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Subject: {ASSM} RP The Bellboy - Maria Gonzales
Date: Mon,  5 Feb 2001 23:10:05 -0500
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If you aren't 18, or 21 if you live in a backwards
place, then go away : )

This story is copyrighted by the writer formerly known
as Maria Gonzales, AKA M-Go. Copyright 2001. Send me an
E-mail at Maria1971@aol.com and/or visit my web site
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/MariaGonzales/www
The Bellboy

by Maria Gonzales

Copyright 1999 - All Rights Reserved. Any use of this 
work without the author's written permission is 
strictly forbidden.

I felt Joel's hand gently slide up my bare stomach, and 
as his tongue made tiny circles on my clit, he started 
to gently caress the bottom of my breast.  He knew that 
this drove me crazy.  Every other man that I had slept 
with, always focused on my nipples, thinking that they 
were the sensitive spot.   Before I met Joel, I never 
imagined that getting my breast tickled would make me 
feel better than having my nipples played with.

"Oh baby, you do that so mmmmm, like that, do that 
again."  He gently nibbled on my clit, and I felt a 
little jolt of electricity race through my entire body.

"You like that Dawn?"  He said, lifting his head up 
slightly.

"Yes, mmmm, don't stop."  I told him, gently pushing 
his head back down.

He started to run his tongue up my slit, starting at 
the bottom and working his way slowly higher.  Reaching 
my clitoris, he would make a tiny circle, and then lick 
his way back down, repeating it again and again.

"Oh God!"  I moaned as he circled my clit again.  
"Don't stop, keep doing that. Mmmmmmwow."  Now 
concentrating on my clit, he started to gently suck on 
it, putting it in his mouth and letting his tongue 
gently rub against it.

I started to tell him that I was coming, but as the 
orgasm hit me, my words came out as an incomprehensible 
moan.  "I'mmmmmooooooohhhhhmmmmm."

"Room service."  Came a voice from the door, followed 
by a loud knock.  I tried to keep my voice down, but my 
shrieks of ecstasy seemed only to get louder and more 
urgent as Joel ignored the interruption and continued 
to play with my clit.  "Mmmmmm, stop, no mmmmmm.  
Ahhhhhhh."  I screamed as my orgasm peaked and my voice 
grew louder.

I somehow found the strength to push his head away, and 
as he stood and put on a robe, I closed my eyes and 
relaxed in the aftermath of my orgasm. Joel turned the 
doorknob, and I suddenly remembered that I was laying 
on the bed naked, with my legs open.  I looked for the 
blanket, and not finding it, I rolled off the bed, and 
hid on the floor just as Joel was opening the door.

"Here is the food and champagne that you ordered sir.  
Said the bellboy as he rolled the cart into the room.  
"Will there be anything else sir?"

Fortunately, the blanket had fallen onto the floor on 
the same side that I was hiding, and I grabbed it and 
covered myself.

"Yeah, actually there is one thing you can help me 
with."  Joel said. "I like to sleep with the window 
open, and it's jammed, or at least I can't open it."

I looked at the wall, and realized that the window was 
right above me.  Joel had always talked about wanting 
to show me off, and we had even discussed scenarios 
about being in a hotel and accidentally letting the 
bellboy see me, but I never thought that he would 
really do it, especially without talking to me about it 
first.  I now had a choice.  Try to fit under the bed 
and hide, lay on the floor and pretend that what I was 
doing was completely normal, or wrap the blanket around 
me and stand.  Glancing at the bed, I realized that I 
would never fit under it, so I wrapped the blanket 
around me the best I could, and slowly stood, making 
sure that nothing was falling into view.

"Hi honey,"  Joel told me, "The bellboy is going to 
help me open the window. Did you find your contact?"

"Found it."

Joel walked to the window, and pushed up on it, and it 
wouldn't move. "See, it won't open."

"You have to open the latch first sir."  The bellboy 
said, quickly flicking the lock and sliding the window 
open.

"Thanks.  I feel like such an idiot."  Joel reached 
into his robe and not finding anything, he told the 
bellboy,  "Hold on a second, let me find my wallet.  
You don't have any money on you do you honey?"

"No I don't sweetie, I don't have much of anything on 
right now."  I said, trying to smile.

"Well, have you seen my wallet?"

