Chapter 1
For the past 8 years, I have owned a modest motel on the outskirts of Easton, P.A. Business had been going very well for two reasons, low prices and decent units. We were also only a few minutes away from the New Jersey state border. Since the pandemic, our prices have dropped substantially. These record low rates were great for the consumers, but came at a cost for me...unreliable guests.
We frequently started to get more druggies, dead-beats, hookers, small time criminals, and beggars. I do my best to be as accommodating to everyone but when you have poor boundaries like I have, they can become a major problem rather quickly. Out of all of my unreliable guests that I have hosted, there was only one in particular whom I had a love/hate relationship with... and her name is Sharona.
Sharona is a Jersey girl from Newark, and she’s got it all. The beautiful symmetrical face with wavy brown hair, the slender 5’4” body with perky c-cup breasts, amazing legs and the best looking ass I had ever seen. She frequently stays here often since the pandemic started, at least 4 - 6 times a month. From what interactions I had with her, her now-ex fiance had lost his corporate job in Manhattan and their relationship soon ended not too long after. She has been struggling financially ever since. I am also confident that she has struggled with other relationships since then.
Just about every time she checks in, there is usually a guy with her. And about all the time, that guy looked like a dead beat or a druggie...or both, but most of the time I can tell it’s a druggie. And every other time Sharona comes back, she has a new man with her.
In the past few months, she started having trouble paying me for one of my rooms. Sometimes her card would get declined, other times she was short on cash. I don’t mind helping people out so I let her have a room either for free for a night or for what little she offered me. She verbally tells me she appreciates my kind gestures, but after a few weeks, she’s doing it all over again. It is safe to say she was taking advantage of my kindness but I didn’t want to confront her. After all, she is a repeating customer...as well as my secret eye candy at that. I have always had this fantasy that she would one day ask for a room and mention that she had no money. In my fantasy I was a very confident man who would have had the balls to escort her to a room, throw her on a bed and hate-fuck her as repayment. It was of course only a dumb fantasy that I had...until one Saturday evening changed all that.
It was 7:10pm on a Saturday night. Heavy rain was coming down and I only had a little less than 2 hours before my assistant Evita would take over the reception area. I was finishing up with some paperwork until Sharona walked in.
I heard her laughter as she entered through the front doors. She sounded a tad drunk and was with a new guy who looked super scrawny. Both were drenched from the rain. She walked up to the counter and greeted me.
“Hi there!” shouts Sharona. “How are ya?”
“Hey Sharona, things have been going well. Can’t complain.” I responded. “Need a room for a night?”
Before she could answer, the guy she was with started to rub up against her. “What does it look like man...” he slurs and he awkwardly starts feeling up her hips. Sharona laughs a bit and then asks him to cut it out. He continues to flirt with her in the middle of my lobby, making the conversation more awkward for me. “You know babe, I think I know why you chose this place.” he says in a cocky tone. With a confused look, both Sharona and I look at him. “He looks a little like he could be my younger twin brother.” as he nods in my direction.
I don’t know about “twin brothers” even though we are about even in height and sport a shaved head. Both of us are slender but he looks way unhealthier. His comment made Sharona blush. “Oh stop you perv!” she snorts. “Please ignore him honey. He’s had a few beers.”
I knew it wasn’t the beer that is making him act this way but I didn’t bring it up. I was looking up the rooms we had available and saw that we only had 2 rooms left. A regular room that she usually books and a more expensive private suite where the room is much nicer and is not directly connected to another room for more privacy. As I punched a few keys on my keyboard I asked if the usual is alright with her. “Sure!” She replied. As I was about to book her room, she turned to the guy she was with and asked him to get her a pack of cigarettes from the car. He pouts about it for a few seconds but eventually leaves to get her smokes.
“I’m sorry about that sweetie,” she says. “Greg has been drinking and I hate that he embarrassed ya.” She then let out a slight sigh. I knew it was coming. “Listen, I know you probably hate me right now but I was wondering if you could help me out again? I am running low on cash and don’t get paid till next week. Would you be able to work with me?”
