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Okay, Matthew. Fuck me! Fuck me hard!

In one big, fast move Matthew wrapped both of his strong arms around Vanessa, pulled her tight down on him, and rolled them over. In his passion, he hadn't taken into account that she was in the middle of a downward plunge at the time. As a result, they rolled over and landed not on the bed, but on the ragged motel carpet. Matthew reached up quickly and grabbed both pillows off of the bed. He jammed one of them under Vanessa's head and the other one under her ass.

Somehow amidst all of this they had managed to remained locked together. Matthew hardly missed a beat. He pulled his thick, stiff cock nearly all of the way out of Vanessa then thrust back in with all of the force that he could manage. Their skin slapping each other sounded as loud as if his hand had slapped her ass. Again and again he pounded into her, his breath coming now only in short gasps. He didn't have enough energy left to kiss as they fucked. All at once, he felt his cock throb so hard that he knew he couldn't last much longer. Through a hoarse voice he managed to gasp, "Anytime baby, anytime!"

 

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The wind was temporarily knocked out of her as she landed on her back beneath Matthew. The pillows that he managed to shove beneath her head and back provided some cushion against the hard floor.

Then he began in earnest, pumping his cock deep and strong within her. She crossed her feet behind his butt, helping to impale herself upon his cock. Her breast rocked back and forth, standing as proud mounds on her chest.

She felt the tension building, threatening to erupt into one mind-blowing orgasm.

Anytime baby, anytime!

"Ah... Ah...I'm there!" It was there, just waiting to topple her over. She reached up, pulling and squeezing on her tender nipples and suddenly she was up there, twitching and crying out, her pussy gushing her creamy wetness, providing lots of moisture for Matthew's cock. Her body shook as she cried out in ecstasy. She came so hard that she couldn't catch her breath.

 

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Ah... Ah...I'm there!

The spasm's Vanessa's loud orgasm clinched her pussy tight around Matthew's cock. That was all it took. Nearly in unison he yelled, "Yes! Fuck! Yes! Vanessa!" as spasms seized his body. Matthew exploded into Vanessa with a force that he couldn't remember having before.

Matthew let himself down and rolled them over on their sides. Even with the pillow under Vanessa's ass he worried that his weight on her on the hard floor would be crushing. Recovering his breath after a minute or so, he he smiled wickedly and said, "Well, Vanessa, you seem to be pretty good at the game that I invented."

 

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Vanessa felt Matthew cum deep inside, the force of it triggering a shiver of delight as she felt its warmth.

They both were out of breath and panting as Matthew rolled them over on their sides facing each other. She smiled at him running her hands over his chest, just liking the feel of his skin beneath her fingers.

"I love your game. And you're very adept at fucking under extreme conditions, you know, thinking on your feet, or rather on my back. I appreciate the pillows, by the way." She smiled again. "Damn, I needed that!"

 

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Matthew smiled back at Vanessa and proclaimed, "Well...you are pretty damn good at fucking as well. In fact, you wore me out, my friend. I need to take a couple of minutes to lay here and rest after that!" He rolled over on his back and closed his eyes, as his breathing started to return to normal.

But it was all a ruse. He was exhausted, but what he needed was time to think about what he wanted to do next. In truth he had started flirting with Vanessa since the moment she came to his table; it didn't take long for her to join right in. Even before they left Hank's it was clear that they were going to one of their rooms to have sex. After their kiss in the parking lot and their follow-up kiss immediately upon arriving in his room, it was clear to Matthew that they both wanted to fuck each other as hard as they could. They both desperately needed to get off, and they certainly did just that.

But it was no more than that for Matthew and he knew it. He was impressed positively by some of Vanessa's personal qualities, but their encounter was solely physical to him. He otherwise felt no affection for Vanessa. So, the quandary: Was he obliged to offer for her to spend the night with him? Did he even want that, other than possible access to another round of bone-jarring sex? He felt no impulse to hold Vanessa in his arms, or kiss her softly. To a substantial degree, Matthew realized, he would relish being in the room by himself, turning the antiquated big belly TV to some movie channel or pull out one of the books that he had brought , and drift off to sleep.

