0 comments/ 9901 views/ 2 favorites The Motel By: lickme_plzme_69me I sat on the bed waiting for you to get out of the shower. The smell of the steam makes me want to jump in with you but you told me to wait in the bedroom till you were done. The waves crash against the sandy beach down from our motel room. I walk up to the patio and move the sliding door open to feel the wind off the gulf. Moonlight is rippled on the water as the smell of the gulf is flowing around me. I stand at the rail and close my eyes to feel your arms wrap around me. Your lips kiss me on my neck as your hands massage the bottoms of my tits through the silk robe. I take in the smell of your cologne and want to turn to kiss you but you stop me from turning. You tell me to stay how I am and just feel your body next to mine. Your hand drops down to untie my robe as your other hand moves in to grab my right tit in your hand. My head falls onto your shoulder as your thumb rubs my nipple in between your thumb and forefinger. My hands feel for your body behind me as I try to turn around to face you. Our eyes meet and I just look at your face as we slowly meet to kiss passionately. I can feel your hardness through the white robe that you have wrapped around your waist. My hands move down to let your towel fall to the floor of the patio. You take your hands and pull my robe off so we are both standing there naked. My nipples are pressed against your chest and your hands massage my ass as we move closer together. I tell you I want you but you tell me to wait and just relax. Your hands move up and down my back as your mouth kisses down my neck. You arch my back and my breast are standing up to your waiting mouth as your tongue flicks across each nipple. You grab one nipple between your teeth and tug gently. I moan to the feel of the tug. I can feel the wetness in my pussy starting to make me slick. Your hand moves down to feel my warmth and you look at me and kiss me hard on the mouth. You pick me up and carry me to the bed. As you lay on top of me, you kiss me and tell me to let my senses go and just relax and do what I want to do. Your mouth explores my neck down to my left breast. My hand moves up to guide your head to where I want you to suck. I moan in pleasure and then you move over to do the right nipple. Your mouth moves slowly down my stomach kissing lightly on the way to my waiting pussy. You slowly move my legs apart and lightly kiss my clit and kiss my lips that are glossy with wetness. I feel you put a finger in and you look up at me and smile and tell me that I have done good by getting wet for you. You extend your tongue out to lick my slit up and down. You mouth lightly sucks on my clit as your finger moves slowly in my whole. My body arches up to meet your mouth and I want to fuck you so bad. You push another finger in and start to move fast as my hips buck against your face. I scream your name as I am getting close to cumming. You bury your face deep into my pussy as my wetness covers your mouth. We both sit up and kiss as I push you down to have my fun with you. I straddle you while you lay on your back and we kiss deeply. I can taste my juices on your lips and tongue. I suck lightly on your tongue and then I kiss slowly down your neck. Your chest is warm from where you were between my legs as I lick lightly on your left nipple then to your right nipple. Your hand comes to grab my hair as a light moan comes from your mouth. I move slowly down to your hardness and kiss the head as I lick the shaft up and down. Pre cum is on the tip and I lick it up then suck it deep with my mouth. As I move up and down, my tongue circles your head and the shaft. My free hand massages your balls and I grab the bottom of your dick with my free hand. Moving faster and faster, I feel your hips buck to meet my mouth. Your moans are louder as I move faster and faster. You tell me your getting ready to cum so I lick faster around your head I want to taste you in my mouth. Your warm cum spurts into my mouth. I sit up and you tell me to straddle you so you can feel my body on top of you. We kiss deeply and then I feel you getting hard again. You roll me over to where you are on top and insert your hardness into my waiting pussy. Your arms wrap around me tight as our bodies rock together in time. My legs wrap around your waist as I scream your name I want to feel all of you inside my pussy. You tell me to cum all over your dick, so I do. My pussy walls clamp against your dick as you move faster and faster with me and you scream my name as you cum into my wet pussy. We kiss deeply, wrap up under the sheets, and listen to the waves crash against the beach feeling good in each other’s arms. The Motel Brakes squealed loudly in the thick, evening fog as Melody pulled into the antiquated gas station. A simple red flickering 'open' sign buzzed and ticked inside the small attendant booth nearby. An old woman, fat and weathered from the sun and her age was inside, bent eagerly over local scandal magazine. Melody stepped from her black Mercedes. Her pumps threatened to wobble on the dirty, uneven ground but she stood firm on long, slim legs. Shivering briefly, she tightened the belt around her trench coat and cursed, not for the first time, her choice in clothing. The dark red top and black skirt she wore beneath it gave no warmth. Stepping carefully around patches of dead grass grown through broken concrete, Melody reached the booth. The door screeched in the eerily silent mist. "I need gas," Melody said, hugging her arms. The little building reeked of gasoline, grease and the old woman's stench. Melody wrinkled her nose. "Cash only," the old woman answered without looking up. "Ugh," Melody sighed. "No credit cards? Fine. Just, fill it all the way up, will you?" The old woman slowly looked up. Her jowls hung low and her gray, frazzled hair had long ago escaped the white hair band she wore. Without a word, she reached over with a steady finger to tap at a weathered sign: 'Self Service'. "Cash only," she reiterated before returning to her magazine. Melody shifted her weight, frowning at the woman. She fought an urge to swipe everything off the grimy counter and scream at the woman. "Fine," she said, instead, biting the word off through a fake smile. She reached into her purse, a gift just like the car was, until she found her wallet. The young woman dug several bills out and tossed them on the counter. "Premium." The old woman took the money slowly before turning to her register. Melody sneered openly at her. Glancing down, she noticed an oddity in the squalor of the building: a dark red ribbon draped over a silver frame. Inside the frame was a picture of the woman, slightly younger, and a large siamese cat. The words 'In Memory' were etched into the bottom of the frame. Melody touched the ribbon, surprised to feel real silk. It almost exactly matched the color of her top. With a quick look towards the woman, she took the ribbon, balling it into her hand before shoving it into her pocket. Taking her receipt, Melody stalked off to her car, hand in her coat pocket rubbing the ribbon back and forth between her thumb and forefinger. She filled her car quickly, watching the old woman through the large