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Linda switched on the ‘No Vacancy’ sign and made her way up to her room. Her little guest house was full – her four guests, welcomed and fed, had retired to their own rooms for the night. It had been a long day! Linda got undressed and was just about to drop her bra and panties into her laundry basket when she noticed it had been moved. She looked inside. There had definitely been more underwear in it that morning! She tutted to herself as she rummaged through. She reckoned the last three days’ of worn panties were missing.
She knew exactly what had happened. She slipped on her night robe, left her room, climbed down the stairs to the first-floor and listened at the door of Room 4. It had been taken by a builder called Matt, a tall, broad-shouldered young man who, Linda remembered, had been unable to keep his eyes off her breasts when he had checked in. As she listened, she could hear a regular rubbing, squelching sound coming from inside the room. She quietly turned the handle, pushed the door ajar and looked in. There, standing in front of the mirror was Matt, completely naked, legs apart, knees slightly bent, hips thrust forward, with his big hard cock in one hand and Linda’s purple lacy panties in the other. He was holding them up to his nose, sniffing away heavily at her dirty crotch as he wanked his cock furiously.
Linda stood there silently, for a minute. She did like to see a man masturbating. It was so, so rude! Then she gave a little cough and slipped into the room. Matt nearly had a heart attack and scrambled to cover himself up.
“Now don’t worry about that, love!” said Linda, sympathetically. “You carry on. It’s not as if I haven’t seen such a thing before!” And she sat on the edge of the bed to watch.
Matt soon got over his shock and came over and stood there in front of Linda waving his cock in her face.
“Go on then, sweetheart!” she cooed, “give that lovely cock of yours a good rub!” and she stared at his shining purple helmet, all swollen and stretched, as his hand flew backwards and forwards in a blur. She undid the front of her robe and pulled it open. Matt gasped and groaned as he stared at her big tits and wanked away even faster. Then, suddenly it happened.
“Hoho!” exclaimed Linda in delight as Matt cried out and shot his cum all over her tits. “Yes, that’s it, love. Beautiful!” Linda watched intently as Matt, ankara eve gelen escort sighing in relief, squeezed the last of the cum out onto the tip of his cock and shook it off so that a drop hit Linda on the nose. “That bit’s for free, eh?!” she giggled, pulling her robe across her wet, sticky tits. She quietly took her dirty panties from Matt, tucked them up her sleeve, blew him a kiss and left. “Well,” she said to herself, “that’s one pair of panties accounted for!”
She moved on down the corridor to Room 3. Room 3 had been taken by an older man, another contractor, a plumber called Dave.
“Aye-aye!” said Linda to herself as she listened at the door, for the same rhythmic sounds were coming from inside. She pushed the door ajar and peaked in. Dave was kneeling, naked on the bed on all fours with Linda’s lacy red panties – the ones she liked to wear to parties – wrapped around his big cock. Linda sighed. Dave had a nice bare bum and she loved the way that, below it, she could see, his hairy balls dancing up and down between his thighs as he wanked away.
Dave literally fell off the bed when Linda walked in, desperate to hide himself, but he soon found his courage again when Linda asked him to show her his glorious cock, up close.
“Hmm,” muttered Linda, looking down at his prancing hard-on and smiling. “It would be a shame not to put that to good use!” And before you knew it she was lying back on the bed, with her ankles locked round Dave’s back as he rammed his lovely big fat cock in and out of her pussy. As he sucked away on her big tits he didn’t seem to notice Matt’s slippery cum everywhere.
Between thrusts, Linda gasped out, “Go on, love, have a good sniff of my dirty panties! See what my sopping cunt smells like while you’re fucking it!”
This was just about too much for Dave, and within moments he was moaning and bucking away as he pushed his cock right in and tried to cum as deep inside her as he could. He collapsed sideways and as he lay there panting away ecstatically, Linda quietly picked up her panties, flashed a smile at him and slipped back out of the room. That was two pairs recovered, now for the third.
