My Wife The Maid

Part 21

Serving The Hotel Guests

Room 351, Mr. & Mrs Hunter.

Oh, a couple I thought slightly surprised, but opened my door, heading out to the lift to begin my first day officially as a hotel whore maid.

As I reached the lift, 3 couples were standing waiting. They all turned to look at me, the men’s eyes opening wide, staring at my nipples poking through the fine, sheer material of the dress.

I could hear one of the women whisper the word slut to another, who just nodded her head.

The third woman seemed as mesmerised by my dress as the men were, as she stared intently at my whole body.

The lift arrived, and we all got in. They pressed the button for the 4th floor, so I asked the man nearest the buttons, “Could you press the 3rd floor for me, please? I have rooms to service there, thank you”, smirking to myself, seeing looks of disgust from the 2 women who called me a slut previously.

He was with the woman who still kept looking at me and joked with me, “Maybe you could come service our room later”, giving a slight laugh, the woman blushing, holding his arm tightly. The other two women looked at her in disgust at her comment.

The lift stopped, and as the doors opened. As I passed that couple. I gave the woman a mischievous grin and whispered in her ear, “Go to reception and ask for Tom, tell him you need the maid's special services.” I then left the lift and headed along the corridor towards room 351.

As I reached the door, I knocked, shouting, “Room service.” As there was no reply, I placed my card in the lock and opened the door.

I was surprised by what I saw.

Laid out, naked and cuffed, spread-eagled on the bed, was a woman. I presumed it was Mrs Hunter. She was blindfolded.

A man was sitting in a chair, also naked.

Seeing me, he stood up, “You must be Evelyn”, he said.

He pointed to the woman on the bed, “This is my wife, Karen, you are to pleasure her and use her anyway you wish. I'm told you are such a dirty whore. Are you?”

“Sir has been training me to be his obedient dirty little whore, and I'm sure you will be pleased how well he has trained me so far, Mr Hunter”, I said confidently, even surprising myself.

“Good, I'm glad to know that Evelyn”, he smiled at me now.

Whilst I always tingled every time I was called slut or whore, my body seemed to quiver more when my name was used, knowing that they all knew who I was.

Mr Hunter then spoke again, “You can use anything on the table on her, Evelyn.”

I looked over at the table, and there were an assortment of dildos, vibrators, and a strap-on harness.

“Thank you, Mr Hunter”, I said.

This was new to me. I was the one to use another woman, rather than be used myself.

I then climbed onto the bed and began by kissing Karen on the mouth. I could feel her lips respond to my kisses as our tongues entwined. My hands ran over her upper body, gently squeezing and kneading her heavy breasts as we kissed.

Mr Hunter had sat back down on the chair now, just watching us.

Karen’s nipples began to harden as I began kissing and nibbling at her neck (knowing this drove me crazy when done to me). This seemed to have the same effect on Karen as she began squirming and moaning loudly.

I then let my lips trace down from her neck towards her breasts, which I sucked and then bit on the flesh of her full breasts, leaving little red marks all over them.

As I looked over towards Mr Hunter, I could see he was stroking his cock as he watched me with his wife.

I quickly sank my red lipstick lips over Karen’s hard, erect nipples, sucking each one in turn. I then clamped my teeth around the nipple, pulling it out away from her breast, making Karen squeal out in pain.

“Oh fuck, you definitely are a nasty whore, Evelyn “, Mr Hunter said, laughing.

Now I let my fingers travel down over her stomach, finally finding her clit, which I pinched between my finger and thumb, before beginning to rub her clit with my fingers, and pinching it tightly again. The sounds coming from Karen are now a mixture of both pain and pleasure.

This did feel so strange, as until now, it had always been me who had pain inflicted upon my body.

I slipped my finger inside Karen’s pussy, finding that she was soaking wet.

I got up off the bed, picking up the double-ended dildo from the table. As I returned to the bed, I slid one end in Karen’s pussy, pushing it in deep, before slipping the other end in my own wet cunt.

I slowly began to grind my cunt on the dildo, feeling it push deeper and deeper each time in both our cunts until my pussy lips touched against Karen's.

I began to push my cunt back and forth on the dildo, grinding myself against Karen’s cunt lips each time, making us both moan out with pleasure with each thrust.

We were both soon flowing with juices and screaming out as both had huge orgasms, making our bodies shake.