"No I haven't dear."

"Oh, I think I left it in the bathroom.  Could you look 
for me honey?"

I gave him an exasperated look and said.  "In the 
bathroom?  Why don't you look in your..."

"Just check for me honey."

"OK."

I walked around the bed, and as I held the blanket up, 
I walked toward the bathroom. Glancing around, there 
wasn't any sign of his wallet."

"Is it in there Dawn?"

"No Joel.  It's not in here.  Look in your . ."

"Are you sure.  Let me look."

As Joel entered the bathroom, he softly closed the door 
halfway, and whispered to me, "I dare you to let the 
blanket fall off and let him see you naked."

"No Joel."

"Please.  This is our chance to do what we've always 
talked about."

"Joel."

"I dare you."  He said as he kissed me and walked out.

"It wasn't in there.  It's around here someplace."

I had to admit to myself, that the idea of a strange 
man seeing me naked was sort of thrilling, and the 
bellboy was sort of cute.  He looked like some kind of 
an athlete, maybe a swimmer or gymnast.   A little 
young for me, but I wasn't going to marry him, or even 
fuck him, just let him look at me.

I heard Joel narrating his search for the wallet, and I 
stepped out of the bathroom.  I walked toward the 
dresser, and grabbed Joel's pants.  Unfolding them, I 
reached my hand into the back pocket and pulled out the 
wallet. "Here it is Joel.  Funny place to leave your 
wallet, in your pocket."  I giggled.

The blanket had shifted slightly, and my left breast 
was now almost in the open.  I walked toward the door 
and opened it as the bellboy approached.  I pulled out 
a five dollar bill, and handed to him.  "Could you do 
me a favor?"

"Yes ma'am."

"This blanket smells sort of funny, could you bring me 
a new one?"

"Sure ma'am."

I slowly unwrapped the blanket, and watched his eyes 
open wide as he looked at my naked body.  His eyes 
roamed up and down, and he seemed to lock his gaze on 
my breasts.  I smiled at him, even though he had no 
idea that I was smiling, and continued, "Can you hurry 
though, with the windows open, it's a little chilly in 
here."

I handed him the blanket and turned away from him. I 
strolled to the bathroom, and smiled at him as I closed 
the door.  Leaning against the door, I softly sighed, 
ran my hand down my stomach, and brushed my finger 
against my pussy.  I felt a tingle and looked at myself 
in the mirror.  My hair was a mess, but I still looked 
sexy.  Maybe sexy isn't the right word for how I 
looked, sultry, or maybe erotic.  No those aren't right 
neither, lusty, that's how I looked.

The door pushed against my back, and I moved and let 
Joel enter.  He had put on his clothes and smiled as he 
told me,  "I think he liked your show.  He stood there 
for almost a minute before he left."

I grabbed him, and pressed my lips fiercely to his and 
pushed my tongue into his mouth.  I tried to push his 
head down, but he wouldn't move and broke our kiss.   
"I'm going to run downstairs and buy a pack of smokes."  
He moved closer to me and whispered, "I dare you to 
fuck him when he gets back with your blanket."

"You dare me to?  Be careful what you dare me to do 
sweetheart."

"I dare you to be on the bed naked when he knocks, and 
when he comes in and sees you, seduce him."

"If I did that, I wouldn't have to do much seducing." I 
told him

He kissed me, and I felt his hand press against my 
pussy.  "I dare you Dawn. Meet me down in the bar when 
you're done."  He said as he walked out.

The door clicked as he left the hotel room. I looked at 
myself in the mirror, and remembered all of the times 
that Joel had told me his fantasy of me acting like a 
slut.  Whenever he confessed his fantasy to me, I tried 
to hide that it was exciting to me also.  I never 
thought that he was serious, or that I would even 
consider doing something like this.

I reached for my brush, and tried to do something with 
my hair,  then I heard the knock at the door.  I looked 
at myself in the mirror, took a deep breath and walked 
to the door.  Another deep breath, and I slowly opened 
the door. The bellboy looked at my still naked body and 
handed me the blanket.  Smiling at him, I grabbed the 
blanket and asked him, "Do you think you can do me 
another favor?"

"Yes ma'am."  He answered nervously.

"Follow me."

