Episode 22: Stickett Inn

St. Louis, Missouri! The Stickitt Inn Hotel! What in God’s name were the owners thinking, even if their last name was Stickitt!

At 9:30 PM the hotel was quiet. Traffic in the distance near the interstate meant the crickets were about it for noise level. Well, that and the sounds of water splashing about. A certain small-town whore by the name of Candace Palmer was breaking the rules in climbing the fence and enjoying a pleasant skinny dip. Curfew be damned! Daddy Joe would pay the fine if caught. At least she hoped he would. Surely, he would!

While many of the current residents were still awake only a few dared to spy on her from their rooms. Either they were too shy or had mates preventing them getting too curious. At least no one was calling the cops. So far!

Coming down from his room Joe Palmer was fully dressed in cargo pants and a button-down shirt, unbuttoned for comfort. He was proud of his chiseled hairy chest. That and he knew his daughter-in-law loved running her fingers through it. As did newly arriving friends Lyta Copper and her man Jeremy Thicke.

Having called Joe to let him know they had reached the hotel he chose to meet them in the parking lot and coax the stunning redhead to join Candi in the pool. After tapping Lyta in the clothing store, she worked at and learning just how wild she and her man were, it was a no-brainer to invite them for more fun. Jeremy seeing pics and video of Candi was immediately intrigued. No way was he going to pass up this crazy ass blonde.

Pulling up in a Grey Jeep Wrangler, Jeremy parked facing the pool. Headlights shining brightly out over the water Candi took it upon herself to rise up enough to show her upper body off and support herself on the concrete edge. Lyta noticed her before Jeremy did and squealed. “There’s my girl! I’m going in.” She was out of the Jeep before Jeremy could even turn the ignition off.

Wearing a white cotton robe over her naked body Lyta did not even bother to wear traditional clothing. Jeremy often goaded her into exhibition so why bother. That and she knew sex was in the cards with Joe and whomever he invited back to his hotel room. Reaching the fence Lyta stood in the headlights waving at Candi then just as swiftly rotated until her back pressed into the mesh. With a seductive glint Lyta flashed her robe wide, dropped it to the grass, and smooched her succulent lips toward Jeremy. He chose to be the voyeur for now.

While her back was turned Candi left the water entirely and snuck up behind Lyta and used her fingers to reach between the fence links and stuck an index finger up her anal cavity. Jaw dropping over the sudden penetration Lyta yelped and held the fence with both hands. Pressing her butt closer Candi crouched down and removed her finger, instead zeroing in with her tongue. Expressing ecstasy never looked so genuine.

With the Jeep’s passenger door wide open Joe made his presence known. “You must be Jeremy. I’m Joe Palmer.”

“Hey, Joe! Good to meet you. Lyta could not stop bragging about you.”

“I hope you didn’t mind what we did at the store.”

“Naw! It’s all good. Lyta and I lead an open sex life. She does whatever I tell her and I let her enjoy others. Looks like you do too. Candi is pretty damn fine.”

“My daughter-in-law!”

“I heard that.” Jeremy motioned Joe inside the Jeep. “Might as well enjoy the Drive-In movie.”

“Thanks! I need to start filming. My son over in Iraq wants Candi to send him porn on a daily basis. Are you alright with my recording Lyta?”

“Absolutely! Send me a copy.”

“I can do that. It’s been an interesting couple of weeks, I’ll say that. Candi is on a mission now that Damian gave her permission, more a direct order, to start fucking other guys. My youngest son and I reluctantly agreed to help her fulfill his fantasies. Well, I wouldn’t say reluctantly, she’s always been on our fantasy checklist too. Now we live the dream.”

“So, you and your other son have sex with her too.”

“Pretty much every day. Damian, he’s her husband, actually asked me to keep her happy while he’s deployed. She never strayed mind you, she’s always been devoted, but once Damian nudged her she’s come out of her shell. Insatiable as all get out now and Damian encourages it.”

“Sweet! Am I allowed to touch her?”

“As long as I record it, do whatever you want to her. To be honest the crazier the better. Damian insists she push her limits. As if she has limits. She’s come a long way since he sent her on this mission.” He chuckled recording Lyta through the windshield. “Looks like Lyta is ready to climax.”

“She loves your girl there. Ever since she got home to clean up, she’s been begging me to push her like you’re doing Candi. I’m good with that.” Jeremy did look around him at the parking lot. “You worried that someone will call the manager?”

“Not really! I touched base with the front desk when we first got back about an ice bucket. The young woman there also does laundry to kill the time so unless someone calls and complains I doubt there’s a problem.”

“Cameras!” Jeremy pointed up at a telephone pole over the pool. “Insurance purposes I imagine. The front desk might monitor it.”

