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*** hello men, here's a little adventure i just had to share. shall i come
dust your bookshelves?
oh, and of course don't read this if you shouldn't etc.***
hi jeffy, it was very nice to whisper with you this morning. you sound like
a gentleman i would love to provide maid service to. i haven't been
providing this service for very long, but i've had some delicious
experiences already, and i thought i'd share one with you.
it all started you see when my longtime boyfriend and i split up. we'd been
living this very quiet life for a long time and i was so eager to
experience a little more adventure in my life, and to live out my
fantasies, especially this maid fantasy i have... so, i ran an ad in the
local gay personals, and got several responses right away. some have worked
out better than others, but i had one recently that was just awesome. my
"client" and i had chatted online and e-mailed a few times. he was an older
man, around 50, and very specific in what he wanted. i enjoy a man who
knows what he wants and i was very interested by his comment that he was
quite well hung, a good 8.5" and thick as well! he had a place out in the
country and wanted me to come out for an afternoon "cleaning." like i said,
he knew what he wanted and having gotten a good feeling from chatting with
him i was very willing to obey his requests. i washed and cleaned
thoroughly that morning as i always do; i do an anal douche so i'm nice and
fresh, long hot shower, shave etc... afterwords i used lilac baby powder,
perfumes, and lipgloss to be at my most pleasing. it's a little risky i
guess; what if i was in an accident? but i often wear my outfit to my
jobs. i put in a small well lubed buttplug, a black g-string, a full apron
that has two oval cut outs on back to show my smooth round ass cheeks,
stockings and garters, and high heels. then over this sweet outfit i wore a
conservative long raincoat! when i go on maid service calls, i bring two
buckets of cleaning supplies, and other things. i really do clean too; i
find washing the floor, vacuuming, dusting etc... pleasant, and erotic when
i have a horny man watching my every move! the "other things" include a
selection of dildos, lube, massage oils, aromatic candles, soft clothsline
rope and other goodies. it was an hour drive to "mr. smith's" house. (he
wished to take his pleasure with his maid after first giving her a good
switching on the bottom... this sounded quite appropriate and i was eager
for the experience.) it was a warm spring day and i pulled over and took
off my raincoat and drove in my uniform after a bit, enjoying the pleasant
spring breeze from my open window. as i drove the movement of the car would
shift me in my seat and the buttplug i had in would move in me, making me
smile in anticipation of greater penetrations to come. mr. smith's
directions were excellent, and i arrived at his house right on time. he
lived in a large log cabin style house with a lovely big porch, very
private and secluded in the woods. lord smith came out on the porch as i
pulled in, and watched quietly as i got out of my car and retrieved my
cleaning buckets from the trunk. he was a tall well built man about 50,
short gray hair, beard, and deep blue eyes. i slowly walked up onto the
porch, my ass cheeks moving nicely under my apron, and i saw that mr. smith
looked pleased at my appearance. he greeted me, and showing me inside shut
the heavy door behind us. at his request i went right to work, dusting and
polishing in the living room, while he sat in his armchair with a brandy
and the newspaper. after a while, as i was dusting the bookshelf near him,
bent over with my lovely buns towards him, he suddenly placed a large hand
on my right buttock and gave it a firm squeeze. i gave a little start,
saying "oh sir!" his reply was immediate. he got up from the chair and told
me to turn and face him. standing very close to me, backing me up against
the wall, he looked hard at me and said, "who is the lord of this house
maid? isn't it i? did you not promise to obey me in all things?" meekly i
nodded and answered, "yes sir, i'm sorry i forgot." he shook his head
sternly however and told me that "sorry" wasn't good enough. he marched me
outside onto the porch and led me to one end, where he tied my hands to the
railing. i had brought some soft clothsline, but he scorned that and used a
rough rope he got from the entryway. he left me there and went out into the
yard. i watched as he took out a pocket knife and cut and trimmed some long
switches from a willow tree that grew there. he came back up on the porch,
