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French Maid Work Experiences
This is a First hand experience by Susan the French Maid working in a hotel. Hope u guys love it.
Chapter 1. (First Day of Work) I had applied for the job at the hotel several days before. It was a hotel in the countryside, and catered for businessmen. The interview told me that I had to be broad minded and ready to handle most situations on my own. For that I would receive a much higher then usual wage plus tips, what the customers gave me, and a percentage of what was left at the main desk. It sounded too good to be true, but I took the job, wondering what was really involved. I'm slim, have long straight blonde hair, small breasts, and 19 years old. I arrived at 6:30 and was immediately told to change into my uniform. I was surprised to see what that uniform was. (I had already been told to wear white underwear). They before me hang several uniforms from size 10 to 12 only. It consisted of white stockings, suspender belt, a short mini black dress and a little white apron. I was beginning to catch on by what they meant when they said I needed to be broadminded. After changing I was told to see the manager. I entered his office. He was about 45, heavy set, with short black hair. I told him my name. He asked if I understood the requirements of the job, I told him I thought I did. He asked me to turn around, which I did. He then asked me to bend forward a little,... I did that too. From where he was sitting I could guess he was looking at my bottom and my white panties... the dress was really very short. "Oh yes, you'll do." He told me. He then gave me a warning. "Whatever happens here is up to you. But we look after our staff and our good name. So if for any reason you decline a situation, we will back you up fully. Any situation that occurs is if you want it too. I find we get the best from our staff that way." I was beginning to enjoy this. My mind was racing, 'situations', mmmmmhh; I wondered what that would actually mean. I didn't have long to find out. At 8am I was sent up to a room with the breakfast tray. I knock and was told to come in. A young man was lying in bed looking at me. He was about 25, with blonde hair, and very good looking. "Morning sir." I said walking over to the beside table where I put the tray. He looked me up and down. Then smiled. "You're new." "First day sir." I told him, hands clasped behind my back, smiling. He smiled again, "Look, would you mind re arranging my pillows a little, maids do it so much better." Now I guessed. "Yes of course Sir." I leaned over him and began to arrange the pillows, his face was near my throat, I could imagine him looking down the front of my dress at my breasts, held in that little white bra. I was getting horny. He raised his head up and I felt his lips brush my throat. I stood back, "Sir?" "Don't worry," he smiled, "Please carry on." I leaned over him again, only to find his head returned and he started to lick my throat while I moved the pillows. These pillows ere going to take a long time to re arrange I decided. I pushed upwards a little and felt his lips caress the upward swell of the top of my breasts. Then I felt his hand touch the back of my leg and slowly caress it's way up to my bottom. He lazily circled the cheeks with his fingers while I remained leaning over him. Then his finger moved to between my legs, stroking gently my pussy through my panties. "I think there's something under these sheets, could you check?" He asked. I was about to suggest the same seeing that there was an out line of something long about where his hips would be. "Of course Sir, I'd be glad too." I slide a hand over his chest and under the sheets... I let my fingers drag along his smooth chest, down his tummy, and then finally felt something touch it, hard and slightly wet. "There is," I told him. My fingers caressed the hard yet soft head of his cock. "Perhaps you had better take a closer look." He told me. I didn't need to be asked twice. My head swooped down to his chest where I gave him a couple of long licks across before sliding under the sheets, downward. I could see in the half-light the head of his cock pointing straight up at me. I brushed my lips against it before opening my mouth and sucking the warm head into my mouth. He moaned and I started to swirl my tongue around the head. With my hand I pulled back the skin letting the top slide out completely and pushed my lips down that to just below the rim of his cock head. Hold it there in my warm mouth I began to gently wank his cock with my hand. His hands were busy too. One was holding my head, caressing my hair with his fingers. The other one had found it's way into my pussy and was gently finger fucking me. I pulled away to ask him if there was anything else he required but he said 'no' and explained he was really happy with what I was doing so far. I was a bit disappointed, I wanted to fuck him, but then I was working and he was a guest here. I kept moving my hand up and down that shaft, keeping his head in my mouth, licking over the top of his cock while I