Mr. Lydal is on his way back from a business trip in Los Angeles. Somewhere in the deserts of Oklahoma he decides Chicago is too far to drive tonight. He pulls his company Lexus into a shitty little motel. The motel just screams tacky with the fake palm trees and the big plastic tiki statue. On the sign out front it says 'Sunny Pines Motel'. Mr. Lydal thought to himself 'where are the pines' as he pulled in. He notices a couple of hick trucks out front; you know the kind with more primer than paint and rust holding the rust on. One even had the back bumper held on with bungee cords and duct tape.
Mr. Lyndal checks in and heads to his room, 'Love Nest B'. As he walks down the side walk towards his room with his overnight bag in hand, he peaks into other rooms as he passes. Most rooms were completely empty except for the room right next to his. Through the curtains he can see the shadowy images of a woman lying on the bed with a man on top of her pounding her relentlessly. He thinks to himself 'newlyweds I suppose' and steps into his room. It is dark and is musty smelling, like what you'd expect a whorehouse to smell like with hundreds of people using the same sheets.
He tosses his bag into the corner and heads for the shower. He takes a long hot shower to wash the road weariness out of him. After his shower he walks naked back to the bed. The cleanliness of the towels is in question so he decided to air dry. As he walks his dick sways a bit. He always thought of it as average or below, but it is nearly seven inches when fully erect and quite thick.
He sits on the edge of the bed and tries to relax. He is aware that the relentless pounding from next door is over and he is thankful. He can sleep now. He clicks off the light and lays naked on top of the covers. They too looked questionable and it is a nice hot night so he decides to go without the covers. He closes his eyes and nearly instantly passes out.
In a matter of moments, the roaring of an engine in bad need of repair outside his window reawakens him. He sits and looks up and is greeted with the bright lights from the front of a truck blasting through his window. The lights go off and the roaring engine stops. Mr. Lydal listens as the doors creak open and slam shut. He can picture another hick truck in his mind. He imagines the rust falling off in a dusty haze as the door slams. He hears loud drunken talking and the door the room next door opens and quickly closes. Then the relieving silence comes back.
A fast pounding above his head soon reawakens Mr. Lyndal. He sits and looks around his room in a hazy state as he searches for the sound. The pounding is right behind his headboard and its source is soon revealed. As his senses come back Mr. Lyndal can hear the sounds of a savage fucking. He can hear the squealing and moaning of a woman and the faint gruff voice of a man as he asks her if she likes it. The pounding becomes faster and harder. The pounding is so intense the Mr. Lyndal's headboard moves with the thrusting. Then it comes to an end with the gruff man's voice letting out a few growls and howls as he finishes. With the pounding over; Mr. Lyndal lies back down and is quickly back to sleep.
'Boom...boom...boom', and he is jolted back awake. The pounding has begun again in the same fast and furious manner as before. 'Boom...boom...boom' on the wall above his bed again. Mr. Lyndal is furious and leaps from his bed. He grabs the bed at the base and yanks it angrily from the wall. It releases its sticky grip on the floor and wall as it scrapes away. He is almost sorry he moved it once he saw the thick black sticky mess behind the headboard and under the bed. Mixed into this pig slop looking mess are the occasional condom wrapper and a stray set of fake plastic handcuffs. With the bed now off the wall, he figures this will afford him some sleep so he lies back down.
He is violently brought back to reality as the woman's moaning next door is mixed with loud screams and calls of 'Oh yes, oh god yes'. Mr. Lyndal smothers his head with pillows in a futile attempt to drown out the noise. He soon gives up and sits in bed. He is so angry and annoyed that he forgets to grab his robe or clothes or anything as he storms out of his room.
He stands outside the next door over and pants angrily. He looks into the window to see what the noise is all about. The room is dimly lit inside as only one bedside lamp is on. In its dim glow he can see a man lying on his back. His is a broad man with a hairy chest. He has thick arms and a mullet haircut. He has a pleasured looking grimace on his face. On top of him is the same woman he saw on his way to his room. She is short and thin. In the light he can see her nice shapely body. He is quickly becoming less angry as the sees her C cup breast highlighted in the pale light. He thinks her hair must be dark since it looks nearly black in the dim room. Mr. Lyndal suddenly realizes he is naked on the sidewalk as his dick gets hard.
He can't help himself though. He cannot stop watching. He looks hard into the dark room now as he feel very much like a peeping tom. He can see a shape behind the woman and concentrates hard. He inches his way closer to the window and looks in the room intently. The shape is soon coherent in his mind. He can see another man appear from the shadows as he looks into the room. The man behind the woman is obviously fucking her from behind. The thrusts of his big meaty hips are meeting those of the woman and also the man lying on his back.
Mr. Lyndal inches closer still to get a closer look inside. He can see clearly that the man behind the woman is pounding into her asshole. So obviously the man on the bottom is pounding into her pussy. He wonders to himself how three people can be in such perfect rhythm. The man in her ass quickly pulls his dick out of her ass and jacks it off hurriedly. He grunts and groans as cum drips off his dick. Mr. Lyndal is impressed that this woman can take such a dick in her ass. He looks at it in profile as the man jacks it off and imagines it is nearly a foot long and every bit as thick as a pop can. He looks at this mans big dick in envy.
