“He’s cute” the maid moved a hand along her thigh.
“I think he likes you” the man added “but he’ll have to go through me first.”
“Through you?” I asked, hoping that I wasn’t expected to fight him.
He stood up slowly and moved towards me. Casually he removed the red scarf that was wrapped around his neck. Soon the scarf was wrapped around me and I felt myself being pulled in towards him. I felt strange being this close to another man, but also a bit excited. He smelled lovely and I was starting to feel intoxicated.
“Let’s start slow” he instructed “if you’re willing to make out with me, then these lovely ladies will make out with each other.”
I managed to nod my head slightly, too nervous to speak. He leaned in and made the first move. It was rougher than I’m used to, but I was soon able to lean into the experience. His strong arms held my body and I felt… safe? I didn’t want the feeling to end, but it soon did.
“First time?”
“Yeah.”
He stepped away from me and moved back to his position on the couch.
“Danke for the show” the German bar maid purred with what sounded like an authentic accent “now it’s our turn and please, feel free to touch yourself. We like to know when our audience is having a good time, ya?”
And with that she began lowering her dirndl, revealing two light pink nipples. Before I had a chance to fully take them in, her French maid counterpart was already fondling one of them. Without thinking I moved my hand down to my trousers and began touching myself through the fabric.
“Her name is Olga” the maid told me “and you can call me Chloe. You may instruct us and we will obey, but it is our choice, understand?”
“Yes.”
“Yes, who?”
“Yes, Chloe.”
“Very good, now what would you like to see?”
“Could you… suck on her nipple?”
“Oh, yes” Olga moaned “get that froggie mouth over here while I watch this handsome man touch himself” she winked at me, which turned me on even more.
I was rock hard by that point, watching Chloe delicately sucking on a nipple. I noticed also that her hand was moving up Olga’s skirt, causing the petite bar maid to moan in pleasure. She moved her thigh slightly, allowing for easy access and giving me a view of her white panties.
“So here you are” Mariam’s voice came from somewhere behind “I’m sorry to break up the show, but I’m leaving now, and this boy came here with me.”
“Oh, Mariam” the man spoke lazily “always ruining our fun.”
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