windows. She never took her eyes from the magazine. "Hah. Bitch," Melody whispered. A thrill ran through her body at the theft of the ribbon. It was a small thing but it made her feel better and a little excited. The pump clicked off at exactly $25. Melody shoved the handle onto the hook and got into her car. Turning on the overhead light, she wrapped the ribbon around her neck and tied it off with a simple knot. She turned her smooth, graceful neck side-to-side, admiring how well the ribbon fit her. The Mercedes roared into life. Melody floored it, sending rocks and dirt slamming into the pump and small booth. The Motel Would you like to play? Imagine this: 38/28/32 130 pounds, 5 feet 3inches, red hair, blue/green fuck me eyes, and a "D" cup. Can you taste it? Taste the sweet juice already oozing out of my pussy! Sweet? Do you like that? Let me feel you. I see I have your attention, so let's move on. Would you like to dance with me? What kind of dance? The kind where you and I form silhouettes, two people joined as one casting shadows mmmmm.... That's right nice and slow. Can you feel my heart beat? I feel yours. Continue. . . Dance with me, move with me, let the music take you into ecstasy. Kiss me softly on the cheek. Nice! Let this dance be the beginning of a night full of fantasy and desire. Two souls searching for fire, and not afraid to get burnt. Hold me close, don't let go. The rhythm is so right. I feel secure, safe in your arms. Relaxed, that's what I am. This couldn't be any more perfect. Let us begin. The warmth from your body draws me to you. We cannot get any closer, but I feel so far away. Let me in, into your thoughts. Bring me into your dreams at night. Make them come true. Dance with me a little more, then, go on. Now advance to step two. Bring your hands up and cup them over my breasts. Ooooooooohhhhhh. I tilt my head back and you lick my neck. Mmmmmmmmmmm. . . I am ready for you, take over now. Wanting to keep your pace slow, you kiss my neck and then stop, awaiting my response. Our eyes meet and without words, my eyes say yes. You begin to unbutton my blouse, wanting to plunge right in, but being careful to test the waters first. My top is off. I stand before you anticipating your next move. Feeling your hands slide down from my waist, over my hips and down to my ass, feels so right. Sends a chill down my spine and makes my pussy wet. Touch me. Your hands are so strong. Feeling every beat of the music, flowing, gliding, and tension is gone as is worry. Tempted fate and won. Look into my eyes. Kiss me passionately, tongues entwined, temperature rising. Move with me slowly. The music stops, but the song in our hearts goes in infinitely. Don't rush, we have all night. Let us explore what is before us. Taste my soft sweet skin. Turn me on. You move and sway. The next move is into the bedroom. We move in harmony, then you let go. The music comes back on and I watch you dance for me. Sit. Let me dance for you, let me be your private dancer. You sit on the edge of the bed, fascinated by my moves. I dance over to the window. You move swiftly and get behind me. The dancing stops. You cup my breasts again and caress them. Pinching my nipples softly and kissing the back of my neck. Mmmmmmmmmmm.... I reach behind and feel your hard cock poking out. I am wet from wanting you. Your hands move back down to my waist. Moving slowly, you caress my waist and then slip your hands down in between my thighs. You feel the wetness of my pussy through my panties. My skirt, in your hands, starts rising up exposing the delicate lace thong I wore just for you. You slip your hand into my panties and I shutter at your touch. I feel your fingertips on my sensitive clit. You put your finger in my warm, wet pussy. Yes! I can feel you. Your cock presses against my ass and your fingers probe my pussy, feels so good. You pull your fingers out and let me taste. My body is quivering. You pull my panties down to my ankles and help me step out of them. I feel your tongue running up the back of my leg, stopping briefly behind my knee. My clit is as hard as are my nipples. You start moving up again, not missing anything. While biting my ass, you motion for me to bend over. I fold my arms across the windowsill, my ass and pussy jutted out at you. I can feel the warmth of your tongue entering my ass. Licking my ass and fingering me at the same time, you are leading me to an explosive orgasm. When it comes, I moan in pure delight, feeling you lapping up all of my nectar. I stand up slowly and you turn me around. You start sucking on my nipples, getting me going again. Then you whisper, "Get on your knees bitch and suck this cock." Down to my knees, worshiping you and striving to please you. You hold your big cock in one hand and place your other hand on the back of my head. I love when you fuck my mouth. I grab your ass to help you thrust your dick further into my mouth. You grab my hair and pull it hard. Looking up at you with my fuck me eyes. You like that don't you? You order me to lie on the bed. I do as you say. You walk out after zipping up your pants and command me not to move. I wait like a good slave would do. Upon returning, I see you have a bag in your hands. I am trying to figure out what is in store for me. First, you take out a blindfold and place it over my eyes. I lay still and wait. Suddenly, I hear the door open and then close. Footsteps break the silence and then I hear you say," Grab her arms and legs." I try to get up, but I feel four pairs of hands grabbing at my limbs. Then you said," Come on, we are going to bang this bitch!" Tied up and helpless, I tense up. I feel someone eating my pusy, flicking my clit with their tongue, one mouth on my right nipple and another on my left. Finally, I smell the sweet tang of pussy in my face and feel someone straddle me. You tell me to eat her. At first I resist, and I feel the sting of your hand across my face," You do as you are told bitch!" I can't resist anymore so I begin to lick her pussy. It is sweet. Now I feel your dick enter me hard. Ohhhhhhhhhh. . . going in deeper with every thrust. All I feel are hands grabbing me and your dick ravaging me. I think I am starting to enjoy this. Then I feel you pull out. The pussy is moved out of my face and replaced by your cock. I can taste your precum mixed with the juices from my pussy. Soon, I feel your dick throbbing in my mouth and another cock entering my pussy, this time soft and slow at first, then harder and deeper. You tell me you are going to take off the blindfold. As you do I see that I am in a room full of strangers, four men plus you and a woman. I start to get up, but I am pushed back down again. One of the guys lay down next to me and untied me, then turns on his back. You instruct me to get on top and ride him. Again I do as you say. I start riding him slow, and you come up behind me. I feel you playing with my ass, finger fucking it. I feel you moving closer now and I feel you dick easing into my ass. Ohhhhhhhhhh . . . I'm so wet! Your thrusts become harder and faster as does the first dick. I can feel both dicks throbbing inside of me. First I feel him cum in my pussy and then with one most powerful thrust, I feel the explosion in my ass. Both