Backdoor Romance – Scene 6

In the sultry heat of a retro motel room, the air thick with the scent of last night’s revelry, a blonde goddess stirs from her slumber. Her name is Candice, a 1970s bombshell with a heart-shaped ass and legs that won’t quit. As she stretches languidly, the thin sheet slips away, revealing her gloriously naked form. Her full, perky breasts sit high on her chest, nipples already hardening in the cool morning air. The gentle curve of her hips leads your gaze down to her smooth, shaved pussy, the sight of which makes your morning wood twitch with anticipation.

Candice looks around the room, her eyes settling on the rumpled bed beside her. It’s empty, but the sheet is tossed back as if someone had been lying there. Noticing movement in the corner of her eye, she turns to see her lover, Jack, peeking through the curtains, his eyes locked on the swimming pool outside.

“I thought I heard you move,” Jack says, turning to face her with a knowing grin. “Enjoying the view?” Candice smirks, rising from the bed and sauntering over to him, her hips swaying hypnotically. She presses her ample chest against his back, wrapping her arms around his waist.

“The only view I’m interested in is the one right here,” she purrs, nuzzling his neck. Jack chuckles, turning in her embrace to capture her lips in a searing kiss. His hands roam her body, caressing every curve, while Candice grinds her naked flesh against him, feeling his cock swelling beneath his boxers.

“You’ve been a naughty boy, haven’t you?” she whispers against his lips. “Peeping at those poor, unsuspecting women out there. You’re nothing but a dirty old man.” Jack growls playfully, grasping her ass and pulling her flush against him. “And you’re a cock-hungry slut, aren’t you, baby? Just begging to be filled and fucked.”

Candice moans at his filthy words, her pussy clenching with need. “Fuck me, Jack,” she begs, her hands fumbling with his shorts. “Ruin me with your big, thick cock. Make me scream.” Jack doesn’t need to be told twice. He spins her around and bends her over the arm of the couch, her ass raised high in the air. He kicks her legs apart, exposing her glistening slit.

“Such a pretty little cunt,” he murmurs, running a finger through her folds and gathering her dripping arousal. He brings it to her mouth, painting her lips with her own essence. Then he grasps her hip with one hand while the other guides his swollen cock to her entrance.

With a powerful thrust, he buries himself inside her, stretching her deliciously around his thick length. Candice cries out, pleasure-pain shooting through her as he pushes deeper and deeper, filling her to the brim. “Yes, Jack! God, you’re so big!” she wails, her fingers scrabbling for purchase on the sofa.

Jack starts pounding into her, his hips slapping against her ass as he fucks her hard and fast. The wet sounds of their coupling fill the room, mingling with Candice’s wanton moans and Jack’s grunts of exertion. He reaches around to maul her bouncing tits, pinching and rolling her hard nipples between his fingers. Candice sobs her pleasure, her body tensing as he drives her towards the edge.

“Play with my clit, Jack,” she pants desperately. “Make me cum on your cock!” Obediently, he slides a hand down her belly to her soaked pussy, finding the swollen nub of her clit. He rubs it in tight circles, rapidly pushing her over the precipice. “Fuck! Oh God, fuck! I’m… I’m cumming!” Candice shrieks as her orgasm crashes through her, her cunt clenching and rippling around Jack’s pistoning cock.

Feeling her spasming around him, Jack doubles his efforts, determined to make her cum again. He thrusts deep, angling his hips to hit that magic spot inside her. “Cum for me again, slut,” he commands, his voice gravelly with lust. “Cum all over my fucking cock!”

Candice wails as she comes undone a second time, her body shaking with the force of it. Her pussy gushes around Jack, soaking his balls and dripping down her thighs. With a roar, he slams into her one last time, burying himself to the hilt as he erupts, flooding her with his hot seed.

He collapses against her back, both of them panting and drenched with sweat. After a moment, he pulls out, watching as his cum oozes from her well-fucked hole. Candice moans weakly, feeling empty and used in the best possible way. Jack tucks himself back into his shorts and saunters off to the bathroom, leaving Candice sprawled over the sofa, cum dribbling down her legs.

She finally drags herself upright, wiping the evidence of their tryst from her thighs. Her body aches in the most pleasurable way, and she feels satisfied on a bone-deep level. As she makes her way to the bathroom to join Jack, she can’t help but smile at the thought of what other illicit adventures await them this weekend.