She looked quite tall, almost six feet in bare feet, and her auburn hair was so long that it tumbled over her front, almost hiding those spectacular breasts. Her boobs were huge but firm, and they were topped off with delicate pink nipples that looked perfect for sucking on. Her toned legs were long and slim, and the cheeks of her bum were well-shaped and equally rounded. Her green eyes smouldered, and she pursed her ruby lips as she blew me kiss after kiss. She was the sort of female who probably knew everything there was to know about sex and would no doubt give satisfaction to any lucky man she chose to be intimate with. She was the sort of self-confident woman who could ask for five grand an hour for her services and would earn every penny. She was the Rolls Royce of ladies, and I hungered for a test drive.

x

"Ooh, yes! Ooh, yes! Oh fuck, fuck, fuck! Yes, baby, yes. Give it to me!"

I drove in and out at a rate of knots as I screwed my wife to the mattress. Her plump body, curvy but flabby, jerked in sharp spasms as each of my thrusts probed deep into her wetness. Her freckled skin glowed with a sheen of sex-induced sweat as her arms and legs threatened to squeeze the life out of me like a python. Jenny pumped her hips at me as I shot my load into her sweaty muff, and in her ecstasy, she squirmed with delight, twisting into the orgasm as it racked her body.

"Oh, John. I love it when you cum in me."

I rolled off as my twenty-year-old spouse tottered off to the bathroom to clean up. I settled in the damp patch, looked up at the ceiling of the cheap motel room, and sighed. At the age of forty, we had decided to take a road trip along the coastal line of England to celebrate our twentieth anniversary, but my heart wasn't in it. After raising two children and settling into a mundane life, I was bored and frustrated. Although Jenny still loved sex, it was always in the same position, with little or no foreplay. I was pretty good in bed, and my manhood was a fairly decent-sized organ. I dreamed constantly of having my cock sucked and experimenting with other positions, but my wife considered those options dirty and depraved. Suck my cock! Put that thing in my mouth! Ugh!

I got up and looked out of the grubby window that did not open in our second-floor room, as the sun was just setting. Across the way, I saw another room with the blind opened, and as I rubbed my dick idly, she came into my vision. The woman looked to be in her mid-twenties and was stark-bollock naked. Her body was simply stunning. A wet dream came true, and what's more, she was beckoning to me with spread hands. Despite the windows being shut, I could hear her calling.

"John, John, come to me. It's time. Come to me, John, John."

Jenny came back into the room, and the vision of beauty shrank away from my view. I lay awake all night thinking of the dark-haired vixen in an attempt to remember every detail of her desirable body. Fucking that girl would be so delicious.

x

As we went down to enjoy our complimentary breakfast, I noticed only four more guests and my dream boat was not one of them. I spoke to the desk clerk on the sly, and he told me that there were only four of twenty rooms occupied. Jenny and I spent the day out and dined at a local restaurant before heading back. I feigned having a belly ache and turned in early. Sure enough, at about midnight, I went and looked out to the other room, and there she was. Naked, save for a white diaphanous gown that was draped over her shoulders. Her huge tits heaved, and her thighs scissored in some sexual arousal as she called out to me.

"It's time, John. I need you to come to me. John, come to me. Come. Come."

I wracked my brains and tried to figure out the layout of the motel rooms and which one might be hers. I followed a line with my eyes and outstretched hands and guessed she must have been in room 13. I took a step back from the window, lest my throbbing erection might bore a hole in the bedroom wall. I hurriedly put my dressing gown over my pajama bottoms and made for the door.

"John? Are you better?"

"I feel like taking a stroll. The cool night air might make me feel good."

I scurried through the hallways and found my goal. I knocked on the door of 13 tentatively.

"Is that you, John?"

"It is. Can you let me in?"

"I can't open the door from this side. Just push."

I did so, and the door opened to a stunning vision of a white room. White-washed walls, white carpet, and white bed linen.

My desire lay on the circular bed in thigh-high black boots and elbow-length black gloves. She was stroking her thighs where the tops of her boots finished and succulent flesh was bared.

"I knew you would hear me, John. You are my one hope."

"But how do you know me? Who are you?"

"It matters not. I am yours to love. Take me, ravish me, and do what thou wilt. It's been so long since I was loved."

