Not for the easily offended... You have been warned!
Room Servicefor cb
I strolled down the hallway
with Ed's wife Sara, her eyes
askance
Together but not together
scatterings of early room
service litter the hallway
bits of old food cling
to chipped hotel china
my stomach rolled
Into the room, silent
undressed under dim
fluorescent light
that cast a pallor over
Sara's pale skin
Sara, her 110 pounds naked
bent in half before me
"Do it!"
I hit her ass with my hand,
hard. And again. And again.
"Hit me!" she screamed
"Harder, you fuck!"
hands clench ankles,
her tight body bent double,
tits dangling from her
chest, swaying gently,
her bare ass flushed
with blows already
delivered.
From the desk, I grab
a phone book in both hands
and wind up for another shot at
that perfect, round ass. The
sound of contact
paper on flesh
echos off the
dingy walls.
Anonymous paintings by
anonymous painters
gaze down impassively
while we dance
our potent ritual.
"Fucking pussy! I said HARDER!".
Smile,
swing,
contact.
"Oh God, YES! YES!
Fuck YES!"
Casting the paper weapon aside I
rammed my stiff cock into her as
far as it would go.
I catch sight of the phone book
laying open on the floor
to the restaurant section.
it's pages a subtle, erotic V
Moving rhythmically
in and out
in and out
in and out
the smell of our sex swirled
around us, cloying, intoxicating,
breathing harder
and harder
and harder
"How about Chinese?"
She moans a vague agreement.
My body shudders as I come hard
inside her.
"Kung Pao Chicken," she gasps.
"Spicy."