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First Role Play
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First Role Play I'd been corresponding with a very lovely woman for several weeks, getting to know you stuff,a bit of banter, some titilating teasing, you know the kind of thing, before we finally agreed to meet. Scanning her conversation I noticed a rather constant theme in some of our online, late night, pillow talks, she was very into role play. The idea fascinated me, I had never really even considered it before...but she obviously had. Through the odd discrete querie slipped in amongst the chat she revealed that she had an unfulfilled fantasy, nothing kinky or perverted but that she had fantasisied about being a naughty French maid, the idea of the nipple hugging low cut, the swirl of the skimpy skirt revealing garter belt and little else that was fabric, the stockings and of course the heels. I rapidly tapped out a response asking her what her fantasy involved doing, but just revealing it had done the trick...she replied that what she would do was a surprise and she wanted to do it with me. The meet was on. Both being sensible adults we selected a neutral location to meet that was convenient for both, a nice pub with restaurants nearby if that was wahat we fancied, they weren't required as the pub proved cosy, friendly and conducive to our date. Suffice to say that we had both been very onservant in our correspondence and had a fairly good idea of who we were going to meet. Neither was disappointed, rather the other way around. the conversation over dinner was varied, funny and always spirited. By the time we got to the apres desert we knew exactly where the evening was heading. Both of us could have 'accommodated' as they say however we quickly agreed that in the future we could discuss the options but for our first time a neutral venue was desirable - a hotel it was. Skip to the hotel room (although the trip there was a bit of a giggle but outside the remit of this report). All that my date had revealed about her fantasy was that whilst she prepared herself in the bathroom I should wait have a 'nap' on the bed. Really not sure what to expect I played along. I must have dosed off because I was suddenly stirred by a woman in the room. OMG was I actually asleep dreaming I was awake...you should see her... she was the maid but like no other hotel maid I'd ever seen. Dressed in the skimpiest French maid's dress I have ever seen her ample breasts barely covered by the low cut, her dark aureoli just showing, a teasing hint of the black nipple below. The dress ended where her long, shapely, stocking clad legs began, slender curves accentuated by the solid seams. A vision of angelic and devilish beauty all at once...I was very much awake. 'I'm so sorry' she said, a look of concern crossing that pretty face, 'I didn't know anyone was here, I didn't mean to disturb you. I've just come to clean up' this last with a discernible twinkle in her eye, 'I could come back later'...how she managed to look crushed and hungry at the same moment I cannot explain and her act was becoming quite thrilling to me...yes I was stirring in more ways than one. 'No need to apologise and I'm fine with you doing your work if you don't mind me being here' I ad libbed, kind of please with myself for showing some control. 'Please do what you need to' 'Oh I will she said' and bent down to pick up a towel that was on the floor and in doing so her beautiful breasts tumbled free of the blouse, bouncing with an audible slap against her chest as she stood up. 'Oh I'm so sorry, I don't know how that happened' she feigned innocently as she erotically tucked them back in. I was very quickly becoming interested in role play! 'I'll start at the desk, oh there's something under it' and of course she bent over right in front of me revealing the most beautiful arse I had ever seen, perfectly rounded, her back sloping away inside the dress (which was by now upside down and held in place only by the generous size of her tits. Her slender legs flowed downwards and between them lay a valley of unquenchable pleasure teasingly clad in just the gossamer thin thread of a thong. As quickly as the picture had come it went as she stood up, half turned to look at me and wink. And yes as she turned back she deffinitely noticed the swelling in my jeans. 'I usually start by dusting the ceiling and all the ladders were out today so I'm gonna have to stand on the bed , is that OK' this as she strode around the bed to where I was lying and she knelt down to take off her heels. As I was lying close to the side she manage it so that with just a slight roll onto my side and my face lay just inches from her chest, she feigned losing her balance, falling towards me, burying my face in her cleavage, her left nipple tantalisingly close to my open mouth but before i could lick it she stood up, 'i gosh I don't know what's wrong with me today..well...I....' she trailed off. Of course her confusion was quite deliberate because in standing up she had left me looking up the dress between her luscious legs and just the hint of her pussy covered as it was by the black thong, and as she stood there pretending dither she let me bask in the sight. The telltale sign of darkness on the thong betryaed the fact that she was becoming as turned on as me. She looked down at me and winked as she pulled her left leg up to remove the heel and, having unclasped it and let it drop on the floor she bounded over me ont the bed, standing above me, her legs stretching forever as she pretended to wipe the ceiling. She turned around so I could see her pretty, taught arse, jiggling as she worked. 'Could you just sit up there please' she gestured for me to sit on the edge...i of course obliged and as I did so stood behind me, the hem of the skirt flicking my face. she went to put a foot on the pillow and once again stage managed a tumble, but this time she twisted as she slowly fell so that my head was between her legs and as I fell back onto the bed she thrust her pussy into my face so I could smell her sex, feel her heat, this time my tongue was prepared and I geve her thong covered lips a long lick as she climbed off me, once again offering the sincerest apologies. They were of course quickly accepted and what followed was one of the most intense, sensual and wonderful experiences of my life, the most intimate details of which I will never divulge. But I am now a fan of role play |
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