Motel

The motel is less than a 5 minute drive away and you and Pia are already sitting in her car in the parking lot. You make Pia leave her firearm in the glove compartment just in case, before you 2 get out and head to the motel's office. There's a guy in his 40s sitting at the front desk watching television. He looks up when you and Pia enter.

"Good evening, officer Miller," the man greets Pia. He's a skinny but hairy guy, and you can see his chest hair because he's only wearing a wife beater that clearly needs washing. His teeth are stained yellow, likely from excessive smoking, and his comb over isn't fooling anyone.

"Hi Frank," Pia responds politely. They obviously know each other because the motel is on her patrol route.

"Everything okay? What's up?" Frank the motel guy asks.

Pia looks embarrassed and blushes as she approaches the counter. She leans in and speaks in a lower voice, even though there's nobody else around except you to hear.

"Um... can I..." she starts to say, before she looks over to you. You nod back at her.

"What is it? You looking for some criminal?" Frank asks.

"No... no... can I, uh, can I get a room?" Pia asks.

Frank is surprised by the question and he glances at you for the first time since you entered. He blinks, before turning his attention back to Pia. "You sure?" he replies.

Pia nods. "Yeah," she says.

Frank looks at her for a while, confused, before he spins around in the chair he's sitting in to reach for the room keys hanging on the wall behind him. He grabs a key and spins back around, holding it up for Pia to take it from him. She quickly snatches it from his hand.

"How much?" she asks.

"You gonna be long?"

"Uh... nope," Pia responds.

"On the house."

"Oh... thanks!" Pia says, then she turns around and motions for you to follow her, not wanting to continue speaking with Frank. You go along happily, following Pia to the room she was given, which is on the ground level by the stairs. It's not a big motel, but there are 3 levels. Pia fumbles with key as she tries to insert it into the lock, but she must be too nervous and she keeps failing.

Chuckling quietly to yourself, you go over and take the key from her, using the opportunity to get closer to her and you open the door. Pia hastily gets in and when you aren't as fast as she is, she grabs you by the wrist and pulls you in.

"Hurry! Someone might see!" Pia says.

"I don't care," you respond with a smug smile. Pia sighs as you 2 check out the room. It's a standard motel room with a plain bed on a metal frame and not much else. Pia goes to pulls the curtains together, making sure that nobody walking by outside can peer in. When she's confident that there's no gap between the curtains, she turns to you and takes a deep breath.

"Okay... what are the rules?" she asks.

"Huh?"

Pia gestures meaninglessly with her hands. "I- you know, what are the rules? I let you fuck me and you forget about everything?"

"Sure," you reply with a shrug.

"Do you have a condom?"

"Nope."

"No?" Pia says in disbelief. She looks off to the side, weighing her options. "Usually..." she says, going over to the nightstand by the bed and opening the drawer. It's empty except for an old bible. She turns back to you and you shrug again. You've already taken off your jacket and are now unbuttoning your shirt.

"You could ask the manager," you suggest.

"No!" Pia protests, waving her hands to emphasize her point. "It's fine. I'm on the pill."

"Great. Take your clothes off," you say.

Pia hesitates, so you go over to her and start unbuttoning her uniform for her. She doesn't stop you. As you already knew, she's hiding a nice set of jugs under the shirt and they're held up well by a black laced bra. She looks up at you after her shirt is off and on the floor, joining yours. You lean in to kiss her, but she pulls back.

"What are you doing??" she asks.

"What does it look like I'm doing?"

"I- I- No kissing," Pia says.

"We never established that."

"I mean... the girls are these kinds of places don't..."

"Well, you're not a hooker, are you?" you ask.

Pia looks dumbfounded and while she's trying to think of a response, you lean in and kiss her, successful this time because she has backed up all the way to the bed and there's nowhere else for her to retreat to. You **** your tongue into her mouth despite her vocal protests, and when your hands start to grope her breasts, Pia gets too distracted to stop you from kissing her. She pushes your hands away half-heartedly, letting you keep pawing at her breasts, until you feel your erection straining at your pants and you reach down to give your cock some relief by undoing your pants. Once you have your pants and boxers down to your ankles, you work on Pia's pants. She doesn't resist and her hands somehow end up resting on your hips as you continue kissing her. By now, she's given up the struggle and is even kissing you back a little. You push her pants down until they slip to the floor, and she steps out of them, leaving her in her matching set of black laced underwear and pink ankle socks.

