1 comments/ 22229 views/ 3 favorites The Hotel Maid By: steele432 I awoke after an unexpected night of drinking and gambling. A couple of my old college buddies stopped by my apartment, unannounced as usual and told me that we were going on for a night on the town. Little did I know that a night on the town meant a night in Las Vegas. Waking up in a strange room, larger than my apartment was not something that anyone should experience, nor should it be the experience to see some of my 'buddies' having an orgy in the adjacent room, with a bunch of random hookers they had picked up from the street last night. Although I do recall some chick sucking me off, not sure who or where it was but I do recall the faint moans comings from me as an expert sucked me dry. I decided to leave the prostitute filled room and head out of the place, maybe to check the front desk to see whose credit card they used to pay for this expensive room. However as I left the room I was hit by a cleaning cart, it didn't hurt as bad as I let on, but for some unknown reason I decided to fall to the ground and pretend as though I was hurt. The petite little figure hurried over to me apologizing every step of the way. She bent down to check on me, having her cleavage sag down and have her top open up quite a bit so I could see down her cleavage. A young thing she was, brunette, pretty dark brown eyes, fair skin but still able to tan. Perfect set of c cup breasts, and long tanned legs. He face was fully of worry, not only because she had run into me and knocked me down, but she was fearful I might report it and get her fired. She was wearing the traditional style maids uniform, black, short sleeved blouse with white lace, wearing nothing but a bra underneath the uniform, a knee length skirt with pantyhose and work/high heeled shoes. Suffice it to say, she was insanely hot. She picked me up and lead me into a nearby room that she was cleaning, the occupants had left sometime in the morning and probably wouldn't be back until later on in the day, after they had been on all of the adventures Vegas had to offer. She sat me on the queen sized bed which was very fluffy yet the bed still wasn't made, she rushed into the bathroom and grabbed a sandwich bag and filled it with ice, she then folded a washcloth over the bag and came running out of the bathroom and kneeled in front of me and placed the ice pack on my knee where it 'supposedly hurt'. "Is that any better mister?" She asked with a very sweet voice. "Yeah... kind of I mean, it kind of hurts still, but the ice helps." I said with a softer tone, really putting on those puppy dog eyes. "I'm so sorry! You came out of your room so fast I didn't even see you, is there any thing I can do to make you feel better?!" By now she had started rubbing my knee and lower thigh, ever so gentle she started inching her way up, but stopped after a couple seconds. "You know, now that you mention it... ah, never mind..." I said casually, rubbing the back of my head and looking away as if in a hurt manner. "No! No!, please tell me, there has to be something I can do! Anything! Please if you report me... I will loose my job, there has to be something..." She whimpered a bit, starting to rub my thigh even more now. "Well... if you don't want to loose your job, you could... do another one for me?" She smiled, then nodded her head like she had been waiting for the dirty side of me to come out. I wasn't like other guys in which all I thought about was sex, but when I saw an attractive young woman in and even sexier looking maid's uniform... that really got me going. She stood up and walked casually to the door, putting her best foot forward. She closed the door with a small clicked and then put the deadbolt in just to be safe. She slinked back over to me, and then sat on my lap facing me, each leg folded beside me. She started to grind on me just to get me riled up, that didn't take long of course as I felt the heat from her pussy through my pants and onto my groin. She began to kiss me, our tongues danced throughout each others mouths for a solid minute. We swapped saliva and then rolled our tongues around once more. She then bit my bottom lip and pulled it up and out, then let it slip through her teeth and my lip came back and it my teeth. This sent wave after wave of pleasure through my body, making my dick grow even more in my pants. She then started to suck and bite my neck, starting from just underneath my jaw and going down to my collar bone. This sent even more pleasure throughout my body, I felt it and couldn't contain it anymore, I started to grind