I didn't find it too troublesome to get a job as a maid in one of the very best hotels. My good looks must have helped me a lot, for all of the other room maids were extremely good looking. I liked my job and the girls I had to work with. There was plenty of time to spend looking at people in the rooms through the keyhole and it was always a thrill and a lesson to me. Later on I will describe one of the scenes I have watched, but first let's get back to the other room maids. The one I liked best.
Sue, the kitchen helper. She was beautiful and lovely. Long legs which she accentuated by wearing very high heeled shoes, and a simply luscious pair of tits. For some time, I had been longing for them. There seemed nothing more important than sucking those lovely tits of hers. To play with them with my hands, to pick the nipple, roll it between my fingers, make it stand up in excitement.
At night in bed-we had a single room, each of us-I played with myself, making myself come over and over again, thinking about her. Visioning her in her bed, nude as I was, her legs spread, her hand between them, the fingers separating the hairs from the slimy lips and poking her fingers deep inside her lukewarm cavity. My mind was made up. I just had to have her. Make love to her. Make her scream in delight under my hands, my tongue… But how? But when one is desperate, one is also inventive. Like the saying goes-in love and war everything is permitted. So one day I carefully worked out the little plan I had.
First of all I had to get her in my room, so after working hours I asked her up to my room to have a drink with me. I had a nice bottle of wine in my room. I whispered this in her ear, for we were not supposed to drink in our rooms. Not that anybody paid any attention to this rule, but nobody said so openly so I whispered this little secret in her ear.
Once in my room I knew I had to seduce her. For the past weeks I had observed her carefully and I knew she didn't have another girl friend in the hotel. Not that she was hostile or unfriendly, but she just wasn't intimate with anybody. She often left the hotel alone on her days off and always came back very late. Later I would find out why and sometimes I'm still asking myself who seduced who. But let's get back to where we were: in my room with Sue and I was going to seduce her. After some small talk and some wine I stood up.
“I'm going to make myself more comfortable, Sue dear,” I said. “Get out of this uniform and get into something more cozy. Would you mind unbuttoning this silly blouse for me? I always have trouble with it and last week I became so frustrated that I almost ripped off the buttons. Actually they should give us double rooms. It's so much nicer to have a companion-we could help each other dress. Don't you think so? I wonder why they don't give us double rooms. They could save themselves some rooms and I would have nothing against sharing a room with you.”
“Neither would I, Mitzy, but there you have it. “Here, let me undo these buttons for you.”
I turned my back to her and she started to unbutton the blouse.
“Maybe they think we are up to funny things if they let us share a room.”
“What kind of things do you mean, Mitzy?”
“Oh, you know, the things girls sometimes do with one another.”
I was getting quite direct in my approach to the vital things. I turned around and looked at her smilingly. She looked at me with wonder in her eyes and although I explained it a little differently, it made me feel all excited.
“Oh, I don't know whether that is the reason, Mitzy,” she said without going into my remark.
What the hell, I thought. Does she or doesn't she know what I'm getting at? Without bothering to turn my back I started to undress myself, taking care to do it just as if she wasn't in the room. All the same, I could feel her eyes on my body and I knew I was getting some sort of effect from her. Taking off my blouse and skirt was done in a couple of seconds and without waiting any longer I also stepped out of my slip. Standing in front of her in just my bra, panties and stockings, her eyes fell on my body and I felt my flesh turn into goose pimples. I was getting terribly excited and this cold fish of a girl was acting like a dummy. I seated myself on the bed, the only chair in the room being taken up by Sue. We faced each other and once more the meaningless small talk started. We talked about everything in general and nothing in particular. About dresses, for instance, just as if I was interested in dresses at this moment! I wasn't interested in her being dressed, I wanted her to be undressed! After some time Sue got up and walked to the door.
“I'm going to the toilet, Mitzy,” she said. “I won't be long.”
As she had left the room all of a sudden an idea came to my head. I was going to attack her more strongly! I was going to show her what I wanted most of all!
