Roomy Service
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I was working as a hotel maid during the summer to get some money together for uni. It was menial stuff, but it did pay quite well. On Tuesdays, I was a waitress in the café in the mornings, before going around cleaning rooms after breakfast when people started going out for the day. The hotel was posh, and I had to dress up in a proper French maid’s uniform.
One Tuesday, I went up to a table with a family of four. The Mum and Dad looked normal, the younger boy was about sixteen and looked quite nice, with short brown hair and a fit body. The older boy, on the other hand, was about eighteen and looked gorgeous. He was tall and muscly with smooth black hair and a nice face with eyes you could stare into, and get lost in, for days.
I smiled at them. "Hello, I'm Katie and I will be your waitress this morning. Do you know what you are going to order?"
"Err yeah, I think we’ll all have the Full English," the Dad said.
"No mushrooms for me, though," the younger boy said, hardly hiding the fact that he was looking at my cleavage, clearly visible thanks to my low-cut shirt. I noticed with pleasure that the eighteen-year-old was also pretending not to look.
"OK, three Full English and one Full English with no mushrooms. And to drink?"
As they said what they wanted to drink, I dropped my pen, and as I bent over to pick it up, I could feel the two boys glancing down my shirt. I walked off, swaying my hips slightly. When I came back with the food, I leaned over the table to give the elder boy his food and giving him a good look down my shirt.
After I had finished serving and cleaning up, I went to get my cleaning supplies from their cupboard. I started on the top floor and worked down while someone else worked up. I first knocked on the door to see if anyone was in the room, and if no one replied then I let myself in and start to clean.
I didn’t have to do much unless someone had just vacated it; just clean the sink, check the toilet roll, make the bed and do some dusting and hoovering if they hadn't left stuff all over the floor. I had finished two floors when I found myself at number 42. There was no answer, and so I let myself in, took a glance around to make sure no one was in the room and decided I would start in the bathroom.
I opened the door. Right in front of me was the elder boy from the table at breakfast. He was standing over the toilet wanking. As the door opened, he whipped around just as a long ribbon of cum shot from his dick. It hit my face, but he just stood frozen in horror as another burst hit my apron, and the next load just caught the tip of my pumps and the next hit the floor. The final offering just squeezed out his cock and ran down its impressive length.
"OH MY GOD! I'm soo sorry. Oh fuck, oh fuck, sorry," he begged
I looked him up and down and liked what I saw, "It's ok, let me clean that up."
He thought I was referring to the cum on the floor, but I knelt and took hold of his cum-soaked cock and guided it to my mouth. I licked the tip and then down its length. I put my lips around the bell and sucked gently, softly circling it with my tongue as one hand pumped his shaft lightly and the other cupped and massaged his balls. I felt his dick grow in my mouth stiffening until it was rock-hard and then I softly moved my lips down his dick, my tongue licking the bottom of his cock as I went.
He hit the back of my mouth and it made me choke, so I pulled back a little leaving about an inch of his shaft left. I ploughed forward, forcing his tip right down my neck. I swallowed bringing him even further in until the top of his ball-sack was in my mouth.
I swallowed to cause contractions over his bell-end, and I was about to pull away and gasp for air when he grunted and let another huge shot of cum into my mouth; no polite warning, just blasting it down my neck causing me to gag.
I had to pull back to avoid choking, but I kept him in my mouth, as his cock shot load after load of cum into my mouth and down my neck. I couldn't breathe as my mouth was full of his hot sticky cum. I swallowed to clear my throat, but he shot more down, clogging it up. I swallowed again and again until he had finished and pulled away gasping for air.
There was still cum in my mouth and some of it dribbled out of the corner and down my chin and into my cleavage, hidden by my dress. The guy was just standing there, breathing heavily and looking down at me in shock.
"Wow, why did you, what… I …are we… can we? Are you?" he stammered.
"What? You’ve never had a beautiful girl stroll into your bathroom and give you a blowjob before?"
He snorted with laughter, "I haven't even had sex before, let alone with a strange, yet beautiful girl."
"You’re a virgin? Well then, I suppose that means I can excuse you for not warning me you were going to cum."
"Oh, sorry, I didn’t realise I should."
"It’s cool."
"That was amazing though, I can’t believe you just did that to me after I had cum over you. Can I tell you something?”
"Sure."
"I was wanking over the thought of you after you turned me on so much during breakfast."
This made me smile, "Hehe, thanks babes, what’s your name?"
"Matt."
