Motel Sex

There was this guy hanging out at the hotel, and listening to one of the windows. So, I went up, and asked what was going on?

He had a coffee cup, he held up to the glass, and before I even asked him, I could hear thumping through the wall. So, I giggled, and said “Somebody’s boning in there.”

“Yeah,” he turned around, and handed me the cup. ‘sh, you want to hear them?’ He asked quietly, so I nodded, and held it up to my ear. Careful not to bump the glass, but he didn’t really have to shush me.

She was moaning real loudly, and the thumping was even louder! ‘are they married?’ I whispered, ‘or having an affair?’

‘i think they’re having an affair, which means they’re both married.’ He leaned over so he could whisper quietly. ‘they’re lesbians.’

I shook my head, realizing that I couldn’t hear the man grunting, because there wasn’t one, and if I listened closely, I think I could almost tell them apart, but I must’ve made a face. So, when I gave him his cup back, he asked. ‘what’s wrong, don’t you like lesbians?’

I shrugged, ‘i don’t hate them,’ but then I imagined licking pussy, and shook my head.

‘so, you like men?’

“I’m horny, now.” I backed up, and looked around. “I bet you got a big boner too, so can I see it?”

“Not here,” he walked right past me, and patted my back, but he knew a place. There was a hole in the fence, and that’s what I was doing there in the first place. I could take a short cut through there, and the bike trails, but the arroyo was dry, so it was pretty easy to climb down.

He unzipped his pants, but he lost his boner, and had to flop it up and down to get hard again. “Huh, can I touch it?” I reached out, and he moved his hand, so I could pick it up, and squeeze it. “Huh, can you touch me too?” He got down on 1 knee, with his dick hanging out, but that was too low. So, I straddled his knee, and pulled on it, while he grabbed my butt, and pulled me in, so his leg rubbed between my legs.

So, I humped it, while I kept a good grip on his hard-on. Stroking it up and down, but then he felt the buttons on my hip. He unbuttoned my pants, and pushed the zipper down, so the could touch my underwear in front, but I kept humping until he stopped rubbing my pubes, and sucked in his mask.

“Uh huh!” He started shaking, which really rubbed me the right way, and I stuck my knee out. Most of it got on my pant leg, and I let go to hug him.

“Huh, hold still. Uh!” Now, I could really hump him hard, and his hands slipped around to grab my butt inside my pants. “I think I’m close. Yeah.” He pushed me harder, and faster until I finally got a great orgasm like that, and he sat down. Holding me in his lap, trembling, and overwhelmed by the pleasure of sex.

Well, as close to sex as I could get, up until then. I just rested my head on his shoulder, and smelled his hair, until I could breathe. He cuddled me, and felt my butt a lot with one hand. Rubbing my legs with the other, and murmering things in his deep voice, I didn’t bother to remember.

Finally, he got hard again, and crossed his legs. So, I could lay down in the sand, with my head in his lap. His hands down my pants, and his dick head in my mouth. I could already taste his cum, smeared all over the head, but I just held onto that. Licked around, and round, stroking the rest the best I could, but it was an awkward angle.

I didn’t mind it too bad, but finally, he rewarded me with another bunch of hot yummy shots right in my mouth. I gulped them down, and rolled over to lay back, and pulled my mask back up. “Huh!” I sighed. “Can I see your face?”

“Yeah,” he reached up to his mask, and he had young looking eyes, but then I saw the grey, and white beard around his mouth. He smiled, and his teeth were disgusting, which ruined the mood. I closed my eyes, and shook my head. Zipping up the side of my pants, so he had to pull his hand out. That kinda ruined the mood, so I sat up, and he tucked it back in, to zip up his fly.

It’s weird, how what little I saw of his pubes were brown, and even his pony tail only had a couple strands of grey, when I thought to check. He helped me climb back up the bank, and felt my butt again when he had the chance, but it’s my fault for not asking how old he was. He climbed up after me, and got out a pipe. With a ziplock full of tobacco, but he asked “When can I see you again?” Before he lit up.

“I don’t know,” I didn’t want to be rude, but it was just his teeth. If they weren’t so brown, and messed up. Maybe he could have even done oral sex on me. I was thinking about it when I was in his lap, you know, to return the flavor?

I just shrugged, and ran off. Oh well, I guess he wasn’t perfect, but it was still pretty good for my first time.

Not at all the way I imagined it, though. Then, I thought about maybe doing it with another girl, some day. As long as I don’t have to eat her out, but I just realized there was other stuff we could do. Like fingering, and leg humping of course. I wondered why that never even turned me on before, when my uncle, or grandaddy did that.

I don’t know, maybe it’s because I was too little, and of course, it was just my uncles. My daddy never bounced me on his knee like that, or a girl, but I know some. I mean lots of girls, of course, but you know. Some of them are definitely interested in trying some stuff like that? I’m not naming any names, but I bet some of them might even try it with me.

As long as I don’t have to go down on them. Ew, no, that’s a dealbreaker, but we don’t have to do that, right?

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