Seated on the bed as I was in my bra and panties I had no trouble getting at my cunt at all. I slipped my hand in the top of my bikini panties and stroked the top of my slit slowly. Reaching a little further I slipped one finger between the pouting lips and found myself quite wet. Despite Sue's indifferent manner I was getting excited as hell. I closed my eyes and gently I continued my finger-fucking. As always I was getting a thrill out of it and I began bucking up and down on the bed. I was well on my way to coming when I heard Sue in the corridor. I stopped frigging myself but left my hand in my panties. I wanted her to see clearly what I had been up to. She opened the door and when she stepped into the room and I was certain she had seen where my hand was, I quickly removed it, as if I was afraid to be found out by her. She looked at me and a smile crept over her lovely face. She came over to me and looked me in the eyes.
“Couldn't you wait any longer, Mitzy? Was it eating you up? I know you have been trying to make me make love to you from the moment I entered this room. But I wanted to know how far you would go, whether you really wanted it. One has to be careful, you know. I also wanted you, for a long time… from the moment you came to this place… Let me look at you when you do it… I love looking at people when they masturbate… It really turns me on… come, darling, do it for me… I know you want to do it… show me how you do it… you must be all wet by now… you already have been frigging yourself. Come, darling, continue to wank yourself and let me watch you… I love it and it will make me masturbate as well…”
This had taken me by surprise but all the same I wanted to do as she asked me. I couldn't wish for anything better… basically we are all exhibitionists and I was no exception to this. I love to show off… frig my cunt under somebody's eyes… really obscenely jack off, while I'm watched by lust filled eyes. And Sue's eyes were filled with lust at this time…
I stuck my hand in the top of my panties again and I continued the work I had started. My hand being covered by my panties, Sue could not see my laboring fingers very well but all the same my performance must have thrilled her tremendously, because she started to tremble on her legs and her hands went over her body with excited and caressing motions. Her breath came in gasps and she looked at me through burning eyes. She couldn't stop herself very long from frigging herself like I was so gloriously doing. Nobody can stand this sort of torture without wanting to take part in it. And I was right, she couldn't hold back any longer.
Groaning in passion she started to lift up her dress and her lovely thighs came into view. The hem of her dress reached the top of her stockings and the white flesh of her upper legs made a beautiful contrast with the dark stockings we have to wear as part of our uniform. Through her thin panties I could make out the bulge of her cunt covered in dark curly hairs. She also dipped her hand in the top of her panties and when her fingers reached her slit she involuntarily closed her eyes. She must have liked what she found, because opening her eyes, she smiled at me.
“I'm so awfully wet, darling… so delightfully sopping wet. Oh yes I'm going to make myself come… together with you… but first…”
With this she took her hand from the top of her panties and I thought she was going to take them off. But Sue had other ideas about making a lewd show out of her masturbating. She moved the legs of her panties out of the way and without really taking them off she now had a beautiful access to her cunt. And I had a marvelous view of it. Spunk glistened on the hairs surrounding her cunt lips and her slit, opened as it was, showed her swollen clit, standing in the center of the top of her twat. She wet two fingers in her mouth and dipped them in her gash as far as they would go. Moving them in and out she began to give herself a double fingered fuck and all the while I watched her and made my fingers fly in and out of my burning twat.
Sue was still standing in front of the bed, her feet planted as wide as possible without running the risk of falling, her belly pushed forward showing her cunt gorgeously. Without stopping her frigging fingers she now stepped to the side of the bed and lifted one foot on it. Standing as she was, directly beside my face, I could get a very good look at her cunt, stretched to its utmost by her two fingers. I was very near coming and I stopped masturbating for a moment. I wanted this to last as long as possible and I didn't want to come before my newly found friend did.
Sue, noticing my actionless hands, also took her hand from her cunt and seated herself on the side of the bed.
“You want this to make a nice long game? Tell you what… Let's each of us give a show for the other till me almost come… and then stop… then the other one starts her game. We can watch each other and really get randy. The first one to give up and make herself come is going to suck the other till creaming…”
I was all for this sort of thing and I urged her on to her tantalizing acts. Sue seated herself on the bed and took off her panties. Lying down on her back with her other clothes still on she made an absolutely obscene sight and I sighed in passion.
