Motel 666
It was getting dark as the station wagon pulled into the poorly lit parking lot of the seedy motel along Highway 66. Clouds of exhaust spewed from the back of the vehicle as it practically stuttered to a stop in one of the many empty spots, as fatigued as the women riding within, and when the key was turned and the engine shut off, it did so with an almost frightening finality.
"Well, here we are," Rayne said as she leaned back in the driver's seat, tired from driving for so long, but likewise frowning as she looked at the questionable motel through the windshield of the ailing station wagon.
L-shaped like most motels in the region, with only a single floor and a line of identical rooms wrapping around the parking lot, the structure looked almost deserted, with only two other vehicles parked nearby, one of which looked to be in an advanced state of rust. The paint was chipped, the roof had more missing shingles than it had shingles remaining, and the doors and windows were all covered in thin layer of sand and dust. The only light in the building seemed to come from the front office, and even this did barely anything to illuminate the scene. A tall sign stood nearby, advertising the structure as "MOTEL 666," with the letters spelling out "VACANCY" beneath it flickering on and off seemingly at random.
"This is it?" Courtney asked as she rolled down the window on the passenger's side and took a look at the motel, raising a questioning eyebrow as she did so. Blonde and beautiful, she was dressed lightly for their road trip, in denim short-shorts that showed off her long legs and a simple green bikini top that barely contained her sizable breasts. "It…kinda looks like shit."
"Yeah, well, there's no other Motel 666 around, so it must be this one," Rayne responded, just as disappointed as her friend but also too tired from driving to argue it further. Of Indian descent with brown skin and short black hair that fell just to her shoulders, she wore black shorts with a matching tank-top, and little else. "Besides, Kristina went out of her way to recommend it. She said she had the time of her life here."
"Kristina might need to get her head examined," interjected Alyssa as she leaned forward from the backseat, sticking her head between those of her friends as she practically glared at the seedy motel they were now parked in front of. The tanned brunette wore a simple beanie and a blue sports bra with matching shorts. "I've seen this place in at least three horror movies. We're definitely going to get raped and murdered."
"Honestly, after being trapped in this car with you for eight hours, I'll take the rape and murder," Courtney said with a smile and a roll of her eyes as she unbuckled her seatbelt and opened her door to get out of the car. Rayne did so on the other side, followed shortly thereafter by Alyssa, who shrugged as she realized she had little choice in the matter.
Rayne, Courtney, and Alyssa had been friends for years, having met in high school and remaining almost permanently bonded since, even following each other into the same university. Now in their second year of college, the girls had decided to forego the sleazy beaches and questionable waters of Cancun for Spring Break, and had instead decided to embark on a cross-country road trip with one another. Nothing but old maps, fresh coffee, and the open road. They had little in the way of a destination in mind, and so they stopped wherever and whenever they felt like it, taking in the tourist traps and roadside attractions as they drove further and further into the wild interior of the American continent.
Unfortunately, the last day or so had been rather difficult. As the traffic died down and the scenery grew scarce, the three girls encountered fewer and fewer notable landmarks, mostly passing by abandoned gas stations and empty diners. It had grown hot, as well, and the air conditioning in the station wagon was shoddy at best, causing them to ride with the windows down for the majority of the day. Further, with Courtney still hungover from the previous evening and Alyssa having had her license recently revoked, Rayne was left to do all the driving, and it had worn on her quite quickly.
Suffice it to say, by the time the three found the mysterious Motel 666, recommended to them by a shared friend, they were more than happy to get out of the car and take a break for the evening, in hopes of waking up to a better day tomorrow.
The guy at the desk neither stood up nor smiled at Rayne, Courtney, and Alyssa as they entered the front office, merely flicked his eyes over to them as he leaned with an elbow on the desk. With a face covered in acne and greasy hair pulled back in a mullet, the man looked like some hideous cross between a teenager in the midst of puberty and an old man who had seen far too much and experienced far too little.
"Welcome to Motel 666, where your pleasure is our business," said the young man, greeting them the exact same way he had greeted hundreds or even thousands of guests before them. He made no attempt to hide the fact he was looking at the girls as he checked them out, one by one, ogling their legs, breasts, and butts without even an iota of shame. "How can I help you?"
"Uh, we'd like to stay the night," Rayne told him, frowning a little uncomfortable as she felt the man's eyes on her legs and chest. Perhaps Alyssa had been right, and this motel was a bad idea after all. "Would you happen to have any rooms with three beds?"
"One bed per room," the attendant responded, grunting and shifting in his seat.
"Wouldn't be the first time we had to share," Courtney admitted with a shrug. "How much?"
The attendant didn't answer, however; he had closed his eyes and was now leaning back a little in his chair, as though fading off or thinking about something else entirely.
"Sir?" Rayne asked.
Still nothing. The attendant didn't even open his eyes.
"Hey, asshole, how much?" Alyssa finally interjected, projecting her voice to ensure everyone in the room could hear her. It worked, too, as the attendant suddenly shook his head and opened his eyes, glaring as he looked back at the college girls.
"Eh?" he asked, distractedly. "Oh, right. It's a hundred a night."
"A hundred bucks?" Alyssa asked incredulously, her eyes widening. "Dude, this place is a shithole. That's ridiculous."