Mr Hunter walked over to the bed, removing the blindfold from his wife’s eyes and kissing her. He then undid her cuffs as we both then freed ourselves from the double-ended dildo.

“Evelyn definitely is a good little whore, isn't she, Karen darling.”

“Oh god, honey, she's amazing, I've not cum like that for so long”, Karen said with a smile.

“I think we should use the whore now, honey, whilst we have the chance”, Mr Hunter said to his wife.

“Go put the strap on around your waist with the largest cock, Karen”, he ordered her.

“Evelyn lay down over the bed with your legs over the side”, he now ordered me.

I did as ordered, with my ass now on the edge of the bed.

Karen came back wearing the strap-on with a cock attached, which looked about 10" and thick.

She got between my legs and rubbed the tip of the cock over my wet cunt lips, coating it in my juices.

Then, gently, she slowly pushed the head against my pussy lips, and I then felt my cunt opening and being royally stretched as the cock entered me.

“OH Fuck, Jesus god”, I moaned loudly as Karen pushed the head deeper in my cunt now.

“Fucking hell, she's going to take it all, honey”, Mr Hunter said in surprise to his wife.

“Fuck the dirty whore, and don't show her any mercy, Karen”, he then told her.

Karen began to pump that cock in and out of my now ravaged cunt, stretching me as wide as it had ever been so far with the huge strap-on cock.

I was cumming, squirting my juices all around the cock.

Karen stopped with the cock embedded deep in my cunt, leaning down over me as she spread her legs wider.

Her husband then slid his hard cock in his wife’s pussy and began fucking her, pushing the strap on cock inside me again as he did.

Karen found his rhythm and pulled up at the same time he did, plunging the cock back in my cunt in tandem with his thrusts in her pussy.

I knew neither of us, especially me, was going to last long with this going on, and I was correct, as I was the first to cum.

My whole body was shaking with the force of the orgasm flowing through my body. My words were incoherent as I screamed and moaned so loudly.

It was only a matter of time before I heard Mr Hunter moan out, “Oh fuck I'm cumming, honey”, as I felt them both shudder above me and both cum together as he filled his wife with his cum.

Once we all managed come down from the highs of our orgasms, Karen slipped out of my cunt, leaving it feeling like a gaping, huge hole.

They both thanked me, both kissing me passionately.

I was still a bit unsteady on my feet from the fucking I'd just taken, as I left their room and headed back to the lift, my hand on the wall to steady me as I walked.

I looked dishevelled, and anyone could tell, I'm sure that I'd just been fucked.

The lift stopped on my floor, and as the doors opened, it was occupied. I stepped in.

I then realised that it was the same young couple from previously, the one woman in the group who hadn't been derogatory to me.

Again, they both just stared at me, now a dishevelled mess though.

It was the young woman who spoke, “I’m sorry about our friends earlier, they are both just such prudes.”

I smiled back at her, “Ohh that's okay, no need to apologise for them, they were only saying what they saw, and yes I am a slut, I know that and I'm proud that I am now. My Sir has taught me to embrace what and who I am.”

I saw her biting her bottom lip as she replied, “I wish I had your confidence to embrace my slut side more.” Her face reddens as she looks at, who I assume is, her husband, as I notice she's wearing a wedding ring. He looks at her, his jaw open, as it is obvious she's never discussed these thoughts with him. Well, not until now.

“Well, you are young, and with support from your husband, I'm sure you could be whoever you wish”, I told her.

She smiled at me before asking, “Would you like to join us for a drink?”

Replying, I said, “I’d have loved to, but I need to clean up, and then I have other rooms that need Service before I finish work at 8 pm tonight.”

“Well, if you're free when you finish work, you can come to our room for a drink if you wish. I’d love to talk more,” the woman said.

“I can't promise, as things may change through the day, but if I'm free, I’d love to," as I then look at the husband,  “If that's okay with you too?”

“Oh god, yes," is all he managed say.

“I’m Evelyn”, I said to her, “And I definitely will try join you for a drink after I finish work at 8 pm. What’s your room Number?”

She gave a smile now, “Room 444, I’m Susan, and this is my husband Derek. Hope to see you later then.”

As the lift stopped, I leaned in and gave Susan a soft kiss on the lips, which I'm sure surprised Derek.

I then left the lift to head back to room 110 to freshen up before heading to my next room. They didn't leave the lift but pressed the 4th floor button, obviously deciding to return to their room.

Giggling to myself, I thought I knew why.