I would just have loved to suck her off and right now I promised myself to lose the game she had proposed. I was dying for some nice sticky cunt-juice. Since I left home and Mary, I didn't have any and by now I was really hungry for it, used as I was to at least one cunt-suck per day. I raised myself and moved over to the foot of the bed. I didn't want to miss a single thing she was doing. Sue was flat on her back, her legs spread and her hands between them. She started by spreading her cunt lips apart and dipping her fingers in her cunt. Then she started to play with the swollen lips, pulling them out and rolling them between her fingers. Her clitoris stood up like a little prick. I had already noticed it was a lot longer than my own. Now her hands went for this little red pepper and she went through the same motions a man makes when he frigs himself. Taking it between thumb and forefinger she slid them over her blood filled clit and her belly rolled in passion. After some time she stopped this and I thought she was going to give me a chance to show her what I could do, but she still wasn't ready for a rest yet. Now she used both her hands on her cunt and she actually managed to push in four fingers of each hand. I had never seen anything like this before and she must have been terribly distended to manage this. But this was just a little too stimulating for her, because she stopped it almost right after she had begun.
“It's your turn now, Mitzy. I was only just able to stop myself from coming.”
She sat up and I took her place on the bed, while she seated herself at the foot of the bed. I could hardly think about doing anything different from just plain frigging myself. And as a matter of fact, this was just what I was going to do. I couldn't stop myself any longer. I had to come for two reasons at that. I wanted to satisfy the burning of my pussy and I also wanted Sue to come in my mouth when I sucked her quim. I started to work on my swollen clit in a fury and this soon had me panting and breathless. But I still had not come so I slipped a finger into my dripping slit and reamed as deep as my finger would go. I had seen Sue using all but her thumb on her twat, so I decided I could at least manage two. So I stuck two fingers up my cunt and I was delighted at this extra tension on the swollen lips.
Using my thumb on my clit I was soon bucking around the bed, and while Sue saw me getting near my orgasm, she did not make me stop my wanking.
“Oh, Sue baby, I can't hold out any longer… I just have to come… I just have to! Look at me, Sue… watch me playing with myself… Oh, I love this… all of it… the obscenity of it… your eyes on me… look at me… see me playing with my clit… I'm so good at it… I love to do it so much… I can't do a day without it… I'm going to cream… just for you! I'm going to suck you… eat you… lick your slime… your cunt juice… I'm streaming… dripping… wet… and… I'm coming… coming… spunking… creaming… my hands… they give me so much… pleasure… ooooooh… looovely… looooovely… ooooh… hoooon-ey…”
Bucking wildly on the bed I creamed over my fingers, spurting my pent up come-juice out of my opened cunt. It dripped down my ass and wet the sheets of the bed, but I couldn't care less. I had come and gloriously at that and that was all that mattered.
When I opened my eyes again after I had rested for some time Sue had left the foot of the bed and was now lying beside me. Her hands were once more between her legs and her fingers were slowly stroking her cunt. She had her eyes closed but she must have felt I was looking at her.
“I'm whipping up your cream, darling,” she said, “so I will be flowing good and properly when you go down on me with your lovely mouth. I love to have a lovely girl like you sucking me off… although I also love a man to shove his prick up my cunt… come, darling, eat my pussy… suck me clean and dry… empty my hot-box of its juices…”
She didn't have to ask me a second time and bending over her I pushed my head between her legs. She smelled heavenly, the pungent odor of cunt-juice, thick and sticky, coming from between her legs. I didn't waste any time and immediately I closed my mouth over her open slit. Sticking my tongue in as far as it would go I rolled it around in her hot cavity. More juice flowed as I really started to lick the walls of her cunt. This may sound almost impossible, but she was so wide open in her randy lust I could actually lick the sides of her cunt! She didn't buck around like I used to do and I was very glad about this sort of discipline. Now I could really go at her at my leisure.
I had longed so much for this-this wonderful taste of female juice. And she had plenty of it. Although I knew she had not come yet I was almost under the impression she was coming continuously. But she wasn't very far from coming and all of a sudden it was there. A hot flood of thick spunk, slightly salted in taste, as if it had been mingled with piss, sprung into my mouth. I had to do my very best and suck like mad to catch everything she was offering. I don't know how many times I had to swallow, but I know I didn't miss a single drop. I wanted to stop sucking her but Sue held me back, putting her hands on my head.
