The next day Michelle took her cleaning cart to the top floor and then immediately ordered the Bloody Marys which Jay Sommers had requested on a regular basis. Her heart pounded as she carried the tray to his room. She'd already had a huge crush on the handsome movie star, but since yesterday, when he kissed her, she'd had a big letch
for him, too.
Half the night she'd tossed in her bed and fantasized about getting it on with Jay Sommers. It wasn't hard to imagine his actions, because she'd already watched him fucking Kristi. All she had to do was imagine herself in Kristi's place. She got so aroused doing that, she just had to rub her cunt and bring herself off.
Michelle realized that her world had changed radically in just a few days. She'd been an inhibited and highly moral virgin, and now-well, she was still a virgin, but she was rapidly changing her mind about sex and morals. She'd watched people fucking. She'd let her boyfriend frig her to climax, and she'd played with herself. All these were giant steps forward for Michelle. But now she was considering an even bigger step-losing her cherry.
The person she wanted to lose it with was Jay Sommers. It seemed like a crazy idea, something only a silly schoolgirl would think of, but on the other hand Michelle had an idea that it really wouldn't take much to get Jay Sommers into bed. He 'seemed interested in her, and all she had to do was return that interest, she hoped. At least she could give it a try.
Imagine having your very first fuck with Jay Sommers. It was just too much. Michelle could barely contain her excitement as she pressed the buzzer outside, Jay's suite. She prayed Kristi Jones wouldn't be there. Michelle wanted a chance to let Jay know how much she wanted, him. Then perhaps they could arrange to meet away from the hotel, where Kristi wouldn't find them.
"Oh, hi," said a sleepy Kristi, opening the door. "Come on in. Just set the drinks by the bed. Jay isn't back yet"
Michelle's heart fell. Of all the mornings to be too early. Jay was still down at the pool, so now she wouldn't even get her tip. Kristi forgot all about it as she staggered off to the bathroom in her rumpled nightie. She closed the door, and then Michelle heard the shower running.
"Shit," Michelle muttered as she set down the tray of drinks.
She didn't swear very often, but she figured she had just cause today. She'd started off so excited, having finally made up her mind to lose her virginity and even knowing who she wanted to take it-but now all her plans bad come to nothing. She heaved a big wistful sigh, turned, and started for the door.
Just at that moment the door opened and Jay Sommers strode in. He'd just come out of the pool, and his already skimpy trunks clung skin-tight, outlining the big soft lump of his cock and balls. He saw Michelle and grinned. She smiled back, a little nervously, and opened her mouth to speak-then realized that she didn't know what to say.
My God, what could she say? Please, mister, will you ball me? It was so embarrassing.
"Good morning, Michelle," said Jay. "Did Miss Jones give you your tip?"
"No, sir," said Michelle. "She was sleepy, and she forgot I think I came too early."
"No, no, that's okay," Jay said, giving her a light pat on the ass as he brushed by her. "Here, I'll get
your money."
He fished a bill out of his pants and handed it to her. Again she wanted to say something, to prolong the moment with him, but she didn't know what to say. Jay saved her the trouble. With one of his famous sexy grins, he walked up to her, slipped his arms around her, and kissed her.
"Ummmmm," Michelle murmured dizzily.
It just excited the hell out of her to be kissed by Jay Sommers, but he also seemed to be moving her over toward the bed as he kissed her. Maybe he'd just go ahead and fuck her, and she wouldn't have to say anything at all. Michelle's heart pounded. Now that it was about to happen, she started to get scared. It was sure to hurt when that big hard cock went into her.
"You're a very pretty girl, Michelle," Jay was saying, as he eased her down onto the bed. "You might just have a chance in Hollywood. Of course it depends a lot on your figure."
Then, without even asking her permission, he pushed her tight t-shirt up over her naked tits. Michelle blushed hotly. He was only the second man ever to see her breasts. Jay studied the large round globes with their erect and dainty pink nipples, and he nodded with approval.
