Zimmermädchen im Hotel gefickt

Title: “A Tale of Lust and Service in the Hotel Room”

In the lavish halls of the exclusive Grand Regency Hotel, a mischievous guest had his eyes set on an alluring member of the maid staff. Sebastian, a wealthy young bachelor, had checked in for an extended stay and immediately noticed celestial beauty bars beyond any he had encountered at other luxurious establishments. But one in particular, a stunning creature with flowing red hair and piercing green eyes, caught his attention like a moth to a flame.

Her name was Pippa, an Irish lass with a body like Botticelli’s Venus. Her petite frame carried generous curves in all the right places, perfectly accentuated by the traditional French maid uniform she wore. The short, black pencil skirt hugged her tight derriere, while the white apron teased Sebastian’s imagination of what lay beneath. Her progress down the hall triggered memories of a schoolboy sneaking glances at the girl he had a crush on.

One afternoon, as Pippa diligently dusted the art deco furniture in Sebastian’s double suites, he sauntered out of the bathroom, wearing nothing but a white towel draped loosely around his waist. Catching Pippa unaware, Sebastian watched her eyes grow wide as they traced theographical lines of his chest down to the prominent bulge straining against the modest towel.

“Uh, hello… I wasn’t expecting you, Mr…” Pippa stuttered, blushing profusely as she set down her cleaning supplies. “I’ll come back later,” she said, turning to leave the room. But Sebastian blocked her path.

“Please don’t go,” he pleaded, his eyes roaming over her body like a predator stalking its prey. “I’ve been watching you, little crush. The way you bend over, spreading your legs… it’s exquisite.”

Pippa gasped, both appalled and aroused by his bold advances. “I couldn’t possibly…” she mumbled, trying to maintain her composure as she backed away from his predatory gaze.

Sebastian dropped the towel, allowing his rock-hard erection to spring free. “Just one little taste,” he begged, stroking along the length of his cock. With a wicked grin, he approached Pippa, his mouth hovering dangerously close to her ear.

“Let me show you my appreciation for keeping my room spotless.” He trailed a finger along her collarbone. “Pippa, my sweet swan, let me rip off your wings and make you mine.”

Pippa’s heart raced as she felt his breath on her neck, her pulse quickening and thighs trembling. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, steadying herself against him. When she opened them again, they were filled with a newfound boldness.

“Very well, Mr. Sebastian,” she breathed. “But only because you’ve been such an exemplary guest.”

Sebastian let out a wolfish grin. “That’s what I like to hear,” he growled, reaching for her. In one swift motion, he ripped off her blouse, exposing the creamy mounds of her breasts cupped by a lacy white bra.

Pippa gasped, her nipples hardening under his heated gaze. She reached behind her, unfastening the clasp of her bra and allowing her breasts to spill free. Sebastian groaned, eager to taste her perfect mounds. He leaned forward, capturing one hardened nub between his lips. His tongue swirled around the sensitive bud, eliciting a soft moan from Pippa. Her fingers threaded through his hair, pulling him closer as he continued his assault on her breasts.

“That’s it, naughty maid,” Sebastian purred, his hand trailing lower, caressing her inner thigh. “I want to plunge deep inside your secret chambers and claim you as my own.”

Pippa whimpered, her hips bucking against him as he rubbed her through her skirt. The fabric grew damp with her arousal, and Sebastian couldn’t wait any longer. He ripped off her skirt and panties in one swift motion, leaving Pippa bare before him. His cock throbbed at the sight of her glistening pink folds.

“I need you now,” he growled, lifting her petite frame and pinning her against the wall. With one swift thrust, he buried himself deep inside her tight heat. Pippa cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders as he pumped in and out, stretching her against the cool marble surface.

“Yes, yes, yessss,” Pippa chanted, her head thrown back in ecstasy. “Fuck me harder, you big beast.”

Sebastian obliged, pummeling into her faster and harder, the sounds of wet flesh slapping against flesh echoing through the room. His cock swelled even larger as he spurted hot jets of cum deep inside her eager womb. Pippa allowed her body to go limp, leaning against Sebastian’s broad chest for support.

“In the future, Mr. Sebastian, I must insist that you engage me for additional duties,” Pippa purred, disentangling herself from his embrace and picking up her discarded clothes. “Don’t try to sneak a peek.”

With a wink, she sashayed towards the door, leaving Sebastian to nurse his raging erection. He knew it wouldn’t be the last time he sampled the exquisite wares of the Grand Regency Hotel’s maid service.

As Pippa continues her daily rounds, she couldn’t help but giggle at the memory of their encounter. The mischievous twinkle in her eye promised that there would be many more adventures in the sprawling halls of the hotel.

She continued satisfied to her next task, only to find it strange her legs were shaky as she walked along the carpeted halls… The maid’s next encounter would change her life at the Regency Hotel and beyond forever. As she returned to her duties, she wondered what the future held, and how many other guests would discover that the maid service also catered to more “selective” needs. Only time would tell