“I might have a secret weapon if she does walk out here to warn us. Couple of good-looking young men met Candi earlier. They plan on showing up and joining Candi for a swim. If Kaycee does stroll up on us, she might be intrigued by the boys. She’s young, 23-24 maybe, and is easy enough to tell likes boys. For that matter, I’m willing to bet she gets a look at you, Mister Muscles, you could likely dissuade her.”

“Wag my ten-inch cock at her, huh.”

“Whatever shuts her up.”

“I got that covered.” Smug but charming! A shrill cry of orgasm, Lyta Copper pulled away from Candi and pointed at the Jeep. “I think she’s calling me into action. I’ll use my cell camera and share it with you before we head home later. That way you can utilize your camcorder for other angles.”

“We just might make a pretty good team.”

“You know it!” Jeremy climbed out of the Jeep but left Joe inside. Walking toward the pool Lyta met him halfway, kissed her man then nudged him toward Candace. Once Jeremy took the hint, Lyta shuffled to the front bumper of the Jeep and seductively crawled up on the hood and stalked Joe.

Crushing her breasts into the glass she wagged her tongue at him. Joe recorded her playfulness as her compression tactics ended, and she sat down facing the windshield. Fingers went to town fucking her pussy for him to enjoy. That he did! With the canopy on the Jeep off it was wide open and roomy.

“You must be Candi.”

“You must be Jeremy.” She giggled and pressed her breasts into the mesh. Lowering at her obvious offer Jeremy sucked on her nipples while recording with his cell from a side view. “Mm! That feels amazing! Thank you for helping us film for my husband, my master.” She made certain Damian could hear her acknowledge his true desires. Nothing but the best for her desert warrior.

“Master, you say. Nice!” He paused only long enough to praise her ideals. Candi’s nipples were delectable; she rather liked his feeding style. Just hard enough not to leave Hickie’s. She wanted her body as pristine as possible so that Damian was proud her of perfect body. With orders to sunbathe nude from here on she intended to go for the gold. Hickie’s took forever to go away so that was the one thing she often objected to. Unless Damian insisted, she become the 102nd Dalmation she was not allowing that much. The topic hadn’t come up so she kept her personal desire to herself concerning that.

While Jeremy devoured her areolas he worked at unzipping his jeans and lowering them. Boxers following the trail his erection popped free, and he shoved it through the fence links until the head jabbed her bikini area. On her side Candi smiled and moved in for the thrill and massaged his ten-inch magnificence. He certainly lived up to his last name Thicke! Plastic Pepsi bottle in girth she instantly yearned for it. It seemed like an awful lot of her recent lovers were monsters like this. The guys at the fitness center, Kevin’s football team, Daddy Joe all had no less than eight inches. The Palmer’s all had nine or ten inches. Life was good!

Easing away from his appetite Candi knelt down in front of him and kissed his crown. Looking up at his cell camera with alluring eyes she swallowed him whole. Brow against the fence she inhaled 90% of his mass. If not for the mesh in the way she would be balls deep and loving, it. “Christ! You know what the fuck you’re doing that’s for sure. You’re a lucky man Damian.” Candi did wink up at Jeremy for his compliment.

Behind Jeremy up on the hood of his Jeep, Lyta fucked herself for Joe until she squirted all over the windshield. Filming her she gave him the most erotic visuals she could muster. Once he hit pause on the camcorder Joe rolled the passenger seat back and undid his cargo pants. No underwear worn beneath he dropped them to the floorboard and motioned her inside. Lyta crawled over the hood and swung her gorgeous body around the windshield, holding onto the roll bar until Joe could guide her into straddling his lap. A perfectly positioned penetration Miss Copper sat on that hefty bastard and rode like he was a bull. Foregoing the camcorder Joe choked her as she gyrated.

“Cum hard, Copper!”

“You cum harder. I want to feel you destroy my uterus, Joe.”

“That’s it, you’ve got the rhythm.” Her constant hops had her moaning under duress of his grip on her throat. “I’m leaving it to you to bring out the best in my bad boy.”

“I love your cock. I swear if I didn’t love Jeremy I’d chase after you myself.” She thrived on her cunt hugging tightly around his enormous girth. “Oh, fuck! So deep! So ... perfect!”

“Always room at the inn, and I don’t mean this dump. We can keep in touch. If you and Jeremy ever break up, I might consider collaring you.” There it was! Of late his dominant side had come flooding back after almost 25 years of life changing resistance. Now at 43 he was back in the saddle, gunslinger style. Her cunt made for a mighty fine holster.

“Don’t tease me. I like collars.” She brightened up under his strangulation skill. “You have other girls collared, right?”

“Not yet! Making them earn it. I bought a few collars at Pony’S EXpress. Variety is the spice of life. At my age they follow my lead, or I have no need for them. It’s amazing how they fall in line knowing they can be expendable. I suppose I got lucky, but I also know my worth. Military brings out the beast in all of us.”

“I’d follow you if not for Jeremy.”

“Like I said, keep in touch.”

“I like your touch. Jeremy rarely chokes me. He’s great in bed but there are things missing in our relationship.”