She gave me a slightly pitiful look as she asked. I sighed and replied “Let me see what I can do.” She then goes into her purse and pulls out a check. “I know I owe you a lot but I have something that might help.” Sharona pulled out a check belonging to Greg Dowell. It was written to him that had a little over a grand on it. She handed me the check and said “I know it’s to him but he told me we can use this to pay for the room in full tonight. If you are able to take it and cash it, you can keep a little extra for yourself for the troubles and you can hand back the rest of it. I am not asking for a discount darling, I know you do a lot for me.”
“I would but why didn’t he cash it first?” I asked. I was nervous that Sharona would have had an attitude with me but surprisingly she kindly responded, “We were going to hun, but he just got out of work like 2 hours ago. He didn’t have time. If you could do this for me, that would be so wonderful.” I felt the guilt all over me. I was very hesitant and I thought about it for a few seconds. I knew that was a bullshit story but I didn’t argue. “Are you sure he’s okay with this? I hesitantly asked. “Yes, definitely,” she replied.
I then sighed and punched a few more keys. “Why does she have to be this hot?” I thought to myself... “Tell you what. Let me take this check and I will give you keys to our much nicer private suite. As soon as I get off work at 9pm, I will deposit this check into an ATM under my account and withdraw the cash. As soon as I am done with that, I’ll come back here and slide the envelope with the remaining money under your door.” I suggested. “Will that work for you?”
“You are a doll!” she says with a smile. As Greg comes back in the lobby with a pack of cigarettes, I hand Sharona the keys to the private suite. She thanked me and left the lobby with Greg. It amazes me how someone like her goes for guys like him. Nevertheless, I went back to work.
9pm approaches and Evita arrives on time like always. Evita moved here from Mexico to start a better life for her family. Ever since I hired her, she has been my best, most trusted employee. “Good evening boss” she says walking in with a bag full of delicious Mexican pastries. “Hey Evita, glad you are here. Listen, I have to run to the ATM machine real quick. Could you wait till I get back before counting the register? I asked. “Of course!” she replied.
A few minutes later, I grabbed the check and drove off to deposit the check and withdraw the cash. During the drive I thought about Sharona and whether or not I should have been that nice to her. After I arrived at the ATM, the downpour got worse. I quickly got what I needed and headed back to the motel. As I went inside to my office, I took the amount that was to the motel room and put the rest in an envelope. I then walked over to the private suite to give them their money.
As soon as I arrived, I noticed the door was ajar. I walked up and knocked, making sure everything was okay. I heard a shower running despite there being a downpour outside. With no response I knocked again. Again, nothing. So I slowly opened the door just to make sure no one was hurt. Laying on the bed, I saw Greg not moving with a tourniquet on his arm and a syringe on the floor. As I carefully walked closer, I knew for sure that he overdosed. I can hear Sharona using the shower. From the look of things, I was certain that she had not noticed him yet.
Annoyed, I thought about it for a second until an idea came up. I sent a text message to Evita to call the local police department and informed her that there was a druggie causing problems. I told her the room number and to let the police know.
After sending the text, I picked up Greg and carried him outside. I then placed him about 10 feet away from the door next to a bush where he wasn’t as easily seen by the other guests unless they came near this room. I then went back inside to grab his syringe and placed it right behind him. I figure when the cops show up, they would immediately take him away and I wouldn’t have to deal with him again. As I went back inside, I only had to make sure he didn’t leave anything else there. If Sharona asked, I could play dumb and just tell her I haven’t seen him, making her think he just ghosted her.
As I walked back in, I carefully shut the door and quietly searched the place without making a sound. As soon as I checked one of the bags near the other end of the room, I suddenly got angry.
