We checked into the Bamboo Happy Motel, not for a liaison. We were not some couple hooking up. Stephanie and I (Matt) had been living together for just over a year. A couple in our late twenties, our apartment had been damaged by a fire that started in a neighboring apartment. The building needed repairs, making our apartment unlivable for at least a month. The Bamboo Happy Motel offered monthly rates, was kept clean, and was run by a friendly family.

203 was our room. "It has the nicest kitchenette." Mrs. Chen told us. "Try it the first night; if you don't like it, you can change rooms anytime."

The place was a bit noisy during the day, but not annoyingly so. Stephanie and I did have jobs, which usually kept us away at that time anyway.

"Several adult channels," Stephanie winked at me. "I'm finally going to learn what kind of porn you're into." We sampled it for a while but then found a rom-com movie to settle in on for the evening.

At around 8:30 pm, we heard it. The sounds of sex from the adjacent room. We guessed they were watching one of the porn channels. Stephanie found the channel they were watching, which confirmed our suspicion. But then, we could hear the bed nudging the wall and squeaking. Our bed and the neighbor's bed shared a wall.

"You hear that? I think they are fucking now. It's not just the TV," I said. I found it a turn-on, listening to the neighbors going at it like this.

Stephanie placed her hand on my crotch. "It's exciting you, Matt. It's arousing me too." The wall thumping got faster, and Steph stroked me as we listened. "Wow, these people know how to fuck," she whispered. "This is better than the porn we were watching."

I was in total agreement. These were real people who shared real passion. Raw, unscripted, honest. It made me want to do the same with Stephanie. "Yes," I said, answering Steph and the woman in the next room, who repeatedly called out to be fucked.

When they climaxed, I too joined them. Stephanie and I both laughed but tried to do it quietly enough that the neighbors wouldn't know we'd been listening. Enjoying their lovemaking.

"I'm going to eat you out, tongue fuck you, and lick you to ecstasy." I pressed her legs apart, tenderly caressing them and adoringly kissing them. Her clit was already swollen, and I suckled it like a nipple. Probing as deep as I could with my tongue. I sucked and licked her sloppy and wet.

Stephanie moaned. "Yeah," she stroked my hair. Then she forced my face into her juicy hole, grinding until she lost all control. "Eat it, tongue-fuck me, don't stop, don't stop, don't fucking stop!" she yelled. She screamed out an orgasm as she trembled on the bed.

The neighbor banged on the wall and congratulated us saying, "Well done."

When I left for work in the morning, I hoped to glimpse the neighbors but saw no stir from their room.

I returned from work and had a pleasant conversation with Mrs. Chen. She told me room 204 had checked out. I was, honestly, disappointed.

A few hours later, we heard muffled voices in room 204. Someone had checked in. The evening dragged so slowly as we desperately waited, hoping for another chance to enjoy a noisy neighbor fuck session. By 11:00, I thought we'd not receive a show when Stephanie climbed on top of me.

"I'm not waiting any longer; let's get this party started," she said as she began kissing me to warm me up.

She went wild. Rode me noisily. The harder the bed hammered the wall, the more impassioned she became. So much so, the fucking bed broke, with a crack. The bed frame collapsed noisily. Stephanie didn't stop, "fuck me, harder" she yelled. I did my best to pump her as fast as I could until we both loudly came.

Muffled voices could be heard from the other side of the wall, even some laughter.

I didn't have to work the next day, so I talked to Mrs. Chen, figuring I'd confess to her about the damaged bed, hoping she'd not be angry. She was. But surprisingly not at us. She took Mr. Chen to the room and scolded him. "You've never made love to me like this. Why?" She lifted her dress, showing herself to Stephanie, Mr. Chen, and me. "Look! Sexy panties, lovely pussy." She turned around to show everyone her bottom. "Nice ass." She stormed out of the room, leaving the rest of us in an awkward silence.

Mr. Chen set to work replacing the bed frame. "Strong," he said proudly, then smiled, demonstrating the new sturdier bed.

"I sent Mrs. Chen flowers," I told him. "The card says, 'To a beautiful and sexy woman.' It does not say who the flowers are from." I winked and apologized for any trouble we might have caused him.

The couple in room 204 came out to talk when they saw us by the pool. "I'm Tony; she's Tina," he said. "Is everything ok? We heard a loud crash last night." Tina blushed as she drank us in. They looked middle-aged, maybe in their late thirties or early forties. Decent-looking, Tina was a petite thing, had tits the size of my fist, with erect nipples, impossible not to notice. Tony, being more than a foot taller than her, was clean-shaven, toned, and either had something stuffed in his pants or had a hard-on.

"I hope we didn't disturb you too much," Stephanie apologized. "Something just got into me," she said, as she looked at me with a smile. "Matt and I are here while construction is happening in our building."

We talked with them for about ten minutes, then watched them return to their room, holding hands and whispering to each other.

"They were definitely checking us out and seemed to be giving off a sexual vibe," Steph said to me. "Do you think they are swingers?"

"I don't know, and if they are, would you?" I asked. I hoped she'd be the first to share her thoughts on the topic.

"Maybe," she said slowly. "We could try it once, maybe. Test the waters. They seem nice, and they'd have to initiate things."

Later that night we watched the porn. Making the television loud enough for Tina and Tony to hear it too. Hoping they'd give us some entertainment. It didn't take long before we heard, the now very recognizable, sound of the neighbor's bed knocking on our wall. We too joined the lovemaking. Making our bed squeak out a song of lovemaking and testing Mr. Chen's work.