"It's called supply and demand," the attendant told her, slowly looking over and then smiling a little as he looked her up and down with such unashamed lust that it caused the girl to shudder under his watch. "We got supply, and you got demand. Ain't no other places around for an hour in either direction. Take it or leave it."
"We'll take it," Rayne stated before Alyssa could say anything further, hoping to avoid a confrontation and wanting nothing more than to finally get to sleep, even if it was in such a seedy and poorly managed place.
With that, money was exchanged, the girls were given a key to their room (also #6, oddly enough), and the deal was done.
"Checkout time is eleven," the attendant told them as they turned their back and left, none too quickly. "Enjoy your stay."
"Christ, what a creep," Courtney exclaimed the moment the door was closed behind them and he was certain the attendant couldn't hear. She could still feel his eyes looking her up and down, ogling her breasts and legs, and she could have sworn she had felt him stare at her ass in her tight short-shorts as they left. "What the hell was his problem?"
"I'm thinking he was distracted," Alyssa said with a smirk, her vindictiveness suddenly all but gone as she snickered and then gestured back towards the window of the front office. "Take a look."
Rayne and Courtney obliged, both turning to take a look at what Alyssa was referring to, and their eyes widened a little as they realized what they were looking at. Somehow, they were standing at just the right angle that they could look through the window and see behind the attendant's desk, revealing a girl was kneeling beneath the desk and busily bobbing her head as she sucked his cock. She was a cute young thing – perhaps a little too young – and half-naked, with her perky little tits swaying back and forth as she slobbered all over the young man's prick.
No wonder the attendant had seemed so preoccupied the entire time.
"Must not have been able to afford the nightly rate," Alyssa commented, laughing a little as she watched the girl go at it. "Hey, Courtney, sure you don't wanna go back in there and get us a discount?"
"Screw you, slut," Courtney retorted, but with a smile on her face all the while. She was blushing a little as she watched the girl in the window bobbing her head, the sight of it actually exciting her, despite everything.
"Come on, let's just get our stuff and head to our room," Rayne said, looking away more out of weariness than disgust or shame, far too tired to experience much of either. She led the way back to the car, and the three of them then opened the trunk of the station wagon and began pulling out whatever clothes and toiletries they would need for the night.
"Aren't you coming?" Courtney asked as she and Rayne began making their way to their room, only to stop as they saw Alyssa laying out a blanket in the backseat of the car.
"Why, so the creep at the desk can watch me sleep through a hidden camera in the bedroom?" Alyssa asked in response, jingling the car keys to reveal she had taken them from Rayne without the latter even noticing. She tossed a pillow into the backseat along with her blanket, indicating she planned on staying put. "I'll take my chances out here. But you two have fun getting raped and murdered!"
"Good night," Rayne said with a roll of her eyes and weary smile as she led the way to the room, followed by a lightly chuckling Courtney. It took a few tries to get the door to the room open, forcing her to jiggle the lock several times until the key fit just right, but eventually she got it, opening the door to look within. "Well, what do you think?"
"I think Alyssa might have had the right idea," Courtney replied with a friend, turning her nose up as she looked around.
The room was, to put it politely, underwhelming, and perhaps exactly as they had imagined it would be based on the exterior of the building itself. The ceiling was tiled, the walls were all fake wood paneling, and there was a noticeable layer of dust upon the crunch carpeting. Ugly curtains covered the single window, which meant the only illumination came from a single lap sitting on a nearby stand located next to the only bed in the entire room, a queen with covers as ugly as the curtains. There was a small closet, but with no door, and a bathroom in the rear, complete with sink, toilet, and shower stall, but little else.
"When we get back, Kristina is so dead," Courtney commented as she and Rayne nonetheless threw what little luggage they carried onto the floor and then closed the door behind them. The room already felt humid and sticky, and Courtney didn't even take the time to unpack her things before grabbing a slightly stained towel and making her way towards the bathroom. "You mind if I take the first shower? I feel totally gross."
"Go for it," Rayne said with a friendly shake of her head, already taking off her tank top to reveal her thin black bra beneath. "I'm going straight to bed. I'm wiped."
"I'll drive tomorrow, okay?" Courtney assured her, smiling in thanks and genuinely apologetic that she had forced her friend to drive for almost eight hours straight. "And hey, if you change your mind, you can totally join me. If Alyssa is right and the dude at the desk really is spying on us, we can give him a show! Bet he's never seen two hotties share a shower before."
"Just go!" Rayne replied with a laugh, tugging off her shorts and then bending over to root around in her bag for something to wear to bed. A moment later, she heard the door to the bathroom close behind her as Courtney entered, leaving her alone for the first time all day.
Courtney shed her own clothes the moment she was in the bathroom, after hanging the towel up on the single rack above the toilet. She signed as she felt her bikini top come off, releasing her bountiful breasts, and then shimmed out of her shorts and panties, leaving all of them on the tiled bathroom floor. She ran her fingers through her straight blonde hair, tugging out any apparent knots, and then gave herself a once over in the mirror. It had been a long and humid day, and the young woman was looking forward to the cleansing water of the shower.
Stepping into the shower stall, Courtney slid the translucent shower door closed and then turned on the water. It took a minute or so to adjust the water just right, but soon it was perfect, and Courtney stepped into the warm water with an almost orgasmic sigh of relief, closing her eyes as she felt the water wash away her sweat and grime and stress. She used the soap and shampoo provided by the motel – small, tiny things that were barely of any use at all – to wash herself, paying special attention to her breasts, her ass, and her inner thighs, the only parts of her body that had been actually clothed during the day.
