A Late Night Tryst at the Motel


A Late Night Tryst at the Motel

It had been three long years since I had felt my toes curl in pleasure. I had been so busy with work and life that I had finally decided to take a night off and indulge myself.

I drove down the highway, my car humming along with a sense of anticipation as I approached the motel at the edge of town. I pulled into the parking lot and stepped out into the night, feeling a thrill as I scrutinized the motel.

Inside, I paid for my room with cash and was handed a key. As I walked down the dark hallway, I felt a heavy sense of arousal inside me. I opened the door to my room and stepped inside, the smell of sex thick in the air.

I was immediately drawn to the bed, and I stripped out of my clothes and lay down under the blankets. I closed my eyes, picturing the person I would soon be sharing pleasure with. I imagined what their body would feel like against mine, their hands exploring my curves and my own caressing them.

My thoughts were soon interrupted by a knock at the door. I quickly rose from the bed and opened the door, revealing a stunningly beautiful woman standing outside. She was wearing a tight dress that accentuated her curves, her blonde hair cascading over her shoulders.

We looked at each other in silence before I finally spoke. “Hello,” I said softly, my voice trembling slightly with desire.

She smiled in response, her lips parted in a seductive way. She stepped into the room and shut the door behind her, never taking her eyes off of me. I felt myself shiver with anticipation as she moved closer.

She reached up and ran her soft, delicate fingers along my jawline before leaning in to brush her lips against mine. I gasped as her lips moved against mine, my skin tingling with pleasure.

Our kiss deepened, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths as we moved closer together. She ran her hands down my back, her touch sending a wave of heat through my body. I felt my skin flush with excitement as I reached for her curves, my hands exploring her body.

We began to move together, our bodies undulating in a wave of pleasure and desire. She reached for the bed, pulling me down onto the mattress with her. I felt a rush of energy surge through my body as she straddled me, her body pressing against mine.

My hands explored her body as our movements became more passionate. I felt her skin grow slick with sweat as we moved together, our bodies trembling with pleasure. I felt the orgasm start to build inside me, wave after wave of pleasure washing over me.

Finally, I let out a loud cry as I felt the pleasure crest, my entire body trembling with pleasure. We lay together in a panting heap, spent from our lovemaking. I looked into her eyes, feeling a connection between us that went beyond just physical pleasure.

We lay there together until fatigue finally overtook us, our bodies entwined in an embrace as we drifted off to sleep. In the morning we awoke, still tangled together, and exchanged a lingering kiss goodbye before we went our separate ways.

That night had been the first intimate encounter I had experienced in years, and it had been everything I had hoped for and more. I drove away from the motel, already missing the beautiful woman I had just shared such an intimate experience with. But I knew I had memories that would last a lifetime.