My cock rose to attention as I came closer to the bed. Her classic pose of legs open and arms raised to draw me in was like waving a red flag at a bull. I leered at the lush curves of her firm and creamy breasts, her booted legs that were bent at the knee, and her trimmed beaver mound that begged to be split asunder. Her face was framed by her lustrous mane, and her unabashed gaze hypnotized me as I joined her.

I took her in my arms, and we kissed passionately as she caressed my chest and biceps. I dropped my pants, and my full erection bumped her thigh just left of her snatch. I leaned into her lush bosom, and my lips brushed over the raised texture of her nipples. I cupped her left tit as I devoured her right nub with light sucks and tiny nibbles. She moaned accordingly, and she jutted forward, offering me her rounded breasts for feasting. As I slobbered and dribbled on each dreamy tit, in turn, her hands moved south in search of my aching spike. My hips shifted, and I humped the palms of her hands in a simulation of fucking.

"Lick me. There."

I gulped as I contemplated going down on another woman, and I nearly shot my load right there and then. I slithered down, and my face met her mound. I widened her legs, and the whisper of leather boots on a fresh sheet tantalized me further as my mouth came to her wet pussy. With my head wedged between her legs, I swiped her slit with my flattened tongue, savouring the exhilarating taste and scent of a woman. She grabbed my head and pulled me closer to her sex, wrapping her left boot around my right flank.

"John, John. I've waited so long."

Me too, I thought as the thrill of the moment rushed through me. I licked her juicy gash faster and longer, with a solid rhythm and a sense of urgency. Her young and nubile body responded eagerly to every lick and probe of my darting tongue. My nose brushed her clitoris, and the goddess babbled deliriously in her heated ardour. For some unfathomable reason, the busty babe surrendered her young and tight body to me, and I welcomed the victory.

"More, more."

She was so close. Just a little more, and she would tip over the precipice. Her fingernails scraped my back as I brought her closer to the edge. With a cry and a gush, she came and flooded my mouth with her love juices. I took a breather and wiped my lips as I looked down at the sensual vision.

The next thing I knew was on my back, and she was upright in my lap. The curvaceous beauty took my pulsing dick and pressed it to her pussy. She rocked left and right and then let my bell end inside her molten cave. With bouncing tits, she lowered herself onto my whole length and descended slowly. Her bottom felt like a cushion on my groin as she started to ride up high and smash down with serious intent.

"Look, John. We're fucking! Isn't it so much better with me?" Fuck yeah, I agreed as I fondled her flanks, boobs, and belly as she happily writhed to my touch. "So good. I love it."

She purred in bliss on my hose, and her sultry locked onto mine as we fucked and fucked.

"I needed you so badly," she whispered with a glint of the devil in her large green eyes.

In my reawakened lust, I took control, and we tipped over so that I was on top of her and between her splayed legs. I screwed her with a rocking motion so that her boots caressed my lower back. Her supple body danced into mine as we embraced and kissed. The wanton vision of beauty bucked and thrashed like a wild beast as my cock bottomed out inside her. Another orgasmic tremor shook her from tip to toe, and she let out a plaintive groan, surrendering to her release and giving me her soul. I let my pulsating knob nestle inside her, then I went to town.

"Fuck me! Give me your seed!"

My weight bore down on her as I plunged into her deeply and thoroughly. I rammed in and out at a rate of knots, and she kicked out with her boots and howled. Her pussycat was heaven, and her delectable body was divine as I fucked her with an unfaltering rhythm. I glided back and forth, drilling my dream girl until I was ready to shoot. She arched her back and raised her head, staring directly at me as I pumped and pumped and pumped inside her. My dick tingled with a thousand explosions as I flooded her pussycat with my cum.

"Yes! That was what I wanted, darling John."

Both of our heated bodies were drenched in sweat, and still in her orgasmic glow, the goddess squirmed out from under me and rose up from the bed.

"I want to be here forever!" I cried as I lay on my back on the bed.

"And so you shall, dear John. So you shall."

I watched her with some concern when she opened the door to the room, when before she could not. I got up to follow

her, but each time I twisted the door handle, it wouldn't budge. I ran my hands through my hair in a panic as I looked around the glaring white room for another exit. I hastened to the window and tried to unlock it but to no avail. I looked out of the reinforced glass and saw Jenny peering out of our window in our room. I waved and banged on the glass frantically in order to attract her attention.

"Jenny, Jenny! I'm over here! Jenny! Come to me! Come to me! Can you hear me? COME TO ME!"

END