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THE FRENCH MAID Part 9 by SUSAN


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THE FRENCH MAID  PART 9  by Susan

It was about 9:30 one Monday morning when I was asked to go to a room on the
top floor. I was told it was for some dictation, and I was to take a notepad
and pencil. I found one in the office and headed upstairs.

Entering the room I found a man in his early forties wearing a three-piece
suit with shirt and tie. He had brown hair, fairly short and a pleasant
face. He was medium weight and in the suit looked really good.

“I need you to take some letters for me.” He said ushering me into the room.
“But I would prefer if you would do it totally naked.”

I smiled, “Of course, sir.”

“You can change in the bathroom.” He told me before going to the window and
gazing out at the countryside.

In the bathroom I removed my French maid’s outfit, and all my underwear,
which was the normal black stockings, suspenders and bra and pants. I
wrapped a towel around me and padded out.

“Please sit over there,” he gestured to a chair. I walked across the room
and dropped the towel by the side. Sitting down it felt quite sexy being
totally naked with a fully clothed man standing around.

He looked at me, I could se his eyes moving from my head with my long blonde
hair hanging down around my shoulders, only partly covering my small little
titties, down to my waist, and my darker blonde hair at my pussy. My legs
were crossed but being slim they looked long that way. He must have stared
at me for thirty seconds before telling me he wanted to start.

It was all normal stuff, some letters mostly. I soon forgot I was naked as
he dictated for nearly an hour. Dictation wasn’t my strong point and he had
to slow down and repeat things a lot, but he seemed to enjoy it all. He
would walk around while talking, sometimes getting close and looking at me,
other times he acted like this was the most normal thing in the world.

Then he walked behind me and I could hear him moving close. He was standing
over me suddenly. Quickly he moved his hands over my shoulders and cupped my
breasts really tightly. He massaged them by holding them in the palms of his
hands while moving his thumbs up and down over the nipples. He was really
cupping them tightly, it almost hurt, but after sitting like this for an
hour I was turned on enough to want something, anything.

His head brushed against the side of my neck and I felt his teeth scrape
against the skin and then bite me gently. Now as regular readers know, that
already sends me. I can’t resist being bitten on the neck. It sends shivers
down my body, makes my legs go weak, and does wonderful things to my inside.
I craned an arm behind my head to wrap around the back of his neck to let
him know he was to stay right there. I uttered some ‘aaahhhs’ and ‘ooohhhhs’

His hands at first continued to maul at my breasts, pinching and toying with
the nipples, squeezing my titties really hard. I started to wriggle about in
the chair. Then he slid one hand down over my tummy and pushed it deep in
between my legs. I was already wet there and he started to rub my pussy with
his finger. Naturally it slipped in straight away and he circled my clit
really quickly. My head was lolled back on the headrest of the chair. His
mouth and tongue and teeth doing wonderful things with my neck. One hand was
still squeezing my left breast really hard, while the other was fingering my
pussy, exploring everywhere it could. My hips began to jerk a little as I
squirmed around.

I felt his tongue take long licks under my ear, and then the teeth close
over the skin, scraping along it, biting gently. I was clawing at his head
now. He fell on my throat, kissed it quickly, then moved to my chin and
finally to my mouth. I opened wide and glued my lips on to his; our tongues
met somewhere in the middle and fenced around. I was almost drinking from
him. I was surprised at how turned on I was, maybe it was the sitting there
with nothing happening for an hour, or maybe it was his tongue on my neck.
Either way I wanted something from him so bad.

We kissed wildly, our tongues going deep into each other’s mouths. Our teeth
touching and banging against the others. It was pure passion. His finger
between my legs was buried deep inside of me while his other hand was
squeezing and cupping my small breast.

He pulled away from my mouth and leaned over the back of the chair, bringing
his face to my breasts. He didn’t play around here either, simply clamped
his mouth over one and sucked at it really hard while his tongue pushed and
flicked at the nipple.

Reaching back over the chair I managed to get my hand onto the crotch of his
trousers. There was definitely something hard inside them, I could feel the
balls and shaft as I rubbed back and forth. His mouth meanwhile was working
hard on my right breast. Licking and sucking at it, biting it, scraping his
teeth against the soft flesh.

Finally he pulled away, and stepped back away from the chair. I turned to
look and see what was going to happen next. He walked around to the front of
me. He stood over me and unzipped his trousers, then knelt down between my
open legs. Kneeling up he took hold of his cock and guided it to the front
of my pussy, then plunged it all the way in. His hands reached under my
bottom and cupping the cheeks lifted my hips so they were level with his
thrusting cock. His thrusts were really hard and long, driving straight into
me, his hair and balls slapping against me with each thrust.  God it was
wonderful. I couldn’t help but try to meet his thrusts. I could feel his
cock tearing into me as it drew nearly all the way out and then rammed
straight back in to the hilt.

Within a few seconds I could feel that feeling that told me I was about to
cum. My body was shaking now. His hands cupped my bottom really tightly
lifting me way off the seat. His cock ramming harder and harder into me.
Suddenly I was there. It took me off shuddering and shaking and crying out.
Then it was over and I pleaded with him to stop. He smiled and stood up;
fell against the chair with his arms supporting himself on the headrest. His
cock was now pointing at my face. I craned forward and engulfed the head
within my lips feeling that hard but soft head against my tongue. He began
to thrust gently into my mouth, face fucking me. I licked the underside with
every thrust. My hands squeezed and tugged at his balls urging him to cum.
Suddenly he tensed and I knew he was about to.