Our noise seemed to fuel their lust. The wall pounding suddenly was fast and hard. Then I heard Tina use my name while dirty talking. She was fantasizing it was me fucking her. "Yes, Matt, use me like a slut. Fuck me, fuck me, Matt."

I'd never pleasured two women at the same time. If that's what this was. I did not want to disappoint. I fucked Stephanie, the bedsprings, the headboard into the wall, and Tina with every ounce of vigor I could muster. Collapsing, exhausted, cum-drained, and out of breath. Falling asleep immediately.

Morning came early, as I needed to go to work again. Luckily it was a busy day, making the shift go by quickly. I returned to the motel to see Tina and Tony in the pool kissing. They waved at me, and I felt myself stiffen, remembering last night.

Stephanie was already in the room, in the shower. I joined her; she said, "The neighbors invited us for a drink, poolside. Are we really going to, you know, do this?"

"It's your call. I'll follow your lead. Give me a safe word so we have a signal if you want to stop or bail. What about the word red for stop?"

"Okay, oh my god, I can't believe we're about to do this."

Neither of us toweled off after the shower. We just put on our bathing suits and went to the pool.

Seeing us poolside, Mrs. Chen, with a bucket of ice she was holding, stopped to talk with us. She was wearing nothing but a see-through negligée. "Is your bed strong enough now?" she asked.

I laughed, "Yes, I hope you're not still angry with your husband. He seems like a good man."

"He is, most of the time. He made love to me three times yesterday. And twice so far today."

"He's a fortunate man then, getting to be with a gorgeous, lovely woman like you," Tony said.

Mrs. Chen smiled, winked at me, then left.

Tony pulled two beers from an ice bucket, cracked them open, and handed me one. "If I were Mr. Chen, she'd have to beat me off with a broom to keep me from loving her every chance I could." He said. "What would you like to drink, Stephanie?"

Just as I was taking my first swig of the beer, she looked him straight in the eye and said, "Your cum." I choked on the beer, shocked.

"Dammit," I coughed. I was not expecting that.

"I'd love to watch that," said Tina, preparing herself to return to their room.

"A woman who knows what she wants. Very sexy. Let's go get you that drink." Tony said,

We all quickly went to their room. Tony was fully erect already, an impressive seven-plus inches. I hoped Steph wasn't in over her head and going to say 'red' when she saw the size of his cock as he stripped off his shorts and lay on the bed. Tina started to masturbate as she watched Stephanie giving her husband a blowjob. I didn't know what I enjoyed watching more. Both scenes were so erotic to watch happening live in front of me. I never saw a drop of Tony's cum; Stephanie swallowed it all.

Tina and I were up next. She leaped into the bed joyously and spread her legs, inviting me between them. For such a tiny woman, she had a huge pussy. Most guys like a nice tight hole, or so they say, but not me. As an avid eater of such, I enjoy a large open playground to explore. Tina was very much that. My cock slid balls deep with no resistance. I moaned with pleasure. Tina curled her arms and legs around me, hugging me tightly, pressing me as deep as I'd go into her. I came near instantly. It'd been fifteen seconds, and she held me after, more than twice as long as it took me to cum inside her.

I quickly tried to return her some pleasure by nursing her breasts. She had nice long nipples, and I sucked on them hard, hoping to stretch and leave them forever, even longer. As soon as I was erect, I planned to redeem myself. I felt I owed Tina the fuck she called out for last night and our audience of Steph and Tony a show.

I knotted Tina's hands in mine and firmly squeezed them. I fed myself into Tina, effortlessly to the hilt. Her smile was gorgeous. Her eyes, so full of love, were locked with mine. She was absolutely radiant. Again I came instantly as she sighed with pleasure. I could have tried a thousand times more; I'd cum instantly every time. It was not sex we were having, but moments. Deep, intimate, very beautiful, shared moments.

"Tina, what are you and your pussy doing to the poor guy?" Tony said with a laugh. He pulled a girthy six-inch dildo out of a suitcase and handed it to me. "Here, punish her with this."

My two loads of cum made her pussy very noisy and wet as I did my best to fuck her brains out with the toy. After using it to give her three orgasms, she again took my hand and squeezed it. "Thank you, Matt," she said, and I knew she had had enough.

We called it a night. Early in the morning, we were awakened by the sound of lovemaking. Stephanie and I cuddled and let the sounds wash over us like music.

When I next returned from work, Tina and Tony had checked out. They left a card for Stephanie and me with Mrs. Chen. I was surprised to learn the greeting card industry has cards for not just special occasions, but also swingers. In the card was a photo of the couple holding hands, fully clothed. There was nothing sexual about it. The card read: 'We will always remember you. Hope you'll remember us fondly too. Tina and Tony.'

"Oh, and Tina told me to give you this," Mrs. Chen said, handing me the Dildo from last night. "Please tell me you didn't break more than just the bed the other night." She winked at me, then said, "Tina said it is a well-earned trophy she wanted you to have."

Stephanie and I made love every night we stayed at the Bamboo Happy Motel. Having neighbors or not. We never received a complaint. We heard more than one single occupant masturbating, mostly men, but there was one woman. It was nearly three months before we were able to return home.

I confused the guy who caused the fire by thanking him. Every so often, I send Mrs. Chen flowers, thanking her and her family for such a wonderful experience.