of you released your loads in me. You both get up and go sit in chairs at the end of the bed. I think I am finished. Wrong! "Next!" you say. My body is being used by everyone in the room. Wasted loads inside of me and all over my body. I can't believe that I am enjoying this. My pussy is gapped and swollen but not sore. Orgasm after orgasm, you watch and enjoy. I am caught up in this fantasy. Knowing that this pleases you makes it all the more enjoyable for me. Finally, it is just you and me in the room as it was in the beginning. You look over at me and smile. "You were great!" I was tired and wasted, I could only reply, "Thank you!" You walk over and kiss me softly on my lips and told me to get up. We went to the bathroom and showered. You do all the washing and it feels good to have your hands all over my body. When we stepped out of the bathroom, we went back to the bed and made sweet passionate love for most of the night. That was wonderful!! I look forward to our next adventure. Thank you again from the bottom of my heart. I am enslaved by you master. The Motel "I think we need a night out," you suggest as I sit on the couch recovering from the intense session that had consumed most of our morning. "Where would you like to go?" I asked. "How about we just go rent a motel room and chill without the kids for one night," you say as you get a devilish grin on your face. "That is cool. We can have Jess watch Nate for the night. Maybe even get them some movies to watch. They will feel like they are having a night away from us," I chuckle as the thought became amusing to us both. "Ok, let me get some things together and we can get to the motel early so that we don't have to make a reservation." You get up and start packing stuff you think we will need. I go and take a shower as you frantically start grabbing clothes. I get out of the shower to see that you have me a pair of baggy shorts and a tank top laid out for me to wear. "Where is my underwear?" I ask as I move towards my dresser to grab a pair. "You are not going to wear any today," you announced to me as you are climbing in the shower. I hesitate for a second and then proceed to comply with the orders. Although it is kind of new to me, I find that the baggy shorts give me the feeling of being naked. I can still feel the fabric touch me lightly occasionally. I begin watching television as the kids come home. You are getting dressed as I tell the kids what the plan is for the night. They immediately want to go with us but we explain that it is a kids night at home and a parents night out. Reluctantly, they agree that it will be fun and start making plans on what movies they want to watch. We set the kids up nicely for their big night of fun at the house by themselves. They had pizza, snack cakes, and some ice cream to give them something to eat as their movie filled night was going to be kicked off about an hour after we left. They made a pallet on the floor so as to not miss a minute of the entire night. The more we got them prepared, the more they got excited about what they had in store. We were about to leave and I noticed that you carried one small bag to the truck. You came back in and we began giving our final instructions for the kids before leaving. We both gave them kisses and hugs and walked to the truck. The motel was about 20 miles away and the traffic was bad. I could see as your mind was preoccupied with thought. I was about to ask you what was going on in your mind when car cut me off. "Fucking asshole!" I yelled as I leaned forward and displayed my middle finger at the dumb ass driver. "Calm down," you said as you grabbed my hand and placed it high on your thigh. "You need to save your aggression for later," I heard you comment and my hand touched your bare leg. I looked to notice that you had decided to wear a baggy pair of shorts also. I could feel a slight wetness on your leg. I could see a small trail of fluid tracing back beneath your shorts. My dick began to twitch as my shorts began to move. You looked at my rising bulge as you had a slight grin on your face. We were at the motel in no time. You grabbed the bag and I proceeded to go to the counter and get our room. As I was finishing up with paying and getting the key, you walked up behind me and stood next to me as your hand grabbed my semi hard cock from behind the counter. I immediately looked at you as you talked to the person behind the counter about room service and the hot tub and pool. My cock was increasing in hardness as I tried to concentrate on the final touches of paperwork. I could see that your nipples were pressing hard against your shirt. The clerk was glancing at them as if they were looking right at him. "Your room has a great view of the countryside but the highway is right there but it is still a cool site," he said as he tried looking at both of us but managing to sneak a peek at your rock hard nipples. "Cool," you said as you grabbed the key with one hand as you gave my dick one last squeeze and let go. "Thank you," I closed as we started walking towards the elevators. I could not conceal the hardening cock that was in my shorts. It looked like a was using it as a compass to guide us the way. As we get to the door, my cock slowly starts to subside but is still noticeable. When we enter the room, I go to the window and look out. "If that highway wasn't there, it would be an awesome view," I exclaim as I hear the bathroom door close. I walk away from the window, leaving the shades totally open. "Are you alright?" I ask as I tap on the door. "Yeah, see if you can get room service to bring us up some beers or something," I hear you say in a sporadic voice. "Ok," I agree as I am a bit confused. Room service is there in about 20 minutes. I give the guy a tip as he hands me six bottles of beer in a bucket of ice. This is a new experience for me. I have never had room service before. I hear the door open as you walk out with only your shirt on. I can see that your nipples are even harder than earlier. I see as a couple of trails of wetness are cascading down your legs. Your face is flush and a slight glaze of sweat is noticeable on your face. "You ok?" I ask as you go to the bed and sit down. "Yeah, hand me a beer," you say as you hold your arm out. I hand you a beer and see as your shirt rises up and exposes a small glimpse of your pussy lips. I can see as you are soaking wet. My cock begins to straighten out as I look at your pussy almost pulsating. You open the beer and take a big swallow as if you had been without something to drink for a week. I see as your lips wrap around the mouth of the bottle and you neck moves slightly as you swallow in gulps. "What would you like to watch?" I ask as I grab the remote and turn the television on. You turn to the night stand and place your beer down as you sit next to me. With an evil look on your face, you look me in the eyes say, "I want to watch you stroke that big fucking cock right now." Surprised but excited, I raise my eyebrow and rub my stiffening cock in my shorts. "No, let me see it," you demand as you grab my shorts and yank them down my legs until they fall to the floor. My cock jumps to attention as a cool breeze hits my balls from your