Date: Mon, 8 Oct 2012 08:55:18 +0200 From: Amy Redek Subject: Love Motel. Part Nine. This story is for persons of eighteen years or over. All comments, good or bad, are welcome and all will be answered. Part Nine. With their first film locked away in his cabin, Sarah kissed Tom and felt him start to rise up and so quickly undressed both him and herself and got onto the bed. `Did you see the way he went down on her?' she asked as she stroked his cock and he stroked her breasts. `Yes,' he replied, running his hand down over her stomach and pushed two fingers up inside her. This she liked for it was the first time he'd done this and she squirmed a little. `Would you like to try it?' `Now that's something I have done before,' he laughed and went on to tell her how, with his arms in plaster, he was able to suck on Caroline. She laughed at this and asked if he would like to do it again to which he said yes and so she moved for him to lie flat on the bed. She straddled his chest and he loved the sight of her above him, her tits well out in front and that lovely smile on her face and then looked to see her parted legs move up closer to him. The lips of her open sex came into view as she moved over him and she braced her hands on the wall and lowered herself down onto his waiting mouth. His hands, in use this time, held the cheeks of her bum as he began to lick and stick his tongue inside her. She gave out many groans of pleasure as he licked and tickled her clit with his tongue in between sticking it up into her vagina. He was even able to nibble this clit though not properly when she was on top because it caused her to flinch and mash herself down when he did this. But he did enough to arouse her till she pleaded that enough was enough of that for she wanted his cock up inside her now. She stayed on her knees and moved herself back down the bed till his cock was prodding her backside and she held it up so that she could lower herself down onto it. It was hot and throbbing and both gave out sighs as she sank down on it till she was sitting on his lap. They smiled at each other and his hands went up and caressed her tits as she began to move on him, bouncing herself up and down. It didn't take long for her to bring her hands up to cover his and press her tits even harder as she moved faster on him and threw her head back and screamed out as she had her orgasm, triggering him to let go and flood her with his seed at the same time. Her head fell forward, her hair spreading out wide like a fan over her shoulders as Tom could see the sweat rolling down between her breasts and feel their fluid seeping out of her and down between his thighs. It took several minutes before she had the strength to lift herself off of him and move further down the bed to take his still hard cock into her mouth to suck out any juices left inside him as well as suck off her own as she licked him clean. They were both quite happy as they cuddled up afterwards to go off to sleep. * Friday came and Mrs Towser, after finishing work was told that she was being laid off which she didn't like but had to accept that Sarah would now be doing the cleaning and took the extra months pay. So on the Saturday, she began to clean the cabins and Tom saw to the linen as usual. She was in cabin four, the brass one when Tom brought the linen in. `Tom,' she said as she ran her hand up and down the golden phallic post at the end of the bed. `Can I try this? With you naked on the bed watching me?' Her eyes were alight and she ran the tip of her tongue over her lips and Tom began to feel an erection coming and so agreed. She gave him a kiss and began to get undressed as he locked the cabin door before taking his own clothes off to prove that he wanted to see this with his cock really sticking out and throbbing. He lay on the bed and marvelled at this beautiful woman who wanted to be with him all the time when she could really have had any number of men. She smiled at him from the bottom of the bed, running her hands up to those wonderful breasts before moving up close to the bed post and he saw the lips of her sex open as she moved one leg up and see the head of this brass cock move in between them. He saw that she didn't need to lubricate the post first for she was already wet in the anticipation of using this totem pole. The head disappeared and she let herself down, her eyes closed and her head thrown back as she went lower until the whole thing was inside her. `Oh Tom,' she groaned, `it's big but cold and it doesn't throb,' which didn't seem to stop her from moving herself up and down on this substitute. Both of her feet were planted on the floor and she was only bending and straightening her knees as she bounced on it, giving out little cries and moving faster as she neared her climax. Tom's cock was throbbing fit to bust but he kept his hands away for he knew she would want the real thing in a few minutes time. Sweat began to form and run down her body as she moved and then gave out a muted gurgling scream as she orgasmed and her whole body shuddered as she came to a halt with her head hanging down on her chest. `Oh my God,' she whispered as she lifted herself off, leaving the post smeared and glistening with her juices as she moved to the bed and fell on top of him. `Hold and kiss me Tom,' she moaned and feeling his throbbing cock squashed between them said, `and then fuck me for you are better than that post and even though it was good, I'd rather have you inside me.' He held and kissed her for a minute or two before rolling her over so that he eased his cock as he moved on top of her. `Tom. I do love you,' she whispered up at him as he lay on top of her. `So much so that...that to prove it, will you take me like...like Professor Jenkins did.' Tom was just about to protest when he remembered that it was something that he shouldn't have known. `How was that?' he asked. `He...he fucked me up the rear. I didn't like it with him doing it, but...but it might be