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Motel Rooms-published in more than 30 chapters and in many different parts

Chapter 8-Leaving Sacramento

Morning sunlight was coming through widows when I became aware of my surroundings. Ann was in spooning position with her big butt pressed into my crotch. ‘Ah, no wonder I woke up with a hard-on’ I thought. When I glanced at the clock it was a little after nine thirty and I noticed that the lube still was open where Ann left it last night. So I stealthily reached over and picked up the tube and squirted a generous amount in my hand and I slowly, carefully lifted my hand down so that I could rotate it into position to massage Ann’s wide open ass crack. In one easy move I made straight for her pucker-nut and tapped my index finger so some of lube was forced up her ass. She stirred uttering a faint moan and then she bent herself almost double as she made her erotically sensuous ass more accessible to me. My cock went rock hard again as I slowly entered Ann’s most intimate spot and methodically sunk my finger deep into awaiting rectum. Ann did not shrink from this, in fact she pushed back against me with a little “uh…uh…eh” as I felt her relax and begin to open for me. I didn’t push in and out as I did last night but I slowly rotated and pushed sideways in an effort to discover if she could actually open up by herself and I was almost immediately rewarded as I eased in two more fingers! ‘My God this girl has a nice big sexy ass’, I marveled to myself, as she groaned and bucked on my hand. Ann was obviously enjoying herself but I thought it was best to slow down and guide her into the shower with me. I eased my fingers out of Ann’s ass and whispered to her as I got up “Come take a shower with me sweetheart”. I got up and washed my hands and turned to see her come to me with a dramatic pout on her lips as she put her arms around me and buried her head in my chest and whined “Why did you take your fingers out?” Then she looked up at me with an impish grin as she took hold of my cock and giggled “You really do like playing with my butt, don’t you?” I sighed deeply and hugged as I whispered in her ear “Ann I love your gorgeous ass.” She looked deeply into my eyes and gushed, “Oh Jim, I just want to please you!” “You are pleasing me, baby, you already are” I said. “But you haven’t made love to me yet. Don’t I please you?” she said in a note of self-doubt. I took her and kissed her deeply and after I pointed to the shower and began to lead her saying, “We have a long trip together Ann. I intend to make you as happy as I am capable of. Just be patient and let it happen in a natural way. Remember what I asked: that you think about what it is that you want from your boyfriend?” Ann stepped into the bathtub-shower and said “Will you bring me the shampoo please?” I went out to her overnight bag and opened it, half expecting to see what ever enema equipment she had use two nights ago and found only some dirty clothes. I brought my own sundries into the shower and said “Here you can use mine” not realizing that she was thinking about the courtesy shampoo and conditioners that come with the room. I had some Aloe Vera soap that she liked the fragrance of so I began to lather her up and wash her body. She closed her eyes as she mouthed erotic noises and I liberally lathered her up so that everything below her neck was soaped up and grabbed around her waist and soaped up her butt crack. She let me know by her moans that I needed to keep working as I let my index finger slip just into her anus and wiggled it there. I then got behind her as I washed her breasts as my rapidly hardening cock poised in the crack of her ass. I went forward a little as I felt the head of my cock touching her tight little hole, but I resisted penetrating her, although by now I knew she wanted it. The thing is… I really wanted to give her an enema first, so even though she thrust back at me in a gesture of what I’ll characterize as anal supplication, I turned her around and hugged her. I wrapped my arms around her tightly and pressed my slippery cock into and up on to her tummy. I kissed her and she beamed “My turn” and began soaping my cock and balls-again-and then she pirouetted to deftly work on by back. She did an outstanding job, but it was obvious were she was going. When she got down to my lower back and butt, she took the bottle, stuck it between my ass checks and squeezed. My ass crack filled up and a little went up my ass. As I groaned “Oh baby that’s not meant for internal use,” she just snickered impishly “Oh its good enough to put your soapy finger up my butt but not my soapy finger up yours?” as she lunged a soapy finger deep in my ass. She said triumphantly “is that what you call wood, Jim?” as she held my hard slippery cock in one hand while the other had two fingers up my ass. I squirmed away from her and physically dominated her in a loving way and said “Let's rinse off and get going honey or we're never going to get out of this dump.” She reluctantly agreed.