did so. I heard him say how nicely I was doing that. With my other hand I gently started to squeeze his balls, sort of milking him. I took the head of his cock from my mouth and started to lick and bite the side of the shaft down to his balls, which I then licked before planting his cock back into my mouth. I held his cock tightly now, pushing the sheet off me. Holding it up straight at the ceiling I then started to bop my head up and down on it. I just used my hand to steady it while my lips did the work. After a minute or two I heard him warn me that he was going to come. I held my ground... I didn't want to spoil the sheets did I? I kept on bopping my head up and down on his cock until suddenly I great wad of warm stick cum shot into my mouth. I swallowed quickly as another and another wad shot out the end of his cock. My hand was squeezing his balls quite hard now and his legs were jerking up and down. He was moaning a lot, but I believe it wasn't about the service. Finally he stopped pumping and his cock started to grow small in my mouth. I kept licking until it was very soft and tiny. I looked at him. He had his eyes half closed. "That's was outstanding." He told me. "Thank you." His finger was still playing with me but I needed more then that. "It's ok," I said and then looked down at his hand. He smiled and withdraw. "A tip for the lady," he said. "My wallet is in my side jacket pocket on the chair, I think a fifty is in order." Wow, and for something I enjoyed, "Thank you sir," was all I could really say. A minute later I was outside, $50 richer. Back downstairs I killed time for a while before being sent to another room. "He wants his bath cleaned." I was told. I went up stairs and found the room. Knocking I found a man in his 50's standing there in a dressing gown. He was over weight, and had grey hair. But he looked ok and seemed friendly enough. "It's my bath, would you mind cleaning it young lady?" I bowed and went to the bathroom. It didn't seem dirty at all, but still, I could guess at the routine. I knelt down on my knees and bent over the bath, which I started to wash and wipe with a cloth. I heard him come in behind me and soon I felt his hands gently hold my hips. I carried on wiping the bath, knowing that the tops of my legs must be showing by now. I could guess the view he had. He squeezed my hips a couple of times and then let his hands wander down to the sides of my legs, and then back up, but this time under my dress. He enjoyed that for a time and then raised my skirt over my back. I felt him kiss my bottom cheeks and then his tongue traced along the line of my panties. I wriggled a little but continued to wipe the bath. I was enjoying this. His fingers slide into the tops of my panties and then he slowly rolled them down over my bottom until they were around my knees. I heard him fumble and then felt his cock suddenly touch my pussy. I pushed back a little and the head slipped in. "My goodness, we are keen." Was all he said. Holding my hips he started to push his cock into me more, and I was more then ready for this after my first visit to a room this morning. His long cock started to thrust in and out as he held my hips tightly in his hands. I pushed back each time to meet his thrusts. One of his hands slide under me and clutched at my breasts through my uniform. I felt his fingers kneed my breast, squeezing the now hard nipple between his fingers through the material. He slowly managed to undo the top three buttons, then ravished my breasts and bra with his hand. The other one he used to push my hips back and forth against him. I could feel the build up within myself and then I started to come... it was great... long and intense. I lost some of my power then but he made up for it with his thrusts. Suddenly he yelled he was going to come and ordered me to sit facing him with my back to the bath. I spun round and slide to the floor. He held his cock in his hand and aimed it just below my chin. Suddenly I saw the head widened and a spurt of creamy coloured cum flew out and hit my throat where it started to run down to my half-exposed breasts. He pointed his cock downwards and aimed the next few spurts at the tops of my breasts. Spurt after spurt flew out, spotting my uniform and breasts and bra. It felt warm and sticky; there was a string of it from my shoulder to my left breasts. It started to slide down in gobs. He then wiped his cock against my chest before standing back to admire his handiwork. "Wonderful little girl." He said again and again. Finally he walked out of the bathroom and came back in with two ™20 notes. "There you go girl, you come back this afternoon with my tea and I'll double it." |
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Re: French Maid Work Experiences
I went downstairs and asked one of the girls about my uniform. She told me to shower and she would get me a uniform. I started to take my clothes off but suddenly she stopped me. "It's up to you," she said, "But there's an old gent in room 42, he loves nothing better than to watch one of us have a shower. He's not very demanding either."