Down the corridor, at the door of Room 2, Linda could hear another noise alongside quiet squelching: the low strains of funky 1970s music. She stood there listening, feeling gaziosmanpaşa escort Matt’s spunk dribbling down over her tummy and Dave’s cum slowly oozing out of her wet pussy. Linda opened the door a crack and peaked in. And there was her guest, a glazier by the name of Bill, kneeling in front of the TV watching a porn film. He was naked except for one of Linda’s skimpy little thongs. He had his big swollen cock in one hand and with the other, he was pulling Linda’s thong hard up his arse. Linda went in and, as Bill swore loudly, pulled off the thong and darted into the bathroom, she looked and saw that the porn scene was of a man pummelling a young woman’s arse as hard as he could. She picked up her panties, stretched out the thong and ran it under her nose. “Very nice!” she breathed heavily to herself as she took in the warm, earthy smell of Bill’s arse.
She went into the bathroom, wrapped her thong around Bill’s throbbing dick and lead him back out into the room. She climbed up onto the bed, knelt on all fours facing the TV and stuck her bum in the air.
“Come on Bill, you dirty wanker!” she cried. “Do me up the arse as hard as you can, just like he’s doing that girl!”
The mattress heaved up and down as Bill climbed into position behind her. She felt him guide his swollen helmet towards her arsehole. He pushed against her, there was a brief pause and then she gave a great gasp as her arsehole opened up and in he slid. They both knelt there, heaving, gasping and thrusting away in time with the couple on the TV.
“Go on! Harder! Harder!” cried Linda “Fuck my arse! Stretch me open, you dirty fucking panty-wanker!” And as she held her panties against her nose and sniffed away at the musty smell of Dave’s arse, she clamped her arse muscles around his throbbing cock as hard as she could. Just as the TV couple were both starting to cum, Dave let out a bellow like a bull and Linda felt his warm cum spurt deep into her arse. As Dave fell backwards, sweating and grinning and shuddering in satisfaction, Linda picked up her panties, slid off the bed, gave him a smiling nod and left the room.
“There,” she said to herself. “That’s three pairs of dirty panties recovered!” Three builders, three pairs of dirty panties and three lovely cocks!”
She was about to return to her room when a thought suddenly struck gölbaşı escort her. Room 1, the next one down the corridor was occupied by a young woman – a sales rep called Janet. Perhaps she had better warn her to keep her panties under lock and key in case they were to fall into the hands of the panty-pervert builders.
She stood outside her door and paused. She pulled her robe tightly around her. She could feel Matt’s cum had now run down and soaked into her hairy bush. Dave’s wet cum was now trickling down her thighs and Bill’s spunk was already seeping out of her aching and stretched arsehole and squelching between her bum cheeks. Without knocking, she eased the door open and looked in. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head. Janet was lying back on the bed, completely naked, thighs spread wide, pushing her fingers in and out of her sopping pussy and, in her mouth, what did Linda see but yet another pair of her very own dirty panties. Janet’s eyes were closed and she was munching away, sucking the tangy flavour of Linda’s pussy juice out of the sodden gusset!
As soon as she saw Linda she spluttered in embarrassment, grabbed a pillow and pulled it in front of her to cover up. Linda, though, knew exactly how to handle the situation. She sat on the edge of the bed and took Janet by the hand.
“If you like the taste of my pussy,” she said, “would you like to try the real thing?” And, within a minute, there Linda was, spread comfortably back on the bed, knees drawn up to her wobbling breasts, staring down at Janet’s lovely face between her white thighs as the younger woman probed her pussy with her tongue. She rubbed her nose in Linda’s bush, still sticky with Matt’s spunk, and she licked all of Dave’s cum out of Linda’s cunt. Then Linda put her hands behind her knees, hauled her legs up and rocked her pelvis up off the bed so Janet could push her face into hers sopping arse crack. Linda lifted her head off the bead and craned it forward to watch as Janet, her smiling eyes locked on hers, slobbered away and slid her face up and down and from side to side in Bill’s slippery cum.
She couldn’t believe she was seeing a beautiful woman twenty years younger than her slurping and sucking a man’s cum from her arse. She had liked watching the three builders wanking, had enjoyed her fuck and really loved being buggered up the arse. But somehow, as her chest heaved up and down and Janet’s expert tongue brought her closer and closer to what she desperately desired – what the three builder’s stiff cocks had failed to give her – Linda knew there was no feeling in the world like having another woman’s tongue stuck in your lovely cum-soaked aching arsehole!
The End
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