My French Maid(Tammy's Sexy Ooh LaLa Challenge)

 
My name is Logan, Logan Wright  
I'm a wealthy man, young and very handsome  
Which is why it may surprise you when I tell you I am still a virgin  
I saved it for one woman, my best of friends  
The only woman I consider beautiful  
So if you are looking for a story filled with a spur of the moment background  
Or even something rough, then you may as well stop reading right here.  
 
 
 
 
 
If you are still here, then I will carry on with my story  
A story of a passion filled night  
Love making at its finest, desire at its highest  
I have grown up with a girl whose name I will not disclose  
But her mother was the french maid at my house before her  
She took the job to help out her mother, and to still be able to see me  
We have grown up together, and have never been apart  
She has been the only woman I have ever loved  
One night when my father was away on a business trip  
And her mother took the night off for vacation  
We were all alone in a mansion full of empty rooms  
Each one calling our names, yearning for us  
I told her to take the night off but to please stay with me  
When I took her out for dinner we talked our hearts away  
And when we returned home we both knew we would love the night away  
 
After a glass of red wine, we headed back to one of the many rooms in my home  
Opening the door and walking her in I looked deep into her bright hazel eyes  
The whole room disappeared as she planted her soft lips against mine  
Only her and the bed, where together we steal away each others virginity  
I have saved it for her all these years, as did she, for this moment  
Now we lay on the bed, her laying on top of me, our tongues moving around inside each others mouths  
Hands exploring each ones body, a new land for us  
Slowly unbuttoning her shirt, exposing the soft skin of her breast  
Caressing her body, sliding my hands down to her zipper  
 
Zziiip.  
 
Standing at the edge of the bed, removing her shirt, and dropping her pants  
Wearing a black corset, and black lace underwear with white frills on the end,  
She unzipped my pants.  
 
Zziiip.  
 
Pulling them off, my shirt already removed, she sat on top of me straddling my hips as she kissed my lips  
Kisses moving down lower, and lower, I can feel the moisture on my navel now  
I've been hard since the first kiss, and it feels like a stone as she covers it in her wet cheeks  
Never before have I felt something like this, all I can think is I'm glad its her  
Raising my head to take a look at the show, she looks up at me as she swallows me whole
My head dropping back on the bed in ecstacy.  
 
Release.  
 
Crawling back on top of me, she sits on my lap with her back towards me  
Untying her corset setting her breast free, now she is facing me again  
Sitting at the tip of my pelvic bone, my hard penis standing pressed against her  
Grabbing it she squeezes it into the brim of her underwear, sliding my head down her smooth pelvis  
Until my head glides down her clit, sliding down her lips reaching the hole  
With my dick in her hand she slides me in, penetrating her, I feel the warmth of a woman for the first time  
Straddling me, riding me, her facial expressions showing the pleasure she feels with each of her thrust forward  
Hands on my chest, moving up and down, our lips meet again, this time with a different feel to the kiss  
The kiss completing the circle, our sexual energy flowing through us in complete harmony  
With each move she makes with her hips, it grows stronger  
Sitting up wrapping my arm around her back, I stand up and lye her on her back  
Not once pulling out, keeping this sexual unity, this love intact  
 
Now I thrust my hips into hers, her hands clench the sheet, her mouth opens  
I must finish what I started
Thrusting deeper, thrusting faster, I hear the smacking of my balls against her taint  
Holding myself up, I watch each expression she makes, listening to each moan  
No longer clenching the sheets, her hands grab my ass, then start to dig in my back  
My arms getting weaker, but my thrust stronger, I feel it coming  
 
She says "Please don't stop, I'm about to come"  
And with those words I gave it all in my final few thrusts  
Her hands digging deeper in my back, then clenching the sheets  
I can feel the walls of her insides tightening around me  
My arms giving out beneath me as my final thrust releases my load  
I can feel her juices trying to push me out, my final thrust counter acting  
Our juices mix inside her, dripping down our legs  
I stay inside her, looking into her eyes  
 
"I love You" spoken from our mouths at the same time. We kiss and we fall asleep side by side. I awaken the next morning to the smell of breakfast, when I walk in the kitchen she is wearing only my shirt. The scent of freshly cooked bacon and scrambled eggs hit my nostrils like a knockout punch. Walking over to her, I plant a morning kiss upon hers, "You're fired" I say.  
"I know", she says, "I can't sleep with my boss again, but I can with my man"  
"You'll never have to work again", my final words before I take a bite of the bacon.  
"But keep the french maid uniform anyway, I always thought you looked good in it"  
 
And that is my story, of my first time with my french maid.