He stopped moving his cock completely and just let it rest with the head in
my mouth. I flicked my tongue around and suddenly a great wad of cum oozed
out and filled my mouth to the gums. It was really thick and salty. I’d
never known cum so thick. I swallowed just as a second load of it oozed out.
This time I flicked my tongue around sending it all around my mouth and
washing his cockhead before swallowing. A third and fourth load poured out
and once again I bathed his cockhead in it before that too tickled down my
throat. He kept his cock in my mouth until it had gone quite floppy and
small. I pushed it around with my tongue, enjoying the feeling until he
stood back and it popped out of my mouth and flopped down.

“Thank you,” he said, “That will be all today.”

I went to the bathroom, got dressed and headed off downstairs.

It was about mid afternoon before I was requested to another room. This time
it was two gentlemen in their fifties. They were sitting next to each other
on the sofa. They were quite decent looking

“What we would like you to do…. Miss…. Is to…. How shall I say….”

His friend jumped in, “Is to put on a show for us.”

“Yes that’s what I was going to say,” the first one continued.

I asked what they had in mind.

“Oh what those colonial brothers do, you know, the Americans…what do they
call it?”

The other one offered, “Lap dancing, Gerald.”

The first one smiled, “Yes, that’s right, only decent thing to come back
from there.”

I said that would be fine and went off to the bathroom to get ready. I
stripped off everything except my stocking, suspenders and panties. When I
returned they couldn’t keep their eyes off my little titties which trembled
as I walked towards them. They had put some dance music on.

I started to dance in front of them, swaying my hips and chest around. They
seemed to like that. Then I moved forward and leaned over Gerald swaying my
little breasts over his face, just keeping them out of reach. His hand went
to my hip and brushed it gently. His eyes were firmly fixed on my titties.

I repeated this with the other one before stepping back and turning around.
Then I started to bend my legs a little and circled my panty-clad bottom
over the second one’s crotch area. Again I kept it above so there was no
contact. He put both his hands on to my hips and held them gently as I
swayed slowly.

I returned to Gerald but this time hooked my fingers into the sides of my
panties and lowered them just so he could see the start of my bottom before
pulling them up again. Then I rubbed his crotch with my circling bottom.

“Oh yes,” I heard him say, “This is rather good.”

“Makes you wonder how they came up with such a good idea doesn’t it?”

I stepped forward and turning again began to dance in front of them. I
leaned over this time letting my breast brush over their faces. It felt sexy
as they slid across their cheeks and bounced over their noses. They in turn
touched me here and there; the back of a hand brushing my crotch very
slightly; a finger stroking along my leg; a hand cupping one cheek of my
panty clad bottom.

Pulling away I turned my back to them and started to play with my panties. I
pulled one side down and then pulled it back up before doing the same with
the other side. Slowly however I moved them further down each time until my
whole bottom was bare to their view. I felt a finger slide across one cheek
and then I pulled the panties all the way down, bending over as I did so.

“Wow!” I heard one say quietly.

Stepping out of them I knelt between Gerald’s legs, and started to rub my
cheek around the crotch of his trousers. I could feel a fair sized hard cock
in there. Needless to say I brushed this several times with my cheek before
moving on to his friend. This time I buried my face in his crotch, rubbing
my nose up against the hard shaft I could feel buried there.

I pulled back and danced some more before turning and rubbing my bare bottom
against their crotches. Circling it around I could feel that hard cock
within the trousers pressing against me. They both had raging hard ons by
now.

I decided to up the tempo. I spun round and knelt between Gerald’s legs.
This time after rubbing my face against that unseen cock I reached up with
my hands and tugged his zip down and opened his trousers. There was a mat of
hair there and hidden by a pair of skimpy pants was a long hard cock. I
touched that cloth covered shaft with my nose, running along the length,
then rubbed my cheek against it I moved to his friend and again tugged down
the zip and opened the trousers. This time I also rolled the underpants down
and retrieved a long thin hard cock with a nice head on it, all purple and
shiny, some liquid at the very tip. I wiped his cock around my face, feeling
the hard shaft warm against my cheek. I brushed it back and forth with my
lips. I buried my face in it, feeling his balls against my mouth and his
cock lying pressed against the side of my nose.

I stood up and turned around lowering my bottom and gently circled that just
so it was gliding over the shaft. They were showing a lot of self-control
but I guessed they were loving every minute of it.
I returned to Gerald and popped his cock out of the top of his pants.

I wiped it against my lips, and then planted a kiss on the very tip. I
pulled back and licked my lips then returned to that cock head, all moist
and warm, and circled my lips around it, wetting the head even more. He was
lolled back on the sofa now, not even looking; though his friend was, his
eyes nearly popping out of his head.

It was now or never, so opening my mouth I let my lips slide down over the
head and grasp it gently, making his cock move in a circle with my head. I
flicked my tongue back and forth across the tip as I did so. Pulling back I
let his now very wet head go and returned to his friend.

Straight away I engulfed the head of his cock. I didn’t kneel down this
time; just bent right over started to suck. Gerald did what I hoped he would
do, he jumped up and got behind me. He pushed himself against my bottom; I
could feel his cock pressing against my cheek. He had hold of me by my hips
and it was his turn to circle his hips against my bottom, pushing his cock
around, teasing me.