taking his time, and on getting behind me he lifted up my apron while i
bowed my head submissively as he said, "now maid jamie, i'm going to give
your bottom a sound switching, and let it be a good lesson to you." i
meekly responded, "yes sir," and awaited my punishment. i sensed mr. smith
readying himself and then suddenly there was a swishing sound followed by a
sharp stinging crack across my exposed bottom. i gasped at the sensation,
which was followed quickly by a number more such blows. my whole bottom was
on fire, and while i had enjoyed being spanked and paddled, the use of a
switch like this added a keen stinging that i found most exquisite. by the
time mr. smith stopped i was shifting and breathing hard, all sensation
centered in my stinging, quivering hot buns. when he tossed the switch
aside and stepped close behind me, his obviously large erection pressing
into me, i sighed with hunger and pressed my bottom to him. he stroked my
hair and said "yes maid, i shall have you now." he gently undid my g-string
and pulled out my buttplug. i spread my legs a little and arched towards
him. he then dropped his pants and started to slowly, slowly rub the fat
head of his cock up and down the crack of my burning ass. i moaned a bit at
the feeling and pushed back, wanting him in me so badly. when he first
pushed the head of himself into my lubed and ready anus it felt so lovely i
almost came right there! then with sure, masterful skill he slid himself
into me in one long great thrust, pushing me hard against the railing,
making me brace myself to receive him. mr. smith then gave me the most
delicious fucking i'd had in some time. in long steady movements he worked
himself in and out, his large hands tight on either side of my bottom,
squeezing my well lashed butt cheeks and probing me deeply. i was lost in
the feeling, lost in that loved sensation of being filled and used, moving
with him and begging him to not spare me with that large cock of his. he
didn't, and rode me long and hard out there on the porch. when he came he
buried himself even more completely in me and strained as he emptied
himself in long shuddering jets inside my maidenly bottom. i tightened my
cheeks about his manly love and sighed in satisfaction at the thought and
feel of his sex in me. i provided yet more maid service that day; but i
will tell of that later my friend...
dust your bookshelves?
oh, and of course don't read this if you shouldn't etc.***hi jeffy, it was very nice to whisper with you this morning. you sound like
a gentleman i would love to provide maid service to. i haven't been
providing this service for very long, but i've had some delicious
experiences already, and i thought i'd share one with you.
it all started you see when my longtime boyfriend and i split up. we'd been
living this very quiet life for a long time and i was so eager to
experience a little more adventure in my life, and to live out my
fantasies, especially this maid fantasy i have... so, i ran an ad in the
local gay personals, and got several responses right away. some have worked
out better than others, but i had one recently that was just awesome. my
"client" and i had chatted online and e-mailed a few times. he was an older
man, around 50, and very specific in what he wanted. i enjoy a man who
knows what he wants and i was very interested by his comment that he was
quite well hung, a good 8.5" and thick as well! he had a place out in the
country and wanted me to come out for an afternoon "cleaning." like i said,
he knew what he wanted and having gotten a good feeling from chatting with
him i was very willing to obey his requests. i washed and cleaned
thoroughly that morning as i always do; i do an anal douche so i'm nice and
fresh, long hot shower, shave etc... afterwords i used lilac baby powder,
perfumes, and lipgloss to be at my most pleasing. it's a little risky i
guess; what if i was in an accident? but i often wear my outfit to my
jobs. i put in a small well lubed buttplug, a black g-string, a full apron
that has two oval cut outs on back to show my smooth round ass cheeks,
stockings and garters, and high heels. then over this sweet outfit i wore a
conservative long raincoat! when i go on maid service calls, i bring two
buckets of cleaning supplies, and other things. i really do clean too; i
find washing the floor, vacuuming, dusting etc... pleasant, and erotic when
i have a horny man watching my every move! the "other things" include a
selection of dildos, lube, massage oils, aromatic candles, soft clothsline
rope and other goodies. it was an hour drive to "mr. smith's" house. (he
