Hotel Memories 6

The recollections I wrote down recently have also stirred up my desires. Every time I write a recollection, my lower body gets hard, and I have to masturbate afterward. I've also contacted some girls I could reach. P, from "Hotel Memories 5," is divorced and lives with her sister and brother-in-law. We met up for dinner after get off work the day before yesterday, Friday. Her personality has changed drastically since the divorce, and we had sex in a car that night before going home separately. Before her marriage, P only slept with me and her husband. Her sister is the same height as her, 1.7 meters, but she's slimmer and prettier. She married a small real estate tycoon who also lives a life of debauchery. P's sister just supports her financially and doesn't really care. Last year, after P's divorce, she moved to her sister's house. One time, she came home half-drunk, and only her brother-in-law was home. She was raped by her brother-in-law. P was unwilling but had a desire for men, so she didn't resist after being penetrated. Now P has a new boyfriend, and her brother-in-law also frequently uses her. P's account of the incident aroused my memories of rape.

Many of the women I've slept with were half-willing, some resisted, so it's hard to define which was rape or assault. I'll write it down for everyone to judge.

Three stand out in my memory.

The first time, a recent college graduate joined the hotel as a receptionist. Hotel staff generally aren't highly educated; my college degree was considered high. This girl was the pure and voluptuous type; let's call her L.
L had watched TV dramas and was particularly drawn to working in a hotel (this type of girl is actually quite common; I've seen seven young, beautiful college graduates come to my hotel because they wanted to work in a hotel, and I didn't hold back—I slept with them all. Of course, there was one very aloof girl whom I drunkenly took advantage of, but I'll tell you about that later). L had a large bust, an oval face, short hair, and a cute, sweet face. She was probably only about 1.6 meters tall.
After working there for a while, L often chatted with me. She said I was like the male lead in the TV drama "Five-Star Hotel"—sunny, handsome, and promising. I often tried to chat with her, but she was the pure type, and whenever the topic turned to sex, she would blush and say, "Manager, you're a pervert." Later, she blushed and told me that the previous night her university professor brought a female student to a hotel. The three of them knew each other, and it was very awkward. She said she never expected that her professor, with whom she had always been close, was also a pervert. I laughed and said, "He's so nice to you, of course he wants you to offer yourself to him. How can you not understand?"
L said, "I have a boyfriend. This kind of thing can only be done with my boyfriend."
I said, "Do you think it's enjoyment or obligation?"
She said, "Of course it's Yiwu. This kind of thing is only comfortable for men. No one feels as comfortable as a woman .

" I instantly understood. L was the kind of girl who was very emotional and infatuated, but she had never experienced the pleasure of sex. So, whenever sex was mentioned, she would turn away.

Later, during a hotel costume change, the supplier provided three sets of samples, all in size 160. I asked L to try them on. L said she was under 160cm. The supplier said, "You have a larger bust, so size 160 will fit you perfectly." I blushed as I spoke.

During the makeup trial, I took a dressing room for her to change. The supplier and I were also there. The supplier was a woman around 40 years old, dressed very elegantly. When L came out of the restroom after changing into her first outfit, she was wearing flat shoes and no stockings. The supplier (let's call her Sister Lin from now on) said that high heels and stockings would look better. L said she wasn't wearing high heels and that her stockings had just been torn. Sister Lin said she had some in her car and went downstairs to get them. There were three pairs of high heels, each at least 12cm, and high stockings, the non-pantyhose kind, in black and nude. I said... "Sister Lin, the hotel doesn't allow black stockings." Sister Lin smiled and said, "Okay, you're the leader, I'll listen to you."
She changed into three outfits in succession. After each outfit, Sister Lin took photos and praised the workmanship and fabric, saying, "The girls at your hotel's flagship store are so beautiful."
Only after changing into the last outfit did I say, "Personally, I think the first one is the best, but the general manager and the group leaders aren't here. I can't make a decision on my own. You should show the leaders the real photos and videos, and then we'll decide."
Sister Lin said, "Leader, you have excellent taste. Go change into the first outfit and let your leaders see it again."
L went to the bathroom again. Sister Lin packed up two other pairs of shoes and stockings of different sizes, saying she was about to leave. I said, "The girl is still wearing the shoes; we can take them with us when she changes." Sister Lin said, "It's no trouble to give her a pair of shoes." Then she left.
When L came out wearing the first uniform, stockings, and 12cm high heels, she asked, "Where's Sister Lin?" I said, "She's gone." She said, "Where are the shoes? I haven't returned them to her yet." I joked, "If someone doesn't want the shoes you've worn, are you going to let them take them home as a keepsake?"
L said, "Wearing such high heels is uncomfortable."
I said, "Then you can take them home as a keepsake."
L playfully said, "Manager, how about I let you keep them
?" My lower body immediately got hard. I said, "You want me to keep your high heels?" Is there some story between us that you want to keep as a memento?
L didn't say anything. I stood up and walked over. L saw my erection and said, "Manager, what are you doing?" I turned and ran towards the door. I had planned to take it slow, but she reacted so strongly. If she really ran out, people would think I was harassing her. Without hesitation, I chased after her and pinned her against the wall near the door. She tried to break free, and I said, "L, what are you doing?" She retorted, "What are you doing, Manager? What are you doing?"
I said, "I'm not doing anything, don't misunderstand."
L said, "Then let me go first."
I gently loosened my grip a little, and she turned to run again. I grabbed her again.
To comfort her, I said, "L, I really like you
." L stopped struggling and said, "I have a boyfriend. I like you too, but I didn't expect you to be so lecherous. Please let me go, okay? It hurts."
I released her, and she squatted down against the wall. I stopped too.
L asked me, "Do you really like sleeping with girls?"
I said, "What do you think of me?"
She said, "I heard from my colleagues that you don't have a girlfriend, but you sleep with a lot of girls. Whoever becomes your girlfriend will definitely be the one who gets hurt."