my hips up and down against hers, and she did the same. We both kissed and nibbled on each others necks for a little while after than, then she abruptly stood up and bent over, she grabbed my zipper and yanked it down, then grabbed the button of my pants and un-did that. She then pushed me back onto the bed and yanked my pants off down to my ankles. She then removed my shoes and finished pulling down the rest of my pants and slung them across the room. She then pulled down my boxers and my dick sprang outwards. She started in awe at the monster, gripping it by the base of my cock she widened her eyes in disbelief. She then shook off the surprise and opened her mouth and stuck the tip of it in her mouth. Tasting the pre-cum at the head of it she swirled the tip around in her mouth a couple times and then went deeper onto it. Getting my monster cock of 7 and a half inches down her throat. She gagged on it a bit but then released it and spat on the tip to get it moist, she then went down on it again. The whole time she was doing this I was in heaven, almost in disbelief I was able to score this fucking hot piece of ass. After a couple minutes of continuing the rhythm of jerking me off and sucking me, she let up not letting me cum until she was ready for me to cum. She stood up and removed her pantyhose and then her panties, the slung them over to the side of the room along with my pants. She the kneeled down again and took my cock back in her mouth while furiously fingering her self. Saliva dripped from her mouth onto my inner thigh, I hadn't came yet and she was really trying hard to make me cum, but I didn't just want a blow job I wanted more. She took a couple deep breaths after the last intake and as she was about to go down on me again I stood up quickly and picked her up, then pinned her to the wall. I ripped her blouse off of her body and then un-hinged her bra, and slung that off of her body as well. He perfect rounded tits sprang into action, he nipples hard as rocks, my cock harder. I took her left tit in my mouth, sucking on her nipple, I swirled it around in my mouth tasting all of her. I then grabbed her right tit and felt it up, feeling the squish of it, yet perfectly firm to grab. The tip of my cock brushed her pussy lips, instantly the tip of my dick was wet from her juices. I teased her some more with the tip of my cock until she was begging to be fucked, she needed a release just as I needed one. I played with her tits a bit more, every so often teasing her with the tip of my dick, only making her hornier and wetter. After a while of her squirming and panting from the ecstasy did I allow her the pleasure she so desperately wanted. I slide her down onto my dick, still pinning her against the wall. Her pussy invited my full length in to her almost immediately no rejection whatsoever. I waited for a moment to feel the juices flow over my dick and onto my pubic hair, then down my balls. I started to pump into her, bring my full length out of her and then back in as quickly as I could, I did this so she could feel the full length of my cock. She let out sighs and moans of her pleasure, making me go faster so I could hear her pleas more and more. I went faster this time, going as fast as I could. She began to want me more, she pushed her pussy towards me putting us on an uneven beat. I then took her away from the wall and went into the bathroom. I sat her on the sink and pumped into her pussy even more there. Her juices kept flowing over the sink and down the cabinets. She leaned back against the mirror, tossing anything that was in her way over the side. She let out a satisfying scream and pleaded for more. "Oh fuck yes! Fuck me! fuck me!" She screamed. Being the man I am I could only comply with her wishes. I pumped into her more now, with even more ferocity. I felt her pussy start to tighten around my shaft, and I felt a familiar tightness in my balls. I ran out of the bathroom with her still on my dick. We landed on the bed and kept going, the same speed and pace. She let out more moans and sighs and screams of pleasure. I shouted out, "I'm going to cum!" She didn't do anything except wrap her legs around me, keeping me inside of her. She started to shake, her pussy tightened and then let out a sudden surge of juices, my balls squeezed every last drop of sperm that they had out of my long shaft and deep into her pussy. We stayed like that for a long time, I didn't move, just kept my dick inside of her, she didn't want to move. After about 15 minutes of gently kissing each other we both got up and got dressed again. Before I could