Chapter 1 #
The tension was so high you could sense it between them. Neither said a word for most of the drive. As Mike drove, his mind ran wild with emotions, and imagination and desire.
She kept sneaking glances at him, her cheeks blushing slightly each time. She would look him up and down, focusing on his strong arms and the wisps of chest hair protruding from his partially open button up shirt. The hint of his chest muscles peeking out as he drove.
She sighed, and squirmed in her seat slightly, feeling the tension in her body making her uncomfortable.
Mike looked over, seeing her looking out the window, her hand to her mouth and biting a nail. He moves a hand off the steering wheel and slowly slides it across her leg and rests it on her thigh. She tenses slightly under the sudden touch and looks down at his hand and up to him looking at her out of the corner of his eye, a slight smile on his face.
She lightly bites her lip and puts her hand on his, giving it a squeeze to hold it there. “Hey,” she says, her voice slightly husky, “We’re not there yet” she adds with a smile of her own.
She squeezes his hand again and pulls it more into her lap. His fingers explore caressing the bare skin of her inner thigh, feeling the delicate and sensitive skin. He lets his fingers lightly brush the light fabric of her pantiess feeling the warmth radiating from her.
She gasps slightly and closes her fingers around his, holding them away from her sensitive areas.
“Stop!” she whispers, playfully. “Not yet”.
Mike tries to pull his hand back, but she holds on to it, placing it deliberately back on her leg where he first rests it and holds it there. A look of intensity in her eyes.
They continued to drive in silence, Mike’s turn to squirm in his seat, feeling his pants getting tighter and wanting to adjust himself but not being able to.
Chapter 2 #
They arrive at the motel in Paleto, the ocean breeze wafting up and across the dusty parking lot as they parked. They get out and April waits by the car as Mike gets the keys. April Adjusts her skirt, and fluffs her shirt, making sure things where they needed to be.
Mike strides back, keys in hand, and points towards a room near the end of the row. She catches up and walks behind him, admiring his perfectly groomed deep brown/red hair glinting in the sun.
He turns to a room door and unlocks it, stepping back to let her through.
She steps in, looking around at the plainly adorned room. Wood panelling lined the dimly lit walls. The only light from the open door and muted rays of sun coming through the yellowing sheer drapes that hung loosely in front of the small window.
The room had a musty odour, and looked like it had not been used in a while. Dust floated lazily in the beams of sunlight and coated most of the surfaces she could see. A plain double bed sat in the middle of the room against the wall, with unremarkable white bedding tightly fitted over the uncomfortable looking mattress.
On the bedside table, a cheap alarm clock radio combo unit with flip down numbers whirred quietly as the time advanced, a small clack as the next minute dropped into place.
Mike quietly closes the door, letting it latch behind him. He flicks the light switch by the door. A pair of sconces on either side of the bed flicker to life, two dim light bulbs struggles barely to fill the room with a sickly yellow light.
Even in the poor light, April looked radiant. Her beauty almost seemed to exude its own light that filled his eyes as he took her in. She stood, her back to the bed, looking back at him.
“I want you now” He whispers, his passion evident in his breathless expression. She nods slowly, her eyes already undressing him.
Without another word, Mike moves to her and picks her up and crushed his lips onto hers, their tongues exploring each other. Each kiss more intense than before.
He drops her onto the bed, with a grin. She caught her breath as she looked up at him standing over her. His shirt was open, his wide, strong chest moving with his breath. Her eyes traced down to his crotch. The imprint of his manhood stretching the fabric of his pants, bursting to get out.
She sits up and hooks his belt loosening it before pulling the top button of his pants and starting to pull the zipper down, she saw the bare skin that showed he wasn’t wearing boxers. Her eyes widened as the base of his cock was just visible, his pubic hair popping out. She squirms out of her skirt and her skimpy white thong that did little to hide much but the growing wetness from the deep arousal she had been feeling since the moment she got in the car together.
He moves his hands behind her and releases the clasp on her bra, and it springs open, her breasts eager to be free. She lets it slide off, and arches her back slightly, accentuating the firm perkiness of her round breasts.
She watches the bulge in his partially undone pants grow even more. A look of raw desire in his eyes as he looks her over. He shifts his hips and lets the pants drop away, his girth manhood now unhindered, hanging heavily between them.
“Oh, Mike…” She whispers in a gasp. She was amazed by its size. It was not unreasonably large, but still the largest she had experienced herself by a wide margin.
Mike slides his hands around and carefully caresses her tits, feeling the soft skin before grabbing them. He feels her firm nipples between his fingers, massaging them gently, listening to her breathing change under his touch.
Mike pushes her gently until she is lying back on the bed. He leans himself down over her, nose to nose. He lets his cock slide along her inner thigh until it caresses her pussy, letting it linger.
She moans, softly, before reaching up and sinking her fingers into his hair and pressing her pelvis into him. He pushed into her and started passionately kissing April’s luscious lips, his tongue gently coaxing her mouth open and continued deep sensual kissing.
They came up for air a few moments later, both gasping,
“Mike…” she gasps, her cheeks flushed, her eyes glistening from the intensity of their passion.
“You doing okay?” He asks, slightly concerned.
With a slight nod, she whispers, “Don’t stop”.
Encouraged, he started kissing her again while she squirmed and pushed against his weight, feeling his manhood pressing into her.