As good as the shower felt, Courtney did feel a little lonely even as the warmth of the water began to blanket the small stall in steam, obscuring her view of the bathroom itself. She had only been half-joking when she invited Rayne to join her earlier – all three of the girls had shared showers before, and had even fooled around a little at parties – and a little excitement wouldn't have hurt. As much as she loved her friends, and loved spending time with them, there had been a distinctive lack of male company over the course of their trip, and Courtney bit her lip as she thought about how much she desperately wanted a hard cock to play with. She was a beautiful young woman, and she knew it, and so had never had trouble attracting men, even if she only tended to spend a few weeks with them at a time before moving on to the next.
Yes, right then and there, Courtney felt as though she had never wanted anything more than for a good, hard, meaningless fuck.
Which was exactly what she was about to get.
Courtney had neither heard nor seen anyone enter the bathroom, much less the shower stall, which is why she was so surprised – and so terrified – when she felt a hand suddenly covering her mouth to keep her from screaming. A moment later, there were more hands – far too many hands, it seemed – running up and down her naked body as she squirmed in the hot water, her eyes wide and her screams muffled by the hand covering her mouth. There were hands grabbing and fondling her tight ass, hands groping and squeezing her voluptuous breasts, hands taking hold of her waist and then repositioning her so she was pushed up right against the sliding glass door of the shower.
Then, with her hands and breasts pressed up against the steamy shower door and her ass sticking out lewdly, Courtney's eyes widened as she felt what was unmistakably a cock push against the slick lips of her pussy and then slide itself inside of her.
"Mmmmph!" Courtney tried to scream, her voice muffled thanks to the mysterious hand covering her mouth and keeping her from alerting Rayne or anyone else. She arched her back and wriggled her shapely hips from side to side as best she could, but the hands on her waist held her firm, and soon she felt her assailant's dick burying itself to the hilt inside of her needy but unprepared cunt.
Courtney closed her eyes and curled her fingers against the damn and steamy shower door as whoever or whatever was restraining her began to thrust in and out of her, its hips slapping against her supple ass as it drove itself deeper and deeper into her wet pussy. The girl whimpered and whined as she felt herself being fucked from behind, her mouth covered and her hips held firm as her assailant slammed into her again and again, moving harder and faster before setting a steady rhythm. It wasn't long before it was fucking her properly, hard and fast and exactly the way Courtney usually liked it, her entire body quivering as she took thrust after thrust.
Meanwhile, the hands restraining the girl continued to roam and move all above her, gripping her waist to hold her still so her assailant could thrust in and out of her without trouble, keeping her wrists trapped on either side of her face, and pushing her upper torso against the shower door, pressing her beautiful breasts against the steamy glass, making for a gorgeous view had anyone been on the other side to witness the blonde as she took her pounding like a good girl. Courtney felt cool breath on her bare back, hot water cascading over her, her sensitive tits pressed against the shower door, firm hips slamming into her bouncing ass, and the thickest cock she had ever experienced pushing deeper and deeper inside her with every thrust, stretching her little pussy in the most wonderful way she could imagine.
As such, even as part of her screamed at her to fight, to struggle, to resist as best she could, the majority of the girl's brain instead told her to simply give in and enjoy herself, to let her assailant do what he wanted, especially because whatever he was doing was also exactly what she wanted as well. As such, Courtney shuddered and quivered, both in panic and in pleasure, still whimpering every time the figure slammed back into her, pushing its fat cock deeper and deeper into her warm and welcoming folds. Her long legs shook as she fought to keep herself standing, her toes curling in with every thrust into her supple body.
SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP
Either because Courtney was beginning to accept what was happening to her, or because of the way her young but experienced pussy began clenching and tightening around its fat cock, the assailant began pounding into the blonde harder and faster than before, still pressing her against the shower wall as the sound of its hips slapping against her bare ass filled the steamy shower stall. Fingers dug into the girl's bucking hips and tightened around her restrained wrists, even as she gave herself over to the stranger, willingly and passionately surrendering to the most extreme fucking she had ever experienced.
"Mm! Mm! Mmm! Mmmpphh!" Courtney groaned into the hand covering her mouth as she felt her mysterious lover increase in both speed and intensity, forcing her back to arch in delight with each and every powerful thrust into her body. The young woman's eyes were practically rolling into the back of her head as she felt wave after wave of pleasure crash over her, passionately bucking her naked hips in hopes of taking the intruder all the way into her womb. "Nn, nn, nn, nn, nn, nn, nn, nn, nn…!"
Gone was the last of her resistance, even if the surprise and confusion remained, replaced entirely by startling ecstasy as she felt the stranger in the shower pound the holy hell out of her exactly the way she liked it. Courtney practically pressed herself up against the shower door as she arched her back and bucked wildly, wanting more than anything to feel her assailant's cock buried as deeply as possible inside her even as they jackhammered into her like she was nothing more than a piece of hot ass, their piece of hot ass, which is all the blonde aspired to be right then and there, unable to believe she could have ever wanted anything else.
