Nick Eastwood - Hot hotel maid

"Yes, sir," Misty replied, "this room is vacant right now."

"Too bad," he smiled. "I like what's in the room. And I don't mean the furniture. Can I stay and talk with you a minute?"

"I really should be working," Misty said.

He ignored that.

"My name's Ted," he said. "What's yours?"

"Misty," she said.

"And of course you're married, aren't you, Ted?"

"Darn," he laughed, "how'd you know that?"

"Lucky guess," she said.

In fact since Misty had been working at the hotel there'd never been a single guest. They were all married. That was another problem for her when it came to finding a boyfriend. She really wished Ted was single. He was so cute, and he was obviously attracted to her.

"I suppose a lot of married men come onto you, Misty," he said.

"Nope, you're the first one," she said.

"Then they're blind," he said. "You're a really pretty girl. I like petite girls, and I love blonds."

As he spoke he was moving closer to her. Misty started backing up, and the next thing she knew, he had her trapped in a corner. He stood there grinning at her, and she kit a rush of hot lust for him. She really wanted him to touch her.

She got her wish. Ted suddenly grabbed her and pulled her into his arms. He kissed her, his mouth hot and hard on hers, and he slid his tongue into her mouth. Misty felt her knees turn to rubber. She creamed right through her panties. She hadn't dreamed that a simple kiss could be such a turn-on.

It was her very first kiss, and it was super. She just melted against Ted and let him probe her mouth with his hot tongue. He slid his hands down her back and cupped her firm little ass, squeezing it suggestively. Again she soaked her panties with molten juice.

"Mmmmm, mmmmm!" she sighed.

She felt her whole body reacting to his steamy tongue-kiss. Not only was she creaming helplessly, but her tits were swelling up taut. Her nipples went rigid and poked against his chest. The guy was turning her on like crazy.

Finally he drew back and grinned at her. He had such a sexy grin.

"Misty, I think maybe you like me a little bit," he said.

"How can I like you, Ted? I don't even know you," Misty blushed.

"I'll take care of that right away," he said. "I'll make sure you get to know me real well."

He walked over and locked the door. Then he returned to Misty, picked her up easily, and carded her over to the bed. He drew her down beside him and started kissing her again. It seemed even more exciting when they were lying down. She opened her lips and let him slide his tongue into her mouth.

Now what? she wondered.

As far as she was concerned, he could go on kissing her for hours. She just loved it. But she didn't know if she was ready for more heavy stuff, and she knew it was wrong to make out with a married man. Ted was so cute, but he hadn't won her over yet.

"Ted," she panted, "what about your wife?"

Ted sighed loudly.

"My wife is a tennis nut," he said. "I thought we were coming here for a romantic vacation, but all she wants to do is play tennis. By the end of the day, she's even too tired to fuck."

That explained why he was stalking a hotel maid. He was horny, and his wife wasn't taking care of his needs. He'd come onto the first woman who attracted him, and that happened to be Misty. He was hers for the taking, but did she want him?

It was so hard to think straight when he went on kissing her like that. He used his tongue in her mouth and drove her wild. Then he started unbuttoning the front of her uniform. Misty tried to pull his hands away, but he was way too strong for her. He got the uniform open to her waist and slid his hands inside it.

He unhooked her bra and pushed it up out of the way. As his hot hands closed over her apple-size tits, Misty shivered with excitement. It was the first time a man had touched her. Ted knew just what to do, too. He squeezed her sensitive tits lustily but gently.

Her stiff nipples throbbed against his palms, and she creamed heavily. She just wanted him to go on playing with her body all day. But she was still terrified of fucking, and that kept her a little on edge. She loved what he was doing, but she couldn't let it go too far.

He broke their kiss and rolled her onto her back. He worked her uniform off her shoulders and down to her waist, then ogled her gorgeous firm teenage tits. Her small red nipples were stiff buds, supersensitive now that they were swollen.

He leaned down, stuck out his tongue, and gently tickled her nipples.

"Ooooooh!" she squealed.

"You like that?" he grinned.

"Yes, but I have to tell you something, Ted," she panted. "I'm a virgin, and I'm not gonna fuck anybody till I'm married."

That was kind of a lie. She didn't know what her plans were, except that at this stage of her life she wasn't ready to go all the way with a man. But she hoped Ted would respect her feelings, and he did.

"Okay, honey, I understand," he said. "I won't force you into anything. But there's plenty of ways we can have fun together without fucking."

That was more like it. That was what Misty wanted to hear. She was very eager to try out the kinky pleasures she'd spied on. And if she didn't go all the way with Ted, she wouldn't really be involved in adultery. She wouldn't have to feel guilty.

"Show me what you're talking about," she said shyly.

"Sure," he said. "I think you'll like this a lot."

He raised her skirt and tucked it up around her waist. He ogled her tiny bikini panties, then gently pulled them off. Misty blushed hard because it was the first time a man had seen her pussy. Ted gently drew her legs apart and studied the moist pink flesh.

"Jesus!" he sighed. "I wish you did fuck! But we'll still have a good time."

He slipped his hand between her thighs and cupped her sizzling wet cunt. He started squeezing it sensuously, and Misty moaned and creamed right into bis hand. She couldn't help that. What he was doing to her felt so damned good.

"Mmmmm, yesssss!" she sighed.

He used one stiff finger to saw slowly back and forth between the moist hot folds of her pussy. That was just what she did to herself when she masturbated, but it felt a thousand times more exciting when a man did it to her.

"Oh, yes, Ted, I like that!" she panted.

"It gets even better," he promised.

He explored every steamy fold and cranny of her slit, making her writhe and moan and cream. She wished he'd go on doing it for hours. She was totally reined and submissive now that he'd promised not to fuck her. He was the teacher and she was the willing student.

"Have you ever had an orgasm?" he asked.

Misty hesitated a moment. He knew she was a virgin, so if she said she'd had an orgasm, he'd know that she played with herself. She still felt uptight about confessing that.

"No," she lied. "At least I don't think I have."

"You'll know in a few minutes," he said. "I'm gonna get you off."

He took her small throbbing clit between his thumb and index finger. Holding it gently but firmly, he began to roll it between his fingers. Misty squealed with pleasure. She couldn't believe how good it felt. She soaked his hand with squirting cunt juice.

"Oooooh, I love that," she cried.

Ted didn't say anything, just grinned. He seemed so cool, but his eyes were hot with excitement. As he rolled her clit between his fingers, giving her hot sparks of pleasure, she glanced down at his fly. There was a big hard bulge there.

As far as Misty knew, he was the first man ever to get a hard-on for her. She felt excited about that, but she wasn't going anywhere near his cock. She was still terrified of hard cocks. She moved her eyes away from his sharply tented fly.

He was kneading her clit faster now, and she began to claw the bed and pant. The pleasure was searing, and the faster he manipulated her, the hotter she got. She closed her eyes and forgot everything else. She lay there whimpering and creaming till all of a sudden her body was rocked with ecstasy.