swift movements. "Stroke that meat. Get it hard and wet for me," you start demanding as my hand slides up and down my shaft. "God damn that fucking dick is fucking beautiful. Get that fucking cock hard as hell." I notice that your fingers are sliding up and down your slick pussy lips as my hand massages my rock hard cock. I see your juices coat two then three of your fingers. You reach over and smear your juices over the head of my cock. The slickness helps as my cock begins to thicken even more. I can smell your sweetness as you lick the remaining juices from your fingers. "Stop, Stop, that is not what I want to see," you spurt out as you jump from the bed. "What? What is wrong?" I ask as the confusion hits me again. "I want to see you eat this fucking tight pussy," you explain as you jump on the bed and straddle my face. You begin grinding your wet pussy lips against my mouth before I even get a chance to stick my tongue out. I can feel your big hard clit slap my nose as you fuck my face with immense force. I can feel your juices covering my face. Your taste is intoxicating as I lap up as much of your sweet syrup. "Yeah, tongue fuck me fucker," I hear you demand as your hips gyrate on my face. You grab the headboard for balance as you bring your legs up so you are squatting over my face. Your pussy is about an inch from my mouth as my tongue reaches up to lick the folds of your lips. "Look at that pussy in front of your face wanting to cum," you say. I reach up and grab underneath your ass as my thumbs open your lips to reveal your swollen clit. "Make me cum, asshole," you demand as you tilt your head back and close your eyes. My tongue darts in and out as I grab each drop of moisture from your pussy. I feel your juices coat the inside of my mouth as you raise and lower your pussy on my extended tongue as it slaps your clit and invades your hole. "Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. I want you to eat my cum. Drink that fucking pussy juice. OHHHHH, FFFFuuuuuckkkkkk!" Your pussy squeezed tight as your first orgasm hit. Your fluids splashed on my face as you tried to maintain your balance above me. I lapped and licked as fast as I could so that I didn't miss any of your deposits. Your legs quivered as your body bucked and shook. You collapsed on the bed next to me as your body continues to shake. Your orgasm was still rocketing through your body as your pussy spasmed. Your juices continued to ooze from your pulsating pussy. I rolled over and began licking your pussy so as to keep your orgasm going. I tasted more and more of your sweet nectar as your struggled to catch your breath. My tongue slapped your engorged clit as the waves of pleasure traveled through you body. Your head swayed from side to side as my tongue ravished your pussy. As I positioned myself to get better access to your cunt, your head glided across my cock. Your eyes opened and saw as my knob was drenched with precum. You reached out with your hand and grabbed my soaked meat as your mouth began licking and wiping my goo. I straddled your head as my face became nested into your warm dripping snatch. With on sudden thrust, my cock penetrated your lips and quickly found the back of your throat. I felt as your hands grabbed my ass and pulled me harder into your silky wet mouth. I could hear you gag as my pole stabbed at your mouth. You body bucked and shook as my tongue was massaging your clit with my tongue and fingering your puckering lips. My cock exited your mouth as I heard you gasp for air. You began licking and sucking my balls as my cock rest between your big tits. "Oh, yes. I am going to cum on your face again. Lick my cunt faster. Come on, make that pussy scream," you instructed as my balls bounced on and off your wet tongue. "Oh, shit. There, lick it there. I am cummmmmiiiinnngggg!" I felt as a sudden wave of heat covered my face and your cum was squirting into my mouth as my tongue slapped and smacked your clit. "Oh, Oh, fuck. I want you bad. I want you real bad," you exclaim as your juices flow from your bald pussy and soak the sheets. I stood up from the bed as I walked around where your head was hanging off the edge. Your eyes have a dazed look about them. I drop my cock in your panting mouth as my balls rest on your face. "Feed on that cock bitch," I command as I sink the entire length in your salivating mouth. "Suck me. Suck me hard," I grunt as my cock fills your mouth. I smack your big tits as they sway from the thrusts of my pelvis against your face. You can feel the sharp pain on your nipples that make them get even harder. Your hand reaches down and begins stroking your clit fast as my meat enters and exits your mouth. Your fingers get easily covered in your fluids as your spit covers my swollen member. Two of your fingers are buried in your hole as your other hand works over your big clit. "Get your fucking ass up," I say as I step a couple of steps back. "Fuck, I need your hot load," you request as you roll off the bed and walk towards me. You reach out to grab my erect cock. I grab your hand and spin you around until your arm is behind your back. I press you against the wall as your head is turned. I press my body against you as your feel my hard cock rests between your ass cheeks. "You want it or you need it?" I ask as I grind my pelvis against you. "I want your cock and I need your cum," you answer as you juices start dripping down your leg. I bend down enough to have the tip of my cock resting at the opening of your sopping cunt. With one hard thrust, I bury my entire length in your pussy. The sound of your wetness smacking against my base fills the air. I let go of your arm as my hands grab your waist. My pressure still holds you to the wall as I lower my length down and then thrust powerfully back into your cunt. "I am going to wreck your fucking guts bitch. You are going to be begging me to stop," I insisted as my cock continued to ravish the insides of your canal. "Yeah, tear that pussy up. I want to see your abuse my cunt. Oh, yeah. I want that meat so give it to me now," you demand as my pace quickens. I can feel the pressure of my load growing in my balls as I continue to slam by meat in your hole. I exit your cunt and spin you around. I spit between your tits and shove you on your knees in front of me. Smearing the spit between your breasts, I start gliding it up and down your chest. My balls swell as my load builds quicker. "Fucking bitch, you are going to get it soon." "Cum in my mouth you bastard. I need to taste that hot load. I need it now," you demand as my cock springs from your chest and aims at your mouth. "Oh, fuck. Here it comes. Take it. It's yours," I grunt as my hips thrust forward. You open your mouth as my cock stands just out of reach of your tongue as the first spurt of cum rockets to the back of your throat. "Mmmmm," moans from your mouth as the second shot hits your upper lip and trickles into your mouth. I shoot about three or four more shots that end up on your chin and some falls to your huge tits. You continue to swallow and gulp as your fingers spoon up all of the splatters on your body. You grab my cock and stroke it faster down its entire length until it goes totally limp. Your lips encircle my limp