"Very nice," he said. "You understand, Michelle, I had to be sure they were real?"
"Oh, yes, sir," Michelle squeaked.
She didn't really know what she was saying. She was hardly conscious of anything except for the hot burning lust that was building up in her pussy. She could feel the first ticklish trickle of juice from her cunt, the swelling of her pussy lips. Oh; God,
how this man excited her. Still grinning at her, he slipped a hand over one of her breasts and gently squeezed it.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Michelle moaned, dosing her eyes.
"You're sensitive there?" he asked softly. "You like it when I touch your tit?"
"Y-Yes," Michelle gasped.
He bent down and flicked her nipple with the tip of his tongue, back and forth, quickly working into a brisk lashing motion. Michelle moaned with pleasure and creamed right through the crotch of her panties. She lay on the bed, Jay crouched over her, and let him do whatever he wanted. She was ready.
He licked her nipple a moment or so, then fingered her thick honey-blonde hair. "This color is for real?" he said.
"Oh, yes," said Michelle. "I've never dyed it."
He gave a soft chuckle. "I just have to make sure," he said.
She felt him unzipping her shorts.
This is it, she thought. She certainly wasn't going to stop him, so unless something else interfered, she was going to get laid. She was finally going to find out how it felt to fuck. She was going to feel a cock inside her cunt for the first time. Her heart pounded, and she couldn't decide if she was aroused or afraid-but she knew she was going to go through with it, no matter what.
"Raise your butt a little, honey," Jay said gently
She did, and he slipped both her shorts and her panties down to her thighs. She felt his hot moist breath on her little golden muff, but she was too
shy to open her eyes and watch. At least he knew now that she was a real blonde. She felt him petting the small puff of curls, and she was sure his breathing was getting louder and faster.
"You want to ball, Michelle?" he said at last.
She was a little disappointed. She hadn't expected such a direct and crude proposition from a man famous for romantic parts in movies. But since she was determined to lose her virginity with Jay Sommers and might not get another chance, she forced herself to open her eyes, look at him, and nod.
"Y-Yes, sir," she said timidly.
"Good," he said with a grin. "Help me get these trunks off, and we can probably rip off a quickie before Kristi gets out of the shower."
That certainly didn't sound very romantic, but Michelle did as he asked, helping to pull down his wet swim trunks. They were so tight, it wasn't easy, but at last they were down to his ankles and he was stepping out of them. Her eyes were riveted to his cock. It was hard and stiff, hugging his belly, the little slit mouth already drooling bright bubbles of juice. Michelle moaned softly and felt another hot rush of cream from her cunt. -
"Just lie back, baby," Jay said, crouching over her. "Take it easy. You're trembling."
No wonder-she was about to lose her cherry. She wondered if she should tell Jay that, but she decided he'd be contemptuous. She should probably act like she had experience. She was sure he had no time for amateurs. She smiled and tried to look calm as he lay down on her.
"I'm really hot for you, doll," he sighed,
working his erect cock between her legs. Since he hadn't fully removed her shorts and panties, it was a tight fit.
She felt the silky hot rod sliding between her thighs, the hard knobby head pressing against her tender pussy, seeking out her cunt. She showed him the way with a sudden uncontrollable gush of cunt cream, she was so excited. Jay grunted and pushed just the very tip of his cock into her tiny cunt mouth, penetrating her maybe half an inch.
"Holy Christ, you're tight," he said wonderingly. "You haven't seen much action, have you, honey?"
"Jay, I-" Michelle began.
She was about to tell him, after all, that she was a virgin, but just then both heard the shower stop running. Then they heard Kristi's voice:
"Hey, Jay, bring me my drink, will you?"
"Oh, hell," Jay sighed. He whispered to Michelle, "You better split, honey, and we'll get it on some other time. She'll be coming out of there any second."
"Yes, Jay," Michelle said gloomily.
