A New Entry and New Playmates
It had been nearly three months since Shelly had started her journal. She giggled in remembering the shy little teen she'd been when she found mama's journal. All that quickly changed. She flipped through page after page of hot stories of fantasies her mother had fulfilled and now it was her goal to live out her own fantasies. She had been the awkward curvy girl who studied hard and didn't date. Sure she'd been fucked a couple of times in high school, but nothing like what she lived out at the bar a few months back. She could still remember with a wicked grin what it felt like taking on Adam, Blake and Will in one night and still feeling a lust for sex.
Shelly found herself now at the motel she had worked at for the last few months. She did housekeeping here and made enough to keep traveling when the mood hit. But for her next exploit she decided no traveling was needed. Even though her exploits seemed wild and unplanned, she had a few rules in place. Rule one: no playmate would be fucked twice...why just because she needed the thrill of something new with each new quest. Rule two: to live out her fantasies as just that...no relationships, no bullshit hang ups. She wasn't out for love. And lastly there was the third rule: to someday find her mom who had gone on her own journey just six months before Shelly had begun.
Mama had left behind the life of housewife long ago and when Shelly had turned 18, mama had walked away altogether. The journal had been in truth left behind for daddy. A sort of revenge on him Shelly supposed. It had begun in telling him how mama had known he'd been cheating for years, and that if he didn't wanna fuck his own wife, she'd find many a guy who would gladly do so. And she had. From guys her own age who loved her needful naughty fuckings...to young men pleased by her interest in them. Hell, mama had fucked guys as young as Shelly's brother Chris. And at the time, that was young, Chris was only 18 when mama started her journal. Shelly had been shocked in the beginning sure...but as she read on, she became quite infatuated with reading mama's journal.
It was a Tuesday evening when the Morrison's checked into the motel. Mr. Morrison was probably in his mid-thirties and was a hot built guy with the cutest ass. Mrs. Morrison was a sweet sexy brunette with long legs and a curvy build like Shelly's. She eyed the pair from afar as they checked in, and noticed how Mr. Morrison had his grip on his wife's ass as they entered the lobby. Shelly licked her lips now, thinking how hot it would be to get with this couple. In her time at the Sleazy Easy, as she called the motel, Shelly had not yet pursued a guest. Mostly truckers came here, and yes some were indeed hot. But as she noted last entry, she was out for a hot fuck with a hot couple.
Never had she fucked a fem...no. But it wasn't until recently that she came to the realization she was in fact bi. Hell, she had always loved looking at tits and comparing them to her own. She could easily call another fem hot, and love how the other fem looked. But it had never truly dawned on her she was bi, nor had she thought of fucking another woman either. Once she had come to terms with being bi, she began to look at nudes of women, liking the look of a voluptuous hot woman, and hot pussies.
She found she was in fact very attracted to this couple who had just checked in. She watched them as they settled in at the indoor pool. It was late now, nearly one a.m. as Shelly shed her robe, and sat down on a poolside lounger. She wore a barely there bikini that was rubbing between her pussy lips in such a way to heighten her arousal as she watched the Morrison's. The couple unabashedly made out nearby and didn't seem to mind her watching either. Mr. Morrison would look over occasionally, and Shelly heated the moment a little by running her hands down her tits as she eyed him. He stood probably 5'9" and had sexy legs and the firm ass she had noticed when they checked in. He too, eyed Shelly as she rubbed her tits until the nipples perked up to the point of sticking out.
He had been watching her quite a few minutes in between teasing his wife's ass with squeezes while sucking her neck. The wife looked to be in her early twenties, maybe younger. She began to moan as her husband's hands roamed over her ample tits. Mr. Morrison now leaned in close to his wife's ear, whispered something to her, to which Mrs. Morrison laughed but then got up and now approached Shelly. The lovely Mrs. Morrison wore a one piece suit that clung to her beautiful body in a way that made Shelly wet in just looking at her. She noticed the sweet woman was also wet, a slight darkness on the swimsuit between her legs, told Shelly this much. When Mrs. Morrison sat down on Shelly's lounger, Shelly smiled. The woman introduced herself now. "Hi, I'm Jewel." She said extending a hand.
