As she worked quietly, I peered at her gorgeous ass, perfectly framed by the white apron tied around her waist.
"I always wondered what you guys did during turndown service," I said, looking for an excuse to keep watching her.
She turned her head and caught me staring at her skirt.
"It’s mostly just getting the bed ready for you to turn into later this evening," she smiled. "And straightening up a few things like the breakfast menu and the minibar."
I smiled, imagining she was turning me over instead, while she ran her hands all over my body.
"I thought it might be something a little more exotic," I mused.
"Oh?" she said. "Was there something else you wanted?"
"Um..." I hesitated for a long moment. Then I chickened out and shook my head.
"No," I said, watching her fold the sheets down into a neat triangle at the side of the bed. "You're doing everything perfectly."
"Thank you," the girl nodded, peering up at me. "I'm still kind of new to this, so any suggestions are most welcome."
"I bet you find some rooms are a little more–unkempt–than others," I said, reflecting back on how she'd stumbled upon my vibrator resting on the bathroom counter earlier in the day.
"Some guests are a little neater than others, to be sure," she said, taking a little extra time to plump the pillows at the head of the bed.
"But yours is easier than most," she smiled, lowering her gaze to the cleavage showing in my partially unbuttoned silk blouse.
"Do people sometimes leave things behind?" I said, hoping to steer the conversation in a new direction.
"Oh yes," she said. "Everything you can imagine. Laptops, belts, pieces of clothing–"
"And other personal effects?" I smiled.
"Sometimes," she blushed. "But we store everything in the lost and found in case customers want to reclaim them."
"And if they don't?" I said. "Do the housekeeping staff get to keep them as the spoils of their work?"
She placed the breakfast menu on my side table with a fresh bottle of water.
"Not usually. The hotel tries to contact them, and if we don't hear back after a certain period of time, we usually throw it out."
"That must be frustrating," I said. "I once accidentally left an expensive coat in an overhead storage bin on an airplane and never had it returned."
"They couldn't find it?" the girl enquired.
"Apparently not," I said. "I always wondered if whoever cleans the plane simply didn't report it and kept it for themselves."
"That must have been infuriating," the maid said, heading toward the bathroom to check on my supplies.
"Not so much infuriating as embarrassing," I said. "It was the personal effects I left in my pocket that bothered me the most."
"Yes, I can imagine," she said, returning to the side of my bed carrying my robe and a pair of terrycloth slippers. "Was it something valuable?"
"Not in monetary terms," I said, widening my eyes as she laid the robe on the edge of the mattress and placed the slippers at the side of the bed. "Just little trinkets I carry with me to keep me amused on long flights."
She felt the lump in the pocket of my robe and reached in to extract my vibrator.
"Like this one?" she smiled, placing it upright on the night table beside the bed. "I don't think you'll want this falling into the wrong hands."
"It depends whose hands it is," I smiled at her with a raised eyebrow.
The girl paused for a long moment, as we ran our eyes over one another's bodies.
"Do you mind if I ask how it works?" she asked. "I've never seen anything quite like it before."
"Oh my God," I said. "You haven't seen the famous Sex in the City episode where Miranda introduces her newfound sex toy to her best friends?"
"No..."
"Come," I said excitedly. "Scooch down next to me while I show you what this amazing device can do."
I sat down on the edge of the bed and held out my hand, pulling her down next to me. Then I grabbed the dildo off the nightstand and tapped a button on the base of the unit. I handed the shaking device to the girl, and she wrapped her hand around the shaft.
"Okay..." she said, shaking her head. "That's not so different from most vibrators."
So she has used vibrators before, I said to myself.
"That's only one of many ways it can stimulate you," I smiled.
I tapped another button and suddenly the chrome beads embedded inside the translucent shaft began rotating in circles.
The girl's eyes widened as she felt the beads rubbing against her palm, and she took her hand away to inspect the whirring object.
"And get this," I said, pressing a knob at the base of the unit.
Suddenly, the head of the penis-shaped phallus began twisting from side-to-side like a possessed wobble-head doll.
