$10 hr Motel Fun #2
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This is another in a series of quickie slutty cheap motel sex tales, based on the true stories of Julie and Ashley, as they go to the bar and soon their game of truth or dare is played out again! Ash and I walked through the old style saloon doors into The Pub, a regular haunt of ours. We were here for sex and our clothes revealed that. Ashley had on a shimmery silver top that fit tight across her chest, accentuating her full tits and a pair of low rise shorts that verged on showing her butt cheeks and crack. I had a low cut pink blouse, no bra, and short tight black skirt with fishnet clad thigh highs!!!!!! We slid onto two empty bar stools and ordered a couple of whiskeys. It wasn’t too long before we settled into our usual eryaman escort game of sexual truth or dare. It was my turn this week to be dared (I don’t think we ever pick truth), and I was more than ready to accept any dare that came my way. Whiskey does that! Or at least that’s what I thought until Mr. Big, Black, and Sexy walked in the door. I could almost hear Ash before she said it. Time to find out if the rumors were true about big black cocks. “Mmmm, Jules I dare you to fuck him!” I moaned a little in anticipation. I could tell he took care of himself by his chiseled physique. Big strong arms and solid muscular legs. I stood up, adjusted the fishnets I was sincan escort wearing, pulled my revealing top even lower, and headed in his direction. Every pair of eyes turned as I walked by, but mine were set on one big treat that would be mine. I jiggle and bounced a little as I walked in a straight line, legs together to make my butt wiggle provocatively. I laid my hand on his lap and purred into his ear “Hey there big boy, I’m Julie. Whom might you be?” “Marcus. Aren’t you a cute little thing. Can I buy you a drink?” So we stood and small talked through 2-3 shots of whiskey. I made sure he got a good peek down the of top of my gaping blouse. He teased me about my etlik escort fishnet stockings betting they were pantyhose. I smiled and didn’t’t stop his hand slipping under my skirt and up my thigh to the top. I stood up and stood between his legs in front of his stool. My hands roamed his lap and I checked out his package. Wow was it huge. I had to have this in me tonight!!! “Follow me.” I whispered to him as I walked toward the door, blowing Ashley a kiss. She had three guys around her and was smiling. We drove to my favorite place, a cheap pay-by-the-hour motel. I had frequented the place once, ok a few times. I handed the guy at the counter a 20 spot and said “I’ll see you in a few.” Inside the room we didn’t’t talk. He stared at me as I pulled off my blouse showing him my full tits and proud nipples already hard. I turned away as I unzipped my skirt and stepped out of, showing him my bare ass… clad only in a thong. He pulled off his shirt and his jeans standing now in just boxers. I slipped off my thong but kept my thigh high fishnets on for him.
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