different with you.' Tom wanted to protest but she had said that she loved him that much that it was just another way of showing just how much and so he didn't say anything but rolled off of her. `I haven't got any condoms here,' he said quietly. `Don't use one. I want to feel you come inside me,' she said as she rolled over and got up onto her knees. Tom saw her breasts swing gently beneath her chest and loved this woman that was giving him the ultimate part of her body that he hadn't as yet stuck his prick into. `Stick it in the usual place for lubrication first,' she said as he got in between her legs behind her and saw her wet vulva lower down and between the cheeks of her bum, the hole she wanted him to stick his cock in. He didn't need to use his hand to guide his cock to the wet orifice there and it slipped in so easily and he pushed himself right up inside her knowing that he could never have reached as far as the bed post did. He moved himself several times inside, loving the soft pressure that surrounded his prick before pulling out but having to use his hand now to press it to the puckered flesh of her arsehole. `Just relax now,' he said as he nuzzled the head of his cock there, smearing some of her juices around it and he felt her ease herself slightly and the he pushed forward, holding onto her hips to hold her steady. She gave out a gasp and he felt the inside muscle flex and try to prevent his entry but the head was well inside and from there, he slid in quite easily. By Christ, he thought as he felt his foreskin roll back, she's bloody tight. He too had to give out a gasp at just how tight it was compared to her vagina `Oh God, it's big,' she grunted out as he filled her backside, `but I can feel the heat and it throbbing. Now fuck me and let me feel you come.' So he began to move and really enjoyed the tightness as he fucked her up the arse and it wasn't long before he held her very tight and rammed himself hard up against her bum cheeks and came inside her. 'Wow, I can feel that,' she cried as he pumped himself dry before pulling out, her muscle still fighting as if to hold him there. He was quickly off the bed and into the bathroom to wash himself and get his foreskin unrolled again but though he was slightly disgusted at what he'd just done, marvelled at how tight and different a fuck it was. Disgust took second place though to the pleasure he gotten out of fucking such a confined aperture. She was lying on her back with a smile on her face and her arms open wide for him when he returned to the bedroom. `That's how much I love you Tom,' she said as he slid into her arms for a kiss and have those big breasts squashed up against his chest. `You don't hate me for asking you to do it that way?' `Of course not darling, for I love you too and will do anything to please you,' he said, returning her kisses and thought of himself as being the luckiest man on earth to have found such a woman as this. They stayed in cabin four for another two hours and when he was ready again, he rolled over onto her and fucked her in the normal fashion. Over the next week they fucked in each cabin though not taking advantage of the equipment in cabins one and two for obvious reasons. She did rather like cabin seven with the mirrors and this was the one they used the most and both had the enjoyment of watching what they did to each other. As it was now a Saturday, Tom had to gently remind her that the office was used for the weekly card game and that the photo equipment had to be removed from the kitchen. She kept silent about what had happened before in there and took the stuff out into Tom's cabin. He didn't go viewing them that evening so didn't know if they had another girl in there or not. Instead, the camera was set up in the locker for cabin two. This was the one used for the film shows and had the rack installed in its own cupboard on the wall. It had been booked over the phone and wondered where the woman, who phoned, had got to hear about it and specifically asked for this one. It was vacant and so he agreed to let it and was still a bit uneasy when the woman arrived to book in while her husband, question mark, stayed out in the car. Usually cabins one to seven went to regular customers that he knew, not strangers but sensed that she was not of any law enforcement agency but had decided to film them just in case. He could see later, after they had moved in that they were genuine and nothing to do with the law for she knew exactly how to remove the panels that covered the bottom of the bed when it was in its upright position. These taken away revealed the webbing straps that crossed the frame instead of a mattress. Sarah was in the locker with him working the camera and watched as the man undressed and lay down on the webbing, settling himself down so that his cock and balls would hang through the webbing. His wife, it was assumed, put the ankle belts onto him and then fixed his wrists into the straps that were attached to the small pulley wheel at the top of the rack. The fittings for these wrist straps had been specifically made so that though there was a certain amount of tension when the wheel was turned, it wasn't enough to actually dislocate the shoulders for the retaining pins would come out if over used. There was enough tension in the wrist restraints to prevent whoever was tied to them from moving which was what it was all about. Well, the naked man was fixed to the rack and the wheel turned to hold him tight and in place before the woman undressed and paraded about for him to see her body, which wasn't that good by the normal criteria. Above the rack in the cupboard was a variety of whips and canes and she had selected a thin cane and was now holding it in her hand and as she moved from one side of the rack to the other, if he didn't move his head quick enough, got slashed with the cane across his bare bum. She was also talking the whole time as she moved about, giving him questions and if