With hot water falling all about her, steam clouding her eyes and surroundings, and what felt like a dozen hands gripping her, squeezing her, fondling her possessively, Courtney all but fainted as she felt orgasm after orgasm crash over her, each one more powerful than the one before it. Her lover's cock came hard and fast, never slowing, never stopping, each thrust stretching her little pussy wide open and piercing her warm and fertile womb. The girl quivered and writhed in unending ecstasy as she felt her entire body loosen and tighten, loosen and tighten, loosen and tighten, her wet hair plastered across her face and back and her mind almost entirely blank.
When the mysterious figure fucking Courtney to within an inch of her life finally came, she accepted it happily and possessively, having never before wanted anything so much as to feel her lover's seed splashing inside her. She shuddered and whimpered and felt her head lean back in ecstasy as her assailant ejaculated inside of her, painting her womb white and filling her with heat that put even the hot water of the shower to shame. Whoever or whatever had pushed her to the edge continued to thrust into her several more times, as though determined to give Courtney ever last drop of their seed.
And then, all of a sudden, it was over.
"Fuck!" Courtney cursed as she suddenly slipped a little, no longer feeling the hands of her lover pinning her to the shower door or digging into her shapely hips. Even the cock buried in her cunt had disappeared, leaving her feeling remarkably empty, though she still felt the liquid heat of the stranger's seed deep within.
Disoriented, the blonde spun around, looking throughout the shower stall, but she was alone, her assailant having disappeared as easily and mysterious as they had appeared in the first place, without so much as a whisper. It was as though they had never been there to begin with.
"Courtney?"
Still confused, and perhaps a little sore, Courtney took hold of the sliding door and opened it about a foot or so, not even hiding her nudity as she looked out to find Rayne poking her head into the bathroom. Now wearing what appeared to be an oversized T-shirt, the Indian girl looked worried, or perhaps confused, but nonetheless concerned for her friend.
"You okay?" Rayne asked, frowning sympathetically as she watched her friend look around the bathroom, as though searching for someone she could neither see nor hear. "I thought I heard something. Are you hurt?"
For a moment, Courtney considered telling her friend everything, telling her about the hands and the stranger and the hard cock that had pounded her pussy so thoroughly she couldn't even think straight, finally unleashing its seed deep inside her and filling her with a warmth she had never before experienced. But, then, how would Rayne ever believe her? Where was her mysterious lover? How had he entered the bathroom, or exited it, without either of them seeing or hearing them? How had any of it happened at all?
Had any of it happened at all?
"I'm okay," Courtney answered after a moment's thought, running a hand through her wet blonde hair and trying to shake away the last of her panic and confusion. "I just…stubbed my toe. Having trouble paying attention. I think I'm done drinking for the rest of the trip."
"Sure you don't want me to come in there and join you?" Rayne asked jokingly, smiling a little as she did so, and then smiling wider still when it caused Courtney to laugh in response.
"Nice try, but you missed your chance," the blonde explained, feeling a little better already as she joked with her friend. "Just go to bed, I'll be out in a minute."
It took a little longer than Courtney had said, but she was out within a few minutes, her hair only mostly dry and with her towel wrapped around her nude form as she strolled into the room and began rooting through her luggage for clothing. Rayne was already lying in bed by then, the covers only up to her waist as she waited for her friend to join her, and an arm across her eyes as she tried to fight off sleep. She was already drifting by the time Courtney jumped into bed beside her, having evidently dressed herself and turned off the lone light.
"You sure you're okay?" Rayne asked, lifting her arm to look over at her friend even as she got comfortable, keeping mostly to her own side of the bed in case the blonde wanted or needed her space.
"I'm fine," Courtney assured her with a smile, already back to her bouncy self despite her mysterious experience earlier. "Get some sleep, girl. You've earned it."
And, indeed, after eight hours of driving, Rayne had indeed earned every minute of sleep she was about to get. With the ugly blankets of the motel bed pulled up and covering them both, the two girls faced away from one another as they nestled in and got comfortable. Unsurprising, Rayne was the first to fall asleep, doing so almost as soon as her head hit the pillow. Courtney followed suit remarkably quickly, worn out from her brutal dicking earlier, and soon both girls were fast asleep.
Outside, the rest of the motel was as calm and quiet as ever, the three girls evidently the only guests in the entire building save for the teenager they had last seen blowing the desk attendant. After a while, even the light in the front office was shot off, leaving only the dilapidated sign and the full moon in the sky above to provide any illumination at all.
It was approaching midnight when Rayne first felt herself being slowly but surely pulled out of her previously blissful slumber. Now lying on her stomach, the girl felt the blanket shifting down over her ever so slightly, leaving less and less of her covered. At first assuming it was simply Courtney pulling the blankets over in her sleep, Rayne paid it no mind, merely snuggled back into her pillow and prepared to go back to sleep.
She found it difficult, however, to fall back asleep, now that the blankets were no longer covering her, exposing her to the cool air of the motel room and causing her to shiver ever so slightly. While it wasn't cold enough that Rayne was uncomfortable, she could feel her shirt had ridden up a little, exposing most of her panties, the chill in the air excited her a little, particularly when she felt it caress her bare legs.