Despite his cold detachment from the woman who had just rocked his socks off, Matthew was not altogether unfeeling or unkind. As he lay on the floor, eyes closed, he realized that he had no idea of what Vanessa wanted. He certainly had no desire to hurt her. With that realization, Matthew had a way out. Rising as if now rested, he addressed Vanessa, "So, Vanessa, if you'd rather sleep in your own room tonight, that would be Ok with me. I won't be offended. I understand. Or, if you'd rather stay here instead, well, as our Hispanic friends say, "mi casa es su casa."

 

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Vanessa was very good at reading a dump when it was handed to her. Damn! When was she gonna learn. She kept her face light, the smile just as carefree as the fuck has been. Matthew was great in bed, and she had real enjoyed the sex, but that was all it was. Sex. Mind blowing sex, but sex nevertheless. She hadn't had anything like that for at least 6 months. Maybe it would last her for another 6 months.

The offer to stay had been made but she could tell that it had been offered in an attempt to avoid looking rude. Maybe she could at least use his toilet before heading back across the street to sleep in the tin can.

She gave him a big grin before getting up off the floor and gathering her clothes to head for the bathroom. In her head, she kept telling herself, 'Keep it light, Vanessa. No need to look desperate.'

"No problem. Let me borrow the facilities real quick and I'll be on my way."

She closed the bathroom door and used the toilet, dressing as she sat. At least she was getting this benefit. It's not a lot of fun to have to run into the woods to relieve yourself.

Damn! She sat there for a minute, thinking about Matthew. She could really fall for someone like him. Cute, smart, sharp sense of humor. She took a deep breath and pasted a smile on her face and a carefree attitude. She finished and washed her hands, smoothed down her hair and stepped out.

She crossed over to the door, turned and shot him a smile. "Thanks for the great sex." She gave him a wink and turned the knob, stepping out into the night and closing the door behind her.

The air was cooler and the town seemed totally deserted. She could hear the mechanical sound of the one stop light of the town as it uselessly changed from red to green. The parking lot across the street was empty save for her little car parked on the outskirts of it.

As she walked, the tears slowly slid down her cheeks.

 

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Matthew quickly threw on his clothes as Vanessa used his bathroom. Her smile, quip, and wink as she moved toward the door reassured him that she had, in fact, wanted to leave for the rest of the night. No sooner had she closed the door than Matthew noticed that she had left her handbag in a corner on the floor, probably where she had tossed it as they launched into sex.

Matthew grabbed the handbag and rushed out of the door. The motel had only 21 rooms stretched out in a line, each with a door to the sidewalk. He presumed that he had reacted fast enough to see her door still open, or see a light come on in her room, but not so. She certainly wasn't in the two rooms, 20 and 21, closest to his. Matthew sprinted down past all of the others to no avail. Some rooms had lights on, others were dark, but none looked like someone had just entered.

Matthew pursued the next logical step. He raced to the door of the Office, with its shabby "No Vacancy" sign lit. Fortunately, the old codger who was the desk clerk (or owner, who knows) was still there. Matthew ran in quickly. What was he going to say, "I just fucked one of your guests really hard, but she left her bag in my room"? He had an idea, "Good evening. I was just over at Hank's with the crowd and shared a table with another stranded traveler like myself. She apparently forgot her bag. I presume she's staying here. Her name's 'Vanessa'. Could you tell me her room number, or, if you think that's too private, would you give this to her tonight?"