“Don't stop, darling,” she said, “I have enjoyed it so much. Keep on sucking me. You did it so nicely… lick me some more… I may come another time! It's lovely to be sucked after coming so strongly as I did…”
Although my mouth and tongue were getting tired from the hard work they had already done so far I didn't want to disappoint her. So I started once more to suck her eager cunt, but this time she also wanted me to take part in it.
“Lie over me, Mitzy. With your cunt over my face. I want to lick you as well. I want to eat your darling little cunt! Give it to me… my darling… give it to me…”
At this time I was ready for some loving. I gladly did as she wanted me to do. So we were lying in the well known sixty-nine position and working at each other's cunt as only two women know how to do. After two more satisfying comings it took us rather long to achieve an orgasm but when we did we really creamed and filled the other's mouth to the brim…
As I have already told you before in this diary, I love to spy on people going through the acts of love and passion. It would take me too long to tell about all the luscious scenes I have watched, but some of them are too good not to be told. This one happened when I was working at the hotel for about three months.
A newlywed couple had moved into one of the bridal suites. I watched their habits very carefully for a couple of days and when they returned to their rooms after a night out I followed them. By listening at the door I made sure they were not in the sitting room and went in with the passkey I had. The couple had already gone to the bedroom, preparing themselves for a night of violent lovemaking, I imagined. Carefully I left the door to the corridor open, just in case I had to make a hasty retreat. Silently I went to the bedroom door and looked through the keyhole. Unfortunately the key was in the other side of the lock so I could not see a single thing. What was I to do now? Just as I was about to leave the room in angry frustration I remembered the bathroom door. The bathroom had one door to the sitting room and one leading to the bedroom. With a little luck I was going to get an even better view than I had bargained for. Let me tell you why.
The door leading to the bathroom had clear glass in the center! I tried the door to the bathroom and it was open! Luck certainly was with me. The curtain hanging from the other door, the one with the glass pane, was closed, so I could sneak up to it completely unnoticed! Now I was really going to get a nice spectacle as long as they left the lights on. Through the curtain I could see the light shining from the bedroom so I was once more lucky. Soon I found myself looking through a small slit in the curtain into their bedroom.
The couple were still in the very first stages of lovemaking so I was going to watch their complete performance. Still, their state surprised me a little. The bride was completely dressed, she had not taken off a stitch. But the groom was another matter. He was sitting stark naked in a chair beside the bed. Involuntarily I held my breath when I looked him over. I hardly noticed what he looked like. It was his prick which drew my attention. And what a prick it was! It was the most gigantic thing I have ever seen. First of all, it was hard and magnificent in its aggressive appearance. Even the priest's prick was small compared to this huge pillar of flesh. I think I'm not exaggerating when I estimated it to be at least nine inches, and the circumference properly matched these magnificent nine inches. It was just too marvelous to behold and I almost found myself drooling.
In the dimly lit room the reddish-blue head glimmered, giving a delightful and at the same time frightful color. It didn't take much imagination from my side to see it being pushed in the bride's slimy crack. But what took them so long in starting to make love? Surely they must both be longing for it. As I was soon to find out, they were making quite a play out of the preliminaries…
From the look in her eyes I knew the young bride must have longed for her husband's cock to be shoved up her twat just as much as he longed to give it to her. But instead of running over to where he was seated and fucking him in a mad frenzy, she kept walking around in the room and didn't even start taking her clothes off. They were up to something very special, and lustful anticipation shook my body. I trembled on my feet and my cunt began to itch. The bride's rounded bottom and her jutting breasts bounced with every step she took.
Now and then she stopped her pacing to press the front of her dress where I knew her cunt to be. We all have it in the same place! She also paid ample notice to her upper region and stroking her breasts through her dress brought her nipples up in excitement, standing out very clearly in the material. From this I knew she was wearing no bra at all and I wondered whether she had any panties on. Looking at the two of them, I really couldn't say which one I liked best, the man or the girl. I actually envied the man. I would not have minded to have a go at her myself. She was just the kind I love to suck, or be sucked by, for that matter.
