This years season had been hard, really hard. I fiddled with the radio dial and found a classic rock station. I settled back in the seat, and set the cruise control as "Jet Airliner" by Steve Miller Band blared through the speakers. I needed a vacation, badly. I was trying to decide where to go, when my cell phone rang, again. I recognized the number as being one of the producers, probably wanting me to do yet another publicity gig. I hit the ignore button and kept driving. It was my goal to hit every state in the US.. before King Season started in October, and tag as much ass as I could along the way.

I pulled into a gas station not too far from the state line and filled my truck up. I fished my wallet out of my back pocket, and as I was walking in the door, I ran into a very attractive woman. She shyly smiled and said, "excuse me" I watched her walk to her car and quickly paid for my gas. I hoped she would not be gone when I got back outside, and she wasn't.

I have never been shy, especially around women. I don't mean to brag, but it doesn't take more than a smile and polite "hello" and a woman is putty in my hands.

"Hey there." I smiled at the petite brunette with the large chest.

"Hi." She rolled her eyes and climbed into her late model Jaguar.

"Oh well" I slid into the seat of my white dodge truck and cranked it. I glanced at the map and then closed my eyes, pointing to a destination on the west coast.

"Santa Barbara it is." I made a left turn onto the interstate, and headed for California.

SANTA BARBARA

I love the smell of the sea, I always have. There is something very relaxing, intoxicating and even at times, erotic, about the smell of the salty air. I drove along a strip, lined with ocean side hotels, until I found one that looked decent enough and found a parking space. I unfolded my six foot frame from behind the wheel and stretched before walking inside the double doors to the front desk. I was greeted by a pretty blonde who welcomed me to the hotel.

"I need a room."

"Oceanside?"

I nodded.

"Balcony or..."

That is when I noticed it. She was married. I sighed and rubbed my hand over my chin. An affair a few years ago had ended not only my marriage, but also the marriage of the woman I was fucking around with. She noticed me looking at her finger and smiled.

"Here's your room key,"

"How long have you been married?"

She leaned on the counter and sighed, "Not long."

"How long is not long?"

"A couple of months."

"You happy?"

"No."

After my divorce, I had sworn off blondes, but this one was hot, smoking hot.

"What's your name?"

She smiled and leaned her chin on her hand, "April."

"Well, April." I brushed a stray strand of hair from her brow, "what time do you get off work?"

"Six."

I nodded, "I will be in the lobby."

I walked to my truck and grabbed my suitcase and headed up to my room. I wondered if April would really be in the lobby at six. I glanced at the clock on the small dresser and it was ten after four. I guess I would find out. I took a long hot shower and picked out a pair of jeans and a white button down shirt before slipping my cowboy boots on and walking downstairs.

There, in the lobby, sat April.

"I didn't know if you would be down here or not."

"If you don't mind, "She smiled, "I would like to change my clothes really quick."

"Sure."

I sat in the lobby and waited for her to change out of her black skirt and white top. In a few minutes, she came out wearing a Kiss Tshirt and a pair of jeans, with a pair of those slip on ankle boots.

"You want to go and get something to eat?" I led her to my truck and unlocked the door.

"Can we.. do you mind if we go into the next town?" She reached for her seatbelt. " I really don't want to run into anyone in Justin's family."

That must be her husband.

We dined at a very nice seafood restaurant that had killer fried clams. People ask me often, being a fisherman, if I ever get sick of seafood. My answer is no. I could eat it every day. After dinner, we walked along the beach and talked for what seemed like hours. How did I politely tell this woman that "I would like dessert now."

"I think maybe we should head back."

"Your place or mine?" I smiled at her.

"I.. I cant do this to Justin."

"Why, he's probably already done it to you."

"I know he has." she sighed, her bottom lip trembling.

I slipped my arms around her. "What can I do?"

She shrugged. I tucked my finger under her chin, lifting her face so she was looking at me. I leaned down to kiss her, and she instinctively wrapped her arms around my neck. I didn't have any idea how old this woman was, and right now, I didn't care. My cock was in full control of my mind and emotions.

"You want to go back to the hotel?"

She nodded, and I took her hand, walking as quickly to my truck as I could before she changed her mind.

April suggested we go into the hotel through the back entrance. She didn't want any of her co workers to spy her coming into the hotel with me. She led me around the back of the building, by the swimming pool and we walked into the back door. We went up the four flights of stairs and into my hotel room.

"You want a beer?" I asked her, tossing my wallet onto the dresser.

She sat down on the bed and shrugged, "I really don't drink much."

"Can I ask you something?" I sat on the bed beside her.

"Yeah, sure."

"Are you even legal drinking age?"

"Yes," She smiled, "I am."

We started kissing, and my hand somehow un tucked her KISS tshirt, snaking its way up underneath the black material. I stopped when I hit bare tit. April's boobs were not large, like I like them, but she felt like she was at least a C cup.

I felt her hand sliding slowly up my thigh, finally landing on my growing erection.

"Why don't we, make this a little easier on each other."

She stood up and pulled her shirt off before sliding out of her boots and jeans. This woman wore not a stitch of underwear.

I saw her eyes grow big as my cock popped out. I have been told, by more than one woman, how well endowed I am. I am not one to compare my pecker with other dudes, so I just take their word for it. April told me to lay down on the bed, before she wrapped her mouth around my cock. I sucked my breath in and closed my eyes as her mouth and hands took me into another world.

I knew I was about to cum, and didn't know how she would feel about me going off in her mouth. She stopped sucking me, and positioned herself over my head, before once again, taking my cock into her mouth, nursing on it slowly. My god that felt so good. I sucked and licked her sweet tasting pussy, totally lost in the moment.