The desk clerk answered immediately. "Nobody here by that name. There was a woman a few hours ago who stopped in to look for a room.She was quite a looker, I'll tell you, wearing those tight jeans and white top over some pretty big...uh..well, you know, she had curves in the right places. I had to tell her that we were all full up. She left pretty upset. You know...uh...I stepped outside to kind of... uh..you know watch her go. The last time I saw her she was sitting in her car in the parking lot over there, hitting her hands on the steering wheel."

Matthew thanked the old lecher and left the office. Shit! What had he done? Was it possible that Vanessa had no place to stay? If so, where the hell was she? Back at Hank's for another drink - that would be one good possibility.

Matthew took big, loping strides toward Hank's. Then he saw it. The parking lot across the street with a single car in it, in which a woman was sitting, head down shivering. He approached Vanessa's car quickly from the side. With her head down she couldn't see him. Matthew knocked lightly on the driver's side window. When Vanessa looked up, he smiled as best he could, "Ok, my room may not be in the Trump Tower, and I may not be the best company you've ever head, but I think you'd feel a lot better sleeping in my bed. I know that I would."

 

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Vanessa made it to the car, her vision somewhat blurred by the tears. It was then that she realized that she's didn't have her purse. She didn't know if she had left it at Hanks or in Matthew's room. She certainly wasn't going to go back and ask him. And Hanks was closed for the night.

Luckily, she had left the car unlocked. She climbed in and shut the door, locking it. The car was cold inside and the thin top wasn't very warm. She sat there, crying and feeling cheap and stupid and mentally kicking herself. She usually did not have sex with some guy she had just met. But something about the guy had turned her on. And that brief fling had been some of the best sex she had ever had.

She bowed her head, shivering from the cold. Her suitcase was in the back seat. She guessed that maybe she could dig around trying...

She heard a tapping on the car window. Looking up, there stood Matthew, smiling and holding her purse. She quickly wiped away the tears as he said,

Ok, my room may not be in the Trump Tower, and I may not be the best company you've ever head, but I think you'd feel a lot better sleeping in my bed. I know that I would.

She looked up at him. A tentative smile graced her lips and she nodded her head. She opened the car door as he helped her out and she pulled out the weekender bag containing her stuff. She was lucky that no one had stolen it when she left the car unlocked. She stopped, looking at him, smiled and said, "Thank you Matthew. I really appreciate this."

The walk back to the motel room seemed a lot shorter.

 

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Matthew was relieved when he found Vanessa and freed her from her awful state. Partly his feeling of relief was genuine altruism - God knows, she shouldn't be sleeping in a car - but partly it was also self-serving. He didn't want to feel like a complete shit; rescuing her helped.

Walking toward his room Mathew wasn't sure if he was reconsidering his feelings toward Vanessa or if he was just acting automatically, but he slid his arm around her shoulder and pulled her gently to his side. By contrast to their last approach to Room 19 Matthew slowly opened the door and escorted Vanessa in. The room was now lit by the small bedside lamp that he had turned on while dressing. Matthew quietly closed and locked the door.

Matthew and Vanessa turned slowly to face each other a couple of feet apart. The last time they stood in this spot they both knew what was going to happen next. This time, Matthew didn't have a clue.

 

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Vanessa gave him a genuine smile - no sex, no come on - and said, " I really appreciate this. I promise that I won't bother you. Just let me know which side of the bed you want. And if you don't mind, I would dearly love to take a shower. "

 

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Matthew returned Vanessa's warm smile and replied "No worries on any score. Please help yourself to the shower. Everything, meager though it is, is in the bathroom. However, uh...could I just use the bathroom quickly first?"

Acknowledging Vanessa's nod, Matthew hurried into the bathroom, used the toilet, and quickly used one wash cloth and towel to do a little "spot cleaning" to tidy up after their sex. Returning from the bathroom he gestured, smiled, and said "All yours."

As usual when he was on the road Matthew had not packed PJs. He typically slept just in his briefs. He did, however, have a pair of running shorts and a tee shirt. He chose those as his bedtime apparel and quickly changed. Matthew felt a little odd about being self-conscious about undressing. After all, he and Vanessa had gotten nude in nearly record time less than an hour ago. Somehow, though, this seemed different.