So taking a towel I went up to the room and knocked. Walking in I found he was still in bed. At first I wasn't sure what to say but he must have been used to this, "Go on my dear, head for the shower if that's what you want." I did just that. Removed the old uniform and stepped in. I didn't draw the curtain. I started to soap myself all over and then the door opened. He walked in. He must have been 70. He was thin and gaunt, but he stood upright and seemed nice enough. He had a robe on which he soon managed to get his hand under and I could see he was playing with his cock. I needed to be clean so I made a special show of soaping my breasts and pussy. He loved that. Once or twice he reached out and fondled my breast and bottom. Just running his hands over them, "For old times sake." He said. His cock was now out of the robe. It was thin and short and he was pumping it up and down. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do so I reached for it and started to wank it for him. He seemed to like that and kept closing his eyes. I wasn't sure if I wanted to suck it, it didn't look so nice but I figured that at his age it would be a treat. I knelt down in the shower and put my face close to his groin. "Oh yes." He muttered. Opening my mouth I popped the thin cock in and then closed my lips around the shaft. I swirled my tongue around the top, then started to move my head back and forth. He had to actually steady himself by holding onto my head and shoulders. I could feel his hips start to thrust a little. His cock felt nice in my mouth, being small meant I could play with it with my tongue more than normal. I pushed it from side to side and sucked and licked at it. Suddenly he called out, "Miracle!" and then I felt a small wad of come pour out the end. I opened my mouth letting it slide out over my lips and chin. More cum oozed out the end, it didn't spurt, but for him I think even this was something. I let it ooze out over my tongue, then let it slide off over my lips and drip on to my legs and the shower basin. He shook his head, "If only you knew how long that's been..." he said. I felt so wonderful. I guess the other girls hadn't done anything like this for him, they probably just wanked him off. He asked me to stay with him a while after I had finished my shower. I did, and for an hour he talked to me, telling me his experiences in the war when he was 20, and various other things. I found it interesting to hear things like that. At the end he told me he had kept me long enough and gave me a large tip. I handed some of it back, telling him I was happy enough with half of what he had given me. He seemed so overcome I thought he was going to cry. It was now mid day. I had lunch and chatted with some of the other girls. The rule was we couldn't talk about what went on in the rooms except in a very general way. "It's ok here," one said, "No one ever pushes you into anything, and if you don't like the look of someone you just say 'no'. Though they like it if you then send someone else up." It seemed that nearly all the guests knew what services were provided, though that didn't were kept in the dark. All girls had been told never to make the first step. The rest of the afternoon passed off uneventfully. I was summoned to various rooms, but it was for real chambermaids work rather then specials. The old man in 42 didn't call me back, I suspected it was because he was still getting over what had happened... I hoped so at least. |
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Re: French Maid Work Experiences
Chapter 2 (Second day of Work)
My second day saw me doing normal chambermaid duties until about 9:30 when I was sent up to a room on the top floor. After knocking I went in to find a young man in his late 20s standing there in a sports jackets and casual trousers. He said his name was Mick, [Hello, well you keep writing me so I thought you'd like a role in this story, hope you aren't angry]. He asked me to go to the window and then just lean forward with my arms resting on the ledge. I did as I was told. He walked up behind me and then I felt him gently lift my skirt up and place it over my back. He muttered "Nice, oh very nice" and then he started to slowly stroke the backs of my legs with his fingertips. That really got to me. It was difficult to keep still. Slowly he worked his fingers up to my bottom, caressing and fondling the cheeks and my hips. Then I heard him kneel down and he started to kiss the backs of my legs, followed by licking along them and moving upwards. I moaned. Finally he reached my panties, not a moment too soon, which he carefully pulled down to my knees. Then, without warning, he simply thrust his face into my pussy, his tongue ramming into me. Talk about standing on tiptoe, I almost fell out the bloody window! It was pure heaven. He then started simply to tongue fuck me really hard; his tongue thrusting in and out, sometimes up and down and sometimes even in a circle. I was gripping the window ledge really hard, it was almost hurting. I managed to push back back once or twice, but mostly I felt too weak to do anything much except hold on for dear life. His hands meanwhile were either holding my hips or sometimes fondling my breasts through my dress. At one point I managed to undo the first two buttons and encourage him to actually touch them, he didn't seem to mind that at all. All the time his tongue rentlessly attacked my pussy... and I was very close to the edge, in more ways then one. And suddenly I was there,... moaning, head lolled right back, eyes closed, mouth open, hips thrusting back on to his face. Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh... oh god! Yes did I come. For a few seconds more he licked around my pussy then, thankfully by now, he stopped. He sat back on the carpet, breathing hard. "That was wonderful." I said, and meant it. He smiled. "On the bed please miss." "Of course, sir," I replied as I climbed on to the double bed. He joined me and popped both of my breasts out of my bra. Straight away his mouth covered one breast while he used his hand and fingers on the other one. I felt my nipple being sucked up between his teeth; they bite it carefully while his tongue flicked across it. He did everything he could to my breasts with his mouth, licked, sucked, run his lips over them, bite... they were getting the full treatment, and all I had to do so far was lay back... just who was the guest in this hotel? He kept on my breasts for ten minute before telling me that he was worked up enough to finish himself. "Where may I?" He asked. That knocked me out. "Anyway you wish." I mean I had to show gratefulness didn't I? He kneeled up and moved over to the side of my face. "Just lay there please, with your mouth open if you don't mind." Who was I to refuse? It was the first time I had had a good look at his cock. It was a bit bigger then normal, with a purple head poking out of the skin... like an acorn. I'd loved to have popped that in my mouth, but we had been told never to make moves, only to go along with what the guests wanted. So I lay there, mouth wide open. He rubbed his cock a few times, exposing more of the head, back and forth and then suddenly he stopped, his neck muscle stood out he started intently at my face. From the tip of his cock poured forth a stream of milky cream cum, which dribbled straight into and around my mouth. It poured all over my tongue and coated my teeth and lips. It didn't come in spurts, but just a steady stream... (he must have done this before!). I was amazed; this was something I had never seen. I felt it run around my mouth, slipping into my throat, down my tongue, sliding off my teeth. Some of it that had dribbled onto my lips and chin slide down my neck, making me go all goosebumpy. He smiled at me. I pushed my tongue out, making a lot of it pour out over my lips and joining the stuff already sliding down my neck. He leaned forward so his softening cock touched my face... I twisted a little and sucked the soft head into my mouth, swirling it around with his cum, that seemed to knock him out a bit too. Finally I let it fall from my mouth. "I'll get a towel for you." He said, A true gentleman to the end. |
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I returned downstairs for a shower and a rest.
The manager then asked me to come to his office. I was a little worried, what did this mean? I went in. He told me to take a seat and then asked me how I liked the job. I told him I was enjoying it far more than I had thought. He said he had been getting very good reports about me, and that a guest had left a present from yesterday. It was from the old man who had checked out earlier this morning. It turned out it was a note simply saying 'thank you' and some vouchers for Harrods of all places for ™150! "He'll be back," the manager told me, "On condition that you are still here." He seemed pleased with me and told me that any doubts about my suitably for this job were well gone. "Consider yourself as part of the team." I thought, here we go; now I have to service him, but no, he said that was all, and sent me on my way. I asked one of the other girls who had just finished in a room, "Oh, he never gets involved, it's just a job as far as he's concerned." Unbelievable. About 11am I was asked to go to a room where there was a couple of men staying. They requested some cream and cakes. I thought this was just a normal chambermaid job, taking up the cakes but they had other ideas. I put the tray down in their room and then they asked me if I would mind serving them the cream and cakes. "Yes sir, of course." They were both about 40, but fairly good looking, slim and tall. They told me to remove all my clothes, even my stockings and suspenders. I did. They watched intently. At that point they both stood up, and dropped their trousers, sporting large erections! They then sat side by side on the settee and asked me to crush a cake and then put that and the cream around their cocks! Oh well, their call. I did just that, taking the cream in my fingers and rubbing it over their cocks and balls... seaming it all over. Their cocks felt nice and hard as my fingers run over