It had been months since I had seen her. She had told me that she loved me in an email and days later I found out that she was with someone else. She had lied about so much when we had been together. So it was quite odd to be hearing from her out of the blue like that.
I was skimming Craigslist when I saw Charlie's first post under the rants and raves section. She had made it obvious that it was me she had posted for although nobody else would realize it. She was bored, she wanted to play. I guessed her man wasn't doing the job I had when she was mine. I almost felt bad for her, but she did want to play. Well if that was what she wanted then how could I say no?
Quickly I typed a response outlining a plan and posted it. Now all I had to do was wait.
Within 15 minutes her response was posted. I knew she wouldn't email me directly that would leave a "paper trail" and she wasn't about to do that. That might mean she'd get caught. She was too smart for that, yeah right, and she also didn't cheat too remember?
The plan was simple, we'd meet at one of those shady hotels in Jersey, right over the bridge around nine o'clock. She had talked about getting a room a few times when we had been together but we never did. I had done some footwork and could remember at least one of the names and told her in another post where to meet me. I had told her what she was to wear if she really wanted this to take place, if she didn't come exactly as I had requested I told her I was gonna leave. I figured what the hell, this might be the last time I'd ever get to fuck that sweet piece of ass ever again. I might as well have me some fun.
I got there early and made myself comfortable. Or at least as comfortable as I could be in the shit hole. It was your classic dirty motel with its thrift store furnishings and multicolored stained bedspread. In the windows hung beige rubber backed curtains blocking out most of the fading suns light. A 13-inch TV sat on a retro dresser. The carpet was threadbare in areas and like the bed spread stained from years of use. Who knew what had happened in this room over the years? And we were going to add yet one more story to the memory of these four walls.
Growing antsy I flipped on the TV, the screen flickered and I searched for a clear channel. Only two stations came in so I settled on watching the news while I lit a cigarette. These types of places didn't really have a policy against no smoking.
Soon the sun had set and the room grew dark. Being autumn it was fairly cold outside and I was glad that the heater worked. I kept the lights off and left the TV on as I slipped out the motel room door leaving it cracked behind me. I walked across the broken pavement towards the large trash dumpsters a few parking spaces away from where I had parked. I pulled the hood on my hoodie up over my head and pulled on my gloves. I hoped she wouldn't keep me waiting long. I crouched down in the shadows and waited.
Just when I was about to give up and head home her white Lumina pulled into the parking lot. She pulled it into one of the empty parking spaces and turned off the car. She no longer new what I drove so she had no idea that two spaces away was my vehicle. She sat and sat for a few minutes. Was she having second thoughts or did she think I had stood her up? Finally her car door opened as she got out. "Our" room was the only one with any light coming through the openings in the curtains; all of the other rooms were dark. She slammed her car door and started walking towards the room. She had her cell phone out and it looked like she was making a phone call. Was she calling me? She had said she deleted my number, I guess she lied again. Because in my pocket my phone which had been set to vibrate went off.
I crept out from behind the dumpster and closed the distance between us as quickly and quietly as I could. She was to distracted with her cell phone to notice me behind her. I grabbed her quickly, one hand over her mouth and the other around her waist. She froze for a split second and then began to struggle. I knew she was freakishly strong but I wasn't about to let this moment slip through my fingers so I tightened my grip around her waste and lifted her off the ground. Twice I almost fell as I carried her towards the door she was thrashing around like a fish out of water. I don't think she had a clue it was me. We came slamming through the door and we dropped onto the bed. I moved my hand from her mouth to her throat and squeezed. Her thrashing became more intense and I was sure I'd suffer some bruises from this. I was afraid I'd kill her but I was determined to make her pass out. After what seemed like an eternity her body became limp.
Quickly I jumped up and shut the door locking it and then I went to work. First I had to get her undressed and then tie her to the bed. She was wearing her long winter coat but underneath she had on exactly what I had told her to wear. The white dress I had bought her and beneath that the panties I had also bought her. The only thing of hers she had on was the "fuck me" stripper shoes that she had owned before I had met her. I made quick work of stripping off her coat and made sure the knots holding her were nice and tight. Then I filled one of the cheap glasses with water from the bathroom sink and threw it in her face. She came to sputtering and confused. Her confusion suddenly turned into anger mixed with fear as she realized she was incapacitated. The lights were still off in the room except for the TV. Not that it mattered because I had blindfolded her, but she was cursing like a mother fucker.
I grabbed the knife I had brought and held it to her neck, "Shut up." I growled trying to disguise my voice.
"Fuck you!" she spat.
I dug my knife into the soft neck that I use to nuzzle and pierced her skin to emphasize that I was serious.
She quieted down. "Mike, is that you? This isn't funny."
"I told you to shut up bitch." I growled again and this time slapped her face hard.
"My boyfriend is meeting me here asshole!"
"Shut up!" I said again as I slapped her harder this time.
Now I think she was taking me seriously. She whimpered and I thought she was going to cry. I almost felt bad, but I knew I had to continue.
"If you scream, I'll have to gag you, so don't" I hissed.
I pulled her dress up to her belly allowing me access to her panties. I ran my hand over the mound between her thighs. It was warm to the touch and I pressed my fingers to her crotch. She moaned a little. Using the knife I cut through the fabric leaving her smooth pussy bare. It was such a nice pussy, not at all meaty but small and compact like a young girls. The ropes held her legs apart and I positioned myself between her thighs. I lowered my face so I was within an inch of her snatch and inhaled deeply enjoying the musky aroma. My warm breath on her nakedness made her flinch. I stuck my tongue out and gently ran it up the entire length of her slit savoring the saltiness.
"Please don't", she whined.
I ignored her completely and flicked her clit with the tip of my tongue. I'll admit that I absolutely loved eating her out, there is no doubt about it and this could very be the last time I was going to enjoy it. I again ran my tongue down and forced it into her opening, which made my nose rub against her clit. To my surprise her pussy was wet so I new that even though she seemed scared that she was still turned on. Fucking whore. I worked my tongue in circles widening her lips; opening her little by little and I noticed now that instead of pulling away from me that she was now pushing into my tongue. I began to lap at her like a dog drinking water only slower and more deliberately. Her breathing was becoming harder now and I decided to get a taste of her tight little ass. She flinched again as my tongue caressed her tight little bum. I heard her exhale deeply as I licked the tiny folds of her asshole. It contracted and relaxed under my probing tongue. I then slid my tongue from her ass to her clit and back again before settling in and devouring her pussy. I licked her labia and sucked her clit before fucking her with my tongue. I moved not only my tongue but also my whole head tasting her every crevice. Before long I could feel her body stiffen and heard her cursing under her breath. She was going to cum, and I stopped. Fuck her, she wasn't going to cum unless I let her.
