Thank you for all the love, comments and ratings you have given to this series. This episode develops characters introduced in episode four and picks up right where episode four left off. Each story is written to be read as a stand-alone, but you may find it helpful to read the earlier episodes first. As with the other episodes, the characters in this story are based on real people, using real names and details from their lives. Camryn is a friend. The fantasies included in this story are hers in real life. One has to be careful what they wish for. Like the other episodes, this one takes off in a whole new direction. We hope you like it!
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"She's a mess," Chase said with a laugh, as we both watched the sexy MILF hurry barefooted to her car in the parking lot of the Starlight Motel. Her salmon colored tube top and short black skirt looked thrown on. Her top was crumpled, revealing much of her ample cleavage. The bottom of her skirt was twisted up in the back, exposing part of her naked ass. Her long brunette hair flew in all directions and looked like a rat's nest. Smudged mascara graffitied her splotchy face. Her nearly naked tan fit body was decorated with obvious streams of dried cum. She carried her shoes and purse in one hand while frantically digging for her keys with the other. Her frenzied behavior made her look like she was kicked out of her hotel room like a whore. She scurried to her car, embarrassed by the exposure of the bright morning sun. "Makes you wonder how the hell she got herself in that situation."
"Like you said, Hun, it looks like someone got their money's worth from her last night," I said.
"Can't blame them," Chase confessed. "She's hot."
"You'd fuck her?" I asked.
Chase blushed. "Only if you were there with me, Camryn," he lied.
"You'd fuck anything that's warm," I teased.
"Doesn't have to be that warm," he teased back. "I'll heat you both up like I did you last night."
I slapped him playfully in the arm as our car pulled out of the parking lot. "Last night was hot." I was suddenly transported back to memories of our all-night fuck in the dungeon-themed room of the cheap hotel. I felt like such a slut. Nothing like a themed room to spice up our love life. My pussy moistened thinking about it. There isn't anything either of us won't try at least once.
Chase and I got married a year and a half ago. Chase is a regular guy, about 5'11," with short reddish-blond hair, including his close-shaved mustache and beard. He has a muscular build with some signs of our shared enjoyment of a good beer.
I'm 5'8" and fit with golden brown hair, blue-green eyes and a broad smile. I've been told I'm the girl next door that every guy secretly wants to fuck. Part of that is because I'm a fun-loving girl who's never met a stranger. No princess here. I'm a "t-shirt and jeans" wearing tomboy who likes sports, partying and hanging out. At the same time, my 34Ds, perfect ass and love of flirting makes me all girl. I feel hottest when I'm showing it all off wearing bikinis on a beach or sexy revealing dresses on the dance floor.
"So fuckin' hot," he said with a broad smile, glancing at my body. "You're such a slut."
"I love when you treat me like one, Hun."
"I'm so going to fuck you when we get home, Bitch."
"Stop it. You know what it does to me when you talk dirty." I reached over and raked his cock with my fingernails outside his pants. I love turning him on and fucking his brains out. Last night was non-stop. I looked teasingly at him. I could already see movement of his arousal in his lap. I knew images were flashing through his mind of having his way with my bound body in the dungeon-themed room the night before. I looked both directions out the car windows before pulling my shirt off, exposing my large firm tits as we drove down the road.
"What are you doing?"
"You might have to wait until we get home, but that doesn't mean I do," I said. I leaned over, unbuttoned his pants, lowered his zipper and manhandled his semi-hard cock free. I wrapped my lips around the top of his cock and swallowed his length.
"Oh fuck!" he said, trying his best to drive safely. His left hand gripped the steering wheel while his right hand moved across my naked torso. I knew his cock so well I could read his response to my oral affection. He moaned. It took less than five minutes for his ass to begin to stir in the car seat. "Oh, fuck yes." He squeezed my tit hard. I could feel that I was close to taking him over the edge of pleasure. Nobody gives head better than me. He was helpless to my lustful determination.
"Oh fuck, Camryn. Yes. Yes. Yes!"
Chase's body moved while doing his best to maintain control of the car. "Augh!" he yelled as the first waves of cum flowed freely into my mouth. "Oh fuck!"
"Mmmm," I moaned with delight as I swallowed all I could get. "I'm thirsty." My tongue skillfully ran over the top of his sensitive head as my lips hungrily devoured his length. Saliva mixed with cum escaped down his cock as I gasped for air before swallowing him again, lapping up every drop of sloppiness.
Chase pulled into the driveway of our house as I finished. "Now for that shower," I said.
"You're such a fuckin' whore," he said with a smile.
"Say it again," I said.
"You fuckin' whore," he repeated. "Get your ass in there so I can fuck you like one," he said.
"I dare you," I said playfully. I opened the car door and walked to the front door, leaving my t-shirt in the car.
"Damn, you're insatiable."
He opened the front door to our home, pushed me inside and shut the door behind us.
"Fuck me," I said.
We pealed each other's remaining clothes off as we moved toward the glass walled shower. Hot water quickly steamed up the small room as we stepped into the glass enclosure. I reached down and took his cock in both hands. He leaned down and gave me a passionate kiss, pressing my back against the hot shower wall. He knelt down slightly, wrapped his hands beneath my ass and picked me up so my legs wrapped around his waist. He pressed his face into my large firm slippery tits. I suddenly felt his thick hard cock force its way into my soaked pussy.
My hands reached around his head. I dug my nails into the back, pulling his face into me. I gasped at the glorious feel of his cock penetrating me roughly, slamming my body against the slippery shower wall. The moist air created a thick fog, forcing me to gasp for breath. "Harder!" I begged.
The climax in me grew quickly. It felt like it was coming from every extremity of my aroused body, moving toward a thundering climax. Goosebumps covered my skin in the hot shower like cold-chills in fevered heat. I gasped again, surrendering to the growing climax.
Suddenly, Chase's body convulsed in sheer pleasure. "Oh fuck!"
I felt him fill my body with cum, further lubricating my desperate pussy. I screamed with pleasure as my orgasm crashed over me. My fingernails instinctively gripped his muscular shoulders to hold on. "Yes, yes, yes!" I screamed. "Fuck me!" I begged.
Chase continued to pound me against the shower wall, having his way with me. My body melted into his strong arms as wave after wave of ecstasy poured over me. I can never get enough of that feeling. I love being fucked. I love the dizzying whirlwind of orgasms. I am voracious. The more I get, the more I want.
We took our time drying off. We both wrapped towels around our bodies rather than getting dressed, mine around my chest, his around his waist. Neither of us were convinced we were done fucking for the morning. We sat down and ate. "What do you want to do today?" he asked.
"Get fucked by you again, Hun," I said teasingly.