he gave the wrong answer, another crack across the arse with the cane. `What's this between my legs?' was one question. `Pussy!' Crack, and another red weal appeared on his backside. `Cunt!' Crack. `Fanny?' Crack. `Vagina?' and you could see his body tense up but no whack with the cane this time as she moved round the rack again. `What are these?' she asked, pointed to her breasts. Tom and Sarah were now playing this game too, giving out their answers but not getting the cane when they got it wrong. The man took six blows before he said `Orbs,' and missed out on another slash. His backside was fast becoming quite red and it wasn't until it started to bleed did he cry out enough. The woman then threw a cushion from the chair onto the floor and pushed it under the bed and went down herself and stretched out on her back as she slid under the rack. The camera couldn't catch what she did but it was obvious that she there underneath sucking him off. He was then, after she had finished underneath the rack, released and it was her turn now to be racked though face upwards this time. Now it was his turn to strut round, his backside really red in colour, and he carried a small three thong whip that he stroked over her body asking her similar questions and getting flicked across her stomach and breasts with every wrong answer. He finished up by going between her legs and sucking and chewing her out she had her orgasm. `Well it takes all sorts,' Sarah said as they watched him trying to get his whole face up inside her. `That is one game we're definitely not playing,' and Tom had to agree with her on this but it was another film piece to add to their archives. They went to church the next morning with it being Sunday and heard the story of how Samson was betrayed by Delilah and Tom whispered to Sarah that they should set the camera up in cabin seven for Tyler would be taking a women in there that afternoon. He was right and surprised to see that it was Shirley Rivers, the wife of the sheriff. `Now this definitely is insurance,' said Tom as Shirley Rivers stretched out naked on Tyler's altar (the bed) to receive the blessing of the Lord (his cock) as he climbed on and fucked her. To wash away any sin, Tyler's words, she had to go down and suck on his wet prick and lick him clean. `It can't get any better than that,' Sarah breathed as she watched the woman perform fellatio on the Reverend. `It can,' Tom assured her. `Wait until he's fucking one of the young boys.' As already mentioned, the Right Reverend Tyler became the most filmed man of their archives along with nearly all of the most notable people of the town over the next six months. During this period Tom took the bull by the horns and asked Sarah if she would marry him to which she said yes and so two months later they were wed. Tom had also had an ulterior motive in asking her, even though he loved her as life itself, with her being married to him, she couldn't testify against him if anything ever went wrong in respect of the activities that went on in the motel. Not that she had or even thought about anything like this, she married him because of love. * Well there's not much that really could be said about Tom and his predilection for watching other people having sex for one would only be repeating oneself, but there is a little bit more about what happened in later years. After three years of marriage and sex as often as Tom could manage it, Sarah announced that she would like to have a child, or more than one. Tom agreed to this and she stopped taking the pill and a year later, she gave birth to a son who they christened William after her father. As much as Tom loved being a father to his beautiful wife, he found the motel room they lived in now too cramped for the three of them and it was when she announced that she was pregnant again that he decided to do something about it. He didn't tell Sarah of his plans but made sure that his insurance on the motel was up to date and they had a rain storm and a good north wind blowing when he set fire to the woods to the north of the motel. He was quickly back to the motel to tell Sarah that the woods were on fire and to get the baby and the film archives out into the pick-up. He also made sure that the residue of the bank robbery money was safe as he drove the pick-up out onto the highway and then woke everybody up who was staying at the motel and got them to leave before he rang the local fire station to tell them of the encroaching fire. Then it was all chaos for the rest of the night. Guests streaming out and fire engines trying to get through to halt the advancing fire. Bulldozers were brought up from town and the fire chief told Tom that he didn't think that they would be able to halt the fire before it reached the motel for it was more important for him to prevent it reaching the petrol station. So the bulldozers were put to work to try and create a fire break between Tom's property and this gas station while the fire-fighters tried to keep the fire in check. With all the guests evacuated from the motel, Tom agreed that the gas station had to be saved first and so watched them clear the ground between the motel and it and though the firemen did their best, they couldn't save the motel from going up in flames. But to the town's relief, they managed to clear a space wider than the fire could jump, spending hours spraying this cleared ground as they watched Love Motel burn to the ground, not counting the other houses that were on the north eastern side of the motel on Elm Street. The rain helped them a little to save the station and it was this that partly raised the reason for the fire in the first place. Sarah cried as she watched what had been her home get consumed by the flames but Tom held her tight and assured her that the motel, like the phoenix, would rise from the ashes. It was three days before the fire chief could look over the ground where the fire had started and in his report stated that a tree had