As she left the room, he picked up the two drinks and walked into the bathroom. He was naked, his erect prick wagging heavily before him, and Kristi was sure to be buck naked, too, having just stepped out of the shower. They'd make love.
"SHIT," said Michelle.
It was the second time that day she'd sworn, but then it had been that kind of day. There she was standing in the hall with an aching, swollen, horny pussy, left high and dry, while the man she wanted was almost certainly balling somebody else.
Damn it, it just wasn't fair.
She'd been very brave to go this far, she thought, to make up her mind to fuck-and now her bravery hadn't been rewarded. It didn't seem right at all. There had to be some compensation. And then she thought of what it might be. Some kinky little thing to reward herself, some other way of getting off.
Michelle reddened as she thought of it: there was no reason why she couldn't sneak into Kristi's room and deliberately spy while Kristi and Jay fucked.
It was a wicked idea, and it could get her into big trouble, but she knew she was going to do it. If she couldn't have Jay, she could at least have the thrill of watching him, and she could jerk off and get some relief while she watched. Yes, she'd spy.
She looked around the hall, saw no one, and then opened the door to Kristi's room without making a sound. She crept inside and closed the door but didn't lock it-she might have to make a quick exit. As she'd hoped, the connecting door was ajar and she could see right into Jay's room. She stood in the shadows waiting, and presently Jay and Kristi came out of the bathroom.
Jay had his arm around the tall redhead's waist and was trying to kiss her, but she was pouting and pushing him away. His cock was still rock-hard and drooling. He was obviously very horny and would have fucked any woman available, but Kristi just happened to be the one.
"Oh, come on, baby, just a quickie," he begged.
"Jay, I just had a shower," Kristi complained, "and I'm hungry. I wanta get dressed and go have
some breakfast. We can ball later. I just don't feel like it right now." -
"I don't feel like it," Jay imitated her in a shrill whining tone. "Well, baby, that's just too damned bad.' I on1y brought you up here for one reason, and you know fucking well what that reason was. If you're not gonna put out, I can send you back to LA on the next plane."
"Oh, you wouldn't do that," she said coldly. "Then you wouldn't have anybody at all."
"Don't be too sure," he said with a grin. "There's plenty of cute little maids in this hotel who want a lot more than my autograph. I know for a fact that there's one I can have in a minute."
Michelle's cheeks burned. At least he had the decency not to mention her name, but it was still pretty embarrassing to hear herself talked about like some slut. Maybe she should think twice before going to bed with Jay. But if she felt embarrassed, Kristi felt furious. The redhead's face flamed, and she almost yelled at Jay.
"Oh, yeah?" Kristi said furiously. "Well, in that case, you prick, I'm not leaving. You won't get a chance to cheat on me."
"Fine," said Jay. "So get on that bed and put out-or else I send you home."
Kristi looked ready to cry. "You always get your way, don't you?" she said sullenly. "All right, I won't argue with you any longer. But as soon as we finish, I want something to eat."
"I got something for you to eat right here, baby," Jay laughed, lewdly wagging his erect cock at her.
"Very funny," said Kristi.
~She strode over to the bed with the graceful
stance of a professional dancer and sank down onto her back without even making the springs creak. She spread-eagled herself on the huge circular bed, opening her long legs wantonly wide. Jay licked his lips as he stared at her ripe red slit with its fringe of copper curls.
"So fuck me," she said languidly.
"I believe I will," said Jay.
He crawled onto the bed, heading between her outstretched legs, but instead of putting his cock into her as Michelle had expected, he suddenly dropped down and thrust his face into her crotch. Even Kristi looked surprised.
"Hey, Jay, whaddya doing?" she giggled. "Oh, hey-ohhhhhh!"
Instinctively she bent her knees and drew her legs back, and then Michelle could see what Jay was doing to her. He'd pried open the fat red-furred lips of her mans and uncovered her small scarlet clit. He was tonguing the small moist button, lashing and rimming it in a swift hungry rhythm. Kristi moaned with pleasure-and Michelle felt so envious, she could have screamed.