"Cool. Look, I have to clean up and go as I’m running behind now, but I will be back … if you want me to?"
"YES, I want you to come back!"
"OK, I’ll come here when I’ve finished my shift; it will be a few hours."
"Wow. OK, see you then," he beamed, as I cleaned the cum off me and left.
When I had finished my shift, I crept back up to room 42 and knocked on the door. Matt opened it.
"Hey, you actually came."
"Yeah, well I figured you owe me after this morning."
"That’s fair enough; you want to take this to the bed?"
"Yes, I do, babe," I said, leading him to the double bed in the middle of the room. I lay back and started to unbutton my top, button by button, exposing my black lacy bra and toned stomach. Matt watched as I slipped the shirt back over my shoulders, dropping it by the side of the bed.
He jumped onto the bed and pulled his top off and leaned in and kissed me, pushing me back onto the bed, his lips mashing with mine. His tongue ran over my teeth while his hands wandered all over the soft skin of my back.
He undid my bra quickly and moved his hands to my boobs while still making out. He was good for a virgin. My hands travelled down to his arse and slipped under the waistline. I pushed down and his trousers came down with my hands, leaving just his boxers. I slid out of my skirt and we lay making out in our underwear until he slid his hand into my knickers and started to finger me. I pulled them off so he would have better access and kept kissing him while sliding down his boxers. I took them off him and we lay naked while his fingers explored my pussy.
“I want you. I want your cock inside me," I whispered, and he smiled as he took his hand away and started to kiss my thighs. He kissed the inside of my legs and around my pussy, getting very close, in fact so close that I could feel his warm breath against my clit, but he teased me. He batted my hands away as I tried to do it myself and I lay gasping for release until I felt his tongue flick my clit sending shivers of pleasure through my hot sweaty body.
I moaned slightly as he started to circle my clit with his tongue, periodically flicking it as his finger ran up and down my slit before plunging in and curling round to press against the sensitive walls of my pussy making me moan.
I could feel I was passing the point of no return and I ground against his fingers moaning and grunting until finally, I exploded, squirting my cum all over his fingers and chin. I bucked and writhed on the bed as I rode the orgasm to its wonderful climax and surfed down the soft slow return to normality.
I smiled down at him between my legs. "Oh babe, we are even."
He climbed back up so he could kiss me while softly rubbing his cock against my pussy lips. I rolled over and climbed onto all fours as he knelt behind me, positioning his cock against my tight arsehole. I could feel the precum oozing out of his cock and into my arse-crack.
He grabbed my hips and pulled hard as he slid slowly into my arse, struggling as it was so tight. It felt like my arse was going to explode; he was so big.
When he was fully in me, he positioned himself and took a tighter hold of my hips and started to pull out again before shoving it back in fast. Slowly out, but into my bottom as fast as he could force it until my arse relaxed a little allowing him to thrust both in and out quickly.
Matt’s balls hit my pussy as he pounded my arse. I curled one hand round to finger myself, swapping between double-penetration and fingering my clit. He started grunting as he pounded away.
"Am I supposed to warn you about cumming this time as well?" he asked, a tremor in his voice.
I felt myself tense up and my buttocks clenched and contracted around his dick like a vice, as he shot load after load of cum into my backside, some dribbling out and soaking his balls and my pussy.
He flipped me over on to my back and I thought he was going to stop as he had just cum, but he slid into my pussy still hard as ever. I was already close to cumming due to the fingering while he arse-fucked me, so it didn’t take long before my back arched and my pussy exploded with pleasure, the hot juices flowing out of my convulsing pussy over his dick and balls running along my thighs and pooling around my backside.
He didn’t stop pumping into me though, and his hands grabbed me around the waist and pulled me up as my legs fell away from his shoulders and rested around his hips as he slammed me against a wall and fucked into me not allowing my sensitive pussy a moment’s rest, stimulating me to heights I had never experienced with any orgasm before.
I started to peak again with my legs wrapped around him and clenching as another orgasm bigger than the first rocked through my body. I felt like every nerve in my body was screaming out at me that this was so good that it could never stop. I hardly even felt him shoot his load into my already filled pussy as his cum mingled with mine. His thrusting slowed as he brought us both back from the peak we had both been on.
I could feel cum running out of my pussy and felt his cock still pulsing as it pumped more and more cum into me. He laid me back on the bed, but I was still groaning softly, my body shuddering with pleasure every so often. Matt lay down next to me spooning my back as his cock nestled between my arse cheeks.
We both fell asleep.