My lips slid up and down the hard shaft I had in my mouth. I could feel the
cockhead hit the back of my mouth as my head bobbed up and down. I managed
to move my hips so that Gerald’s cock got between my legs. For a short while
he thrust it between my legs so it would appear between them, popping out at
the front. But finally he moved it up a little and pushed it into my pussy.
I stopped sucking for a moment, and just stayed there my head laying on top
of that warm hard cock, my mouth open and my eyes closed as he gently thrust
to and fro in me.

When I got used to the wonderful feeling I again took the cock back into my
mouth and held it there, letting my tongue swirl around it, teasing and
licking it, playing and lashing at it.

Gerald pulled out and lay on the ground and told me to sit astride him. I
did, sinking down all the way onto that cock feeling it push deep inside of
me. He cupped my bottom and started to pull me back and forth. His friend
stood over his head so that his cock was near my face again. I turned and
engulfed it with my lips. It’s not the easiest thing to suck with your head
turned while someone is thrusting in and out of you, but I think I did ok.

Gerald kept repeating over and over again, “Yes.” At first I thought he was
near to cuming but then realised that this must be his favourite word.

The one standing asked me to stop sucking and then requested I get up and
layover the arm of the sofa. I did and immediately he fell on me, his cock
sinking deep into my pussy. There he started to thrust really hard and
quickly. I was taken by surprise by the quickness of it all. Gerald knelt on
the sofa in front of me and offered his cock to my mouth. It tasted of me as
I sucked at the head, all purple and shiny.  His friend continued to thrust
hard into me for several minutes while I toyed and played with the cock in
front of me. Then they both pulled away and asked me to sit on the floor
resting against the sofa.

I did. The friend stood in front of me and offered his cock to my lips.
Gerald just watched, wanking his cock slowly. I sucked at the shaft, letting
my lips slide back and forth along it, moving my head as fast as I could.
Within seconds I felt him tense. He suddenly took his cock in his hand and
pulled out of my mouth. Aiming his cock just below my chin he jerked it
until several very quick shots of cum squirted out the end and hit my throat
and little titties. It was quite thin and sprayed everywhere, my titties
awash with the stuff that soon started to run down in dribbles to my tummy
and pussy. Some drops even hit my face, spotting my cheek and nose and lips.

He backed off and Gerald took his place, again, offering me a cock to suck.
I started to stick my tongue out, licking and nibbling it with my teeth
before engulfing the head and taking it as deep as I dared. I then rammed my
head back and forth. I knew he wouldn’t last long now, and his ‘yes’s’ were
getting much more high pitched. Suddenly he pulled his cock out and almost
straight away a bolt of cum shot out and hit my chin and throat in a long
knotty rope. Another spurt hit my left breast. I felt the impact; it was
also very warm and gooey. Then three more shots of cum shot out, again
hitting my breasts and throat.

He stood back and they stood there to admire their handiwork as their warm
sticky cum slowly rolled down my chest and formed little streams and rivers
from my cum splattered breasts.

“Oh yes, I do believe that was what I had in mind.” Gerald said.

They then leaned forward and gently wiped their softening cocks on my face
and cheeks, smearing wet cum still on the head around my face, no doubt
making it all shiny like their cocks and my titties.

Ten minutes later I went downstairs for a good old shower. After that there
was nothing else to do for the rest of the day.


THE END

Susan 231198

THE FRENCH MAID Part 10 by Susan

Another day at the hotel, a Thursday in fact. The first three hours of my
shift had been boring, just general maid duties, changing beds etc. But at
eleven o’clock I was told that I had been requested to a room on the second
floor.

I knocked and a well-spoken voice belonging to a lady told me to come in.
Opening the door I found a woman in her mid-forties, very well dressed and
very elegant looking together with an older man. I guessed he was about
sixty. He was white haired, fairly thin, but like her well dressed.

“Ah yes,” she said, “Would you be a dear and do the dusting and what ever
chamber maid’s do please.”

I started to do a little dusting here and there. I noticed that he was
watching me kneeling. So I gave a little show, bending over more then I
needed to, showing the tops of my legs a little, letting the front of my
dress gape open so he could see the white bra holding my little breasts.

At some point the lady noticed his intent gaze. “Really Arthur,” she told
him, “You’ll want me to ask the young lady to slip out of her uniform next.”
She then walked over to me. “Darling I know it’s a lot to ask, but could you
continue in your underwear only?”

I smiled and replied ‘yes’. Standing by the window I undid my French maid’s
dress and then let it slowly slid down around me until it was in a heap at
my feet. Now all I had on was my stockings, suspenders, bra and panties. I
continued to do the dusting. However the next time I glanced over at the man
I saw that he had undone his trousers and was holding his cock in his right
hand. It wasn’t massively big, but did seem to have a large purple head to
it.

The woman noticed. “Arthur…please!”

“Sorry dear.” He said, but made no attempt to hide it or even to stop
looking at me.

The woman came over to me and asked me to follow her. She led me over to
Arthur who simply remained sitting, slowly wanking his cock.

She stood behind me and undid my bra. Without letting it fall off me she ran
her hands around my chest and cupped my breasts pushing my bra away. “Now
look Arthur, that’s all they are, little breasts, surely at your age you’ve
seen enough.”

He nodded at her, still playing with his cock. I felt her fingers pinch the
nipples between them as she held them out for him to see. She then let go
and asked me to turn around so I had my back to him. She pushed my back
slightly so I bent half over. Then she lowed my panties just enough to
expose my bottom to his gaze. “There you are Arthur, a bottom, most like
everyone’s.”