The whole scene I had been watching so far looked as if they were waiting for something, because she kept on walking around the room. Her husband fondled and occasionally masturbated his stiff flagpole of a cock as she looked at it hungrily. During all the time I had been watching them, they had not spoken a single word. They just looked at each other and sometimes smiled. The atmosphere in the room was loaded with electricity and any time the sparks could start to fly. I was surprised to notice that all this inactivity could get me so excited, but it did, making my slit dripping wet and itchy.
Luckily I had left my panties off so I only had to bring my hand under my dress to touch my pussy. I just stroked the swollen lips of my cunt, taking care not to go all the way, pushing my fingers up my cunt and masturbating. I didn't want to come right yet. Let them start their tricks first and when they were good and wild at it I would give myself a good and proper rubdown. Coming together with them while I watched them from my hiding spot. I didn't know why but I knew I was going to watch something rather special with these two. Something far beyond the so-called normal. Finally the bride spoke.
“I think I can do it now, Richard,” she said.
“That's lovely, Vera,” he answered. “Go ahead and do it right in front of me. Don't make me wait any longer. Give me my promised spectacle I long for… Do it… do it… Look, my cock is throbbing in my hand… Come on… do it… do it!”
Vera almost ran to one of the night tables beside the bed and took out an old fashioned chamberpot. They must have brought the thing themselves, because all the rooms in the hotel have a private toilet and therefore doesn't supply this sort of thing. I was really surprised at all this and although the use of a chamberpot is quite obvious, at the time I really didn't understand what they were going to do with it.
Vera placed the thing in front of Richard's chair and standing over it she raised her dress. First I saw her beautifully shaped upper legs, and then she proved I had been right in my assumption. She wasn't wearing panties, and I got a good look at her cunt. She was abundantly attired with a delightful bush of blonde cunt-hairs and her cunt must have been a match in size to her husband's prick because I could clearly see the top of her slit. She was still standing with her legs closed, but already I could make a good guess at the looks of her cunt.
What a lovely crack it must be, I thought to myself while busily fingering my own; what a pity she hasn't opened her legs yet. But she did at that moment and now she stood directly over the chamberpot. I must have been asleep that day, because I still couldn't grasp what she was up to.
Richard stood up from the chair and brought another chair over to her which he stood back of her. Taking his place in the chair in front of her again he watched her proceedings.
Vera pushed out her abdomen and bending her knees a little she leaned back on her hands on the chair. Her cunt opened like an exotic flower much to the pleasure of her husband, who gave his cock a few swift and healthy strokes. But it really was to my pleasure as well and I followed him by also fingering my dripping slit.
The obscenity of her pose made Richard's rock-hard cock throb in his hand and my cunt began to contract all on its own. The sight offered by the two of them, she with her cunt pushed forward and he with his long dong throbbing in his hands, almost made me come. I had to take my finger from my cunt for a moment and give myself some rest, otherwise I would be creaming right then and there. I didn't want to miss a thing! I had been right in my hunch; they were going to give me real lascivious entertainment, and more of it would soon follow.
Vera, in the meantime, was leaning on just one arm and brought the other hand to her crack. With two forked fingers she opened her cunt even more and moved some of the blonde hairs sticking to the slimy cunt lips out of the way. Lucky for me she wasn't too far from the door where I was hidden, so I could thus actually look into her cunt. Her clitoris was swollen and stood clearly out, quivering in lust as it seemed. Spunk was streaming from my cunt, running down my legs. I was surely wet as a rag between the legs. Drops of my juices ran down my legs till they were stopped by the tops of my nylons, clinging like thick drops of rain.
On Richard's cock, drops of pre-fuck dripped from the tiny slit in the top, wetting his hand and the entire length of his prick. Wildly he frigged his cock and he growled something inaudible to Vera. He had now two hands clasped around his cock and so great was its length that this still kept the bulging, fat head uncovered. I tried my best to hear what he was saying to her and by bringing my ear very close to the door I managed to understand him. He kept repeating and repeating it in a passionate, almost angry snarl.