cock as you pant and moan. "I want more. I need more. Give me more cum," you demand as you try to get every last drop from my spent limb. I think to myself, this sleezy bitch is cum hungry and I don't know what to do about it. Maybe I can recover fast and satisfy her appetite before she goes insane. The Motel Sit here on the deck – not that chair though, it's broke – and you'll catch the breeze. That's the lights of the town way off over there and, when we got a moon, you can see clear to the mountains. Soon as I saw the place I knew it'd be fine for a motel business. Place needed a lot of fixing though. Not done yet. I'll get us a refill and some crackers, then Don – it is Don ain't it? My handle is Jake - I'll tell you the rest of it. Like I was saying, there's never time for kisses, once they are undressed. They both know why they're in a motel room, no need for them to dance around it. I never know what to expect when they get going and he lays her down in the bed and gets excited telling her how beautiful she is. I'm excited thinking of his cock rubbing against her as he holds her and begins to mouth her neck and her breasts. Slowly, he starts on one breast and starts with one arm around her, the other traveling down to her pussy. He sucks on a tit and his fingers have found the place to guess from the way she responds. He's in control and he knows it, and he stops. That lusting look on his face lets me know what comes next. I'm sure cramped in that tight space but I get to watching her being fucked stupid. Anyways, let's open a fresh bottle – Bourbon ain't it, Don? Go on your check, OK? You being on expenses – and then I'll tell the best part. By squeezing myself to the other viewpoint I can see his ass getting between her legs and I know this is the moment his hard cock is going in. Her eyes are wide staring or closed hard - and this is when I open the shutters on the grille so I can listen better. Not so interested in the darling-love-stuff they talk, I like to hear the grunts and the groans, the gasps and then the shrieks as she gets done. I've even eased off the screws on the bed, needing to hear the creak-creak of wood and metal. It ain't easy but I like to hold off for as long as possible and, if I can, shoot when he does. I keep plastic wrappers close by or sometimes I wear a rubber. Yep, that's right, Don. When I got to own the motel, I had the idea to make use of the space given to storing clothes and luggage, the corner next the toilet and shower. I boxed it in, put in see-through reflecting mirrors – not cheap as I didn't dare buy them local - and fixed it so I can get in easy by ladder from the roof space. I got certificates for carpentry so it's a good job. Yes, Don, we sure do get regulars. There's afternoons when this big guy comes, signs in as Jack or Tom Brown, and I get Jim, who does the desk, to alert me at my room out back. I know to leave it for about ten minutes before I get myself in the viewing seat because there's always a bottle of wine to be drunk first. Never buy it from me though. Seems like it's different women every time. Blondes, well stacked, are his choosing and this big guy likes to take them standing up the first time. Lifts them up and right on to his cock and fucks them against the wall or the door. Then there's more wine and next comes cock sucking and soon into bed under the quilt. I can't see much then but I hear a lot and often the quilt slides to the floor so I can watch him ramming away. This guy's a real cruel bastard but quite a performer, not that most of his fucks seem to appreciate that. They want the money either before or straight after. We get most of our rents at night but that is not much use on account of them rarely leaving the lights on. The best I can hope for is to listen in and use my imagination. Besides the night screws are often a real drag. She lies there like a sack of corndogs, just being humped. Summer though, we do a load of daytime bookings as word has got around this is a discreet motel – a 'bouncing bed' as it is known in this State. We've only eight cabins and, as we are near two miles from the highway, you can figure we have to be in for this kind of business if we are to pay our taxes. I say 'we' as Jim shares the place with me. He was my best friend all the years in the orphanage. After my father put in a very late appearance in my life – he got cancer but we had near three good years before he died and I counted on the guilt money he left me in his will - I had Jim join me so we could run the gas station and build up the motel together. It was a kinda dream come true as all those years growing up we promised each other faithful a share of any good fortune that come our way. Pour yourself another and I'll tell you about the honeymoon couple. Just last month. They couldn't have been more than eighteen either of them. They pulled in to fill up with gas and get rid of the ribbons and the balloons off their truck, then must have decided they wouldn't make it to a fancy hotel. He gets all nervous asking Jim if they can rent a room and is there a liquor store near they can get champagne? We fixed them up with a bottle I had over from Thanksgiving - wasn't chilled but we had an ice bucket to fill right up. She was wearing white net stockings I remember which looked real nice as she unclipped the suspenders. He had on crazy boxer shorts with spots. Neither of them said much, just stared at each other for a long moment holding the glasses. She put down her glass and very slowly she leant back against the bed and parted her legs showing the most beautiful pink pussy I've ever seen. His cock went in easy, surprising easy. She gave a long gasp. Then he went mad pistoning. "Jesus and Mary," she was yelling, then she gave a big shriek and he came so hard he upset the lamp when the bed banged against it. She was gasping, "It's so hot, oh that's so lovely". Like I said, just a couple of kids - virgins both I guessed - and already she was talking babies and playing with his limp cock. It was really moving, only time I had to wipe my eyes as well as my cock. The sheriff knows what goes on - what sheriff doesn't – but sure he's no threat. He brings his lady here from time to time. But we don't charge. I don't watch either. I do have some – what's that word? - scruples. You're paying for the bottle, so yes, thanks I will take another. More stories? Let me think. We had a booking from two women – mid forties but lookers, and expensive lookers, driving a cream Caddie, open top. Real leather shoes and purses, paid in new dollar bills and didn't ask for no change. Jim bet me they were lesbians. I won because around eleven they came back well tanked up with the biggest black feller I'd ever seen in real life. That was a night, I can tell you. And they left the light on. I had a real sore cock for days after. He had a black cock bigger than any dildo I seen in any of the catalogues, thick as a flagpole. Lucky they were our only booking that night because the noise was really something even without the grille open. I was so excited I was talking some too. She was saying "I think he's going to come," and the other was yelling "Oh yes, come now, give it to me you oversexed bastard." And he