She seemed cross with him. I meanwhile was loving the idea of being exposed
like this without the slightest idea of what would happen next.

She kept me bent over with my panties rolled down to just below my bottom.
With one hand supporting my waist, she smacked my bottom gently a couple of
times. I could feel the cheeks wobble. She then straightened me up and
turned me so I was facing him. He could see the dark blonde hair between my
legs as my panties were still rolled down.

“Oh for God’s sake Arthur,” she said, I guessed because he was still wanking
his cock. “Ok, you win dear!”

She turned to me and asked me to kneel on the ground. “Would you mind, he’ll
be hell to put up with if you don’t.”

I said I would do what ever I could to help. I knelt down in front of him.
She told him to stand up. Standing next to us she reached out for his cock
and guided it to my face. She asked me to open my mouth, which I did. She
then put his cock in my mouth and started to wank it herself. I was asked
just to keep still.

The big purple head was engulfed within my lips. Naturally I ran my tongue
around it, licking and teasing, pushing against the eye. Her hand meanwhile
just jerked away, sometimes hitting my lips as she did so. Her other hand
had a hold of his balls, which she tugged and squeezed.

I could see his tummy rise and fall as he breathed in and out. The head of
his cock firmly lodged within my mouth as she wanked him. Suddenly his tummy
got tense and I knew he was about to come. She must have noticed to. She
said simply, “Try not to swallow dear.”

Almost as she finished wads of cum started to pour out of his cock filling
my mouth with sticky salty stringy cum. It flooded me and I had a job to
hold it all in with that large head of his which carried on oozing out cum
in dribbles. Finally the flow ceased.

She let go of his cock and told him to stand back. Before I knew what was
happening she had fallen to her knees in front of me, and kissed me, opened
mouthed, her tongue forcing it’s way into my cum filled mouth. She
immediately started to suck at my tongue and mouth, gulping the cum from my
mouth, using her tongue to lap it into hers. Her hands were holding my head
tightly as she did so. I was so shocked. If I had known this was going to
happen I probably would have refused but I was taken completely by surprise.
It wasn’t so bad actually. Her tongue licked my mouth out completely,
transferring the cum to hers before she started to swallow while she was
still kissing me. I could hear her throat as she did so.

Pulling away she told me to lie back, which I did. Again, before I realised
what was going to happen she had dived down between my legs, had got her
hands under my bottom and cupping my cheeks had pushed her tongue deep into
my wet pussy. She used her tongue like a cock. It was long and slender and
pushed deep within me. Arthur meanwhile had mounted her from behind and had
stuffed his already recovered cock into her pussy and was now thrusting in
and out of her almost like he was trying to push her along. Her skirt was
wrapped over her waist. I never did find out what happened to her pants or
even if she had been wearing any.

Her tongue worked like a demon, flicking at my clit, driving into me,
licking all around my pussy, it was everywhere at the same time. I had never
known someone so good at this. My hands clutched at the top of her head,
pushing her harder against me. I was jerking my hips up and down, her tongue
all the time fucking me like a small cock.

Arthur meanwhile was holding her hips and driving his cock in and out of
her. I could hear the sound of his crotch slamming into her bottom with each
thrust.

Finally she pulled away from me and by her moans I guessed she was coming.
She started to almost scream, her head laying on my leg as he continued to
pound her from behind. Her body shook and shuddered and then slowly calmed
down. Arthur, with one or two more really hard thrusts withdrew and stood
up. His cock squirted cum all over her, covering her clothes and face and
legs in spots of thin white cum. She just lay there, still moving slowly as
each burst of cum landed on her. He spurted about five times before falling
back into the chair behind him.

She arched her head and looked at me and smiled. “Thank you dear, that will
be all.”

I got dressed and went downstairs.

After the usual shower I got a new outfit and then chatted to the other
girls for a while. I was so surprised at the last events; it had taken only
twenty minutes from the time I walked in to the time I left. About two hours
later I was asked to go to another room at the top of the hotel.

I heard a faint ‘come in’ when I knocked and so entered. The room was empty
but the door to the bathroom was open. Looking in I saw a middle aged man
sitting in the bath, covered by bubbles. It looked like he had emptied half
a bottle of bubble bath in there. He was medium built with dark hair and
green eyes. He was actually quite handsome. He asked if I could bath him.

I told him that would be all right and started to unbutton my dress when he
told me to leave it on. I walked over to the bath and was handed the soap.
Getting a lather up in my hands I began to soap his shoulders, rubbing my
hands all around them, over the top of his back and around his neck. He sat
there, for the most part with his eyes closed, just seemingly enjoying the
sensations.

When I had finished his shoulder he lay back against the edge and I started
to rub his hairy chest, massaging the soap all around and into his flesh,
then washing it off with the shower. Once or twice my hands brushed his
cock, which seem to partly float there, the little head sometimes peeking up
through the bubbles.

I leaned forward and massaged his chest some more. I could feel his cock
floating there, touching my elbow and arm occasionally. He kept his eyes
closed but smiled all the time. After several minutes I noticed his hips
rise up so that the water flowed off them. His cock, semi hard and wet
laying to one side. I took it in both my soap covered hands and begun to
wash it slowly, peeling the sink back from the head, rubbing soap around it,
flicking water up to clean it. He really liked that, thrusting his hips up
sometimes when I had hold of it. I let the slippery soap covered shaft slide
up and down between my hands. Watching the mauve coloured head popping out
of his foreskin.

