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Holiday Surprise

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by EthanX One thing I love about travelling is staying in hotels. One of the first things I like to do when arriving at a new destination is to check out the hotel and my room. It�s like your own private sanctuary in an unfamiliar place. One of the advantages of travelling alone or something I insist upon if travelling with friends is my own room. I find sharing inconvenient and prefer a room all to myself. The reason for solitude is so that I can practice one of my favourite pastimes, masturbation. While I enjoy masturbation on a regular basis at home I seem to get a fetishlike urge while staying in a hotel. I think it�s the unfamiliarity of being somewhere totally different to the normal masturbatory locations. I suppose, although I haven�t ever tried, it�s a bit like masturbating or having sex in public places, only less risqu�. In contrast to this I never totally feel 100 percent comfortable that nobody isn�t watching me. I�ve herd of unscrupulous hoteliers who install one-way mirrors or use concealed cameras. I always check out a room to see if I can find secret locations that would hide a camera. All this is paranoia of course but is maybe what makes my solitary play more exciting. Anyway it gives me a great thrill and when on holiday find it adds an extra dimension to enjoy. Something happened five years ago while on holiday with a friend that was totally unexpected and amazing at the same time. My friend and I were on one of those trips to a foreign country that involves visiting all the famous sights with an organised tour operator in the form of a daily itinerary. We arrived at the hotel quit late and had separate rooms as was normal for me, we got to them around midnight. It was a large intercontinental hotel with six or seven hundred rooms. I got to mine and did the usual inspection. Normal layout, two twin beds, quite a large room with TV and mini bar, balcony and large bathroom, all pretty standard really. Anyway with it being late it was straight to bed. As you will know the first night in a strange bed makes it quite hard to get to sleep, I dosed for a couple of hours and then found myself wide-awake at around 2:30am. I was thinking about the holiday and what we would be doing and one thing led to another and as usual I got incredibly horny. My uncut cock started to stiffen and within no time at all was raging at its full length of six and a half inches, not massive but adequate for the job. I slowly massaged my balls, the first touch was like electricity running across them. I didn�t touch my cock yet, I wanted to feel the anticipation. I continued to massage my balls with my left hand and stroked my chest and nipples with my right. I was lying on my back and my cock pointed towards my chest. Pre-cum was slowly oozing from the tip dripping down in a clear stringy bead onto my stomach. This was all becoming too much, I took hold of my cock head with my fingers and thumb and pulled my foreskin right back exposing the slick crimson head. I quickly pushed my foreskin back over my cock-head massaging the pre-cum all over. I then grasped my shaft with my fist and again pulled my foreskin back over the head. I jacked rhythmically not only up and down but also with a twisting motion over my cock-head. Pre-cum was flowing and lubricating my cock and hand well. The glands at the bottom of my cock-head were starting to tingle and my balls were feeling tight. My pace quickened and as I jacked I squeezed my balls with my other hand and started to rhythmically move my hips as my breathing deepened. The moment approached and I could feel the build up of pressure in my cock. I tipped over the edge and the muscle that controlled my cock contracted shooting semen in a jet towards my head. My cock relaxed for a fraction of a second then contracted again shooting another jet of cum onto my chest. Again another jet of pure white cum erupted with not as much force and landed on my stomach. A few more dribbles came out of my cock until the orgasm ceased. My chest hand and cock were covered in come, which dribbled down from my hand in stringy white clumps to my stomach. I felt euphoric as you do in the moments after orgasm and I lay there with softening penis in hand breathing hard. Next morning I woke feeling content and refreshed. After meeting with my friend we continued with our day�s itinerary as organised by our tour operator. Nothing much happened until day 3 when due to the fact that our day�s tours were over by lunchtime and also due to the fact that we had a very early start the next day, we decided to have a lazy afternoon. After catching some rays and taking a dip in the hotel pool I decided to go back to my room and have a long leisurely soak in the bath. It must have been around 3pm, which was quite early to be back in my room. I ran the bath then jumped in. I washed then lay back to enjoy the heat of the water. As of the first night and as I was naked, thoughts turned to that of the sexual nature and my manhood started to stir. I then got that familiar feeling as I do in hotel rooms of being watched. There were plenty of vents that could conceal a tiny camera plus a mirror above the sink that could be one way. Foolish paranoid thoughts, anyway back to matters in hand, literally. I slowly played with my growing cock pulling my foreskin back and forth slowly. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of total body contentment. Suddenly there was a knock at my room door, I was pulled back from the dreamy world I was in and first thought I was hearing things. I closed my eyes again and continued my jacking. Another knock came at the door then the jingling of keys. I heard the room door open then a soft voice saying in foreign tones �Hello�. I was quite surprised to say the least. Again came the voice, �Hello�, I replied �Hello, whose there?� The voice came back �I�m so sorry, I have come to change the towels, I�m sorry for disturbing you I will come back later�. With that the room door closed. It was the maid, I chuckled, as at first I didn�t know who it was and thought it was another occupant with some sort of room mix up. Anyway with all this my cock had become flaccid and I decided to get back to business. I stroked my cock back to life and massaged it slowly. I thought about what had just happened, she was changing the towels and if I had been asleep in the bath she would have caught me in all my glory. This got me thinking that if I had been in the throws of ecstasy I may not have herd her and she would have caught me in the act. This had been one of my masturbatory fantasies, being caught while in the act of self-gratification. I wondered what she had looked like, she had sounded young but I never was a very good judge of these things. I continued to play with my cock and fantasise about being caught. With the rhythmic movement of my hand and hips the water in the bath ebbed