"Holy crap," the girl said, shifting her weight unsteadily on the bed.
"You've never had your G-spot stimulated in quite the same way until you've tried this baby," I smirked.
"Is this the thing you left in your coat pocket on the airplane?" she gasped.
"No, I've got a smaller and quieter device I use to keep myself amused on airplanes. Maybe I'll show you that another day. But there's one other feature I wanted to show you on this special toy."
I tapped another button on the base of the unit and suddenly the silicone rabbit ears extending from the side of the shaft began fluttering rapidly.
"These little fingers stimulate your clitoris while all that other action is going on inside."
"No way," the girl said, holding her fingers over the flapping ears.
"Do you want to give it a try?" I smiled.
"Right here?!" she said. "What about the other guests–"
"It won't take long, believe me," I said, squeezing her thigh gently. "With this multi-talented toy, you'll be satisfied in a matter of seconds."
"I don't know..." the girl hesitated, peering toward the closed door. "I don't want to get into any trouble..."
"I won't tell if you don't," I said, thrilled that she was showing newfound interest in my toy. "Here–why don't I show you first?"
I pulled off my clothes and threw them on the adjacent bed, then kicked off my heels and sat back against the headboard, spreading my legs.
"Oh my God..." the girl panted, peering down at my glistening labia.
Maybe this business trip isn't going to be quite so boring after all, I smiled to myself.
3
"Watch and enjoy, sweetheart," I said, pointing the tip of the rotating dildo toward my opening. "Mmm," I moaned as it sank deeper into my tunnel.
When I'd pressed the vibrator as far as I could into my hole, I tapped the button activating the throbbing head and pulled my knees up, rocking my hips in delight. The pretty girl sat frozen on the bed, staring between my legs while I rammed the artificial cock in and out of my slurping pussy.
"You like what you see?" I said, feeling my passion rapidly rising with her watching me only inches away. "Now for the coup de grâce."
I tapped the button to activate the rabbit ears, and the flaps began buzzing against my inflamed gland. I threw my head back against the headboard and pulled the dildo harder against my snatch.
"I'm going to cum, baby," I panted, feeling the wall of pleasure about to overtake me. "Tell me your name."
"Luna," she purred, shifting closer to me on the bed.
"I'm cumming, Luna," I groaned as she met my gaze, yawning her mouth open in sympathy with me.
She leaned in and sucked my erect nipples into her mouth, and I whined in ecstasy from the combination of sensations that were attacking my body.
"Fuck yes!" I squealed, as my whole body shook like I was having an epileptic seizure. "Suck my tits baby."
I couldn't believe this heavenly angel was actually touching me while I had one of the most powerful orgasms of my life. I hadn't come so hard and so fast in a long time, but there was something incredibly ho
t about this sweet girl watching me while I pleasured myself.
When I finally stopped shaking, I took the dildo out of my pussy and kissed Luna on the lips. She nibbled my upper lip and I thrust my tongue into her, pulling the back of her head toward me. She moaned in my mouth, and I reached out to grasp her pointy tits, squeezing them firmly.
"Now that we've gotten to know each other a little better, my name's Jade," I smiled, unbuttoning the top of her dress. "Let's get you out of these clothes."
"Okay," she said, peering toward the door uncertainly. "But I can't take too long. My supervisor will be wondering what's holding things up..."
"I won't keep you long," I said. "Maybe we can find some more quiet time later in the evening. Don't you want to give this a try before you go?" I lifted the vibrator off the bed and flipped my legs over the side of the mattress. "Just give me a sec to wash it off first–"
"No," Luna said, pulling the Rabbit out of my hands. "I'll enjoy it more this way. It's already lubed up and ready to go."
She stood up and untied her apron, then pulled her dress down over her hips and placed it neatly on the opposite bed. Then she reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, freeing her unusually shaped tits. She had large brown areolas and thick pointy nipples, giving her boobs in the appearance of butternut squash.
Very tasty butternut squash.
