Erotic roleplay

Mark thought for a bit and then stood up without saying a word. He walked over to the door and turned the corner, leaving a confused Hellen behind. Out of sight he straightened his posture and dress before coming back in and curtsied to his wife. “Good evening mistress, with your blessing I have come to clean your mansion. I hope I can be of service to you.”

Hellen grinned lustfully as she nodded in approval. “You will do fine, however what am I to call you my dear maid?”

Mark started thinking. ‘Guinevere? No, too long and hard to pronounce, Stacy? No too American, Candy? Too pornlike, uhm…’

“Ow how silly of me, it says it right there on your apron. Nice to meet you, Fifi.” Hellen said, trying to hide her laugh. She probably thought it was funny to see her husband struggle to get into character.

“Indeed mistress, my name is Fifi. Where would you like me to start? Shall I do the tables or the windowsills, or perhaps something else needs cleaning?” he asked her.

“You can start by dusting the windowsills, they have gotten quite dusty over the years.” Hellen said while point to the windows closest to the couch, in sight of where she was sitting. Mark had hoped she would catch on, however she seemed to want to play a little longer.

“Yes mistress” Mark walked over to them trying his best to exaggerate the already sexual hip sway he had going on. He then proceeded to bent over and use his brush to remove the dust from the windowsills. Mark felt his skirt hike up a bit and purposefully and subtly let it ride up even further by shaking his hips. He did make the effort to actually clean up the windowsill. Two birds, one horny wife.

After he was done with the first sill he moved to the next, making sure to drop the feather duster. “Oh my, how clumsy of me.” He then proceeded to slowly pick up the duster by bending over directly in sight of his wife, showing his lace panties and bubble butt to his wife. He could hear his wife moan and shuffle on the couch, and he knew she was getting hot and bothered by his act.

He proceeded to do another windowsill while his wife was rubbing herself through her pants. She was moaning softly, trying to prevent Mark from hearing her. Mark, however, could hear her. He bit his lip imagining the two of them getting frisky. ‘Ow god, I think I’m getting wet just thinking about it, I need to entice her even further before I jump her’

Mark straightened out and turned to Hellen, finding her just barely holding on to her composure. “Shall I do the table next mistress?” Mark asked as innocent and sultry as he could.

“Uh, ye. Yes, that is fine Fifi.” Mark noticed Hellen was already breaking. They hadn’t had any play time in a bit, so she had to be really close to ripping her clothes off.

“Could you check whether I am doing it correctly mistress? It is a very large table, I will have to bend over very far to get to every spot. And I would hate to not fulfill all of my duties to satisfaction.” Mark cooed. Hellen nodded and walked over to the large table with him. He then started dusting off the front portion.

“I mustn’t forget the deeper parts, let me get that.” He said as he bent and stretched over the table, pulling up his skirt in the process and pressing his breasts into the wooden surface. “Am I getting it mistress?”

Hellen wasn’t responding, but he could hear her walk right behind him. He looked back just as he felt her hand caress his asscheek. “Ow Mistress, that is my butt you are touching, that is improper.”

“Just obey my orders Fifi and focus on your job.” She said while being entranced with his ass.

“But what would the master think of this?” he said trying to not break character while refereeing to himself.

“I’ll work it out later, or perhaps this stays our little secret, or even better ill let him have a go as well.” She growled.

“Have a go at wha-“ he felt her hand land on his ass, causing him to squeak. He felt his rear jiggle from the impact, he couldn’t help but enjoy the feeling.

“Obey like a good maid or you will get spanked, am I clear?” Her tone had shifted to a more controlling one, a similar tone when she would take control in the bed. Mark knew that she was now full on in horny mode. He turned back to ‘working’ on the table while she worked on him.

Hellen grabbed his asscheek forcefully causing him to moan a bit. With her other hand she moved his panties to the side, revealing his wet snatch to his wife. A finger trailed over his pussy causing him to shiver. “My, what a naughty maid I have, tempting me while you work” she licked the finger with his wetness on it. “Mhm, naughty indeed. I think I need to teach you a lesson.”