ask her what she would do about me Cumming in her she left the room and went on with her day. I later went down to the hotel desk and found out that my friend had used his credit card, so I held no obligations to the room. I hailed a taxi and left later that day. The Hotel Maid Me Tim was so preoccupied with his methodical babbling he hadn't even begun to dress. He was pacing a line from the taupe door of his hotel room, past the full sized bed, to the large highway adjacent window and humming air-conditioning unit. The white terry cloth towel was flapping against his knees as his pale feet beat on the flat red carpet. He growled with frustration and plopped onto the disarranged bed. He sat rubbing his strawberry-blond topped head amidst the mess of red-yellow-green-striped comforter and white cotton sheets. His brain felt tight as if it was swelling against the confines of his cranium. His heart beat an inconsistent worrisome pattern into his rib cage. The picture of a boardroom filled with unfavorable looks was all he could see. A flop sweat was forming on his brow. He began trying to think of a way to calm himself and beat back his anxiety. His hands rubbed at his thighs dejectedly. Gradually, one slipped under his towel and began squeezing at his flaccid piece. Slight pleasure ripples emanated from the pleasant yanks. His eyes closed behind his oval shaped glasses and he forced the image of the disagreeable meeting from his mind, concentrating instead on long-legged and shapely women with large breasts. His torrid ruminations coaxed warming blood to rush into the phallus. Tim felt it swelling to a slight tumescence and his hand could slide over the length of his shaft more easily. His breath rushed from his nostril over his bare chest in long deliberate gusts. His terry cloth towel jostled with his manipulations. A turgid tent lifting in the plush cotton. The mechanical scratch of a card and snap of the electronic lock sounded. Tim's eyes popped and his head snapped in the direction of the opening door. "Housekeeping!" The shrill voice proclaimed. Her short body was backing into the room dragging her cart of cleaning products. Her black uniform dress teetered with her steps and the undulation of her large cheeks. The pear-shaped maid's white orthopedic nursing shoes softly padded against the carpet towards the shocked man in glasses clutching the towel around his waist. "Hey! I'm still in here! Please, can you come back later?" The woman continued until the door shut after her cart and she went about wiping off the dresser in front of the bed with a rag. Tim was once again treated to the sight of her huge cheeks shaking. The backs of thick thighs and taut calves peering back at him from under the black dress' white hemline. He stared in disbelief. "You leave. I clean." she spat tersely. Tim's face crinkled in confused anger. "What?!" The woman swung to face him. Her boy-cut short black hair framed her aged face in curls. Her wrinkled-cornered cinnamon eyes were glaring at Tim angrily. Her form fitting dress bellowed modestly with her small breasts and a white name tag that read Marisol. "OUT!" Her thin lips scolded. Tim stood up defiantly, but his towel slipped from around his hips and he froze. Tim's face was mortified as he glanced down at his staff jutting out towards the white apron stitched on the front of the cleaning lady's uniform. Marisol simply viewed the member unaffected. Her eyes darted up and she peered expectantly from under her eyebrows at embarrassed man as if pondering a question. Her calmness almost made him forget what the cool air rushing over his exposed manhood reminded him of. Moments passed as the two stood in stillness. Tim stuttered the beginnings of a pathetic apology when the mature woman broke in with another terse offering. Her chin raised as she stared into the face of her flasher and with a hand perched on her hip. "You pay me. I suck it." Tim paused staring into her scowling expression and their was solid sincerity coldly shining back out of her eyes. "What? Oh, no I'm not asking you to." Marisol was still looking at his erect penis and holding her right hand out. Tim could not believe it, but the woman was soliciting him. A straightforward offer of sexual favors for the simple exchange of hard cash. Tim's dick gave a slight jerk at the realization. His mind contemplated the transaction and his heightened state distorted his judgment. The decision seemed already made as from Marisol's perspective and she flicked her fingers to speed payment. Tim found himself retrieving his wallet. He weighted the impatient