Damn it all, why had Kristi had to interrupt in the first place? That could have been Michelle instead, Michelle lying on the bed with her legs open, getting the sweet strokes of Jay's tongue on her sensitive clit, Michelle who was getting hotly aroused and more and more ready to ball. Again, things just didn't seem fair.
"Ohhhhhh," Kristi wailed, "Jay, you devil, you know I love that. Ahhhhh, God, yesss. Eat me, darling, eat meee!"
Michelle couldn't stand it another second. Her
poor pussy was aching with need, and listening to Kristi's ecstatic cries didn't help at all. Watching Jay's head bobbing up and down in her crotch, watching his wet red tongue tease her erect clit-all that didn't help, either. Michelle had to have some relief-so she quickly reached inside her shorts and panties and began frigging her cit.
That was better. At least she was getting something out of the scene now. She pressed a fingertip against her ever-ready joy button and began a swift wicked massage, sending sharp little bunts of pleasure through her belly. She frigged away as she spied on Jay and Kristi.
"More, more," Kristi whined, "just a little more. Oh, God, Jay, lick meee. I'm gonna come!"
No sooner had she said it than Jay jerked his face out of her crotch. He wiped his face and grinned. Kristi stared at him with almost venemous hatred as he grinned down at her.
"You bastard," she said. "You knew I was about to come. Why couldn't you give me just a few seconds more?"
"Simple," Jay said with a harsh laugh. "I wanta keep you hot for me, doll. I want you ready to fuck."
"Well, I'm not ready," Kristi said angrily as she started to roil off the bed. "I'm really pissed off at you, Jay. I'm sorry, but I don't feel like balling right now."
"The hell you don't," Jay snapped.
He caught her and pinned her down on her back. He reached roughly between her legs and withdrew his hand, which was soaked with her steamy cunt juice. He waved the hand at her, as if to mock her.
"Look at that," he said. "You creamed up a storm while I was eating you, and now you tell me you're not ready. Bullshit."
"Jay," she said, starting to look scared, "I didn't mean-"
"Just shut up and open your legs," he said coldly. "I've had enough talk and enough argument for one morning. Put up or shut up, doll."
Without a word Kristi opened her lovely long legs, opened them very wide-but not wide enough for Jay Sommers. He seized her legs roughly and brought them up over his broad shoulders, lewdly and fully exposing her red wet gash. Kristi reddened as he stared into her crotch, but she said nothing. She obviously knew when she'd pushed her lover too far.
Kristi crossed her ankles behind his neck, and Jay grunted approval. He slipped his hands under her pert little ass and held her steady in her obscene exposure. Then he pressed the fat purple head of his erect prick into the small wet mouth of her cunt. Kristi's teeth showed in a white flash as he roughly penetrated her.
"Owwww," she wailed, "not so hard, Jay."
"Shut up," he snapped. "You got it coming."
Her legs spread their widest, with no way to escape the hard deep blows of his cock, Kristi moaned and closed her eyes. Michelle could see the near-rape very clearly, Jay's thick pale blue-veined prick slamming in and out of Kristi's prink pussy lips, stretching her small cunt mouth cruelly.
"Owwww," Kristi moaned, "Ohhhhhh." Gradually her cries of pain and outrage got softer and more husky, changing to moans of
pleasure and excitement. Michelle watched with wide eyes, getting hotly excited and rubbing her little clit furiously. She wouldn't want to take such a brutal fucking, but the sight still perversely aroused her. Her stroking finger was soaked with her hot pussy juice.
"Uhhhhhh," Kristi gasped, "Uhhhhhh."
Jay kept slamming his cock harder and harder in her wide-open box, as if to punish her for refusing him earlier. Kristi was beyond pain and into pleasure, though, so it really was no punishment at all. She gasped for breath after each savage lunge of his prick, but at the same time she was coming, arching her slim body and wailing her intense pleasure.