Like Courtney, Rayne was a gorgeous young woman, with more than her share of admirers. Unlike Courtney, however, Rayne's sexual experience was far more limited, as she usually found herself too shy to talk to new people at parties. When she did end up spending a night with a guy, it usually ended after that night, with the girl unwilling to maintain anything serious while she was still in school. As such, she was in the midst of a dry spell of sorts, having not been laid in a few months now, and it was eating away at her. She had hoped her road trip with Courtney and Alyssa would get her mind off such things, and it mostly had, but right then and there, as she pressed her legs together and felt the cool air caress her exposed skin, she longed for something neither of her friends could provide her.
And so, just as Courtney's subliminal wish had come true, so too would Rayne get exactly what she most desired.
Rayne was just about to fall back asleep when she, like Courtney before her, felt a hand reach around from behind her and cover her mouth, keeping her from screaming even as her eyes widened in shock and horror. More hands appeared the moment she began to struggle, kicking out at whoever or whatever as behind her, only to have her legs forced back down onto the mattress and her wrists bound on either side of her head as yet another set of hands pressed her torso into the bed, disabling her ability to get up.
Still struggling as best she could with her limbs restrained and her mouth covered, Rayne whimpered as she someone – or something – literally tear off her panties, ripping them apart and then tossing them across the motel room, leaving her hindquarters completely exposed and revealing her plump ass and glistening pussy. Already panicking and looking back and forth in search of help or answers, she nonetheless felt her blood go cold in her veins as she then felt a pair of hands spread the cheeks of her ass and something hard, thick, and throbbing press against her puckered anus.
"Nnnnnnggh!" Rayne groaned harshly into the hand covering her mouth, her eyes rolling back in her skull as she felt her mysterious assailant's fat prick push past her sphincter and then slide inch by inch into her needy bowels, stretching her ass wider and wider. Her entire body quivered, muscles tightening and back arching, as her rectum was filled to the brim with the pulsing meat of a man she could neither see nor hear.
Even as the unseen figure sank inch after inch of their throbbing cock into Rayne's ass, the young woman shifted her head around on her pillow in order to look over at Courtney, hoping her friend would see what was happening and perhaps be able to save her. But Courtney was fast asleep, unfortunately, and somehow blissfully unaware of what was going on, even as the bed began to shift and shake in response to Rayne's movements.
There would be no help from her.
When at last the assailant's cock was fully sheathed in Rayne's asshole, as evidenced by the weight of firm hips against her buttocks and wrinkled balls against her empty pussy, the girl felt full in a way she never had before, her burning bowels stretched tight around the fat length of dick buried deep, deep, deep inside her. Rayne wriggled her hips lightly, trying to adjust and better accommodate the monstrous intruder stuffing her ass like a Thanksgiving turkey, whimpering as she felt both pain and pleasure course up her spine in response. Her legs shook and quivered and she fought to catch her breath despite hand covering her mouth, the force of the stranger's cock penetrating her ass having knocked all the air out of her lungs.
Whoever or whatever was lying atop the young woman, restraining her arms and legs, pushing down on her back, spreading her luscious buttocks, and buried balls-deep in her tight asshole, they gave their victim remarkably little time before they began thrusting in and out of her, slowly at first, and then slightly faster, until there was a steady and almost powerful rhythm. Rayne squeezed her eyes shut and bucked her bare hips as best she could in response to her assailant's thrusting, gasping and whining into their hand as she felt them saw their thick meat in and out of her tightening asshole, sending waves of contradictory sensations coursing through her.
Soon enough, the assailant fucking Rayne's ass from behind and above her had set their pace, pushing and pulling their cock in and out of her quivering butthole even as she bucked her hips right back at them, her body instinctively trying to take the dick as deep as possible inside her nubile body. She shuddered and squirmed and arched her back as she felt inch after inch of the stranger's cock sink into her ass, then gasped into their hand as she felt it withdrawing back out of her, only to then bury itself to the hilt back inside yet again, over and over. It wasn't fast, certainly not as fast as the stranger had fucked Courtney earlier that evening (not that Rayne knew that), but it was steady and strong and so very deep.
In other words, it was exactly the way Rayne liked it.
Whereas Courtney liked her loving hard and fast until it was painful and she was left barely able to walk or stand afterward, Rayne enjoyed a slower and more intimate form of sex. She loved feeling her lover atop her, covering her, their cock sliding in and out of her fully each and every time, pushing in deeper with each thrust and more passionately. Rayne liked it slow and steady, but also powerful and dominating, and that was exactly how her assailant was fucking her. They had even selected the perfect hole for, though she was loathe to admit it and almost embarrassed by the fact, Rayne loved nothing more than to have her ass fucked, the sensation of being so full and giving up so much of herself more overwhelming than anything she could imagine.
"Nn, nn, nn, nn, nnnnnggghhh…!" Rayne moaned into the unseen hand covering her mouth, muffling her little groans and whines of pain and pleasure as her assailant sodomized just the way she liked, as though they had a direct telepathic link to her own thoughts and desires. With her body pinned to the bed, there was little the young woman could do but buck her hips and roll with her thrusts, closing her eyes and arching her back as she felt whoever or whatever was atop her slam into her ass like it was their personal property. "Mmmmmnnn…!"
Long, powerful strokes pushed and pulled the throbbing cock in and out of Rayne's delectable ass, her anus stretched wide by the girth and size of the meat stuffing her full. She wriggled and writhed and met each and every thrust as best she could, shudders of pleasure running up and down her spine as she felt every considerable inch of her lover's cock bury itself to the hilt in her bowels, so deep it felt like she was practically choking on it. Pressure built up within her, such wonderful pressure, spurred on and encouraged by the tight friction of her assailant's dick stretching her anal canal and thrusting in and out of her burning hot rectum.