Stacks of $100 bills, all piled in what looks like Sharona’s bag. There must have been hundreds of thousands of dollars in here. I glared at that bag intensely, ruminating all of the times I helped Sharona out. I felt my blood boil and when all of a sudden, I heard the shower cut off. “Greg honey, the door better be closed.” Sharona shouted.
I immediately got pale and a sharp chill went down my spine. I slowly walked to the door trying to escape while not making a sound but it was too late. As soon as I got halfway there, the bathroom door opened. “I am done for...” I thought to myself. There was no way I could escape and then Sharona slowly walked out.
“You better not be super high right now. I had to cover for ya earlier when we first got here okay?” she said. My jaw dropped. Sharona was wearing nothing but a thong along with a very short and slender nightgown that barely covered the top half of her ass. I quickly got hard. She still had a towel drying her face and was also drying her hair while walking towards the bed. She was looking down the whole time, seemed so focused on drying her hair that she hadn’t noticed that I was really in the room and not Greg. It was only a matter of time until I would get caught though. Many thoughts ran through my mind on how to get out of this situation without major repercussions. Preparing for the worst, I decided to give in and confront her about what happened. I began to open my mouth and before I started to speak, Sharona asked “What’s this?”.
My heart sank only until a few seconds later when I noticed she was looking inside the nightstand drawer next to the bed. She bends over, showing more of her gorgeous ass to me. “Ohhhh this gives me an idea.” she said in a mischievous tone. I witnessed Sharona pick up a sleep mask and held it right in front of her face. With her back still turned towards me, she drops the towel and puts on the sleep mask. Then she turned towards me.
“What do you think?” Sharona asks in a sexy tone. I froze in place, not knowing what to say or do right now. She still thinks Greg is in this room with her, unaware that he is outside 10 feet away. The sleep mask was the only thing preventing me from getting caught.
I didn’t answer her. Fear took over my body and I felt paralyzed. My heart began to race and my palms were starting to sweat. She then felt around the side of the bed and pulled a wine bottle with 90% of it empty. She removed the cap and downs the last of it. She then places it down next to her and feels the side of the bed again. This time she glides both her hands and knees on the king size bed and crawls to the middle.
“Well...? You gonna answer?” She asked seductively. I still stood there in silence, nervous, not knowing what to say or how to go about getting myself out of this situation. Her attitude slightly changed. She then sighs “Ughhhh, you are high again aren’t you? I told you to not do that tonight, c...come here.” Sharona leans off the bed and stretches her arms out to feel for me, even though I am not who she thinks. I tried to move out of the way but she felt my arm and then grabbed my shirt. She pulled me closer to her and put her other hand on the side of my neck, checking for a pulse.
“Yup, your heartbeat is extremely fast.” she said as she let out another sigh. “You and your damn drugs... Come here!” She grabs the waist of my pants and jerks me towards the bed. She then sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled me in even closer. She is now frustrated and her Jersey accent is really coming out. “Let’s hope to god your dick still works.” She said forcefully as she started to unbutton my pants.
My heart started beating even faster. “This feels so wrong.” I thought to myself. I needed to leave, I should have left....but didn’t. I froze as I watched this gorgeous woman removing my clothes, thinking I am someone else. After unbuttoning my pants, she pulled down my zipper. She then grabbed both sides of my pants and boxers and yanked them straight down. As soon as they fell to my ankles, my large, fully erect cock sprung out and hit Sharona in her face. She immediately pulled her head back as a response. “What tha?....” she slurs as she is taken back as to what just happened. She then started to laugh a little. “Hehehe, there is no way you....oh. Oh wow.” Her attitude changed as soon as she started to feel what was in front of her.
Sharona’s hands were on my swollen, rock hard cock. Her face is still half covered by the sleeping mask but her jaw dropping told me she was impressed with what she had felt. “Oh my.... Greg honey, you weren’t lying. You are big down here!” She says excitedly as she starts to massage and grope my cock. My heartbeat was still racing. My head was distracted with thoughts, internally debating if I should go through with this or not. I was starting to feel guilty about this and opened my mouth once more to stop her and end it...but she had other plans.