Having changed, Matthew slid under the sheet and laid down on the left side of the bed, leaving the right side, with its little table lamp, for Vanessa.

 

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She jumped in the shower. Places like this were not known for lots of hot water so she quickly cleaned up. She brushed her teeth. She had not come prepared for a sexy weekend with a sexy guy, and it was funny to think of covering up as she usually slept nude, but she had an old tee that she usually used when sleepwear was needed. It was a man's v-neck tee, white and very oversized so that the v showed a generous portion of her cleavage and the bottom of the shirt ended just below her panties. She slipped on a clean pair of panties and looked at herself in the mirror.

Funny to be covering herself up to someone that had just given her the hardest fuck that she had had in quite a while.

Vanessa opened the door. She turned out the bathroom light and crossed to the bed. Matthew had left the right side for her with the bedside light on. She crossed and slid between the sheets, giving an unconscious sigh of relief.

"I can sometimes be a heavy sleeper so if you want to watch tv or anything, it wouldn't bother me." She paused. "And thank you again. I really appreciate it." She turned out the lamp.

 

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Matthew lay in the bed awaiting Vanessa's return from the shower. His mind was roaming all over the place. Part of him just wanted to go to sleep. Part of him wanted to somehow talk to Vanessa and apologize or make right for his rude behavior. Part of him didn't have any idea as to what he wanted to do.

As a natural gesture, Matthew turned his head toward Vanessa when she exited the bathroom. Damn, she looked good in that low-cut tee with almost all of her beautiful legs showing below the hem of her shirt. The images of her hot body and their hard-driving sex flooded his mind, even though he tried to block them.

As Vanessa slid between the sheets her right foot briefly flicked down part of Matthew's lower leg. He was instantly aroused. As she spoke before turning out the light all he heard was "...sleeper...tv...bother...thank you..."; his brain was too filled with lust to have room for any more than that.

 

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Her foot brushed against Matthew's leg and she tried to pretend that it hadn't happened. She could feel the heat from his body less than an arms length from where they lay. This had to be a regular size bed, a queen at the most. Certainly not a king size. She lay with her back to him. All she would have to do is roll over to practically be on top of him.

Where she had been cold in the car, she found herself hot now. But she didn't want to say anything-after all, it was not her room. She longed to throw off the covers and take off her clothes, longed to roll over and press herself up against him, to feel...

She needed to stop before she drove herself crazy with need for him.

She found herself wondering what it would be like to have him make love to her - soft and gentle. She knew that he was good for a hard fuck. But what about the other side of the coin? What about soft and gentle and loving. She let out a sigh and shifted in the bed. Her panties were starting to get wet.

Damn!

 

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After less than 5 minutes Matthew just couldn't stand it any more. He thought about opening up some big dialog, but WTF it's not like he hadn't touched her body before or that she could hardly claim date rape. Besides, something about her posture and her breathing signaled that he was not alone in this state.

Matthew rolled over on his side so that they were parallel, both facing the same direction. He raised himself up on his left elbow, bringing his head and right shoulder up higher than Vanessa's. Matthew scooted in so that their bodies were now touching full-length, and wrapped his right arm over Vanessa's left shoulder placing his hand around the back of her neck.

Matthew whispered, "Good night?", leaned over, and kissed Vanessa softly but firmly on her lips.

 

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One minute she was laying there, in a quandary as to how to handle things and the next, he had crossed the space between them and was kissing her. Without a second thought, she leaned into Matthew, her body melting into his as she kissed him back. And though there was not the urgency that had been there earlier this evening, she still felt the passion.

When the kiss broke, she looked at him, smiling, and said, "Not a good night, but a great night."

 

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Not a good night, but a great night.

