She stood in the room, ashamed and embarrassed. She knew that everything she was about to do was wrong, and if anyone knew what she was doing, she would be the talk of the town. She slowly slid her pants down until she was just standing in her t-shirt and underwear. Many times at home, she has been in the same exact outfit and thought nothing of it, but now standing in this room, it was completely different. It was now as if she was completely naked, not wearing anything appropriate. Thinking back at the people that had seen her like this she began to wonder why she was embarrassed to be standing like this. How many different guys, that she had had crushes on, had seen her in this exact same outfit. It was an odd night to come to her family’s house and not see her in just a t-shirt. It wasn’t as if she was a nudist or anything, just not a big fan of clothing. Her not being a fan of clothing was what actually first brought the two of them together. He was always making fun of her need to walk around at least half naked.
She began to chuckle under her breathe, and surveyed the room. It is not like she had never been in a hotel room before, with even less clothing on. As a child, she had spent many nights in hotels, on road trips with her family. As a little child, she was even less a fan of clothing than she was currently, so her clothing never lasted. She always ended up in just her underwear until she was about 6 when her mother had to put her foot down. She began to survey the room, allowing herself to become more comfortable with the atmosphere. Looking around, she took noticed to everything that was around. The normal things that you would expect to find in any sub-standard motel room. Two double beds, with two pillows on each and a cheesy flower comforter. In one of the corners of the room, there was a small desk that was big enough to hold the phone, a lamp, and maybe something as big as a laptop. In another corner, there was a short chair, close to the ground. She had guessed that this was what was supposed to be used when there was company for those who used the motel room for a daily place to stay. Next to the desk was a small dresser that housed a cheap TV on top of it. Everything seemed to be normal, perfect, the way any hotel would be set up.
Then in the corner of her eye she saw a flashing red light and reality set in. Back to the moment in time where this was wrong, where this wasn’t normal. If people knew what she was doing what would they think? Why did she have to do that? With that she again felt ashamed and embarrassed. She began to cover herself with her hands, and looked down at the floor. She wasn’t sure about this anymore, she wasn’t sure that she was ready for her face to be forever captured in a videotape. A videotape that if the wrong person got a-hold of could ruin her and any future plans that she may have had. At one point in time she planned on becoming a famous writer, and currently she was on a path to becoming a teacher. She knew that if anyone ever saw this video when she was a teacher, she would be immediately fired.
She reached for her pants and with that felt a light slap. She looked up to see who had just slapped her. When she looked up she immediately remembered why she was doing this. A gentle smile came across his face as he held the hand that he just slapped and kissed it lightly. He pulled her close and hugged her tight.
“You know better than that. You agreed to this. You said you were okay.” He hugged her tight again, and kissed her cheek. “But, if you aren’t sure about this, we can stop this right here.”
She looked up into his light green eyes, which were completely focused on her. She stared at them for just a few seconds, and saw that if she stopped this he would be hurt and disappointed. She looked into his eyes and saw nothing but concern and knew that at any point in time if she wanted him to stop this he would. At any point in time if she said, destroy the tape he would, and that meant all copies of it. She just smiled at him as he kept his arms wrapped around her. “I am sure.”
He released his hand from the tight grip that she had placed on him, in a desperate attempt to not only hold onto him but to hold onto her pants. Again, he lightly slapped her hand, as she let go of the tight grip on the pants. He then bent over, and picked up her pants, and folded them and then carefully placed them on one of the beds. He then turned and faced her again, and lightly kissed her lips.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her tight. He just held her. She knew from this gesture that everything was going to be okay. They weren’t your usual couple, in a physical sense, but everything made sense to them. Since the first day that they had met, things had just clicked. There was never a dull moment between the two and they were always laughing and joking. It was as if everything was perfect. They were so much alike, that is was uncanny. They were both extremely intelligent in the book smarts sense. Both were also extreme smart asses, they could take any simple comment and turn it into a smart ass comment. Also, both were perverts. Some how the conversation always turned to sex with them, everything though the time they spent together wasn’t spent just having sex.
He was tall and slender. Standing at about 5’11 maybe 6’ at the most, short dirty blonde hair, and light green eyes. He was generally described as a good looking young man, and had no trouble picking up women. She on the other hand, was short and chubby. She stood at about 5’1 with long light brown hair that was curly. She also had light brown eyes, which were hidden behind a pair of black square glasses. She was not extremely overweight, but she was chubby and had a little stomach. She was never called an ugly girl or anything, and it wasn’t like she had trouble with men. She was just never the kind of girl that was drop dead gorgeous. She was more worried about other things in life, like getting a good career.
The odd thing about them was their sexual differences. He was more experienced, a lot more experienced. He had many sexual partners, and had tried many things. When they met, she was a virgin. She had had many boyfriends and had kissed them and everything, but not much more. There was one boyfriend whom she had gone as far as giving a blowjob to, but never had sex with. As unusual as they were for on looking people, they made perfect sense to each other. Complete opposites in the physical sense, but perfect sense every other way.
As they stood there, his arms on her waist and her arms around his neck, everything just made sense. He lightly tickled her sides, and she giggled. As she repeated to herself everything is going to be just fine. He then began kissing lightly at her neck, trying his best to relax her. He then reached for the bottom of her shirt, and whispered in her ear are you sure about this? A light nod was the only answer that he needed, as he grabbed the bottom of her shirt and slowly slid it over her head as she removed her arms from around his neck.
She stood there now, completely exposed. She was just in her panties. The rest of her body, exposed to him and technically to the rest of the world. She tried not to focus on the amount of shame that she was feeling as she again wrapped her arms around his neck. He then began kissing her lips softly. Running his hands up and down her body as the goose bumps began to show. He then turned her around so that he was facing the bed and with that gave her a slight nudge, which was all she needed to fall backwards onto the bed.