She moaned as he started to explore her. He nuzzled against her neck, nibbling and kissing his way up to her earlobe, evoking ticklish sensation. ‘Ooh,’ she whispered, goosebumps radiating across her body as he continued down.
He stopped at her breasts, glistening with perspiration. He starts with one breast, teasing, kissing and nibbling on the nipple while fingering and massaging the other. She moans lightly under him, grinding her body into his.
He works his way down her stomach and navel, kissing and teasing as he goes, one hand still exploring her breasts, the other working down along her side and ass as he arrives at her pussy. Her delicious, tight womanhood was enrobed in curly red pubic hair. He looks up into her eyes as she watches him, her expression strained with expectation and desire. He draws her legs apart and starts to tease her inner thighs, kissing and drawing his face into her.
Mike swirls his tongue around her throbbing clitoris as he gently inserts two fingers into her already wet pussy. His fingers and tongue work in tandem to draw her closer to the edge. Her legs stiffen, and she thrusts her pelvis into him as her body is washed with waves of pleasure, each one more intense than the last.
Unrelenting, he continues to pleasure her as she starts to moan between ragged breaths. He keeps going, reaching his free hand back up to tease her nipples as he continues to work her. Her fingers close on his head and push it closer as her pelvis thrusts up in a shuddering orgasm.
“Miiike, Oh. Mike” she cries in pleasure, her face flushed red, and her eyes glassed over. Her eyes roll up as the waves of her orgasm pound mind every sensation.
As the waves of pleasure wash over her, he crawls back over her and kisses her again. He moves himself between her legs, and she opens to accept him. As he continues to kiss her, he teases her pussy with the head of his hard cock.
She feels him teasing and moans again, pressing up to him, to will him to enter her. With an enthusiastic thrust, he pushes himself into her, feeling as her wet, tight pussy envelopes his manhood.
April gasps as he penetrates her. She wraps her legs around him to hold him in place, and they make hard, passionate love for what felt like an eternity, feeling each other’s bodies joined at one kissing and sharing each other’s every breath and movement.
Already having climaxed once, April was the first to orgasm again, her body convulsing with the intensity of this second orgasm, her back arching underneath them. She cried out a long shuddering moan as she climaxed, her muscles squeezing hard on him as he kept thrusting, his orgasm hitting in response to hers.
His rhythmic thrusts increased intensity until he made one final hard thrust into her. She felt his hot juices explode inside her, his juices mixing with hers, his face a mask of raw pleasure and intensity. He rolled off her onto his back beside her, his still hard, throbbing cock still dribbling the last bits of his cum onto his stomach.
They both laid there, breathing heavily, processing the pleasure and feelings that still radiated from them. The stuffy, hot room seemed cool now after the sweating intensity they just shared.
He looked over at her face, still flushed, almost glowing after the experience. “Wow”. It was all she could manage between breaths. She found his hand and held it. She moved her hand along her body, squeezing her breasts before fingering her pussy absently, feeling the juices that still ebbed out.
“We made quite the mess” she said with a smirk before bringing her fingers up to her mouth and tasting the wetness. He looked at her with a smile, “Yeah, I guess so,” He answered, watching her with amusement. He rolled over to be beside her, pressed up against her and kissed her again. She feels his still semi hard cock against her leg and looks down at it.
“You seem like you’re ready to go again” a smirk on the corners of her lips.
“Probably,” he answers, “But we likely don’t have that kinda time,” He adds with a wink.
She laughs and pushes him off to get up. “I’m going to go shower, You behave” she teases as she gets up and strolls into the bathroom waving her hips exaggeratedly as she goes.
“No promises” he calls after, as he watches her go, his cock already getting hard again watching her butt move.
Chapter 3 #
As Mike continues to lie in bed, he listens to the shower start and run. He looks down at his cock, still erect after everything that happened so far, the scent of her still strong in his senses.
Mike sighs and pops out of bed, walking toward the bathroom. He opens pushes open the door to see April bent over the tub trying to get the comically small toiletries ready for her shower. His eyes fall to her delicious butt wiggling as she worked her pussy visible between her legs invitingly.
She turns to see him enter with a mix of surprise and excitement. “Oh, hey” she says as she looks down and sees his erection, “I see you really are ready for more”
In answer, he closes to her and presses himself to her from behind, she straightens up and leans into him. He wraps his arms around her and holds her close and kisses the side of her neck. She moans softly, wrapping her hands around his arms and holding tight. She starts to move her butt, pressing it into his manhood. He moans softly, starting to move himself in response. He moves his hands down, He grabs her breast with one hand, squeezing it and the other hand moving between her legs to her pussy, feeling the wetness there. She closes her eyes and moans softly.
He positions himself behind her again and moves both hands to her hips to guide her. She arches her back slightly and spreads her legs slightly to expose her womanhood better to him. With one hand, he guides his cock and inserts himself into her hot, wet pussy from behind. She gasps slightly before bracing herself against the wall and sink in the small bathroom.
They made love again, his hands exploring her as they fucked, his hands caressing her breasts neck and down to her clit from the front until they once more shared a shuddering, intense climax in the tiny bathroom.
Chapter 4. #
They drove back in silence, both recalling the events in the motel room and the deep moments they shared.
After what seemed like an eternity, April turns and asks Mike, “So, was that enough? Did we get it out of our systems?”
“Maybe,” Mike responds absently. “I guess we’ll see”
“I guess so” She responds, a slight smile on her lips as she looked out the window at the ocean that stretched off into the horizon as they drove south back to the city.