been struck by lightning during the storm. Tom smiled at this for he had started the fire at the very tree that had been struck many years ago that had caused the fire that had killed his parents. So it was entered and the insurance companies had to pay out. Tom got back the value of the property destroyed and also claimed and even went to court and won for his claim of loss of revenue that the motel generated until such time that a new one could be built. He'd taken his register and accounts to substantiate his claim of earnings for the books showed that he was fully booked every night and it would be in the insurance company interests to pay up quickly so that he could rebuild. The court, held in town, supported Tom and the company had to pay up but they insisted that with the new motel that it be built of concrete and such and not of wood. To this Tom agreed for it had been his intention to do so anyway for he had new ideas that he wanted to put into place. He traded in his pick-up and bought another camper van, big enough for the three, soon to be four, until he could sit down with an architect and design a new motel to take the place of the old one. Sarah was thankful that he had warned her in time for she managed to salvage all their clothes and personal things as well as all the records and films they had collected. The new motel he designed was to be an open square again but joined up and of two stories, eight rooms per floor per side and constructed of brick and cement but without the viewing lockers this time. For he had other ideas instead what with the new technology that had been brought onto the market. The office would be where the original had been but above this would be their living quarters and they would have another section up on top which would be three bedrooms. This top section would have crenellated stone to make it look like the top of a fort. This whole section would be connected by an internal staircase for their inside access. So as to give the place a balanced look, another room would be constructed on the other side with these same battlements, though the large room itself would be used for storage. The motel would then have forty six rooms to let, sixteen of these, the back section, would be made over as fun rooms as before though dispensing with the rack this time. Six being mirrored for this seemed the most popular and two each of the others. For Tom and Sarah's living quarters, As said, the top part was divided into three bedrooms, theirs and one each for the children though the second was still yet to be born as she was still carrying. The one below was their lounge and kitchen cum dining area while the ground floor would be the office, small, for at the back would be the dark room and a television monitoring section. This was because each room of the motel, except their quarters, would have a camera installed. This would be linked up to a television in each room. Though unbeknown to any occupants, they would also be linked up to the monitor room behind the office desk. In there would be six small sets so that six rooms could be viewed at the same time and if there was anything worth recording, it could be done. Due to a sign in the office which told guests that they could video their stay at the motel caused many of them to buy the small thirty minute cassettes and even get Tom to make copies so that they could have one each. Every time someone asked about this, Tom would go with them to their room and explain that all they had to do was switch the camera on with the cassette in the recorder beneath the television set also turned on. He said then all they had to do was stand in front of the camera and give their names and do whatever they wanted to do. Afterwards, they could rewind the video and watch themselves on the television set. If they didn't like what they saw, they could do it all over again or destroy the video if they wished. It was surprising the number of people who signed false names in the register when booking in and yet gave their proper names when they wanted to tape themselves. This built up another library for Tom and Sarah for down in his monitor room, a console would light up with the room number whenever the camera was switched on and so Tom or Sarah could make their own copy of what went on and so he was really back into the viewing mode again but without having to leave the office. * Mrs Towser was only too glad to be taken on again as a cleaner and even had another young woman to help her this time when the motel had opened for it was too much for her to cope on her own. With more than double the number of rooms, they still were able to more than half fill the motel every night. Sarah went into labour and produced a daughter that they named Lillian after her mother. Tom was delighted with his new child and happy that they would very soon be having sex again as before. He marvelled at how she was still able to have her body return to its previous delightful looking self. Her tummy now flat and able to have him lay on top of her as they fucked and suck on her breasts which were now even bigger. Though he didn't really like the milk that they produced which was really only for the baby but would still have that twinge of jealousy when the baby was sucking there. With cleaners at the motel, Sarah was quite happy to look after the children and take turns at watching and taping the sexual antics of other couples in the rooms. She and Tom would then copy some of them, especially if they did something quite different though these sightings were becoming very rare now for they'd seen most of what other people could manage. So Tom still got his thrill of watching these other people having sex and was now able to do the same and have a wonderful woman to do it with, and did so for many of the years left for them to enjoy doing so. * * * All comments, good or bad, are welcome and all will be answered. 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