palm with crisp Andrew Jacksons until Marisol gave a nod. The short-haired propositioner folded her payment, pulled at her white lace-lined collar to secret it away in her hidden petite cleavage. Adequately compensated, the employee pushed Tim back into his seated position and artlessly dropped to her knees. There was no shyness in her actions. Tim was taken aback by her brazen frankness. She went about the task as unabashedly as she had begun to clean the room. Her warm mouth swallowed his thick rod with practiced ease. Tim's mouth gaped as he felt an adept tongue swirling around his hardening pole. Slurping and sucking sounds echoed in the room as Marisol's head bobbed ferociously. Her proficiency apparent in the power of her suction. Her mouth slid up and down the shaft of Tim's member. Tim moaned and grunted as Marisol's powerful suction greased and polished his pipe. Still, the aged custodian continued unabated until her slimy slobber coated Tim's veined monster. A skillful pattern emerged as three violent mouth strokes were followed by a furious head shaking. "Oh my god!" Marisol's hands suddenly grasped Tim's ass and he felt his manhood completely disappear into the warm tightness of her throat. Her nose was smashed against his base. Each stroke their after seemed to return to the same spot. Tim felt himself suddenly on the verge. He rocked forward gasping. His self control was obliterated and his cock spurted a hot load into the seasoned solicitor's mouth. "Anhhhh!!" The twitching member continued to spasm and spit. Tim remained with a gaping mouth, closed eyes, and bowed back while Marisol stood back up on her nursing shoes. Marisol retrieved the towel from the floor and wiped her mouth before tossing it back. She walked around to the left side of the disheveled bed and crawled onto it on all fours. Tim turned, again dumbfounded by her bluntness, as she hoisted her skirt up above her generous hips and exposed her black cotton brief cut panties stretched tight over her bulbous cheeks. Artlessly, she peeled them down until they were a rolled knot around her substantial thighs. She looked at Tim, no beguilement or comely enticing. Cold sincerity still thick in her gaze. "You pay me. You fuck me." Tim again reached for his wallet. He counted out twenties on the dresser until the maid gave an aloof nod when he'd reached an agreeable sum. Tim circled around to the business end of this temptress' large posterior while she waited patiently on all fours. He took his position between the dangling white shoes and placed his still rigid cock at her entrance. It was radiating heat. It drooled with a youthful enthusiasm. Tim bit his lip as he sank into the impossibly tight woman and watched with rapt wonderment as her globe-like cheeks jiggled cheerfully. "Unghhh!!" Tim rifled his penis in and out of the purchased snatch with his hands clasped firmly around her full hips. He pulled her wantonly into his erection and slammed his hips forward for good measure. The greasy slot devoured each thrust and squeezed each exiting recoil. Her walls were a hot glove around his man-flesh. He felt her expert control squeezing at him from inside and his hip uncontrollably began to buck harder. Wet sloshing smacks of their hips were a hedonistic drumbeat to which Tim's ardor climbed. "Oh! Oh!" Marisol moaned as she felt the stiff head slam home inside her. Tim pistoned the mass in and out of her slick orifice with increasing intensity. Marisol began meeting his thrusts with rearward undulations. Her spherical cheek flesh vibrated against Tim's hips. She was breathing heavily as she worked to bring Tim to another orgasm. Tim felt it near and Marisol arched her back. She twisted for an awkward side-faced stare, but never slowed pace. "You...ungh!...pay me. Oh! Mmm You...ungh!...finish whereever." The little parcel of information sent Tim into a rocky climax. He pulled his slippery flesh rod from Marisol's hot seam and sprayed steamy batter over her gelatinous tan cheeks. His knees weakened and he steadied himself against the bed for a moment before going back over to the stack of money on the dresser and tossing another hundred dollars worth of twenties on it. Marisol jumped up with only a mild amount of labored breathing and sweat on her forehead. She grabbed the towel from the floor and wiped off her soiled cheeks. She replaced her underwear with sharp tug and snap of the elastic. Smoothing her skirt back down until she was again a proper maid, she went back to her cart and picked up her feather duster before once again turning to the disoriented Tim. "Now, you leave."