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Subject: {ASSM} Story  Room Service
Date: Mon,  5 Nov 2001 00:10:11 -0500
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                                Room Service

"Certainly, I'll be there in a few minute."  Said Nancy

I called one of the bellhops and asked him to watch the desk while I went up to
assist one of the guests. I boarded the elevator, got off on the third floor,
and headed toward room 306. When I tapped lightly on the door, the sultry voice
responded.

"Who, is it?"
"Nancy, the desk clerk.  You called about having trouble with the television
set."
"Yes come on in.  The Door is unlocked."

When I entered, an odd, yet sensual aroma, the blonde was dressed in a slinky
nightgown, which left little to the imagination, and was lying on the bed,
leaning against the headboard.  I could hardly take my eyes of her, but finally
broke the trance and moved toward the tv stand.

"What seems to be the trouble?" I asked, rather unsteadily.  That aroma seemed
to be entering my brain, muddling my thoughts.  I even imagined my speed was
blurred.

"I Don't know," she said, in a voice that made me glance briefly in her
direction.

She was looking straight into my eyes, a look on her face which I couldn't
interpret, and it was all I could do to remember why I was even in her room.

"I tried to turn it on,"  she continued, "but nothing happened."

Almost against my will, I approached the television set and saw right away that
it was unplugged.  The maids always did that when they cleaned the rooms. 
There was a large sign over the tv reminding occupants to plug the set into the
wall before turning it on.

I bent down and plugged in the unit.  Then I moved to the front, without
looking at the girl, and turned it on.  Immediately, a small white dot
appeared, followed shortly by a full picture I adjusted the set and turned to
the girl.

"Is that all that was wrong?  Just unplugged?"  She asked.  "Oh, well, I never
was very mechanical."  A slight chuckle came from her luscious throat.  Then I
noticed it.

There, on the night stand beside her bed,  I was small container of incense
burning.  That was the aroma that was making me so giddy that it was hard to
concentrate.

"Well, it should be all right now.  Is there anything else you need while I'm
here?" For some unexplainable reason, I was standing still, not moving toward
the door.

"No, I don't think so,"  she replied, her eyes never leaving mine.  "But, if
you'd like, you can come over and sit on the bed with me.  We could talk.  Do
you have to go back to the desk right away?"

"No. Non.  It...it's a slow night.  The bellhop can handle anything that comes
up. And he knows where I am."  What am I saying?  What am I doing? Chris, get
out of here, get back to work!

My name is Doris. Dome on over. Sit down."  Doris patted the bed and shifted,
giving me room to sit.

As if in a trance, I walked to the bed.  I seemed to have no resistance, no
ability to walk away.  Now, closer to the bed.  I was also inhaling more of the
incense.  My brain began reeling faster, yet I was steady, and did not feel
like I was going to fall.  Only my mind had lost all reason.  I sat on the bed
and looked into Doris eyes.

"You're a very beautiful woman, Nancy,"  the blonde spoke, as she ran her
fingers lightly along my bare arm  "But, of course, you've been told that many
times, I'm sure."

Her hand made shivers run through my body, but I was unable to move from the
bed or push her away.  Still, I had no idea what she was thinking.  It would
soon become very clear, however.

"You're not a virgin, are you, Nancy.?"

"Wh...what?"  The incense.  That damn incense.

"You've slept with a man before, haven't you?"

"Yes...yes."  What was I answering this woman's question?

"Did you like it?"

"Yes,." My answers were getting clearer now, bolder, and there was nothing I
could do about it.  I was under her spell.

"How many men have you had, since you lost your cherry?  More than one?  A
dozen? More?"

Doris's eyes seemed to get brighter the more she talked.  I just couldn't
understand what she was up to.

Almost without hesitation. I replied, "A lot. I don't know really know how
many."

"Have you ever made love to another woman?"
There it is! That's what this whole thing is about! Doris is a lesbian!

"Don't knock it, Nancy, until you've tried it."
Her eyes seemed to be spitting green fire.  She moved her hand to my blouse and
gently, yet firmly, brushed across my breasts.  I noticed that was breathing
heavier, but still did not push her away.