Her response and flirtatious comment was all that Matthew needed to know where they were going. But, he knew, there was more than one way to get there. A slow train ride could still be really exciting. That said, stoking the fire a little at the beginning never hurt.

"A currently hot business-leader type author just wrote a book 'From Good to Great'". I'm sure he's not as hot as you, though. Matthew re-engaged their kiss, this time with deep passion, sliding his tongue hungerly into her mouth. Breaking the kiss after just a few moments, he added, "We have all night to get to great. It's the lady's turn to lead."

 

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Vanessa smiled, leaning in as she kissed him back. Her tongue flirted with his lips as he opened them, slipping her tongue inside his mouth to tease his tongue to dance with hers.

She slowly slid her hand under his tee to run her fingers across his chest, feeling the muscles that lay beneath his skin. She found herself reveling in the feel of him.

Her hand slid further down, until she reached the waistband of the running shorts that he wore. Last time he had stopped her, but not this time. Even through the shorts she could feel his cock twitching, longing to be released. She slowly rubbed it through the shorts before breaking off the kiss.

She smiled, putting her lips close to his ear before whispering, "I'm in charge now."

She brought her hand up to the waistband and ran her finger around the inside of it, feeling the heat from his cock still covered by the shorts.

She looked back up as his face. "Are you going to do what I tell you to do?" she nuzzled his neck as she ran her leg up and down his leg. "Hmmmmmm?"

 

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Matthew was becoming mush in Vanessa's hands. He was completely lost in the sensual feelings that she aroused in him, and that she was so good at using to such great effect.

Are you going to do what I tell you to do?

Matthew felt almost drunk with erotic pleasure as she teased and coaxed him. All he could do in that state was to say, "Yes, Vanessa, lead on."

 

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She nibbled on his neck practically purring. Winking at him, she pulled the covers back so that he lay uncovered wearing just the tee and running shorts. Even in the dark she could see that the shorts were starting to tent. She gave a little frown, saying, "Poor thing. He must be crowded in there."

She moved down to straddle Matthew, one knee on either side of his legs. She bent over, her breast brushing his thighs with just her tee between them. With her mouth open, she brushed her lips through the shorts against his cock.

"Can you feel that?" She taunted. "Do you want more? Do you want me? Do you want me to continue?"

 

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Can you feel that?

Aroused though he was Matthew let out a little laugh. There had probably never been a question to which the answer was more obvious! He decided to play into her joke.

Summoning all of his ability to not choke on his own joke, through a broad grin Matthew whispered, "Uh, Vanessa, I don't get it. Are you doing something that I'm supposed to notice? If so, gosh, I guess you'll just have to try harder."

 

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Vanessa smiled, whispering back, "I'll have to see what I can do about that," then crawled up on all fours while straddling his body. The oversized tee she wore dragged along his body, giving him a perfect view of her breast down the gaping 'V' neckline. The generous mounds were topped with her hardened nipples.

She reached his face and bent down to kiss him softly before saying, "Half the fun is in unwrapping the gift." She sat back, her wet panties now on top of his shorts still encasing his cock. She slowly rubbed her pussy against that cock, the 2 layers of fabric adding friction to the area.

She pulled up on his tee, sliding it up his body. He lifted up enough that she could pull it over his head and she dropped the tee over the side of the bed with one hand while the other hand pushed against his chest, so that he lay back down.

Bending over again, she began kissing her way down his chest, pausing to lightly bite and suck each nipple. Some guys are sensitive there and some are not. Vanessa believed in covering her bases, and she actually enjoyed it.

As she traveled down Matthew's chest kissing and nipping the skin, she ever-so-lightly ran her fingernails along, light as a whisper but enough to tease.

Finally she arrived back where she had started - Matthew's shorts. Her fingers once again ran along the waistband but this time she began pulling them down, waiting while he lifted his butt off the bed until his cock was free and his shorts joined his shirt on the floor.