I said, "You already have a boyfriend, and you're still asking about me?" Is it something

L wants me to say? Yes, she used to like me, but today, seeing my erection, she thinks I'm just a lustful animal, and feels disgusted and repulsed.

After chatting for about ten minutes, I slowly helped her up. Looking at her uniform, stockings, and high heels, I got hard again and hugged L tightly. L didn't resist much, and I started kissing her and touching her breasts. She didn't resist much either, but rather cooperated with her eyes closed. When my hand slipped inside her skirt, she started to resist.

To be honest, I was already driven by lust and didn't care about anything else. I directly pulled down her panties. L squatted down and said no, but I pulled her up. I'm really grateful that Sister Lin brought high-quality stockings, which made it easy to take off her panties. I just... I pulled my underwear and pants down to the ground, lifted one of her legs with one hand, so she could only have one leg on the ground and couldn't squat down. Her vulva was spread wide, and the 12cm high heels raised her vulva. I bent my leg slightly and aimed at the bullseye, thrusting in. "Ah!" L screamed in agony. There wasn't much lubrication inside, so it was quite tight and there was a lot of resistance. I didn't care anymore and started thrusting vigorously. L kept screaming and begging me to stop, "Please, please take it out, it hurts."

My excitement was building, and I just went straight in. From penetration to withdrawal, it only took two or three minutes. I don't know about others, but when I force myself on someone, if they don't resist after penetration, it's fine. But if they keep begging and resisting, I usually ejaculate in two or three minutes.

L squatted down, crying and trying to control her ejaculation. I went to the bathroom to wash myself, then came out and carried her to the bed. She continued to cry, but the sound was much quieter. Seeing L lying in an S-shape on the bed, my penis got hard again.

I coaxed her for about ten minutes until she finally stopped fussing. She said she wanted to lean on my shoulder, so it seemed she still cared about me. I let her lean on me for about half an hour when my phone rang. It was my supervisor calling, asking when L would be back at work. I said she twisted her ankle during the makeup test and needed to rest, so I would take her home and she didn't need to come back. The supervisor didn't say anything.
A while later, touching L's stockings, I got hard again. I asked L, "Want to do it again?"
L said, "You're so horny," and didn't say anything more.

I did all the foreplay I wanted to do, and finally, I licked L's genitals. L yelled, "No, it's dirty!"
I didn't stop, I kept licking. L started writhing, moaning softly. I gave her oral sex for over ten minutes until she finally collapsed limply onto the bed. Since she
'd never experienced an orgasm before, I had to make sure she was thoroughly prepared.
When I spread her legs, she didn't react at all. When I penetrated her, she just let out a small moan. I won't go into details about what happened next, but we tried many positions and she orgasmed twice.
I packed dinner and ate it with her in the room, and we did it again afterward. At 10 pm, she said she wanted to go home, so I left and took her home in the elevator.
At 11:30 pm, the supervisor who called—let's call him C—I finished work, knocked on the door of the maintenance room, and came in asking if L had drained me dry.
C often hangs out with me, doesn't have a boyfriend, and isn't too jealous. She even introduced me to her former hotel friends, suggesting I date them. I really like her generosity, and I promoted her from employee to supervisor at work.

I said
, "No way!" C said, "I know what you're thinking. L and I are the same height. Why did you make him try on the uniform? Why didn't you call me?"
I said, "You're the supervisor. I'm worried about the receptionist if you leave."

C walked straight into the room, saw the uniform, high heels, stockings, and the messy bed, and said, "L looks so quiet, but you made her wear such high heels. Did you prepare the shoes?"
I told

C about Sister Lin's situation and asked how many times L had sex with me. I said no. C said, "Then let's try it."

That night, I did it with C twice without ejaculating. We changed between two sets of uniforms and two pairs of high heels.

Sigh, it's nice to reminisce. When I was younger, I could do it 7-8 times a night at most. After starting work, it's only 4-5 times a night. Now, I can only do it 2-3 times a night.

I wrote this during the day today because I kept getting work calls, so my thoughts were a bit scattered and the writing isn't very good. Please bear with it. I'll write again later when it's quiet at night.

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