I leaned over the side of the bath and placed my head just above his cock.
Opening my mouth I started to blow air gently on the head. He moaned and
started to slide it up and down in my hands. I continued to blow, taking
deep breaths and then blowing slowly at the tip of the head, at the eye.

Pulling back and letting go I took the soap again and rubbed it to get a
really soapy lather in my hands. I then slide first one hand down his shaft
from the top to the bottom, and starting straight away with the other hand
at the top. As one hand got to the bottom the other was clutching at the
top. His cock was really soapy and so very slippery now. I craned my head
over again and started to blow on the tip.

Flicking a little water over the head of his cock I stuck my tongue out and
just let the tip of it touch the tip of his cock head. I was barely touching
his cock with my tongue, so like a butterfly I flicked it around slowly,
covering the round dome of that mauve head, lightly brushing the eye and
sides. My hands held him more steady now so that the only sensation was the
tip of my tongue darting around his cockhead.

He really seemed to be enjoying that. His moaning was becoming louder, and
his legs were beginning to move a little. I held his cock really tightly
now, while letting my tongue flit around the head, touching here and there,
tracing little lines along it. It was the only thing in the world right now.

I could see his tummy sucking in. This happened several times. My tongue
daintily darted all around the head, the tip of it barely touching. It must
have been close to pain for him. Such light little caresses. His tummy
tensed up and then a drop of cum spilled out of the eye as I was licking
just near the underside of his cock. I felt a jerk and the shaft swelled.
Then a stream of cum simply emerged from the head and flowed down the side
of his cock and over my fingers.

I flitted my tongue around the head, cutting through the stream of sticky
ropy cum, leaving a little trail of it. I continued to lightly touch and
caress the head with my tongue, even poking into the eye as another stream
emerged and poured over the head, running down the shaft and my hand on to
his hair and into the bath water. I could barely taste the stuff; so light
was my tongue touching it. A third and a final stream came out, it was
almost like a sink over flowing into a small stream, there were no shots of
cum arching up or spurts, but just several streams emerging one after the
other.

When it finished cumming I pulled back and could see several trails of cum
down the side of his shaft and over my fingers as they clutched the stem of
his cock. His eyes were open now and watching me intently, a big smile on
his face.

I smiled and keeping my eyes on his face lowed my lips over his cock head
until they were half way down his shaft. Then I just closed them wrapping
them around his shaft tightly. Immediately I swirled my tongue around the
head and shaft like a demon. He cried out, jerking his head back and lolling
over the edge of the bath, his legs kicking a little. There wasn’t much cum
left but I knew how sensitive this was for a man, My tongue whipped around
his head, pushing into the eye, licking the rim, lashing at the head.
Finally he begged me to stop and I pulled away.

He looked at me, “Thank you.” Then he shook his head, “That was
unbelievable.”

I smiled. “All part of the service.”

I took my tip and left


THE END

SUSAN 241198


THE FRENCH MAID Part 11 by SUSAN


One day, I’d had been on duty for several hours, just normal chamber maid
work when I was told I had
been requested by the Colonel on the top floor.

I had previously seen the Colonel twice now. He was a dear old man, quite
soft hearted, and I had found our two meetings a lot of fun. So I changed
into a fresh uniform, the usual, French Maid dress, white stockings,
suspender belt, bra and panties, and went up to his room.

I was told to come in when I knocked and there he was sitting there. He
looked like he was in his fifties but I knew he was older. “Ah, young
Susan,” he greeted me, “Come in dear, come in.”

I closed the door and walked over to where he was sitting. “You asked for
me, sir?”

“Yes. Yes. I did. Too right I did, girl. Now, special time today.” He looked
at me and winked. “Got a big job for you, special mission, into unknown
territory.”

I wasn’t sure about this, all sorts of ideas ran through my head.

“Dangerous mission too mind, don’t know what you’ll find.”

“Colonel, please tell me what it is.” I asked kneeling in front of him.

“That pansy of a Grandson, Steven. Got him in the next room. Terrified of me
he is. Think he’s not interested in women, know what I mean.” His face got
very serious. “Think he’d prefer the Navy to the Army, if you get my drift.
Well you’re job is to save him. Bring him around to our side.” He smiled.
“Think you can handle that?”

“What does he feel about it?”

“Damn pansy will do as he’s told. Don’t worry about that, girl!”

I searched for the words. I didn’t want to disappoint. “Look, if he doesn’t
want to, I can’t, that’s all there is too it. I’m sorry. I’ll try, but that’
s all.”

The Colonel sat back with a start, then reconsidered, “Mmmmh, suppose I can’
t ask more of you than that. Still think of the glory if we pull this one
off, what!”

“Where and when?”

He pointed to the bedroom, “In there.” He shrugged, “Do your best.” I got up
only to hear the Colonel add, “I suppose you don’t want me there too,
leading the men sort of thing, setting an example?”

I laughed, “No Colonel. Let me go on this mission alone.”

He shrugged again, “Very well…well, England expects and all that sort of
thing. Remember, if he tries to surrender, put the telescope to your blind
eye! Make him work before giving in.”

“Yes Colonel.”

I opened the bedroom door to find a 16-year-old boy sitting there on the
bed, reading a book. I said ‘hello.’ I could see he was very shy. I sat next
to him and asked if he knew why I was here. He did. I asked him if he wanted
me to leave. He didn’t. He told me I was really pretty, and he had been
frightened about who would be coming in.

