Sam and Jessica

**Authors note** This is an excerpt from novel I am working on. Sam is Jessica's bodyguard, he's twenty-three. Jessica is an investigative reporter in her early thirties, being hunted by men who want to prevent her from writing a story about them. This part happens during a brief respite from running, where they find themselves at a small motel in Vegas with some time to kill. They are in the pool, her on a floating lounger, him pushing it around the pool.

"You explain things in detail, use obscure similes, and outrageous examples." Jessica pointed out. "Listening to you can be tedious."

"You don't ask for what you want. Your first impressions are often irrational and absurd. Talking to you can be an exercise in futility." Sam shot back with a grin. "Hey this is fun, let's keep going."

"What do I want that I haven't asked for?" Jessica asked after she had stopped laughing.

"You want to fuck me for one." Sam said.

"You have a very high opinion of yourself." Jessica said, her heart was racing now, she had controlled her urge to refute his claim. He was right, she desperately wanted to fuck him.

"You are insecure about your age." Sam shot back again with the dimple grin because he knew he had her on the ropes.

"What the hell do you mean by that?" Jessica said with an amused smile, this was something she was prepared to deny, even though she knew he was right again.

"You know you are beautiful, but you aren't sure if I, being somewhat younger than you, find you attractive and or fuckable."

This son of a bitch had her down cold! Jessica fought to maintain her composure while being further amazed at this young man's intuition. How could he read her so well? He addressed it so directly she found it hard to deny it and still sound believable. She had waited too long to respond now, anything she said to contradict would sound contrived and weak.

"So do you?" Is what she finally said and the smile on his face was a smile of victory.

"Find you fuckable?"

"Yes." She said exasperated and not really liking the expression.

"Jessica Shanahan, I think that you are stunning. A true hotty. Honestly, you stimulate me both mentally and physically." Sam said seriously, as he could tell this was important to her self esteem. "If you recall it was I that picked you up at the Midas. I did so because, based on the physical alone, I knew I wanted to get to know you better. In the short time I have had to get to know you, I have learned that you are beautiful both inside and out. I would derive great pleasure from a sexual relationship with you, and if our circumstances were different, I would proudly wear you on my arm at any function imaginable and enjoy the envy of my peers."

"God damn!" Jessica said. "Those are beautiful sentiments, and if they were coming from a man twice your age they wouldn't sound so corny, and patronizing. But you were right about the things you said before, and I think that it is time for a little less talk and a lot more action."

"Corny?" Sam said offended and immediately capsized the floating lounge she was in. She went into the water with a screech

When she came up sputtering, Sam was already on her. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into him. She looked around frantically to see if anybody was watching them. She felt the hard muscles of his body against her back, and his huge erection prodding her thighs through his shorts. She reached down and clutched at it, she marveled at it's girth.

Sam had been looking forward to this. He held her pressed to him with his right arm around her waist, and reached up and delved his hand under her bikini top to clutch her right breast with his left hand. Her breasts were firm and supple and he bent down to kiss her neck as he massaged one then the other, feeling her nipples harden under his hands.

Her right arm raised up and reached back to clutch at the back of his head as he explored her body with his hands and lips. She maintained a firm hold on his cock through the shorts and tried to stroke him. She was frustrated by the shorts in her way and pulled the left leg up to bare his cock. She finally was able to grasp it in the flesh, her fingers were not long enough to fully encircle it. She had seen a penis this big before, but it was in porn movie an ex and her had watched. If she had to guess, she would estimate that Sam's cock was around ten inches long and as thick as her own forearm.

Sam was enjoying her manipulations but didn't like the angle his shorts were forcing on his member. He quickly hooked his thumbs in the waistband of the shorts and pushed them down to mid thigh. His turgid cock swung up in the water to lodge itself in the deep cleft between her ass cheeks. She thrust her ass against it as he pulled her back tight against him.

She felt his right hand reach down the front of her thong and cup her bare mound. His middle finger slid into her and felt the hot moisture that had gathered at her core. She moaned into his neck as he spun her in his arms to face him. Their lips met hungrily. She tasted his full lips, then his tongue invaded her mouth. She parried with her own, their hands wrapped in each other's hair.

She felt his fat cock sandwiched between their bellies and reached down to stroke it. It was hot against her hand in the cool water. Sam was palming her ass cheeks and still kissing her frantically. His kisses were further arousing her.

Her top was askew and both of her breasts were bare, the nipples pressing into the hard muscles of his chest. She felt her thong get swept down her legs and off her feet. He had done it gently so he didn't hurt her ankle. Her legs came up and wrapped around his waist. The underside of his penis was pressed firmly against the furrow of her pussy. She undulated her thighs up and down the large slab of hot flesh and was rewarded with a moan from him. She stroked all the way to the top of his cock and the head wedged itself into the entrance of her hole.

Sam had her breasts in his face and took the opportunity to start kissing and licking her small nipples. They were already hard, and he could feel her wetness on the tip of his cock. She was as aroused as he was and he looked forward to the imminent entry.