"Oh my God, Luna," I said, shifting over to give her room to sit on the mattress next to me. "Come here so I can suck on those melons. You have the most delicious breasts I've ever seen."
Luna sat down next to me, and I cupped her gourds in my palms, marveling at how buoyant they were given their pointy shape.
"Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?" I said, peering into her eyes.
"My mother tells me every day," she laughed.
"I meant with other boys and girls your age. Surely you must notice the way they look at you."
"I guess so," she said. "I always thought it was just because I'm slightly more curvy than the other girls."
"You're exceptional in so many other ways," I said, turning her chin toward me as I kissed her gently on the lips. "Have you ever been with another lover before?"
"Just some heavy petting with the boys at school. I've never been with another woman like this before..."
I pushed the Rabbit vibrator toward the side of the bed and pinched her nipples gently between my fingers.
"Let me show you what it's like to be touched by a woman. I think you'll find you don't always need boy parts to be satisfied."
"But what about the Rabbit toy?" she said, peering at my glistening vibrator lying on the bed.
"There'll be plenty of time for that another time. I'm staying at the hotel for a few more days. Now lie down while I worship your body."
I pulled the corner of the sheets toward the far end of the bed, and Luna lay down flat on the mattress. Then I pulled off her panties and lay next to her while we rubbed our bodies together softly. When she felt my breasts pressing up against her, she moaned softly and I kissed her, rolling my tongue around the inside of her mouth.
"Jade," she purred. "I love the feel of your body next to me. I've wanted you to touch me from the moment I saw you working at the desk."
"Oh really?" I said, pulling back in surprise. "You little tease. And here I thought you were ignoring me the whole time."
"How could I ignore you after smelling your scent on the vibrator you left on the counter? And I saw the way you were looking at me–"
"Were you bending over and shaking your ass more than usual to attract my attention?"
"Maybe..." she said, nuzzling her nose into the side of my cheek.
I smiled as I sucked on her puffy lips.
"Do you know what I've been fantasizing about all day long since I saw you?" I said.
"Showing me how to use your special vibrator?" she said.
"No," I purred. "Ever since I saw you leaning over the bathroom counter, I've been dreaming about licking your sweet pussy."
"I was thinking the same thing when I saw you staring at me."
"Did it make you wet when you thought about my face between your legs?"
"Mmm-hmm," Luna nodded.
"Spread your legs for me, baby. Let me feel what I've been dreaming about these last few hours."
Luna fanned her legs halfway apart, and I lifted myself up to position myself in her crevasse.
"God," I grunted, kissing my way up the inside of her thighs. "You smell exquisite. What is that perfume you're wearing, anyway?"
"Black Opium, by Yves Saint Laurent," she said.
"How perfect," I purred, peering at her dark labia framed by the thick patch of black hair resting on top of her pubis. "Let me smell your flower."
I pulled myself closer to her opening, then breathed in her perfume through my nostrils.
"You could attract any manner of pollinator with that heavenly scent," I said. "I feel lucky to be the first one to kiss you here."
"Yes," Luna panted, lifting her pelvis off the mattress. "Lick my pussy. Taste my nectar."
Normally, I would have teased her a little longer to build up her excitement, but I didn't need any further invitation. I lowered my head and enveloped her glistening jewel in my mouth, feeling her pubic hair brushing against my forehead. She tasted as sweet as honey, and I paused for a long moment, sucking her juices into my mouth. Luna groaned and pressed her mound harder against my face, and I extended my tongue, caressing the top of her lips.
"Yes, Jade," Luca purred. "Suck my rose. Spread me open like a blossoming flower."
"Mmm," I murmured, getting increasingly turned on by the botanic metaphor. I guessed there was a lot more to this intriguing maid than just a pretty face, and I was looking forward to learning about her other interests and passions. But right now, there was only one thing on my mind. Taking her cue, I lowered my head and pressed my tongue slowly into her cavity. Luna groaned and placed her hands behind my head, pulling me harder against her vulva.