"Yeah, fuck meeee," she shrieked.
Jay watched her with an exasperated expression, but then he brightened as if getting an idea. Clearly he meant to humiliate and punish= her in some way, but giving her an orgasm didn't exactly serve the purpose. He waited till she'd finished coming, then roughly jerked his swollen cream-soaked prick from her cunt.
"Hey," Kristi said dizzily, "you didn't come yet."
"I will," Jay said grimly.
He moved up quickly to straddle her chest. He thrust the drooling fat head of his cock against her lips. Kristi looked disgusted and scared for a moment, but then her expression went blank. She was a good actress. She knew what he wanted, knew there was no point in protesting, and so she concealed her feelings.
She opened her mouth wide and, with a
triumphant grin, Jay shoved his cream-wet dick between her lips..
"Ummmmph," Kristi exclaimed.
Michelle couldn't blame her. Jay was rough, shoving the whole thick hard length of his cock into her mouth in one brutal push. She somehow managed to take it, right down to his balls. He started to fuck her mouth that was how Michelle saw it, Jay briskly working his swollen meat in and out of Kristi's stretched lips.
"Suck it," he gasped, "suck that cock, baby."
Kristi obeyed, drawing in her cheeks, sucking on his cock, though Michelle could tell by the glazed look in the girl's eyes that her mind was somewhere else-maybe at breakfast. The poor thing must be starving by now. But very quickly she got fed-with a sizzling mouthful of Jay's come.
"Awwwww," he bellowed, jerking his cock furusly in her hot slick mouth as he shot his load.
At that moment Michelle brought herself off, too, tweaking her aroused clit and giving herself an explosion of pleasure that almost made her scream out loud. She swayed dizzily and had to sit down on the edge of Kristi's bed, still stroking her clit to get the delicious after-spasms of coming.
She watched Jay's small tight buttocks clenching and unclenching as he came in Kristi's mouth. She heard the girl's excited moans as she, swallowed the gushing jism. Michelle thought about how it might be to suck a guy off, eat his come. It was very wicked-and very exciting. She grinned as she thought of it, and she went on stroking her clit.
It was at that precise moment that she happened
to glance up and see the hotel manager, Ray Benton, watching her.
Michelle wanted to die.
My God, how had he gotten into the room without her noticing? She must have been so absorbed in watching the fucking couple and in frigging herself that she hadn't even glanced toward the hall door. Benton must have seen her cart, wondered what she was doing in an occupied room, and investigated.
Well, now he knew. He knew that Michelle liked to spy on the guest, secretly watch them while they balled, and liked to play with herself when she watched. It was the most embarrassing and humiliating thing that had ever happened to her. With a little sob, she whipped her sticky hand out of her pants and blushed scarlet.
Benton looked very stern. He put a finger to his lips and then indicated that she was to leave quietly with him. They managed to get out of the room without Jay and Kristi noticing. They walked briskly down the hall till they were out of earshot from Sommers' suite.
"Well, Miss Ames," Benton said coldly, "I hope you have an explanation for this outlandish behavior."
Michelle stifled her tears of hysteria and told herself that she had to stay calm. There might still be a chance of keeping her job if she just stayed cool and used her wits. She took a deep breath and looked Benton in the eye.
"I-I think I can explain it, Mr. Benton." she said.
"I hope so," he said dryly. "Let's go to my office. I don't want any of the guests to know about
this."
On the way down in the elevator Michelle wondered how she'd been crazy enough to think she could keep her job. She couldn't think of anything to say to Benton that might excuse her behavior. She'd fucked up, that was all, and there was nothing she could do about it.
Benton escorted her into his office and closed the door. He folded his arms across his chest and looked sternly at her. Michelle started.to tremble.
"Okay," he said, "let's hear it. Tell me why you were watching Jay Sommers get laid and why you were frigging yourself. I'm DYING to hear your explanation, Michelle."