"Oh my, such an eager fellow." She winked back up at Matthew with a slow grin. His cock seemed to move with each beat of his heart.

 

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Matthew loved what Vanessa was doing. She didn't need to say it, nor did he, it was obvious that she wanted to have a long build-up this time around. He was in full agreement. To make it work, though, he realized that he would have to concentrate on self-control. He was already aroused enough that he could cum with not much more stimulation if he didn't hold himself in check.

Matthew also realized that although Vanessa was taking the lead, he shouldn't just be a passive love object. As Vanessa started to move down his body he reached down to hold the hem of her tee so that as she moved down, her tee moved up her body. By the time she uttered her quip about his cock being an eager fellow, the hem of her tee was already just below the bottom of her swollen breasts. It took just one short move, with a little help from her, to slide her tee up over her had and to toss it on the floor alongside his.

It took a little bit more cooperation and fumbling for Matthew to mimic Vanessa's move and get her panties off as well. She returned to her original position once this small, but important task, was finished. Matthew placed both of his hands on both of Vanessa's breasts, making sure that his fingers were in position to tease her hard nipples. He began to knead her breasts slowly but firmly. By this time the throbbing of his cock had become clearly visible.

Matthew winked back at Vanessa, "Yes, he is quite an eager fellow, as you say, but as you can see he's getting a little tense. I think he needs a massage."

 

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Slowly Vanessa bent over, her hair lightly tickling his cock. She watched it twitch at the stimulus and she gave a light chuckle.

"Oh, I do believe that he is ready for action. But maybe he needs a bath."

Her fingers lightly made circles on his thighs before slipping up to caress his sac. She felt its weight, the heaviness of it making her smile with delight.

Leaning over, she rubbed the tip of his cock against her cheek, feeling it's warmth. The precum on it left wetness on her face.

She turned her head and slipped that glans in her mouth, running her tongue around and around the tip. She slipped more in her mouth, the tip rubbed against the back of her throat before she pulled it out, making a wet popping sound. She lifted that wet staff, licking the underside with broad strokes of her tongue. Again and again she licked it and in between each lick, her hand would wrap around it, stroking it several times before once again licking it.

As much as she enjoyed what he was doing to her tits, now it was time for action. Vanessa laid down on his legs, her heavy breast rubbing his thighs as her pussy began to leak her juices until they dripped on his legs. With his cock still up, she began to nuzzle his balls, first sucking on the left one, massaging it with her tongue. Then she started on the right one, showing it the same attention as the left one. Once they were both nice and wet, she went back to his cock.

She began stroking his cock as she sucked on its head. Occasionally she would suck it deep in her mouth before going back to stroking it while her tongue would swirl around the tip. With her other hand she massaged his balls. She recognized the signs and knew that he was close.

"Cum on, Honey. Give it to me. "

 

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Vanessa was making Matthew so hot with her licking and sucking his cock and playing with his balls that he could hardly stand it. He could easily have cum from her giving him head, but he was committed to the long build-up.

Cum on, Honey. Give it to me.

Matthew rolled them over, assuming the more dominant position. His cock was now so slimy wet from both his precum and Vanessa's spit, and her pussy was so wet from her arousal that he was able to slide slowly all the way into her with very little resistance. Matthew loved "sloppy seconds" in part because it meant that to produce the friction necessary to make him and his lover cum required fucking really hard. Once fully inside her Matthew placed his hands on Vanessa's hips pinning them to the bed and told her not to move. He freed one hand to reach over to the bedside table and grab his cell phone. He could see the WTF look on Vanessa's face as he swiftly tapped something in.

Returning to face Vanessa he whispered, "I have set the phone alarm for about 5 minutes, and turned it over so that we can't see the timer. Until the alarm goes off you and I are going to kiss and fondle each other and fuck very slowly and gently. When the alarm goes off, I'm going to fuck you harder than you've ever been fucked before. And, I expect you to return the favor with full force.