Right before I could speak a word, she grabbed my large member, stretched her mouth wide open and swallowed me right then and there. I let out a small gasp from the sensation. Sharona began to moan and continued to slurp loudly on my cock, bobbing her head back and forth with every thrust. I felt the endorphins rush throughout my body. It’s too late now. She has me trapped in her mouth and she is milking me good.
Her hands start to squeeze my back thighs as she starts to put more pressure on my cock. Next thing I knew I felt a tight squeeze on my dick. Her throat was now wrapped around my cock, swallowing me even more. Her bright red lips were kissing the base of my shaft. With a slight movement of her jaw, she stays exactly still and begins to lick my balls simultaneously. I instinctively grabbed the back of her head just to have something to hold onto. She then pulls herself back out. “Wow, you even taste good too... who knew? She said, Sharona started to kiss my lower abdomen passionately and worked her way back down to continue to suck me for a little longer. I grabbed the back of her head and guided her to my cock. After a few seconds,the pleasure took over me. I started to pull on her head and thrust simultaneously. I was face-fucking her hard... And she took it all.
Her hands that had a firm grip on my thighs now loosened up. Her arms slowly dropped as I continue to face fuck her. She started to moan even louder but luckily we were in a private suite with no neighbors so no one could hear us. The sound of her slurping kept me going as I picked up the pace a little bit.
As Sharona continued to deep throat my large member, I saw a flash of red and blue lights outside the window. The cops finally pulled up. The sounds from the heavy rain and thunder outside drowned out the noise. Where Sharona is still wearing a sleeping mask, she did not suspect a thing. The lights did distracted me for a few seconds and I started to slow down. Sharona lifts her head and asks me “Are you tired already?... I was gonna....”. Without letting her finish her sentence, something came over me. I grabbed my long, thick cock with my right hand and grabbed the back of Sharona’s head with my left and then I forced my large member back into her mouth. She gasped and let out a moan of pleasure. She seemed to like it when a guy is forceful. After a few more minutes, the red and blue lights fade away. I grab Sharona’s hair and pull her head off my dick. She let out a gasp with saliva all over her small nightgown. I placed my hands on the sides of her gown and pulled straight up. With a single stroke, I removed it off her body and threw it in the corner.
Before me was her slender body wearing nothing but a thong and a sleep mask. Her tits were on full display and they looked perfect. She then reached for the sleeping mask that she was still wearing. Before she could get the chance to remove it, I grabbed her wrists and slammed her down on the bed.
Her breasts bounced as she landed. She let out a slight gasp and I climbed on top of her making sure she didn’t remove the mask. Her neck and chest are bright red, turned on by being thrown like a rag doll and forced into submission. She tries to fight her way out but fails. She has a huge grin on her face and leans up towards my face. She whispers “You gonna tie me down.”
I stopped and looked around trying to find something to tie her down with. After 20 seconds, Sharona continued, “The straps are on the sides of the bed honey.” I leaned to my left and found one of the straps. I grabbed it and placed it on her wrist while I leaned over to the other side of the bed to get the other one. Once I had both straps, I began to tie her down. I was sitting over her toned legs and pulled the straps tight enough to where she could not free herself on her own. I then leaned forward and slowly kissed her neck.
“Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck yes.” She moaned. I took my sweet time tasting her neck and then working my way to her breasts. Cupping them with my hands, I placed my mouth on her right nipple and began to suck. Her back arched and Sharona started panting a little louder. I worked my way over to the other breast before I ever so slowly licked my way down her flat stomach. She started twitching and began to thrust her pelvis up a little the lower I got. “Please... please go lower.” she begged. I knew she wanted to get eaten out. I paused for a second and then I slid my fingers along her legs and up to her hips. I grabbed each side of her thong and peeled it off of her. She wiggled her hips making it easier for me to pull the underwear off. While removing her thing, I slowly revealed her beautiful, clean-shaven pussy. I tossed the underwear aside and began kissing her inner thighs, slowly spreading her legs as I got closer to her sweet spot. With a gentle touch, I slid my tongue over her wet pussy ever so slightly...just enough for her to barely feel it. She started to whimper, continuing to beg. I hovered over it, making sure she felt my every breath, ready to pleasure her. I licked once more and then I began to eat her out.
