Desirae Spencer – Naughty At Home

When I was 17 years I worked as a chamber maid for a while during one summer at one of the local hotels her on the Maine coast. I was dating my husband at the time and as you can tell by my stories I was cheating on him then just as I still do today. Anyway, this story takes place one day when I was at work cleaning rooms in the hotel. I always wore the same thing to work, and today was no different. Khaki pants, a tight tee shirt, sneakers, and my hair pulled back was my normal look at work. I always wore string bikini panties back then and I did not even consider the fact that my panty lines stood out like a sore thumb when I had the khaki pants on.  My   panties have always been important to me because I think men like to see pretty things when they are undressing a girl and I always like to have silky pretty panties on so the men that I play with will enjoy me as they undress me. Anyhow,   I was not thinking about getting laid when I got dressed for work on this particular day but I still had on light pink string bikini satin panties. That being said: on with my story.

I remember as I was going about my duties I noticed a cute guy in the pool area as I strolled by with my maid’s cart. He was probably in his late 20’s and had a gorgeous tan and a delicious looking body. This was around 1983 and lots of the guys wore small Speedos back then and I could not help but notice a very nice package straining inside of his.  We smiled at each other as I strolled by and I did not give him another thought as I went on with my work. I busied myself with the rooms and I was cleaning one room in particular I thought to myself that this must be a businessman because there were portfolios and suits and very little evidence of someone who was on a vacation. I was in the bathroom bent over cleaning the tub when I heard a man clearing his throat and I quickly turned to see my stud standing in the bathroom doorway with a towel wrapped around his waist. I told him I was sorry but the room was empty when I checked it. He said he did not mind as he was out at the pool but he needed to come in and use the bathroom. I told him I would go out and come back later. He then asked me what  I had left to do and I told him I would be done after the bathroom was clean. He told me to finish up so I would not have to worry about coming back to finish his room. I told him I did not want to be any trouble and he said it was no bother. “Besides”, he added: “I am thoroughly enjoying looking at your panty lines through your pants”. I was almost mortified as I felt myself turning beet red and when I looked up at him I saw and gorgeous smile and that look of lust that made me forget all about my embarrassment.

With that I dropped my cleaning stuff in the tub, took off my gloves and turned to him while still on my knees on the bathroom floor. I looked up at him and asked if he wanted to see my panties as I gave him my best devilish smile. He took a step forward and told me he would love to see my panties and as he did I found myself at eye level with his waist which was only a couple feet away from me. Then he grinned at me and undid his towel letting it fall to the floor. I was face to face with his bikini swimsuit and an absolutely mouthwatering package. I could not help myself and immediately reached for him. I reached around his tight butt with both hands and pulled him toward me. As he came forward my hands cupped his package and I felt it swell as I kissed his tanned flat stomach. I moved one hand to each side of his straining cock and kissed my way down over his bulge. As I kissed his growing cock all over through his swimsuit, my hands started lightly tracing up and down his thighs with my finger tips. Then I tickled his balls with one hand and gently squeezed his cock with the other. As I did that a small wet spot appeared on his swimsuit and I looked up at him and smiled.

Then he grabbed me by the wrists, stood me up and led me out to the bed. We stood at the foot of the bed as he pulled off my tee shirt and bra and then he unbuckled and unzipped my pants and started to pull them down. As he did my panties became exposed and he told me how pretty they were. He helped me out of my pants and shoes and then he laid me on the bed and he climbed on top of me kissing me and fondling my pink panty covered ass. As we were on the bed together caressing and fondling each other he started kissing his way down my belly and once he got to my waist he pulled my panties off and kissed my neatly trimmed mound. I parted my legs to let him access me and I moaned as he buried his face into my slippery cootch. He was very talented at eating pussy because I remember that I came several times as he expertly tongued my pussy and told me how wonderful I tasted and smelled.

After he got me off several times he asked if I was ready for my turn. I smiled and told him sure and he positioned himself in the center of the bed and asked if I had given many guys’ head. I guess he could tell I was young and I told him a few as I got between his legs and started kissing his belly and tracing my tongue down the thin line of hair going from his belly button to his swimsuit. As I stared at his bulge once again I could not help but notice that his wet pot and almost tripled in size and he told me that he had not had a good blow job in a long time and was dying to feel my beautiful lips on his cock. I slipped my fingers under his waistband and pulled his suit down and smiled as a nice thick 7 or 8 inch cock sprung up at me. I cupped his balls with one hand and wrapped my other hand around his cock and stroked him slowly as he gasped and said “oh yeah, suck it baby”. I closed my eyes (I was bothered by precum back then), opened my mouth, and took him in.

I almost gagged as the bitter precum coated my tongue. By this time he was moaning loudly and it always gets me off when I please a man so I did not think twice about the precum and started sucking his cock like it was the last cock I would ever suck. He kept telling me how good my mouth felt and I kept sucking and fondling his balls. He had a cock that was bent slightly and almost fit perfectly in my mouth. I remember he was bent inward to my throat and every time I took him deep into my mouth his cock would slide right down my throat and it felt so comfortable I could easily deep throat him. He loved this and I soon felt his balls tighten and he began raising his hips up to meet my lips. I knew he was close, but he still surprised me and I felt a powerful ribbon of cum erupt into my mouth and shoot toward the back on my throat. I could not swallow back then and I really gagged as I quickly raised my head and stoked his cock as his cum shot onto my face and oozed out all over my hand. He chuckled as I spit his cum out and he told me how good my blowjob felt. I told him I was glad he liked it but wished he had warned me that he was cumming. He told me it felt so good he figured me for a swallower. I wrinkled my nose at him and told him I didn’t think I could ever do that, and as I did I realized that I was supposed to be working so I freaked out and started scrambling to get all my clothes together.