He had fair hair, was of normal build, I could see by his arms that he was
very smooth skinned and looked very young. I checked his age. He said he was
16, nearly 17. We started to chat about all kinds of things. Finally I asked
him did he want to try and have some fun. I by now had decided what I was
going to do. He became very shy again and before he could speak I told him
it was all right, I understood. I said I would just go to the bathroom and
he was to wait.

I emerged three minutes later in just my panties, stockings and suspender
belt. My small breasts trembled as I walked over to him, now wide eyed at
the sight of me. He half laughed and said, “You’re so beautiful.”

I blushed a little, “Maybe.”

I told him to sit on the bed and I sat next to him. Then I gently pushed him
back and rolling over on to my tummy lay beside him. My hand fluttered to
his T-shirt and began to massage his chest through it. I simply told him if
I did anything he didn’t like or want to tell me to stop. He in turn was to
do nothing except lay there.

My hand wandered all around that chest before slipping under his T-shirt and
stroked and caressed the smooth skin of his tummy and then up to his chest.
He watched my face most of the time. I could see he was loving all of it. He
asked if he could touch my breasts so I reached for his hand laying next to
the other side of him and pulled it over, holding it against my breasts,
moving it around so his hand rubbed the nipples and caressed all around
them. He got the idea and for a few minutes he simply played with them,
cupping and squeezing them, feeling his way so to speak. I could tell he had
never done this before. I leaned over and kissed him. Just lips to lips.
Then I opened my mouth a little and stuck my tongue out and licked along his
lips. Finally pushing softly into his mouth. My tongue met his and played
together.

Pulling away I tugged his T-shirt up and pulled it off over his head. I then
rolled half onto his chest and started to kiss and suck and lick at his
chest and nipples. I used my tongue more then anything, giving him long
licks from the shoulder down to his belly button. Sometimes I bit him
gently. More and more my head moved down to his trousers until my tongue was
circling the little wisps of blonde hair that made their way down from his
belly button.

I undid his trousers; got off the bed and simply tugged them, together with
his underpants, straight off.
His legs were smooth and looked quite strong. At his crotch stood a long
cock, with some blonde hair around it and two balls, snug and tight in their
little sack. I knelt down between his legs and traced my tongue along the
inside of his leg, making long lines, starting and stopping, sometimes
nipping the skin with my teeth. My fingers caressed other parts of his leg
at the same time. I let my fingertips slide their way along his thighs, over
the tops of his legs to touch lightly at his balls as I slid my fingers down
between his legs and then out to his knee along the inside of his leg. It
was driving him wild, and judging by his pulsating cock, he was no pansy.

I licked my way along his legs until after several minutes I touched his
balls with my tongue. I pushed my tongue hard against them, moving them and
then caressed and licked around them. Finally I made it to the base of that
long smooth cock shaft. I slid my hand under it to lift it up so it pointed
directly at the ceiling. I figured he wouldn’t last long, so I had already
planned to finish him quickly once, then fuck his brains out after!

I moved my head so it was directly over his cock. Opening my lips to an ‘O’,
I let them touch around the top of his cockhead, then slid down so they just
went past the rim of his head. He moaned loudly and jerked his body. For a
few seconds I held him there, letting my tongue swirl around that smooth
head, licking and tasting it. Some pre cum had oozed out and I could taste
salty cum on my tongue.

I pulled my lips very slowly to the tip of his cock and then in one motion,
rammed my head all the way down that shaft. He almost sat upright! Before he
had a chance to recover I drew my head straight back up to the tip of his
cock and then rammed it all the way down again. He cried out this time. On
the fourth drive back down that shaft I was met with a deluge of sticky
salty cum that virtually spat out of the end of his cock. I had expected
this but it still took me by surprise. I almost stopped but managed to force
my head down swallowing most of it on the way. Pulling back up I seemed to
draw another great wad of cum out. This time I opened my lips allowed the
stringy stuff to flow out, running like a river from my lips and down his
shaft. I slid my head down again, pushing the cum down the shaft with my
lips. He shot off a third time, flooding my mouth completely. He must have
been saving this lot.

I pulled back to let him settle. A fourth and fifth and even after that a
trickle of cum shot out before he finally lay still. I opened my mouth wide,
and let it drip out around his shaft and cockhead as it lay there, shrinking
below me.

He seemed almost in tears, and couldn’t thank me enough. I smiled and licked
around the now soft head of his cock and pushed the shaft around his crotch,
tasting the paddles of cum as I did.

“Well now we are going to make love.” I told him. “As soon as we can get you
back up to fighting strength again.”

With that I popped his limp cock in my mouth and started to seriously suck
it. It took several minutes, during which time he amused himself by reaching
under me to brush my nipples with his fingers, but finally his limp wet cum
covered cock responded to my warm sucking mouth and grew hard.

I stood up and lay down on the bed next to him. “I want you to lay on top of
me, and stick your cock inside me.”

He rolled over on to me sliding his hands under my shoulders. I felt his
hips moving, trying to get his cock into my pussy. I reached down and helped
him. He entered me really slowly, his cock pushing into me so very gently. I
knew this was his first time and that this was a magical moment for him.
Once settled I told him what I wanted him to do. “Don’t just thrust away,
move around and play. Move your hips from side to side, and then undulate
them sometimes. At other times it’s nice to thrust hard, but sometimes, use
a long hard stroke and then a short one, then a long one again.”

“How will I know when to do that?” he asked.