them. Happy with the cream cocks I had made I sat back. "Do you like cream?" one asked. "Do you like licking ice cream cones?" the other said. I smiled, "Yes of course." "Well then..." I leaned forward and sticking my tongue out started to lick one of the cream cocks... I traced my tongue up from the mound where the balls were to the tip of his cock, then wiggled my tongue around the top of the head, cleaning it of cream, making it nice and wet. I moved to his friend. This time I opened wide and took my lips down to below the head where I closed them and then drew my head up, taking the cream off the entire top of his cock in one go. "She's got imagination." One said. "Yes, hasn't she?" the other one replied. I then lowered my head and started to flick my tongue at the base of the mound where the underside of his balls must be. Soon I got to skin and then started to lick the cream off his balls. Sometimes sucking, sometimes lapping it up like a pussycat. I switched to his mate and sucked one of his balls into my mouth and let the cream dissolve in me before releasing it. I then held his cock shaft tight and flicked my tongue back and forth against the rim of his cock head. "Jesus Christ!" He almost screamed. "This one's got it!" "I thought that when she was on mine a minute ago." My tongue flicked all around his head and cleaned all around the rim and top so there wasn't a trace of cream left. Then I licked his cock cream. I moved back to his friend and likewise cleaned his cock and balls of all the cream and bits of cake. Finally, with a feeling of a job well done I sat back. "Would you like to kneel on the floor on all fours please?" one asked. "If you don't mind." The other one said. I did as I was told. One stood in front of me and then slid headfirst under me. Straight away he started to suckle at my hanging breasts. Bouncing them around with his tongue, and watching them shake around. Sometimes he sucked at them but mostly he teased them, flicking the nipples and lapping at them. Nice. The other knelt behind me and started to rub his cock against my pussy... once or twice he pushed just the head in but with his hand moved it around before taking it out. It was driving me mad. What with my first event this morning and now this, I wanted to get some hard action, not all this teasing stuff... still it's nice, I wasn't complaining. Then the one behind me put his hands to the sides of my breasts and squeezed them together, the one underneath started to flick his tongue back and forth across both nipples now,... mmmmmh, delight! I heard him ask me to suck him. His cock, hard and proud was lying on his tummy before my face. I only had to lean forward a little and with my tongue I drew it into my mouth. I kept the head there, swirling my tongue around it before starting to bop my head up and down on it. He begun to raise his hips up and down. His friend behind me now gently pushed his cock into and started to screw me, slow and hard,... sometimes short strokes, just a little way in, then a long stroke all the way in, then a short one,... wow,... death by fucking! They kept this up for several minutes,... and it was lovely. So slow and firm. Every move through out. They were a good team. Finally one asked simply, "ready?" The other said, "Oh yes, I think so." From under me he then told me to lift my head off his cock and close my mouth and stay still. I pulled back. He took hold of his cock and started to wank it hard. The other pulled out of me and did like wise. Within seconds I felt that warm sticky feeling as cum started shooting out all over my bottom and back, landing in strings across my back, splashing all over my bottom. Then the other one started to come. His spunk jetted out and hit my face, over my cheek and nose, strings of it, hanging off me, dripping on to his chest,... long streams of it flying out and splashing my face and neck. Talk about a cum bath. He pulled out from under me, the other moved to my face. "Would you be so kind as to lick these clean please." They were both kneeling there, their cocks half way between soft and hard. I held them in my hands and then started to lick them clean, some cum dripping from one, the other seamed with cum. I sucked them into my mouth and washed them. They just stayed there, looking down, almost like it wasn't happening to them. I washed them both clean,... it would be a lie to say dry,... they gave me a good tip and then I returned downstairs with the empty tray. The rest of the day was just routine after that. And so ended my second day. |
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Sounds really interesting .... carry on
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Re: French Maid Work Experiences
Chapter 3 - The long, Short and Dark