I turned and walked toward the bed.  I heard the door 
click and felt him behind me.  I dropped the blanket, 
and bent at my waist with my legs slightly apart to 
pick it up

I threw the blanket onto the bed, and in my sexiest 
voice, I told him, "I don't know how to ask this..." I 
sat on the bed, and as I laid back, I slowly opened my 
legs.  I watched as his mouth opened and he let out a 
little whimper. "I hope you don't mind if I make myself 
comfortable."

"No ma'am."

"I don't know how to ask this, so I'll be blunt."

"Yes ma'am?"

"My boyfriend got mad when I gave you the blanket 
before, and he left me here by myself horny.  I need 
you to fuck me.  Can you do that for me?"

"Yes ma'am. I mean no ma'am, I mean yes I would like to 
help you ma'am, but I'm working and we're a little 
busy.  My boss is a real jerk, I mean he's ..."

I sat back up, and smiled at him, "Don't worry, if he 
gives you any problems. I'll tell him you were busy 
helping one of your guests."  I moved my hand to his 
crotch, and gently rubbed his cock through his pants.  
"You do want to help me don't you?"

"Mmmm. Yes ma'am but . . "

"Good, then you can start with these."  Cupping my 
breasts, I pulled his head down and arched my back as 
he shyly put one of my nipples into his mouth. "Mmmm, 
that feels good."  I sighed.

I unzipped his pants, and let them fall to the floor as 
he continued to suck on my nipple.  Pulling his boxers 
down, I wrapped my hand around his erection, and slowly 
slid my hand up and down.  I fell back onto the bed, 
and he followed me, continuing to suck my nipples.  
Pushing his head down between my legs, he gently kissed 
my pussy, and I wrapped my legs around his back and 
pressed his mouth tighter against it.  His tongue 
started to slide between my labia, and I started to 
orgasm.  I bucked against him and held his head between 
my legs.  He tried to continue to fuck me with his 
tongue, but I was coming in full force, and as I let 
him go, he moved his head away.

"Fuck me now. I want your cock in my pussy now.  Do it 
now, fuck me." I growled.

I turned onto my stomach, and lifted my butt into the 
air and pushed my fingers into my pussy.  "Fuck me , 
fuck me, fuck me.  Shove your cock into my pussy."

I felt his hand move mine away, and his cock replaced 
my finger.  It slid into me and he started to fuck me.

"Mmmmmm, like that.  Wow.  Fuck me.  Mmmmmm faster.  
Your cock feels so good, mmmmmmwowwww."

My orgasm returned, taking over my entire body.  The 
waves rippled through me like electricity, and I 
started to scream.  "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, harder, 
ohhhh fuck me harder.  Mmmm, it feels so good, 
ohhhhhmyyyygaaahdyeeeeesss."

His thrusts started to become more erratic, and I heard 
him sigh loudly as he thrust into me twice more, 
shoving his cock into me as far as he could.  He stayed 
inside of me for a few moments, and as he pulled out of 
me, I collapsed onto the bed, and rolled onto my back.

I smiled at him, and watched him get dressed as he 
stared at my just fucked body.  Once he was completely 
dressed, I stood and walked to the dresser, grabbing my 
purse.  I met him at the door and pulled out a fifty.  
I handed it to him and whispered into his ear.  "Thank 
you."

I watched the door close and walked to the bathroom.  I 
took a quick shower, fighting the temptation to use the 
shower massager on my pussy.  Putting on a pair of 
tight denim shorts and a little tank top, I didn't 
bother to put anything underneath.  I looked at myself 
in the mirror, saw that my nipples were clearly visible 
through the tight white fabric, and the shorts barely 
hid my mound.  Turning, I smiled as I saw that the 
denim barely covered my rear.

Leaving the room, I went down the elevator and met Joel 
in the bar.  I kissed him and heard him whisper to me.  
"Did you do it?"

As an answer, I smiled slyly at him and licked my lips.

"I knew you would."

"Did you like it?"

I continued to smile.  Softly closing my eyes I kissed 
him again.

"I knew you would like it.  I have a couple of new 
friends that I would like you to meet."  He told me as 
two men in suits approached our booth.

He moved closer to me and whispered, "I dare you to 
fuck both of them while I watch."

"Be careful what you dare me to do Sweetheart."  I said 
giggling.

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