was pounding away and I heard myself saying out loud "For God's sake come then." Didn't hear me though. Good thing. He poured it in just as I poured mine into a pool on the floor. I was so dizzy, sweating terrible, that I had to clean the glass before I could see. There was the other one fixing herself on the bed and opening her legs wide and her friend was fingering and fondling his big cock saying "He's coming big for you Francie, so you be ready." Jeeze, that was some night. I knew I just had to come again and, boy, did it hurt. But good hurt, know what I mean? One time Jim and I hired a whore and we took turns but it weren't as good as jacking off watching other folk fucking. I don't think any two couples do it the same. Which is why, after six years, it's still so pleasuring. OK, so we could confine ourselves to the cunt videos and DVDs but like it's watching a ball game on TV – only by being there do you get the nerve-pulling sensations. Jim likes to watch the ass fuckers but we don't get many of them, only the fags. Me, I like to watch a woman work herself right up then throw herself onto a big cock and talk loud how it feels as she ups and downs. I don't see I need to feel bad about it. Jim and I are owed some pleasure - sex pleasure - for I don't see any woman wanting to mix with us, or marry or anything. Jim reckons we're damaged goods - half priced people - so what they say about accepted social rules just don't apply to us. I say we were born to be watchers. We watched a world that had families, mothers and fathers and brothers and sisters, and fun and visits, and taken places, a world we were never allowed to join. We just watched, grew up watching; reckon we will die still watching. It is not as if we are taking pictures or movies or anything. We just like seeing and then afterwards, late on hot nights, talking here on the deck - just Jim and I - about what we seen, drinking a few beers, having a laugh and waving our cocks at the stars. You having another one – night cap? I'll write on the sheet like you had supper here? Your boss won't know we don't do no food but coffee and complimentary breakfast. Been nice talking to you Don, a traveling man that understands and appreciates a bit of hot cock talk. Not done that in a long while. And bet you're like me - sleep well after a good jerk-off. The Motel This story is different from my others...I hope you enjoy it... * * * * * Click Here to listen. (26.5 min/mp3) * * * * * The Motel "If you didn't have bad luck, you would have no luck at all." This is what Cassandra heard her whole life. Thirty years later, it still rang true. She was having one of those days, weeks, months. Walking out of the courtroom, Cassie knew that Jake would be mad. She had lost the case. He was going to be pissed. She threw her manila file in the trash. All of her painstakingly procured evidence was not even heard, she was not even heard. Lighting a cigarette, she winced at the taste and feel in her throat. After a few steps and a few hits, she threw that down as well. She had just gotten them evicted. With only 5 days to move everything and find somewhere else to live. This was not an easy task in Charleston. There were places to live, but not where she wanted to . It was all going to be a mess. She was there on principal and she had just lost miserably. "Fuck." Dodging traffic, Cassie was across the street and into her car in minutes. As she pulled off the curb, all she could think about was telling her husband, Jake. He was against it in the first place. "Let sleeping dogs lie he says." "Fuck, I hate it when he is right." Too soon the apartment was in her windshield. Too soon she was home and she was not ready to face the hubby. She audibly sighed when his truck was not in the driveway. By some saving grace, she was given a little time. Quickly Cassie went into the house and jumped in the shower. She had no qualms in using her body to deter Jake from what had transpired at court. She had every intention of making him forget all about it. She smiled. Men were so easy. They have two heads and enough blood to use only one. This was a woman's gift and Jake was no different. Cassie liked them a little dumb. They were just easier to deal with. Cassandra hadn't married Jake for his mind. She had married him for his body and his abilities. He was a little taller than her 5 foot 8 frame. Maybe just an inch or two taller, but it was enough that you had to slightly incline your neck to look into his eyes. Dark slate blue eyes that just made you want to melt. He had a way of looking at you that would make you dampen in her nether regions. Every look was a suggestion. Paired with strong muscular arms and a trim waist, it was hard to say no to him. They had been married for about four years now and Cassie had learned to hate angering him. He didn't yell and scream, as she sometimes wished he would. He would leave, or ask her to. He would shut down and not talk to her for days. He would sulk. Her hands rubbed over her body in quick motions. Other days she would go slower, take pleasure in the feel of her own hands. But not today. Today, her thoughts kept her from feeling the same shivers that she usually felt. Today, she was trying to get done as soon as possible. As she was stepping into her white lace panties, Cassandra heard the front door close. Cursing to herself, she forgot the bra and walked into the living room. She stopped suddenly when she seen who was in the room. There stood Jake and his boss! Jake had a horrible grimace on his face, while Donnie had a look of unadulterated lust in his eyes. She quickly palmed her breast and squealed. Another moment passed before she had her wits about her enough to realize that she should get out of the room. Jake's footsteps were quickly following her into the back bedroom. By the time she was in the room, he was practically pushing her in to shut the door. "What the fuck are you doing? I text you earlier and told you Donnie was coming over for dinner!" Cassie sputtered, unsure what to say. "I haven't checked my phone, I had to turn it off in the..." She cut her sentence short, not wanting to talk about court in the current state of affairs. "I just got a call from the landlord. Reminding me that I had five days from today to get out. What the hell did you do?" "I am sorry okay? I thought we would win, but the judge wouldn't even look at my evidence. I was railroaded!" "Did you even cook anything?" "No, I just told you I haven't read your text." "Fuck this, I'll be back when I am ready." Jake turned on his heels and stormed out of the room. Cassandra was left clutching her bare breasts and watching his disappearing back. Hours went by and by 3 in the morning, Cassie went to bed. Tears streamed down her face as she went to sleep. The afternoon she awoke at around 2 with a serious headache. Looking into the mirror, she grimaced. Her blond curls were stuck to the side of her head because she hadn't had time to blow dry it after her shower. It hung in limp strands on the sides of her face. Her eyes were still red from crying and her vision was still blurry from the vodka. Just as well. Then she realized that he still was not home. She had a sinking feeling. She knew exactly