“Well if you look at her and her head is arched back, she’s biting her lips
and her eyes are closed. Chances are she’s enjoying it. If on the other hand
she tells you ‘to stick it behind her ear; she’ll smoke it later’, then you
can bet you won’t be doing it a second time with her.”

He laughed and kissed me on the nose. He seemed far more relaxed.

At first he did some gentle little thrusts, trying the feeling out. Then he
started to play around and try other things. For the next hour we played
like that, sometimes kissing, (he was very good at that!), at other times he
concentrated on making me feel really good. He watched me intently, trying
to look for the signs. At first I helped him by loving everything, but after
a while I became more honest, telling him how it felt, if it was good or
bad. Several times he was near to cumming again but I wouldn’t let him. I
told him this was a one off, and to forget about me, just do whatever he
wanted to try.

I can’t imagine what the Colonel must have been thinking about all this. He
was a good man, not trying to disturb us in any way. I could tell he cared
for his Grandson. At some stages we just lay there, chatting and kissing.

Finally I rolled us both over and sat over him. “Now I’m going to finish
you.” I told him. I arched back and with my arms behind me supported myself
on his knees. His cock was deep inside my pussy, but bent back facing up but
also towards his legs. I knew that no man could hold back for long like
that. I then lifted my hips up and down gently. He put his hands against my
breasts, cupping and mauling them, pinching the nipples between his fingers.
He had to stretch for them but refused to let go, he seemed to love the
feeling of my small breasts cupped and nestled in his hands.

My pussy moved up and back along his cock and then down again. I could feel
it straining against the top of my pussy because of the unnatural angle I
had him in. It was good for me and I knew it was good for him. Suddenly he
left go of my breasts and lay back; his head sinking into the pillow. I felt
his knees tense and jerk. His moans started and by his movements I could
tell he was cumming deep inside me. I continued to move, beginning to feel
the extra wetness within as his cum mixed with my juices as his cock pushed
in and out of me with each thrust of my hips.

I kept moving until he begged me to stop, thrashing his head from side to
side. I rolled off him and rushed to the bathroom. Dressed I came out a few
minutes later and we chatted some more before I said I had to leave.
“Can’t I see you again?” He asked, looking almost upset.

“You don’t need to,” I told him, “We both know I was your first. I’ll always
be with you now.”

I kissed him once, really deeply, our tongues playing like demons with the
other’s. Then I pulled away, “Close your eyes.” I told him

He did so. I swooped low and kissed the head of his small limp cock and then
walked out of the room.



“Well?” The Colonel asked me, “Three hours my girl, three hours! Almost sent
a search party, thought you’d been taken by the enemy!”

“Taken Colonel. Definitely taken.” I smiled.

He smiled back, “Oh…good…well done…yes…yes…oh I suppose a spot of debriefing
is out of the question girl?”

I walked over to him and kissed his cheek, “Colonel, I’ve been behind enemy
lines, no food or drink…feel shell shocked,” I turned to leave.

Behind me I heard him mutter, “Mmmh, don’t make them like they used to you
know. In my day that would have only been the beginning…oh well, no point in
arguing with a woman.”

His bark was always worse then his bite.



THE END
Susan
251198


THE FRENCH MAID  Part 12  by Susan

One Friday I was told that two men had requested me to go for a car ride in
the hotel’s very large Rolls
Royce.  I was told who the men were, I had seen them at breakfast. They were
both in their thirties, average build, short hair, and quite good looking.
Naturally I agreed. I was given a new outfit to wear, a body hugging short
black dress. I decided that bra and panties would spoil it, so I went out to
the car just in the dress.

They were waiting for me. I climbed in and sat between them as the car
started off. We travelled for a while before anything much happened. We
chatted about the area and the hotel in general. I noticed that the man on
my left, John, had slipped his hand on to my leg. His fingers were tracing
little circles on the inside of it. The man on my right, Peter, now slipped
his arm around my neck. I settled back a little in the large soft seat,
enjoying John’s fingers touching my leg.

He then leaned over and kissed my cheek. I turned a little so that our lips
could meet. His tongue pushed into my mouth. I felt John’s hand touch my
breast, cupping it within the tight dress. John’s hand meanwhile was slowly
moving up my leg, drawing patterns as it made it’s way upwards towards the
hem of the dress.

I broke away from John and turned to Peter who was ready to kiss me too. Our
tongues played as our lips fused together. His hand clasped my breasts
tightly and then I felt his fingers slip into the top of the dress, pushing
past the top of my breast until they touched the nipple which he then
proceeded to rub with his finger. John’s hand was now high up my leg, his
fingers just reaching my pussy.

My head lolled back as his finger slipped into me and started to stroke my
clit. John then popped my right breast from my dress and his mouth sucked on
the hard nipple. I felt his teeth clasp it and his tongue jabbing at the
nipple. I reached down with my hands in to their laps. I could feel two hard
cocks as I rubbed the front of their trousers. John’s seemed the biggest,
while Peter’s felt very long and thin.

Peter pulled his hand away from my breast. I decided I needed to see these
cocks. I leant forward and over to Peter’s lap. My fingers fumbled with his
trouser zip but soon I was tugging it down. I slipped my hand in and got
hold of his cock still hidden in his pants. Fishing it out I pulled it
through his trouser fly. It was really long, with a small head at the end,
partly hidden by skin. I pulled back on the shaft, allowing the head to pop
out. Leaning down some more I stuck my tongue out and ran it around the top
of his cock head. There was a little moisture there which I lapped up. My
tongue run around the head before my lips sunk down over his shaft taking
half of it in straight away. I felt his cock head nudging the back of my
mouth as my tongue swirled around it. My hands were digging into his
trousers, gently lifting his hairy balls free which I started to squeeze and
stroke.