I remember I was really panicking by this time because the head chambermaid had it out for my anyway. As I scrambled to get dressed I remember asking him if he could help me find my panties and we both looked under the bed, beside the bed, at the head of the bed and at the foot of the bed. He swore up and down that he did not steal my panties but we could not find them and I had to get dressed and leave without them. I remember when I got back to the maid’s shack my evil boss was glaring at me and she made me work late that day doing garbage detail (yuck).

The next day, my new friend was checking out and my bitch boss had my working the other side of the hotel just as far away from him as she could get me. It didn’t really bother me because besides my boyfriend (my husband now) I never fucked or sucked a guy more than once back then. The strange and embarrassing part of this story was when the maid who did his room came down to the laundry room, I was there dropping off my laundry. There were also two maintenance guys and the laundry guy in the room and as the laundry guy started to separate her laundry a pair of pink panties fell out from between two of the sheets. I was turning three shades of red as the guys held up the panties and whooped and hollered and talked about what a hot lay the girl who wore them must have been. They got quite a kick out of those panties and passed them back and fourth sniffing them and talking about how they’d like to see the girls who had worn them. I just sat there embarrassed and also a little turned on, and then they actually hung them up on the wall as some sort of trophy I guess. It took about 3 weeks of me looking at my panties on the wall everyday before I finally had an opportunity when I was down there by myself and I took them back. No one ever knew that those were my panties and if they did I am sure I never would have heard the end of it.

This is a story about one summer when I was in my mid 20′s and living here in Maine. It was in July I believe and it was very hot. My husband was at work, and I was outside sipping on a wine cooler and catching some sun. I was wearing a bikini top and my favorite cut off shorts.They were cut off short (Daisy Dukes) and when I bent over the cheeks of my ass would peek out. We lived in an apartment complex at the time and While I was outside, one of our neighbors stopped by on his new Harley to show us. I had my eye on this neighbor for some time, and I have ALWAYS had a soft spot for tough guys on Harley’s. That soft spot is usually covered by a pair of panties… Hehehe.

We chatted for a while and I laid it on hot and heavy. I have never had much trouble flirting with a cute guy, especially one with a bulge in his pants the size of a salami. It was not long and he asked if I wanted to go for a ride. We rode around for a while, and then we decided to grab a six pack and find someplace to drink it. While we drank he sat on his bike and I sat cross-legged in the grass. I know that from where he was sitting he could see a glimpse of my panties up my shorts leg.

After a couple of cans of liquid courage he decided to try his luck at getting into those panties. He sat down beside me and we locked into an embrace. My tongue was desperately trying to find his tonsils as he untied my bikini top and went to work. He was kissing and nibbling my breasts and kneading my ass with his powerful hands. That was about all I could take. I had to see what that bulge was all about.

I kissed my way down his muscular chest and stomach (after I took off his shirt) and undid his pants. WOW!!! I wasn’t disappointed to say the least. He was at least 8″ long and almost bigger around than my wrist, and he was hard as a rock. I went to work tickling his hairy balls with my fingertips while giving his big shaft some long slow pulls with my other hand. I tried my best to take him into my mouth, but couldn’t get much more than the head in. Instead, I busied myself licking the underside of his thick cock and kissing his balls.

After I worked a few moans out of him he said he had to have me. He took my shorts and my wet panties off and leaned me over his bike. I had my elbows on his bike seat and I stood with my legs as far apart as I could as he moved into place behind me. I remember my stomach filled with butterflies when he pressed the head of his cock agaisnt my slick labia. I bit my lip and closed my eyes as he started to push himself inside me. “MY GOD, YES!” I screamed as it felt like I was being split in two by his thick cock. It”s a good thing we were secluded because I know I was screaming. GOD! It felt like I was being torn apart. Let me tell you that was quite a difference from my husband’s cock and I had been a relatively good girl that summer and not had many extra marital flings. It took a few minutes, but he got it in, and I was screaming all the way as he started to drive me into his bike. I was worried that we were going to knock it over and I think he sensed it because he almost threw me down to the ground on my hands and knees and started to plow me doggie style. It hurt like hell for about 10 minutes, but then I came like a mad woman as wave after wave of pleasure rushed through me. Then he turned me over onto my back and mounted me missionary style. He pounded me this way for a while and told me how good I felt as I moaned in ecstacy. After I started grabbing his tight butt, and pulling him into me, he told me he was ready to cum. I told him to cum inside me and begged him to fill me. He then came so powerfully, it actually felt like a garden hose inside of me.It had been a while since I had felt this used and spent as he climbed off me, and I had forgotten how much I had missed it.

I then realized I had lost track of time and told him I had to get home because my husband was due back. We quickly dressed and left. On the way home I could feel his cum running out of me, thoroughly soaking my panties. When we arrived at the house, and he dropped me off, I had just enough time to get my nasty panties in the hamper and put of a fresh pair. I was just pilling my shorts back up when my husband pulled into the drive. As he walked though the door and kissed me hello, he asked what had been going on all day and my reply was “nothing much hon. Ray came by to show you his new bike but I told him you weren’t home”. “He told me to tell you he’d cum some other time”.