I started to feel the sensation again, and rolled my tongue over her clit faster.

April let my cock fall out of her mouth and turned, climbing on top of me. She started to ride me as I pawed her tits. Like I said, I prefer big tits, at least a D cup, but hers would do nicely.

We fucked, April switching positions, for over an hour, before she finally presented her ass to me and I sunk into her, thrusting slowly. We fucked like this for about thirty minutes before I had a ball busting orgasm, and she came too.

The next morning, I checked out of my hotel room, and climbed into my pickup truck. I picked up the map and sipped a cup of hot coffee, trying to decide which state I would visit next. I glanced down at the map, and headed for Reno.

RENO NEVADA

I pulled into the parking lot of a Holiday Inn and climbed out, stretching my back. The air was crisp and cool, not too cold, just right. I checked into a room and decided to walk down to the bar. I needed a beer. I slid onto one of the barstools and the bartender asked me, what was my pleasure. My eyes had fixed on a brunette, with a set of the biggest jugs I had ever seen in my life. She bent over to pick up her napkin, her tits threatening to pop out of her light yellow tank top. She sat up and smiled when she caught me staring at her.

"Wouldn't mind a crack at that." I smiled, sipping my beer.

"You and about fifty other guys." the bartender laughed, wiping the bar off with a towel.

I watched her, for quite sometime, fiddling with her cell phone, taking things in and out of her purse. She finally laid a wad of cash on the table and stood up. I plopped a fifty onto the bar, got up and followed her.

She boarded the elevator and I stepped on behind her.

"What floor?" She tossed over her shoulder. I was eyeing her ass, neatly packed into a pair of skin tight levis.

"Oh, uh four."

She hit the button and leaned against the wall, giving me a quick up and down look.

"You are not from around here are you?"

I shook my head no.

"I didn't think so."

I stopped in front of my room, watching that fine ass sway down the hall. Damn I would love a piece of her.

I sat down on the bed and was about to take my boots off when someone knocked at the door. Be damned if it wasn't the hot ass woman from the bar.

"I would like to invite you back to my place for dinner."

"Your place? You aren't staying here?"

She shook her head no. "I just like using their bar."

"Oh."

I suddenly realized, I had no idea who this woman was.

"I don't know your name."

"I don't know yours either." she smiled, extending her hand, "I am Rebecca. My friends call me Becca."

"Do you consider me a friend?"

"Depends." She eyed my crotch, "What's your name?"

"Richard."

"Ahh, well, Richard, how would you like to have dinner with my roommate and me?"

I noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra. You could clearly see her darkened aerolas through her top, and her nipples were large, I could tell, by the way they were sticking out through the material of her shirt. They were not erect, but you could tell they were plump and ripe, and most likely delicious.

"Yeah, sure." I grabbed my room key and cell phone before slipping into my leather jacket. I followed her to a dark blue chevy pick up truck and climbed in.

When we reached her house, I was quite surprised at how large it was. "You have a nice home"

She smiled, putting the truck into park, "Thanks."

We walked into the kitchen through the garage door, and there was a young woman with long light brown hair standing at the stove. She turned and smiled. She wore glasses, and one of her eyes was slightly turned in.

"This is my friend, Sarah."

The woman smiled and nodded, mumbling "nice to meet you."

We ate dinner, and I found Sarah to be quite a good cook. I offered to help with the dishes and Becca told me no, to go on into the bedroom, and she and Sarah would join me. I went into the large master suite and pulled my boots off. I guessed, guessed hell, I hoped that Becca and I would be having sex. Little did I know what I was in for.

Becca and Sarah came into the room and Becca turned the lights off and lit a candle. She pulled off the tank top, revealing a set of the most luscious tits I have ever seen. I licked my lips. God those things were begging to be sucked.

Sarah undressed, revealing a lanky boyish body. She had a set of tits, just not as big as Becca's. Becca stepped over to help Sarah undress, and the two began tongue kissing each other. I felt my cock start to grow. Ok, so were they gonna just go for it, right here in front of me?

Sarah started to rub Becca's pussy, as Becca tweaked Sarah's nipples. This was the hottest damn thing I had ever seen.

Becca pushed me back on the bed, and slipped my jeans off. She looked up at me and smiled, and then turned to Sarah.

"Look at this." she tossed her hair over her shoulder, rolling her tongue around the head of my cock, "We are gonna have so much fun.

I dug my fingers into the satin comforter as the girls went to work on my cock. Sarah sucked cock really good, I mean REALLY good. Becca told her to stop and kind of guided me up onto the bed. The two girls kept sucking me, until I was almost to the point of no return. Sarah told Becca to mount me, and she started to suck and play with Becca's tits. Sarah told Becca to get off me and lay back on the bed. She pressed those enormous tits of Becca's together and began worshiping her nipples with her tongue and fingers. She would suck one tit, while rolling the nipple of the other one between her fingers, then she would switch. Becca arched her back and cried out, having an orgasm. I had never in my life seen a woman cum like that, and I am well past forty. Sarah wiped Becca's juices from her, offering them to me, and I lapped it up like honey. I moved over, burying my face in her cunt, while Sarah continued to play with and suck Becca's tits. We made her cum again and again.

"Are you ready?" Sarah asked, and Becca nodded. Sarah turned me on my back and Becca got on top of me, hanging her tits in my face. I latched onto one of her nipples, sucking greedily while Sarah pulled and twisted the other one. Becca tossed her head back and started to ride me, while Sarah took over the task of tit play. Becca had another hard orgasm and so did I.

I had always fantasized about having sex with two chicks, I had just never done it. Guess I can check that box on my things to do list.

The next morning, I headed for Phoenix.