“I mean I’d let you now…”
“I don’t mind that at all.”
“You know I’m a boy, right?”
“What,” he jumped back.
“Yeah! I was born a boy.”
“Damn! I wasn’t expecting that. Fuck,” he lamented.
“I’m sorry.”
“Naw! You good! I just seen this sexy chocolate woman and I knew I was gonna get some pussy.”
“I’m really sorry.”
“Don’t be. You’re very pretty. I still kinda wanna fuck you.”
“Oh yeah,” she cooed.
“Yeah! My dick on hard,” he made a show of grabbing his manhood. “You got condoms?”
“Yes, sir, I do.”
“Where they at?”
“Hang on.”
Celeste rummaged through her suitcase and pulled out some lubrication and condoms. She slid one on Travis’ engorged, veiny member. Then, she kissed the tip and wrapped her lips around it. “Take that rubber off,” he ordered. She licked the shaft and put it in her warm, wet mouth.
“Fuck that feels good, baby,” groaned the man.
“You like that?”
“Hell yeah!”
“It feels so good. You gonna make me cum,” he strained. “Bend over and give me another condom!”
“Yes, sir!”
He moved completely into her most sacred place.
“That pussy feels good, baby,” he grimaced, pumping fully and rapidly.
“Fuck me! Fuck this tranny pussy,” she whined.
“Yeah, baby! Take this dick!”
“Oh my god! Fuck me!”
“Ahhhhhhhhh, shiiiiiiiiiit,” boomed Travis as he fell onto her back, causing them to collapse on the hood of the sports coupe.
Celeste cleaned them up with baby wipes.
“Let me get your number,” he stated.
“Okay.”
From that moment on, Travis and Celeste met every month when he had regularly scheduled drill - usually at a hotel nearby the Armory.
A late model black 2001 Mercury Cougar moved into the left lane and began to accelerate past a silver Infiniti QX4 SUV.
The driver slowed when she looked to her right and saw a rather handsome bronze-skinned man with a shaved head.
He glanced over.
She waved and smiled.
He winked.
She blew him a kiss.
He threw one back.
She motioned for them to pull over.
He nodded.
They turned off the four lane onto a small paved road and were soon in the parking lot of what appeared to be an abandoned eatery.
The man stepped out of his vehicle and walked up. “Hello, miss! I’m Travis,” he grinned.
“I’m Celeste,” she opened the door.
“Nice to meet you. Where you headed?”
“Home. I live in Riverboro.”
“Me too. But I stay in Toneyville.”
“Oh neat.”
“I’m coming home from my drill weekend,” he gestured toward his fatigues. “What about you?”
“Oh, I spent the night in Worthington.”
“Did you go out and have fun?”
“I guess,” she giggled, going flush.
“You don’t gotta tell me you had a good time. I know you did.”
“How do you know?”
“Pretty chocolate lady. Maybe you didn’t have fun, but I know they were trying to have fun with you.”
She rolled her eyes.
“See. I know you had some fun last night. I don’t mind you didn’t know me then,” he winked.
“No I did not,” she sighed.
“Well, you know me now, sweetheart.”
“Absolutely!”
“So why’d you pull me over.”
“I thought you were cute.”
“Cute,” he raised his eyebrow.
“I…uh…”
“I’m just messing with you. I appreciate the compliment.”
“You’re welcome.”
“So can I get a hug,” he moved closer.
“Sure.”
He embraced her. She melted into him.
“You smell good,” he announced.
“Thank you!”
“Who fucked you last night?”
“Nobody.”
“Don’t lie. I know there’s some brothas in Worthington that wanna hit that tight li’l ass.”
“Well…There was one.”
“I knowed it,” he chuckled.
Celeste, also laughing, managed, “You’re silly.”
“So when can I fuck you?”
“I mean I’d let you now…”
“I don’t mind that at all.”
“You know I’m a boy, right?”
“What,” he jumped back.
“Yeah! I was born a boy.”
“Damn! I wasn’t expecting that. Fuck,” he lamented.
“I’m sorry.”
“Naw! You good! I just seen this sexy chocolate woman and I knew I was gonna get some pussy.”
“I’m really sorry.”
“Don’t be. You’re very pretty. I still kinda wanna fuck you.”
“Oh yeah,” she cooed.
“Yeah! My dick on hard,” he made a show of grabbing his manhood. “You got condoms?”
“Yes, sir, I do.”
“Where they at?”
“Hang on.”
Celeste rummaged through her suitcase and pulled out some lubrication and condoms. She slid one on Travis’ engorged, veiny member. Then, she kissed the tip and wrapped her lips around it. “Take that rubber off,” he ordered. She licked the shaft and put it in her warm, wet mouth.
“Fuck that feels good, baby,” groaned the man.
“You like that?”
“Hell yeah!”
“It feels so good. You gonna make me cum,” he strained. “Bend over and give me another condom!”
“Yes, sir!”
He moved completely into her most sacred place.
“That pussy feels good, baby,” he grimaced, pumping fully and rapidly.
“Fuck me! Fuck this tranny pussy,” she whined.
“Yeah, baby! Take this dick!”
“Oh my god! Fuck me!”
“Ahhhhhhhhh, shiiiiiiiiiit,” boomed Travis as he fell onto her back, causing them to collapse on the hood of the sports coupe.
Celeste cleaned them up with baby wipes.
“Let me get your number,” he stated.
“Okay.”
From that moment on, Travis and Celeste met every month when he had regularly scheduled drill - usually at a hotel nearby the Armory.
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