The following day I didn't need to start work until the evening. So for most of the day I spent with one of my close friends, not actually letting on what was happening at the hotel, but hinting to her. She seemed shocked. I didn't let on that I had taken an active role in any of the goings-on. When I arrived I was waiting at the dinner tables for the first couple of hours. Apart from one of the guests, who put his hand up the back of my short dress everytime I served him, the dinner was uneventful. At 8pm I was summoned to a room. There were two men there, both businessmen in their mid thirties. One was short, the other tall, both were average looking, and very well dressed. They told me they wanted to watch a porno film. I hurried downstairs and selected one based on what they had said they had wanted to see. I returned to the room and put the video on. I was then asked to stay if I could. Naturally I could. The tall one said, "Please remove your dress, but not your underwear. Then sit here." Patting a space in the settee between them. I unbuttoned my dress and slid it off revealing my black bra, panties, suspender belt and stockings. I walked over and sat down between them. They settled back and simply began to watch the film. It was about ten minutes later when I felt a hand touch my leg and start to caress it. It was the tall one. He just moved his hand back and forth along my leg, letting his fingertips trail along the inside of my leg. The short one then took my hand and dropped onto the front of his trousers. I could feel something hard and long inside them. I started to trace the outline of his cock with my fingers before tugging his zip down and fishing his cock out. It was a nice sized one, thick and fairly long. I wrapped my hand around the shaft and wanked it up and down slowly. The tall one then stopped caressing me for a while, the film had suddenly become more interesting. Soon however I got his attention again when he simply turned to me, and with one hand cupped my breast. Leaning forward he started to lick and kiss the top of my breast. I felt his tongue trace along the top swell of them. Once or twice he carefully bite the soft white fresh. I carried on meanwhile wanking the short one. The top of his cock had now become a little moist, and once or twice I rubbed my finger over the head. He liked that by the way he caught his breath. Tall man pulled away from my breasts, leaving wet marks on the tops of them. He started to watch the film again, but this time he unzipped himself and pulled his cock out. That too was fairly long and thick. I reached over with my other hand and held the shaft tightly. Instead of me wanking him he began to gently thrust his hips up and down, while I just held him tight. The film was a French one, lots of fast sex scenes, and very good ones at that. By now I was getting turned on a lot as well. It was with relief then when Short Man got off the settee, kneeled between my legs and started to lick his way along the insides of them. His tongue caressed and circled, each time moving closer to my panties. When he reached them he pushed his tongue against them pushing his way to my pussy, which he licked up and down in long single licks. This made me moan and wiggle around. Tall one decided it was time to play with my breasts again, but this time he lifted them out of my bra before sinking his teeth and mouth onto them, sucking and biting like his life depended on it. I managed to keep hold of his cock, which I tried to wank, but the position wasn't very helpful to that idea. Short Man slid his hands under my bottom, cupping both cheeks and squeezing them tightly. His tongue ravished my pussy, long hard licks along it, sometimes darting in and out. I gave up on Tall Man's cock and grabbed his head with both hands, forcing it harder against my breasts. His tongue swirled around my nipples; his teeth clamping on to them, holding them, pulling them away from my breasts before letting them go; then he'd suck so hard it was like he was trying to sallow my entire breast. My hips were now grinding into Short Man's face, almost fucking his mouth. His hands responded by squeezing my bottom so hard it that was almost painful. Finally with a long drawn out moan I came. I shaked and jerked until it subsided. They both pulled away and simply sat back to watch the movie again! I reached out and took their cocks in my hands, and then started to wank them slowly again. They didn't seem to mind at all. Short Man reached over and cupped a breast, squeezing the nipple between his fingers, but other then that I was left to do what I liked. So I just sat back and wanked them for a long time, very slowly though. I didn't know what they had in mind about finishing. The movie stopped. Tall one said, "We'd like to come now Miss." I smiled, "Ok." They then both kneeled up on the settee, one on either side of me. Their cocks were now level with my breasts. Taking them in their hands they started to wank them back and forth. Short Man came first. With a moan and head lolled back he suddenly started to spurt drops of cum all over my breasts and tummy. It was warm and sticky, and fairly thin, so it started to run down the sides of my breasts and over my tummy very quickly. This must have done it for Tall Man who jerked his hips a couple of time before spraying creamy cum all over my chest like a shower head. Some of it landed on my chin and