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Johnnys Closet
Part 7
Theres something I havent told you. Something that my sister Marie
and I started doing shortly after we started peeking at mom and our
sister
Barbara. We started videotaping.
That was 15 years ago, when I was 14 and she was 12, and you should
see our tape library now. Not only have our video skills improved, but
our
methods of getting subjects have taken a quantum leap also. What we did
next, after spying on the three couples in our motel the night before,
will prove to you just how creative wed gotten.
Marie and I had watched the mother and son duo in the adjoining room
fuck the night away. And we had spent time peeking in on the newly wed
couple and the 60-ish man and women. The big surprise of the night were
the newlyweds: He was a 300-pound tubbo and she if you could call her
a
she turned out to be a post-operative transsexual but only on top.
The
"broad" still had a dick, and it was a riot to watch this oversized
steer
slip his undersized cock into his spouses asshole.
The old folks also were gems. She was about 5 feet two, Id guess,
but
had the largest boobs I had ever seen in my life, X-rated movies
included.
They hung down to her knees, literally, and swing back and fourth when
she
walked. Even while she was clothed you could see there was something
there
that the Guinness people would be interested in. The husband was a
regular
kind of guy but kind of worn out, sexually at least. Looked like he
didnt
have the energy to fuck the night away with his cow-wife. Instead, and
Marie had masturbated as she watched from their back window, he simply
would stand next to his wife, stare at her huge tits as she prepared
for
bed, and jerk off. There she sat, sitting in front of the motels
dressing
table combing her hair, and there he stood, inches from her, pounding
the
pud. It looked like something they had done routinely for years.
As Marie reported to me later, he rubbed and pulled and jerked and
tried all different techniques to cum, but nothing was happening. After
about five minutes he clearly was getting winded. His wife noticed his
predicament, stood up and started to arch her back and swing her hips,
like a stripper does who wants her tits to rotate round and round. In
fact, Marie said, this woman must have been a stripper in her younger
days, maybe 40 years before. With tits like that, it would have been
impossible to find any other work, she joked
So there she is rotating her mams in huge circles, and that was all
her husband needed. In about 15 seconds he began to smile and grunt.
His
orgasm may have felt good to him, Marie said, but it wasnt too
impressive
to watch. Two, maybe three drools of thin, white liquid dribbled out
into
the tissue he was holding in his other hand. He went soft almost
immediately and then threw the crumpled cum-rag into the wastepaper
basket.
I always wondered about the gross things maids would find in motel
and
hotel rooms. Did they look through the trash cans and fantasize about
what
had gone on the night before? Did they scan the sheets for wet spots?
Did
they examine the wash cloths and towels for evidence of sex play in the
bathroom?
I know I would if I had the chance! Each time Im alone in a hotel
or
motel, I try to leave a little present for the maid and then, driving
home, imagine her finding it and sneaking into the bathroom to
masturbate.
Usually, its an ounce or so of cum, straight from my most recent
jerk-off. That way, sometimes its still warm to the touch. I might
shoot
into the drinking glass and leave it for her on the bathroom counter.
Or I might aim carefully and have it land right in the middle of a
square of tissue, and put the paper on the carpet in front of the door,
so
shed see it the minute she entered.
Once, I came on a $5 bill and left it as a tip in the middle of the
bed. As I was leaving that time, I noticed that the maid was in the
next
room and probably would be cleaning mine next. I decided to hang in the
hall and see what happened.
I took my bag to the car, checked out and then stood at the end of
the
hall as the cleaning lady a slim Asian looking woman of about 30
finished up in the next room. I had heard her talking earlier and knew
her
English wasnt real good. But she had a pair of the nicest tits Id ever
seen on someone of her race. I mean, usually, Asian women, especially
slim
ones, have tiny boobs. This one had at least a 36C, and my curiosity
kicked in.
She rolled her cart down to my room and used her passkey to get in.
I
started walking slowly toward the door and got there just as her eyes
focused on the five and the little glob of white semen covering
Lincolns
face.
I inched into position so I could watch, At first, she had no idea
what
the stuff was. She took one step inside, bent down and picked up the
bill
and immediately got my still-warm cum all over her fingers.
She rubbed her thumb and other fingers together to see what the hell
the sticky liquid was. It wasnt until she smelled the gooey mess that
she
realized it was fresh ejaculate. I didnt know if shed freak out or get
horny.
"Hi!" I shouted, about six inches from behind. She screamed and
jumped
a foot.
"Thats mine," I said. "I didnt mean to leave it there, but now that
youve found it, you can keep it."
"This yours?" she said in her shaky English? "This WET is yours?"
"Yes, Im afraid so," I said. "I was going to leave a $5 tip, but
when
I saw you down the hall, I got an erection," (I pointed to my cock,
which
was pointing at her through my pants) "and had to make it go away. So
I"
(I made the hand signal for masturbating) "jerked off on it. As a
present.
For you!" I smiled, hoping to make her think this was some normal
American
custom and it would be impolite not to accept my gift.
"This is from there?" she asked, somewhere between very embarrassed
and
very curious.
"Yes," I said, moving past her and into the room. I closed the door
slowly, so as not to frighten her. "Can I show you?"