Rayne had no idea how long she laid there, pressed to the bed with her face in her pillow and her ass being openly reamed, lost in a beautiful world of contradictory sensations, but eventually she could hold back no more, and felt her eyes roll back into her head as the most powerful orgasm of her life came crashing down over her. Every muscle in the young woman's body tightened at once, including her already incredibly tight ass, squeezing the cock buried within almost painfully hard, as wave after wave of pure ecstasy coursed through her body, so powerful she lost her breath along with any and all sense of self.
"Nnnnngghhh!" Rayne groaned into the hand covering her mouth as everything went white and she felt her pussy clamp shut around nothing at all, and her entire ass – hell, her entire body – shudder and quake in unremitting pleasure. "Hhhhhh…!"
The Indian girl's orgasm evidently served as the catalyst for the assailant's own, as it wasn't long after that Rayne felt the stranger bury their cock to the hilt in her rectum one last time before unleashing a veritable torrent of white-hot spunk. The young woman mewled adorably and squirmed a little as she felt rope after rope of boiling seed fill her bowels and flow into her intestines. She had always loved the sensation of men cumming in her ass, and wouldn't have had the experience end any other way.
And then, as suddenly as the assailant had appeared, they were gone.
"Huh!" Rayne gasped the moment she no longer felt the hands restraining her or the fat cock buried in her ass, all of it having disappeared so suddenly she almost mistook the entire experience for a dream.
Lifting her head up from her pillow for the first time since her assailant had woken her, she looked around the dark motel room, but saw nothing and no one. Even Courtney was still fast asleep, even snoring lightly, seemingly entirely unaware of the fact her friend had just been restrained and sodomized right next to her in bed.
Yet, evidence of the encounter remained, including Rayne's torn panties by the front door and the hot spunk she could already feel leaking out of her sore ass. It hadn't been a dream, then, but what had it been? Had someone drugged her and messed with her memory? Were Courtney and Alyssa playing some kind of prank on her? Had the creep from the front desk perhaps entered the room through some secret passageway none of them knew about?
In the end, Rayne never fully understood what had happened, only that it had happened, and there was no way she could possibly explain it. Wiping the tears of pleasure from her eyes and then slowly rolling out of bed – an effort made difficult by the fact her ass still felt remarkably tender to the touch – she began making her way to the bathroom.
"I need a shower in the worst way," she mumbled to herself.
Back in the parking lot, Alyssa was blissfully unaware of all that had taken place within the motel room, for she had made the decision to spend the night in the station wagon. It was a bit of a tight fit in the backseat, but she didn't mind, curled up as she was beneath her blanket, especially if it meant she wouldn't be stalked and potentially murdered by whatever creep ran the seedy motel in the first place. The young woman had already had her fill of cheap motel rooms for one lifetime – having had quite an active sex life even when she was in high school – and was more than comfortable sleeping in the station wagon. Indeed, it was almost romantic in a strange sort of way, reminding her of the many times she and her boyfriend had stolen away in the middle of the night and fallen asleep together in his own car, usually after a long evening of fucking each other's brains out.
Alyssa smiled a little as she thought about it, her weary eyes refusing to stay closed long enough for her to get any proper sleep. Having been sitting in the backseat for the entire drive earlier that day, she had already napped for several hours, and now only felt herself drifting in and out of sleep over the course of the night, cursing herself for not staying awake earlier. It didn't help that every sound seemed somehow suspicious, even though no other cars had pulled into the parking lot, and there didn't appear to be another living soul around for miles. Nonetheless, she was comfortable, at least, having removed her previous outfit and thrown on her boyfriend's oversized sports jersey.
"Mmmm," the young woman sighed, taking comfort in the smell and feeling of the jersey she wore, both of which reminded her of her boyfriend. They had been steady now for almost a year – the longest relationship Alyssa had been in by far – and she was all but certain he was the one.
The thought of her boyfriend excited Alyssa and, for the first time, she cursed her decision to remain in the station wagon for the night. Were she in the motel room with Courtney and Rayne, she could perhaps excuse herself to the bathroom to masturbate or otherwise relieve herself of the heat she felt building between her legs. Of the three girls, Alyssa had been the only one hesitant about going on this road trip, knowing it would mean a whole week away from her boyfriend and, thus, a whole week without sex. She had been fine the first few days, but now she could feel herself getting antsy, and she wanted more than anything for someone (preferably her boyfriend, but right then and there she wasn't feeling particularly picky) to fuck her right into the backseat like the horny little minx she was.
So, imagine her surprise when someone – or something – suddenly yanked her beanie down over her eyes, blinding her.
"What – " Alyssa began to say, but was unable to finish as a hand suddenly clamped down over her mouth, leaving only her nose uncovered with the beanie already covering her eyes. The brunette's first reaction was surprise, as she had neither seen nor heard anyone come into the car – it was locked, regardless – but this was soon replaced by panic and anxiety as she felt herself being pushed back onto the cheap leather of the car seat.
