Date: Mon, 8 Oct 2012 08:55:18 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
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.

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