She was clearly shaken. Nothing like this had ever happened to her,
not here or in her home country. But she couldnt take her eyes off my
dick.
"Here," I said. "Watch."
"I slowly zipped down and reached in. She didnt move or make a
sound.
I reached through the slit in my briefs, grabbed my cock by the shaft.
And
pulled it out. Her eye widened.
Slowly, I started to pump. She looked behind her to make sure the
door
was closed. Then she reached up and hooked the security chain. Bingo! I
thought to myself, and started pumping faster.
It took only about five seconds for her to start to rub herself
through
her maids uniform.
"No," I said. "Under. Under." I motioned for her to lift up the
dress.
She reached down to the hem and tucked it into her waistband,
exposing
a pair of white cotton panties.
"Down," I said. "Pull them down."
She hesitated a second, so I started to moan as an incentive.
"Mmmmm.
Please, pull them down," I said.
She complied, revealing a jet black mound of pubic hair. I
fantasized
that I was the first person on earth ever to see that beautiful sight,
and
that brought me closer to the end.
Still jerking with my right hand, I reached over to her hidden slit
with my left and found it. "Rub," I said. "Like I do."
She reached down and started to massage herself. Slowly at first,
then
more quickly. Soon, her wrist was vibrating so quickly I could barely
see
individual fingers. This gal was a masturbation pro, but I guarantee
she
never had shared the experience with a soul.
Her eyes were glued to the head of my cock and the drops of precum
that
had started to dribble to the carpet.
But I wanted to see those tits. I stopped my jerking long enough to
reach up to her uniform and undo the top five buttons. After three I
could
see her bra, a sports garment like joggers wear. It would be easy to
lift
up or down.
Two more buttons and then I reached in and lowered the whole bra,
exposing two of the most exquisite mountains of tit flesh on the
planet.
Each breast was about the size of cantaloupe, and at the peaks were
dark
nipples, small but rock hard and pointing directly at me. I have seen
all
shapes, sizes and colors of nipples in my peeking career, but none like
these. About the size of a quarter, they were a very dark
brownish-purple
and consisted of concentric ringlets of bumps. The most suckable tits
Id
ever seen. So that is what I did
My right hand went back to my cock and with my left I started
squeezing her right breast and sucking on the nipple. What happened
next
nearly blew me away.
With the very first suck, I started tasting her own white milky liquid!
This gal was nursing, I realized, and I was getting the benefit! Milk
from
the nicest tits I had ever seen.
And all for just $5!
The milk did it for me. I started shooting enormous wads onto the
carpet, an especially amazing feat considering I had come only about 20
minutes earlier on the five-dollar bill.
Seeing my jizz sent the maid to O-land, and with a deep sigh she
shuddered and started looking into my eyes and saying something in a
language I couldnt identify.
My cock had softened by was still bloated a bit and had droplets of
cum
hanging down.
"I clean you," she said, and dropped to her knees. I expected her to
use
a rag to wipe off my dick, but instead she opened her tiny mouth as
wide
as she could and started sucking me. I could feel her cleaning off the
droplets with her tongue deep inside her cheeks. I looked down and saw
a
few spots of white milk on her nipples. That sight, plus her sucking
action, got me hard again, and the instant it happened she looked up
and
her eyes brightened.
She grabbed the shaft of my cock and squeezed, taking the dick out
for
a second. "I will get more out now," she said.
"No more left, sugar," I said. "Sorry."
"Yes," she said, "Many more. Watch."
She pulled my pants down to the floor and started a combination of
sucking and squeezing that I had never felt before. Then, without
warning,
she wet her middle finger, thrust her right hand behind me and found my
asshole. In a second, she had found her mark. The blowjob plus the
handjob
plus the surprise prostate massage must have unearthed a load of cum
that
I hadnt known about. It spurted out in huge lumps, shooting deep into
her
mouth. She gurgled as she swallowed it, and continued to suck my head
until every drop was consumed.
I didnt know what to do. My "practical joke" had turned into the
best
quickie of my life. I wanted to throw her onto the bed and fuck her
brains
out. And I wondered what other little tricks she could teach me.
But I was truly spermed out now, and I could tell by how she was
looking at the door that she was worried about getting caught.
I pulled up my pants. She buttoned her uniform, lowered her skirt
and
we parted without saying a word.
Incidentally, Ive been back to that motel a few times since but have
never seen her again. And Ive tried the $5 bill trick in a couple of
other places, but with no luck.
But I digress. I was telling you about the videotaping Marie and I
had
done over the past 15 years.
And I promise to do just that. I will tell you how we started, the
things we taped, and how we have improved our skills until they have
become the envy of all of our voyeurism pals. We have captured things
and people on tape that no one else in the world has been able to do.
And thanks to the technique we developed last year, our tape library
has
grown to the level that it will probably support us for the rest of our
lives.
In fact, Marie and I plan to retire next year, when I am 30 and she
is
28. We plan to do that by selling the rights to our tapes to a major
distributor of pornography in Europe.
And you will learn about all of that but it will have to wait until
next time.
I got off track with my story about the maid, and for that I apologize.
But believe me, what I tell you next will be worth waiting for.
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