She lay on the bed as he propped himself up above her. He looked at her and just smiled, everything was going to be alright. He continues to prop himself up over her and kissed her lightly. The two had already planned out the whole event. Since the two did not see each other on a frequent basis the two had many conversations about what would happen the next time that they saw each other. The past few days had been spent carefully planning out the way that this evening would go down. With that he stood up so he was overlooking her. He knew exactly what to do, and so did she.
She slid herself back on the bed, and then switched positions, so that he head was at the headboard. He walked away from the bed and away from her view for just a few moments. When he returned, he returned in just his boxers with some grip ties in his hand. For the rest of the evening not a single word would be exchanged between the two.
He returned to the bed, and crawled up between her legs. He kissed her lightly and smiled at her as he grabbed both her arms and pulled them above her head. It seemed to be such a familiar motion to him, and unfamiliar to her. She closed her eyes as he did everything that had been planned out. He quickly tied her hands to the headboard with the grip ties that he had brought with him. He rubbed his fingers over her eyes, beckoning for her to open her eyes and let him know that everything was okay. She opened her eyes just long enough to giving him an approving nod with her eyes as he kissed her lip let her know that he got the signal and that it was okay for her to close her eyes again. She did has he returned to what he had planned to do.
He began kissing her neck as she lay there, motionless but not without control. He ran his hands all over her upper body, grasping at her breasts. He lightly pulled and tugged at her nipples. As he pulled and tugged at her nipples, he knew that everything was okay when he heard a slight moan escape from her lips. He began to pull and tug harder at her nipples, and with this her moaning also got louder.
Although, he was already enjoying himself, he enjoyed listening to her moan, and watching her struggle he still had something else to do, as they had planned out. He slid the rest of the way down her body, to her feet. He lightly tickled her feet, as she giggled and struggled for him to stop. He then stopped, and placed her ankles, spread out to the sides, and again tied her legs down to the bed. He had not planned to do what he next did, but he thought it would be best for her. Even though this was just for their personal use, he knew her every fear about it. So he got up, and walked towards the flashing red light in the corner. She, however, did not see any of this movement. She was too worried, too scared, her eyes were closed so tightly. In her mind she was somewhere else. In her mind all she did was kept repeating everything is going to be okay.
He walked toward the flashing red light, and readjusted the camera in the corner. He moved it, so that her face was completely out of the frame. He then walked back over to the bed, and shook the bed a little bit with his foot. He then propped himself up above her. He lightly touched her cheek. She opened her eyes and smiled, then immediately closed them again. The evening was plan, she knew her part. She was to lie there, and let him do as he wanted. Nothing that he was going to do was going to be a surprise to her, she knew every detail of how things were suppose to work. He reached over to the nightstand, and pulled a blindfold over her eyes. He was concerned only about her being comfortable with this.
He then leaned down again, and whispered in her ear, which was un-audible to the camera, are you sure about this.
She was still gripping her eyes closed tightly, under the blindfold. She had thought many times about stopping it. She nodded her head slightly and sucked in her lips, then exhaled a deep breathe. He laughed slightly at her and kissed her on the lips. It was the last kiss that she would receive, on the lips at least.
It was now time to begin the planned out events of the evening. He kissed her neck one finally time to reassure her that everything was going to be okay. He then went to work. He again, began to tug and pulled at her nipples. He placed his forefinger and his thumb on her nipple, and squeezed hard. She winched in pain, but knew she was not allowed to say anything. The more she winched, the harder he squeezed. He also was slightly turning the nipple. He knew that this was okay; he knew that she liked the pleasure of the pain. He then repeated the same thing on her other nipple. She began to bite her lower lip, as her nipples hardened. He knew this was his signal to move on to the next step.
He then got up again, and walked away from the bed a little bit. He reached into a bag, and grabbed out a small shiny silver vibrator. He then came back over to the bed, and rubbed the cold vibrator over her nipples, as the goose bumps developed. He then placed the vibrator between her legs. He began rubbing the still cold vibrator over her clit. She jumped a little bit from the cold. She still knew she couldn’t complain about the cold. He then turned the vibrator on. The quick vibrations caused her leg to begin to shake. He then turned the high powerful vibrator on, even higher. With the quicker vibrations it was all she could do to keep herself from moaning. She began to moan very loud, as her large and powerful orgasm spread through her body.
He enjoyed listening to her moan, and as her cum began to drip out of her pussy. He knew that his goal was to get her to cum again as quickly as possible. He slowly slides the vibrator down, and spread her lips with his fingers. He then slides the vibrator into her, with it on as powerful as it could be. She began to shake and twitch, as another orgasm hit her body. She was trying her best to move her hands to grab onto something to take some of the focus away from the orgasm to the mattress or something. She was tied down however and was unable to free her hands. The orgasm hit her pussy with its full power. She moaned loudly, as the feeling of happiness and content ness came over her body. The force of the cum escaping her body was too powerful, and too enjoyable. She was moaning loudly, and clearly. Her body shook with the orgasm, and as she finished cumin she giggled.
He knew that they had agreed that he wouldn’t kiss her anymore after he started pleasing her, but he changed his mind. With her giggle, he couldn’t help but smile, and turned the vibrator off. He then turned his body towards her, and leaned up and kissed her on the lips. As he was kissing her, she freed herself a little bit, and whispered. Everything is okay, I am enjoying this, continue. With that, he knew that she had forgotten about the camera in the corner, and he was free to carry out their plan.