You break off the kiss and immediately Pia looks down at your cock that's poking at her stomach. She gasps quietly at the sight of your long, hard cock, entranced for a moment, before you hold her chin and tilt her face back up.

"Get on the bed," you say.

Pia climbs onto the bed and you're about to join her when she speaks. "Can I... pick the position?" she asks meekly. You're surprised by the request.

"That depends. What do you want?" you ask.

"I... prefer to be on top," Pia says, forcing a smile in hopes that you'd grant her wish.

"Okay..." you say, climbing onto the middle of the bed and laying down. You give your cock a couple of strokes out of habit, but you're already hard like a flagpole and ready to be mounted.

Pia nods to herself and she steps over you and turns around, showing her ass to you. She's bending her knees to get down, when you grab her by her ass cheeks and hold her up.

"No, if you want to be on top, you have to face me," you say.

Pia looks over her shoulder and she doesn't move, unwilling to agree. It's not like you're an ugly fellow, but she must really not want to look at you while fucking her way out of trouble. Realizing that Pia might put up a fight if you are too insistent, you decide to propose a compromise.

"Okay, how about you blindfold yourself?" you suggest.

Pia looks puzzled. "I don't have a blindfold."

"Just use your shirt. It'll do. Come on, you want to get this over with, right? It's going to take me longer if I'm staring at the back of your head," you lie. Of course, it doesn't matter either way to you, but you'd certainly prefer for her to be facing you. Pia takes a moment to consider your proposal, before she gets up to go grab her shirt off the floor. She then climbs back onto the bed, holding her shirt, and she stands over you and looks down. You take the opportunity to reach up and pull her panties down, revealing her pussy hair which is trimmed in a triangle and enticing. She steps out of them and you toss the panties onto the heap of your clothes instead of hers.

"Hey!" she says.

"For proof of our arrangement," you simply say, before motioning for her to get down and onto your cock.

Reluctantly, Pia ties her shirt around her head to cover her eyes and she slowly bends her knees and lowers herself onto you. She reaches her hands out for support and you grab 1 of them to help her, while you hold your cock upright for Pia to sit on. She misses on the first 2 attempts and she adjusts herself, finally latching onto the tip of your cock with her slightly agape pussy lips on the third try. She doesn't sink onto it immediately although you don't rush her as she assumes a squatting pose. You can see her knees shaking and you know she can't hold the position for long, and you let go of her hand and lay back to enjoy the sight of Pia about to impale herself onto you.

She does it gradually and you don't really feel it at first although you see the tip of your cock disappear between her legs, then slowly the rest of your cock bit by bit, until Pia is fully sitting on you. You give your cock a little twitch and Pia flinches, inadvertently causing her pussy to squeeze in on your cock. It's a snug fit and you don't move, enjoying the sensation of her warm, slippery pussy on your cock. Despite her ****, she's clearly turned on.

Pia doesn't move either and you're happy to stay like this for as long as she wants. After a while, she finally catches on and realizes that this won't be over for her unless she does something, and she starts to ride you, gyrating her hips on you while moving up and down on your cock about an inch. Probably unintentionally, Pia's making the sex sensual and erotic, but she's also prolonging it. You're not going to complain, and you close your eyes and relax.

You're actually almost about to doze off after a few minutes, when you feel Pia's hands on your chest and you open your eyes. She's now leaning forward and rocking her ass with more purpose. Her bra-clad breasts are hoovering closer over you, jiggling with each gyrate of her hips and Pia is breathing harder and starting to work up a sweat. Pia's increased tempo is having its desired effect as you feel yourself getting more aroused and you grab her ass to assist her in fucking you.

For a while, you concentrate on fucking Pia and there's just the sound of her moaning and your thighs slapping against hers. This goes on for quite some time until Pia suddenly arches her back and leans down closer until your face is buried in her bosom and you feel her pussy convulsing on your cock. She shrieks in pleasure as she cums but she doesn't stop fucking you. You hold onto her ass and keep her going, feeling yourself getting closer to climax. You can imagine her eyes rolling back under her shirt as she cums and there's no way she's faking it. Soon, you grunt loudly and wrap your arms around Pia's back, holding her down as you start to cum. The moment you're done, Pia pushes off of you and rolls over on her back beside you, panting heavily.