Sharona let out an audible gasp. I felt her tense up and her legs began to pulsate. I worked my tongue around until I found her clitoris. She jerked around after a minute or two, she cried “Oh god! Oh god!”. Within seconds, she covered me with her juices. Her legs continuously shook as she orgasmed on my face...but I didn’t stop. I kept eating her out and after a few more seconds, she started to scream a little louder. This time she wrapped her legs around my head and released more of her sweet juices. Sharona soon started to calm down and loosen up her tight grip of her legs. While he was catching her breath, I leaned over her and removed the straps of the bed.
She starts to undo the straps from her wrists but I stop her. I stood up and pulled her with me only to forcefully turn her around and bend her over. I put both of her hands behind her back and tied them together. With my right hand, I firmly grabbed the knot that I just tied, and buried her head in the blankets. Her perfect ass is positioned right in front of me. I caressed my left hand on it, rubbing it oh ever so slowly, enjoying the moment knowing this ass was mine for the night.
After a few seconds, I pulled her closer to me, grabbed my cock with my left hand and positioned my swollen tip right against her dripping wet pussy. Her legs started trembling. She starts rubbing her pussy up and down on my cock signaling me to give it to her...and so I did.
I carefully slid my large member into her. She let out a loud gasp, not realizing only half of my large cock still hasn’t entered her yet. I thrusted carefully back and forth easing in a little more of me with each stroke. Soon, her moans got louder. After a few more seconds, I gave her my all. I pulled all the way out with my tip pressing up against her. With one strong thrust, I impaled her. With her face buried in the pillows, Sharona let out a loud yelp. I held her there with my entire cock buried inside her. I pulled back moments later and proceeded to pound her over and over and over again...and she was enjoying every fucking bit of it.
Her legs began to buckle and after a minute, she orgamsed again. Almost none of her juices came out because my large cock was still fully stuffed inside her. She kept screaming... And I keep fucking her. After a few more minutes, I started to feel a build-up myself. I slowly pulled out of Sharona and began to untie the straps on her wrists. Her arms drop and her hands grab the blankets. While letting her collect her breath, I placed both hands on her amazing ass. I know I won’t last much longer. I already took a hug risk of fucking her without a condom but I needed a release. I then sucked on my finger and slowly rubbed her pussy and then worked my way up to her asshole.
“Woah there, I don’t know if I can handle that in my ass yet.” Sharona said nervously. She was still exhausted from earlier. Her arms and legs were weak. As she laid there ass up, I stroked my long cock, fantasizing about how I always wanted to fuck her ass. “You know what?” I thought to myself, “Her ass is mine. She used me and I am going to make her pay″. A jolt of energy rushed throughout my body. I got right behind Sharona and I spread her ass, positioning the tip of my huge cock right over her anus. She starts to tremble, “Whuh...wait.. I don’t think...”. Before she could say anything else, I leaned forward, grabbed her head with both hands, covered her mouth and fucked her ass.
The first thrust surprised both of us. She couldn’t believe I went through with this.... I couldn’t believe how hard it was for my large cock to get in. Her ass was the tightest thing I ever felt. It was a struggle getting the head in but after a little bit of work, I started to get deeper. Sharona started to whimper and tried to push me away with her arms. She felt overwhelmed with pressure but I was too strong for her. I kept fucking her...hard. After she did her best to brush me off, her arms gave in and lowered. Right now she has taken in a little more than half of my cock in her ass, and I was determined to go all the way.
