I Can Use Filthy Game Currency In The Real World
Chapter 77: Motel Calls [R-18+]

Chapter 77: Motel Calls [R-18+]

The Next Day:

The motel room door banged shut, and Kelly didn’t even let it settle before she launched herself at Alex like a fucking hurricane.

She slammed into him, hands gripping his hips, mouth smashing against his in a wet, messy kiss. No slow burn, no gentle shit, just raw, desperate lust.

Her tongue forced its way past his lips, tangling with his, sucking hard as spit smeared between them.

Weeks of keeping it tame, side glances on the street, hands brushing in secret, had built this up too long. Now it was a goddamn explosion.

Alex grunted into her mouth, half-laughing. "What the hell’s gotten into you, fuck, Kelly!" His words choked off as she bit his lip, dragging a groan out of him. The room echoed with it, wet sucks, sloppy smacks, tongues fucking each other senseless.

"Need it fast. Right fucking now," Kelly growled, pulling back just enough to let her eyes scorch into his. Her breath was jagged, tits heaving under her robe.

Alex smirked, all cocky and sharp. "Oh, you’re that worked up? What’s got you so fucking horny?"

Kelly didn’t bother answering, just tore at his black sweatpants, yanking them down his legs till they hit the floor. His shirt came next, ripped off in one rough tug, leaving him in nothing but tight black boxers, cock already straining against the fabric. Kelly’s robe split open, flashing her bare tits and dripping cunt, no shame, all need.

"No cute little outfit today?" Kelly teased, smirking as she snapped the waistband of his boxers before shoving them down. His cock sprang free, thick and hard, twitching in the air.

"Didn’t know you’d fucking pounce me!" Alex shot back, grinning as his face flushed. Kelly’s mouth hit his neck, sucking bruises into his skin, teeth scraping down to his chest. She grabbed his wrist and dragged him to the bed, shoving him down so hard the springs creaked. He stumbled, kicking off the tangled sweats, and she climbed on top, biting his pecs, hard enough to make him hiss.

Her curves flashed, same broad chest, same tight ass. A flicker of guilt stabbed her, but fuck it, it was gone fast. Alex squirmed under her, groaning loud. "Ahh, Kelly, shit!"

Kelly shrugged off the robe, fully naked, pussy slick and aching. Alex’s hand shot down, grabbing his own cock, stroking it rough as he stared at her. "Harder than usual, huh? You’re fucking killing me."

"Wait till you’re inside," Kelly purred, yanking his boxers all the way off and tossing them aside. Her fingers slid between her own thighs, spreading her wetness, then brushed his cock, smearing it with her. "Can I?"

Alex spread his legs wider, grinning like a bastard. "When you’re this fucking wild, how do I say no?"

Kelly laughed, low and filthy, grabbing a condom from under the pillow. Alex snatched it, ripped it open with his teeth, and rolled it down his shaft, slicking it with her juices and lube. He rubbed the head against her cunt, teasing her clit, then lined up and thrust up, hard, deep, no warning. Kelly’s whole body jolted, a scream tearing out of her. "Oh, fuck!"

Third time since they’d started this, and the first two had been Alex’s move, coaxing her into it even when she wasn’t all in. But now? His hips slammed up, relentless, pounding into her. Kelly’s face twisted, sharp sting for a second, then pure, slutty ecstasy. Her moans were loud, unhinged, filling the room.

"Feel good?" Alex snarled, thrusting harder, balls slapping her ass.

"Fuck, yes, you’re hitting so fucking deep today!" Kelly gasped, clawing at his chest.

"Love it when I fuck you stupid, don’t you?" Alex taunted, hips snapping faster, the bed shaking like it might break.

"Yes! Fucking yes!" Kelly’s nails raked his shoulders, pulling him closer, begging for more.

The pace turned brutal, hard, wet, sloppy thrusts, skin smacking skin. Alex’s voice cut through, rough and needy. "On your knees, fucking now!"

He pulled out, cock glistening, and Kelly flipped over fast, ass up, cunt dripping and open. She threw a wild grin back at him, daring him. "Fucking wreck me."

Alex grabbed her hips, lined up, and slammed back in, balls-deep in one ruthless thrust. Kelly screamed, head jerking back, ass bouncing as he fucked her like a beast.

"Harder, fucking harder!" she begged, voice cracking, and Alex delivered, pounding her so hard the headboard smashed the wall. Sweat poured, tension coiled, and the room reeked of sex, raw, nasty, and fucking alive.

Alex pulled his cock out of Kelly’s dripping cunt with a wet pop, and she didn’t miss a beat. She flipped onto her back fast, grabbing her own thighs and hoisting her ass up high, legs spread wide. Her pussy glistened, red and swollen, but her eyes locked on him, wild and demanding. She thrust her ass toward him, hips rolling in the air, begging for it in that rear-striking position she knew he loved.

"Ha," Alex huffed, staring down at her, those hips, that sharp pelvic line. His mind flashed to earlier, Emma in those soaked gray panties, his hand "accidentally" grazing her ass during the shoot. Same pose, same vibe. Fuck, it was messing with him.

Kelly’s voice snapped him back. "Put it in, fucking now."

He didn’t hesitate. Grabbing her ass cheeks hard enough to leave marks, he rammed his cock into her, balls-deep in one brutal thrust. Puuk! The sound hit the walls, raw and nasty.

"Huhhhhh!" Kelly’s scream tore out, half-pain, half-ecstasy.

He pounded her harder, faster, the bed shaking under them. This position was gold, let him fuck her deeper, hit her sweeter than any other angle. Her ass jiggled with every slam, not as thick as Emma’s but tight and perfect in its own way.

"Kyaaa! Hmm! Fuck, crazy...!" Kelly’s moans turned into a frantic chant, her hands clawing the sheets. She clenched her ass, pushing back against him, taking every inch like she was built for it.

Alex gripped her harder, nails digging into her flesh, thrusting so fast his balls slapped her clit with every stroke. "Ugh! Fuck yeah, take it!" he growled, watching her body jerk under him.