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Rumors. Whispers. Urban legends. This is the extent of the Celebrity Fantasy Service's advertising. You have never seen a commercial for them, or an online ad, or read anything about them in the news. As far as you're aware, the Celebrity Fantasy Service doesn't exist. Which is why you are skeptical when a popup shows up on your computer screen. "Hello, Marcus Bass. You have been approached by the Celebrity Fantasy Service. For a reasonable fee (continue for details), you can act out whatever...
Maid Service By Jennifer Stewart The Maid's Bedroom The black satin dress of a maid's uniform hangs carelessly on the back of a chair. The white chiffon apron lies on the floor behind the chair. The sounds of a vigorous copulation gradually fill the room - a rhythmic thumping and creaking noise of a bed being shaken violently; the steady slapping of flesh; a woman's gasps sprinkled with her cries and moans; the heavy breathing and grunts of a men. "Ummmnn... Oh GOD......
It had been the strangest and yet the most exhilarating time in Sandy’s life, these last two weeks. She looked at her naked body and was pleased with her tall, slender body with her small breasts. It was a good body. She could hardly believe she had been a repressed, inhibited librarian just two weeks ago, afraid of sex and feeling dirty whenever her own strong urges overcame her and she rented pornographic videos and played with her pussy until she came, often eight or ten times in an evening....
It had been the strangest and yet the most exhilarating time in Sandy's life, these last two weeks. She looked at her naked body and was pleased with her tall, slender body with her small breasts. It was a good body. She could hardly believe she had been a repressed, inhibited librarian just two weeks ago, afraid of sex and feeling dirty whenever her own strong urges overcame her and she rented pornographic videos and played with her pussy until she came, often eight or ten times in an...
Notification Service In every age, in every war, there have been casualties. And along with casualties, there are the loved ones left behind. In recent times, there has been a recognition that those families need help when the news is brought to them of the loss of the one they loved, and so each conflict had its own way to give the sad news, and help the families pick up the pieces afterwards, and have made a service to meet that need. And now, with a new war waging, that service is...
Anyone who knows me will understand that I love my husband to bits. I would never stray. Even if that remotest of possibilities ever arose, it wouldn’t be with a stranger. As far as quickie sex or a one night stand is concerned, well, never in a million years. And yet...I had to drive to London to conclude a bit of business. The reason isn’t relevant to my story so I will say no more about it. It was late in the afternoon when I finished what I had to do and was too tired to make the drive...
Quickie SexKristi McDowell was not having a good day. It started by waking up too late to get her husband's lunch ready. He couldn't wait and said he would just grab something from the "roach coach" that comes by the construction site at lunchtime. Kristi felt terrible about that - she had eaten a meal or two from those places and she didn't like the fact that because of her, he had to now. Then her oldest boy, Allan, the 10 year old, woke up not feeling good. She took his temperature and he was a little...
Wife LoversAfter a couple trips to the coast and our well documented hot tub adventures, Amber and I wanted to expand our horizons and try something a little different. What better place to explore new sexual adventures than Las Vegas? We made our reservations at the Bellagio, bought our plane tickets and headed for Vegas. Amber packed some of her most sexy and skimpy outfits, as well as some of her sexiest lingerie, and a few of her favorite sex toys. Our first night in Vegas we were both very excited...
MILFThe Car Service.A True Story.Last April I took my car out to the main dealer for a service. As I had more or less the whole morning to spare I decided to go and sit on the unofficial nudist beach which was about half a miles walk. Once I had made myself comfy on the pebbles I looked around and saw that as well as me, I could see a couple some distance away shelled by a windbreaker, and one other guy who had stopped between me and the couple starting to undress. I didn't want to make it too...
In the weeks following our heroine's introduction to Mr. Boulton's photographic experiments, She had often found Herself standing in front of him head hung low; not for just the weekly session - which was now entered in his appointment diary in red in Miss Stewart's elegant rounded hand for the rest of the term- but also on the odd occasion when She felt a need for some guiding hand upon Her. When, all too frequently thoughts of Her headmaster sneaked into Her impish mind She could not help...
I got an email from a woman asking for sex service. She described as a widow of 34 years age and upon calling her at the number mentioned, she confirmed her email and a meeting were fixed. The address was of Jubilee Hills a very push locality in Hyderabad and I was aware of the kind of women who live there so I was pretty excited. On the day I dressed casually and packing my pocket with 2 packets of condoms I set out for the house. It was fairly simple to find the house. It was a big bungalow...