Hellen crouched behind Mark and what happened next was something he had never felt before. Hellen was licking his dripping wet pussy, eating him out like a treat. Her tongue dove straight to his lips teasing them. She licked him in circles, each time getting closer to his clit, causing him to moan louder and get wetter. Hellen started to rub herself while eating out her husband teasing her own clit with her fingers the same way as she teased his with her tongue. Mark started wiggling his hips, trying to get Hellen’s tongue closer to his clit. Hellen wouldn’t allow that though and she spanked him again causing him to moan loudly.

After torturing Mark for a bit Hellen started focusing on his clit while she pushed her fingers inside of her. Mark was at this point gasping for air. The pleasure was so much better in comparison to when he fingered himself. He never knew it could feel this good. Hellen sped up her clit attacks causing Mark to feel lightheaded. “Yes, ow , yes keep going, please… I think, ugh I think I’m close.” He barely got out between the moans.

Hellen pulled her fingers out of her own pussy and grabbed hold of his ass, spreading it open. She pushed her face into his aching wet pussy and went all out on him. Mark started screaming and clenching, feeling his entire body tighten as wave after wave of nonstop pleasure rolled over him, building and building until eventually everything let go. Pure bliss and relaxation washed over him as one of the best orgasms ever plowed through his body.

His arms and legs were limp and motionless by the time Hellen had pulled her face out of his pussy. “I didn’t know it felt that good” he mumbled still coming down from the high of his orgasm.

Hellen, however, had other plans. “Fifi! Stop wasting time girl, you still need to clean up the mess you made!”

Mark didn’t fully understand what she meant and couldn’t ask before being pulled by the hair to the floor. On his knees in front of Hellen he found himself looking up at her. Hellen’s face was red, and her eyes were glazed over with lust. Mark didn’t know when she had lost her pants and underwear but if he looked straight forward, he was met with Hellen’s dripping wet vagina.

“You made this wet mess, now you also need to clean it.” She didn’t even give him a chance to respond to her as she shoved her crotch into his face.

He opened his mouth and used his tongue as best he could. He started playing with her pussy trying to mimic what she had done to him. He had licked her down under before but not in this position, he was too tall for this position in the past, even when Hellen wore her tallest heels. Now, however, they could, and he felt so small beneath her, so weak. He was getting her going and continued to tease her in the same way she had done to him, but Hellen grabbed his hair and directed him directly to her clit. She wasn’t going to allow her maid to tease her, not when she was in control.

Mark looked up at Hellen with surprised eyes as his juicy lips we pressed over her clit. He sucked on her nub while looking at her lust filled eyes. She was staring at him working his tongue on her while biting her on her bottom lip. Mark felt his love and vigor bubble up again, he felt the uncontrollable urge to serve her, to please her.

Hellen felt his tongue double down and attack her clit directly. She had never felt so good from oral before. She always got off whenever he did it, but he had barely started, and she was already getting close. Hellen couldn’t decide whether it was the entire roleplay, the fact that Mark now had gotten experience firsthand or Marks submissive position to her that made it feel even better. “Nearly there maid, service your mistress.” She cooed while panting heavily.

Mark opened his jaw as far as he could and enveloped the entire vagina, moving back and forth to her lips and her clit in quick strokes. He saw how Hellen closed her eyes and threw her head back. Her mouth agape she started letting out short moans. With a few more licks he felt her thighs tighten around him and his hair being grabbed more forcefully. A Long and loud moan could be heard coming from Hellen while he continued his **** on her quivering cunt. As he went on, he felt more and more of her wetness leak into his mouth, she tasted divine, which wasn’t how he had always experienced it. He had never hated her taste, but he never considered it to be on par to good quality wine or some as good.

Hellen eventually let go of Marks head and stepped back, panting from the earth-shaking orgasm she had just gotten. Mark remained on the floor, he licked his lips and once he realized what he had done he felt embarrassed. He looked up at Hellen, hoping she hadn’t seen what he had done. Hellen’s eyes were laser focused on him with a grin that span from ear to ear. ‘fuck’ he thought.