More hands seemed to come from everywhere, all at once, too many for one or even two people, but Alyssa struggled nonetheless, clawing desperately at her assailant as they bound her wrists together above her head and kicking out wildly as she felt them open and spread her tanned legs. Yet another pair of hands took hold of the hem of her jersey and then yanked it up, exposing her stomach and breasts to the night air and leaving the rest of the shirt bunched up beneath her chin, and she gasped as she likewise felt someone tear away her panties, baring her already slick pussy to whoever or whatever was in the car with her.
Now entirely naked save for her little pink socks, the jersey bunched up beneath her chin, and the beanie covering her eyes, Alyssa lay fully exposed, her athletic form and well-toned body bare and ripe for the taking. Her cunt glistened in the moonlight, already wet with need, and her nipples hardened as the cool air caressed her heaving breasts. Like her friends Courtney and Rayne, Alyssa was a prize worthy of a king, an attractive young woman who could have any man she wanted, and now she lay at the mercy of someone she could neither see nor hear.
"Mmmffff!" she protested, her voice muffled by the hand covering her mouth, her eyes looking back and forth and seeing only darkness with the beanie pulled tight over them. She was all but restrained now, with her hands bound above her head on the car window, and the assailant spreading her bare legs. "Mrrrmm! Nnggh!"
A moment later, Alyssa felt the swollen head of a fat cock running up and down the slick lips of her needy pussy, and her eyes widened as she realized what was about to happen. She arched her back and felt her head lean backwards as her assailant's dick pressed inside of her and then continue to push, burying inch after inch of its meat in her warm and welcoming folds until she felt like she was stuffed full, as though the largest cock she had ever taken was now sheathed wholly inside her, reaching all the way to her sensitive cervix.
The unseen figure began fucking her then, good and proper, right away, withdrawing all but the head of their cock before slamming their entire length back into Alyssa, causing the young woman to scream into the hand covering her mouth. With long, steady strokes, her assailant began to thrust in and out of her sopping wet pussy, which only begged for more, tightening and squeezing the thick intruder pushing and pulling its way in and out of her. Alyssa struggled, not only against the hands restraining her, but also to get air, with each thrust so hard and so fast she was having trouble breathing properly.
As the assailant's actions picked up, their hips slapping against Alyssa's inner thighs again and again as they drove themselves into her, they lifted the young woman's tanned legs until they were placed over their shoulders, opening her more fully to them and them alone. Her breasts, no longer covered by her jersey, began to bounce up and down wonderfully in time with the stranger's powerful thrusts, swaying to and fro beautifully, and soon yet another pair of hands descended upon them, groping and squeezing the delectable mounds of flesh with both passion and care. Hands held Alyssa's legs in the air, pressed her shoulders to the car seat, bound her wrists, fondled her perfect tits, and more, enough for half a dozen people, a fact that wasn't lost on the young woman. Whatever was happening to her was unnatural, perhaps even unexplainable, a mystery she would never solve even if she lived to be a hundred.
But that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy it.
"Mhm! Mhm! Mhm! Mhmmmm!" Alyssa moaned heartily into the hand covering her mouth, leaning her head back as she felt her assailant pound her pussy just right, slamming in and out with little care for her own wellbeing, her legs over their shoulders to allow for complete and perfect penetration. Like her friends before her, the brunette began bucking her naked hips back towards the figure as best she could from her submissive position, pressed into the car seat and forced to lay there and take her hard dicking like a good girl. "Mm, mm, hnnnn….!"
The force with which her assailant was fucking her was such that the entire car began to rock back and forth in the parking lot, which would have been quite a sight to see had there been anyone else around to actually see it. Even the windows were growing fogged and steamy from the intense heat being generated from within, not that Alyssa could have known, what with her eyes still being covered by her beanie, all but forcing her to focus entirely on what she felt, and what she felt was her tanned and nubile body being used and abused like no one had ever used or abused it before.
Alyssa moaned and groaned and whimpered against the hand covering her mouth, bucking her hips and rolling with each and every powerful thrust into her tight little pussy. It had been a long time since she had been fucked so completely and thoroughly, been so utterly dominated by someone simply taking what they wanted of her, and yet part of her even wished for more still, something she hadn't had in quite some time, not since she went steady with her current boyfriend almost a year ago…
As though answering the girl's secret desires, the hand covering her mouth suddenly vanished, and soon she felt something else, something new, pressing against her lips, and she knew it for what it was almost immediately. Having already accepted the impossibility of what was happening to her, Alyssa didn't even bother questioning how a second cock had suddenly materialized out of thin air right next to her face, and so her only response was to moan gently as she felt it pushed past her lips and into her mouth, sending a shiver of pleasure running down her spine. With the first cock still pounding her tight pussy with renewed vigor, Alyssa now felt her eyes fluttered closed beneath her beanie as she began steadily but passionately sucking on the cock in her warm and waiting mouth.
As much as Alyssa loved her boyfriend – and she did love him, very much so – a small part of her had always missed what it felt like to take two dicks at once, something she hadn't experienced since she started dating her current beau. A bit of a wild child by nature, Alyssa had always loved being the center of attention, especially if the attention involved guys. Truth be told, there was nothing she liked more than sucking one dick while another pounded into her, finding herself forced between two guys who wanted nothing more than to fuck her until she was sore and with cum dripping from multiple holes. Alyssa loved taking multiple dicks at once, always had, and had she hadn't even realized just how much she missed it until she was experiencing it again for the first time in almost a year.