After a few more minutes, I got even further in. Sharona’s face is buried in the pillows and her legs are shaking. Soon, her whimpering went away and she started to moan with pleasure. With a few more thrusts, I slammed my entire cock in her ass. Her legs, arms, and yes even her ass was trembling. I then pulled back and kept bottoming her out. With every thrust, I watch her ass bounce off of me. Soon, I noticed she started to seem to really enjoy it. I slowed down to a stop but left my member inside her. For a few seconds there was silence, trying not cum just yet. Sharona soon started to push her ass up against me...moaning for more.
I grabbed both of her hips and fuck her even harder. Sharona screamed loud with pleasure as she held onto the bed sheets while her ass was taking a beating. The storm outside continued to prevent anyone from overhearing us. After a minute of non stop pounding, her legs shake again, Only this time it’s more violent.
“Greg baby I am gonna...!” Sharona let out one final scream of pleasure and immediately collapsed face first into the bed. With her bare beautiful ass in the air, her pussy leaked even more of her juices. Her body laid there in front of me...defeated. She couldn’t get back up. Her arms and legs were jelly. She had no energy. She was done...but I wasn’t.
I grabbed her hips and slouched her ass up even higher. She folds like a puppet and allows me to position myself. I rest my fat cock on her ass and then pulled her cheeks apart. As my cock slowly slid down her ass, the head found its way to her anus. I only put a little pressure on her to let her know what I am going to do to her. She just laid there, not grabbing anything, not flinching...nothing. Just laying there ready to take it. I grip her ass tightly with my hands and force myself back into her ass.
Sharona rolled her face into the pillows and let out a loud moan. I spend the next few minutes fucking her at full force. Her legs and ass cheeks vibrated with every thrust. I slowly got faster and faster bottoming her out each time. My fantasy has now become a reality. It was only a matter of time until I felt a strong pressure build up in me. After a few more thrusts, it happened.
My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I violently released what felt like the largest load I ever made. Her ass was trembling around my cock. I felt my large member continue to pump more of my juices in her. After a few more seconds, I was done. My large swollen cock started to relax as I slid myself out of her, watching my cum pour out of her ass. She then collapsed on the bed yet again. I stood there silently and watched her catch her breath. The sleep mask was still on her. I looked around and quietly put on my clothes. I grabbed the few things I had and walked towards the bag with the money in it. I carefully grabbed a few stacks so Sharona couldn’t hear me digging in the bag.
As I slowly walked towards the door, Sharona started to speak. “Could....could you go to the front office and ask for more towels please?” Thinking on my feet, I slowly walked up to her and kissed her on her forehead, not saying a single word. I then walked to the front door and opened it. The sound of heavy rain swept through the room. I turned around and looked at Sharona’s beautiful bare ass one more time before I stepped out and closed the door behind me.
I carefully placed the envelope of her money quietly under the door and then walked towards the front office. I was happy to see that Greg was gone. After chatting with Evita, I said my good night and headed home for the night. When my head hit the pillow, I was out. This was the best sleep I ever had.
The next morning I woke up early and headed into the front office. I greeted Evita and then checked the computer to see who had checked out. Sharona still appeared to be in her private suite. After sipping on some coffee and punching in some keys on the keyboard, the front door opens up...it was Sharona. She comes up to the counter looking very exhausted.
“Good morning!” I said cheerfully. “How was the private suite?” Sharona appeared dazed but snapped into it to answer my question.
“Room was very nice. I... I uh.....” Sharona was mumbling trying to figure out what to say. “Sorry, the room was really nice.” I can tell she was still feeling what I secretly did to her last night. She asked if I had seen Greg since last night. I kindly told her I unfortunately hadn’t. After a few more seconds of small talk, I checked her out of her room. Sharona smiled at me and thanked me for the room.
As she was leaving the lobby, I happily glanced at her ass one more time before she exited through the front door...limping the entire way.