what he had done last night. This wasn't the first time he had stayed out all night. Making her wait around. Well not this time! Cassie hurried back into the bedroom and slid her small pink suitcase out from under the bed. She threw a few clothes and toiletries inside of the bag. She almost walked out of the bedroom before she realized she was still basically naked. She smiled for the first time that day or maybe that week. There was a weight lifted off of her shoulders. A new spring in her step. She should have done this a year ago. She smiled again when she imagined how Jake would feel when he got home and she wasn't there. She did not know where, but Cassie was not going to be there when he got home. She drove for a while. She started out North on the state highway and it was an hour before she looked around. Cassie was about 20 miles outside of Lexington. She spotted a small hotel to her right and pulled in. Getting out of her car, she grabbed her purse and walked towards the office. She waited for a few moments before she rang the little silver bell on the counter. It was several more minutes before she heard a noise coming from the back. A man emerged from the back office door. He was in his early twenties and had an unkempt look of someone who didn't care. A Grateful Dead T-shirt proclaimed him the druggie that she imagined him to be. With a touch of impatience, her gaze swept over the young man. The smoke smell and the look in his eyes made it clear why she had waited so long. "I need a room for a couple nights." "Cool man. How many people?" "Just me." Her words were clipped and she meant business. She passed him her credit card and took the pre-offered key card. She thanked him quickly and walked out the door. She found her room quickly and sank down into the soft bed moments later. Before long she was fast asleep. Hours passed before she woke up again. The sun was down and Cassie was a bit disoriented. Stretching languidly, Cassie went outside and lit a cigarette. She got half way through it before she flicked it over the edge of the bannister. Spying the pool on the side of the parking lot, Cassie decided to go for a quick swim while it was empty. Going back in the room, Cassie pulled her clothes off and opened up her suitcase to grab her bathing suit. She wasn't really sure why she had brought it, but she was now glad that she had. Her eyes flittered to the full length mirror in the room, noting the way her breasts pushed up against the white material. She wondered if it would be see-through when it got wet. She had not worn it yet, so she was unsure what would happen. She didn't care though. There didn't seem to be anyone by the pool or even outside, so she figured she was safe if it did go sheer. She pulled on a grey knee-length cardigan to cover herself up as she walked across the deserted parking lot. Sliding flip flops on her feet, she left the room and pulled the door closed behind her. Cursing to herself, she realized immediately, that she did not have her key card with her. Walking down the metal staircase that led to the ground floor, Cassandra headed for the pool. Shirking off the cardigan, her nipples instantly hardened to the cool mountain air. Relieved that the water was semi warm, Cassie waded out into the pool, going under water for a minute. Smoothing her dirty blond hair out of her face when she re-surfaced, Cassie did a few laps. Allowing her body to feel the buoyancy of the water, she glided on top of the water. She tired herself out after several minutes, maybe twenty. When she finally pulled herself to the side of the deep end of the pool, her breathing was a little heavy. Leaning against the edge, she treaded water. Closing her eyes, Cassie could feel the jet about a foot down. Pressing back against the jet, she smiled when the fast moving water massaged her back muscles. The water jet felt so good on her back, a small moan escaped her lips. Her hands had a mind of their own and were soon encircling her small breasts through the thin fabric of her bathing suit. She started to wonder if she could rearrange herself to feel the jets elsewhere. Turning around and opening her eyes, Cassie looked around to see if anyone was outside. She did not see anyone, so she maneuvered down till the jets were skimming over her nipple. Cassie pulled the bathing suit top to the side, pinching the neglected nipple in her fingers. Another moan escaped her lips, her body still primed from the night before. She had expected the night to end with tantric sex, not a sulking man who walked out on her. Memories of him were diminishing as her free hand slid under the water lower. Her hand found her heated core and delved inside the white fabric. Her fingers and the water felt cold on her skin as she opened her lips. Finding the small button at the top, she pressed her fingers into it softly, teasingly. Stroking became faster as her heart raced. She was moments from slipping her finger inside of herself, when she heard a noise ahead of her. She saw a shadow by the outside of the office and then nothing. A bit embarrassed and a lot disappointed, Cassie covered herself back up and pushed away from the edge of the pool. She did several more laps before she was ready to pull herself out of the water. Using the ladder, gravity pulled her and the water as she broke the surface. Sighing, she pulled the cardigan back on because she had forgotten a towel. She pushed her wet hair out of her face and closed the front of the shirt up. She slid her sandals back on and wrung her hair out again to stop it from dripping down her back. Cassie headed to the office to get another key card. She desperately wished that she had not left it in the room. She did not want to face that young man again. When she entered the office, the air conditioning hardened her wet nipples almost painfully underneath her clothes. She looked down and quickly seen them through the two layers of fabric. Sighing to herself, she impatiently rang the bell again and waited. She did not have to wait long this time, the man entered the office seconds after the sound left the air. His gaze was now a bit hungry, sweeping over her body. She looked down and pulled the covering over her body tighter. It took her a moment to reach his face. Taking in his youthful chiseled jaw and flaming glare, her body was responding to the young man she had dismissed earlier. His demeanor had changed from their previous meeting. He looked at her like a man, not just a boy. Looking at him through veiled lashes, Cassandra cleared her suddenly dry throat. "Can I help you Cassie?" Cassie was taken aback by him saying her name, the way his mouth formed the words of her name. The sound had a seductive quality that could not be mistaken. His eyes had a humor and something a bit more primal encased in the depths. He of course had read it off the application, but still. "Yea, I um, need to get another key card. I left my other one in the room." Cassie nervously pushed her hair back from her face again, daring to look up into his eyes again. The man was watching her, his slim build hiding his body under his tie dyed shirt. His green eyes were clearer than they were before, the predatory look was still there though. "Why