"Stand up, Nancy."
"What..."
Doris was behind Nancy pull zipper down and let the dress fall on the floor,
and continued to remove my  bra and panties.  Then stood nude while Doris look
at her.

"God, you have a beautiful body."  Doris said, her voice coming in short gasps.
She turned to get off the bed and I saw that she had nothing on under the gown.
 The pinkness of her erect nipples was like a beacon, and the soft mound of
hair between her legs glistened from the light.

Doris stood in front of me and ran her fingers over my body.  She lightly
touched the nipples of my breast and then moved to the hair between my legs.  I
just stood there, erect, not repelling her advances whatsoever.  But I could
feel the heat inside my beginning to rise.

She bent over and took one of my nipples in her mouth and sucked.  I tilted my
head back and closed my eyes.  My nipples were the most vulnerable spot on me,
and it wasn't long before my body began to move.  I put my hand on her head,
then she give a flight grin on her face, as she looked at me.

"Do you want me to stop, Nancy?"

"No, no.  Please, don't."  What was I saying?  I like my sex the normal way,
with a man, not with another woman.  Yet, here I was, begging for her to
continue.  That damn incense.  It must be that incense.


Doris led me to the bed and, when I was on my back, she bent over and kissed me
on the lips. It was a hot. Moist kiss, no tongue play, but one that stirred my
innermost emotions.  I put my arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer to
me.  Her hand was roaming my body, creating sparks everywhere it touched.  I
heard a low moan escape from my throat as Doris kissed my breasts and moved
down my stomach to my crotch.

Suddenly, Doris removed her finger and jumped off the bed.  Without uttering a
word, she went to her suitcase and took out an odd-looking object, odd until I
got a closer look.

It was shaped like a penis and had a belt running through the base of it. 
Doris put it around her hip and, if I hadn't been so hot. I would have laughed.
 Have you ever seen a woman standing in the middle of a room, with two large
boobs staring at you, and an erect penis standing out between her legs?

"What is that?"  I asked, stunned at what I saw
"Feel it,"  She said, as she stood by the bed.

It was large, huge in fact, bigger that any prick I had ever seen.  But it felt
smooth, just like a man's penis, and even had the large vein underneath.  It
was shaped so the skin was pulled back, and had a large, inviting head proudly
aiming straight ahead.

"Ever had one that big in you before?"
"No," I replied, without taking my eyes off that huge rod.

"Well, you will now. I'm going to fuck you just like a man would do."

Before I could say anything Doris  was on top of me and had the prick at my
opening.

"Spread your legs. You're wet down there, so this won't hurt at all. In fact, I
believe you'll like it."

I did as instructed. I felt the hard pole penetrated my cunt and slowly slide
up the recesses of my box. It did feel good.  God, did it feel good.

I lifted my hips to allow deeper penetration and when Doris had shoved it as
far as it would go, I humped several times against it.

"How does that feel?" she asked.

"Good. Good. Fuck me, Doris, fuck me. Hard."

She took me at my word and slammed against me as hard and as deep as she could.
 It thought my insiders were going to come apart, but I kept asking for more.

Doris's large, beautiful melons were dangling in my face. I grabbed one in each
hand and roughly rubbed them, biting at the nipples, and sucking as hard as I
could.

"Are you ready to come? Doris asked, as she pounded into me with the artificial
cock.

"Yes. Yes." I gasped as the pole plowed deeper and deeper into me.  I could
hardly stand it  and when I did open the gates to my fluid, it seemed it come
out like a tidal wave. I wrapped my legs around Doris and pushed as hard as I
could against her, savoring every drop of juice that I release.

When I had no more to empty out, I fell back of the bed, rubbing my stomach, my
insides aching where she had rammed the rod so hard.  But I felt good inside,
too.

Although I had stopped coming, Doris continued fucking me for a few more
minute. Then she quit.  She got off the bed, went to the bathroom, and I hard
water running. 

I never saw Doris again. I wasn't working when she checked out the following
morning.  But I'll never forget her. She put me through an orgy the likes of
which I have never experienced since .

The End

There plenty More story to come

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