Shane found his thirst for doing the unspeakable during his young adult life. His first was Heather, she was a adventurous active young woman with an open mind when it came to Shane asking her to perform sexual acts for him. She let him tie her up even smack her around a little.
On this particular night Heather was laying on the bed naked with her hands tied behind her back. Shane flipped her over onto her back and straddled her hips, he leaned down over her and kissed her deeply. He rubbed her breasts and caressed her neck.
Shane’s grip tightened around her slim neck, he could feel her heart racing under his hands. He spread her legs apart with his knees and slid his erect cock into her.
As her lips turned blue and her breath ceased Shane came deep in her. Watching her eyes glaze over and go dark.
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Shane was tall, and skinny with shaggy brown hair. He was a C average student in High School, who managed to graduate despite missing a far amount of school days. His parents Dave and Shelly Henderson were career driven individuals.
Dave Henderson owned a Ford dealership on the outskirts of town and did ok for himself despite being over stressed. He kept a bottle of Jack in the bottom desk drawer, which emerged before lunch, along with his two pack a day habit of Winston’s. Shelly was in real estate, she loved showing houses and selling people on the American dream. They loved their son, and felt that he was doing just fine.
After graduation Dave gave his son a choice, either go to college and live at home or move out and get a job. Shane choose to take a job in a warehouse loading trucks for Everyday Foods. It kept him busy, and gave him enough money to afford his studio apartment just a few blocks away from the warehouse, most days he skateboarded to work. He had an older white Chevy van that he used to move things for people, to make some cash on the side.
Shane worked with a guy named Tommy, a stocky, short guy that had a short fuse when frustrated. Of which Shane had witnessed more than once during his time working with him.
“My cousin is moving, on Saturday,” Tommy announced out of the blue during break on Thursday morning.
“Ok, why do I need to know this?” Shane asked.
“He wants to know if you want to make a few bucks, helping him move stuff with your van,”
“Sure, have him give me a call on Saturday,”
After helping Tommy’s cousin move, Shane went out to grab a bite to eat and relax. Since he was out of town and not sure of what all was around, he drove out Route 18 for a bit and came upon a roadhouse called The Backdoor.
He parked his van in the dirt parking lot and headed inside, it was loud and crowded. Shane took a seat at the bar, ordered a bacon cheeseburger with fries and a beer. He ate ,drank and relaxed, not really paying attention to anything in particular.
“Can I buy you another,” a woman sitting next to him asked, pointing to the empty bottle.
Slightly surprised Shane said “Sure, why not,” he smiled at her.
“I’m Heather,” she put out her hand.
“Shane,” he shook her hand.
Heather was a tall, pretty brunette, with deep green eyes and an inviting smile. They talked casually about life after school and future plans.
“So do you live in Overland?” Heather asked.
“Nope, just passing through,” Shane answered, finishing off his beer.
“Are you up for some fun, or do you need to get back?” she asked.
“Depends on what you consider fun,”
“Follow me, and I’ll show you,” she smiled, paying and heading for the door. Shane followed.
Heather stopped Shane in front of his van slid her arms around him and kissed him.
Heather got into her car and started driving down route 18, back towards Overland.
She pulled into a motel next to an Everyday Foods store. Shane parked his van, got out and joined her in front of room 7. Heather unlocked the door and entered the room, it was your typical shabby $40 a night room. One queen size bed, with rust colored bedspread complete with a mysterious stain. A night stand, with a brass lamp, a pair of chairs around a small table, a t.v. with an oversized mirror behind it attached to the chest of drawers.
“Quaint,” Shane said.
“It will do,” Heather said as she pulled the heavy gold curtains over the picture window.
She pulled the bedspread off and dropped it on the floor.
“At least the sheets are clean,” she smiled at Shane.
Heather stripped and laid out on the bed.
“Nice,” Shane commented as he shed his clothes and joined her.
Shane ran his hands along her body, taking her hard nipple into his mouth and sucking. She let out a moan. He moved down kissing his way to her pussy.
He spread her legs and started licking and sucking on her clit. She pushed up against him and ran her fingers through his hair as he throughly enjoyed her.
Shane moved up and kissed her as she rubbed his erect cock. She leaned over and took him into her mouth, sucking gently at first then letting him slide deeper.
He arched his back, grabbed her by the hair and pulled her off of him. He flipped her over onto her stomach, pulled her hips up, so that she was on her hands and knees. He rubbed her ass, smack, the sound hung in the air. Heather’s mouth hung open but no sound emerged.
Shane pushed his cock deep into her ass.
“Fuck,” she yelled out and pushed back against him.
He thrusted into her, fucking her, faster and harder. Till he came deep in her.
Shane collapse on the bed, Heather moved towards him, she slid her tongue into his mouth and kissed him deeply. He kissed her back.
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A few weeks later there was a knock at Shane’s door, it was Heather.