1. BLITHE


    Date: 10/4/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male / Females, Romance, Author: Gentalman, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

    room though, because nobody was answering. So, no answering questions I might not have answers to. No watching somebody size me up and think they got me figured out. And best of all, no coming back later to have another awkward conversation with people I don’t know. I grabbed the room keys off of my cart and opened the door. I’d learned to work my way to the floor, so the first thing I’d tackle were the night and television stands. I stopped when I saw it, wondering why somebody would be so neat and efficient. Clothes lay out across the bed in an orderly fashion. I just knew they’d expect me to wash them. Dad always wanted to offer the guests all the amenities we could and I’ve had to do it before. They could have at least put them in a bag or something to keep me from having to touch them. You can’t change a bed with them on it, so I emptied a pillow case and started putting them in it. Pinching each with my fingers, I’d lift them up and let them drop. The panties, spread out, gave me some pause; but I pinched the dainty fabric between two fingers and lifted them up. You know how vampires crave blood? Well, I was at an age that all I craved was sex. I don’t know why either. But just getting near an object that was in close proximity to what I craved made me excited. I even wondered why that would be as well. All I could think was, “That’s one lucky piece of cloth.” A high-pitched yelp from behind me made me toss them up in the air. I spun around and found one frightened ...
    woman grabbing boobs and pubic hair. A towel wrapped around wet hair was the only thing that covered her. My mouth dropped open as I stared at her struggle of covering more flesh than she had hands. “What are you doing in my room!” she demanded, snatching up the bed sheets to cover up in. I spun back away from her and explained, “I’m here to clean your room.” and shook my head, “Nobody answered the door.” “You were stealing my clothes!” she accused. Now I’m a lot of things; lazy, disobedient at times, and even obnoxious. But I sure wasn’t a thief. “Were not; I thought you wanted them washed.” I snapped, crossing my arms in front of me. “I was putting them in a pillow case to take to the laundry.” and nodded at the makeshift bag on the bed. “You were sniffing my panties.” she huffed. I freaked out at that. If my dad ever heard of such craziness, he would take her side along with my backside. Naked or not, I was going to face my accuser whether she liked it or not. I spun around and seethed, “That’s a lie!” I caught her unexpected, and she fought the bed sheets to cover up bare skin. But I didn’t care about her bug eyes and bare butt. She’d accused me of something awful. “And you’re sick for even thinking I would!” I added. She glanced at my cart and back at me, “You’re right, I shouldn’t have said that.” Relenting, she said, “Can you at least keep quiet about this?” and explained, “I don’t want anyone to know you saw me naked.” I had thought; ‘That would be silly.’ and said, “They ...
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