and flowed, the moment was upon me and suddenly ropes of cum shot from my cock landing in the water followed by 4 or 5 more spurts of ecstasy juice. In the days following the maid incident I thought more and more about being caught and this turned me on greatly. As I said this was a regular masturbation fantasy of mine but something I would never try and engineer as I�m quite a shy sort of person. I guess that�s why the fantasy of being caught is such a turn on. The thing is if I were caught I would probably run a mile and get very embarrassed. I�m not sure if it was the holiday mood or probably the fact that alcohol was in plentiful supply but I began to consider being caught by the maid. My thinking was that let�s face it everybody masturbates and If I happened to be caught while privately going about this in my own room then where is the shame. What�s the worst that could happen? I would be a little red faced but hey I probably wouldn�t see the maid again anyway. My next thought was when and how. Well it was obvious that my towels were changed daily. The reason for this happening late afternoon was probably due to the fact that the hotels had so many rooms. I had noticed the janitorial trolleys around my room on several occasions about 3:30pm. Ok so I had a time next was the how. Well my first thought was on the bed, the problem with this was it would be very difficult for me not to hear somebody enter and thus the surprise element would be difficult to fake. In the bathroom on the other hand was a better option. This was more plausible as not hearing the main room door from in there was believable. Right, I had the when and the how, I decided as we had another free afternoon the next day that would be the time to go for it. The next day we arrived back at the hotel at around lunchtime. I had a snack then lazed by the pool waiting for the right time. 2:30pm arrived and I told my friend that I was going back to my room for a sleep and that I would meet up for dinner at 8:00pm. I made my way back to my room and felt quite nervous but at the same time excited too. I aimed to take another bath and that this is where I would be caught. I prayed it wouldn�t be a male bellhop that was changing the towels today. To calm my nerves I had a couple of drinks from the mimi- bar. This did the trick and things stated to look more and more appealing. At 2:50pm I ran the bath, I got naked and immediately sprang a boner. I gave my cock a couple of tugs to get me in the mood, it felt wonderful. I got in the bath and with the alcohol taking effect along with the steamy heat from the water I really started to relax. The time was 3:10pm, I thought anytime now. I started to play with by balls pulling them away from my body and back again. They were submerged in the water and hung low. My cock was pulsing and leaking pre-cum heavily, I rubbed this into the head and shaft slowly keeping the tension up. I didn�t want to jack too hard as I just wanted to maintain my excitement and not come. I started to forget and get into that dreamy state of relaxation when I herd the knock on the door. A moment passed then the knock again. I continued to caress my cock. Next came keys jangling in the door and the creak as the door opened. A voice said �Hello�, I maintained my silence, again �Hello�. This is it I thought, I closed my eyes and really started to pull my foreskin back and forth with a fisted grip. I herd footsteps then the bathroom door slowly opening. I kept my eyes closed and jacked faster. All that could be heard were the slapping sounds of a well-lubricated foreskin as it was pulled back and forth, then a small intake of breath. I kept my eyes closed, the tingling in my cock-head was like the vibration of a jackhammer. More time passed and I wondered what was happening and involuntarily opened my eyes. There standing by the sink was a woman between the ages of 30 and 40. She had long black hair and dark skin and was not unattractive. She wore the hotel uniform and was transfixed by my penis, which I was still slowly jacking. I thought I would have been embarrassed and died on the spot but I felt somewhat liberated having a total stranger staring at my naked body while I was in the act of self-gratification. She noticed me looking at her and immediately started apologising for her interruption. I told her it was ok and expected her to leave but she didn�t. She continued to watch my cock. After a moment or two she walked closer to the bath, which surprised me. She said, �I haven�t seen one with so much skin�, I said, �You mean this�. I slowly pulled my foreskin completely over my cock head then back again. She nodded and said yes. She seemed mesmerised and intrigued, she knelt by the side of the bath. �Do you mind me being here, I could be in so much trouble� she said. I found myself saying no. I slowly pulled my foreskin back and forth with my thumb and two fingers. Pre-cum was oozing making my cock-head look slick like a glazed cocktail cherry. The next thing that happened totally blew my mind. Slowly she raised her hand and brought in down and rested it on my thigh, after a moment she slowly moved her hand and took hold of my shaft, I nearly blew my load there and then. I stopped jacking and released my cock. She made an O with her thumb and forefinger and moved it up my shaft. She got to my foreskin and took hold of it with her thumb and two fingers, she brought it over my cock-head and squeezed it. Pre-cum covered her fingers and she slowly pulled my foreskin down exposing my cock-head again. She brought her other hand over the bath side and gently massaged my balls and I started to groan, this must be a dream. She quickened her pace and looked me straight in the eyes. My hips started to buck in time with her hand movements. She took hold of my cock with her fist and started jacking me faster. Her other hand found my anus and started to rub it with her middle finger. This sent me over the edge, the pressure that felt like a steam train in my balls was released. Jets of cum erupted from my cock the first hitting me on my chin. Another burst and white ropy jets of cum hit my chest and still she rubbed my cock. Another jet of semen then another. Water splashed with the violent movement of my hips. Things started to slow down and dribbles of cum ran down my cock and over her fist. She eventually let go of my cock and slowly rubbed the semen into my chest. My eyes watered with the violence of my ejaculation and tears ran from the corner of my eyes. She washed her hands in the bath water and dried them on a nearby towel. She looked at me and said �Thank you� then got up and left. Thank me, no I�m sure she got that wrong it should be me thanking her. I lay there breathing heavily not quite believing what had just happened. Being jacked off by a total stranger was amazing and would fuel my fantasies for some time to come. We only had a couple of days of the holiday left and due to itinerary restrictions I was unable to have a repeat performance.