don't I just open your door for you? Then I won't have to make another card and charge you 5 dollars." "Okay. Thanks that will be great." The man moved quickly to the other side of the counter. His presence next to her, made her silly body go into over drive. His maleness was clear, his presence made her heated core burn even hotter. Unsure what to do, she waited for him to pass her and quietly followed behind him. She watched his small ass in his jeans with every step he took. She could make out his muscular thighs through his jeans as well, enjoying the view. Topping the landing, she stood there silently as she waited for him to open her door. He pulled out another key card and when the green light lit up, he pushed the door open. "Would you like some company?" Looking up quickly, Cassie met his eyes for a moment. The man stepped towards her as she tried to enter the room. His body moved towards hers, his lean fingers catching her waist in their grasp. He pushed her against the door hard, the air rushing out of her lips with the movement. His mouth was over hers in seconds, his tongue pushing inside of her mouth. He forced her body back, she could feel the hard knot in his pants. Thoughts of Jake entered her mind, giving her the last shred of will that she had left. She pushed up against his surprisingly hard chest, saying that she couldn't. His hands were running down the side of her, trying to find their way into her cardigan. She had to grab his hands and push him away harder. As much as her body wanted to feel what this man had to offer, she could not go through with it. She was married and she believed in monogamy. Even if her body did not. The man left after she made it clear that it was not going to happen. Cassie sighed and slumped back down into the bed. She tried to touch herself, finish what she had started in the pool. But after a few minutes of rubbing, it became clear that her body did not want her hands. Her body wanted a man's touch. It wanted Jake's touch. Or maybe it wanted the young man down in the lobby. Cassandra looked at the phone on the dresser longingly. Did she dare? Rising from the bed, her shaky hand grasped the phone and dialed the zero. When his voice came over the line, she told him that she wanted some company after all. The line was dead before she could say another word. Cassie gasped moments later when she heard the knock on the door. Shaking a little, Cassie pulled on the knob. The younger man walked in quickly not saying a word. His long brown hair was pulled back into a ponytail. He pulled his shirt off as he moved towards her, Cassie found herself backing up a few steps. She was second guessing her decision as she seen the look in her eyes. She was unsure if she could go through with this, never having cheated before. But when his hands grasped the sides of her face to pull her close, her only thought was of his touch. His lips were soft and insistent on hers. His body was overwhelming her slighter one, pushing her closer to the bed until her back calves hit the end. He kept dominating her with his mouth and over-riding her senses with his body. Cassie found herself falling on to the soft hotel bed, her body instantaneously crushed with his. She was still in her bathing suit, she had discarded her over shirt. Cassie could feel the rough chest hairs of the young man, his hands were racing over her body again. There was an urgency to his moves that she had not felt in some years. His body was pressing against hers, his tongue was twisting inside her mouth, coaxing her to join him. Cassandra was over whelmed to say the least, she could only feel at this point. One of his hands had found their way under her bikini top, his calloused fingers started to pinch one of her nipples. Cassie moaned into his open mouth, spurring him on. He pressed his groin into her and answered with a groan of his own. Pulling his lips away from her, the man pulled on her bottoms until she heard a rip. Her top followed and she found herself completely naked underneath this stranger. She doubted her decision, until she felt his mouth on her breast. Closing her eyes and grabbing the dark ponytail, Cassie urged the man lower, where her body desperately wanted it. He did not move. He spent what felt like hours licking her nipples, going from one to the other. Swirling his tongue around them, driving her crazy. His hand at least touched her where she wanted, his fingers sliding up and down her slit. She could feel her wetness on his fingers, she cried out when he entered her with one of his slim rough fingers. Cassie climaxed with the entrance, this was what her body needed, what it was craving. Cassie heard him chuckle a bit, and then move lower down with his mouth. His tongue now swirled on her stomach, delving into her belly button, while his finger continued to pump into her through her orgasm. He added another finger to the first as his mouth found its way to the top of her mound. Licking his way down, his tongue finds her nub and starts to lap up her juices. Cassandra's body exploded after only a few minutes. His fingers worked themselves in and out of her soppen wet hole. Her body clamped down onto his digits as another spasm of pleasure coursed through her. She screamed out again, her hands trying desperately to pull him up. "Please, oh God." Cassie was unsure what she was begging for, she was unsure what she needed. But when he finally removed his fingers from her tight cavern and his tongue from her clit, Cassie sighed in relief. Her eyes were closed again as she felt his weight shift off the bed. When she opened them, he was in the process of pulling his pants down. Her eyes were riveted to his naked form, his impossibly hard dick. He was shaved completely, making his penis look even larger. It was thick and pointed up a little bit on the end. He wasted no time climbing back on top of her body, his rod scorching every inch of her that it touched. She opened up her legs, directing his manhood inside of her. The pair both groaned in unison as he quickly entered her wet flesh. He took her breath away with his powerful thrust. He reached the depths of her that Jake had never reached. Unlike the tender love of her husband though, this man rammed into her again and again with little mercy. His strokes gyrated the bed against the wall and pushed Cassie further into the bed. She wrapped her legs around his bucking torso, pulling him closer, deeper inside of her. Her pussy walls clamped around his length, as she came again with him inside of her. Desperately, she pushed on the young man who did not seem to be stopping anytime soon. She pulled his face down to hers and kissed him passionately. She pulled away from him and whispered into his ear, begging him for his cum. Her tongue lightly licked his ear, his undoing. He roared above her jackhammering a few more pumps, his ejaculation so strong she could feel it shoot inside of her. He collapsed on top of her, his weight pinning her down as cum slid out with his dick. She laid there stunned, not believing what she had just did. Her last thought before she passed out, was of her husband, Jake. She heard the door close minutes later, but she did not have the energy to say anything.