Where it happened: Motel Room
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 9
Category: Straight
It was dark when I finally arrived at the small town. I had been hitching from Dunedin northwards to Picton to catch the ferry. It had been a shit day, very few cars, and most of those didn’t want to pick anyone up, let alone a single male.
I made my way to the duty motel; there was no backpackers or hostel. I felt like crap. Hot, dirty, a little sun burnt and just wanted a shower and a sleep. My body ached and my mind felt like mush. I was also unhappy about having to pay for a motel.
Just as I was walking up the drive, a Ford TX5 (I remember, because I really HATE Fords) pulled into the drive. It pulled up outside the Motel office, and a girl got out. She was nice, not model material, but then, sexy is an attitude not a look.
She had long fawn blonde hair, and was about 5’5″. She carried herself with confidence, and although she was not the modern model beauty, she was certainly the old fashion beautiful. Despite myself, I stood and watched. She must have seen me in the reflection of the glass door, because she looked over her shoulder, and the light above the door highlighted a beautiful smile. She turned, and went in.
I must have been quite a sight. Road clothes, worn jeans, sweat stained tee shirt and denim shirt. Big pack on my back and a camera strung around my neck. A real traveller or weird local. I probably stunk so much that she could smell me from the office.
I hung around outside, not wanting her to be in the office when I went in. After a few minutes the door opened, and she came out of the office. She looked at me, and smiled, then with an Irish accent, asked if I had travelled far. I told my day’s events, finding it easy to talk. She seemed genuinely interested. We spent a few minutes chatting, when I got the surprise of my life. She asked if I would like the other bed in her room. Then said letÆs get cleaned up, and see if there was a pub around.
By now I was feeling pretty awkward, not being very good around women. But maybe my exhausted state was getting past my timid nature, I said that would be great and we started walking to the room. I was very aware of her next to me. She must have noticed something, because she asked if I was okay. I just mumbled about needing a shower bad. She giggled and told me not to worry about it. She liked the smell, and found it quite sexy. I blushed, and she laughed even more.
When we got to the room, I put my pack down, and scanned the room. It was a typical motel, a double bed and a single chair/bed. She said she just had to use the bathroom before I hogged it. I got my pack opened and was rummaging when she sneaked up behind me and whispered that there was a bath, but no shower. She startled me, and I just about fell across my pack. She cracked up with laughter.
She suggested I go have a bath while she went up the road and got burgers and some beer. She was still smiling after scaring me, and I just smiled and said that would be great. She left. I ran the bath, found some gel and put it under the flow of water. Soft smells of rose and lemon filled the room. I have a bit of a soft spot for smelly baths when I am on the road. ItÆs incredibly relaxing and I desperately needed a bit of R & R. Slipping into the water was absolute heaven. My sunburnt arms tingling and the steam making me sweat the grim of travel from my skin.
I woke with a start. Opening my eyes, there she was. Slipping into the water, I saw her thighs disappear under the bubbles, the water coming up to just above her gorgeous nipples. She was grinning, and I felt her legs slip between mine. I was speechless, smiling wide-eyed like a little boy in a candy store. In a voice that sent shivers through my body she ask if I minded. I just grinned.
She leaned forward and gave me a quick kiss, her feet pushing lightly against my rapidly growing penis. She reached over the side of the batch and picked up to cans of Speights, passing me one. The other she shook and popped open pointed towards me, and the ice-cold liquid hit me, stinging like a burn. I jumped, and slipped under the water, my groin pushing forward into her feet. She moved her legs up, and pushed her feet past me, resting against my waist.
By now I was pretty much fully aroused. She reached forward under the water, and took my hard penis in her hand. With a smile she used delicate fingers, and rolled back my foreskin, exposing the sensitive glands to the hot water. I squirmed a little until I was used the heat, then relaxed again. She stroked her hand up and down my length a few times, then cupped my balls. After a moment, she took her hand away, her face full of mischief.
Content with sitting in the bath for the moment, we chatted and drank beer. Every now and then we would kiss, and slowly we moved closer and closer. The water eventually lost its heat, emphasised by the heat our aroused bodies were feeling. After about three cans of beer, we got up from the bath and helped dry each other. This was the first time I saw her whole body, and it was truly magnificent. My hard cock was even harder by the time we walked hand in hand to the other room. I admired her body as we moved to the bed, and lay, kissing and stroking each other gently.
I looked into her eyes, gently taking her head in my hands and softly kissed her forehead, the her eyebrows, her eyes, the bridge of her nose, down to the tip of her nose, then her cheeks, and then gently licked her upper lip. Then I firmly kissed her, my arms pulling her sweet body to mind in a strong but sensual embrace. Her breasts pushing into my chest, hips pushing into each otherÆs curves. We kissed, and touched each other, exploring new territory. I would kiss her hard nipples, and she would squirm, and push me away, and take mine in her mouth, nipping and biting softly around, then sucking softly.
Slowly our lovemaking became more heated, more passionate, and then I entered her warm wetness. We made love slowly, enjoying the sensations, kissing, and touching each other all over. I slipped out of her, and she rolled onto her front, and I entered her from behind, deep into wet pussy. I could feel her muscle tightening and releasing around my hard cock as a slid in and out of her depths. I moved in a slow rhythm, then speed up, pounding hard into her. She started whispering æyes, yes, fuck me, fuck me hard!ÆThen I would slow and she bounced against me like a crazy woman, then we would settle into a gentle rhythm again.
We made love for what seemed an eternity. She came, pushing hard against me, and we rolled onto our sides, and fucked slowly with me still behind her. Finally I could hold back no more, and came deep inside her, pushing hard and fast. She had a little orgasm as I came, sucking me deep, then pushing me almost all the way out.
We fell asleep, my softening penis slipping out of her.
When I woke, she was gone. There was a note, saying thank you for a wonderful time. When I went to the office, thinking I would have to pay, the manager said everything was taken care of. She had paid cash and her name was Debbie, of Auckland.
I never saw her again.
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