Thus, with one cock slamming into her tightening cunt as she passionately bucked her hips and a second thrusting in and out of her mouth as she sucked it lovingly, Alyssa found herself caught in the middle of the most pleasurable threesome she had experienced in quite some time. The assailants – if, indeed, there was anyone or anything attached to the dicks forcing themselves into her at all – paid little mind to her wellbeing or comfort, merely thrusting wildly into her pussy and mouth, treating them as though they were the same. Alyssa's entire body shook and quivered, and her tits bounced up and down beautifully, as she sucked and fucked and struggled to give as good as she got.
"Mgh! Mgh! Mmmgghh!" the brunette moaned around the cock thrusting wildly into her mouth, tears in her eyes as she felt the second assailant literally fuck her face. She bobbed her head as best she could, licking up and down the fat shaft shoving its way further and further down her throat, gagging and slobbering and struggling to breath as she felt her entire body surrender to the sensation of being stuffed tight and full. "Mm, mm, mm, mmgghhhhh…!"
The station wagon continued to rock back and forth lewdly and loudly in the empty parking lot until Alyssa finally came, every muscle in her body clenching and tightening at once, her pussy squeezing the fat cock slamming into it and her throat gagging uselessly against the second cock sliding down into her esophagus. There were tears in her eyes as she rode out her orgasm like the wild child she was, squirming and writhing, but never allowing either cock to leave her body, wishing only for them to keep pounding her until she was completely and utterly used up.
Her assailants didn't last much longer than she did, however, and Alyssa was still coming down from the effects of her own orgasm when she felt both cocks thrusting wildly into her begin to hump her hips and face erratically as they reached their climax. The cock in her pussy was the first to come, slamming into her hips again and again and again as it emptied a river of hot cream inside her, filling her to the brim and painting her womb white with seed. The cock in her mouth quickly followed suit, before the first had even finished, and Alyssa felt her eyes roll into the back of her head as rope after rope of sticky spunk filled her mouth and slid down her throat. By the time both cocks had unloaded every last drop inside of the young woman, she had cum leaking out of both her freshly fucked pussy and the sides of her mouth, still stuffed full as it was with her lover's meat.
And then both cocks were suddenly gone.
Alyssa hadn't even had a chance to finish swallowing all the cum in her mouth before she felt her assailant's disappear, as though vanishing into thin air, releasing her wrists from above her head and causing her weary legs to fall back down onto the car seat, no longer resting on anyone's shoulders. Sputtering a little bit with cum still in her mouth, Alyssa took hold of her beanie and tore it off, looking around the car with wide and confused eyes.
There was, of course, nobody there. The car was warm, and the windows were foggy, but all the doors were closed and locked, providing no way in or out for whoever or whatever had shown the young woman such a good time. Alyssa even went so far as to wipe away some of the perspiration on the closest window in order to look outside, but likewise saw nothing and nobody in the motel parking lot; it was as empty and vacant as it had been all evening.
"What the fuck…?" she wondered aloud, her heart pounding in her chest even as her cunt ached in glorious pain. She lifted a hand up and wiped her mouth clean, pulling it back to reveal the back of her hand was now covered in spunk, the same fluid she had just finished swallowing and which was no doubt leaking out of her well-pounded pussy.
Alyssa didn't know what had happened – she never would know what had happened – but she had all the proof she needed that it had happened, and that was enough for her.
"Maybe I should have gone inside with Rayne and Courtney after all," the brunette thought aloud as she tugged her jersey back down to cover her naked body, hoping perhaps now she would be tired enough to get to sleep.
All three girls rested well that night, once they were able to fall asleep, and woke up around nine in the morning, giving them plenty of time to organize themselves, pack their things, and check out of Motel 666 with time to spare. If any of them noticed that their friends and traveling partners were a little flush as they prepared for departure, or that they walked a little funny, they didn't say anything, likely too busy trying to look as nondescript as possible to even notice much about each other. The only one who seemed to have noticed anything out of the ordinary was the desk attendant, the same young man from the previous evening, who looked for all the world as though he hadn't moved an inch since last they saw him.
"Thank you for staying at Motel 666, where your pleasure is our business," the creep said with a smile as he took the room key back from Rayne, who was walking with a distinct limp that neither of the other girls noticed or dared to point out. "We hope to see you again real soon."
"So, was the room as gross as I told you it would be?" Alyssa asked once they were all back in the station wagon, their bags packed and with Courtney now in the driver's seat, giving Rayne a much deserved break.
"The room was pretty bad," Courtney admitted as she turned the key and started the ignition, glad to hear the car roaring to life immediately. She checked the fuel gauge and was equally pleased to find they still had plenty of gas left, more than enough to take them to the next town. "But I honestly had a really good time, believe it or not. It was…refreshing."
"I liked it, too," Rayne spoke up from the back seat, buckling up and preparing for a smooth and pleasant ride now that she no longer had to drive. "It might not look like much, but…it has its charm. I'm glad Kristina recommended it."
"Yeah, I guess it ain't so bad," Alyssa concluded with a smile, antsy and already more than willing to get back on the road. "A regular diamond in the rough."
With that, the station wagon finally pulled out of the parking lot and back onto the highway as the girls continued their cross-country road trip. Behind them, Motel 666 faded away into the distance until it disappeared entirely, as though it had never even been there to begin with.