“Piss, you cock hungry slut,” he said. “Piss and show me your jet of piss… Spurting from your cunt… streaming from your slimy crack… Piss from that cunt I love so much… which I'm going to suck clean from all the piss you have to offer… afterwards… when you have emptied yourself completely… to my enjoyment… Oh, darling, I love you so… you do all these filthy things… all the things I love so much… you seem to love them as well… piss… piss… my darling… let me see it… coming… from… your… cunt…”
So that's what they were up to! He wanted to see the piss coming from her cunt! He wanted to have her pissing in front of his face… It seemed very strange and horrible to me at first and I thought I was not going to like this at all, but going over the whole disgusting thing in my mind I started to find it more exciting then than I thought it would.
Pushing her cunt forward, Vera began to piss. At first it was just a few drops but soon these drops grew into a thick yellow jet. Steaming from her cunt was the long-desired urine, and it almost missed the chamberpot. With a disgusting but at the same time exciting sound it landed in the pot. But not all of it ran all the way down. She must have needed to piss for a long time and the pressure behind made drops of piss fly all around. Some of these drops were clinging to her legs, wetting her stockings. The act this young bride performed was so horribly obscene and lewd I would not have missed it for anything in the world.
My spunk was flowing like never before and I masturbated like mad.
Vera must have saved her piss all day, for the stream coming from her cunt seemed endless. For a long time it went on and on, till I thought it would never end. But at last the solid jet of amber colored liquid stopped, and by pushing hard she managed to bring forth a couple of tiny spurts, but this soon stopped. Her lovely blonde bush was wet with urine when she stepped up close to Richard, who was still masturbating his rock-hard dong.
She brought her wet cunt close to his face and like a snake his head shot forward. Mouth wide open, his tongue sticking out as far as it would go, he sought her damp slit. His mouth closed over her piss and cunt-juice wet slit, and placing one foot on the seat of the chair Vera facilitated matters for him. She clasped her hands around his head and pulled him slightly against her dripping hot-box. His tongue produced wonders for her and her body shook in passion when his tongue entered her crack.
Masturbating with one hand now, his other reached down to the chamberpot. All the while frigging himself furiously his hand dipped in the piss-filled pot. He began to stir in the amber liquid in the same rhythm he wanked his nine inch dong. Still standing at the door, my hand very busy between my legs, I was not far from coming. I rolled my clit between thumb and forefinger, tweaked it, pinched, pulled at the swollen lips of my cunt and deeply reamed my snatch with two stiff fingers. Biting my lips to keep myself from crying out in utter joy I kept on watching the two people in the room. Changing my tactics again, I now had one finger up my crack while rubbing my swollen clit with my thumb. I had the best of two worlds now-a stiff finger deeply buried in my cunt and a tickling pressure on my clitty.
Tears of lust and passion ran down Vera's cheeks when she unloaded her copious flow of cunt juice in her husband's mouth. Still splashing with his hand in the piss his wife had offered him, Richard jerked his cock and made his white sticky sperm fly in the air when he joined her in her pleasure. It was a lovely sight they offered me.
Vera's writhing body under Richard's agile and ardent tongue, the shots of spunk shooting out of his cock in the air. I couldn't stop myself from coming any longer. My lust tortured body shook in heavy convulsions when I also flooded my fingers with my slippery, creamy spunk. It ran down my legs, and taking my fingers out of my snatch I had the crazy desire to lick them off. I just had to have some cunt-juice, even if it was only my own. In the state I was in it tasted just as good as anybody's. Excited as I was I had failed to hear somebody entering the apartment.
I was just about to go myself another quick finger-fuck, because my last action had made me randy again when I happened to look up. Standing in the other door to the bathroom, not too far from me, a sensual smile on his face, was the manager!
I didn't have the faintest idea how long he had been standing where he was, but he must have watched a good few of my manipulations. Without knowing anything better to do I let my dress fall down over my lower body. I couldn't fail to notice the bulge his hard cock made in his pants. What was going to happen now? Was I going to be sacked? Or could I play up to him?
Once more I looked at the bulge of his cock in his trousers and my hopes were rising again.
Without speaking he motioned me outside the apartment. I followed him into the corridor and waited for him to join me. In the corridor he looked me over and closing the door of the apartment behind him, he said:
“You come down to my office with me at once, young lady. You and I have a few words to exchange.”