“Inform him of your needs.”

“I do in some cases. He has a mind of his own though. At least he lets me play. That’s when I look for what I’m missing.” She suddenly stiffened up. “I’m going to cum, Joe.”

“SIR!”

“I’m going to cum, Sir!”

“HARD! OR GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME.” His outburst sent spit all across her face, droplets landing on her chest. Eyes rolling back, the redhead drowned his lap in scalding hot juices. The firmer his grasp she continued squirting. “AGAIN!”

Finding energy, she resumed riding his cock like a champ. Joe went so far as to pinch her right nipple so hard she cried out. Let the showers cascade!

At the fence Jeremy nutted into Candi’s mouth then pulled away filming his semen spilling from her lips and over her chin. In a bold move he ditched his clothing in a hurry and scaled the fence. At a halfway point he stopped and stuck his cock through the mesh. Sensing his intention Candi turned her back to the fence and very carefully climbed her side until her ass was right up to his dick. Awkward yes, but they managed. Easing back until he could line up properly Jeremy penetrated her cunt and fucked her suspended high up on the fence.

“Don’t let go!”

“I won’t! Fuck me like you mean it. FOR MY MASTER!”

“This is for you, Damian. It’s not exactly easy to film us, but I’m trying.” He was indeed! Holding onto the fence with toes and one hand, filming with the other. Thrusting was glorious. She held onto her side and thrashed back into him with a seesaw effect. The video would be messy in quality, but Damian would get the gist of it.

“Look Damian, I’m taking fencing lessons.” Candi busted up laughing!

“She likes my rapier.”

“Rapier me! Rapier me!”

“Your wife is having way too much fun.”

“Never enough! My fun is making my master happy. I will never fail him. Never ever!”

“Mad respect, Damian! You’ve got a hot wife willing to risk it all.” Jeremy heard Lyta have a screaming orgasm. “Hear that wail? That’s my girl cumming on your dad’s cock. We’re wild but I have to say I think your wife has us beat.” The fence echoed with each rebound back into him, their combined weight shaking the links. “Fuck! I’m going to nut. Inside or out Candi?”

“I can’t have kids. Always inside!”

“Sorry to hear that.”

Snarling Jeremy fed her cunt in milky goodness. Her reaction became persistent yelps of gratitude. Unable to cling to the fence any longer Candace dismounted and dropped to the concrete. Jeremy hugged the mesh until he found the strength to scale the fence and climb over to join Candi. Shutting his cell camera off he sat it on a chaise and looked out at the pool. In a mad dash he jumped in to cool his core temp. The water felt incredible. While he swam Candi looked back at Joe and Lyta. She too lifted from his lap and abandoned the Jeep.

Waiting on Joe to join her Lyta walked over to the fence and began climbing until she was up and over as well. Joe took time to get dressed before journeying to the chain link barricade. “Let me pass the camcorder over and I’ll climb.”

Reaching the top slowly Joe handed Candace the video recorder then finished his rise to power. Over and down slowly he reclaimed the camera. From there he took a seat on the concrete edge of the pool and rested his legs into the water.

Candi and Lyta instinctively kissed without waver. After a three-minute French lesson the girls laughed and dove into the deep end. Joe resumed filming them swim around one another and stalk Jeremy. Sharks in heat Candi submerged and sucked his dick while Lyta and Jeremy made out. Lasting as long as her air Candi surfaced and moved closer to let Jeremy lure her into his embrace. Sharing Jeremy, the girls took turns kissing him then eyed poor lonely Joe.

Nodding Joe stood up long enough to again lose his cargo pants. Dick standing tall he pointed at Candace then his beached whale. She hurried to shore and began sucking his balls while stroking his dick. Lyta tasted amazing on him.

Admiring Candi’s zest for her father-in-law, Jeremy led Lyta to their side. He lifted up out of the water and sat to Joe’s left. Wagging his dick at Lyta the ginger tred water and consumed his cock in a diva duel with Candi. “This is the life.” Jeremy told Joe, inevitably Damian once he viewed the footage.

“Yep! Candi is a keeper.” His cell ringing Joe eyed the caller. “My son Kevin. Give me a minute. NOT YOU!” He palmed Candi’s scalp. “Keep sucking!” The camcorder switched over to Jeremy during the conversation. Lyta and Jeremy overheard Joe discussing the teachers at a party organized by Kevin. Filling Joe in on everything included the performances of Yolanda Bloom, Colleen Porter, and Raine Gomez, Becca Hart’s unexpected spying, and the two cheerleaders. Sounded like a blast. Offering last minute advice in dealing with the tutoring trio Joe ended the distraction.

“Party?” Jeremy chuckled!

“I sent three hot ass teachers to make men out of the boys. Sounds like things got out of hand. That Becca Hart is the mother of my son’s best friend. I never got to know her but you can bet I will once I get home. The cheerleaders are all Kev’s.”