throat, but most covered my breasts where it mixed with Short Man's. Both then started to rub their cocks all around my breasts, rubbing their cum all into my skin until the warmth of the room and their rubbing had mostly dried it all up. "Thank you Miss." Short One said, handing me a large tip. I gathered up my clothes, slipped them back on and left. Downstairs again I had a shower and changed my clothes. I turned down the next event. It was a lady on her own. Had she been with a man I could have handled that, but by it's self, it just didn't turn me on. Luckily I was told before I went upstairs so she never knew someone had said 'no'. Another girl went, she always liked the ladies on their own. At about Eleven I was asked to go to another room. "This one is different," I was told. "It will be dark, you are to stay silent. He will pretend to be asleep, and all you are to do is creep up to the bed, pull back the bedclothes and blow him. He will pretend to be asleep all through. It's nothing personal." I guessed, "He's married?" "We think so!" The room was dark but with enough light for me to make out the bed and a 'sleeping' figure under the sheets. I stole up to the bed, slipping out of my dress I removed my bra. I then carefully pulled the sheet back until I could make out a limp small little cock lying there. I climbed onto the head and sat over his feet. Leaning forward so that my breasts just hang over the tops of his legs, brushing against them as they swung a little, I took hold of the limp cock and held it upwards. I blew air on to it and then kissed the soft head with my lips. I moved my lips around the head, which was beginning to get hard. I opened my lips a little and stuck my tongue out and circled the semi-soft warm head. Opening my mouth wide I took the entire cock into my mouth, pushing it around with my tongue, licking the shaft and head. It was getting hard quickly now and soon I could only keep the head within my warm wet mouth. I kept moving my lips up and down on the head, letting my lips slide back and forth over the rim of his cock head. My breasts swung from side to side, the nibbles brushing against his hairy legs. I noticed his hips were moving up and down as his cock started to gently thrust a little into my mouth. I held it steady with one hand and jabbed at the head and shaft with my tongue, taking long licks from his balls to his head, sometimes gently catching the shaft with my teeth, holding it and then letting it go. I moved my head off his cock and bite into his tummy, then trailed my tongue along back to the base of his cock. I pushed his balls within their sack with my tongue before taking my mouth back to the tip of his cock. Opening my lips I suddenly rammed my head down as far as it could go. I then shot my head back up again and then rammed back down. He couldn't ignore that and moaned very loudly. I just kept doing that, ramming my head back and forth so hard, so far down, like some crazed thing. Each time I kept my lips tightly wrapped around his shaft, sometimes letting my teeth scrape along his smooth skin. He reached down and placed a hand on top of my head, but to caress my hair rather then force me down. My head was bopping harder and harder and then suddenly he grunted loudly and a wad of thick spunk hit the back of my mouth. I kept it there and stopped thrusting my mouth, instead just sliding my lips back and forth over the rim of his head again. More cum shot out, filling my mouth so that I had to open my lips and let a long stream of thick cum pour out down the underside of his cock. He shot twice more before he lay still. I kept his cock in my mouth, letting my tongue caress it. It started to grow soft and when it was all limp again, I released it. I got off the bed and took my clothes. As I was closing the door I heard a "Thank you" come from the darkness. The next morning I was handed a tip by the manager who said, "I don't know what you've got, but they like you!" |
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Re: French Maid Work Experiences
thks for the up from bros here.
Please leave yr nick so that i can give back points when i eventually have some. If you like the story, pls dont be stingy with the comments, let me know where i can improve or dont improve. Thks thks |
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Re: French Maid Work Experiences
The original author did mention
"This is my work alone, and hence if reproduced can only be done so if kept complete. I realise there is nothing I can do to stop anyone using this by the very nature of the medium itself, but if you do use it please keep it in tack and keep my name and e mail address on it. Just good manners basically." http://www.asstr.org/files/Collectio...1998/18309.txt And from your statement, you seem to imply you wrote the story. Not very honest of you. |
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Ha ha.. Another one busted.
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Re: French Maid Work Experiences
thats a good one haha
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