wished to take his pleasure with his maid after first giving her a good
switching on the bottom... this sounded quite appropriate and i was eager
for the experience.) it was a warm spring day and i pulled over and took
off my raincoat and drove in my uniform after a bit, enjoying the pleasant
spring breeze from my open window. as i drove the movement of the car would
shift me in my seat and the buttplug i had in would move in me, making me
smile in anticipation of greater penetrations to come. mr. smith's
directions were excellent, and i arrived at his house right on time. he
lived in a large log cabin style house with a lovely big porch, very
private and secluded in the woods. lord smith came out on the porch as i
pulled in, and watched quietly as i got out of my car and retrieved my
cleaning buckets from the trunk. he was a tall well built man about 50,
short gray hair, beard, and deep blue eyes. i slowly walked up onto the
porch, my ass cheeks moving nicely under my apron, and i saw that mr. smith
looked pleased at my appearance. he greeted me, and showing me inside shut
the heavy door behind us. at his request i went right to work, dusting and
polishing in the living room, while he sat in his armchair with a brandy
and the newspaper. after a while, as i was dusting the bookshelf near him,
bent over with my lovely buns towards him, he suddenly placed a large hand
on my right buttock and gave it a firm squeeze. i gave a little start,
saying "oh sir!" his reply was immediate. he got up from the chair and told
me to turn and face him. standing very close to me, backing me up against
the wall, he looked hard at me and said, "who is the lord of this house
maid? isn't it i? did you not promise to obey me in all things?" meekly i
nodded and answered, "yes sir, i'm sorry i forgot." he shook his head
sternly however and told me that "sorry" wasn't good enough. he marched me
outside onto the porch and led me to one end, where he tied my hands to the
railing. i had brought some soft clothsline, but he scorned that and used a
rough rope he got from the entryway. he left me there and went out into the
yard. i watched as he took out a pocket knife and cut and trimmed some long
switches from a willow tree that grew there. he came back up on the porch,
taking his time, and on getting behind me he lifted up my apron while i
bowed my head submissively as he said, "now maid jamie, i'm going to give
your bottom a sound switching, and let it be a good lesson to you." i
meekly responded, "yes sir," and awaited my punishment. i sensed mr. smith
readying himself and then suddenly there was a swishing sound followed by a
sharp stinging crack across my exposed bottom. i gasped at the sensation,
which was followed quickly by a number more such blows. my whole bottom was
on fire, and while i had enjoyed being spanked and paddled, the use of a
switch like this added a keen stinging that i found most exquisite. by the
time mr. smith stopped i was shifting and breathing hard, all sensation
centered in my stinging, quivering hot buns. when he tossed the switch
aside and stepped close behind me, his obviously large erection pressing
into me, i sighed with hunger and pressed my bottom to him. he stroked my
hair and said "yes maid, i shall have you now." he gently undid my g-string
and pulled out my buttplug. i spread my legs a little and arched towards
him. he then dropped his pants and started to slowly, slowly rub the fat
head of his cock up and down the crack of my burning ass. i moaned a bit at
the feeling and pushed back, wanting him in me so badly. when he first
pushed the head of himself into my lubed and ready anus it felt so lovely i
almost came right there! then with sure, masterful skill he slid himself
into me in one long great thrust, pushing me hard against the railing,
making me brace myself to receive him. mr. smith then gave me the most
delicious fucking i'd had in some time. in long steady movements he worked
himself in and out, his large hands tight on either side of my bottom,
squeezing my well lashed butt cheeks and probing me deeply. i was lost in
the feeling, lost in that loved sensation of being filled and used, moving
with him and begging him to not spare me with that large cock of his. he
didn't, and rode me long and hard out there on the porch. when he came he
buried himself even more completely in me and strained as he emptied
himself in long shuddering jets inside my maidenly bottom. i tightened my
cheeks about his manly love and sighed in satisfaction at the thought and
feel of his sex in me. i provided yet more maid service that day; but i
will tell of that later my friend...