"Gentle, big guy." She whispered into his ear as she slowly lowered herself onto him. She clutched at his neck and shoulders as his girth stretched her. She was very lubricated already, but the slow entry was making her even wetter. The pool water wasn't diluting it at all. She felt very full, and the pressure and friction against her inner walls brought on the delicious pain pleasure she had longed for since seeing him naked.

He groaned as he was enveloped in her liquid heat. He knew he would have to let her settle down on it on her own, but shortly after he could begin stroking. The wait was almost unbearable as he felt the cool pool water swirling around the lower half of his cock. It contrasted sharply with the intense heat inside her.

She had not gotten the whole thing inside her yet and already she felt on the precipice of what would be and incredible climax. She dropped down further, taking another two inches, of which she felt every muscle, vein and throb, then leaned forward to whisper in his ear. "Go."

With a buck of his hips, Sam rocketed the last few inches of his cock into her and felt her body tense in his arms. She clutched at him and he felt her fingernails dig into his back. She was trying to suppress her moans, as they were in a public place, but she inhaled deeply and with it there was a squeal of ecstasy.

Sam went to work slamming his cock in and out of her. The water around them churned and frothed. She held on as his cock head slammed repeatedly into her cervix. It hurt, but not as much as it felt good. The pain like a garnish to the main course of pleasure. She went over the edge on his third in stroke and howled, other motel guests be damned, through the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced.

Sam felt her climaxing around him, and fought to control his own release. He had his hands wrapped up behind her and clutching her shoulders as he slammed her down onto him. She was thrusting her pelvis into him on every down stroke and they were burying him in her to his balls.

She was amazed at the sensations he was creating within her as she swept down one orgasmic wave, she was peaking on another. The orgasms wracked her body in spasms. She had locked her ankles behind him, and the sprained one was protesting and shooting spasms of pain to her brain to mix with the pleasure there. She could not spare enough attention to her ankles to unlock them, and feared if she did, it might upset the rhythm that was bringing her so much pleasure.

His penis, being as thick as it was, was constantly scouring her G-spot with every stroke. The pleasure was so intense that tears were streaming down her face as he continued his assault on her. He was maneuvering her to the side of the pool where he pressed her ass against it and pounded into her harder.

He moved her towards the shallow end until she was at the right height that he could lay her back on the edge of the pool and continue stroking into her. With her laying on her back he was able to enjoy the glorious sight of her large breasts deliciously moving on her chest. Her eyes were pinched tightly closed and her mouth was open as she enjoyed her rapture. Her hands were holding tightly to the edge of the pool and she was pulling herself against his thrusts. He gripped her hips tightly as he climbed steadily towards his own release.

He was watching her for signs that she had enough. One hand came up to clutch at her breast then milk up to the rock hard little nipple and squeeze it tightly between her thumb and forefinger. The added visual treat of her massaging her malleable breasts made it more difficult to restrain himself.

Her tremors were spacing themselves father and farther apart though and he knew the end was near. She finally slumped back exhausted, and he jerked himself out of her and flopped his heavy penis on her toned belly where it erupted. he gripped it tightly in his trembling hand. He shot thick ropes of semen up her torso to splash violently against the undersides of her breasts and chin. His whole body was tensed and wracked with spasms as each rope jetted out of his cock. She raised her head to watch his twitching cock and caught one on the cheek. She grinned at him, and the vision of his fully flexed torso. She undulated her smooth pubic mound against his tight scrotum and the underside of his throbbing penis to milk the last drops out of him. His face was contorted with the force of the orgasm that was tearing through him.

She reached down and took him into her hands and she squeezed the last few drops out of his softening cock. The purple head hung heavily over her thumb. She brought her fingers up to her mouth and tasted him. She liked the taste and proceeded to scoop more off her body and lick that off her fingers as he watched her through half lidded, post orgasmic, eyes.

He raised her up into his arms and hugged her to him and backed them back into the pool. He squatted until they were in the water up to their neck and held her as the aftershocks of their climaxes subsided.

"Yeah, call Frank and tell him we need to shock the pool." A voice said from behind Sam, and Jessica jerked her head up to see the motel manager standing at the edge of the pool talking on a cell phone. He nodded to her and clicked the phone closed. She felt Sam's body rocking against hers with suppressed laughter and she joined him as she buried her head in his shoulder. "You going to stay another night?"

"Yes, if you'll have us." Sam said in between laughs.

"Oh hell yeah." The manager said. "I am a motel manager, I live for moments like these. Come on down to the office when you get a chance so we can settle up and do the paperwork."

"See you shortly then." Sam said. Jessica was laughing into his neck and it was starting to tickle.

"Her bottoms are over in the far corner, by the way." The manager said as he strolled away back towards the office.

"I wonder how long he's been there?" Jessica asked as they parted and she swam towards her thong.

"He showed up about halfway through it." Sam said. "We were off to the races though and I had no plans in stopping. I wondered how he would react."

"You knew?" Jessica asked incredulously.

"Yup." Sam confirmed as he watched her put the thong on and then adjust her top so the nipples were covered again. He had pulled his shorts back up already.

"You ready to go back up to the room?" She asked.

"Yeah, are there any donuts left?" Sam asked as he lit a cigarette. "If there isn't we have to order a pizza, or go to Denny's or something."