"Fuck yes," she grunted, gripping my hair between her fists. "Fuck my pussy with your tongue, Jade. I want to cum all over your face."
I was taken aback by her sudden raunchy turn, but her dirty language just got me more worked up as I felt my juices making a giant wet spot on the mattress between my legs. I grabbed the side of her thighs and pressed my tongue as deep into her as I could, then swirled it around in circles, tasting her syrup.
As she began to rock her hips against my face and grip my hair ever tighter, my roots started to sting, but I was so turned on by her mounting passion, I paid no attention. As she began to thrash her hips wildly against my face, I ground my own pelvis against the mattress, imagining I was fucking her with my cunny instead of my face.
Suddenly, she arched her hips off the mattress and wailed out loud as I watched her tits shaking like two melons in a hurricane. Her giant areolas stared back at me with their flaring nipples as I sucked her juices out of her twitching pussy. Luna held me tight against her vulva for many long seconds as her body twisted and convulsed against my dripping face. When she finally stopped cumming, she released her grip on my hair and flopped back against the pillows propped up against the headboard.
"Jesus, girl," I said, peering up between her legs. "You don't hold back, do you?"
"I guess I've been saving up imagining what this would feel like," she said. "Sorry if I got a little carried away. Did I hurt you?"
"Only in the best possible way," I smiled. "That might have been the sexiest thing I've ever experienced."
Luna turned her wrist to look at her watch.
"I've got to get back to work before I get into trouble. Will you have some more time for us to get back together between your business meetings?"
"Are you kidding me?" I said, feeling my juices dribbling down the inside of my thighs. "Screw my client. You're my new project for the rest of the week."
4
I arrived at my dinner appointment twenty minutes late, using the fee
ble excuse of a family emergency. But my buyer must have wondered just what kind of 'emergency' had put such severe knots in my hair and rumpled my clothing so thoroughly. But I hardly cared, reflecting back on the memory of Luna's hips quivering over my face. For the rest of the dinner, I barely heard a thing he said, as I nibbled on the red peppers in my stir-fry and swirled the red wine around my mouth, remembering her exquisite taste.
When I got back to my hotel room, I propped myself up against the bed's headboard and watched myself in the desk mirror while I fucked myself with my vibrator, imagining her looking back at me. I slept like a baby that night, then got up early to have a long shower in the morning. I wanted to be as fresh as possible when Luna returned later that morning to do my room. I kept myself busy fantasizing about all the things I wanted to do with her as I introduced her to the joys of lesbian lovemaking. But when the tap finally arrived on my door, it was a different-sounding tone that greeted me.
Hiding my vibrator under the pillow fold in the adjacent bedspread, I opened the door to see an older, frumpy-looking maid. I motioned her into my room, then collected my belongings in preparation for heading to the office. But as I watched her go about her duties, I couldn't help asking about Luna.
"What happened to the girl who cleaned my room yesterday?" I asked.
"We're assigned different rooms every day, so she's probably busy cleaning another floor. Was there something special you needed?"
"No," I said, slumping my shoulders. "I just wanted to give her an extra tip for the special housekeeping services she provided yesterday."
"You can leave it in an envelope on your pillow when you check-out of your room. I'll mention it to her, so she remembers to pick it up."
I wasn't sure if she was telling me the full truth, but I was far more concerned that I'd embarrassed Luna or somehow scared her from returning to my room. Had I come on too strong during our first encounter? Had I misread the signals that she seemed just as interested in me as I was with her? Had her manager admonished her for taking too long to finish my room?
For the rest of the day, I had a hard time concentrating on my client presentations, worrying that I'd lost my chance to reconnect with the sweet Latina beauty. I canceled my dinner plans hoping she'd return for my turndown service that evening, while flipping through the channels on my in-room TV to keep myself distracted. When I heard a soft tap on my door, I practically leapt off my bed, feeling my heart racing in excitement. I tiptoed to the door and peered through the peephole. I was delighted to see Luna standing there with another pretty girl about her same age, both dressed in casual clothes.
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