Behind me John had pulled my dress up over my thighs and was busy caressing
and touching my bare bottom. His fingers ran around the cheeks and then in
between, after which he started to slide them into my pussy from the back.
Peter’s cock was rock hard in my mouth as I bobbed my head up and down. He
was laying back in the seat now, one hand on my head, leafing through my
hair, the other wrapped around my breast, squeezing and clasping it;
pinching the nipple between his fingers.

I slowly pulled my head off his cock, letting my tongue lick around it
before sitting up. I kissed John and then slid down to his lap where I found
he had already undone his trousers and his thick fat cock was sticking
straight out. I opened my mouth and with my lips only began to move my head
up and down so my lips were rubbing against the mushroom head from the tip
of it to the large rim.  When that was all wet I then slid his cock into my
mouth, my lips sliding down his shaft. The large head filled my mouth, I
could feel it scraping past my teeth as it slid in. All I could do was flick
my tongue at the head.

I felt Peter’s cock push against my bottom and then slip between my legs.
After a second or two he managed to get it into my pussy where he slowly
started to thrust in and out. Because of the angle it wasn’t the most
impressive performance but he did what he could. I could feel that long thin
cock sliding deep inside me, and then thrusting in short sudden movements.

I opened my mouth as wide as possible to take as much of John’s cock in my
mouth but it really was too big and there was very little I could do with
it. So I contented myself with sliding my lips up and down around the shaft.
He had both his hands on my head, gently holding me down. My tongue kept up
it’s assault on the head, lashing away at it. I could taste some pre cum in
my mouth, it sort of just appeared there. Peter’s hands were holding my hips
and he was moving me gently into a kneeling position onto the seat so he
could thrust his long thin cock into me from a better angle. He finally made
it too.  It must have been uncomfortable for him, his head bent right over
by the roof of the car. But the feeling of that long cock now thrusting in
me as nature intended was lovely. I could feel his balls slapping against my
legs with each thrust. I could feel the wetness of my pussy on his balls and
hair.

It was so good in fact that I had to take my mouth off of John’s cock. I
settled instead for biting and licking his furry tummy, matting his hair as
it got wet with my tongue licking around it. I wanked his shaft by my face
with my hand. He had one hand under my chest and was helping himself to my
little breasts, both of which had now fallen out of the dress which was all
bunched up around my waist and tummy. He held the left breast in his hand
while the right one trembled and shook with every thrust from Peter.

The men decided to swap places, John knelt on the floor between the drivers
seat and the back one. He pulled me backwards on to his lap, his cock
slipping straight into me. I felt it slide into my pussy, the mushroom head
pushing past the walls as it made it’s way deep into me. Peter sat on the
seat directly in front of me. I rested my cheek on one leg, sticking my
tongue out to caress the inside of his other leg. His balls were near my
forehead.

With his hand he bent his cock down to his legs so the shaft caressed and
pushed against my nose. His big cock was sliding in and out of me really
slowly as he pushed and pulled me by my hips. With Peter’s cockhead pointing
down by my mouth I settled for licking that instead of his leg. I took long
licks at it, running up the shaft as I arched my head back. Finally I
managed to slip the head of his long thin cock into my mouth and suckled on
it like a baby on a breast. He massaged it with his thumb and forefinger,
pushing the skin back and forth, wanking it into my mouth. My tongue swirled
around the head, licking at the eye, tasting the pre cum that his hand
action was forcing out.

Behind me John was holding my hips really tightly as he thrust his large
cock in and out of my pussy. By now the car had stopped, but I didn’t really
think anyone had noticed.

I twisted around a little and slid up along Peter’s legs taking his cock
into my mouth properly. My hands went under him cupping his bottom. He kept
his hand on the lower part of the shaft, wanking it gently.

I suppose it was the event that had made me so horny but  I really wanted
this right now. I wanted someone to cream in my mouth, to fill my mouth so
it overflowed, and I wanted someone fucking me hard. I never knew a car ride
could be so sexy. My bottom was now slapping hard against John’s tummy with
each thrust of that massive cock.  Peter’s cock meanwhile was securely
trapped in my mouth. I no longer moved my head back and forth, but just held
it there while my tongue played and caressed the small head engulfed within
my lips. I suddenly noticed that Peter’s head was thrown back, and before I
realised what was going to happen great gushes of cum were pouring out of
his cockhead and running over my swirling tongue, filling my mouth up. I
swallowed some but there was loads of it. Hot sticky stringy cum just
pouring out the little head. I opened my lips and let some of it slide out
over his cock and down his shaft, running over his fingers were it started
to drip off. More cum oozed out, it was now everywhere, all around my teeth,
all in my mouth, sliding down my throat, dripping over my chin and all over
his shaft and hand. Finally the fountain ceased and it started to shrink. I
played with it with my cum covered tongue until it was too small and it
popped out of my mouth.

I heard John moan behind me and suddenly he pulled his cock from me. Within
seconds I felt long trails of thick gooey cum landing on my back from my
shoulder down to my bottom. He must have fired off about six times, totally
covering my bottom cheeks in the stuff as well as soaking parts of the dress
and leaving long lines of it along my back which soon started to run to my
sides. He sat back against the drivers seat and I knelt up and then sat
against the door.

“Beats the taxi.” Peter said.



THE END

SUSAN

051298








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